Junior Brother, I am really not a broken sleeve [Transmigration Book]

Ten years later

In the center of the Martial Arts Arena in the underworld, countless ghost cultivators lined up neatly, while the sixteen elders on the high platform lined up on both sides, all standing with hands down, with respectful expressions, as if they were waiting for the appearance of a certain important person.

All the ghost cultivators have stood on the field stupidly for more than two hours. They dared not speak out. After all, even the elders are still waiting. Let them have ten guts, and they absolutely dare not sneak away of.

This kind of waiting without a fixed number is very boring. To pass the time, those ghost cultivators who are familiar with each other started whispering.

At the end of the line, a female cultivator in a green skirt reached out and rubbed her sore legs. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and complained to the male cultivator at the side: "Brother, how long do we have to wait? I'm really tired. ..."

The female nun in green clothes has a beautiful appearance and a hot figure. She wears a badge with the words "outer door" on her left chest. She is biting her red lips at this moment, showing a pitiful expression. Look at me Seeing the pitiful appearance, how many male cultivators can stand up to it?

"Hush!" The blue-clothed male cultivator on the left made a silent gesture, and also wore a badge with the word 'Outer Gate', deliberately lowered his voice to comfort him: "Slow down! I heard that the priest made a breakthrough last night. It's the late stage of Mahayana, so I left the customs early, isn't it? I received a summoning order from the elders early this morning and rushed to line up, tsk tsk... Look at this battle? There must be something important to announce, There is no way, let’s be patient and wait honestly!”

"Late stage of Mahayana?" The green-clothed female cultivator was stunned for a moment, then cupped her cheeks in both hands, blushing and heartbeating and said heartily: "Wow, the worshiping lord is so powerful!"

The black-clothed female cultivator in the front row was also an outer disciple. When she heard the words, she turned her head and curled her lips with disdain: "The enshrining of a person like your lord is born to be looked up to. What's the fuss? What's more, you What is it? Is it something you can think of to enshrine the Lord?"

The black-clothed female cultivator has an unattractive appearance. If she wasn't wearing women's clothing, she might be mistaken for a 'senior brother'. She has a creepy smile, but when she's not smiling...uh...it's kind of scary.

The female cultivator in green shrank her neck in fear, with an aggrieved expression on her face, and explained timidly with red eyes: "Senior sister, I, I am a new disciple, and I know nothing about the underworld. As for the priest, I was just in awe for a while out of curiosity, and had no other thoughts, why did Senior Sister speak so harshly..."

Seeing this, the blue-clothed male cultivator felt distressed, and hurried to help: "Senior sister, after all, junior sister has just entered the world, and it's normal for Master Cunji to be curious, so there's no need to be too harsh, right?"

"Hmph! It's best!" The black-clothed nun's tone was cold, and she gave the green-clothed nun a cold look, then turned her head and ignored the two behind her.

Another male cultivator on the left, dressed in white and with an ordinary appearance, pursed his lips, seemed to hold back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but interjected and asked: "Brother, I haven't entered the world for a long time, and I have a question that has been entrenched in my mind for several days. Senior brother is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, I wonder if you can clear up my doubts for me?"

"Do you have any questions?" The blue-clothed male cultivator saw that the white-clothed male cultivator was humble and polite, so he nodded and said very straightforwardly: "You can tell me as much as you want!"

The white-clothed male cultivator cupped his hands and saluted: "It is said that when the enshrined adult entered the world, he only had a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, but is it true?"

"This..." The blue-clothed male cultivator hesitated. In fact, those rumors about enshrining adults were also heard from other senior brothers and sisters. He was not sure if the content was true or not. He lost face in front of his juniors and younger sisters. Thinking of this, he bit the bullet and replied in a low voice: "Can this be false? Of course it is true. How about you say that Lord Enshrine is a once-in-a-century cultivation genius?"

The male cultivator in white was amazed when he heard the words: "Oh my God! It only took ten years for the priest to cultivate from Nascent Soul to Mahayana. This is too..." Monster?I can't believe it!

The male cultivator in blue curled his lips into a smile, pretending to be deep and said: "That's not all, do you know why the underworld has developed so rapidly in the past ten years?"

The green-clothed female cultivator and the white-clothed male cultivator looked at each other, shaking their heads together: "I don't know!"

The blue-clothed male cultivator smiled even deeper, with a proud expression on his face: "Because as early as five years ago, Lord Enshrine was successfully promoted to a ninth-rank alchemist!"

"What, what?"

"Ninth, ninth-rank alchemist?"

--hiss!The green-clothed female cultivator and the white-clothed male cultivator suddenly widened their eyes, seeing the shock in each other's eyes, they both gasped in unison.

"That's right, Lord Enshrine is really amazing. In the past, Emperor Zun devoted himself to practicing in closed doors all year round, and the forces in the world fell apart, so that there was a mess inside and outside the underworld. But since Lord Enshrine came ten years ago, not only did he formulate laws and regulations and open the gate of meditation He recruited disciples, and even dealt with the rebellious Elder Qi and other rebels with thunderous means. Not only that, the priest also devoted himself to refining many elixir for improving cultivation and distributed them to low-level disciples. Therefore, in just ten years, my underworld There is a tendency to crush the other realms, and this is all thanks to the Lord!" The blue-clothed man was eloquent, seeing his juniors and sisters dumbfounded by what he heard, he squinted his eyes and smiled triumphantly.

"If you can worship the Lord as your teacher, you will die without regrets in this life!" The white-clothed male cultivator couldn't help looking forward to it, his eyes hopeful.

"Me too! Master Enshrine is really outstanding!" The green-clothed female cultivator spoke sincerely, with a look of awe on her face, the nympho expression just now had long since disappeared.

The blue-clothed male cultivator rolled his eyes, and said with a bit of toothache: "I advise you to stop thinking about it, it's useless, it's been ten years, so far, there are countless disciples who have started before and after, and naturally there is no lack of talent Absolutely gorgeous generation, if the Master Consecrator really wants to accept disciples, he would have accepted him earlier. What's more, with your aptitude, you may not even be able to join the disciples of the elders, so don't offer to the Master Consecrator. You should give up your thoughts early and stop wishful thinking. !"

The white-clothed male cultivator's mouth twitched, his face was downcast, and he said in his heart: What brother said is the truth, but there is no need to say it so bluntly, right?It's really shocking! ! !

The green-clothed female cultivator didn't think this way. There is no limit to everything, and there is always a dream. She always thinks that luck is not bad. What if... just happened to be spotted by the priest?

All the ghost cultivators in the square whispered gossip to each other. At the same time, in the barrier of the forbidden area of ​​the underworld, two figures were fighting.

"Fifth Mingxie, are you still finished?" The owner of the voice has silver hair and a slender figure, wearing a half-new gray robe and a pure white mask without any pattern, only showing two eyes and Mouth, if the voice doesn't sound very young, nine out of ten it will be mistaken for an old man who is nearly in age.

"No—end!" Fifth Mingxie raised his eyebrows, deliberately prolonging the ending. He has stern features, a tall stature, a golden crown on his head, a jade belt around his waist, and a complicated vermilion brocade robe with The disc pattern embroidered with black gold silk thread is lifelike.

The silver-haired man's tone was cold: "There are so many disciples waiting in the martial arts field, have you had enough trouble?"

"So what, anyway, they don't dare to complain openly, even if they feel unhappy, they will only complain that the priest is arrogant, heh, what has it to do with this deity?" Fifth Mingxie hooked the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and separated Kong manipulated the black and white chess pieces to fly all over the sky, attacking more intensively.

With a thought, the silver-haired man formed a talisman array with dozens of talismans. The light curtain released by the talisman array was like a huge mask, which actually blocked the black and white chess pieces outside the mask, and half of them could not get close to him. body.

"It seems that Ah Qing has gained a lot from this year's retreat, and he can block the attack of [-]% of the mana of the deity. Tsk tsk tsk, it really impresses the deity!" Wu Wuming smiled evilly, but the words he said were extremely mean.

"My lord, please say it for the last time. My surname is Mu and my name is Qing. My full name is Mu Qing. I'm not A Qing!" The silver-haired man said after being called out one by one by a man with a poisonous tongue: He really wants to vomit. up.

The fifth Mingxie rolled his eyes, and sighed pretentiously: "Your original name is pretty good, so you have to change it to something like Mu Qing, which sounds like your mother. Tell me, my deity calls you 'Mother', do you dare to promise?"

"..." The corners of the silver-haired man's eyes twitched under the mask, regardless of whether he could attack or not, he silently swung his sleeves and withdrew the talisman array, turned around and went straight to the cave.

At the beginning, he was called Fellow Daoist Mu, followed by Mu Gongfeng, and then Alchemist Mu...

In short, I really don't want to say another word to this shameless man with a poisonous tongue.Sooner or later, he will have to use pills to make that guy dumb!

"Hey? Where is Ah Qing going? The Martial Arts Field is not in that direction." Fifth Mingxie withdrew his mana in a dull manner, and did not continue to attack.

The silver-haired man replied two words without looking back: "Retreat."

The fifth Mingxie frowned when he heard the words, and he didn't know which nerve touched him. His face suddenly sank, and there was no smile in his eyes. He stared at the back of the silver-haired man and said coldly: "You just broke through and want to Retreat? Luo Qingxuan, are you really desperate?"

The silver-haired man paused, then turned around suddenly, and replied in the same cold tone: "Wrong, I not only want my life, but I also cherish my life. Everyone who deserves to die is still alive and well. How could I not want to die?" Mingxie, if you challenge my bottom line with that name again, don't blame me for being rude!"

That's right, the silver-haired man is Luo Qingxuan. In the battle at the top of the snowy region ten years ago, he failed to blew himself up, because Xueyi... saved him at the last moment.

Originally, Luo Qingxuan would definitely die if he blew himself up, but Xue Yi was in his arms and the distance was the closest, so before he blew himself up, he knocked him unconscious.

Xue Yi used spiritual energy to protect his heart, and did not hesitate to use up the last spiritual power to protect him.

When he woke up again, he was already in the underworld, and the fifth ghost was also his savior.

Fast forward a full ten years, and everything that happened that day at the top of the snowy region is still vivid in my mind.

Luo Qingxuan hoped that it was just a nightmare. After waking up, he was still building a snowman in the snow valley. Xueyi's leg disease had completely healed. Although he couldn't see it, it was still the same as before. Xueyi was chasing after Xiaoxue's back He has a snowball fight...

However, he knew that he couldn't go back.

Because on the day he woke up, he begged Fifth Mingxie to tear the space and bring him back to the top of the snowy region.

When he saw the ruins after the battle at the top of the snowy region, his heart was instantly ashamed.

Because there is no snow clothes, no light snow, no ice sculptures, no snow valleys, no mountains, no snow, nothing, and as far as the eye can see, there is only a vast ocean...

He is still alive, but Xueyi and Xiaoxue will never come back.

Fifth Mingxie stared at Luo Qingxuan's calm and unwavering eyes, and an imperceptible murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The two of them just stood there silently, neither of them spoke, and let the leaves fall around them.

After a long time, Fifth Mingxie suddenly raised his sword eyebrows, and said with a wicked smile in his usual venomous tone: "I just kindly remind you not to be too eager for quick success. It is important to improve your cultivation quickly, but the disadvantages outweigh the advantages. Once you suffer backlash, the side effects can be serious." It’s not that easy, the deity will not stop you if you want to die, but don’t forget one thing, you owe a lot to the deity, even if you want to die, you have to pay off the debt before you die, understand?”

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-10?23:51:38~2020-12-11?23:48:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xuan Le? 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!