Reverse strategy by white cut black male lead [Transmigration Book]

Qingjing sealed the main hall, as the lord, Bai Chengzheng bowed his waist dripping with sweat, peeping at Jiang Ningzhuo, who was two generations younger than him, with a look of panic.

Jiang Ningzhuo, as the suzerain of Fengzong, has no right to intervene in Qingjingfeng's private affairs, but they stand at the head of the cultivation sect, and naturally shoulder the burden of being responsible for the safety of the cultivation world.

It is no small matter for hundreds of medicine men to appear at the same time and even break into Qingjing Feng. He has the right to ask Bai Cheng for the reason.

But Bai Cheng waited for a long time and got nothing. Jiang Ningzhuo just stood by the candlelight so spotless, half of his facial features were dimmed, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions.

"Sect Master Jiang, I..."

The eerie silence made him more and more flustered. Just when he was so guilty that he was afraid to tell the whole story, Jiang Chen stepped into the door.

Jiang Chen paused, looked at Jiang Ningzhuo, and said seriously: "Master Qing Ti replied."

At this time, Jiang Ningzhuo's expression was slightly relieved. He looked at Bai Cheng with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Master Bai Feng, let's deal with the outside affairs first, and we will talk about the rest later."

This means that it is not going to be pursued for the time being.

Feeling relieved, Bai Cheng hurriedly cupped his hands and left, without the arrogance he had directed at Lu Hanzhou during the day, as if Jiang Ningzhuo was the master of this blue mirror seal.

After Jiang Chen snickered, he walked up to Jiang Ningzhuo and asked, "Lord Bai Feng was muttering, maybe there is something wrong in his heart."

"Does this still need to be said?" Jiang Ningzhuo was not in the mood to joke with him, "What did Master Qingti reply?"

Only then did Jiang Chen think about the business, and said, "Sect Master, you guessed right, there is indeed something wrong with the Zhaoling Terrace."

The Zhaoling Terrace is a remaining stone that mended the sky thousands of years ago. It maintains and balances the connection and spiritual power of all things. It has existed in the realm of cultivation and has been supervised by Feng Zong for thousands of years.

It's just that three years ago, fine lines suddenly appeared on the altar of Zhaoling. Later, water dripped and leaked into the sea, and the cracks became bigger and bigger. Occasionally, the aura escaped and caused the aura to become unbalanced and some people rioted. Fengzong sent Master Qingti to take charge repair.

Although Master Qingti's cultivation base is advanced, the Zhaoling Terrace is a sacred object after all, which ordinary monks can't grasp.

This time hundreds of medicine people lost control collectively, Jiang Ningzhuo's first reaction was that another accident happened in Zhaolingtai, and he quickly sent Jiang Chen to ask, and it was true.

If the cracks continue to expand, it is likely that the dissipation of spiritual power will seriously affect the soul, and the world will be in chaos.

"Fortunately, Master Qingti has stabilized for the time being. He said that he will find a way to fill the gap as soon as possible. It's just that Bai Cheng is going to show his feet." Jiang Chen rubbed his chin with his hand.

So many medicine men appearing in Qingjingfeng must have something to do with him. Although it is a forbidden technique, it also takes a lot of effort. Jiang Ningzhuo completely destroyed the medicine man in one breath. It's not that there is something tricky in my heart.

"If this matter is related to Master's death, it is impossible to let them go."

Also, Lu Hanzhou was attacked by the medicine man, so he must not be tolerated so easily.

……

Bai Cheng's efficiency was extremely high, and within three moments, the medicine man sealed by the blue mirror had been dealt with cleanly without leaving any traces.For a while, Qing Jingfeng returned to a deep sleep.

Kun Beast's faint snoring came, and everyone in the room had already slept soundly.

At this moment, a few people gathered in the bamboo forest outside Xiaobieyuan.

They were all dressed in Qingyi, the disciple of Qingjingfeng, and covered their faces with thin silk scarves. The leader was Bai Xuanheng, who had caused trouble at the gate of Fengzong a few days ago.

He tried to open his eyes wide and looked serious, looked left and right to make sure there was no one there, and said: "The owner of the Wanxiang Pavilion must know something. If they continue to investigate, the lord will be punished by Sect Master Jiang and be decently despised."

A young female cultivator next to her had a submissive expression, she was obviously pulled over by force, she supported the bamboo and said in a low voice, "But Lord Feng did that for..."

She was interrupted by Bai Xuanheng before she finished speaking.

He poked her forehead as if he hated iron and steel, "You don't even think about how those medicine men suddenly lost control! The one lying in the room is an evil leader! He must be familiar with these sorcery, I think he must have done it on purpose Yes, his observation eyes today are very strange, he must have discovered something."

The pain in his buttocks hadn't gone away. Although Bai Cheng said it was just for show, the spirit whip was actually mixed with spiritual power.

So he didn't allow anyone to speak for Lu Hanzhou.

In this way, a few hesitant little monks seem to have been successfully instigated. After all, if the secret of their lordship is exposed in front of decent people, they must have a hard time.

Positively responded: "Then what should we do?"

The ones in the house are the masters of the Wanxiang Pavilion, no matter how bad they are, the young monks who have just established their foundations are not his opponents.

"This is the Qingjing seal, the seal owner must be facing us, of course it is impossible to beat him, but teach him a lesson, the seal owner will turn a blind eye and close one eye to help us cover."

After all, Bai Cheng's hatred for Lu Hanzhou is not light.

"What... What lesson?" Another little monk asked tremblingly.

Bai Xuanheng took out a torch, which is the most common kind in the human world.

He said: "Let's seal the illegal drugs in Qingjing. After a while, I will put a puff of smoke to make them fall asleep for a while, and then light the house for him. Anyway, he can control the fire, and it won't hurt them. scare it."

The last sentence was his excuse for himself.

This hut was originally used to deal with them. Each courtyard in Qingjingfeng has special paint on the building materials, so even if there is a fire, it will not affect other people.

After a while, the small courtyard was surrounded by misty smoke, and a group of people in the bamboo forest left quietly, the smoke billowing.

……

Just when Jiang Ning Zhuo and Jiang Chen had finished explaining about Zhaolingtai and how to investigate the medicine man in the next few days, and were in a hurry to go back to find Lu Hanzhou to say what he hadn’t said, a ray of spiritual breath broke through the door and entangled him palm.

He panicked and ran out the door in a hurry.

It was a ray of spiritual energy that he left on Lu Hanzhou's body just now, just to protect his safety.

After all, those medicine men attacked him just now.

Qing Jingfeng's commuting disciples on duty ran while wearing outer shirts, stumbling towards the main hall, and shouted: "The courtyard is flooded! The master of the Banxiang Pavilion and the others are still inside!"

Jiang Ningzhuo and Jiang Chen disappeared in place.

The fire was bigger than expected. The courtyard had not been lived in for a long time, and more than half of it collapsed easily.The room where Jiang Ningzhuo and Lu Hanzhou lived before has been engulfed in flames.

The gravel around the courtyard emitted a blue light, blocking all the flames inside.

Several little monks who lived nearby came, but no one was willing to step forward to help.

The sound of green bamboo snapping came continuously, thick smoke rose into the sky, people in the room sniffed it, and finally woke up slowly in this strange atmosphere.

Lu Hanzhou felt his head hurt and he was a little dizzy.

The encroaching fire made him panic, and the edge of the flame was about to spread to his bed, so he hurriedly stumbled and rolled out of bed.

Unsteady standing, ringing in the ears, dizziness, blurred vision, he had taken hallucinogenic drugs.

"Kun Beast! Baizhe! Run!" Lu Hanzhou yelled desperately, not knowing what happened to the two of them on the other side of the room.

He got up and shook his head trying to wake up, and stretched out his hand to suppress these ordinary fires with resentment, but it didn't help, he couldn't concentrate at all now.

The demon-like voice took the opportunity to dominate him, helped him recall all the memories and dreams, and then said: "Are you familiar, Lu Hanzhou, you also knelt in the fire three years ago, and died that day A lot of people..."

Lu Hanzhou's head was about to explode, and all the harsh and memorable sounds flooded into his mind, making him unable to resist at all.

What's even more frightening is that he knew that the voice was used to disturb him, but he felt it was very familiar.

Gradually, he no longer struggled with his movements, and knelt in the middle of the room, lost in the fire, and his expression became numb.

His hands couldn't stop shaking. Looking at the flames that were getting closer and closer, his sense of fear climbed up instantly, and a white figure appeared in his head. He subconsciously murmured to him: "Senior brother."

"eleven!"

A shout and knocking on the door pulled Lu Hanzhou back from his trance.

Jiang Ningzhuo rushed into the sea of ​​flames, picked him up and hugged him in his arms, and stretched out his hands to protect his head, his tone was never tense: "Don't be afraid, get out, we're going out now."

Jiang Ningzhuo's appearance stopped the fire, and Bai Cheng's expression, which was already difficult to explain, made the situation worse.

There were more than twenty people standing in the courtyard, but no one dared to make a sound before Jiang Ningzhuo opened his mouth.

Lu Hanzhou lay in Jiang Ningzhuo's arms, and with his spiritual energy, he slowly recovered.Looking up, he saw Jiang Ningzhuo's anxious face, and there was a slight burn on the finger he stretched out.

He almost forgot that Jiang Ning was afraid of fire.

But he still rushed in without hesitation to save himself.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Hanzhou buried himself in Jiang Ningzhuo's embrace.

At this moment, he just wanted to keep Jiang Ningzhuo tightly.

This is an unprecedented sense of security.

"..."

Everyone turned around with great interest.

They now believe the rumors to be true.

Jiang Ningzhuo was frightened by this sudden hug, and was stunned.

He heard the phrase "senior brother", and it was still lingering in his mind at this moment.Looking at the person in his arms, he tried his best to restrain all the thoughts in his heart, stretched his hand along his back, and comforted him: "Okay, don't be afraid, it's already out."

No one thought how ridiculous it was that the owner of the Wanxiang Pavilion was afraid of fire.

Lu Hanzhou lay in his arms for a long time, and he shyly withdrew until he was fully awake.He slightly pushed Jiang Ningzhuo who was tightly hugged, and coughed a few times to express his embarrassment.

Jiang Ningzhuo let him go, squeezed his shoulders and looked at Lu Hanzhou's flushed eyes, and said softly, "It's all right."

If he was injured by the fire, then he, the owner of the Banxiang Pavilion, didn't have to do anything. He shook his head and asked, "Where are Baizhe and Kun Beast? Are they both okay?"

At that time, he felt that he had been poisoned by the hallucination drug, and he probably had the other party too.

But just after he finished speaking, he tilted his head and saw Jiang Chen washing his face with a smothered smile, and Kun Beast whose hair was scalded into curly hair, so he knew that the two of them must have just suffered a lot.

While he was not paying attention, Jiang Ningzhuo quietly reached out and touched the ashes on his face and mask, and caressed his hair inadvertently.

Standing up before Lu Hanzhou could worry about it, the tenderness and distress in his eyes were fleeting, and his eyes were full of sternness as he stared at everyone in the courtyard.

Lu Hanzhou didn't look up, he didn't know his expression, he just helped him pull up the hem of his clothes and carefully recovered with spiritual power, and then dusted off the dust.

Jiang Ningzhuo sneered, and asked: "If the arsonist doesn't take the initiative to stand up, Qing Jing will seal all the cultivators and sit down."

He looked at Bai Cheng who was sweating profusely, and said with a smile, "Do you think it's okay, Bai Cheng?"

The sound of his real name, except for the respectful title, made Bai Cheng's knees go limp.