After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

After all, in fact, there is really no way for everyone to leave immediately.Although the wind and snow had stopped, the snow was deep and freezing outside, not to mention the horses pulling the carts, even people with nothing on their hands and nothing on them would have difficulty moving.

Qi Jing was thinking about Fuyou who didn't know where he was, and after staying in the inn for a day and a night, he finally couldn't help it.He patted the table and stood up: "I can't wait anymore, let's go now."

There is a warm stove burning in the lobby, making people drowsy from the smoke.

Nangong Ziyi raised her eyelids with difficulty: "If I could walk, I would have left long ago. Look at the road outside, can you find a place to step down?"

Qi Jing said the thought that had been in his mind countless times: "If we can't walk on the ground, we will walk from the sky."

"Go from the sky?" Nangong Ziyi mumbled and turned her head to the other side, lacking in interest, "Come on, little cousin, you don't know how to control the sword. We can't leave with the sword and leave you here ? Although it is not impossible to do so, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Jing, "Who said I can't leave if I don't know how to control the sword?"

Qi Jing gave him a look of contempt, and pulled Yan Zhilan beside him, with a look of color on his face: "I don't know how to control the sword, isn't there someone who can control the sword here? As long as we walk slowly and safely, there should be no What a big deal."

Nangong Ziyi glanced at him lazily, and exclaimed in vain: "That's a good idea, little cousin."

Qi Jing couldn't hear his insincere words, his face flushed instantly, and he said angrily: "What? Don't you believe it?"

"Believe it, why don't you believe it?" Nangong Ziyi said so, but her face had a helpless expression of "forget it and cooperate with you to act".

Qi Jing suddenly felt that his majesty was challenged, he pulled Yan Zhilan and walked out the door: "Let's go."

"Hey——" Nangong Ziyi saw that the person was really angry, and quickly stopped him, "Northern Xinjiang is still four or five days away from here, you really don't think you can get there in one go, do you?"

Qi Jing said angrily, "Why not?"

Nangong Ziyi sighed helplessly, and raised her hand first to admit defeat: "Okay, Ah Jing. It's not impossible to rush Yujian, but we still need to think long-term."

Qi Jing couldn't hold it back for a moment, and the worries, dissatisfaction, fear, fear and many other emotions accumulated in his heart burst out almost all at once, and he roared at Nangong Ziyi with red eyes: "How can we think long-term? Do you know that, If we stay here a little longer, will Uncle You be in more danger?"

"Ah Jing, you have to believe that I am no less worried than you." Nangong Ziyi looked at him: "However, the prerequisite for saving people is that we have to get there with our lives. Although Yujian is fast, for Ling The consumption of energy is also great. If we can't find a place to rest on the way, I'm afraid we will be lost in the wilderness before we meet the enemy. For this reason, I have to think carefully and dare not act rashly."

Qi Jing seemed to have punched the soft cotton cover with his fist. Although he was angry, he also knew that what Nangong Ziyi said was the truth.With his passion, he wanted to save people no matter what. It's not that he didn't think about it, but he was confident enough to believe that with his and Yan Zhilan's abilities, all difficulties would be out of the question.

Now being pointed out by Nangong Ziyi, Qi Jing's face turned green and pale, stubborn and refused to admit defeat: "Then what do you think should be done?"

Nangong Ziyi's eyes fell on Yan Zhilan: "After much deliberation, I still need Mr. Yan's help."

Yan Zhilan stood like a green pine, nodded slightly: "Please tell me."

Nangong Ziyi pondered and said: "As I said, even Yujian will take four or five days to reach the northern border. During this period, the consumption of spiritual and physical strength is one thing, the most important thing is , if the control of the puppet array comes back, I am worried that everyone will be physically and mentally exhausted by then, and I am afraid that there will be no such good luck to escape this time."

Yan Zhilan frowned slightly: "Then what do you mean?" He paused, thinking he had understood Nangong Ziyi's meaning, and calmly put his hands flat in front of him, "Please."

Qi Jing looked at him in astonishment: "What are you doing?"

Nangong Ziyi also couldn't laugh or cry: "What does Mr. Yan think I am going to do?"

Yan Zhilan showed a puzzled expression on his face: "Aren't you going to tie me up?"

"Pfft——" Nangong Ziyi, as if he had heard some big joke, said overjoyedly, "Of course not. What's the use of tying you up? When your spiritual power is violent, even the spirit chains can't trap you." .”

Yan Zhilan was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hand, and his usual indifferent expression returned to his face: "Then you said before that you need my help?"

"Oh, this." Nangong Ziyi restrained her smile, sat down seriously, and said, "It's my guess about the blood of gods and demons."

When Qi Jing heard this, he immediately put aside the sullenness before, and hurried forward: "What guess?"

Nangong Ziyi glanced at him with a half-smile, not intending to hide it from him, and told them all the things she had pondered for nearly two days.

Qi Jing was stunned after hearing this, Nangong Ziyi's idea coincided with Fuyou's previous statement strangely, they all borrowed his hand to seal the devilish energy in Yan Zhilan's body.

Yan Zhilan was thoughtful: "It's not impossible, but how to do it?" He said, turning his eyes to Qi Jing.

Qi Jing smiled wryly and shook his head: "Actually, Uncle You thought about it before, but I just couldn't figure it out, and I didn't know what to do. The two times I was able to wake up Yan Zhilan's mind, I did it with reluctance, or was it a mistake? In the case of a collision, I don’t even know how to do it myself. So…”

Needless to say the rest, those who understand will naturally understand.

Nangong Ziyi shook her head, and said to Qi Jing, "Once is a mistake, but twice is not a coincidence." He looked into Qi Jing's eyes and encouraged, "There must be something in common, but it's just too much. Tiny, ignored by you."

"The similarities?" Qi Jing murmured, seriously recalling those two things, "I have nothing but the input of spiritual power..."

He raised his head suddenly, how could he forget this most crucial point?

Nangong Ziyi shook her folding fan with a smile: "It seems that Ah Jing has thought of it."

Qi Jing really thought of it, his spiritual power seemed to have a purifying effect on the demon breath in Yan Zhilan's body.When he was in the palace last time, Yan Zhilan's magic breath was stripped away bit by bit with his spiritual power.But this time, although he hadn't found out what happened to Yan Zhilan's core, it was indeed after he injected spiritual power into Yan Zhilan's body that Yan Zhilan showed a trace of clarity.

However, Qi Jing was still not sure, he hesitated to say what he was thinking.

"Huh?" Nangong Ziyi asked in confusion, and stopped shaking the fan.

His eyes wandered back and forth on Qi Jing and Yan Zhilan for a few times, and he said to Yan Zhilan: "Mr. Yan, can you let me get the spiritual vein?"

Yan Zhilan was noncommittal, sat down beside him, and placed his wrists up in front of him.

Nangong Ziyi felt her pulse, her brows gradually wrinkled.He has the same bloodline as Qi Jing, so he is very familiar with the spiritual energy in Qi Jing's body.But why, Yan Zhilan's spiritual power carried some Qi Jing faintly?

With a puzzled mind, Nangong Ziyi probed directly towards Yan Zhilan's spiritual sea, wanting to probe his core.It's just that his cultivation base is not as high as Yan Zhilan's, and before he gets close, the spiritual power he poked over was ejected.

But even so, he was keenly aware of something strange, and asked Yan Zhilan, "Has your core ever been damaged?"

Yan Zhilan nodded: "That's right." His core was once invaded by magic energy, and it was Qi Jing who used his spiritual power to force it out.

Nangong Ziyi's expression was complicated: "No, it's..."

Yan Zhilan's pill core and spiritual power are clearly two completely different auras.The moment he was ejected, he suddenly realized that the spiritual power in Yan Zhilan's body, which was similar to Qi Jing's, should have come from his core.Suddenly, he thought of the relatively weak spirit pill in Qi Jing's body that did not match his cultivation.

An almost impossible idea suddenly appeared in his mind, what if... What if the core of Yan Zhilan's body was originally Qi Jing's?

Nangong Ziyi shook her head, feeling that her idea was too ridiculous.

No matter how dangerous it is to cut pills from a living person, let alone give it to another person?Who would be willing to trade his life for a near-near death?What's more, even if it is changed, it may not be able to exchange the life of the other person.No, not necessarily, it is basically impossible to succeed.

However, if it weren't for this reason, he really couldn't think of any other possibility that would allow a person to have two strands of spiritual energy in his body at the same time.

Thinking of this, Nangong Ziyi directly asked the doubts in her heart: "Your pill core..."

"Ah!"

A loud sneeze interrupted his words, Qi Jing rubbed his red nose with an aggrieved expression: "Cousin, I seem to have caught a cold."

When Nangong Ziyi heard this, she didn't even bother to ask Yan Zhilan, and stood up suddenly: "What's going on? Let me see." His little cousin is very precious, and there are still many things that need to be relied on for the trip to northern Xinjiang, but You can't be negligent and make people fall ill.

Qi Jing put his other hand on his forehead: "I'm very dizzy, help me to lie down on the bed."

Nangong Ziyi naturally had no objection, she stepped forward to support him and walked towards the room together.

When he came to the room, Qi Jing seemed to think of something, turned around and told Yan Zhilan: "Don't forget to drink the ginseng tea when it's ready, my cousin managed to make it."

Nangong Ziyi: ...

His ginseng tea was prepared with great difficulty because the raw materials needed were hard to come by, and he was reluctant to drink it on weekdays, so he stewed two people's ginseng tea just because of Qi Jing's bad face these two days portion.One part is used to curry favor with my little cousin Qi Jing, and the other part is naturally for myself to enjoy.This prodigal cousin just gave it away with a random word before he drank it today?

Nangong Ziyi opened her mouth in grief and indignation: "No, I..."

Before he could utter a word, Qi Jing dragged him into the room and closed the door with a "bang" to isolate his voice from the outside world.

Nangong Ziyi complained to Qi Jing heartbroken: "Do you know how difficult it is to get the raw material of that tea? It took me three years to collect it before I could get it together! I'm still not willing to take a sip myself! Just give it to me like this." Give it away casually!"

Nangong Ziyi's heart was bleeding, what this prodigal cousin gave away was not a bowl of tea, but his hard work!

Qi Jing didn't care and said: "How difficult is it? At worst, I'll send someone to collect it for you after I return to the palace after finishing the matter in Beijiang."

Nangong Ziyi is no longer as simple as his heart bleeding, Qi Jing just stabbed him in the heart with a cold knife!

wrong.

Nangong Ziyi looked at Qi Jing suspiciously: "Didn't you catch a cold? Show me."

Qi Jing jumped back: "I'm fine now!"

Seeing this, Nangong Ziyi, what else does she not understand?This brat actually lied to Yan Zhilan so that he could drink ginseng tea!

He snorted, turned around and opened the door, hoping that Yan Zhilan hadn't finished his tea yet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Qi Jing let out a sentence leisurely, which was like a thunderbolt, and immediately shocked him to the point where he froze and couldn't move.

Qi Jing said casually: "The core of Yan Zhilan's body was originally mine."

It took Nangong Ziyi a long time to recover her voice. Although she had doubts in her heart before, hearing Qi Jing say it in person still shocked him.

He pointed at Qi Jing tremblingly, and choked out two words for a long time: "Nonsense!"

Qi Jing patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "Okay! It's all changed. The reason why I didn't hide it from you is that I hope you don't tell Yan Zhilan. Otherwise, the things you kept from me before... ..."

Speaking of this, he winked at Nangong Ziyi: "You understand."

Nangong Ziyi was even more shocked, didn't Yan Zhilan know? !

Qi Jing gave him a disgusted look, jumped onto the bed nimbly, buried himself in the soft quilt, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and sighed comfortably: "The bed is still comfortable!" After sighing, he started to rush People, "Okay, I've finished talking, you go out. I want to sleep for a while."

Nangong Ziyi opened her mouth and closed it again.Yes, I changed everything, so what's the use of anything else?

Seeing his stupid expression, Qi Jing suddenly couldn't bear it, so he waved to him and told Nangong Ziyi exactly what happened.

After finishing speaking in one breath, as if the burden in his heart had finally been shaken off, Qi Jing suddenly felt a lot more relaxed: Sure enough, it would be more refreshing to find someone to share such a heavy secret!

Afterwards, he didn't care about Nangong Ziyi, who was in a trance, and got into the quilt to catch up on sleep.

Nangong Ziyi didn't know how she got back to her room, until Yan Zhilan knocked on the door, she got up as if she had just woken up from a dream, and went to open the door.

Yan Zhilan sat down opposite him, and asked straight to the point: "If a person's core is broken, is it still possible to be repaired?"

Nangong Ziyi had something in her heart, she didn't even want to blurt out: "It's absolutely impossible."

After he finished speaking, he realized what he had said, and his heart tightened, thinking that Yan Zhilan had seen something on his face, so he asked this question on purpose, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, little cousin, I seem to be careless. sold you.

He was feeling uneasy on his side, not knowing how to explain to Qi Jing that he leaked the truth, but Yan Zhilan said in the next sentence: "I suspect that Qi Jing's core has been replaced."

!!!

Nangong Ziyi felt as if he had narrowly escaped death, but then his mood became more complicated.

If it wasn't for being threatened by Qi Jing just now, Nangong Ziyi would have shaken Yan Zhilan's shoulder and shouted: Brother!Come to your senses!It was you who was replaced with a pill core, not Ah Jing!

Yan Zhilan looked at the unpredictable Nangong Ziyi inexplicably, then thought of something, and said clearly: "So you already knew?" He slightly frowned, and said in disapproval, "Since you are his cousin , You should dissuade one or two..." At this point, he suddenly stopped, as if realizing something was wrong, and hastily changed the subject, "You are also of the blood of the gods, you should know how to summon the weapon of life."

Nangong Ziyi said dumbly: "Of course I know."

What he heard and saw today is almost the most unimaginable and shocking thing in his life of more than 20 years. These things originally only existed in rumors-the pill core was broken and he was still alive, and the pill core was successfully plucked out to another person , I can successfully accommodate another panacea...

Nangong Ziyi felt that the world she had known for more than 20 years had been overturned!Therefore, up to now, no matter what Yan Zhilan said, he was already numb, and even felt that even if he heard the news that the sky was falling, he would not be surprised any more.

Yan Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief: "Although Qi Jing's cultivation base is high, he can't summon the Nine Saints. At first I thought it was the incompatibility between the core of his body and the spiritual power, but after repeated testing, I found out that it was not in this way."

He considered the words, and slowly expressed his guess: "I think it should be because he doesn't know how to summon the natal spirit sword."

Nangong Ziyi finally underestimated his own endurance. He thought he was completely numb, but when Yan Zhilan mentioned Qi Jing's natal spirit sword, he couldn't help asking: "How do you know that? Jing's natal spirit sword is the Nine Sages?"

The spirit sword that Qi Jing couldn't summon by himself must be a spirit sword that has not yet been named.Since it hasn't been named yet, where did Yan Zhilan know that the spirit sword was called the Nine Sages?

Yan Zhilan's expression froze, and he quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, he uttered the first lie in his life: "Qi Jing mentioned in the chat with me before that if he could summon a spirit sword, he would name it Jiu Holy."

In fact, after he said this, he was extremely confused.On the one hand, he didn't know whether Qi Jing and Nangong Ziyi had discussed the matter of the spirit sword; Will Jing continue to use the name of the spirit sword of the tyrant from the previous world?Therefore, as soon as he said these words, his own hands covered in sleeves squeezed a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Nangong Ziyi just stared at him with complicated expressions for a while, and then waved at him as if extremely tired: "Okay, I understand. When Ah Jing wakes up, I will tell him."

Seeing his tired face, Yan Zhilan didn't bother him any more, cupped his hands at him, and said solemnly: "Thank you." Then he got up and left in a hurry.

Leaving Nangong Ziyi stunned by his "thank you" for a long while before recovering, if Yan Zhilan had not gone far, he really wanted to call the other party to ask: "I will help my little cousin call The spirit sword is my job, so why would you thank me as an outsider?"

However, Yan Zhilan had been away for a long time, Nangong Ziyi's resentment turned into appetite, and she swallowed the ginseng tea in front of her as Yan Zhilan's flesh and blood.

That's right, when Yan Zhilan came in, he brought in the bowl of ginseng tea for Nangong Ziyi.Otherwise, Nangong Ziyi is Jun Buhui who allowed the person who drank all his hard work to enter her room!

"Uncle You!"

Qi Jing woke up from the dream, sat up abruptly, panting heavily.

Putting his right hand on the beating heart, he lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed.

"Dream again?"

A lazy voice came.

Qi Jing looked up, only to find a figure sitting at the low table opposite.

Seeing him looking over, Nangong Ziyi stood up and stretched: "What did you dream about this time?"

Qi Jing followed his words subconsciously and answered: "I dreamed..." After saying three words, he finally came to his senses, glanced at the dark night outside the window, then turned his head to look at Nangong Ziyi suspiciously, "It's so late, you don't sleep in your own room, what are you doing in my room?"

Nangong Ziyi let out a "tsk", took a few steps forward, and leaned closer: "It's so late, so naturally..."

His face was as far away as possible from Qi Jing, his nose almost touched Qi Jing's, and the warm breath he exhaled hit his face, a little itchy.

Qi Jing leaned back uncomfortably, and looked at him vigilantly: "Don't mess around! We are brothers!"

Nangong Ziyi snorted and approached: "What's wrong with the brothers? Actually, strictly speaking, we are not considered brothers."

Qi Jing propped his hands behind his back, kicked his legs and retreated sideways on the bed: "Even if it's not a real brother, I don't like men!"

Hearing this, Nangong Ziyi froze for a moment, and all of them spat in distaste: "Bah! Who said I like men?"

Qi Jing looked at him suspiciously: "Then why did you come to my room like a thief in the middle of the night?"

Nangong Ziyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not worried that you sleep too much during the day and won't be able to fall asleep at night. Did you come here specially to talk to you when you woke up?"

Qi Jing is not so easy to be fooled: "I don't believe it." He slid off the bed by the corner of the wall, walked to the low table and poured himself a glass of water, drank it in one gulp to moisten his throat, and then said to Nangong Ziyi: "You Will you be so kind?"

Nangong Ziyi was kind enough to be treated like a donkey, she was furious from the heart, and flicked her sleeves: "Then I'm leaving. Go back to sleep."

He made up his mind, Qi Jing had just had a nightmare, and now he would never let him go easily, so he pretended to wait for Qi Jing to call him.

Sure enough, Qi Jing stopped him the next moment.

Nangong Ziyi was overjoyed, but she pretended to be impatient: "What are you doing?"

Qi Jing folded his arms and leaned against the low table, pouting at him: "Remember to close the door when you go out."

Nangong Ziyi: ...

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