Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

On the roof of Midsummer Night at the age of seven, the boy's voice suppressed his anger.

——"I can see, Xie Shiyi, I will guide you."

Now the red lines, peach blossoms, candles, and insects are chaotic.

It's like an eternity.

Xie Shiyi loosened his grip on his wrist bit by bit.

Yan Qing was not afraid of death and insisted on saying something more, with a smile in his voice: "Xianzun, do you know the left and right now?"

Xie Shiyi said: "It was obviously you who couldn't tell which was left."

Yan Qing wasn't angry at all, they had been arguing about this matter for a full year when they were seven years old, and now there's no point in arguing anymore.

Yan Qing looked at Xie Shiyi's eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and suddenly felt blessed: "Wait, I'll find you a white cloth to cover your eyes."

Xie Shiyi asked lightly: "Aren't you sleeping?"

It was only then that Yan Qing remembered that Xie Shiyi specially opened this room for him to sleep in, and said with a smile, "I'm not sleepy yet."

Xie Shiyi raised his hand, touched his eyes, and said casually, "Yan Qing, you are currently in the Qi refining stage. Tomorrow, it will take tens of thousands of miles from here to Nanze Prefecture."

"..."

Yan Qing really thanked him for reminding himself of his cultivation all the time.

Originally, Yan Qing didn't think it was imminent to restore his cultivation.

He has soul threads and is familiar with all kinds of spell formations and spells. As long as he doesn't die, he can run across the entire upper heaven without any problem.

But after hearing about the nine great sects and three families from Xie Shiyi's mouth, he silently put practice on the agenda again.

Yan Qing sat across from him, and asked casually, "Xie Shiyi, what was your cultivation level when you won the top spot in the Qingyun Conference last time?"

Xie Shiyi: "Mahayana."

Yan Qing pretended to clap his hands: "That's right." After he finished speaking, he pointed at himself and rolled his eyes: "Yaoyao, do you think it's possible for me to win the Qingyun list this time with my recovery speed?"

Xie Shiyi said slowly: "I don't think you can even participate in the Qingyun Conference."

Yan Qing: "Hehe."

He looked at Xie Shiyi's dim eyes, and felt a little itchy.

Xie Shiyi's facial features are actually a bit as cold as frost and snow, but the satin-colored hair and pale skin neutralize the alienation.What made people dare not look directly at him before was his eyes, but now his eyes are covered with a layer of clear mist, and all murderous intentions are suppressed to look at them, and people are much closer.

Yan Qing slapped the table and stood up: "No, I still have to find something to cover your eyes." I had no idea, just missed the little boy with black silk covering his eyes.

They lived in this wing of Dengxiange for five years.Five years is insignificant compared to the long life of a monk, like a blink of an eye.

But the years that people experience when they are young are always different from those in the future.

Yan Qing still remembered the arrangement of plants, trees and old things here, stood up and said, "You really changed everything, right?"

Xie Shiyi: "Yes."

Yan Qing: "It seems that the place where the scissors and cloth were placed was next door."

He walked out, and when he opened the door, the river of stars and moons spilled all over the ground.

Xie Shiyi was sitting by the desk, his snow clothes stretched across the ground, he quietly raised his head and looked ahead, his dark pupils were blue and gray.The cold moon was like frost, and a small white flower swept into the door and window with the wind, brushed his robe, and fell into his hand.Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes, his expression was in the half-light and half-darkness, unable to see the truth.

Yan Qing rummaged through the closet next door, but still found scissors and cloth.

In fact, he wanted to cut some of Xie Shiyi's shark gauze silk. These two things are extremely expensive in the cultivation world, and they are hard to find.But he could still think of Xie Shiyi's cold eyes.

Yan Qing curled her lips, cut a piece of white cloth with scissors, held it in her hand, and walked back.

"Immortal Venerable."

Probably because when he was pretending to be crazy and foolish, Yan Qing said it was quite interesting to call him this dao name now.

Duwei Xianzun didn't want to talk to him.

Yan Qing spoke lazily, entertaining himself: "Immortal Venerable, take a look at me. Oh, Immortal Venerable can't see now."

Yan Qing went around and got behind Xie Shiyi, and grabbed Xie Shiyi's black hair in his hands without any psychological burden.When he wrapped the white cloth around Xie Shiyi's face for the first time.

Xie Shiyi said, "What do you use?"

Yan Qing: "Bu."

Xie Shiyi: "What cloth?"

Yan Qing said, "A clean cloth will do. I advise you not to do too much."

Xie Shiyi's tone was cold, and he said mockingly: "Aren't you the one who has a lot of things?"

"Oh." Yan Qing tied the white cloth expressionlessly.

Xie Shiyi's hair was very long and smooth, a few strands fell from his temples, and his lips were tightly pressed.

Yan Qing walked forward and looked with his head, and said, "It's all right."

When Xie Shiyi was a child, he covered himself with a layer of black cloth to prevent his eyes from being injured again.But when she grows up, it's just that Yan Qing is idle.He originally thought that Xie Shiyi would look sick after wearing a white cloth.Unexpectedly, after covering the gloomy eyes, the killing did not decrease but increased.

Yan Qing: "You are the leader of the Immortal Alliance, you can be a good one."

Xie Shiyi asked indifferently: "Is the trouble over?"

Yan Qing was still very discerning: "It's over, I'm going to sleep."

Yan Qing walked to the very center of the room. There was a bed with neat bedding, but there was nothing else on the bed.Xie Shiyi actually seldom slept when he was a child, he was either cultivating or reading, and quarreled with him by the way.

Yan Qing was exhausted after a day and night.Turning over on the bed, he yawned.The moment his head touched the pillow, Yan Qing felt sleepy flooding towards him like a tide, and his eyelids were clenched.

The subtle chirping of insects outside and the indistinct sound of bells became the best lullaby.

Whether in her previous life or her rebirth, Yan Qing never slept well.Now it is estimated that Xie Shiyi is at the side, with Tianxia No.1 guarding him, which makes him subconsciously relax his vigilance against danger.

When they were seven years old, although they stumbled, they still learned how to control the sword and successfully entered the Xiange Pavilion.

Then when I arrived at Dengxiang Pavilion, I immediately faced the second problem, poor.

He was so poor that he only had one spirit stone at the back, so he couldn't live on.

So Yan Qing decided to take a gamble.

There is a casino in Zhancheng called Qingzhuang Casino, and the chips gradually increase from the outside to the inside.Xie Shiyi had his own arrangements, but he was dragged over by him softly and stubbornly, and handed over his body to Yan Qing, who watched coldly from the beginning to the end.

Yan Qing was very prosperous outside, and won the bowl full of pots in a short while, and rushed in when he became ambitious, but the result was not in harmony with the feng shui inside.

After three games, he only had his own money left, so he could only sneak back to the outfield with a piece of spirit lime.

Yan Qing gritted her teeth: "I don't believe in this evil."

So Yan Qing, who didn't believe in evil, went back and forth in the casino that day, making money on the outside, but losing on the inside.

When the sun was setting and he had to go back to Dengxian Pavilion, Yan Qing resigned to his fate, and stopped after earning a little money in the outfield.

The burning clouds spread across the sky, and the clouds are crimson.

Yan Qing looked at the sky, and said, "Xie Shiyi, we seem to be late, what if we are asked by the manager?"

Xie Shiyi said lightly: "Tell me the truth."

Yan Qing was shocked: "Huh? To be honest, we spent a whole day in the casino today. To be honest, we really won't be scolded?"

Xie Shiyi sneered: "Aren't we robbing the poor and giving to the rich today?"

Yan Qing nodded.

He thought that Xie Shiyi was planning to make up a good story about robbing the rich and helping the poor to fool the steward.

But in the next second, Yan Qing realized that he almost wanted to strangle Xie Shiyi to death.

Shit of robbing the poor and helping the rich!

Dengxiang Pavilion is a well-known institution in the world.

Xie Shiyi showed his prowess in it, and the Xie family finally began to pay attention to it, sending over Lingshi treasures continuously.

Although they were no longer short of money, Xie Shiyi still maintained the things in the house without moving.

Bed boards, wooden tables, chairs, and even rusty bells.

Yan Qing and Xie Shiyi's practice and learning are almost at the same time, because most of the time, he has to take the lead when encountering danger.

And, the most important reason is...

When they were seven years old, both of them were still very wary of each other, thinking that the other party was too powerful, so they would kill themselves directly.

The next morning, when Yan Qing woke up, Xie Shiyi was no longer in the room.It was early dawn outside, and the morning glow was also crimson.

Unwilling and still sound asleep, Yan Qing picked it up directly.

Unwilling to droop his ears, his tone was dissatisfied: "Why did you call me up?"

Yan Qing said, "I'll take you to see the world."

Unwilling to die laughing on the spot: "Die laughing, do you think—" Yan Qing said: "Let's go, let's go to Wangqingzong."

Before he could spit out the "kuangyan" behind the frustration, he swallowed it back alive, and his red eyes almost popped out: "Wang Wang Wang Qing Zong?"

Yan Qing said, "Yes."

The fan cage formation was opened, and the ice-blue streamer covering the rejuvenation faction dissipated. Almost at the moment when the formation was cancelled, Cheng Ying took Liuguangzong and his party away, not wanting to stay for a moment.

Yan Qing politely accepted the greetings from the suzerain and his father.

The suzerain was beaming with joy: "Yanqing, don't miss the Rejuvenation faction, we will see you again at the Qingyun conference! Practice hard, uncle is waiting to see your name on the Qingyun list."

Huaixu was full of worry: "Qingqing, you must be careful when you go to Nanze Prefecture alone."

Yan Qing smiled and nodded.Later, I experienced a lot of thanks from Ahua and Ahu, as well as smart and tearful blessings.Yan Qing circled the red line between his fingers, turned around, and looked at Yaoyao Tianzhengxin who was in the sky above.

His eyes slowly became darker.

Ascending to the heaven, the nine sects.

Since Tianshu knew that Xie Ying was going back to the Wangqing Sect with them, he almost jumped up excitedly, his old bones couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "Du Wei is going back to the Zongmen? Oh, this is great, this is too much!" alright!"

Heng Bai was also overwhelmed by this good news and couldn't find his way.

Brother Xie wants to return to the sect? !

If this news gets out, the whole Nanze Prefecture will probably be shaken.

The name Xie Ying is like a myth in Wangqing Sect.The young man is pure in mind, admires the strong, and what he sees is not the power in Xie Ying's hands, but his amazing talent and his status as the number one in the Qing Yun list.

The chief disciple of the Wangqing Sect, with a clear breeze and bright moon, is famous all over the world.

In the world of comprehension, Xie Ying has also disappeared from everyone's eyes for a long time.

Even without the 100 years of retreat.Xiaoyu Palace, where he lived for a long time, is also in the deep and cold Demon Slaying Formation amidst the heavy snowfall.It is difficult for non-Mahayana monks to surpass.Except for the suzerains of the nine sects and the patriarchs of the three masters, Xiao Yudian refuses any visit from outsiders.