You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Before everyone set off for Xuecheng, Shen Qingze stared at their clothes and sighed.

Lu Qianchuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and gave him a lukewarm look.

Shen Qingze immediately withdrew his gaze, stood up respectfully, spread his folding fan to cover his face, and peeked furtively from the top of the fan.

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

He was so awkward that he didn't know where to put his hands, but Mo Chenyuan was very open-minded, allowing several people to look at him carelessly, and even rolled up his sleeves, asking: "How is the change?"

Shen Qingze immediately praised: "Look at this stitch, look at this embroidery, the second senior brother's skills are getting more and more exquisite."

Liu Qingkui said coolly: "Yes, hurry up and get married someday."

All the brothers and sisters were there, Lu Qianchuan felt that Liu Qingkui's words were really inappropriate, so he frowned and coughed lightly.

He hoped that Mo Chenyuan would have a lot of adults and not be as knowledgeable as Liu Qingkui, but Mo Chenyuan was generally able to live up to his expectations.

He confronted Liu Qingkui half-heartedly, and hummed: "Even if I really want to marry, I will marry someone as glorious as senior brother. Junior brother Liu should not think about it."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

While talking, several elders walked over together, Qi Zehua said quickly: "Who is married or not, how old is he, and how decent he is."

I don't know if this uncle is really innocent, or if he hides it too cleverly, Lu Qianchuan searched for two years, but still couldn't find any evidence that he betrayed the sect.

A question has been held in his stomach for two years, and he is not dead and is about to grow hair. His suspicion of Qi Zehua is getting weaker and less wary, so he followed his words and said: "Everyone stand in line and get ready to go!" .”

When everyone arrived at Xuecheng with their swords, they saw a bunch of flowers.

Wuming sneered: "I don't know which ghost came up with the name Xuecheng. It is obviously located in the extreme south, but it has such a name of ice and snow."

"Ghost" Lu Qianchuan looked at this bustling city that was like spring all the year round, and said yes again and again.

Xuecheng is not like Wanlingzong, who has always been steadfast in cultivating immortals. The first city lord of this city was originally a big merchant. In the hands of a city lord who was obsessed with cultivating immortals, he forcibly turned a prosperous shopping mall into a sect of cultivating immortals.

Now in the hands of Lu Fengyi, the city still retains the prosperity of a big commercial city in the past, and also has the majesty and detachment of Xianmen Dazong. The fusion of two completely different styles is unobtrusive and natural.

Because of the close personal relationship between Yan Zi'an and Lu Fengyi, everyone skipped all the city entry inspections and went directly to the city lord's residence in the center of the city.

A little boy who looked no more than fourteen seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw everyone, he stepped forward without any hesitation, bowed down and saluted, and said respectfully: "Sect Master Yan, don't blame me. My city master is still in seclusion. The city master told me to take everyone first After a tour, he will leave the customs in a few days."

Lu Qianchuan heard the chattering of his juniors and younger sisters behind him, saying that Lu Fengyi was too reckless and unrestrained, he coughed lightly with no expression on his face, and everyone behind him fell silent instantly.

After Yan Zi'an and the others discussed for a while, Qin Yufeng said: "Everyone can arrange it on their own. Those who want to go to the residence first follow the little brothers over there, and those who want to visit first follow the little brothers here. It's best Walk together, don't get separated, and don't make trouble."

Everyone should be.

Mo Chenyuan rushed ahead of Liu Qingkui and asked, "How do you want to arrange it, senior brother?"

Lu Qianchuan was not tired, and he didn't pay much attention to the guest room he lived in. After thinking about it, he said, "Let me go shopping with this little brother."

He gestured to the little monk who came forward to greet him just now. Although the little boy was young, he had the demeanor of a master, and nodded calmly.

The little monk calmly led them along a path by the lake, with a calm expression as if he could not hear the discussion behind him.

Liu Qingkui crossed her hands behind her head, and kicked her legs step by step: "Elder brother, what kind of expression is this, I just happened to be on the way."

Mo Chenyuan held his head high, with his hands behind his back: "Subway."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Wuming laughed gloatingly, and sighed.

Lu Qianchuan really felt that he might have owed the three of them how much in his previous life, so he would be tortured by them in this life.

He touched the left brow bone, suppressed the lively and throbbing vein, forced himself to ignore the flirtation between Liu Qingkui and Mo Chenyuan, and kept looking at the lake as if admiring the scenery.

The climate in Syracuse is pleasant and there are many flowers and trees. There are many plants that Lu Qianchuan has never seen before on the surface of the lake and beside the lake. However, compared with these strange flowers and trees, he is more curious about the pavilion with white gauze curtains in the center of the lake.

The Huxin Pavilion seems to be integrated with the lake scenery and complement each other.It is not small in size, but overall it is very elegant. The white gauze moves with the wind from time to time, arousing the thoughts of passers-by.

Lu Qianchuan couldn't help but said: "This lake pavilion is really unique."

The little boy who was still talking and introducing the history of Syracuse suddenly paused, and a little panic at his age finally appeared on his face, but he quickly adjusted his state, covered up the momentary panic, and calmly " Hmm" sounded.

Mo Chenyuan raised his eyebrows interestingly.

That pavilion was too conspicuous, even if he and Liu Qingkui were concentrating on arguing, he could not help being distracted.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this is a pavilion that is more pleasing to the daughter's family.

The interest on his face flashed, and soon became less interested.No matter who built the pavilion or for whom it was built, it has nothing to do with them.

It's good to listen to other people's beauty, and it's good if you don't hear it.There is still a big brother in his heart that has not been resolved, so how can he care about other people's business.

The scenery of Syracuse is unique. Along the way, Lu Qianchuan saw countless flowers and plants that cannot be named, and the various gadgets placed in the shops on both sides of the road are even more dizzying.

If there were no two annoying spirits walking and making noise behind him, he felt that he could walk around here for a day.

Really annoyed by Liu Qingkui and Mo Chenyuan, he cupped his hands to the boy who led the way: "Please trouble little brother, let's see here first, please take us back to our room."

After finishing speaking, he felt something was wrong again, and turned his head to ask for their opinions: "Do you want to..."

"I'm with you!" Mo Chenyuan and Liu Qingkui said in unison.

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Well, he knew he couldn't hide.

They arrived earlier and rested in Xuecheng for a few days before Lu Fengyi slowly left the customs.

The day he left the customs was the first day of the Sword Discussion Conference.

As the host, Lu Fengyi did not have any courtesy that a host should have.He stood in the center of everyone's eyes, and when all the monks were waiting to hear the opinion of the city lord of Xuecheng, who was also known as "Longzhou Shuangbi" along with Yan Zi'an, Shi Shiran announced: "The sword discussion conference begins now. "

Then, bathed in admiring gazes, he sat back without changing his expression.

The deputy city lord sitting at the bottom is probably used to his appearance, and it seems that he has been prepared for a long time.He directly skipped over the city lord, stood up and made a long speech, and what he said was nothing more than what he had to say.

Lu Qianchuan thought to himself: "The people in Xuecheng are... really free and easy."

He had been in close contact with Lu Fengyi in the past two years, and he knew about the character of the city lord. He thought it was just the city lord Lu who was careless and acted casually. He never thought that everyone in Xuecheng was like this.

Wuming seemed to dislike Lu Fengyi all the time, and criticized mercilessly: "He is not serious all the time, how dare this kind of person be the city lord?"

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps, let's forget it.

At this point, the Sword Discussion Conference officially started, and Lu Qianchuan stood with Mo Chenyuan as planned.

He searched around anxiously, and was secretly relieved when he saw Liu Qingkui, who was on the same team as Shen Qingze, beckoning him friendly.

The first session of the Sword Discussion Conference is the Trial of the Secret Realm.

There are tens of thousands of monks participating in the Sword Discussion Conference, but there are only four in the secret realm.That is to say, tens of thousands of monks will enter the same secret realm to compete for the fire glass in the secret realm.

In each secret realm, fifteen fire glazes were placed in advance by Xuecheng disciples. If two members of the same team find seven, they will pass the level. The team is first.

The Sword Discussion Conference is held every four years. In the previous hundred years, only Yan Zi'an and Lu Fengyi were the only teams that met the requirement of finding all seven fire colored glazes and cleared the level.

The seats of the three palace masters of Wanlingzong were very close to each other, and everyone looked at them with trusting and expectant eyes, as if they had already predicted that Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan were the second Yan Zi'an and Lu Fengyi.

Lu Qianchuan silently withdrew his gaze from accidentally meeting Shu Jixue, he was a little weak-legged due to heavy responsibilities.

Mo Chenyuan gently pushed him: "Elder brother, let's go."

The two entered the secret realm side by side.

There are countless Xuecheng disciples who act as supervisors everywhere in the secret territory. On the one hand, they supervise the disciples of the immortal sects not to cheat, and on the other hand, they also prevent them from fighting for Huoliuli.

Outside the secret realm, in front of Lu Fengyi and other grandmasters, there were four gigantic stone mirrors neatly displayed, and the mirrors were completely empty.

When a monk finds the first fire glass, the mirror will automatically show the two monks and their surroundings. As more and more people find the fire glass, the mirror will always focus on the team holding the most fire glass .

The four stone mirrors correspond to the four secret realms. The elders of each sect are staring nervously at the stone mirror where their favorite disciple is, secretly hoping that the face of their disciple will be the first to appear on it.

After a brief silence, the stone mirror on the far left was the first to change.

The first thing that appeared on the mirror was a slender jade-like hand, which was holding a red glazed bead all over.

Then, with the hand as the point, the picture gradually expanded, and two tall and handsome men in white clothes were reflected on the mirror. Behind them was a gray-green dark forest.

Shu Jixue and Qi Zehua looked at each other, and they both saw a twinge of joy in each other's eyes.

Those two were naturally Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan. Through the scenery on the stone mirror, Yan Zi'an and others knew that they had entered the most difficult ghost forest.

Qin Yufeng whispered: "It's not easy."

Yanzi An said: "No problem."

Envious or jealous eyes from the banquet were cast towards Wan Lingzong, they just pretended not to see them, and sat on their seats without moving, staring at the mirror intently.

Lu Qianchuan put the fire glaze in his hand into the Qiankun bag, and walked to the next place side by side with Mo Chenyuan.

He sighed: "You can go wherever you say, I'm afraid my luck will only hinder me."

Just now he mentioned three places in a row, but the two walked by one by one but found nothing. Lu Qianchuan, who felt deeply that he was not a chieftain, asked Mo Chenyuan to say something casually, and when the two arrived, they really hit the jackpot.

Mo Chenyuan pointedly said: "My luck has always been good."

He glanced at Lu Qianchuan thoughtfully.

Lu Qianchuan didn't look at him, and thought in frustration, "I'm afraid this is the difference between the hero and the villain."