He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

Beiming is the most vast and boundless sea of ​​clouds on the five continents. No one has ever set foot on the deepest part to find the end of the universe. Many mysterious legends have been bred in the white clouds.

"Damn! I forgot to bring Chu Yuling and Miss Li with me!" He Xichen, who was riding on the dragon's back, suddenly thought of something, pursed his lips angrily, and then forgot about it, and the crane feathers on the jade crown followed Shaking around for a while, "It's okay, those two people will definitely go to Jintai ceremony again."

Buzhou, the only Dragon God in the world, spit out a mouthful of dragon breath, which condensed into ice mist in the starry sky, and asked: "Why haven't you separated yourself from that kid, I think you two's "Qi" are still entangled? "

He Xichen smiled: "It's a long story, so I won't talk about it. Anyway, I will avoid him in the future, and nothing will happen."

Zhuang Buzhou swung his dragon's tail lightly, and swam into the tumbling clouds: "Most deceitful masters are paranoid and withdrawn, and it's not so easy to let it go."

"Hmph, if you don't want to give up, you won't give up, I'm afraid he won't succeed!" He Xichen put Fuchen on his shoulder indifferently, and then said seriously, "Long Er, how about the magic cultivator?"

Zhuang Buzhou's eyes were fixed, and he said solemnly: "The seal of the demon realm is loose, and the battle between immortals and demons may not be far away." He thought of the riots in the demon realm 100 years ago, when people were devastated and mourned.Numerous monks and scattered immortals rushed to Xizhou to guard the border one after another. The blood river was blocked by bones, and the sound of chanting sutras from Leiyin Temple to purify resentment did not stop for a moment.

A trace of worry flashed in He Xichen's eyes - no wonder all the sects and sects of Jintai Li sent their top disciples to escort them this time. The seniors in the world of cultivating immortals must have been discussing countermeasures. I hope the situation has not reached the worst point!

The two were solemn for a while, and suddenly they heard the wanton and heroic singing from far to near, the voice was loud and loud, containing Xiao Xiao sword spirit, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, which made people's thoughts surge.

"Clouds hang down on the plains. The huts are covered by bamboo fences. The quiet and secluded residence is really chic. It's a green and red place.

The husband uses Tangtang.And don't have five corners and six cards.If there is a cup of fragrant wine, there is no harm in being free and unrestrained. "

"Wonderful!" The gloom in Zhuang Buzhou's heart disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl and chant the dragon's chant to make peace.

He Xichen's expression moved slightly, he got up and looked into the distance, the blue hair band curled up the twinkling stars, and the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind.I saw the dark blue night like a calm sea, a reed boat floated freely, and the fisherman sitting cross-legged at the head of the boat, with a slight beard on his lips, messy hair, unruly.

"Yeah! Isn't this Junior Brother He?" The fisherman raised his lazy eyelids and pretended to be surprised.

The Xuantie black sword hanging behind his back suddenly burst out with a clear sword sound, and the sword was shaken away like water ripples, and He Xichen, who came from Feng Xu Yufeng, was swept away by the dust and landed on the boat lightly.

"Senior Brother Tu, why do you use this trick every time you see me?" He Xichen couldn't laugh or cry.

Tu Mingzhou picked up the wine gourd in his hand and took a sip, and said straightforwardly: "I'll try to see if your skill has regressed. If you regress, I will throw you into the Ten Thousand Springs to wash and scrub, and then send you to the bed of the witch in the Demon Realm !"

"Hey, does sister-in-law know that Senior Brother Tu is so aware of where the demon girl is staying?" He Xichen teased.

"Don't mention her! Don't mention her!" Tu Mingzhou was devastated, his internal organs ached, and his messy eyebrows twisted into curved caterpillars.

Zhuang Buzhou transformed into a human form, with a hearty and clear gesture like Matsushita's wind, and said with a smile: "It turns out that He'er's life-long event has not been decided, but I know a few fairies, Shuli Yazheng, who are dozens of rounds older than you. After practicing People, why do you care so much about age, if He Er—"

"Stop, stop!" He Xichen gave him a helpless look, "What nonsense are you talking about, Long Er, Senior Brother Tu, you two don't eat carrots and worry about it, my master doesn't have as many things as you!"

"Hahahaha! I think what Your Excellency Dragon God said is quite reasonable." Tu Mingzhou had recognized Zhuang Buzhou's identity a long time ago, but he was not too surprised, probably because He Xichen was traveling with him.He Xichen would not be surprised even if he called the bright moon from the sky down to drink together, he would just pick up the wine gourd and join in.

He Xichen sighed and asked, "Senior Brother Tu, why are you here?"

Tu Mingzhou flicked his fishing rod angrily, and said, "Isn't I punished to go fishing in Wanchongquan? I haven't seen a single fish after fishing for a month, and this boat drifted here somehow!"

Zhuang Buzhou moved his nose, teasingly said: "The fish really don't know how to be lucky, they use the "Dukang wine" brewed by Shanghuangguquan as bait, and they refuse to take the bait? "

"Speaking of my heart!" Tu Ming said angrily on Zhou Yi.

"I'll fuck you!" He Xichen clicked his tongue, lifted his clothes and stepped on his back, "Old Tu! The Demon Realm is in turmoil, hurry back with us!"

When Tu Mingzhou turned his head, the smirk on his face was gone, only awe-inspiring determination remained: "Really?"

He Xichen nodded: "Really!"

"Fuck!" Tu Mingzhou's face turned cold instantly, he steered the helm to open the way, still holding the fishing rod in his hand, and the wine gourd under the fishing rod exuded a strong aroma of wine, "Why didn't the old man talk to me?"

"It's a big deal, and no news is the best news."

The night was clear and dustless, the moon was as silvery, and the wind shattered the stars. The boat pushed away the clouds and moved quickly to the Jixia Academy in Zhongzhou.In a hundred-year cycle, the vicissitudes of life under the clouds have changed one crop after another. Newcomers and old people, those who have died from foreign lands, those who asked to climb to the top, the beautiful faces and withered bones, all turned into loess.

The cold wind howled, like a bowstring being plucked, the sound of the string clanging, passed by Zhuang Buzhou's ears.His hibiscus-colored sleeves were filled with cold wind, and he gradually frowned, and finally opened his eyes suddenly, and said, "Tu Mingzhou, I know you are impatient, but—brother, you have gone astray! This is all on Kunpeng Road !!"

He Xichen staggered, strangled his neck with his fly whisk angrily, and cursed, "You fucking don't know the way, so why don't you tell me sooner!"

Tu Mingzhou pushed his chin with a backhand palm: "Why the hell do I not know the way! No, it took a little longer than others, why didn't I know the way?!"

"Fuck off, you're still talking to me!" With a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, He Xichen kicked this self-conscious Lu Chi away.

The three of them turned around while arguing, but they hadn't returned to the correct track when they suddenly saw a hurricane gathering under the clouds, and the waves of three thousand miles were rushing towards the night sky. Occasional black outlines appear.

The huge monster in the whirlwind soared upwards, making a deep and open cry from time to time, the three of them were all shocked, wiped the wet sea water off their faces, and "leaked" in unison.

There is a fish in Dark North, and its name is Kun.Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng.

"Old Tu, you caught a big fish!" He Xichen bumped Tu Mingzhou's shoulder.

"I can't finish eating such a big fish by myself." Tu Mingzhou replied stupidly.

"It turns out that Kunpeng likes Dukang wine? I don't know if he likes Chongbi wine?" Zhuang Buzhou rubbed his chin and looked thoughtful.

***

There is still a quarter of an hour before the golden ceremony will begin.

The sun in the sky gradually came to the middle, and when the scales on the sundial were connected into a straight line, the bells and drums in Jixia Academy instantly resounded through the sky and the earth.

Yuan Fuyi stood at the head of the queue, his eyes were black and blue, obviously he was tortured to death by the dream sea of ​​eight sufferings, and he was in great pain.He Lili is better, he still has the mind to deal with all kinds of accidents.As for Ting Chan, when he woke up from his dream and saw no figure of He Xichen, his face was always sullen.

Pei Jue, the leader of the Shoushan Sword Sect, pursed his lips and stood on tiptoe to look forward. All the leading disciples of the sects had returned to their positions, but he did not see the blue-colored figure alone.He couldn't help clicking his tongue irritably, and the jade glazed tiles on the eaves suddenly loosened and fell, just hitting his head.

"Are you okay!?" The others asked worriedly.

Liu Wenshu hurried over to check on his injury, and seeing that there was only a red mark, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It must be the sequelae of Chu Yuling's hand, don't be afraid, it will be fine after a few days of bad luck." On the undamaged tile, the palm-sized tile has four characters written in seal script—Longevity is Young.The periphery is decorated with cirrus moiré patterns, rough and vertical.

"This implication is good. It fell from the eaves and was destined to fall into your arms. It is destined for you. Please put it away, brother, just go and talk to fellow practitioner He." Liu Wenshu smiled and stuffed the tile into Pei Jue In his arms, he hurried back to the head of the team.

Pei Jue glared angrily at Chu Yuling who was sitting upright on the stage. This fellow suddenly appeared last night. After all, he is also the master of the sect. Of course, he is qualified to sit with the seniors of the older generation.

The first order of the Jintai ceremony is to order cinnabar.The disciples of all the sects stepped forward one by one, and were enlightened by the great Confucianism of Jixia Academy.

Pei Jue took a deep breath, walked up the thirteen white jade steps respectfully, and knelt on the recruiting platform with four other young monks.

Zou Lian was notoriously good-natured, and said in a gentle voice, "Little friend Pei Jue, since you have entered the fairyland, I hope you will stick to your original heart from now on, humble yourself, and be as careful as you started."

"Follow the teacher's instruction!" Pei Jue straightened up slowly, raised his head, and tapped his brow with the bright red purple pen.But suddenly, the tip of the pen stayed an inch or so away from the tip of his eyebrows, unable to fall down.

Zou Lian looked surprised, and then laughed with interest and shouted: "Oh, Lao Xun! I met a little guy whose skull is too hard to poke!" flustered.

Xun Ye waited for two days but He Xichen didn't arrive. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Hearing this, he walked over with a sullen face and a pen in his hand: "Good boy! Let me see your head." How hard!"

The tip of the pen pierced through the wind, and made a faint mark between Pei Jue's eyebrows. Before he could react, the Langhao pen turned around, and the tip of the pen hit his forehead heavily, and a huge force pushed him backwards .

"It's no wonder that you can still get the top spot in the Jinjin Order with such poor understanding! This son's future is limitless, Yuan boy, please take good care of him!" Xun Ye hurriedly opened his brain, and walked away angrily. Far.

Pei Jue, who fell on the ground, was sweating profusely, his head was buzzing, he looked at the clear sky and carefully touched his forehead, only to feel that his mind was clearer than ever.

Fortunately, there was no such difficult head like him in the future. After everyone finished lighting the cinnabar, they went to the Demon Suppressing Platform and fasted for three days before the ceremony was completed.

The river under the Kuaizai Pavilion is still calm and unwavering, reflecting the vast expanse of lakes and mountains and the figure of the childish and awe-inspiring little monk.Qin Danyou in the pavilion laughed and said, "Everyone, please cross the river by yourself!"

The green leaves are wrapped in the wind, swaying from top to bottom and falling to the water surface. The leaves in the water go from bottom to top, with water and sky as the dividing line, and finally fall together.The little monks crossed the river by stepping on leaves, listening to the pointing and irritable voices of senior brothers and sisters who were watching the show, and among them the ones with the highest cultivation and the most dog-like yelling were the loudest.

"Fool! Hit him! If you dare to grab something from us, you will die!"

"Slow down, slow down, don't rush."

"Ha! Don't think that monks are easy to bully!"

"Tsk tsk, just looking at this, you can tell that you don't know the heart formula well."

Poor little children almost forgot which foot to take, lost their minds, and fell into the water with a plop.Pei Jue was not affected at all, except for being splashed wet on his sleeves, he stepped onto the river bank safely.He looked back at the sky, the sun was warm and the sky was blue.

"Who are you waiting for?" Qin Danyou suddenly appeared under the tree and asked happily with his hands in his sleeves.

"Sir," Pei Jue saluted quickly, "the students are not waiting for anyone."

"You kid, don't tell the truth!" Qin Danyou snorted, and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to tell the old man, forget it." He took out the purple wooden pipe, took a puff of cigarette, turned and walked away, "This smell It’s not as strong as the Suzaku of the Raging Flame!”

The five Confucian scholars from Jixia Academy walked slowly from various intersections, and finally gathered together, looked at each other and smiled, stepped on the same road, and chanted loudly: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. The following is Heyue, above is the sun and stars."

Magnificent mountains and rivers, vast and comfortable!

Those noisy brothers and sisters fell silent for a moment, respectfully held their hands in front of their chests, followed their footsteps, and said loudly: "For people, it is called Haoran, and it is full of the sky. The emperor's road should be clear. Ming Court."

Pei Jue felt deafened and deafened. He hurriedly closed his eyes, held his eyes tightly, and after calming down his boiling mind, he stepped forward with other little monks: "We will see you when the time is poor, and we will see you one by one."

The chime bells hanging on the bell frame in the main hall were not played, but suddenly a magnificent music sounded, which rang along with the Zhengqi song and reached the ears of the three people on Kunpeng's back.

"Hurry up! Only monks from all over the world can have such a powerful righteousness!" Zhuang Buzhou clapped his hands and laughed.

The Xuantiehei sword behind Tu Mingzhou's back suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword intent flew into the air: "Old He, I'll go ahead!"

He Xichen rubbed Kunpeng's feathers amusedly, and said, "Let's go, let's go up too, and my brother will buy you kidney bean cakes to eat when it's over!" They tossed and tossed on Kunpeng Road for a long time, threatening them with force and persuading them with good words After that, he abducted the underage little Kunpeng to Jixia Academy.

Everyone suddenly saw the Kunpeng spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, and then two figures came down against the wind, but they were two young men with high spirits—they looked young, but their real ages were hard to say.

The long wind whizzed, and the little Kunpeng reluctantly spread its wings to stir up the three thousand miles of river water. It flew over and swooped down, and it happened to be fully immersed in the river.

The five great Confucians in the distance showed strange expressions, thinking that the Dragon God had not cared about world affairs for a long time, and he probably came here because of the turmoil in the Demon Realm, so they bowed to Zhuang Buzhou.Zhuang Buzhou also returned a salute.

Naturally, Qin Danyou would not miss He Xichen, and raised the cigarette stick to spit out a mouthful of choking smoke at him.He Xichen couldn't help covering his nose and backed away again and again, and then turned sideways to apologize to the eager Xun Ye.

"Hmph!" Xun Ye turned his head in an instant and ignored it.

He Xichen touched the tip of his nose, and was suddenly held by the enthusiastic Zhuang Buzhou, who stepped on the leaves of the trees across the river to catch up with the flow of people, and sang along behind the team.

"I'm worried about this, I look up at the floating clouds and white. My heart is sad, and the sky is so terrific."

"The day of the philosopher is far away, and the punishment is in the past. The wind eaves display books and read, and the ancient roads shine in color."

Kunpeng raised his head and howled loudly, soaring to the sky with Zhengqi Song, with arrogance.The years in the world are happy and peaceful for the time being, but they don't know that turmoil is coming.

He Xichen's voice gradually sank, and finally he couldn't help clenching his fists, his pupils dimmed.

"He'er, what are you thinking?" Zhuang Buzhou turned his head and asked.

He Xichen saw that he also had a serious expression on his face, so he shook his head and smiled, "I was thinking... I was thinking, when can I go back and be an idler?"

"I'm afraid it's not that easy." Zhuang Buzhou put his hand on his shoulder, and said with his dark eyes, "Who doesn't want the days of idle clouds and wild cranes, but—"

"But the world is not fair, we can only do our best to protect the world." He Xichen also put his shoulders on his shoulders, "After this matter is over, let's enjoy a piano, a jug of wine, and a stream of clouds, and travel together in the mountains and rivers! "

Zhuang Buzhou blinked his eyes, nodded and smiled lowly: "Then it's settled!"