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

Lu Qianchuan was a little flustered. He didn't ignore him no matter what OOC[-] did before, but this time he said he was autistic and he was autistic. Could it be that he felt that his mud would not be able to support the wall and planned to change the host?

Lu Qianchuan wanted to cry a little.

I'm also close to autism.

Mo Chenyuan closed the pages of the book calmly, hid the two secret books at the back of the bookshelf, and said to Lu Qianchuan: "Thank you, brother, I will definitely practice harder and live up to my kindness."

When he said "good intentions", he clenched his teeth tightly, as if the two words were squeezed out of his throat.

Lu Qianchuan felt strange, but couldn't figure out what Mo Chenyuan was fussing about, so he went down the slope and said: "That's good, you should be calm when you practice, and don't rush for success and cause trouble."

"Okay." Mo Chenyuan said.

He told Mo Chenyuan a few more words, and Mo Chenyuan no longer was full of stabs and contradictory words like when he first met, and he didn't show any impatience on his face, he just listened quietly and echoed from time to time.

Lu Qianchuan was very satisfied.

If this state can be maintained, he will not end up in a lingering end.

Back in Qianshuju, Lu Qianchuan stood in front of the peach grove in his courtyard, feeling relaxed and happy.

Most of the peach blossoms have withered, and only some of the extraordinarily strong ones are still hanging on the branches, complementing each other with the verdant green leaves, and a few pinks are brought out in the monstrous green waves.

"The scenery here is nice."

Suddenly a voice sounded in his mind, Lu Qianchuan was startled, and shouted: "Who is it?"

This is not [-]'s undulating system voice, but the deep and magnetic voice of an adult man. With just a few words, he speaks in a careless and free and easy way.

The voice continued: "There's no need to look for it, I'm in your body."

"Excuse me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as you know that I won't hurt you."

"Why so sure?"

The voice sneered: "I am in your body, and I am a grasshopper on the same rope with you. If I hurt you, wouldn't I also run out of fuel?"

Lu Qianchuan didn't dare to take it lightly: "How do I know that you don't want to take my home?"

"Haha, smart!" The voice laughed loudly, and it became a little brighter, "But don't worry, I won't take away the home of a little monk from you."

Lu Qianchuan's heart sank.

With his cultivation base, he can be said to be the best among the disciples of his generation, but this voice is so rampant, either, it is a lunatic who does not know the heights of the world, or, because of his strength, he has to live in his body.

"Senior, I'm sorry, but this junior is rude." After thinking for a while, Lu Qianchuan slowed down his tone, intending to have a chat with this voice.

"I don't know what to call senior?" Lu Qianchuan tentatively asked.

"What's your name?" The voice snorted coldly, and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter what you call it, you can call it whatever you like."

"This..." Lu Qianchuan originally wanted to use his name to find out the identity of this person, but after being pushed like this, he found himself in trouble, and said again, "Then I will call you Unknown Senior?"

As long as a monk with a bit of reputation will not wrong himself to be crowned with the title of "nameless".

But the voice said: "No Name? It's a good name, let's call it that!"

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Is this person open-minded and unrestrained and doesn't care about things outside his body, or is he born with a lack of strings in his mind and doesn't know what he's saying?

Wuming waited for a long time, but did not hear him, so he asked: "You asked me so many questions, let me ask you one."

"Senior, please speak."

"Who are you? What's your name?"

Lu Qianchuan suddenly wanted to slap himself just now.

This person doesn't even know who he is, no wonder he was so arrogant just now.

Lu Qianchuan was a little helpless, and said: "Under the sect of Xiawanlingzong, Lu Qianchuan."

Nameless fell into silence.

After a while, Lu Qianchuan had already walked into the room before he continued to ask, "Are you a member of the Wanling Sect?"

"Yes."

"Whose disciple?"

"My teacher's surname is Yan."

Wuming was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice was five minutes lower: "Yanzi Ann?"

"Yes."

"Are you Yan Zi'an's disciple?"

Lu Qianchuan was puzzled, and Che Jilu repeated the words several times before replying: "Yes."

Nameless no longer speaks.

Lu Qianchuan came across two big characters and read half of an ancient prose before Wuming interrupted again: "Your cultivation base is not low, but the flow of spiritual energy is slow and stagnant, which should be caused by your inability to use your spiritual power freely. .”

Lu Qianchuan loosened his hand, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

Nameless said, every word makes sense.

"Are you really Yan Zi'an's disciple? How could Liu Guangjian Yan Zi'an accept a disciple like you?"

The two questions just stuck in Lu Qianchuan's heart, and made his heart ache, so he didn't get angry: "Senior, do you think you care too much?"

Wuming didn't care about his questioning at all, and continued: "Your master, with a flowing light sword, can drive away demons and defend against ten thousand enemies. When the flowing light sword comes out, gods and ghosts will weep."

"At your level, who can believe that you are Yan Zi'an's disciple?"

Lu Qianchuan has never heard such a harsh rebuke since he crossed over.

The master and several uncles all praised him full of praise, and the juniors also admired him. Gradually, Lu Qianchuan got used to standing on a high place. When he heard such words suddenly, he was anxious and angry, and soon his face turned red. up.

Wuming still doesn't let him go: "Jiaojiao gentleman, virtuous and brilliant. Yan Zi'an has always been a role model for the world, but you are so irritable and irritable. You are really..."

"I really am!" Lu Qianchuan interrupted him roughly.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately realized that he was OOC, he hurriedly stabilized his tone, and continued: "If you have any doubts, senior, you may wish to confront my master."

Nameless stopped talking.

After a long time, Wuming spoke again, seeming to sigh: "You are really Yan Zi'an's disciple..."

Lu Qianchuan: "..."

Is he just embarrassing Master like this?Why is Wuming still struggling with this problem?

After a while, Wuming sighed: "Forget it, that's it."

Lu Qianchuan couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "If senior dislikes my shell, why don't you find another job."

Wuming snorted, and laughed at his whimsical taunt: "You think the host can be changed at will?"

Lu Qianchuan didn't answer.

Not the best.

He was still waiting for [-] to come back and scold him OOC.

Wuming sighed again: "Everyone has a time when they are young and disobedient. You are already considered a genius with such a cultivation level at such a young age, but it is useless if you have a cultivation level and don't know how to use it. How about it, you retreat for a few days , I will guide you how to use your spiritual power."

"Is this true?" Lu Qianchuan was overjoyed.

Wuming hated iron and steel and said: "Since I have already got on your body, I will give you some things as a reward, so that you won't say that I crossed the river and demolished bridges, unloaded mills and killed donkeys in the future."

Lu Qianchuan didn't mind that he compared himself to a donkey. From Wuming's tone, he could feel that the other party had no malice towards him.

Lu Qianchuan was overjoyed, packed up his things and went to Yanzi'an's Shao'an residence.

Before entering the courtyard, he saw the crabapple in front of Yanzi's gate from a distance, with flowers blooming on it, which was more beautiful and fierce than Lu Qianchuan's a few days ago.

Among the gentle and small plants, there seems to be a domineering meaning.

Wuming saw Haitang in Lu Qianchuan's field of vision, thousands of words came to his mind, and finally turned into a long sigh.

To Lu Qianchuan's surprise, the closer he got to Yan Zi'an's yard, the more Wuming settled down, and finally reached the point where he didn't even respond to calls.

Yan Zi'an was not surprised when he heard that Lu Qianchuan said that he was going to retreat. It seemed that if Lu Qianchuan didn't come to him, he would go to Lu Qianchuan.

Yan Zi'an took a sip of tea, and said unhurriedly: "After the beast tide last time, I feel that you seem to be a little different from before. After passing through the barrier of life and death, one's mood will always change. Master sees it. It turns out that you are more gentle and flexible than before."

Lu Qianchuan lowered his head and said yes, his palms were sweating.

I don't know whether Yan Zi'an's words are praise or derogation, after all, what he admired before was the selfless, cold and strong Lu Qianchuan.

Yan Zi'an didn't notice his small movements, and continued: "This is very good."

"In the past, you were proud and arrogant, and you were strict and outspoken, but you were still admired and admired by your juniors. This is very good."

"Now, although you are not as upright and upright as that, after all, you are tall and humble, and you can walk with the light and relax with the times, which is naturally very good."

"Asakawa, Master said these words just to let you understand: you are straightforward and honest, and you are the chief disciple of the Myriad Souls Sect after you leave the sect; You are unrestrained and unrestrained, and you are still the chief disciple of the Wanling Sect after you leave the sect."

Yan Zi'an smiled slightly: "No matter what, Wanlingzong will always stand behind you."

Lu Qianchuan was shocked, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He stood up, gave a big gift, and knelt down in front of Yan Zi'an: "My disciple, thank you, Master!"

Yan Zi'an helped him up dumbfounded: "What are you doing with such a grand ceremony? I haven't seen you perform such a grand ceremony in several years."

Taking advantage of his inattention, Lu Qianchuan quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at him rather embarrassedly.

From the age of ten to the age of 28, for a full 18 years, he has been gritting his teeth and relying on himself to survive. No one has ever said to him "I will always stand behind you".

Lu Qianchuan's nasal cavity was sore, and he almost burst into tears.

He held back quickly, and repeated again: "The disciple thanked Master."

Lu Qianchuan patted him on the shoulder, hesitated for a moment, then put his hand gently on his head as a comfort.

"However," Yan Zi'an's voice changed, "No matter how your personality changes, you must not let go of your cultivation."

Lu Qianchuan was ashamed, and said embarrassingly: "I understand, I will practice in seclusion now."

Wuming let out a smug hum at the right time.

Yan Zi'an then said: "After retreating, have you decided who to entrust your affairs in Rufeng Palace to?"

With a name on his lips, before Lu Qianchuan could speak, Yan Zi'an answered, "It really is Mo Chenyuan?"

His delicate brows were slightly frowned, and he asked in puzzlement, "Why do you suddenly have such a good relationship with Shen Yuan?"

Lu Qianchuan hastily confessed what he had been thinking about for a month: "This disciple thinks that Junior Brother Shen Yuan is just obsessed for a while, but in fact he is tough and talented in his heart. If he is strengthened and cultivated, his future will be limitless."

Yan Zian nodded and said: "I see, you should concentrate on preparing for the retreat. I will talk to Shen Yuan."

Lu Qianchuan immediately cupped his hands: "Thank you, Master."

Yan Zi'an shook her head, smiling helplessly: "Thank you for what I did, but it made you and me a lot better."

Lu Qianchuan smiled slightly, said goodbye and left.

As soon as his clothes disappeared at the gate of Yanzi'an's courtyard, another person came in front of Yanzi'an's gate without being invited.

Yan Zi'an beckoned him in and asked, "You heard everything."

Mo Chenyuan bowed and replied: "Thank you, Sect Master, for being tolerant of the disciples, and didn't point it out."

Yan Zian: "Since you have heard everything, prepare to take over Rufeng Palace. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Palace Master Qin or other senior brothers. Asakawa attaches great importance to you, and I hope you can repay this expectation." .”

Mo Chenyuan said: "The disciple must put all his energy into thinking and live up to his brother's entrustment."

Yan Zi'an nodded in satisfaction, and after thinking for a while, her voice was full of seriousness: "Shen Yuan, you are extremely talented, and it can be said that you are on par with Asakawa. Unlimited."

Mo Chenyuan said: "The disciple understands."

Yan Zian said: "Then we have to redouble our efforts. Do you know that the master of Wanling Sect will never have only one personal apprentice?"

Mo Chenyuan was startled, and looked at Yan Zi'an with an expression of disbelief, what responded to him was Yan Zi'an's calm gaze and stern face.

Mo Chenyuan lowered his head again, leaned over and saluted: "Disciple understands."

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