I have become a treasure that everyone is looking for [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Xiezhi: "..."

He tried to struggle, but it was useless except to be tied even tighter.Cheng Xiezhi quickly made some calculations, and confirmed that the possibility of him being head-on and getting out of the game was not high. He suppressed the subtle unhappiness in his heart, and continued to say in an innocent voice: "Can't you let me go?"

The visitor ignored his words, and looked him up and down with a complex look that Cheng Xiezhi couldn't understand. The young man was handsome, but his clothes were clearly different from those of the people in this world, and his black and white pupils looked like Wrapped in a layer of mist, the sly one flashes through it, revealing the obedient and obedient mask in front of people.

The thoughts of young people who are not deeply involved in the world are always easy to understand. He saw Cheng Xiezhi's small thoughts at a glance, but he did not expose them. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the restless long sword on the museum shelf. The long sword seemed extremely frightened He retracted obediently.

Cheng Xiezhi also noticed the sudden change of the long sword, his brows moved slightly, and he became more wary of the person in front of him, and his slightly raised moist eyes were still clear.

The young man in front of him twitched his lips, smiled slowly, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

His tone was calm, and he didn't give people a sense of aggressive questioning and accusation. Inexplicably, Cheng Xie let down his heart a little bit, secretly relieved as if he didn't notice it, blinked his eyes, and answered plausibly: "I don't know." I know. I'm here all of a sudden."

"Can you take me home, brother."

The end sound that was put softly because of deliberate weakness rolled on the tip of his tongue, and the man looked down at him with a half-smile, his fingertips rubbed the blood vessels in his wrist, and slowly let go.

I don't know what it was to poke the man. After Cheng Xiezhi deliberately showed weakness, the atmosphere between the two eased up a little. They had a friendly conversation. Cheng Xiezhi got the information he wanted, and at the same time, he was tacitly allowed to stay in the palace.

The peach blossoms in the palace □□ courtyard are in full bloom one after another, and the distant sky is dyed into smoke powder. Standing on the steps and looking out, Cheng Xiezhi can only see the green mountain peaks shrouded in mist, as beautiful as a girl.

He learned from the man named Shen Hanlang that this is a world completely different from the interstellar era he lived in before. Although the development of science and technology has lagged behind interstellar for many years, some people here can do what interstellar humans dream of - cultivating immortals.

Supreme power and immortal youth are the things that countless human beings pursue one after another. It is an irresistible ambition and delusion, and few people can escape from it.

Cheng Xiezhi couldn't help being curious about this field he hadn't touched at all, but he didn't plan to do it rashly before he figured out the rules of the world.

Soon, Cheng Xiezhi learned from the disciples guarding the main hall that not everyone in this world has the talent for cultivating immortals. One in a million is chosen, and those who are finally qualified to ascend to the avenue are even rarer.

Shen Hanlang is such a cherished species.

He is the most promising person in hundreds of years, and even the Dao of Heaven has high hopes for him.But Shen Hanlang has a lot of personality and ideas, and he can ascend to the ground immediately, but he just wants to stay in the world.

The disciple who watched the palace gate obviously admired Shen Hanlang fanatically, and without Cheng Xiezhi's troublesome formulas, he poured out everything he knew like beans.

Shen Hanlang was born in a noble family in a small country, his family was prominent, and his disciples and old officials were all over the government and the public. Even the princess and grandson could not compare to Shen Hanlang, the eldest son of the Shen family.If there is no accident, he should be an extremely personable minister, a general and a prime minister all the way, and it is not impossible for him to become an emperor if he intends to rebel.

In the end, he met an emperor who didn't play cards according to common sense. He didn't care whether the dragon chair under his buttocks was stable or not. The day goes on and on.When he was young, Shen Hanlang was escorted by loyal servants and escaped from birth by chance. The middle is omitted. More than ten years later, Shen Hanlang learned the arts and went to his homeland from his seclusion to take revenge. He found that the emperor who killed his family was already in the chaos of the world war. In a piece of loess, the country was overthrown by the rebels long ago, and the achievements of thousands of years have been turned into jokes.

Seeing this, Shen Hanlang resolutely worshiped in the Immortal Sect once he found it out, and became the first in the current Immortal Sect by virtue of his outstanding talent.

Known as Lu Shuangjun in the world.

Cheng Xiezhi didn't know how much water was in the story that the little disciple threw countless hands, but through the conversation, he at least knew that Shen Hanlang's status was very high in this world of cultivating immortals.

High position and weight, these four words mean that Shen Hanlang is not a person who is easy to deceive.

But fortunately, Shen Hanlang was quite indulgent towards Cheng Xiezhi, acquiescing to his various behaviors of probing and inquiring in this hall.

Talking with the little disciples can't satisfy Cheng Xiezhi's curiosity at all, Cheng Xiezhi wants to associate with more people in this world.It's a pity that this hall is built on a cliff, and a few steps out of the hall is an abyss ten thousand feet high. A gust of wind surges from below, blowing away the clouds and mist around the feet, and a few big birds with bright tail feathers spread their wings and hover in the abyss, sharp and fierce His eyes couldn't help turning to Cheng Xiezhi.

As long as he stepped out of the protection range of the hall, he would be torn into pieces by the vicious birds and become a delicious meal.

Such a dangerous place has an exceptionally charming name.

Habitat Biya.

A peach blossom tremblingly blooms on the cliff in the wind. Cheng Xiezhi wonders if he can use this to judge the season. After all, all the plants in this space are verdant and evergreen, including certain kinds that should not bloom in this season. flower.

He subconsciously grasped the peach blossom seed that he had brought from the interstellar age, a piece of peach blossom petal was blown to the tip of his hair by the wind, and the cold fragrance floated.Cheng Xiezhi narrowed his eyes, turned and walked into the hall.

A few days had allowed him to get a preliminary understanding of the rules of the world from other people, and Cheng Xiezhi didn't intend to stop there. After thinking for a while, he took the initiative to find Shen Hanlang and put forward his intentions.

If he could, he wanted to get out of here and go somewhere else to see if he could find a clue to get home.

Shen Hanlang sat upright in front of the desk, holding a pen and closing his eyes, and smiled lightly upon hearing this.

A liar full of lies.

Cheng Xiezhi couldn't see the expression on his face, and there was a moment of silence in the empty hall before the other party raised his thin eyelids and calmly stated the facts.

"There's no way down here."

Of course Cheng Xiezhi knew it. After all, he could see the edge of the cliff as soon as he went out. There was no way down the mountain, but there was a way down to the underworld.

Apart from Shen Hanlang, there are only Cheng Xiezhi and two guard disciples in the hall, and only one of Cheng Xie is a real "ordinary person".

The two young disciples have reached the bigu stage, and they don't need to eat whole grains. It is said that they will be replaced every six months. The fairy gate will send people over again. No matter how hard it is, it will only be six months. It is common to retreat in a place for three to five years, and six months is naturally not worth mentioning.As for Shen Hanlang, to his situation, it doesn't matter whether there is a way or not.

The guard disciples were not allowed to go down the mountain, Shen Hanlang didn't need to travel, and the only one who was really restricted was Cheng Xiezhi, an ordinary person who couldn't make a living by blowing flowers and chewing pistils.

Cheng Xiezhi didn't want to be trapped in such an isolated place for the rest of his life, he decisively expressed his desire to leave to Shen Hanlang, and after getting an unclear answer, Cheng Xiezhi paused and said: "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty." .”

All of a sudden, Shen Hanlang was put on the shelf.

Shen Hanlang put down his pen and waved to him to let him sit in front of him.

Cheng Xiezhi is well-behaved and obedient, compared to the beautiful and prosperous facial features in the future, the youthfulness of a young man can still be vaguely seen at this time, but the sharpness has just formed, and sometimes the unstoppable sharpness of the eyebrows is like a knife out of its sheath.

Never like a really well-behaved and obedient child.

When he sat down, Shen Hanlang beckoned, and a sword shining with dazzling white light flew into his hand. The sword spike lightly struck, and Cheng Xie recognized at a glance that it was the first day when he came here. his sword.

"It likes you very much."

Shen Hanlang said in a warm voice, his fingertips caressed the blade of the sword, and the long sword made a soft clanging sound.

Cheng Xiezhi's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, noncommittal.

"This is the king's sword."

Polite and alienated, cautiously probing after listening carefully - he couldn't figure out Shen Hanlang's attitude.

"It's okay to give it to you if you like it." Shen Hanlang wrote lightly.

"When your sword is well practiced, you will be able to go down the mountain with the sword." As if he could see through Cheng Xiezhi's deepest thoughts, Shen Hanlang raised his eyes when he said this, "This is the fastest way."

Cheng Xiezhi paused when he was about to refuse, and immediately swallowed without changing his expression, "Thank you for the sword, Your Majesty. But I don't know how to use a sword, nor do I know how to control a sword."

Shen Hanlang glanced at him: "I can teach you."

Lu Shuangjun's swordsmanship is unique in the world, and he is one of the most famous sword masters in the world. It is the dream of many swordsmen to wait for his advice, let alone teach him personally.

Cheng Xiezhi didn't know anything about the outside world, and didn't know that a great good thing happened to him, but he could also guess that the teaching value of Xianmen No.1 was immeasurable.Faced with such a good thing, Cheng Xiezhi's fingers on the robe moved slightly, and a trace of hesitation could be seen with the naked eye.

It's not about guessing that Shen Hanlang has ulterior motives or anything, it's just that Cheng Xiezhi unilaterally doesn't want to have too much contact with him.

Although he was curious about cultivating immortals in this world, it was viewed from the perspective of an outside observer. It would be too boring for him to embark on the journey of immortality and pursue the avenue of longevity.Therefore, Cheng Xiezhi didn't plan to have too much contact with this world at the beginning, he still looked forward to returning to his familiar environment, even though there was nothing good about that place.

But in order to leave this place and regain freedom, Cheng Xiezhi had to follow Shen Hanlang's request to learn swordsmanship and accept his teachings.

In an instant, Cheng Xiezhi weighed the advantages and disadvantages several times in his heart, lowered his slender eyelashes like a butterfly tail, covered the tips of his ears with his slightly long hair, and respectfully took the sword in Shen Hanlang's hand with both hands.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Etiquette impeccable respect.

……

Sword practice mostly starts from childhood. Many people have already decided the path they will take in their life when they are very young. Although it is impossible to judge whether this path is correct, at least they have laid a solid foundation. Xie Zhi - not at all.

Fortunately, his limbs are softer than ordinary people who have no foundation, coupled with his natural quick response and strong perception, he can avoid a lot of hardships during the practice process.

He held the hilt of the sword, the sweat rolling down his not fully opened face: "It's fine as long as you beat you, right?"

Shen Hanlang wiped the edge of the sword, smiled without saying a word.

Cheng Xiezhi was just sent flying by Shen Hanlang's sword in actual combat, and the opponent's sword was not even out of its sheath at all, which made Cheng Xiezhi feel the surging sword intent overwhelmingly oppressed.

Compared with leaving, the stronger desire to win and lose firmly occupies his heart at this moment.

Of course Cheng Xiezhi can be regarded as a young genius, his parents are both extraordinary people, he was born to attract attention, even if he deliberately hides his edge, few of his peers who approach him can keep up with him.Such Cheng Xiezhi is of course proud.

Shen Hanlang was the biggest setback he had encountered in his life - regardless of talent, the other party's many years of rich experience was enough to beat him.

Cheng Xiezhi had never lost so many times to a single person.

He grasped the hilt of the sword again, thinking to himself: One day I will use the sword to kill him squarely in the duel field - just defeating once is not enough.

Indifferently, he swung his sword again, knocking off the sword that raised his jaw.

Cheng Xiezhi did not doubt that he could do it, and Shen Hanlang did not doubt this either.Cheng Xiezhi is the most talented swordsman he has seen in so many years, but in just a short period of time, the young man has made rapid progress, and there are few rivals among people of his age. My own age is also slightly inferior.

However, it would take several years for Cheng Xiezhi to win against him.

The gap created by time will take enough time to make up.

Shen Hanlang was looking forward to the day when the person he personally taught would beat him.

He smiled slightly, and the sword in his hand was like lightning, brushing the tall boy's hair, and the tip of the sword picked up a falling peach blossom petal.

Cheng Xiezhi pursed his lips, turned his head slightly, and the cold sword edge against his neck also shifted an inch to hide.

He blinked and said softly: "...brother."

Bear the burden of humiliation.

Cheng Xiezhi evaluated himself in this way.

Ever since Cheng Xiezhi's swordsmanship developed rapidly, Shen Hanlang's strikes became more and more ruthless and merciless.Several times Cheng Xiezhi thought he was going to die by the opponent's sword.But this situation didn't last long, and Cheng Xiezhi quickly found a way to fight back. When he really couldn't beat him, showing weakness was also a means.

Perhaps it was because Shen Hanlang was obsessed with cultivation in the past and had never encountered such a posture. When Cheng Xiezhi showed weakness, he would always stare at Cheng Xiezhi with dim eyes before withdrawing his sword.

It is a good method that Cheng Xiezhi has tried a hundred times.

Of course, this approach also has disadvantages.Next time Shen Hanlang will push Cheng Xiezhi even more into desperation.Under such repeated torture, Cheng Xiezhi's swordsmanship has improved rapidly, although he is still a bit behind Shen Hanlang, but among his peers in the same age group, there is no one who is more amazing and talented than him.

Shen Hanlang looked at him as if looking at a piece of rough jade that he had carefully polished.

In addition to learning swordsmanship, Cheng Xiezhi also read all the books in Shen Han Langshu Pavilion in his spare time.These are very interesting things for him, so he is not in a hurry to go back.

Let's wait until he wins against Shen Hanlang.

soon.that day.

Cheng Xiezhi thought expectantly.

Shen Hanlang stood in front of the wooden lattice window with his hands behind his back, peach blossoms that never faded all year round were falling in the courtyard, when the young man swung his sword with sharp swordsmanship, the peach blossoms all over his sleeves flew away, with a cold fragrance filling his face.

He suddenly remembered that when he first met the other party, he noticed his own aura in this completely strange boy.

Although Cheng Xiezhi hid it well, the entire hall was shrouded in his consciousness, and no secret action could hide it from him.He soon knew that the breath came from the peach blossom seeds in the young man's hand.

It's a very strange thing, although they have never met before, but the seed in the young man's hand does have his aura.He always thought that it was the seed that aroused his curiosity, but only now did he vaguely understand that the first thing he saw was never a seed, but the cunning and agile young man.

Shen Hanlang hooked the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner.

……

"The Lingtai meeting?"

Hearing this name, Cheng Xiezhi raised his eyebrows.

This is a major competition held once every ten years by the immortal sect in this world. The purpose is to select the best seedlings with the most potential and talent for emphatic training.

Shen Hanlang has been famous all over the world for many years, it is impossible to participate in the competition, but it is completely reasonable to be invited to be a judge.

Shen Hanlang nodded.

Cheng Xiezhi: "...so you want to take me there?"

Shen Hanlang looked down at him.

To catch a bird completely, you have to relax to a certain extent, and you can't relax blindly. Proper relaxation is also a necessary means.

"Okay." Cheng Xiezhi nodded quickly.

Leaving Qibiya this time, he will not come back again.As for practicing swordsmanship, where can't it be practiced anyway?

Who wants to stay in this ghost place for decades?

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