All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

Jing Zhou was able to barely move forward while holding on to the wall at first, but within two steps, he actually knelt down on one knee.

He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, the ringing in his ears became more and more noisy, like a soft and sharp needle piercing his eardrum, piercing into his soul; and that strange fragrance seemed to turn into a pair of invisible hands, ruthlessly penetrating into him The sea of ​​consciousness wants to pull his soul out of his body!

Jing Zhou's five fingers were embedded in the soil, his knuckles were bent ferociously, and the sweat on his forehead fell into the soil.

Countless people passed by him, lively and cheerful, and they hurried to Nanshi to watch the Zhuyan Festival.

All kinds of smells mixed with the night wind, were infinitely magnified and hit Jing Zhou's nerves, the aroma of food, the rouge and powder on the girl's body, the smell of smoke left by fireworks...and, the most intense, the smell of human beings.

Jing Zhou swallowed hard, the hunger made him tremble all over.

At this time, a pair of embroidered shoes broke into his sight, and the owner of the embroidered shoes stopped and squatted down: "Brother Daochang, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Zhou didn't raise his head, but gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Hungry..."

"Hey, aren't all your gods and priests bigu..." The little girl was a little surprised by this answer, but she smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'll get you something to eat, wait for me."

Saying that, the little girl got up and hurriedly looked for food.

At this time, Jing Zhou could not hear what others said to him clearly, his five senses were blurred, and only hunger remained in his perception.

The desire to devour spread wildly, and he had the illusion that there was a black hole hidden in his stomach. If he could, he could eat the lanterns, ancient trees, pavilions, towers and pavilions... even... the bustling people in one bite!

This idea popped up for a brief moment, and was pushed back by Jing Zhou. He was exhausted from playing with this strong and sinful desire.

It didn't seem long before he would be swallowed by his own desires.

Not long after, the little girl came back. She was holding a bowl of Yuanxiao with both hands. The glutinous rice balls were soaked in warm sweet wine juice, and golden osmanthus flowers floated on the white glutinous dumplings: "Brother Daochang, eat some Yuanxiao to pad your stomach."

Jing Zhou's Adam's apple slipped.

The girl waited for a while, but she didn't expect Jing Zhou to bite directly on the bowl, and the whole white porcelain bowl was broken into two immediately, the creaking sound of the teeth rubbing against the porcelain pieces made one's ears numb.

The girl was obviously frightened, and she was stunned for a moment, then withdrew her hand as if being scalded: "You...Are you okay?"

The thin string in Jing Zhou's head was broken, he raised his head, his lips were blurred with blood, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a very hungry beast, the pupils shrunk into a line, staring at the prey rigidly Stare at the girl.

The biological instinct of self-protection in the face of danger made the girl subconsciously take a step back, and the two stalemate for a moment. The girl felt the creeps, and she yelled out of fear, and stumbled back into the crowd, screaming endlessly.

Everyone looked back in a panic, there was no Taoist leader here. In the shadow of the moonlight, there stood a pure white spirit beast with a graceful and elegant posture. Behind it were seven beautiful snow-white tails, and a bloody flower appeared between its eyebrows Red lotus, with narrow and dark eyes looking down at all beings.

The spirit beast was not that big, about the size of an adult man, but the ferocious aura exuded from it was enough to overwhelm everyone present.

Everyone was stunned.

I saw that pure white spirit beast tilted its head proudly, and a century-old tree next to it that could only be hugged by four people holding hands was directly uprooted by it, and the whole tree was swallowed by it in a short while.

Not even a leaf was left.

The originally bustling market was completely silent, and everyone's faces were filled with shock and astonishment.

I saw the spirit beast wagging its tail, everyone woke up like a dream, hurriedly screamed and ran away, the surrounding stalls were overturned, no one cared about business and making money, the order collapsed, everyone didn't want to Desperately fled into the streets and alleys.

The spirit beast, which had been sleeping for many years, yawned lazily, and looked at the turbulent world with a look of food, unhurried and threatening.

This beast tamer celestial master is a half-baked man, his family has been lonely for a long time, and he is struggling to make ends meet in the rivers and lakes.

Maybe it was God hanging down the curtain, and he accidentally turned to a secret recipe left by the ancestor. The tattered straw paper scribbled on the method of attracting the appearance of ancient beasts. Dozens of herbs are mixed with elm bark to make incense, and then twelve spirit foxes are used as sacrifices, supplemented by a spirit hunting array and a trapping beast array, and Zhu Yan's real body can be invited here.

This celestial master is poor and crazy, and he wants to change when he is poor, so he used this crumpled prescription to trick the wealthy merchants of Xuanji City into organizing this Zhuyan Festival.

The so-called ceremony is just a gimmick, and this prescription has not been verified, nor does it have any spiritual theoretical basis. Maybe it was written by the patriarch. At the end of the sub it also wrote:

"The effective range of this side is within one mile, remember to remember."

In other words, even if this prescription is true, Zhu Yan has to be within a mile to be attracted to it.

The Heavenly Master knows that the Zhu Yanrui beast that the people talk about is actually a fierce beast that devours the sky and the earth. If he really invites the whole Xuanji City, it will become food in his belly, but he knows better that Zhu Yan is trapped in the enchantment of the ghost domain. Even if he has the ability to summon wind and rain, he cannot be invited.

The Zhuyan Festival itself is nonsense, but it uses people's money to eliminate disasters. For this generous reward, he also solemnly makes some gimmicks that the common people love to see, making it lively.

According to the prescription left by the patriarch, the heavenly master drew a circle of trapped animals in the center of the altar, and lit thousands of soul-inducing candles around it. A huge incense pool was placed in the east of the altar, and everyone who came to watch the Zhuyan Festival You can receive incense for free, praying for blessings.

Everything seemed lively and orderly, and the ceremony progressed to the second half. The Celestial Master released twelve spirit foxes from the storage bag and placed them in twelve positions in the trapped beast array as sacrifices to Zhu Yan.

The Heavenly Master is poor and picky. These foxes are borrowed from the street juggling troupe. It stands to reason that they are smart, well-behaved and humane, but tonight the foxes are barking non-stop, irritable and abnormal, and the Heavenly Master is afraid of something. Chazi, I had to tie them with fairy ropes first, and then put them in the trapped beast array.

However, the twelve spirit foxes were still barking non-stop, their voices were particularly miserable and frightening, and their snow-white bodies were trembling all the time.

"Don't be afraid, it's just putting on a show, and you think Zhu Yan is really coming to eat you?"

The celestial master comforted them, but the twelve spirit foxes howled even more horribly.

The celestial master had no choice but to continue the ceremony amidst the mournful cries of the sacrifices.

Rumor has it that Zhu Yan likes to swallow spirit beasts alive, so these spirit foxes are sacrificed to life.The celestial master stood in the center of the altar and lit it with spiritual fire and pasted it around the trapped beast array, but before the talisman paper was burned to ashes, a gust of wind blew in and the fire went out in an instant.

The talisman fire is not an ordinary fire, and it stands to reason that it will not be blown out easily by the wind, but the celestial master is not good at learning, and the patriarch did not write about this situation in the prescription, and he does not know how to deal with it.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while, Tianshi bit the bullet and continued to sign talismans, but after repeated failures, the people watching under the altar began to chatter and discuss.

When the celestial master was distressed and distressed, thousands of soul-inducing candles on the altar were extinguished in an instant, and all the incense in the incense pool was also extinguished. The moon disappeared into the clouds, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The spirit fox in the formation uttered a final wail, and then trembled all over, but was too frightened to scream anymore, its teeth chattering loudly.

Could it be that there are some taboos in the prescription left by the patriarch, which attracted some fierce beasts nearby at this moment?

But no one in Xuanji City can afford to raise a fierce beast...

Just when Tianshi was puzzled, there was a shrill cry from Nanshi City, the flames were flying, the crowd was surging, and all kinds of voices were mixed together, Tianshi listened intently——

"Zhu Yan has appeared!!!"

"Ah, it's going to eat people! Help!!"

Could this be an impromptu performance by the wealthy businessmen to match the Zhuyan Festival?

The celestial master never believed that he could really invite Zhu Yan, until he saw a snow-white and beautiful spirit beast with seven tails walking towards the altar amidst the turbulent flames.

Perhaps because its fur is too white, there is a layer of snow-white light floating on the spirit beast, just like the snow on the ground on a snowy night, shining bright and clean white, and the cinnabar red lotus on its eyebrows is like a white lotus in the vast snow field. The scorching fire of karma.

With a leap, Zhu Yan nimbly jumped onto the altar and confronted the twelve spirit foxes.

It slept for too long, and suddenly faced with the food it once liked most, it didn't know what to eat.

And those twelve spirit foxes were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, their teeth chattered non-stop, and tears flowed from their eyes.

Zhu Yan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, bowed slightly, carefully and gently, licked away the tears from the corners of Linghu's eyes, and untied the fairy ropes that had been pierced into their flesh. His careful movements and patience were like treating a beloved object. He stretched out his front paws, rubbed Linghu's head, and whispered something in Linghu's ear. Linghu suddenly became relaxed and peaceful, and there was a deathly tranquility in his eyes looking at Zhu Yan.

They didn't cry or cry anymore, and even stopped trembling. They just put on the most comfortable posture, waiting for the final judgment to come.

Zhu Yan opened his mouth in an incomparably pious and elegant manner, and in just a moment, twelve spirit foxes were swallowed by him. The whole process was peaceful and quiet, and it was completed in an instant.

Zhu Yan's attitude towards food has always been pious and cherished, and he never wastes food.

He stood up straight again, staring at the celestial master who was stunned on the altar.

Tianshi's scalp was numb and his legs were weak, he couldn't even escape, only felt his pants were hot and humid, he really scared himself to pee.

What he saw in front of him was an ancient ferocious beast that could swallow mountains and rivers, and with just a slight opening and closing of its lips, it could swallow the entire human beings in the market, including him.

"I, I, I, I didn't mean to disturb you..."

Tianshi could no longer utter a complete sentence, his legs were so weak that he couldn't support his body, and he fell to the ground directly.

Zhu Yan tilted his head, saw the water stains flowing from his crotch, frowned, and immediately lost interest in eating.

A long time ago, his young master warned him more than once not to touch unclean food.

So Zhu Yan changed from a fierce beast who devoured the world and devoured the world to a canary who was obsessed with cleanliness and was particular about it.

These people are so dirty and spoil the fun.

Zhu Yan was about to turn around and leave, but where could he be going?He lost a wisp of his soul, he couldn't even remember what happened before, why he appeared here, let alone everything about Jing Zhou, he was just hungry instinctively, following his instinct to find the food he wanted, And his long-lost young master Qi Jue.

The moment he jumped off the altar, a sharp sword intent struck, and Zhu Yan didn't even bother to hide. He just opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the sword intent stabbing towards him, easily defusing it.

He lazily turned his head and stared at the visitor with a kind of interesting eyes.

He was a clean and tender Taoist priest with a cute face, at least among the Taoist priests he met who wanted to put him to death, this one was more pleasing to the eye.

Zhu Yan swallowed, and the Taoist priest in front of him met his standards for food.

But this little Taoist priest seemed to have a bad temper, his peach blossom eyes were full of killing intent and vigilance, and he frequently used killer moves at him. Zhu Yan sighed in his heart, why do human beings always have no self-awareness as food?Wouldn't it be nice to be quiet and peaceful?

Zhu Yan has a habit, the more beautiful and delicious the food is, the more he likes to play with it, and he is willing to swallow it in one gulp.

But the little Daoist knew that he was not his opponent, but he still poured his true energy into the tip of the sword seriously, and the sword light gathered into a line, and stabbed straight at the red lotus between Zhu Yan's eyebrows.

Naturally, Zhu Yan would not pay attention to it. After all, although the little Daoist leader had beautiful sword skills, he was only of average level compared to the tens of thousands of monks who had besieged him.

In his eyes, such a monk is not much different from ants. The only difference may be that ants are ugly, while some human beings are beautiful and cute, and some are even uglier than ants.

And Zhu Yan also recognized that Xiao Daoist's sword moves were exactly Xuanji Mountain's Wuji swordsmanship.

Xuanji Mountain... is their neighbor in the ghost domain, and it is also the most difficult bone to crack. He just woke up, his memory is not clear, and he has forgotten many things, but he is also surprised that Xuanji Mountain has declined to this point, and the disciples he has taught Qualifications are difficult to be refined.

It's a pity, the only thing that is desirable is the face.

But when it comes to face, no one can compare to his young master Qi Jue.

Just when Zhu Yan was trying to sort out his memory, and playing tricks with the leader of the trail, the leader of the trail retreated towards the northwest alley. Zhu Yan knew that this was either leading him to a trap he had set up in advance, or he was delaying time to wait for reinforcements. Either it is to distract him from protecting important people, but Zhu Yan likes to accompany good-looking food to finish, the food is happy, and he tastes more delicious and satisfying.

So he complied with the wish of the Taoist leader, and very cooperatively chased him away from the altar.

Just as they disappeared into the alley, Zhu Yan heard a heart-piercing cry from a distance.

"--elder brother!!!"

"Brother!! Where are you!!!"

"elder brother!!!"

Outside the altar, Qi Wuwu, who was rushing over from the Yueniang Temple, was clutching his throbbing heart, burning with anxiety, his eyes were red and terrifying, his hand holding the sword was bulging, and trembling uncontrollably.

He has never hated his sick and weak body with incomplete soul as much as now, hated himself who can't work hard to practice swordsmanship.

Not long ago, Qi Wuzhi finished setting off the lotus lantern, and sat with Qi Wuzuo by the edge of the marriage pool to play with the fish. His illness happened again at an untimely time, his heart was cramping and he was unconscious. It seemed that someone was pulling his soul with his hands, so his brother hugged him distressedly, and his voice was so soft and soft that only they could hear each other— —

"Hey, bear with it, you won't be hurt when the festival is over."

"Go to sleep. When you wake up, the master will buy the Lantern Festival and come back. Let's eat the Lantern Festival together."

"It's meaningless, go to sleep..."

Qi Wuwu had always listened to his elder brother very much. When his elder brother coaxed him to sleep, he endured the pain and closed his eyes.

Brother seemed to put something in his nostrils, the faint fragrance, he sniffed it, and fell into a dark sleep, the pain in his heart eased by most.

When he woke up, there was a lot of noise in his ears, cries for help, and the night sky that was originally illuminated by lanterns was now filled with flames.

People running for their lives knocked down the lanterns and candles all over the place, sparks burst out and flames spread, and the originally bustling market quickly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

"elder brother--!"

Almost at the same time as he woke up with a start, he yelled out hastily that it was Gu Chengwang who helped him up, under the light of the fire, Gu Chengwang's brows that were always inseparable frowned even deeper.

"Where's my brother?" A subtle sense of foreboding rose in Qi Wuwu's heart, and his throbbing heart was pounding.

"The festival really attracted Zhu Yan, and the elder brother has already gone to control it." Although Gu Chengwang frowned and looked serious, his tone was still as calm as usual.

Qi Wuwu didn't care about his drowsy body, and sat up abruptly: "Brother, why is Zhu Yan's opponent!"

Said that he drew his sword and was about to rush, but he couldn't even stand still. The moment he got up, he staggered and almost fell into the pool of marriage. Fortunately, Gu Chengwang held him back: "You are Zhu Yan's opponent again! ?"

"..."

"Calm down, presumably the master is also with the elder brother."

"..."

"Before Eldest Brother left, he specially set up a protective barrier for you. You stay well, even if you go now, you will only add to the trouble."

"Where is Mistress?"

Gu Chengwang's expression darkened: "I can't stop him."

"Then you can't stop me."

Saying that, Qi Wuwu shook off Gu Chengwang's hand, and ran towards the altar towards the fire.

On this side, Qi Wusuo led Zhu Yan to Guyue Mountain on the outskirts of the city. On Guyue, it was deserted, and under the cliff was the rushing Changji River, with rocks on both sides.

If anyone fell off the cliff, they would either be crushed to pieces, or be washed downstream by the rushing water and become the prey of piranhas.

Of course, for a cultivator, it is not difficult to cross the cliff with a sword, but Zhu Yan's patience has almost been exhausted. At this moment, the moonlight is just right, and there is no one inhabited. opportunity.

But as soon as he moved his feet, strands of black vines immediately appeared on the grassy ground. These vines wrapped around his limbs like chains, and grew wildly in circles, cutting into his snow-white soft fur.

Zhu Yan couldn't move, not because he couldn't move, but because he didn't expect that if he pushed the food into a hurry, the food would get angry and bite back, even though the bite was not painful.

And that dainty trail leader is standing on the edge of the cliff at the moment, the moonlight is clear, he is anxiously releasing the spirit, as if waiting for his reinforcements to arrive.

Zhu Yan lamented in his heart, this little guy is quite pitiful, he is desperate and the reinforcements don't come to rescue him, just trying to entangle him with a few vines?It would be too contemptuous of him as an ancient beast.

It would be great if his reinforcements came, as this Xiaodao Chang was so well-groomed, his companions must not be far behind.

Zhu Yan only shook his body a little vigorously, and the vines wrapped around his body instantly shattered into powder, and new vines quickly grew from the fracture, spreading towards Qi Wuwu.

Qi Wusuo was about to jump towards the cliff when the vines hooked his neck and pulled him to Zhu Yan.

Qi Wusuo was knocked down by the rocks under him until the back of his head bled.

Zhu Yan smelled blood, and became more and more excited. He pressed his paw on Qi Wusuo's Adam's apple, and stared at Qi Wusuo condescendingly.

"Will your reinforcements come?"

Zhu Yan understands human nature and understands human language. I heard that he can also transform into a human form. Opportunity to see you.

Maybe it's because he just woke up from a century-old sleep, Zhu Yan's voice is deep and hoarse, which is pleasant to hear, but it also makes one's hair stand on end.

Qi Wusuo moved his body slightly, and was still struggling to send a message to Jing Zhou for help, but his call for help was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

He even thought, maybe Jing Zhou has already been swallowed by Zhu Yan... Impossible!It is impossible for Jing Zhou's character to die so easily, even if the soul under the opponent's shell is changed...

…Actually, Qi is not sure about how the plot will collapse.

As a book traveler, he didn't know what he would face if he failed the mission.

But if Jing Zhou died in that body, his own mission would also be forced to fail.

This is something more terrifying and desperate than his death in this world.

But even so...he also hopes that Qi Wuwu in this world can live in peace and joy until the end of the world.

Under Zhu Yan's sharp claws, Qi Wusuo closed his eyes peacefully, but the expected sharp pain did not hit, time was passing by little by little, and he was not swallowed by Zhu Yan in one gulp.

Time is like standing still.

Zhu Yan hesitated the moment he opened his mouth, and felt a vague sense of familiarity the moment he grabbed Xiaodao's neck.

It seems... It seems that he met the other party at some point, and they are very familiar.

But Zhu Yan's memory was too messed up, and the lack of spirit made him unable to think normally, and his headache was so painful that he was going to explode!

He hesitated for a moment, still unable to move, Qi Wu who was pressed under him turned quickly, he held back his spiritual breath, and silently poured the spiritual breath into his hands, condensing into an invisible sword intent, Without hesitation, he stabbed at Zhu Yan's softest abdomen!

One knife!Two knives!Show no mercy.

The mentally shaken Zhu Yan was stabbed a few times unexpectedly. Although it was not enough to kill him, the pain was still painful. The blood flowed out and spilled all over the floor. Qi Wuzuo kicked his wound again. The stunned Zhu Yan rolled to the side, curled up in pain because of the confusion of memory, his snow-white hair was stained red with blood, at first glance he looked very well-behaved and pitiful.

But Qi didn't know anything, this was Zhu Yan who could kill everyone with just opening his mouth.

When he was about to make up the knife, Zhu Yan's figure swayed, and the next moment, when he saw who was lying in front of him, Qi Wuwu let out a low ah in shock——

"Master??!!!"

Qi Wusuo's pupils trembled, and he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

Could it be that what is in front of me is a dream?Or the illusion that Zhu Yan set up for him?How can it be…

How could it be possible that the master who transmigrated was actually Zhu Yan, an ancient ferocious beast!

And at this moment, the footsteps behind him approached, and it was Yu Ci's voice, panicked and lost his composure like never before: "Where's Zhu Yan?!!"