Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Yan Qing knew that when her mind was not clear, don't provoke Xie Shiyi.

It is estimated that since the reunion, every loophole in his words has been discovered by Xie Shiyi, but Xie Shiyi didn't want to say it.

Xie Shiyi's tone was very light, but each question hit the nail on the head, like a bug stinging him without pain.As the wind and snow passed through the corridor, Yan Qing's still a little dazed head was sobered up by the coldness.

He thought to himself, as expected of the ice and snow glazed heart.

These three questions seem to have nothing to do with each other, but when they are really answered, they can become a mess.

Yan Qing refused to answer, and resisted at the same time: "Why did I ask you only one question, but the price was three questions?"

Xie Shiyi ignored the question, and didn't tell Yan Qing that others took their lives to get the answer from him.He doesn't want to say the answer, will not lie or evade, and has various ways to shut up the questioner.It's just that the way to deal with Yan Qing will be more complicated.

Xie Shiyi chuckled as expected, and said calmly: "Yan Qing, don't think about the price next time, don't tempt me easily." Standing in the snowstorm, he withdrew his edge and said, "Go in."

Yan Qing threw his disappointment to him: "Help me watch over this stupid bird, don't let it fly out and ruin my reputation."

Unwilling: "?"

Xie Shiyi stretched out his hand silently, and took over the disheartened and hopeless.

When Yan Qing walked into the Merlin, his footsteps stepped on the thin snow, making slight noises.The birds were startled, the black branches swayed, and a petal of red plum covered with snow fell on his face, making him shiver with cold.

He took the plum blossom from his forehead, bit it in his mouth, and at the same time silently scolded Xie Shiyi.

You are so terrible, draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

The cold pool of Yuqing Peak is in the very center of the Meilin, under a low cliff, in a world of ice and snow, but strangely green grass grows beside it.

Yan Qing shaved her hair, took off her clothes very naturally, stretched out her legs and stepped into the cold pool.After he was reborn, he only took a look at his own face that night through the pool of water on the ground, and didn't pay attention to it in a hurry, so now he has the intention to take a good look at his own appearance.

The water in the cold pool can wash away the filth and remove the old dirt in the veins.

As the black gossamer was removed from the body bit by bit, and then decomposed by the pool water, Yan Qing's skin became white and translucent visible to the naked eye.

His black hair was slightly wet, and he looked down at the shadow emerging from the water.The cold pool is like a bright mirror, revealing a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes of the young man, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the color is like the dawn of spring.

With a blank expression on his face, Yan Qing touched his ears, and the red threads between his fingers were wet and fell to his collarbone.

He will be resurrected on Yan Qing, which means that when Yan Qing knelt on the ancestral hall, he was already dead.

Yanqing's death is a mystery.The reason for his resurrection is also a mystery.

But he always felt that he was inseparable from the demon god.

Yan Qing looked at the red thread in his hand, his eyes were darkened, hiding all emotions.

Liu Guangzong, Yin family.

The world is desolate.A gust of wind blew up in the Yin family's ancestral hall, blowing the spirit banners and white paper flowers.

The paper money was rolled and stacked in the ancestral hall, and fluttered over the two coffins placed in the middle.

The sandalwood coffin was heavy and speechless, and the wife of Liu Guangzong who was kneeling in front of the coffin was wearing a plain skirt, white flowers on her head, her face was pale, and she said nothing.

The old man next to him comforted: "Ma'am, the soul lamps of the two young sect masters Yin Guan and Yin Xian have been extinguished, and people cannot be resurrected after death. Please don't hurt your body because of this."

The Sovereign's Madam choked up from between her lips and teeth, her shoulders trembled, it was obvious that she was in extreme grief.

Next to her, the lord of the Liuguang Sect, Yin Lie, stood with his hands behind his back.

Yin Lie looked middle-aged, with fierce facial features, and the red diamond between his eyebrows was darker than anyone else's. The bright yellow moon was pierced on the black robe on his body, and the stars twinkled beside him, shaking with the cold wind.

Yin Lie said calmly, "Why are you crying?" He looked at the two coffins coldly with eagle eyes, as if they were not his son, but two insignificant strangers.

After hearing his words, the suzerain's wife raised her head suddenly: "Why am I crying? This is my son who was born in October! Why don't I cry!" The hatred she suppressed all the way seemed to pour out at this moment, her eyes were red Bleeding: "Yin Lie, how many times have I told you not to get entangled with the Qin family? If you don't listen, have you seen it? Now this is the price - your own son, your two own sons are just so alive Die at the hands of Xianmeng! Die at the hands of Xie Ying!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her breath trembled: "They just died like this, but we can't be dissatisfied, raise objections, or secretly retaliate!" The more the suzerain's wife spoke, the more excited she became, and she said hoarsely: "Yin Lie! Are you satisfied now? "

The old man sighed and stepped forward: "Ma'am, you are not in good health, so don't get angry and hurt yourself."

The suzerain's wife shook off his hand and knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Yin Lie sneered disdainfully: "A woman's opinion."

The suzerain's wife raised her head with red eyes when she heard the words: "Yin Lie, since you can't beat Xie Ying, don't take my child to die again!"

Yin Lie was angered by her words: "Shut up! What do you know, a woman?"

The suzerain's wife said: "What do I know? I know that the rights of the Xianmeng spread throughout Nanze Prefecture, and I understand that no one can shake Xie Ying's current position. The Qin family is the Qin family, and they are far away in Zijinzhou. It can't be stretched too long, but we are right now in front of the Wangqing Sect. Xie Ying doesn't need a reason to kill anyone—Yin Lie, the Sword of No Regrets will fall on you one day!"

Snapped!

Yin Lie's veins twitched violently, and he became angry from embarrassment. He slapped across the air and scolded suddenly: "Bitch! I told you to shut up!"

The suzerain's wife screamed, covered her face and turned her head away.

The old man is an old loyal servant of the Yin family. Seeing this scene, he didn't know what to do for a while. He tremblingly walked over to help the suzerain's wife, and said anxiously: "Madam, why don't you say a few words before going back to rest. I'll come Dedicate two young suzerains to Yinguan Yin to guard the spirit."

The suzerain's wife wept silently, sobbing softly.

Qingfeng rolled up the spirit flag, at this time someone stepped into the Yin family ancestral hall, with a clear voice, and said with a slow smile: "Madam Suzerain, your idea is really strange, don't blame Xie Ying who killed your child, blame him here What is Sect Master Yin doing?"

Red clothes and white plums, silver masks.Zijinzhou, the Qin family.

Yin Lie was stunned, and then said: "Mr. Qin."

Qin Changxi, the third son of the Qin family, bowed his head, sighed with pity, and said, "Mrs. Suzerain, if you really feel sorry for your two dead children, you should avenge them and kill Xie Ying."

The suzerain's wife stopped crying, she just gritted her teeth and looked at him with a trembling body.

Qin Changxi held a folding fan in his hand, and said softly: "Xie Ying's thoughts are unpredictable, and his methods are cold. If he is allowed to control the world like this, a white-haired person like you will send a black-haired person to a human tragedy. How many times did it happen? I think the top priority of the Nine Great Sects is to pull him down from the altar of the Xiaoyu Palace."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

The suzerain's wife bit her lip, the vigilance in her eyes did not increase but decreased, her fingers firmly grasped the dress.

Qin Changxi walked forward, brushing his fingers over the white paper flowers on the coffin, his expression was covered by a silver mask, but his tone was low and sad: "Ma'am, you made a mistake earlier. Even if the Qin family is in Zijinzhou, they will not be spared." .My cousin Changfeng Changtian died at the hands of Xianmeng one day ago. Luoya and Chengxue from the Xiao family in Lingqu also died at the same time."

Qin Changxi was silent for a while, and then he said in a tone of joy and anger: "It really is what Xie Ying did. After a hundred years of retreat, the first thing to do when you leave the retreat after a hundred years is to kill six people in a row. All of them are blood relatives of you and me."

Yin Lie was stunned after hearing his words, and frowned: "The Qin family and the Xiao family are also dead."

Qin Changxi said: "Yes."

Yin Lie was dumbfounded: "Xie Ying, how dare he do such a terrible thing..."

"Why is Xie Ying afraid?" Qin Changxi asked back, his eyes under the silver mask were full of sarcasm: "Sect Master Yin, have you forgotten the night when he first entered the Xiaoyu Palace? Don't regret the sword and go straight to the three sects The head of the elder, the blood stained the steps of Xiaoyu Hall red. He wiped the blood on the sword and walked up step by step."

Yin Lie was silent for a moment when he heard him mention the past of Xiaoyu Palace, his hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and his bones turned white.

The bloody night in Xiaoyu Palace seems to be still yesterday.

Xie Ying was too young and too eye-catching.Except for his master Le Zhan, the suzerain of the Wangqing Sect, almost none of the other eight suzerains at that time wanted this [-]-year-old yellow-haired boy to be superior to him.

The eight patriarchs were concerned about Le Zhan's face, and resisted silently.And the three Supreme Elders of Fuhuamen directly questioned them in the hall.

They were encouraged by Jing Ruyu, and their malice towards Xie Ying almost overflowed from their eyeballs.All kinds of trickery, all kinds of oppressing people based on age and seniority, asking him what qualifications he has to sit in the Xiaoyu Palace?

Xie Yingli stood in the crowd, raised his eyes lightly, and quickly proved his qualifications.

No one guessed that he would make a move, just like no one could see the ruthlessness and madness in the bones of this proud man with a breezy appearance.

Xie Ying was at the late stage of Transformation God at that time, the moment the Buhui sword came out of his sleeve, the cold light directly condensed thousands of wind and snow in Xiaoyu Temple.

In an instant, the three elders who were still baring their teeth and claws were separated.

Blood splattered three feet and gushed to Xie Ying's feet, drenching all the way.

The blood splashed on Xie Ying's eyebrows, and also on Jing Ruyu's beautiful nails.

Jing Ruyu stood up suddenly, with the hatred and anger in her eyes burning like fire, she shouted Xie Ying's name.

The whole place was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, countless disciples of the Immortal Alliance stood up from the darkness, spreading their pressure everywhere.

The chill of Xiaoyu Temple silently covered the world, and there was no sound.

Yin Lie still remembered many details of that night.

Remember the ever-burning lights that come on in sequence.

Remember the head that rolled to the ground.

Remember those three pairs of eyes that never die.

I remember the layers of clear jade steps going up.

I remember Xie Ying's pale and cold hands carelessly wiping the blood off the sword.

Remember that he went up step by step.

The footsteps were slow, very slow.Soul silk gauze passed over the bloody corpse, spotless, leaving them with only a distant and cold back.

The robe was like snow covering the blood-stained steps silently, and since then, it has also enveloped the entire upper heaven like a deep and cold shadow that can never be shaken off.

Qin Changxi said softly beside him: "Sect Master Yin, tell me, why would Xie Ying dare not?"

At this moment, an anxious cry for help came from outside the door.

"Suzerain! Suzerain! Save the young suzerain!"

Yin Lie regained his thoughts, raised his eyes to see the person coming, and was stunned: "Chengying?"

After Xie Ying withdrew from the cage formation, Chengying took Yin Wuwang back to the sect in a hurry.Not regretting that the sword intent entered the gate of life, Yin Wuwang is now so weak that he has only his last breath left.He was carried to the front of the ancestral hall by Chengying, his lips were pale, his face was bloodless, and the red water between his brows was covered with a thin layer of frost.

The wife of the suzerain who was kneeling on the ground wiping tears and crying was stunned when she heard the name.She stood up staggeringly, and when she saw the weak Yin Wuwang when she went out, she suddenly uttered a cry of grief and rushed over: "Wuwang! Wuwang! Wuwang, what's wrong with you?"

She had already lost two children, and she simply couldn't bear the pain of another death.

The suzerain's wife hugged Yin Wuwang and burst into tears, while raising her eyes, she asked Chengying in a sharp voice: "Chengying! I told you to go to the Huichun faction to pick him up! How did you pick him up!" The hatred in her eyes was crazy: "Yes! It’s not those people from the Rejuvenation Sect! Could it be that group of lowly mortals who made Wu Wang into this——I’m going to tear them into pieces one by one!”

Cheng Ying trembled her lower lip, and said softly, "No Ma'am. It is Xie Ying who makes someone like the Young Sovereign."

In an instant, the world was silent.

All the screams of the suzerain's wife were swallowed in her mouth, her body trembled like white flowers in the wind, her fingers convulsed, and finally she hugged Yin Wuwang tightly, buried her head in his shoulder, and sobbed loudly.

Yin Lie was completely frozen, seeing the dying Yin Wuwang without any change in his expression, now there was a crack: "Xie Ying? Why did you meet Xie Ying?!"

Whether it was the deaths of Yin Guan, Yin Xian, or Zijinzhou, the deaths were all at the hands of Xianmeng.Xie Ying never showed up, sitting in the Xiaoyu Hall, playing chess behind the scenes.Why did Xie Ying, the most useless of all his descendants, meet Xie Ying.

Chengying was sweating, and said truthfully: "Back to the suzerain, Xie Ying went to investigate Zixiao. After we bumped into him there, he seriously injured the young suzerain. I want you to go to Xiaoyu Palace tomorrow to meet him...give me a explain."

Yin Lie was stunned: "What about Zixiao?!"

Chengying nodded in fear.

Yin Lie's eyes were about to split open: "You went to the Rejuvenation School?"

Chengying didn't know why the suzerain was furious, and said in a trembling voice, "Yes."

Yin Lie felt angry, turned his head, walked over quickly, grabbed the clothes of the suzerain's wife, forced her to look up, and asked, "Did you send Yin Wuwang to the Rejuvenation School! Was it you!"

The suzerain's wife trembled, but this time she didn't speak.

She found out about Zi Xiao when she accidentally eavesdropped on the conversation between Yin Lie and the Qin family.Taking pity on his youngest son with low talent, he secretly asked him to go to the Rejuvenation School to try his luck. The secret place left by the fallen monk Dongxu is an opportunity that cannot be found in the whole world.Who would have thought... what happened today.

Yin Lie was about to vomit blood from her anger: "Bitch! Do you know that I'm going to be killed by you this time!"

Qin Changxi was silent for a long time at the side, before making a move, he stopped him with a fan and said: "Sect Master Yin, don't be impulsive, in my opinion, it may not be a good thing for Xie Ying to call you to Xiaoyu Palace."

Yin Lie's eyes were bloodshot: "Xie Ying's mind is unpredictable, calling me to Xiaoyu Palace, I'm afraid there will be no return?!"

Qin Changxi said: "No." He opened the folding fan, and the lips under the silver mask curled up: "Sect Master Yin, you may not know that when Xie Ying entered Shifang City a hundred years ago, the way of ruthlessness was shattered. Years." He smiled and said word by word: "I'm afraid it's not starting from scratch."

Yin Lie was stunned, his eyes widened: "What did you say, Xie Ying's ruthless way is broken?"

Qin Changxi smiled and nodded: "Yes. Even if Xie Ying's talent is unrivaled, he destroys the Tao and rebuilds, and then reaches the peak. Now he probably won't be in direct confrontation with the Nine Great Sects. This time, I will accompany you to Xiaoyu Palace."

Yuqing Hall, wing room.

After Yan Qing took a shower, she came out in a black dress, sat opposite Xie Shiyi, looked at Yan'er's frustration, kept laughing, propped her chin, and poked her with her finger: "Oh, this Aren’t you frustrated, why did you become dumb after not seeing you for an hour?”

Reluctant to see him, the red eyes that have always been lawless and domineering forcefully squeezed out two tears.

As soon as his wings fluttered and his body rolled, he got back into his sleeves, so closed to himself that he didn't want to come out to face this cruel world anymore.

Yan Qing laughed twice, then raised her head and asked Xie Shiyi curiously, "What did you do to it?"

Xie Shiyi seemed to really have had enough of this boring drama with Yan Qing, raised his hand to remove the white silk covering his eyes, and said indifferently: "You raised it yourself, ask me?"

Yan Qing was very shocked by his reasonable attitude: "I put my bat in your hand for a while, and it will die when I come back. Can't it be your fault?"

Xie Shiyi laughed mockingly.

Yan Qing rolled his eyes.Sure enough, he and Xie Shiyi got along with each other by nature, and they would quarrel every few words.

Xie Shiyi probably hasn't moved his hair for hundreds of years, and Yan Qing deliberately tied it in a fancy way when he tied the knot.After untying it for a while, he didn't untie it, and frowned almost invisible.

Seeing this, Yan Qing lay down on the table and laughed non-stop, then lazily said, "Xianzun, do you need help?"

Xie Shiyi ignored him.

Putting her hands on the table, Yan Qing stood up, leaned over, and said casually, "Yaoyao, don't try your best if you can't do it."

He had just come out of the cold pool, and his hair was still wet, with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.The neck and wrists were whitened by the pure black robe, and the tone was drawn out, full of playfulness.The air he exhales is wet, light, and dense like mist.

Xie Shiyi's movements stopped, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Yan Qing glanced up, shook his head resentfully, and pulled his wrist off: "You are so young that you don't know how expensive your hair is."

Yan Qing helped him untie the white cloth that he wore when he was playing around.

A few strands of Xie Shiyi's hair got tangled between his fingers.The cold light outside the window reflects the snow, and the plum blossoms are flying and falling.The candles were flickering in the room, when Yan Qing untied the white cloth, Xie Shiyi also slowly opened his eyes.

The blue mist in his eyes dispersed a lot, revealing its original color, deep black and cold, like a night of snowfall for many years.

Under the bright lights and moonlight, Yan Qing was holding a long white belt in his hand, tall and tall, with his head bowed and a smile on his face.Black clothes and black hair, the red thread on the wrist meanders to the table.

In such a quiet and harmonious atmosphere, Yan Qing suddenly felt better and asked, "Then what should I do next? I've been practicing in your Yuqing Peak."

Xie Shiyi said: "You first reshape the dantian."

Yan Qing: "How to reshape."

Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and said, "Give me your hand."

Yan Qing: "Oh."

He stretched out his right hand, and a little white starlight appeared on Xie Shiyi's fingertips.His inner force is ice blue like frost and snow.The current white starburst is divine consciousness.

Logically speaking, when the spiritual consciousness of a monk in the transformation stage is poured into the body, the worst result for Yan Qing in a Qi refining stage is to explode and die.

But Xie Shiyi didn't lie to him, Yan Qing didn't feel any pain at all.Like a warm current, it gently spread to the limbs and bones, and then merged into the dantian, smashing the damaged dantian of the original body.After that, the spiritual power re-condensed inside and built a new nest, like a spring breeze.

After cleansing the essence and reshaping the dantian, Yan Qing felt reborn.

Xie Shi's feather-like eyelashes drooped, and he said in a calm voice, "You are currently in the Wangqing Sect, and you cannot participate in the Qingyun Conference."

Yan Qing blinked: "Why? Isn't the Qingyun Conference open to the world?"

Xie Shiyi: "If you go to the outfield to compete with the world's casual cultivators, it will be very troublesome. The best way now is to become a disciple of the Wangqing Sect."

Yan Qing: "Why do I think the latter is more troublesome? You are so demanding, Master Xian."

Xie Shiyi said: "Since you are my old friend. With your spiritual roots, the sect will not ask too much of you."

Yan Qing: "..." If it's so normal, why does the more he hear it, the more strange it becomes.

Xie Shiyi: "Tomorrow, I will go to see the Suzerain once, and ask for you, old friend."

Yan Qing smiled shyly, "Aren't you going to Xiaoyu Hall to meet Yin Lie tomorrow?"

Xie Shiyi said: "I just asked him to go to Xiaoyu Palace to give me an answer, and didn't say that I would meet him in person."

"Oh, before I co-authored you, I said that meeting Yin Lie was a lie." Yan Qing thought for a while, couldn't help laughing, and said seriously: "Xie Shiyi, don't you have many enemies over the years?"

Xie Shiyi said, "Maybe."

He got up, and the windows in the wing room were quietly closed to keep out the wind and snow.

"The body is weak after the dantian is reshaped, you should go to sleep, old man."