After the Heartthrob Reborn [Transmigration Book]

On Jiuhua Mountain, a few monks in gray robes are cleaning the ground paved with bluestone slabs with brooms.The mountain itself is silent, and the crisp sound of sweeping the floor is like a Buddhist chant, but it seems that the mountains and forests in the early morning are extraordinarily quiet. [1]

They lowered their heads and cleaned the ground. Beside them was a cave several feet high. The black mouth of the cave was so deep that it looked like the mouth of a monster that could swallow thousands of people. Four large characters in vermilion: Jiuhua Forbidden Land.

In front of the cave is a platform made of bluestone, and at the other end of the platform stands a towering giant tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, covered with strands of red silk, echoing the entrance of the cave and covering most of the platform.It was late autumn, and the fallen leaves of giant trees were floating on the bluestone platform in front of the cave.One after another, they swept away and survived.

"Brother." A young monk finally couldn't help being curious, glanced at the cave beside him, and said, "This cave is so big and dark, and there are so many restrictions, what kind of ghosts and evil spirits are locked inside?"

"It's not some evil ghost or evil spirit." The monk called "Senior Brother" replied slowly while sweeping the floor, "Actually, the people here are already dead, it's just a corpse."

"Tsk, you will be imprisoned here even after you die? Doesn't that mean you can't be reborn forever?!" The little monk widened his eyes and said, "I don't know what heinous monster is?"

The senior monk stopped what he was doing, leaned on the broom handle with one arm, pulled the little monk to him, and said in a low voice, "If I tell you, you have to make sure you only keep it in your heart and don't say anything. Get out. If this matter spreads, our entire Jiuhua Sect will probably be doomed!"

The little monk felt nervous when he heard it, and nodded in response: "Mmm, I definitely dare not say it!"

The senior monk looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then he leaned into the little monk's ear and whispered softly: "I heard from the elders in the door that there is the first sword of immortality in it - Qingyi Lord Su Ziyu's sword." remains!"

"!" The little monk trembled violently, and said, "Didn't you say that Lord Qingyi has lost both body and spirit?!"

"That's a lie." Brother Monk said, "I'm afraid that if people find out the whereabouts of his corpse, it will cause disputes among all parties, so it is said that he has died. In fact, the suzerains of the thirteen major sects in the cultivation world joined forces. Seal his body in our forbidden area and never be reborn."

"However, he really deserved what he deserved. Su Qiyun, the suzerain of the Qing Huizong, has always valued his talent, but he secretly dug up the Xuantian fairy bone of his junior brother Yun Hanyan. Relying on other people's fairy bones to make a career in the sky, in fact, there is no real ability. Not a stolen thing—this character is disgusting!"

"Hey, I also heard that although he was famous all over the world, he was actually full of bullies and bullies. The so-called saving the common people is actually to gain fame for himself, and he has done all kinds of bad things behind his back..."

"Tsk tsk tsk is so bad..."

After being ruined and ruined, no matter whether he did good or evil in those years, he would be speculated with the greatest malice.Even fictitious charges will be charged on the head with rumors.

However, after death, who cares about right and wrong. [2]

The two monks leaned on the brooms in their hands and sighed at each other. Suddenly, they heard a loud noise behind them. They hurriedly turned their heads, only to see that the forbidden area behind them exploded. , The word "Jiuhua Forbidden Land" was also blown to pieces.

After the two monks were stunned for a moment, they suddenly yelled "Ah!!!", turned around and fled without a trace.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, he came out of the mountain, shining like neon lights, eclipsing the white day in the sky for an instant.

Having not seen the light for three years, after Su Ziyu stood still, he only felt the sunlight was dazzling, so he narrowed his eyes slightly out of habit.

He unconsciously squinted his eyes, but his natural demeanor was so charming that he quietly hid in the clouds even in the sun.

The sect that shut him down was well-trained, and just as Su Ziyu came out, he was surrounded by disciples who rushed over after hearing the sound.

But they didn't have any hair on their heads, so they were a group of Buddhist monks.

Su Ziyu just stood there, tall and tall, his light blue robe was old and gray, and the blood stains on his clothes had already faded away, only the bamboo embroidered with silver thread on the skirt of his clothes still reflected his face.Despite the urging of the world, the brows and eyes are still icy and smooth, with boundless elegance.

There is no sword in his hand, but the sword intent has already moved.

The sword energy was sharp, and Su Ziyu's clothes were rolled up lightly.

The hundreds of Buddha cultivators around all held the swords in their hands, and hesitated to move forward.

This first sword in the immortal way is not just the sword in his hand, the awe-inspiring sword intent has already been incorporated into his mind.The sword intent in his spiritual consciousness is enough to quell the eight wastes and bleed for thousands of miles.Not to mention how terrifying it would be if he had a sword in his hand.

Su Ziyu's body remained motionless, the mighty sword energy was as powerful as the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon were thinning, and he carried the momentum of thunder to strike in all directions.

In an instant, the sky was full of dust, and more than a hundred Buddhist cultivators around were blown away by a sword energy that was so strong that they could not resist, vomited blood one by one, and fell to the ground unable to get up.

Su Ziyu tilted his head slightly, smiled lightly and said, "I overestimated."

Just as Su Ziyu finished speaking, a loud voice like a bronze bell came from above his head: "They are just disciples in the sect, so naturally you can't help showing your supernatural power!"

"In vain you are the first sword in the immortal way, and you actually fought with a group of unknown juniors." An old monk with white beard and white eyebrows descended from the sky and landed in front of Su Ziyu, and said with a slight disdain, "It's really cheap!"

"It's their fault that they rushed up after seeing me instead of running away." Su Ziyu turned sideways slightly, easily avoiding a gleaming golden spell, and slightly raised his lips, "Besides, I am such a notorious person, I am so dignified. Aren't Abbot Huazong and I going to drop the price?"

When you are a villain, you have to make more fallacies.Moreover, these fallacies and heresies have been on the lips for many years, Su Ziyu can say a few words casually, and he can no longer tell whether what is on his lips is fallacy or truth.

The white-browed old monk is Fakong, the abbot of Jiuhuazong. He was taken aback by Su Ziyu's words, then raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "I thought it was a corpse fraud, so I threw a ghost-killing talisman. It seems that this is not a corpse fraud." , but cheated to death? Unexpectedly, Lord Qingyi was quite calm and hibernated for three years. Amitabha."

"Where is it?" Su Ziyu thought, I have really died in the past three years.

"Amitabha. But don't get complacent too early." Fakong lowered his eyes, looked at Su Ziyu's left hand, and said, "My old monk and all the sect masters have been prepared that you will cheat death, and the thing on your left hand will follow you." forever."

Su Ziyu raised his arm and illuminated the black iron ring engraved with forbidden spells on his left wrist.It was true that this thing could not be broken just now, so Su Ziyu simply ignored it.Now that Su Ziyu raised his hand, the iron ring was like an ugly bracelet worn on his slender white arm, which looked extremely dazzling.Su Ziyu himself just glanced at it casually, and said, "Is this what you're talking about? It's a bit ugly. But since it's all yours, thank you."

"You..." It wasn't the other party's roar or questioning, Fakong didn't expect to get such a bland answer, as if he had punched the cotton with a fist, and there was no way to use it if he had the strength to stand upright. He raised his eyebrows, "Amitabha, it's a sin. Mr. Qingyi, you don't know how powerful it is. It is made of iron that has been eroded for thousands of years on Fuyin Mountain. You will never be able to absorb any essence of heaven and earth in the future. Impossible to cultivate immortality."

"Do you know what this means? It means that you can no longer absorb the essence of heaven and earth, can no longer condense the inner alchemy, and can't make any breakthrough in practice. The aura of heaven and earth can't enter your body at all, and your mana can only be exhausted day by day. Demise... We were worried that you would fake your death, and we knew we couldn't stop you, so we teamed up to make this thing to wear on your hands. So even if you escape from here, mana can only come out or not. Until it is exhausted, there is only one dead end..."

In fact, the iron ring that this group of people think is just like that in Su Ziyu's view.Su Ziyu has already lost his mana since he abandoned his cultivation base, and it doesn't matter whether he wears it or not.And the mana borrowed by the asking system does not belong to the aura of heaven and earth, nor is it obtained from practice, so of course it is not restricted by this circle.

But what is more poisonous is that this circle is like blocking a river.Su Ziyu's current body was originally a dry river, and the aura of heaven and earth was like those trickling streams, which were completely blocked and unable to be absorbed. Unless someone poured it for a while like with mana just now, otherwise he wanted to rely on his own practice to re-train Qi and build a foundation in the future Mana is impossible.

It was obviously a very simple thing, but the old monk was endlessly rambling when he explained it. Su Ziyu interrupted him and said, "You don't have to worry about it. In a word, do you let me go? If you let me go, I'll leave now, no If you let it go, I will smash your mountain gate and leave."

Just let him go, shame on you.If you don't let people go, you will definitely not be able to beat them. It would be even more embarrassing to let people go after you are defeated by him and smash the mountain gate.Both sides were ashamed, Fakong's face turned blue, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "You were not like this before. Amitabha, sin, sin."

Indeed, although Su Ziyu was a villain in the past, he was at least a model of righteousness and a model in the world of cultivating immortals. His words and deeds were as gentle as jade, dignified and calm, which was indeed a slight contrast with his current appearance.

Su Ziyu smiled sweetly, and said, "I was so tired before." Besides, don't you all think I'm just pretending?

Fakong was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't be too hard, so he changed it to a soft one: "Amitabha, Mr. Qingyi, monks have compassion in mind, and I sincerely advise you, your misconduct is a disaster for the common people. After you go out, you will definitely become a monk. It’s a big disaster, and when the time comes, the way of heaven will repay you and you will go to the [-]th hell. It’s better to stay and pray to the Buddha with this old monk, so that your sins can be washed away. My Buddha is merciful.”

Su Ziyu: "..."

"Elder Fakong, what's the use of persuading him? If he had a sense of shame, he wouldn't have secretly taken away the immortal bones. How is this different from murder and arson in the world? I think it's ten times worse!" a Hong Liang His voice pierced through the air, "This kind of person should have your cramps scraped and your bones broken, and the soul that suppresses him will never be reborn!"

Su Ziyu was startled, the voice was really familiar.

Isn't this the voice of his second senior brother Gao Tianze?

"Received the signal, we are late." A purple-clothed and silver-armored fairy came with a long sword, stood still and bowed his hands to Elder Fakong, and said, "My Qing Huizong sect unfortunately has such a shameless scum, Thank you for taking care of it for three years."

Fakong said: "Amitabha, Lord Shouyang is very polite."

Sure enough, it was Su Ziyu's second brother, Shouyang Lord Gao Tianze.Gao Tianze was born with a distinguished family background and boundless mana. After cultivating immortality, he devoted himself to the Tao and clearly distinguished what he likes and what he hates, but his mind is very upright and simple, and he does not help relatives.As long as he did something wrong, even if it was his own father, he would chop it up without hesitation.

Gao Tianze is cold and arrogant and doesn't make friends easily. At that time, only Su Ziyu and Gao Tianze were from the same school with a strong relationship, and they were willing to stab each other.However, knowing that Su Ziyu turned out to be someone else's cultivator who had been smoked, Gao Tianze immediately drew his sword and faced his best friend.

However, Su Ziyu can also understand that for someone as upright as Gao Tianze, if he didn't join the thousands of people on Wan Qingya to attack him and kill him, he already counted his brotherhood.Of course he has no reason to let himself go today.

Originally, he thought that his heart could be as calm as a rock when facing this group of people, but after seeing Gao Tianze, Su Ziyu's heart couldn't help trembling.

After all, they have been facing each other day and night for a whole ten years.

1 irrelevant people scolded him bloody, Su Ziyu can still talk and laugh happily.However, a knife stabbed in the heart by a close relative is 1 times more painful than [-] strangers stabbing themselves [-] times.

Su Ziyu calmed down, and said to himself: "Forget it. There are many enemies, and this one is not bad."

"Su Ziyu!" Gao Tianze said, facing each other with a horizontal knife, "You are also the only one in my life, Gao Tianze, who has done such unconscionable things and has not been killed! What else do you have to say?!"

Su Ziyu said lightly: "There's nothing to say, come on."

"Sure enough, he is a cold hearted person!"

As soon as the long knife came out, the thunder and the wind were startled, and it slashed at Su Ziyu with great strength.

The sword, wind and sword energy collided with each other, and the sky was dark and the sky was dark.

Although Su Ziyu didn't have a magic weapon by his side, the magic power given by the system was only limited in time, but there was no limit on the amount of it.The stream is endless, overwhelming.

Although the mana will not be exhausted, Su Ziyu only used [-]% of his strength.All his life, he likes to be a human being and stay on the front line, as long as he can protect himself or control the opponent. No matter when, he never aims to kill them all.

This seven-point strength has already made Gao Tianze frowned tightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Most Buddhist cultivators are used to being timid and fearful. Fakong dared not fight Su Ziyu alone, but Gao Tianze had already rushed forward. Seeing that Gao Tianze was not in a good position to lose the wind, Fakong immediately took out the nine-ringed staff in his hand and shouted loudly. : "I come to wish you a helping hand!"

One against two, and he didn't have much time, so Su Ziyu decided to make a quick decision. With a sudden force, the surging sword energy shocked both Fakong and Gao Tianze back a step, before barely standing still.

At the heels where Gao Tianze and Fakong barely stood, the bluestone floor had been crushed to pieces.

Su Ziyu was about to run away immediately, when he heard a group of people not far away shouting "Shouyang Lord!" Then, more than a dozen young men in white clothes with swords rushed towards him one after another, scrambling the way he escaped. blocked.

Su Ziyu raised his eyes slightly following the voice, and saw that it was the juniors from Qing Huizong's sect who came.They may have just followed Gao Tianze out to practice and happened to be passing by. After Gao Tianze saw the signal from Mount Jiuhua, Yu Dao was one step ahead of them. They should have just arrived following the instructions.

These dozen or so teenagers all looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, all of them were dressed in white and carried swords, and they were in high spirits.

Su Ziyu knew almost all of these juniors.Not only do they know each other, but they are also very familiar.

Seeing Su Ziyu, the young men in white clothes were startled first, then they were taken aback for a moment, and they shouted "Qingyi-jun!" in unison.

After all, he was still a child, and there was no hostility or malice in his tone, and there was even a hint of surprise in his tone.

Probably because he was used to being hostile by everyone, Su Ziyu was taken aback by their shouts, and then nodded slightly as a response to them.

Gao Tianze was annoyed by the behavior of these juniors, and said angrily: "Put the sword formation quickly! Don't let him go!"

It can be said that Su Ziyu grew up watching this group of young boys. They all treated Su Ziyu as their master, and hesitated for a while. Under the pressure of Gao Tianze, they still dared not step forward, and quickly surrounded Su Ziyu in the middle.

The thirteen long swords with cold light faced each other, facing the one in Tsing Yi who was surrounded in the middle.The sword lights were as bright as snow, reflecting the old and dim Tsing Yi in the center.The besieged people did not appear to be in a state of distress or desolation, but looked like Ling Shuang Aoxue's pruning bamboo, which made people's hearts throbbing.

Su Ziyu originally thought that if he was a person who wore books, even if he was scolded by thousands of people, he would still be painless.However, after ten years of friendship, people are not grass and trees, and who can be ruthless.

What's more, these juniors were all cultivated by themselves, and now they are facing each other with swords, Su Ziyu is a little confused about what he feels in his heart.

If they were as resolute and ruthless as Gao Tianze when they came up, Su Ziyu could be more decisive in his attack.And these teenagers, who have already been ruined and notorious, are still calling themselves in surprise just now, no matter how cruel they are, they will not be able to kill them.

And the thirteen teenagers also hesitated to do it.

Seeing their embarrassment, Su Ziyu said: "I told you that you should avoid being indecisive when things happen, let's go together!"

The thirteen teenagers attacked together as if they had heard the order.Su Ziyu quickly recognized that the so-called sword formation that Gao Tianze asked them to put up was exactly the "Yuntai Thirteen Swords" created by him back then.

Su Ziyu smiled, although these immortal cultivators despised him when he mentioned his name.But the swordsmanship created by themselves, they have studied hard and practiced it well.

The Thirteen Swords of Yuntai was created by Su Ziyu when he watched the changing clouds and neon on the top of Tiantai Mountain. The Thirteen Swords are like clouds and lightning, unpredictable.Among the thirteen swords of Yuntai, the swordsmanship of any one of them is as random as clouds and mist, but the combination of the thirteen swords has achieved the most seamless swordsmanship in the world.

Since the creation of Yuntai Thirteen Swords, it has been invincible in slaying demons and eliminating evil, and its reputation has spread far and wide.Cultivators have only heard of its name, but have never seen its power with their own eyes.Anyone who has seen the Thirteen Swords of Yuntai, no matter whether he is a demon ancestor or a generation of evil kings, has never survived.

It's just because this sword technique has already become selfless and formless, so it can change infinitely and unpredictablely, so even its founder Su Ziyu himself doesn't know how it will use this time.

And I don't know which genius has improved the sword technique. Su Ziyu's calm demeanor, which has always left three points in the bottom of the sword, has now been changed to the most vicious and fierce killing move.And the disciples taught by Su Ziyu have always been decisive. Once they make a move, their subordinates will never show any kindness to their opponents for any reason.

The thirteen long swords flew from all directions like thirteen white rainbows, and the group of Nine Flower Sect Buddhist cultivators around them didn't have time to see their moves clearly. The speed is faster than the treacherous changes of the wind and cloud, stirring up the wind and thunder in the sky.

As Su Ziyu accepted the challenge, he couldn't help saying inwardly, "Beautiful!"

It is worthy of the swordsmanship I created, and it is worthy of the younger generation I educated.Although this sword technique is a 2.0 version, it is also my original creation.

The Thirteen Swords of Yuntai seem to be loose, but they are better than the world's pinnacle of exquisiteness; they seem to have no tricks, but they are better than all the world's profound tricks.Taoism is invisible, and so is swordsmanship.See what you can't see, hear what you can't hear, and avoid what you can't reach.

There is such a sword technique in the world, it is really worthy of its reputation all over the world.

However, in the world, hardness and softness complement each other, and yin and yang coexist.Su Ziyu created this sword technique with softness and emptiness, but condensed it into a supreme killing intent. Although this fierce version of the sword technique is fierce, he doesn't know that things will be reversed when they are extreme, and the strong will be weak.After Su Ziyu barely dealt with the first few fierce moves, he saw the flaw in it.

The softest overcomes the strong, the weakest overcomes the strong.Su Ziyu's sword intent became supple and gentle, and he was able to handle the sharp moves with ease.

All the monks onlookers couldn't help admiring and sighing inwardly, but before they could finish admiring the majestic power of the thirteen swords of Yuntai, they heard a "clang", and a long sword was knocked down to the ground.

The long sword that fell to the ground did not fall flat on the ground, but the blade plunged deep into the ground paved with bluestone. The three-foot sword body was gone, only the silver-white hilt was exposed from the ground. It can be seen that the strength of knocking down this sword is great.

The moment the long sword fell to the ground, Su Ziyu tapped his toe, and fell to the ground lightly.Tsing Yi had a dashing demeanor and was unscathed.

Immediately afterwards, the thirteen disciples of Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty still fell around Su Ziyu and surrounded him.However, among the thirteen people, there were only twelve swords left in their hands.

Knowing that it was impossible, the disciples of Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty did not flinch at all, and raised their swords again to attack. Su Ziyu just dodged a few times, "Keng! Keng! Keng!" The sword fell to the ground in a "crash, clatter" like heavy snow.

The Buddha cultivators present were dumbfounded.

Gao Tianze was startled, and immediately drew his sword to meet him again. Suddenly, a young monk hurried up from the mountain behind him, and reported out of breath, "Report to the abbot! Yun... Yun Hanyan is here !!!”

The little monk stammered, his face was full of horror, and he continued: "The mountain...is outside the mountain gate...it can't be stopped at all..."

After all, Yun Hanyan was also a gentleman of a generation, and this little monk didn't call him "Suxuanjun", but "Yun Hanyan".

And didn't Yun Hanyan come to help catch him?Why are these people so nervous about his appearance and trying to stop him?Su Ziyu secretly felt that something was wrong, but she didn't have the energy to think about it.

Yun Hanyan came, after all, it was because of the narrow road to the enemy.

Su Ziyu only had half an hour, so he couldn't bear it.Half an hour is more than enough to deal with these people, but it is really difficult to slip away from the most insane, cool, domineering male protagonist Yun Hanyan in this book within half an hour Like going to heaven.

If he was really bumped into by Yun Hanyan here, he would be in big trouble.He must find a way to get out before he finds himself!

When the group of Buddhist cultivators around heard Yun Hanyan's arrival, they all seemed to be more frightened than Su Ziyu's heart, and they all looked at Gao Tianze and Fakong.

Fakong clenched the staff in his hand, and said helplessly, "Amitabha, it's really a sin, a sin."

Gao Tianze also frowned fiercely, as if he was thinking about which of the two big troubles to deal with first.Finally, he still raised the long knife in his hand, and with a mighty force, he slashed at Su Ziyu's eyebrows.

The author has something to say: [1] Jiuhua Mountain is called casually, please do not substitute reality.

[2] The central idea of ​​this paragraph is adapted from Lu You's "Small Boat Tour Near the Village and Boat Return": "Who cares about right and wrong after death".