After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Qi Wuyou has settled in Hongying Town for more than half a year.

In the first three months, news of Luo Yunzhang came from time to time, which disturbed him.

But since he got in touch with Nangong Li, there is still a lot of news about Luo Yunzhang, but it is not so out of the ordinary.

Mostly it was him who followed Bao Yi's trail, picked this devil's lair today, and beheaded that big devil tomorrow.

The method is a bit cruel, but it is very deterrent to the demon cultivators. The demons who have always disturbed the immortal sect on weekdays will scatter like birds and beasts when they hear Luo Yunzhang's name.

The monks of Xianmen took advantage of his shadow, so it was not good to whisper to him anymore.

Occasionally, some righteous people who got a bargain would come to show their sympathy for Moxiu, and stood up to wave the flag, but because few people echoed, they let it go.

Apart from Luo Yunzhang, Qi Wuyou paid special attention to Baoyi, but Baoyi, as Yuzi—the disciple of Sect Master Chu—said, was very slippery and well hidden, and he hadn't seen it once in the past five years. Outcropping, it's like the world has evaporated.

Based on Qi Wuyou's understanding of Baoyi, he is a paranoid pervert. As long as he is still alive, he will never give up revenge on the Xianmen. Maybe he is gathering his strength at this moment.

But this is not something he should worry about as a person who is going to retire.

As Nan Gongli said, he managed to swim out of the vortex, and there was no reason for him to rush into it.

In the original book, the original owner dies, but the plot continues. He dies, but the world continues to operate as usual.

He is an outsider, how can there be anything that must be done by him?

Having figured this out, Qi Wuyou settled down in Hongying Town with peace of mind.

Enjoying cherry blossoms, tasting tea, painting, laying corpses every day, occasionally going to the town market, chatting with two or three like-minded casual monks, and living a fairy life for a while.

Until one day, Sect Master Chu of Yongchengzong suddenly wrote a letter, inviting him to a gathering at the sect——

Since a few months ago, Qi Wuyou and Sect Master Chu got acquainted at the Cherry Blossom Viewing Terrace, and the two have been in constant contact.

Sect Master Chu is a caring person, and he wants to help everyone he meets. A few days ago, he learned that Qi Wuyou was looking for news from the outside world, so he was very careful to collect it for him.

As a token of gratitude, Qi Wuyou would often present calligraphy and paintings with spirit stones, and go to the mansion to talk to each other, and occasionally help Sect Master Chu point out his disciples.

After receiving the summoning talisman, Qi Wuyou went for a stroll around the town first, bought a spike of swords specially for the disciple of Sect Master Chu, and then went leisurely with the sword.

Yongchengzong is in the mountains on the outskirts of Hongying Town.

It is said that it is a sect, but in fact it is a house with a larger yard. There are only eight members of the Hezong, including Sect Master Chu, and there are only three disciples of the new generation, including Yuzi.

Sect Master Chu is the second Sect Master of Yong Chengzong. He has not entered the country for many years after the establishment of the foundation. According to Qi Wuyou's judgment standard, the level of combat power is probably at the D level.

The four disciples under his sect didn't even arrive at the foundation building, and they were all in e-, but among the three disciples of the new generation, there was one with a good foundation. , can be regarded as a bit talented, in this small place, he can be called a shining star.

Qi Wuyou has been to Yongchengzong many times, and he flew directly over the sect's gate with his sword and landed in the courtyard.

This small courtyard is less than one-fifth of the size of Qionghuayu's disciples, and even the suzerain and three or four generations of disciples live together.

The "immortal elders" of the three generations lived in the east wing, the three disciples of the fourth generation lived in the west wing, and Sect Master Chu lived in the main house in the middle.

As soon as Qi Wuyou arrived, the two doors of the West Wing were pushed open, and Yuzi and a girl in light green came out of the room to welcome him, and when she saw him, she shouted, "I've seen Wu Xianzhang!"

Every time Qi Wuyou came, he would bring some gifts, and he smiled and took out the sword tassel from the storage bag.

An orange one was given to Yuzi, a light green one was given to the girl, and there was a dark blue one left in his hand. After looking around, he didn't see anyone, so he asked, "Where did your big brothers go?"

Yuzi happily tied the sword tassel to the hilt, and said, "Brother? He is still practicing in the room."

He turned his head and shouted towards a closed door in the west wing, "Elder brother! Immortal Wu is here!"

There was no movement in the wing room for a while.Yuzi was going to call the door, Qi Wuyou stopped him and said: "Forget it, don't disturb your senior brother's cultivation, this Jiansui—"

Just as Qi Wuyou was about to hand over the sword tassel to Yuzi and ask him to pass it on to the people in the room, he saw the door of the wing room was pushed open, and a young man in black came out of the room with a straight face and walked to Qi Wuyou. In front of You, he leaned forward and said, "Wu Immortal."

Qi Wuyou felt the aura floating around him, nodded appreciatively, and said, "The foundation is about to be established?"

"Senior brother, is he going to build a foundation?" Yuzi gasped.

The girl in green also showed a look of admiration.

Although the boy in black was young, he didn't like to show off. He was complimented by his junior and junior sisters, and without changing his face, he said solemnly: "You and your junior sister can do it too."

"Hey, I can't," Yuzi said discouragedly, "I may not be able to build a foundation in my life."

The girl was full of vitality, she clenched her hands in front of her chest, and said: "I may not be able to build a foundation for a while, but I will work hard to practice and try to catch up with my brother one day!

"Well said." Qi Wuyou patted the heads of the two with each hand, as a sign of encouragement.

The black-clothed boy glanced this way, then turned around and was about to leave.

Qi Wuyou waved at him and said, "Nie Yun, come here."

The black-clothed boy stopped, stood there and turned his head in surprise, Qi Wuyou stepped forward and handed the dark blue sword tassel to his hand, then patted him on the head as well, boasting: "It's pretty good."

Nie Yun: "..."

Qi Wuyou came to Yongchengzong with Sect Master Chu for the first time, when he saw these three disciples, he suddenly seemed to see Luo Yunzhang, Hua Tuxue and Yan Rulu in his youth.

Yu Zi's heart is straightforward and straightforward, she is quite similar to Yan Rulu.

Green Sleeve—that girl, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, is in harmony with Hua Tuanxue's personality.

Nie Yun is simply a copy of Luo Yunzhang, taciturn, young and mature—but his childhood was much happier than Luo Yunzhang's. It can be seen that he is pretending to be calm, like a child who is eager to grow up, wanting to Showing his mature side in front of everyone, but occasionally he still reveals a bit of youthful air.

For example, now, after being praised by the elders, Nie Yun pursed her lower lip and looked away uncomfortably.

As soon as Qi Wuyou saw him, he thought of Luo Yunzhang. At Luo Yunzhang's age, he had just graduated from school and was planning to follow the path of superficial master and apprentice, so he was very indifferent to Luo Yunzhang, and rarely approached or praised him. .

Seeing Nie Yun who was similar to Luo Yunzhang now, he felt a compensatory mentality.

Therefore, among the three disciples of Yong Chengzong, he liked Nie Yun the most, and gave this little guy more guidance and encouragement.

He was about to point out a few words to Nie Yun, when Sect Master Chu came flying with his sword in a hurry, and as soon as he landed in the courtyard, he came up to meet him and said, "I kept you waiting for a long time, hurry up, please come inside!"

Qi Wuyou nodded at Nie Yun, turned around and entered the main hall with Sect Master Chu.

Nie Yun followed Qi Wuyou's gaze, and was suddenly blocked by an orange-red sword tassel. Yuzi's face appeared from behind, holding the sword tassel in front of Nie Yun, and said, "Brother, look at Wu Xianchang. The sword tassel that you gave me, does it look good?"

Qi Wuyou followed Sect Master Chu into the house, Nie Yun looked away and said, "It looks good." He stayed in the yard for a while, then turned and went back to the room.

There was a big table in the main hall, on which was placed spiritual wine and spiritual food. The specifications were beyond Yong Chengzong's tolerance. Sect Master Chu had to waste some energy trying to set up this table.

With a glance, Qi Wuyou knew that Sect Master Chu needed help from him.

Sect Master Chu saw that he felt something, and greeted him warmly: "Little friend Wu, sit down quickly, sit down."

Qi Wuyou said worry-free: Sit down, if Sect Master Chu speaks again, it will be difficult for him to refuse.

After thinking about it, Sect Master Chu helped him a lot before, logically he should reciprocate.

Sect Master Chu is a measured person, and he would not make demands beyond his ability.

It was so easy to open his mouth to him once, the spiritual wine and spiritual food are here, if he doesn't show face, he can't justify it.

Thinking of this, Qi Wuyou happily sat down.

Sect Master Chu's expression relaxed, and he rolled up his sleeves to pour him wine.

Qi Wuyou raised his hand to block it, and said: "Sect Master Chu set up this table, he can't really invite me to the banquet, if you have anything to order, let's say it first, as long as I can help, maybe decline."

Qi Wuyou got straight to the point, but Sect Master Chu became embarrassed, put down the jug, rubbed his hands and sat back, glanced at Qi Wuyou's expression, and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from Xiaoyou Wu, I... I want to ask Xiaoyou Wu for help with something."

"Sect Master Chu, it doesn't matter."

Sect Master Chu: "..."

After rubbing his hands for a long time, he didn't say anything, worried that Qi Wuyou would be in a hurry, so he first poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and pressed the glass on the table, only then did he have the confidence to speak .

"Wu Xiaoyou, do you know that there are still three months until the Fairy Gate Conference?"

Qi Wuyou nodded: "Of course I know about important events in the world of cultivating immortals."

Sect Master Chu said: "I'm not afraid of Xiaoyou Wu's jokes when I say it. In previous years, we Yong Chengzong will also participate in the Fairy Gate Conference."

Qi Wuyou didn't pay attention to whether there was Yongchengzong in the last Xianmen meeting.

However, "Since it is the 'Xianmen' conference, Yong Chengzong, as a branch of Xianmen, can naturally participate. What's the joke?"

Sect Master Chu forced a smile, and said: "I'm afraid only Wu Xiaoyou is willing to admit that Yongchengzong is a branch of the Xianmen. In the past, the disciples of Yongchengzong went to the Xianmen Conference, and the monks of the Xianmen never looked at us directly, and always laughed at us." Being a beggar in the world of cultivating immortals...it is really my suzerain's fault that sect disciples are looked down upon so much."

Sect Master Chu drank another cup depressed.

Qi Wuyou didn't answer.

It's not that he doesn't want to comfort, he really can't speak.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is the most respected, Yongchengzong has few young disciples, and the reason for being looked down upon is obvious. Sect Master Chu is also clear in his heart, and it seems too fake to insist on explaining it.

At this moment, silence speaks louder than words, he said nothing, and poured a cup for Sect Master Chu.

Sect Master Chu said: "I know, we disciples of Yongchengzong couldn't make it through the first round of the Immortal Gate Conference, so we can only be promoted by other monks, but Xiaoyou Wu knows why we were ridiculed every year, but every time we are still Do you want to participate?"

Qi Wuyou asked curiously: "Why?"

"Because most of the sects that can hold the Fairy Gate Conference are rich in aura, which is conducive to monks' cultivation. Moreover, during the Fairy Gate Conference, the host will also provide the monks with pills and talismans. These things are nothing to the disciples of the big sect. So For us Yongchengzong, it is a rare good thing, it only happens once in four years, how can we miss it?

"So every time, the disciples of Yongchengzong stopped in the first round, but they had to stay in other people's sects until the end of the fairy gate meeting before leaving, rubbing against other people's aura pills, no wonder others called us beggars."

Qi Wuyou was surprised.

And this kind of operation?

He passed through and was in Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Although Xianzong was already in decline at that time, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse. At least the disciples of Xianzong had never worried about the problems of pills and spiritual energy.

He had long heard that the life of the small sect was difficult, but this was the first time he had understood the hardships in such a concrete way.

Can't help admiring, and comforted: "Sect Master Chu is also for the sake of the disciples of the sect. Heroes don't care about their origins, and the world of cultivating immortals only recognizes strength. As long as they don't follow evil ways, no one cares how they cultivated."

When these words reached Sect Master Chu's heart, he frowned a lot and said, "...that's the reason."

Sect Master Chu's three sentences were not far from the Immortal Gate Conference, Qi Wuyou noticed something, and simply asked: "Sect Master Chu's entrustment today is related to the conference three months later?"

"Wu Xiaoyou has a clever plan." Sect Master Chu's mind was broken, and his eyelids twitched.

Qi Wuyou smiled lightly and shook his head.

When it came to the topic, Sect Master Chu felt awkward again, and after a while, he said: "I am ashamed to say that since I established the foundation, I have not made any progress in my cultivation for more than ten years. Recently, I exchanged my practice with Wu Xiaoyou, and there are signs of a breakthrough. .”

"This is a good thing, congratulations to Sect Master Chu for improving his cultivation!" Qi Wuyou cupped his hands.

Sect Master Chu's face was a little happy, but he was quickly dispelled by the tension, and he hesitated: "Sudden... a breakthrough is naturally a good thing, but it came too suddenly. I originally wanted to delay it until after the Fairy Gate Conference." But I don’t want to be overwhelmed.” I’m not a talented monk. In this life, I may only have this chance to break through. I must not miss it. But if I retreat, the Immortal Gate Conference To delay.

"The event is only once in four years, and Nie Yun is also at a critical moment. Yong Chengzong can't give him anything, but he only wants to not delay his opportunity to enter the country, but I really have no skills..."

Qi Wuyou gradually found out the taste.

He thought of many reasons why Sect Master Chu invited him here, but he didn't expect it to be because of this.

Unexpectedly, he said: "Sect Master Chu wants to let me accompany Nie Yun and the others to the Xianmen Conference on your behalf?"

Sect Master Chu dripped a drop of sweat from his forehead, and said quickly: "I know this is difficult for strong people, but my four disciples are not as good as me. I am afraid that it will be difficult to protect them when things happen. Their character and cultivation are suitable. I can The only thing that comes to mind is Xiaoyou Wu."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

It's ridiculous too.

He couldn't help but laugh: "I am an outsider, how can I replace Sect Master Chu?"

Sect Master Chu hurriedly said: "You don't have to worry about this little friend Wu, you just need to be named as an elder in Yongchengzong, and the monthly service will be paid according to the suzerain's quota. The disciples of Yongchengzong Wu Xiaoyou have all met, and they are also very close to you." , I'm most assured of leaving it to you, please Wu Xiaoyou, for my sake, please agree!"

Qi Wuyou: "This is not a matter of monthly obedience, even if they treat me—"

"Wu Xiaoyou!" Chu Zongzhu stood up abruptly, and was about to bow down: "I hope Wu Xiaoyou don't shirk! As long as Wu Xiaoyou agrees, I will immediately let the three of them change to your seat, and in the future—"

Qi Wuyou hastily stopped him: "No need! I have—" He insisted on changing his words, "The three of them already have good teachers, so there is no reason for them to switch?"

All the families of the Immortal Sect will be present at the Grand Fair of the Immortal Sect, and Qiu Sanxian and Fan Yizhen will definitely be there too, in case they meet Luo Yunzhang again...

If I had known earlier, he would not have sat down.

Sect Master Chu insisted on asking: "I have discussed with their masters, as long as Wu Xiaoyou is willing to accept, no one will come to comment. I know Wu Xiaoyou is not an ordinary person, and staying in Hongying Town is probably just a stopgap measure. Nie Yun is so kind." It's useless for the seedlings to stay in Yongchengzong, if you don't worship under Wu Xiaoyou's sect, you can get Wu Xiaoyou's careful teaching, and you will surely become a blockbuster!"

Why did you worship him as your teacher and become a blockbuster?

Qi Wuyou said: "Sect Master Chu has broken my heart. I have no intention of accepting disciples, but Sect Master Chu can rest assured that even if Nie Yun is not my disciple for a day in Hongying Town, I am willing to teach him all I can."

"So, Xiaoyou Wu agreed?"

"I—?" What did he say that he agreed?

When Qi Wuyou was in a daze, Sect Master Chu firmly bowed down: "Thank you Wu Xiaoyou!"

No.

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Sect Master Chu bent over at almost [-] degrees and refused to get up for a long time.

Qi Wuyou squeezed his forehead, thinking about how to kick the ball back.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Luo Yunzhang's cultivation has exceeded the threshold of the fairy gate meeting, and his seniority is not at the level of the fairy head, and he doesn't like to join in the fun, so he may not attend the meeting.

For such a small sect as Yong Chengzong, he went to the Immortal Sect Conference just to have fun, and the other sects should disdain to associate with them. Even if he attended on behalf of Sect Master Chu, he probably had nothing to socialize with.

Going on this trip, at most, they will spend three months with Nie Yun and the others in the Longyin Sect's lair, trying their best to grab some resources.

That being said, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

Qi Wuyou: "..."

From the perspective of a third party, it seems that he is too cautious.

Lan Fangjun died in front of hundreds of immortal sects, who would have thought that he was still alive?

When he wears the mask more tightly, who can recognize him?

It just so happened that he hadn't seen Nangong Li for a while. During the Immortal Gate Conference, there were countless monks entering and exiting Long Yinzong.

After thinking about it, Qi Wuyou put down his hands and sighed "Hey", accepting this gift, said: "...I promise it."

He stepped forward to help Sect Master Chu up.

Sect Master Chu is very grateful, and invites him to sit down, drink and discuss, and leave late at night.

- Based on the principle of being able to get away with something, Sect Master Chu urged Qi Wuyou and the others to set off with two and a half months before the Fairy Gate Conference.

Nie Yun's cultivation was limited, and it took one and a half months to get from Hongying Town to Longyinzong. If one month earlier, they would be able to gather Nangong Li's wool for an extra month.

Sect Master Chu greeted three disciples in advance, and the three saw that Qi Wuyou accepted it well, and a group of four set off from Hongying Town, Yujian rushed to Longyinzong.

Xiaoyao Xianzong, Lengquan.

Luo Yunzhang leaned against the stone wall washed smooth by the spring water, with his arms outstretched and pressed against the shore, looking up at the lone moon in the sky in a trance.

His waist was soaked in water, and the water vapor spread along the robe to his neck. His face was cold and blank, like a frozen statue, motionless.

The skirt of the clothes was still messy, and the exposed chest was also very white due to blood loss, but the unhealed scars all over it showed a bit of blood of a living person.

The blood scabs on the wound were washed away by the cold spring water. At first, large streams of blood were swept away by the cold spring. As the speed of the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins accelerated, the wound gradually condensed, leaving only pale red blood streaking away with the spring water. place.

A few strands of black hair were wet by the water and stuck to the side of his face. He tilted his head, glanced at the bloodshot streaks that were washed away by the spring water from the corner of his eye, and raised his left wrist.

The concentric knot is pressed just under the black wristband.

In the past four years, he has driven the concentric knot countless times, and every time the concentric knot protruded more than ten meters, he would retract because he could not find the target.

"..."

Luo Yunzhang stared at his left wrist for a long time—he was really tired today, and he didn't want to be disappointed again—and pressed his arm back to the shore.

The moon is bright and the moon is dark.

A gust of wind blows, causing ripples in the cold spring.

The "red thread" was torn.

Luo Yunzhang thought for no reason of the first time he drove the concentric knot in the cold spring.

He closed his eyes, recalling the state of mind that night.

Unknowingly, aura condensed on his left wrist.

A red thread protruded from under the black wristband and fluttered away into the distance.

This isn't the first time he's driven Concentric Knot at Cold Spring in four years.

Luo Yunzhang could feel the red line swimming past the edge of the cold spring and heading towards the woods ahead.

But when the third tree on the shore is reached, the red line will retract.

He sank into the spring in relaxation, waiting for that moment with little hope.

The red line passed the first tree, then the second, and when it was about to pass the trunk of the third tree, the red line suddenly stopped moving.

It's like a red thread tied to the cold spring, and the end keeps fluttering by the third tree on the bank.

Luo Yunzhang didn't even react at the first moment, so he wanted to take back the red line.

At a certain moment, his mind was shaken violently, his eyes widened suddenly, he stood up and followed his wrist, raised his head little by little, and looked at the dark woods in disbelief.

The concentric knot...hasn't disappeared? !

After traveling for more than a month, Qi Wuyou and his party arrived at a small town seven days away from Long Yinzong.

Taking care of the physical strength of the three Yongchengzong disciples, Qi Wuyou found an inn in the town to rest.

The three disciples had been staying in Hongying Town, a place where spiritual energy was not abundant all year round. As soon as they arrived at the center of the world of cultivating immortals, they began to condense spiritual energy hungrily.

The three of them meditated, Qi Wuyou took out an ancient book from the next room, and protected them while reading it.

While the candle was flickering, a very thin spiritual thread crawled in through the crack of the door.

Qi Wuyou was engrossed in reading the book and didn't pay attention.

Suddenly, his wrist seemed to be touched by something. He was startled. He lowered his head to look, and saw a spiritual thread crawling up his wrist, winding several times, and tightly entangled.

"!" Qi Wuyou was startled.

concentric knot? !

As soon as his scalp exploded, he immediately set up a barrier, trying to isolate himself from the outside world.

But still a step too late.

Luo Yunzhang's slightly hesitant voice came from his mind: "...Master, is it... you?"