Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Yan Qing didn't expect that there would be such a place full of mirage in such an ice and snow cave.

He's been here alone for too long, co-existing with the Demon God, just counting from one to one thousand and nine can't keep him calm, so now he likes to do some boring and simple things.For example, bend down to study the shape of a lotus flower.

Even the edges of the leaves of the lotus growing in Xiaoyu Temple are cold.As soon as Yan Qing's fingers touched it, he felt the frost penetrate the skin and freeze the blood.

Demon God focused his mind on looking at the surrounding environment, frowned and said, "It's strange, this place always gives me a very special feeling."

Yan Qing didn't pay attention to his nagging, but just poked his fingers under the petals, trying to figure out how it grew.

But he came up short.

Because under the lotus is an empty mist without roots.

The Demon God's expression suddenly changed, and his voice was cold: "Yan Qing, get out of here quickly!"

Yan Qing withdrew her hand: "Why?"

"Here is the power of heaven, let's go!"

Yan Qing: "The power of heaven?" The Demon God gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, this is the original power of Xiaoyu Temple. Staying here for a long time will not be good for you or me! Go away!"

Yan Qing didn't say anything after hearing the words, and re-smeared the frozen lotus with his fingers. In the thick fog, he stared quietly at the lotus heart with his blood-green pupils.The petals are cold and hard, like sculptures.Yan Qing traced the peripheral veins, and suddenly said.

"Devil God, let's talk."

The demon god laughed back in anger: "You want to talk to me here?"

"Ah."

That Luo Linhua was like the first and last warning. Up to now, Yan Qing didn't want to mess with the demon god anymore: "Are you so sure that Xie Shiyi likes Bai Xiaoxiao because of a bowl of porridge?"

The voice fell to the ground, and the demon god was stunned.

Yan Qing ignored his stiffness, and calmly narrated: "For four years after Jinghong, Xie Shiyi was trapped in Bai's house, and Bai Xiaoxiao fed him a bowl of bloody porridge. All the evidence for your words is that bowl of porridge. Porridge, that drop of blood, right?"

The cold wind swept through the lonely palace, and the demon god fell into a long silence.Yan Qing could empathize with his emotions, and in addition to being shocked, there was a lot of resentment.

Can you not hate it?Even the last bargaining chip that he wanted to see his own joke was spoken out calmly by him.

They lived together as one body, Yan Qing concealed these negative feelings, and said calmly: "I can know all this because of a book. What about you, is it your predictive ability as a god?"

Demon God keenly caught the point of Yan Qing's mouth: "A book?"

Yan Qing said, "Yes. You tell me what you foresee first."

The Demon God sneered and said: "What I foresaw is very simple. I foresaw that Xie Shiyi would die in the sea of ​​chaos for Bai Xiaoxiao, and that I would be reborn in Bai Xiaoxiao's body. But you are not included in my foresight."

The Demon God said bitterly: "Yan Qing, you should have died long ago."

Yan Qing nodded, then looked up at the mirage that filled the room: "Yeah, I should have died a long time ago."

He took out the token of the South Dipper from his sleeve, the token made of black stone is simple and pure, and the blood on it is as bright as before.

All the farce of the Spring School started because of it.

At that time, being involved in that bloody and chaotic plot, Yan Qing only felt disgusted and noisy.He, Bai Xiaoxiao, Yin Wuwang, Yan Jianshui, Tianshu, Chengying, I will appear on stage after you sing.

Caves, dungeons, halls.Slapping in the face, slapping in the face, yelling and yelling, like a vulgar comedy performed in the grass troupe, full of ugliness.

The origin of the story is Luo Linhua, but at that time everyone was assimilated by the farce, vivid and emotional.

... No one can see the cold and bloody curse on the token, and the origin and extinction that go deep into the life wheel.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to caress those mirages: "I used to think that I lost my memory of modern times after traveling. But now I feel that I crossed in the car accident when I was seven years old."

"After the death of Shifang City, I returned to modern times, woke up from the hospital bed, and lived more than ten years of life. When I grew up, reading that book was the opportunity for me to come back."

"As for the premonition you mentioned. I think it is something that actually happened here."

The demon god was stunned, and then his pupils narrowed: "What are you talking about?"

"This is the second reincarnation." Yan Qing said: "Make a bet, Demon God. I bet that even if Xie Shiyi drank Bai Xiaoxiao's blood, he would not be controlled by Yan."

The demon god seemed to stop making a big joke: "Yan Qing, you trust him so much?! You know, Wei Shengzhuang loved Lan Xize because of his love nightmare back then."

Yan Qing lowered her eyes and made a soft sound.

"Yeah, that's how I trust him. You're right about one thing, I really don't have the slightest nostalgia for modern things."

Yan Qing's face was pale, and she raised her head and said, "Because I woke up from the hospital bed and after attending my parents' funeral. Every year, every month, every day, every second, I haven't felt the truth."

That lonely wandering feeling is not only because of the dead father and mother...

boom.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in Yan Qing's mind, his face was pale, he half knelt down, and put his palm on the ground.

The Demon God screamed: "I told you to get out of here quickly! Go!"

"No..." The token of the South Dou fell to the ground, and the hall full of mirage surrounded the token like smoke and mist, and the red lotus bloomed in full bloom, making the handwriting on the token glow red.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and tried hard to grab it, but as soon as his fingers touched the edge, his pupils constricted and he froze in place.The strange and ferocious power inside is unprecedented, destructive, as if it can distort time and space, and change the destiny.Then, Yan Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, which coincided with the writing on it.

"Wish to become a Taoist couple with Duwei Xianzun."

Ten words, full of longing, expectation, greed, vanity, and Yan Qing's life.

In the next second, a flood of cold and distorted memories flooded towards Yan Qing.The mirage became thicker and thicker, and for a moment, Yan Qing felt as if a force was pulling him down, about to bring him to hell.

He had a splitting headache, held the token tightly with his fingers, and fainted before Honglian.

At the same time, in the sleeve, Xi Chaoyun went down to the Demon Realm and handed him the Jingchai Shenmu, which rolled out of the ground.

The first time Xi Zhaoyun saw that child, he was outside the gate of Wangqing Sect.

The mountains and ravines are clean, and the red plums are flying all over the sky under the cold moonlight, covering the mottled bloodstains on the [-] steps.

She always remembered the look in that boy's eyes, holding his sword in his arms and looking over quietly.

Numb, confused, and a little dazed.

The cold wind rolled up his wide sleeves, exposing his pale arms.

As if he was holding on to the last straw, he held the sword tightly, so hard that every knuckle was white and trembling.

He's sad, but he doesn't know it.Or he knew it, but this feeling was too strange and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only choose to close his five senses and escape.

She wanted to comfort the child, but Le Zhan grabbed her sleeve and stopped her.

100 years later, this child became No.1 in the cultivation world.The white clothes are better than the snow, and the talent is amazing.When she was traveling in South Zezhou, she heard a lot of people talking about him, some were true, some were not.After hearing too many rumors from the outside world, and thinking back to that pale and thin young man back then, she would feel a deep sense of separation.

Xie Shiyi keeps a bottle of painkillers on his body all year round.

At first she thought it was because he was afraid of pain, but later she saw him being robbed by thunder and lightning without changing her face.

Slowly, Xi Chaoyun discovered that Xie Shiyi would only take this medicine when he was seriously injured and was about to pass out.

In fact, it is quite contradictory. If the pain is really so painful that you are about to pass out, then just go into a coma, and maybe you will suffer less.After all, for monks, painkillers are nothing more than a tasteless thing.

But when Qinling Heiyu was injured the most, his breath was so weak that it would break if he touched it, Xie Shiyi still managed to take a medicine bottle from his sleeve, and stuffed a sugar pill-like medicine into his mouth. .His movements were too proficient, and when he crushed the elixir, his lowered eyes looked cold, as if it was a very normal thing.

So many details, bit by bit, tell them an obsession that no one knows.

No one knew that the tables, chairs and decorative bows and umbrellas in Yuqing Peak's room were actually made by the master of the palace.

In the eyes of outsiders, the chief disciple of Wangqing Sect who is cold and aloof is actually just a young man who would stare at the bell alone for a day in a daze.

Xie Shiyi's sword is called Bugui.

She once asked why she took this name, but the long steps were covered with snow and the hall was full of lights, the young man gave her the answer in a young voice, "To warn myself, never regret anything."

Never regret anything, so after that.

I don't regret entering the Demon Realm.

Broken ruthlessly, no regrets.

Retreat for a hundred years without regret.

I don't regret marrying Yanqing as a Taoist couple.

I don't regret living in exile for a demon.

Bloodletting saves the city without regret.

Die in the wild sea without regret.

When the news of Xie Shiyi's death came, Xi Chaoyun was combing his hair.

Jingchai accidentally cut her finger, and the blood dyed her gray hair red.She squinted her eyes and stared at the boundary between red and white hair in a daze for a long time with the help of the tiny sunlight. The light was shining brightly, making the world unreal at this moment.

The soul lamp in the Tianxiang Hall went out, she guarded the Wangqing Sect, and watched countless people turn on and off the lamp, but never thought that she would watch this child die.

After Xie Shiyi became the leader of the Immortal League, he rarely appeared in Nanze Prefecture.

There are clusters of snow-capped mountains in Xiaoyu Temple, and thousands of wind and snow have become the most formidable barrier.

She held the lamp and returned to Yuqing Palace.

Hanging bridge bluestone, snowy plum forest.Since Yanqing moved in, she seldom comes here because she doesn't like the Taoist couple Du Wei married.

The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the transformation stage is all over the world, and Yuqing Peak is one of the ten inner peaks.Who can hide the dirty and chaotic things that happened in the boudoir of Yuqing Palace?But Du Wei doesn't care if she doesn't hear or see, and as an elder, she can't say anything.The eaves of Yuqing Peak were covered with blue bells. From the beginning to the end, she realized that she had never known this child before.

The pace finally stopped in front of the stone tablet in front of Merlin.

There used to be people coming and going here, interpreting a series of bright and warm love affairs in the world, but they have nothing to do with the owner of the mountain.

Here Yanqing turns around joyfully, here Yin Wuwang lingers step by step, here Bai Xiaoxiao looks around guiltily.

Obviously at the very beginning, here, there was only one young man holding a sword, watching the snow all night in silence.

"Uncle, what the hell is Nightmare?"

Long, long ago, Du Wei asked her such a question.

Xi Chaoyun is already a strong man in the transformation stage, and he feels the same way as Tiandi, and has more or less understood some truths.She pondered for a while, then smiled and said to him, "Yeah, it's a disaster left by God."

When Xie Shiyi was a teenager, he just repeated: "...God?"

It wasn't until the day when the Qin family entered the Xiaoyu Palace that Xi Chaoyun knew that Du Wei's obsession was about God.

Xie Shiyi entered Xiaoyu Palace a hundred years ago, the red moon was bleeding, and he slashed the three elders with his sword to pave the way.

This scene will repeat itself on Qin Ziang.

When Bai Xiaoxiao broke in, everyone was shocked because of those bright green eyes.This is no longer the brightness that ordinary monsters can possess.

Fortunately, Bai Xiaoxiao was inexperienced, so Ji Xianmeng and Nine Sects still captured him.

Just when Qin Ziang was about to push Bai Xiaoxiao into the dungeon, Qin Changxi stood up and protected him with Yin Wuwang's life.Yin Wuwu justified his words, dragged out all the truth about the 480 temples, and cursed Qin Ziang's tricks as the villain who really colluded with the Demon Realm.Yin Lie, the suzerain of the Liuguang Sect, supported his son and joined the lineup against Qin Ziang.

The nine suzerains who had their own thoughts fell apart in an instant.

Just at the time of the stalemate in Xiaoyu Palace, an accident happened suddenly.

Bai Xiaoxiao pierced Yin Wuwang's heart with a sword, the young man threw away the blood-stained sword, raised the end of his green eyes, and gave everyone a bloodthirsty smile.

In an instant, the entire world changed color instantly, and thousands of wind and snow moved, like a harbinger before the end of the world.

"Bai Xiaoxiao!" The first person to speak was Jing Ruchen.The young Master of Fuhuamen stood up and stared at him, as if he saw something extremely terrifying through his eyes.

Bai Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and smiled at her, and said softly in a sweet and gentle voice, "Sister, long time no see."

While Jing Ruchen turned pale, the entire hall was completely stunned.

This is not Bai Xiaoxiao, nor is it the dead Jing Ruyu.

This is... Demon God!

The demon god ignored this group of people. To him, the fear and loathing of the world was nothing to mention.

He looked ahead, with a hint of hostility in his eyes, and said in a hateful voice, "I told you not to come to Nanze Prefecture and Xiaoyu Temple, what a disobedient idiot!"

The black mist eroded Bai Xiaoxiao's body, his hair quickly grew long and black, his facial features looked like demons, and his green eyes were shocking.

The coercion of the ancient gods came down, and all living beings surrendered.

But here there are no vegetation and no birds, so the only thing that can echo the demon god is the heavy snow.

The demon god put his pale fingers on his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said in a husky voice of a young man: "Yanqing, you can't think of it, I'm alive again."

He turned around in front of Xiaoyu Hall.Thousands of veils cover the shining palace lanterns, just like the gaze of the gods and Buddhas of the nine heavens in the universe of ten directions.

Only this time, there was no one to judge him.

"I've told you [-] times, I'm immortal. There will always be a group of idiots trying their best to resurrect me."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, his tone unpredictable: "Although this time, it's a bit faster than I expected."

Starting from the Rejuvenation School, Bai Xiaoxiao's "swallowing" road seems to be going straight up, extremely fast.

Qingyun Conference, Hehuan faction, Canghaijing, Fuhuamen, Demon God inherited Bai Xiaoxiao's memory, so he can clearly recall this journey as if divinely assisted.Whether it's killing Jing Ruyu, or getting acquainted with Weisheng Xinglan.These were all things that were completely beyond Bai Xiaoxiao's status and abilities at the time, but he did it with ease.

The Demon God suddenly felt a little uneasy.

These uneasiness became more intense after he found out that Bai Xiaoxiao had sneaked into Xiaoyu Hall alone.

Shouldn't, shouldn't.

Bai Xiaoxiao is cowardly and stupid, if no one guides her, it is impossible to disobey his orders.

Who made him come!

A trace of violence flashed in the demon god's eyes, and at this moment, a piece of falling snow gently brushed his cheek from top to bottom.

The touch is too cold, as if someone stroked his soul lightly.This time the sky was shattered and the body was smashed to pieces.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Three clear sounds came from directly above the Xiaoyu Hall.

As soon as the demon god's expression changed, everyone's expressions also changed.

Looking outside the hall.

Wind and snow in thousands of mountains sent one person back.