Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

In front of the gate of Taichu Mountain, a pair of brocade boots were spinning around in place. It was the young owner who was driven out by Nan Rongqi to beg for his Taoist companion.

He was dressed in a strong outfit, with ruffled arrow sleeves, and he looked like a proud man from a distance, but if you got closer, you could see that he was in a mess, his hair was disheveled, and his expression was extremely depressed.

Nan Rongke wandered around seven or eight times, gritted his teeth, and set foot on the steps of Taichu Mountain again.

As soon as the foot stepped on the big white marble steps, several golden lights rose instantly between the sky and the earth, and a huge magic circle centered on Nan Rongke's right foot, suddenly unfolded.

Nan Rongke mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to fight against the magic circle under his feet, and climbed up the jade steps of Taichu Mountain step by step.With every step forward, the force falling on the feet becomes heavier. After climbing more than ten steps, the feet already weigh a thousand catties, and they can no longer lift them up.

In the next moment, the mountain protection circle suddenly exploded.

As the wind howled, Nan Rongke pulled out the spirit sword "Wuyuan" from his waist, firmly blocked the oncoming violent magic power, and with a clang, countless spiritual lights splashed out.

But in the end it was the magic circle that was superior, overturning those who had rushed out of the mountain in one fell swoop, Nan Rongke grabbed the sword of no resentment and retreated quickly, but was still knocked ten feet away by the majestic force.

The broken branches drew several thin marks on his cheeks and neck, he stopped with his sword, wiped away the blood, and cursed: Song Yao is in Sect Master Xue's lair, can I snatch him back by myself?

If I want to be able to do this, the Sect Master of Sword Sect should have replaced me long ago!

Just as he was hesitating, he saw an aura flying out from the mountain in the distance, and landed tremblingly on his shoulder.

He slapped it down and pressed it in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Yihe's voice drifted out weakly: "Oh..."

Nan Rongke was startled: "Are you dead?"

After Xiao Yihe held his breath and pretended to be unconscious, he was hugged and sent back to the bamboo house. With his eyes closed, he knew that the person who was hugging him was none other than Sect Master Xue. Xue Xuanwei put him on the couch, stayed for a while before turning and leaving.

He was lying paralyzed on the bamboo couch at the moment, recalling Xue Xuanwei's horrific actions in the past few days, and the announcement of his citizenship issued in the afternoon, and his back felt a sudden chill.

Either he was crazy, or Xue Xuanwei was crazy.

If I had known this before, it would be better not to run away from the marriage and harm Nan Rongqi's family than to stare at Xue Xuanwei!

Join Xue Xuanwei?Double cultivation with Sect Master Xue?

Xiao Yihe didn't even dare to think about that scene!

He has low spiritual power, does not use many spells, and dare not use forbidden spells in front of Sect Master Xue.

He tried to send out dozens of auras in one breath, but most of them were blocked by Fuyunfeng's formation. Although a few of them fought hard and broke out, the spiritual power attached to them was almost wiped out. I'm afraid that if you can't get out of the Taichu Mountain Range, it will be completely dissipated.

I didn't have much hope at first, but I didn't expect that Nan Rongke was so close and received his voice transmission technique!

Xiao Yihe sat up and said excitedly: "Nan Rongke! A friend in need is a friend, are you here to save me?"

"..." Nan Rongke heard that he was alive and well, but in contrast to himself being poor and pitiful, he was closed in front of the mountain gate day and night, and he almost put up the sign "Nanrong and dogs are not allowed to enter" in front of the mountain gate. He immediately sneered, "Don't you want to be by Sect Master Xue's side day and night, don't you just get what you want right now! I'm leaving!"

He retracted his sword and turned his head, only to hear Song Yao wailing miserably: "One day husband and wife, one hundred days grace, although I couldn't worship with you, I still wore wedding clothes together, you can't leave me alone!"

Nan Rongke said angrily: "Who is married to you? Your dog can't spit out ivory!"

Xiao Yihe cried: "We have lived and ate together for so long, don't you have any feelings for me?"

Nan Rongke: "I—"

Before the words fell, a cold voice sounded from behind: "What should he have feelings for you?"

"..."

"..."

Nan Rongke's fingertips felt cold, blood all over his body went to Tianling Gai, he turned his head stiffly and took a look, saw Xuanqing's Taoist clothes rolled in the wind, and knelt down with a plop: "Sect Master Xue!"

He wanted to cry but had no tears, he didn't come when he was supposed to come, and he always came when Song Yao was talking nonsense.

Xue Xuanwei had already picked up the voice-transmitting aura: "Is there still unfinished lovesickness?"

How could Nan Rongke dare to have any lovesickness, so he said without confessing: "...Sect Master Xue Mingjian, it was my father who asked me to see if he was still alive. He said that if he died, he would take the body back and bury it in my ancestral grave. "

Xiao Yihe: "..."

Before Xiao Yihe could speak, Xue Xuanwei strangled the aura to death, then lowered his head and swept over the embarrassment on Nan Rongke's body.

If you are a junior, you would have been kicked out of the Taichu Mountain Range when you stepped on the jade steps for the first time. In the past few days, Nan Rongke has ventured into the mountain several times, and he has climbed more than ten steps and is still able to stand on his own. The several Linglie moves show how domineering the Nanrong family's Zhenyang Spirit Vein is in helping him practice.

Given time, Nan Rongke's achievements on the road cannot be underestimated.

No wonder Nan Rongqi dared to say that Song Yao can only survive and benefit if he and Nan Rongke have a double cultivation.

Aside from the Nanrong family, I am afraid that no other sect has such confidence.

But even though the Nan Rong family has a god-given spiritual vein, the true yang spiritual vein is extremely hot. With Song Yao's yin and cold physique, even if he is a double cultivator, he will have to suffer from the sun's heat and scorching pulse for several years.

Besides, in terms of dual cultivation, there is a more suitable candidate than Nanrong in this world.

Xue Xuan lowered his eyes slightly and said: "Little Nephew Nan Rong, since you are here, please stay and watch the ceremony."

Nan Rongke was at a loss. He hadn't heard that Taichu Jianzong had an important ceremony recently.

Before Xue Xuanwei continued, he frowned suddenly and looked in the direction of Fu Yunfeng.

Before Nan Rongke could ask "what ceremony", the sleeves of his robe rolled up in front of him in an instant, and with a whistling sound of "Cunxinbumu", Sect Master Xue raised his sword to the sky and rushed straight to the inner mountain.

In a blink of an eye, Xue Xuanwei had arrived at the door of the bamboo house, and opened the bamboo door, what he saw was Xiao Yihe standing on the stool, throwing a white silk on the beam.

He looked at it for a while before saying, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yihe's eyes were not good, he threw it a few times before he threw it in the right place, while knotting the white silk, he said dryly: "As Sect Master Xue saw, I don't really want to live anymore."

Xue Xuanwei: "..."

"Why." Xue Xuan was silent for a moment, "Do you like Nan Rongke? Or Nan Rongqi."

Xiao Yihe stopped his movements, wondering why he brought Nan Rongqi along with him even if he mentioned Nan Rongke.

These two people are more than dozens of years apart, the age gap is huge, and there is a relationship between them, so they can't get along.But after thinking about it, there is no age in cultivating Taoism, and the difference between him and Xue Xuanwei is more than that. Didn't Sect Master Xue plan to dominate Song Yao.

Sure enough, when a filthy person sees filth, if he likes it himself, he thinks others like it too?Beast!

He said: "No one likes it."

Xue Xuanwei said again: "That's because of the dual cultivation of the same nationality."

Xiao Yihe didn't say a word.

Xue Xuanwei knew that he had hit the point, and frowned: "If you don't share the dual cultivation with others, you will die in less than thirty years."

Xiao Yihe shook the white silk that had just been fastened to the beam: "What do you think this is?"

"..." Xue Xuanwei's face darkened slightly, and he clasped his sleeves tightly, "You mean, you would rather die than join me."

Xiao Yihe didn't answer, and stared at his sharp shadow for a long time. He stood in the endless setting sun, but his whole body was like a statue without warmth, and the sun couldn't reach his shoulders no matter what.

For some reason, I could see a little loneliness from his solitary and independent figure.

He shook his head in an instant, driving such weird thoughts out of his mind.

Xue Xuanwei stared at him without saying a word, slowly loosened the clenched hands in his sleeves, and hung them by his side, but no one saw the traces of blood red between the seams of his armor.

Xiao Yihe made a gesture that he really wanted to hang himself up, only to hear the sound of Xue Xuanwei's robe fluttering slightly and his teeth clenched.

"Okay, you would rather die than surrender, that's very good."

He took two steps outside, suddenly staggered and half-kneeled on the ground, frowning, immediately supported the wall with one hand, and put the other hand on the side of his head, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, as if he had an unbearable headache.

"...Sect Master Xue?"

Seeing his swaying figure, Xiao Yihe hurriedly jumped off the stool, only to find that his shoulders were trembling slightly when he ran over.

Xue Xuanwei tightly clasped his wrist, pondered a few times, and then slowly relaxed.

Xiao Yihe was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to touch his spiritual veins, before he could deeply measure it, the Daoist zhenqi that was automatically lingering around the protector burst out, and he was suddenly thrown against the wall by a strong force, with a bang.

Xue Xuanwei strangled his spirit energy slightly, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

With a hot wave in his chest, Xiao Yihe got up again and saw that he had lost consciousness with his head down.With such a powerful spiritual energy, Xue Xuanwei's body will be fine.

Carefully approaching, I saw him with his eyes closed, very quiet.

Having not seen him for decades, his face became a little more mature, as if a thin and sharp blade was wrapped in a thick scabbard. Although it became much calmer, it somehow made people feel that the scabbard weighed heavily on his shoulders.

He picked up the "sharp knife" and dragged it onto the bed.

Strange to say, the Taoist incense on Xue Xuanwei's body was mixed with a little medicinal smell, and after sticking it on and sniffing carefully, it seemed to be gone again.

Xiao Yihe raised his hand to cover the center of his brows, just like Xuanwei used to do when he had nightmares when he had nightmares, gently rubbed his frowning brows away.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Yihe reached into his arms after his breathing gradually stabilized.

Taking the opportunity to find out the long-coveted Jade Order, he casually picked up two pieces of clothes and some miscellaneous items, rolled them up with a large cloth, and stuffed them into the spirit pouch.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry!"

He made a decisive decision and ran down the mountain without looking back.

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At the same time, in front of the gate of Taichu Mountain.

Nan Rongke had been taught by Sect Master Xue when he was young, so he was even more in awe of him. Seeing him go away, he was about to heave a long sigh of relief when suddenly he saw a flying sword go back and forth. straight.

Nan Rongke looked sad, watching the flying sword getting closer and closer.

Is the master of Jianzong such a person, and he has to find another way to settle accounts?

At this time, suddenly a handsome head poked out from the flying sword, looked down and said: "Huh, brother Nan Rong? You are here, it's great."

The person came down slowly, gently pulled a sword flower, and put the long sword behind his back.

His face is as white as jade, with phoenix eyes and starry eyes, wearing a soft-soft and clean Liangyi robe, wearing a Tai Chi fish, and wearing a green jade hairpin, in short, he is an extremely gentle and handsome Taoist leader.

Nan Rongke felt relieved and got up on the spot: "Xiaochao Daoist!"

Daoist Xiaochao, he has seen it before. He met him a few times when he hunted monsters before. He is acquainted, but he is not familiar with him. All he knows is that he is the only direct disciple on the Guanhua Peak of the Sword Sect in the early days. Zhao Xizhi ran errands.

Although Zhao Wendao worshiped under Guanhuajun's sect, in fact, his swordsmanship was taught by Xue Zongzhu himself, which is quite the legacy of the Sword God Mountain, and because he often appeared on behalf of the Taichu Sword Sect, he was quite favored by the Taoist sect.

Some people say that in the future, Taichu Sword Sect will be handed over to him sooner or later.

"Just ask me to hear the Tao." Chao Wendao looked around, "What are you doing kneeling here? I heard that you got married recently, why don't you see your little Taoist companion?"

He has been staying in Guanhua Hall to take care of his master, so he is not aware of the rumors of "taking his wife" that are raging outside the mountain gate.

For a moment, Zhao Wendao suddenly realized that maybe the little Taoist couple came back to visit relatives.

Don't mention my Taoist partner who killed a thousand swords, Nan Rongke waved his hand, not wanting to relive the painful episode, he embraced Chaowen and said: "Seeing you in a hurry, where are you going?"

Chao Wendao was taken aback: "Flying letters from the Taoist sect say that Daichuan is plagued by evil things, and several fellow Taoists have been murdered. I just want to find out."

Nan Rongke immediately: "Eliminate the scourge? Take me one!"

Chao was naturally happy when he heard about Dao. Nanrong’s family was born with true yang spirit veins, which are the most effective at killing evil spirits, but then he hesitated again: “Brother Nanrong is willing to help, so it’s a good thing. ……Well?"

Nan Rongke covered his mouth, making him swallow the word "couple" forcefully.

"It is our duty to uphold justice." Nan Rongke solemnly said.

Chao Wen said: "...Oh."

The two of them were planning to walk with their swords in hand, when they suddenly heard shouts coming from the mountain steps faintly carried by the wind.

"Master Nanrong—wait for me—!"

Nan Rongke immediately took out his sword: "Brother Wen Dao, I heard that the people of Daichuan are in deep water and fire. I am really heartbroken. I wish I could share the burden for them immediately! Slaying demons and demons is a major event in the Taoist sect, and it cannot be delayed for a moment." ! We might as well set off quickly!"

Chao Wendao pointed to the mountain: "Chaomou seems to have heard..."

Nan Rongke was very anxious: "You didn't hear anything!"

Chao Wendao frowned: "But..."

Just when he was about to speak, a group of white shadows ran and rolled down the mountain steps, and grabbed Nan Rongke's underwear, almost tearing them off.

Chao Wendao was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a "puchi" laugh: "Brother Nan Rong, is this your newly married little Taoist companion?"

"Song, Yao!" Nan Rongke tugged at the waist of his trousers with both hands, his face turned from white to red with anger, and it seemed that he could continue to turn from red to blue.

Xiao Yihe ran in a hurry, his eyesight was bad, it was already a great miracle to be able to find the way down the mountain before dark.

He got up dizzily, straightened his expression, and reluctantly said to the group of "figures" in front of him: "Mr. Nan Rong."

"I'm watching Huafeng disciples, Chao Wendao." Chao Wendao turned his shoulder to the other side, "Mr. Nan Rong is here."

Xiao Yihe nodded, and turned around: "Mr. Nanrong, I have seriously reflected on these days. My senior brothers are right. You are indeed very graceful and imposing. A proud son of heaven like you will surely have a bright future." Fan as..."

Nan Rongke was terrified and said in a low voice, "Don't do that. Did you take the wrong medicine?"

what do you say!

I have repeatedly spoken in front of that little bastard Xue Xuanwei, and I don’t want to go 36 times. Is it true that I am waiting for the dual cultivation with Xue Zongzhu? A good-for-nothing senior brother who failed to die several times, and then his anger grew from his heart to his guts, and he stabbed me ten thousand times, then peeled the skin, stripped the tendons, and deep-fried it?

"I'm empathizing with you." Xiao Yihe's eyes were firm, unquestionable, "Take me away quickly."