After the Failed Assassination[Transmigration Book]

In a rugged valley in the southeast of Xiaoqingqiu, Qiao Yuan, head of the Zhuohua Sect, led two direct disciples to the depths of the valley.

The name of this mountain is Qinglang Mountain. Although the name is elegant and transparent, there is no road in the mountain, and the mountain is extremely rugged, making it extremely difficult to walk.

Qiao wished to go deep into Qinglang Mountain for the purpose of obtaining a fairy grass called "Full Moon Red". He had been instructed by an expert a few days ago, and he heard that it might be found here, so he was very excited and brought two A personal disciple rushed over.

As soon as he went out, head Zhao who heard the news reported his whereabouts to Ruan Yanjun.Hearing that Qiao Yuan brought with him his two most proud disciples, Ruan Yanjun did not go alone, but called Zhang Yun to go with him in case of emergency.

There are many birds and beasts in the mountains, the more you go deeper, the more so, because the aura is abundant in this place, the lifespan of the beasts living here will be longer, if they live for dozens or even hundreds of years, they will be promoted to the body of a demon Nor is it impossible.

When Qiao Yuan was concentrating on his journey, a lump of wet and warm stuff "slapped" on his forehead. Qiao Yuan raised his head and cursed: "Where did you come from, that stupid bird, how dare you pull it on my head?" Shit! Watch me beat you down and pluck your hair to make skewers."

As soon as Qiao Yuan waved his hand, the two disciples beside him immediately understood, and each shot a flash of spiritual light, and was about to shoot down the big bird, but the bird flickered and easily avoided the attack of the two.

Seeing this situation, Qiao Yuan was startled, thinking that this bird is just an ordinary mountain beast, how could it avoid the blow of a cultivator?There must be something tricky in this!

Unexpectedly, the big bird dodged the two flashes of aura, but turned around, opened its beak, several streaks of yellowish mucus spewed out from its mouth, the three of them were unable to react, and were instantly doused all over their heads.The blue-shirt disciple on Qiao Yuan's left was blinded by the smell, and coughed repeatedly: "It stinks. Does this bird defecate with its mouth? Why does the thing it spit out smell so stinky?"

Hearing this, the big bird snarled, flapped its wings, and swooped down on them again.

Seeing this, the disciple in the yellow shirt on the right quickly hid aside, and said to the two of them: "Senior brother, stop talking, this bird seems to understand human words, and it still holds grudges!"

The blue shirt disciple quickly dodged, only Qiao Yuan remained in the center, and when the big bird was about to fly over his head, he stretched out his hand to grab the bird's neck, and threw it on the ground with all his strength. , the big bird became silent in an instant, and after a while, its wings gradually spread and its claws straightened.

Qiao Yuan didn't let go of his killing intent, and silently stared at the big bird's body without saying a word.The three of them were so embarrassed by a beast without spiritual power, not to mention that he was the head of one party, even if the power of the Zhuohuamen could not be compared with the high-level sects such as Qiuhetang, he was still a leader and a face The two disciples next to him are also the two most promising juniors in the sect. Fortunately, there is no one here, and the scene just now was not seen by other sects. Otherwise, if it spread, it would really make people laugh. There is nowhere to put his head's face.

Just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly felt someone blowing away from the top of his head, as if talking to himself, he said: "Huh? Wasn't that the head of Zhuohuamen's Qiao just now?"

Qiao Yuan: "..."

Qiao Yuan suddenly became murderous, wiped the yellow mucus on his head, and Jia Feng chased after him. When he caught up with the figure in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little contempt in his heart when he saw that the other person was wearing coarse linen clothes. Courtesy, still facing the back of the opponent, he said: "May I ask who is your honor?"

Hearing his voice, the Taoist in sackcloth turned around and said with a slight smile, "Sect Master Qiao doesn't know me anymore?"

Seeing him turn his face, Qiao Yuan was shocked: "You are..."

Before he finished speaking, his head was separated from his neck, and he fell from the sky. After a few breaths, he heard the dull sound of his head falling to the ground.

There was still spiritual power flowing in the headless body, and it hadn't dissipated for a while. The sackclothed Taoist stretched out a finger, and took out all the spiritual power in Qiao Yuan's body and absorbed it into his own body.That body immediately lost the capital to stand in the air, fell from the cloud head, and fell heavily into the valley. Just by hearing the sound, you can tell that it is probably torn apart.

Mai Taoist gave a faint smile, turned around and flew in the direction he was going just now.

South of the middle of Xiaoqingqiu, beside Qinglang Lake.

Feeling someone blowing past their heads, both Ruan Yanjun and Zhang Yun raised their heads to look into the air, only to see a faint figure flying away quickly.Ruan Yanjun's face was solemn, and he seemed to have doubts in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "This breath..."

Zhang Yun just looked at the inspiration that overflowed from that person when he stood up to the wind, and also faintly felt that this person's cultivation was extraordinary, and asked: "Does the hall master know this person?"

Ruan Yanjun shook his head lightly: "I don't know."

It's not that he knows or doesn't know, but he doesn't know. Zhang Yun felt strange, and roughly recalled "Flower's Merry Debt", wondering whether there had been such a character in it. However, after recalling the whole book, he also No words were found for this person.However, since he disrupted the plot, many settings that were not mentioned in the original book have appeared in this world, so Zhang Yun is not too surprised.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yun called the system with his heart, relayed the situation here, and asked, "Do you know who this person is?"

To Zhang Yun's surprise, after the system listened, it said, "I don't know either."

Zhang Yun asked strangely: "Aren't you a master of folders? How could you not know?"

The system said: "You can't blame me for this. As long as the author has written something, whether it is a draft, a waste draft, a correct draft, an outline, a draft outline, or a detailed outline, it is all in my body. There is nothing I don't know. But it’s different when it’s not written, it’s a hidden world that even I don’t know about.”

When he said this, Zhang Yun probably understood, and said, "I see."

The system said: "You have to be careful, those who come are not kind, and those who are good will not come. In a novel, such a character appears for nothing, and nine times out of ten it is not to be funny."

Zhang Yun understood.

Ruan Yanjun didn't bother with this matter, and poured a weak spiritual power into Ling Sinan in his palm, and the magnetic spoon made of spirit stones on the plate turned a few times, then gradually stopped, and the handle of the spoon that had stopped was pointing to the east .

Ruan Yanjun smiled slightly, knowing that the destination should not be far away, so he and Zhang Yun headed eastward.Although he came out to seek revenge, he didn't really want to take Qiao Yuan's life. He just planned to teach him some lessons and let him remember better. He heard that there might be treasures near Qinglang Mountain, so he was more interested in it. However, if he gets the treasure first, he can also use it as a threat to force the Zhuohuamen to give him some benefits in exchange.

Therefore, after the two of them arrived at Xiaoqingqiu, they didn't stand up to the wind, but just walked slowly on the ground, and at the same time, they paid attention to the place where the inspiration was abundant.In the evening, the two finally reached Qinglang Mountain. Not long after they descended into the valley, they bumped into a young monk in a yellow shirt. The monk in the yellow shirt was shocked when he saw them, and hurried forward. Came to salute, and asked: "But the head of Qiuhe Hall, Ruan, is in person?"

Ruan Yanjun said: "That's right, it's Ruan, I don't know what your name is?"

The yellow-jacketed disciple clasped his fists again, with a sense of anxiety in his words, and said to the two of them: "I am Zhu Heng, a disciple of the Zhuohua Sect, and I came to Qinglang with the head of my sect and another disciple of the same generation this morning. In the mountains, there was an accident, and for some reason, I suddenly lost contact with the sect master, and I searched separately with another disciple, but we still haven't found the master's whereabouts..."

Zhang Yun felt strange and asked, "Why don't you fight the wind to find it?"

Zhu Hengmian felt ashamed, and said: "I'm ashamed to say, this Qinglang Mountain has a weird idea, when we first came here we were able to fight against the wind, but we walked for several hours, until the master suddenly disappeared, my senior brother and I Only then did I realize that I couldn't stand the wind..."

Zhang Yun and Ruan Yanjun met each other's eyes, looked at each other, and immediately cast a protective aura.Zhang Yun gave Zhu Heng a ray of spiritual light, and the other party was very grateful for his protection. He bowed deeply to the two of them, and said: "My senior brother is beyond thinking, if we drag it on, I don't know what will happen. Hall Master Ruan helped my senior brother find the head of the sect, and I will thank you very much afterward."

Ruan Yanjun frowned slightly, put his hands behind his back, and remained silent.He originally came to trouble Qiao Yuan, but now he was entrusted by the other party's disciple to Qiao Yuan to deal with the aftermath. If he followed his heart, he would of course turn his head and leave at this moment. What does the other party's life and death have to do with him?

However, as a member of the Taoist sect, if he ignores such a request from the younger generation, he will definitely end up with a reputation of being helpless. He doesn't care about it himself, but it will damage Qiu Hetang's prestige.

Zhang Yun also looked back at him at this time.Ruan Yanjun said lightly: "Then I'll take you for a ride, and you should pay attention to where the head of your family is."

Zhu Heng hurriedly said: "Thank you, Hall Master Ruan, for your kindness and help!"

The two of Ruan and Zhang raised the wind and took the disciples in yellow shirts up into the air together. They hovered above Qinglang Mountain. Not long after, they saw the figure of another disciple of Zhuohuamen who was sitting on the edge of one of the mountain peaks. On the mountainside, squatting to check something, Ruan Yanjun swept his eyes and found that there seemed to be a pool of blood in front of the other party, which seemed to be half dry.Zhu Hengchong waved to that person and shouted: "Senior Brother! Senior Xia!"

Hearing this sound, the blue shirt disciple at the bottom raised his head and saw his fellow disciple and two strange figures together, showing a surprised expression.

In an instant, the wind fell from the sky, and the three of them fell to the ground. Zhu Hengheng's disciple surnamed Xia ran and whispered a few words to the other party. After a while, that disciple surnamed Xia came forward with a slight expression On guard, he bowed to Ruan and Zhang and said, "I am Xia Zhiming, the disciple of Zhuohua sect Qiao's head, thank you, chief Ruan, for your help."

Ruan Yanjun nodded and said: "There are dense forests here, we were just walking against the wind in the air, and we couldn't see clearly the situation in the mountains. Now that we have found bloodstains, you should follow the bloodstains and investigate separately."