Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

When Han Qingyun and Xing Luo were whispering, an inner disciple not far away was also listening to Xiao Yunshui's instructions, and he had to go back to the sect to report the situation first. Before leaving, what did Song Xiuyu say to him? Taking a peek at Han Qingyun, Yu Jian left.

The disciples have already sacrificed their flying swords, and they just wait for the master to step forward to lead the way.

Seeing that Han Qingyun didn't summon Feijian for a long time, Xiao Yunshui asked: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Master..." Han Qingyun racked his brains to make up nonsense, "The poison of the corpse is a bit special, and it has not been fully detoxified yet. It is not suitable to use spiritual power right now."

"What kind of corpse poison is it? This disciple has a lot of pills." Xiao Yunshui said as he opened the storage bag, there were bottles and cans inside, at least dozens of bottles, "Master, take a look, it may be useful."

Xiao Yunshui didn't practice alchemy, how could there be so many pills, Han Qingyun looked suspiciously, most of them were pills that the sect distributed to disciples on weekdays to help cultivation, heal wounds and detoxify, he didn't take it, could it be Hiding and waiting for germination.

Han Qingyun waved his hand to indicate that there is no need, Song Xiuyu said: "Master, your safety is the most important thing, you should go back to the sect first and let Master Qi Xia check it out, so that the disciples can rest assured."

Qi Xia is the master of Xianling Peak, she majors in medicine, and her medical skills are very superb. She can diagnose any strange poisons and diseases just by pointing her finger at the pulse gate, let alone such a big problem as seizing a house.

"However, the mere corpse poison will recover on its own in a few days." The more Han Qingyun looked at Song Xiuyu, the more he disliked him, and asking Qi Xia to check it would reveal his identity every minute.

The concern in Xiao Yunshui's eyes was not fake: "I don't know what danger is in Ningzhou City. Master, why don't you cultivate here for a few days, and then set off when you recover?"

In the city of Ningzhou, there are sects of cultivating immortals, and there are also many casual cultivators. In the city, there are business districts where cultivators gather.Only there can Han Qingyun find a way to study spiritual power. If he stays in Pingyu Town where there are only mortals, he may not be able to recover after a lifetime of cultivation.

"The safety and danger of the tens of thousands of people in Ningzhou City is unknown. How can I miss them by waiting for a trivial matter." Han Qingyun looked righteous on the surface, but in his heart he praised himself for saying such a golden sentence, and he had a righteous way The smell of light!

Xiao Yunshui's admiration was beyond words, and he bowed his body and saluted: "What the master said is, if the master does not dislike it, please ride the crane with the disciple."

The Crane Sword floated at the master's feet, and when he heard the words, he let out a sword cry, as if welcoming the master's favor.

The sword is a good sword, just narrow.

Flying swords carry people in film and television dramas, which is the credit of the green cloth of Wia. If it is really necessary to let people stand on a rapier less than two fingers wide, fly ten thousand feet in the air, and there is no seat belt. Isn’t it too long? .

Let's look at Xing Lao's Ghost Head Saber again. Although it is nameless and rusty, it is wide enough to hold at least one foot firmly.

"Xing Luo, I'll ride with you." Han Qingyun stepped on the ghost knife as he spoke.

Xing Luo lifted the hem of his clothes that he had almost stepped on, then put on the knife, stood behind Han Qingyun, and put his hand on Han Qingyun's side: "Yes."

Han Qingyun took his hand, raised his chin slightly, maintained the arrogance of No. 1 spiritual practice, and flew to the group of disciples with the ghost knife before he let out a long breath.

The flying knife lifted into the air, Han Qingyun looked at the gradually shrinking house under his feet, his heart trembled, and he grabbed Xing Luo's forearm forcefully: "Brother apprentice, has anyone fallen from the flying sword?"

"When I was a beginner, many disciples stumbled and fell, but they were not high, and most of them were fine." Feeling the strength in Han Qingyun's hands increased a bit, Xing felt mischievous, "I heard that there were monks who Taking the mortal Yujian on the road, the monk flew too fast, the mortal lost his balance and fell from the sky..."

"Stop talking!" Han Qingyun hugged Xing Luo's arm, "Slow down."

Xing Luo chuckled, and whispered in Han Qingyun's ear, "Master, I lied to you."

"You..." Han Qingyun turned back to ask for responsibility, and was afraid of losing his balance, so he could only twist his arm, "You really won't fall?"

"How could I let Master fall down?"

Xing Luo's deep and melodious laughter came to his ears, and Han Qingyun always felt a little strange. After pondering for a long time, he remembered that the big boss Xing Luo sneered a few times in the original work except after being blackened, and every time there were corpses everywhere, It seems that the rest of the time is bitter and bitter.

He was actually smiling at this moment, quite happily.

Look, what a kid, if you insist on bullying him, you won't give up until you become black. The master has no heart, and the author has no heart.

Ningzhou City is one of the few mortal towns that have cultivation sects settled in it.

Decades ago, Daoist Huiming, who was still a casual cultivator at that time, traveled here and saw that this place was connected to the Tianwenzong territory of the Lingxiu Dazong in the east, and the mountains where countless small schools and sects gathered in the west, and the desert and life and death in the south. Behind the sea is the secret land of the Southland where all cultivators flock to. The northern road can lead directly to many big cities for mortals.

What Huiming cultivated was the way of alchemy. This way is no better than the way of weapons and blades. In terms of strength compared to fighting, it is undoubtedly at the lower level, but the elixirs produced are unneeded by everyone in the cultivation world.

The Danding Sect was founded here, and almost all cultivators who entered the secret realm and took the Zongmen Examination passed by here would patronize their business.

Huiming also set up a trading spiritual market around the sect, which is convenient for cultivators to buy and sell. Once they come and go, the more funds, the richer the resources, and more cultivators who come to worship the master. Dandingzong is like this rise at a rapid rate.

It stands to reason that alchemy is similar to medicine, and it can also save lives and heal the wounded. With them in charge, it is really strange that a large number of mortals in Ningzhou City died.

In the original book, the water source of Ningzhou City was poisoned by the devil. After Dan Dingzong discovered the epidemic, he distributed a large number of pills to the sick, but failed to save them until the second batch of new pills was replaced. , and saved the lives of the rest of the people.

When Han Qingyun read this passage, he felt that the logic was illogical. The level of Dan Dingzong's production of elixirs was top-notch in the cultivation world. How could such an irresistible thing happen.

When Han Qingyun and his entourage arrived, the plague in Ningzhou City had apparently been resolved, and the city was peaceful, and the faces of the people were not covered in any haze, but there were obviously fewer pedestrians.

Xiao Yunshui asked the peddler beside the road: "Has there been any catastrophe in the city recently?"

"Are you the fairy elders who came to investigate the epidemic? There was an epidemic in the city seven days ago, and many people were killed. Fortunately, the immortal elders of the Dandingzong rescued it in time, and everything is fine." The hawker showed gratitude, "The immortal elder They also distributed elixir to strengthen the health of all the people, I took one, and I have the strength to work as expected!"

"Master, it seems that this disaster has passed." Seeing Xing Luo standing beside Han Qingyun, Xiao Yunshui boldly took half a step forward.

Han Qingyun didn't care about these etiquettes, but when he stood by, he couldn't help pretending to be indifferent, and said with a straight face: "Where did the disaster come from? Has the root of the disaster been eradicated?"

With only these two questions, Xiao Yunshui immediately realized that he hadn't thought carefully: "Master is thinking about it."

Xiao Yunshui respected the teacher, there was nothing wrong with it, it was just waiting for Han Qingyun to give orders, which made people a little tired.

Han Qingyun very much hoped that this apprentice brother could mature and solve the incident by himself, so that he could study and use spiritual power immediately, and leave aside these disciples by the way, go shopping in the market, eat, drink, sleep and sleep happily without prudence.

"Yunshui, as a direct disciple, you should have your own judgment, and you don't need to obey your teacher in everything." Seeing Xiao Yunshui was stunned, Han Qingyun said helplessly, "Go to the Dandingzong."

The Dandingzong made a lot of money, but the sect was not built brilliantly. Except for the alchemy area, it looked like an iron wall built with high-level spiritual materials, and the rest of the palaces were only a few points larger than the homes of ordinary people in the city.

Pill Dao cultivators researched new pills, and they often had to purchase top-quality pill furnaces, spirit stones, and elixir medicines. The Pill Dingzong was generous enough to distribute pills to the people in the city. Presumably, they really didn't have much money left to build houses.

Tianwenzong has become famous since the war between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, and has become the number one sect of spiritual cultivation. Hearing that the disciples of Tianwenzong came to visit, the leader was Han Qingyun, and Master Huiming came to greet him in person immediately. People lead into the hall.

Talking too much and revealing flaws, after Han Qingjun took the guest seat, he signaled Xiao Yunshui to let him solve the current incident.

Xiao Yunshui explained the purpose of his visit, Huiming shook his head remorsefully: "This is indeed my sect's dereliction of duty, causing so many innocent people to die tragically. As for the plague, it has been suppressed. With the elixir newly developed by our sect, the common people will be safe .”

"There is no natural disaster in Ningzhou City, and there is no war. Why did the plague break out and have not been discovered in time, so that so many people died?" Xiao Yunshui asked.

Huiming was at a loss for words when asked, "This... the plague is also a natural disaster, and it spreads so fast that by the time it is discovered, it will be too late."

Xiao Yunshui: "Where is the place of origin?"

"This...is really not clear." Huiming couldn't answer, "The problem has been solved now, and my sect will definitely pay more attention in the future, and will never let this kind of disaster happen again."

Generally speaking, it is really difficult to ask questions about this, so Xiao Yunshui bowed to Han Qingyun for instructions.

This apprentice brother is really not mature enough, forget it, the master also found the problem in the original book, Han Qingyun said coldly: "Did someone release the epidemic poison?"

After some digging by him, Xiao Yunshui realized that it was not necessarily because there were a large number of corpses that the demon cultivator created corpse puppets, or it was possible that he killed people to obtain corpses for the purpose of creating corpse puppets: "Really, we need to investigate the food and water sources in the city. .”

"I was negligent. It's getting late today. If you don't mind, please rest in our sect first. I will personally accompany you to investigate tomorrow." Huiming was very cooperative.

Huiming didn't dare to neglect Han Qingyun and his party at all, and arranged for them the most luxurious guest house in the sect. Han Qingyun moved from a six-person dormitory to a two-person room in Pingyu Town, and the roommates didn't snore or grind their teeth. , I am already very satisfied, seeing the luxurious presidential suite at this moment, I am so excited that I want to roll a few times on the big bed with silk sash.

I slept very soundly that night. When I woke up the next morning, the sun was almost at noon. Han Qingyun was in a hurry to go out. Seeing his sloppy clothes, he opened the door a crack and peeped out. Standing at the door, he beckoned and whispered: "Xing Luo, come in."

"What time is it?" He naturally asked Xing Luo to help with the clothes, while lowering his head to learn how to dress, "Where are Yunshui and the others?"

"It's almost noon, and the second junior brother heard that you were not recovered and needed to rest, so he took the initiative to take his disciples to check the plague." Xing Luo quickly tidied up his clothes and hair.

"That's great." Han Qingyun grabbed Xing Luo's wrist, "Come with me for a stroll."