Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

"Still flaunting your old friend's name, who cares?"

Yan Qing muttered, holding a plum blossom branch that he had torn off casually in his hand, and walked outside.

During the few days he came to the Wangqing Sect, he stayed in Yuqing Peak, and now he can be regarded as a disciple token to go out for a stroll.

Wangqingzong is very large, and the peak of Tianshu is Yanhui Peak, one of the three hundred outer peaks.

When Tianshu knew that Yan Qing was coming to pay his respects, he was making alchemy, and a tremor of his hand directly blew up the alchemy furnace.So when Yan Qing arrived at Yanhui Peak, all he saw was his tattered clothes, messy hair, and dark face.

Yan Qing was dumbfounded by this battle, he thought about his words for a while, and then he smiled and said: "Elder Tianshu, I know you are very happy to see me, but you don't have to be so happy."

"Happy" was written all over Tianshu's face: "Young master Yan, why do you suddenly want to worship me--didn't you come to Wangqingzong and Duweiheji to form a Taoist couple?"

Yan Qing thought for a while, and gave a reason that could convince Tianshu: "I think so too, but Immortal Du Wei doesn't like me, what can I do."

After hearing this, Tianshu was completely expected, and sighed heavily again: "Forget it, you come with me. You can temporarily register your name with me, and I will be your master in name."

Yan Qing: "Okay, thank you elder."

When he went to the front to pick up his disciples' clothes and swords, Tianshu said to him: "Disciples who have just entered the sect have to go to Futai Academy to practice for a year. Futai is divided into four classrooms, heaven, earth, black and yellow. With your qualifications, you should only Can enter the yellow class classroom."

Yan Qing asked curiously, "Then who are the teachers who teach?"

Tianshu said angrily: "Who else can there be, the brothers and sisters in the Nascent Soul stage in the sect are more than enough to teach you."

Yan Qing said obediently: "What the elder said is true."

Tianshu patiently warned: "In Futai Academy, apart from daily practice, sometimes you will be taken down the mountain to eliminate demons. You are low in cultivation, just hide behind your brothers and sisters, and don't hurt yourself."

Yan Qing: "Good elder."

Tianshu suddenly remembered something: "Coincidentally, the elder consul of Futai Academy this time is Heng Bai."

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud, and said meaningfully, "Oh, that's such a coincidence."

Tianshu gave him a speechless look, and told him to take his things and leave quickly.But after all, this little baby was brought here by himself, and before Yan Qing left Yanhui Peak, Tianshu earnestly exhorted and said: "Yan Qing, remember, remember to judge the situation when you speak in the future, and don't hold back your words!!! "

"Good elder, thank you elder." After Yan Qing changed his clothes, he played with the token in his hand and walked towards Futai Academy.

There is also a reason why Futai Academy is named Futai. It stands on the open space surrounded by several peaks, like a floating island, full of fairy flowers and green bamboos.

When Yan Qing walked over, he happened to catch up with Heng Bai who was in class.

Leaving Yuqing Peak, it is really like rejuvenating the earth, stepping from midwinter to midspring at once.The windows are clear and clean, and the sun shines down from the verdant bamboo leaves clearly, shining brightly on the white stone steps.

Heng Bai's voice also came out slowly from inside: "The number of Dayan is fifty, and the number of forty is nine. Divide into two to get two images, and hang one to get three images..." [1]

Yan Qing stepped forward and knocked on the door very freely.

dong dong dong.

As a Mahayana monk who is the master of a peak, Heng Bai was thrown into this Futai Hall as a consul because he was too young and lacked qualifications. He was unwilling to do so, so he just dragged his tune and read to the book directly.

Hearing the knock on the door, Heng Bai frowned and said in displeasure: "Who?"

Yan Qing pushed the door open and walked in, and said with a smile, "Elder Hengbai, I'm a new disciple of the sect, and I'm here to report."

Heng Bai was about to roll his eyes to the sky, but when he turned his head to see Yan Qing's face, his eyeballs didn't turn around all of a sudden, they froze, and he almost passed out when he rolled his eyes.

Yan Qing suppressed her laughter, and called him again: "Elder?"

Heng Bai finally turned his eyeballs back, and raised his voice: "Yan Qing?!"

Yan Qing nodded deeply: "Yes, that's right, it's me."

Heng Bai: "..." I really want to throw the book in my hand at that face.

The students sitting quietly in the classroom were all stunned and looked up.I saw the people at the door wearing the robes of Wangqingzong, jade crowns, white clothes, and blue gauze.There are messy red threads tied around the wrist, and a black bat is parked on the shoulder, which is obviously a very weird picture.

But that person's skin is fair, the corners of his lips are curved, and his peach blossom eyes are smiling, he can't say that he is romantic.The surrounding bamboo leaves shattered into golden light, which fell into his eyes, as if the spring bloomed infinitely.One person makes a painting.

When Heng Bai saw Yan Qing, his teeth ached and he had a cold face: "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Yuqing—" He bit his tongue and changed his words: "Anyway, you shouldn't be here."

Yan Qing shook his disciple token: "Elder Hengbai, as a new disciple of Wangqing Sect, why can't I appear here?"

Heng Bai was vigilant: "New entrant?? Which peak did you join?"

Yan Qing: "Yan Huifeng."

Heng Bai: "..." Sooner or later, he will be pissed to death by Tianshu, the well-known good old man of the Wangqing sect! !

Yan Qing looked inside and said, "There are a lot of people. Elder Heng Bai, why don't you let the new disciple in?"

Heng Bai was so angry that he couldn't read the book, out of sight and out of mind: "Come in, come in and shut up and listen to the class!"

Yan Qing: "Oh."

Disciple in the classroom: "..."

They watched this outstanding new disciple walk in with almost horror.

In fact, Yan Qing is no stranger to life in the academy, after all, he also studied in Dengxiang Pavilion for a period of time in his previous life.Coincidentally, he and Xie Shiyi were sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom at that time, but this time it was unexpectedly the same place.

Unwilling to come in, very consciously flew to the window.When Yan Qing sat down, a bamboo leaf fell on the table outside the window, he picked it up gently with his fingers, smiled slightly, and felt that time seemed to slow down for a moment.

Heng Bai read a few sentences, and found that You Yanqing couldn't read any more in this classroom, so he simply closed the book and told everyone: "You should prepare well when you go back in the next two days. The task goes down the mountain. My generation of monks takes the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the way, but the demons are very vicious when they awaken, so you should also pay attention to protecting yourself. At that time, the Zongmen will give you amulets, and if you encounter danger, open them."

The news of going down the mountain immediately dilutes Yan Qing's shock.

The disciples in the classroom became excited and whispered to each other, their eyes full of excitement.

Someone asked: "The elder, where are we going this time?"

Heng Bai said indifferently: "I don't know, anyway, the sect will notify you when the time comes."

The missions assigned by the Consulate Hall to this group of new disciples are basically simple and easy basic tasks, just to give them more experience.A master of the peak like Heng Bai sneered at this kind of thing.

Yan Qing didn't expect at all that he received the task before listening to a few classes.After class, all the classmates around him came to say hello to him.

The students were very enthusiastic: "Brother Yan, where are you from?"

Yan Qing said truthfully, "Rejuvenation faction."

Students: "..." Ah, Rejuvenation School? ?What is this place?There is still this sect in Shangzhongtian? ?

The classmate could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile, and said, "Oh, rejuvenation pie, rejuvenation pie is very good, very good."

The students continued their efforts: "Brother Yan, what is your cultivation level now?"

Yan Qing continued truthfully: "The foundation has just been established."

classmates:"……"

The students continued to smile awkwardly but politely: "Oh, foundation building, foundation building is very good, very good."

After listening to their conversation, Heng Bai couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Why are you staying in the classroom after class! Go back first, and prepare to go down the mountain in two days! Yanqing stay!"

The students looked at each other in blank dismay and scattered like birds and beasts.

After his disciples left, Heng Bai stopped putting on a posture, stood up directly from the futon and walked in front of Yan Qing, rolled his eyes, and said in a strange way: "What? You were kicked out of Yuqing Peak by Senior Brother Xie?"

Yan Qing cared about the teacher: "Elder Hengbai, don't keep rolling your eyes. If you can't turn your eyes back, it will be very embarrassing, just like just now."

Hengbai's complexion was twisted, and he said angrily: "Yanqing, since you have joined the Wangqing sect, you should learn to respect the teacher first!"

Yan Qing said sincerely, "Oh, yes."

Seeing his reckless attitude, Heng Bai became angry: "What kind of attitude is this? No wonder you were kicked out of Yuqing Peak by Senior Brother Xie!"

Heng Bai Sensen said: "I know that your background is low and your aptitude is not good. You can join the Wangqing Sect all because of Senior Brother Xie's face. But I advise you not to push yourself, since Senior Brother Xie kicked you out of Yuqing Peak—— Marriage, I advise you to rot in your bones!"

Yan Qing respected the teacher and said: "Aren't you tired from standing, elder, sit down and talk slowly."

At first, Heng Bai wanted to roll his eyes again, but when he thought about what Yan Qing said in front of him, he turned his eyes halfway and forced them to fall down, and sat down opposite Yan Qing with a blank expression.

Yan Qing stared at him for a long time, then laughed: "Elder, the way you look like this reminds me of the maids in the homes of those rich and noble people in the world."

Heng Bai slapped the table and stood up: "What did you say?!"

Yan Qing continued slowly: "Then you, senior brother Xie, will be the eldest daughter of a wealthy family."

Heng Bai: "..."

Heng Bai's veins twitched violently, and he said grimly: "Yanqing, are you tired of working?"

Yan Qing: "Isn't it? Look at you senior brother Xie, that identity, that appearance, that reputation, are just like a pure and pure golden branch and jade leaf." After speaking, he pointed to himself, meaningfully: "Then I, it's you guys. Miss Jinzhiyuye recruited her son-in-law."

Heng Bai was so angry that he lost his voice: "..."

Yan Qing was in the Rejuvenation School before, and thought he was getting the script of the return of the Dragon King, but he didn't expect it to be the script of the son-in-law.Hahaha.It was actually quite fun.

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he became: "Your number one lady in the world was given psychedelic soup by me, and she wanted to recruit me to the house. Then you girls and servants look down on me, despise me, insult me But you don't know, actually..." He lowered his voice: "I, your uncle, am a peerless genius."

Heng Bai: "..." Heng Bai burst into anger, "Yan Qing!"

Yan Qing dragged his frustration and lowered his head, avoiding Heng Bai's furious coercion, and smiled: "Just kidding."

Heng Bai told himself to be calm, and said word by word through gritted teeth: "Okay, genius. The sect experience in two days, don't be frightened by the devil."

Yan Qing looked at Heng Bai's back as he walked away angrily, pulled his frustrated wings, smiled, and muttered, "I've never been afraid of a devil in my life."

Usually it's the demons who are afraid of him.

His soul silk is simply the sky can overcome the nightmare.

When it comes to Nightmare, one must think of that Demon God.

The Demon God has both sexes and was born in chaos, but the two most commonly used forms around him are old men and young women.Even in the long-term contact with Yan Qing, he figured out the most suitable appearance.It was an old woman in a silver robe hiding in the mist.Half of his face was covered in bones, and his red lips were as red as blood.The most unique thing about the Demon God is the eyes, the purest emerald green in the world, the blue vertical pupils seem to be piercing, and the appearance is hideous and gloomy, like a nightmare that cannot be escaped from a nightmare.

Two days later, Zongmen finally sent a mission.

At the same time, Yan Qing received his first monthly salary.The number one sect in the world is to spend extravagantly, the new Waifeng disciples even have one hundred top-quality spirit stones in a month.

Seeing the lack of ambition made the bird look stupid, so he snatched Yan Qing's purse.Biting one by one with his teeth, he sighed endlessly at the same time: "I am so good, no wonder everyone wants to join the Wangqing Sect."

Yan Qing's task in reading the Jade Slips: A son of a family in Lecheng, Waiqing, South Zezhou, was killed by his bride on the wedding night of the bridal chamber.Skinned and bones removed, blood spattered on beams.The bride turned through the window and left, missing.But with her way of raw cannibalism, it is definitely a demon species.

For newcomers to the sect, the first time they come into contact with demon seeds, the task will not be too difficult.

Even if the nightmare in the bride is fully awakened, she is still a mortal in the end.

Yan Qing put away the jade slips, completely thinking that this mission was to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to play.

Unwilling to grit his teeth, he reluctantly returned the spirit stone to Yan Qing and said, "Is this the treatment of a son-in-law?"

Yan Qing chuckled, "Do you know what Zuo-son means?"

Unwilling to wave his wings, he was quite proud: "Of course I know, I've read a lot of story books, and I'm just a little boy."

Yan Qing shook his head in denial: "No, the little boy is a softie, I am not."

Unwilling: "Huh?"

Yan Qing thought for a while and said, "Although my cultivation base and aptitude are not good enough, I have nothing to do and do nothing all day long, and live on a hundred spirit stones issued by the sect every month. But, I'm not a badass."

Unhappy: "Why?"

Yan Qing said, "I have dignity."

Reluctant: "..." Yan Qing walked halfway, and met Ming Ze again.

Mingze is a disciple of Neifeng, and he is not in the same class as him in the Tianjie Classroom of Futai Academy.

Mingze took the initiative to greet him, his eyes fell on the jade slip in Yanqing's hand, and he said happily: "Brother Yanqing is also taking the task of Qingle City this time?"

Yan Qing nodded, and at the same time expressed his confusion: "Brother Mingze, I'm a little strange. This Qingle City is a town where ordinary people live, right? Why did the task pass to the Wangqing Sect?"

Mingze smiled and said: "You don't know Taoist Yan. The mortal towns outside Nanze Prefecture belong to the Nine Great Sects. And the identity of the deceased this time is a bit special. The deceased is the Sun family. The Sun family is the first in Qingle City. In a family, there is an ancestor with outstanding talent, and now he is an elder of Fuhuamen."

Yan Qing: "The elder of Fuhuamen?"

Mingze nodded and said, "That's right, Fuhuamen."

Yan Qing smiled, and thought: Then he and Fuhuamen really have a lot of predestined relationship.

After returning to Yuqing Peak, Yan Qing naturally told Xie Shiyi about it.

"My going down the mountain this time was strictly required by the sect, so it's not a breach of contract."

Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Do you want to go?"

Yan Qing said firmly, "I want to go."

Xie Shiyi stared at him intently, his eyes were dark and bright, and there seemed to be a faint purple color under the snowy candlelight.

Yan Qing said earnestly, "Senior Brother Xie, eliminating demons and defending Taoism is a matter of my generation, so don't take it for granted."

Xie Shiyi asked lightly: "What is the mission?"

Yan Qing repeated it: "There was a wedding night in the bride's bridal chamber in Qingle City. The nightmare in her body awakened and killed the groom. This time, the mission is to capture her."

Xie Shiyi didn't even express an opinion on this matter, but only asked: "What is your current cultivation level?"

Yan Qing said: "Golden elixir..." Yan Qing felt a little ashamed for his neglect of cultivation, and added to Xie Shiyi's eyes, "Golden elixir is complete."

Xie Shiyi was slightly taken aback: "Are you going to have a baby?"

Yan Qing: "Well, soon."

Xie Shiyi frowned invisibly: "Let me help you tell the Suzerain, this time..."

Yan Qing said without thinking, "No, I need practice."

Xie Shiyi looked at him, was silent for a long time, and wrote lightly: "I will accompany you."

Yan Qing: "..."

Yan Qing: "?"

Yan Qingren was dumbfounded for a moment, and finally almost burst out laughing: "Are you going with me? Xie Shiyi, you are going to accompany me to Qingle City to kill this bride?!"

Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are not many people who can be killed by Xie Shiyi.

How lucky this human demon is to let the leader of the fairy alliance do it himself.

Xie Shiyi saw him laughing like this, and his tone was extremely cold and distant: "This is your experience, I won't make a move."

"Oh." Yan Qing laughed enough, and asked a serious question: "Why are you accompanying me?"

With Xie Shiyi's current status, if they really want to appear in Qingle City, then they have to practice a lot.

"Bride, bride." Yan Qing read, and suddenly a smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "Yaoyao, do you still remember that time when we were in Heishuize?"

Xie Shiyi looked at him coldly.

Yan Qing swallowed the words "Why don't you pretend to be a bride this time, and I will do you one time", coughed lightly, sat upright and said, "Xie Shiyi, have you worn the clothes of the disciples of the Wangqing Sect?"

Xie Shiyi didn't speak.As soon as he entered the sect, he was the master of Yuqing Peak.Known as the Chief Disciple, his status is actually extremely honorable.Having never been to Futai Academy, Sanbaiwaifeng probably didn't even bother to set foot there.Naturally, he didn't start as an outer disciple step by step like Yan Qing.

Yan Qing resolutely said again: "Then it's settled! Let's go down the mountain together tomorrow, and form a team to subdue the demon species!"

Xie Shiyi smiled lightly, with a strong sense of sarcasm in his tone: "The devil?"

Yan Qing blinked and said: "Don't you think your Yuqing Peak is very cold? You have to rest in seclusion for a hundred years, you have to rest, Immortal, why don't you go out for a walk too."

Xie Shiyi looked down at his fingertips, his expression was unclear between the light and shadow.

On the second day, Yan Qing still talked to Xie Shiyi.

In fact, when he saw Xie Shiyi again after a hundred years, he always felt unreal.

Xie Shiyi seemed to be carrying the blizzard that had lasted for thousands of years in the Xiaoyu Temple, and while his appearance became more outstanding, his temperament became more and more icy.

He made Xie Shiyi look like a boy.The moment Xie Shiyi raised his head quietly on the corridor of Yuqing Peak where the snow fell and the plum blossoms fell, Yan Qing was in a daze for a long time.

Xie Shiyi held a wooden sword in his hand, his black hair hung down his waist, like Zhilan Yushu.The clothes of the outer sect disciples of Wangqing Sect are simple white and blue, quiet and elegant, completely different from the luxury and coldness of the silk yarn, making Xie Shiyi feel as if he has stepped down from the altar, not so far away.

The moment he raised his eyes, it seemed as if the time had flown in an instant, and he went back to 200 years ago, when all the quarrels, life and separation, and death did not happen.

Yan Qing laughed, and called out softly, "Xie Shiyi."

Shifangcheng's descriptions of Yan Qing are always inseparable from erratic and moody, saying that he has a weird personality, loves cruelty, and likes to knock his skull to hear the sound.

In fact, Yan Qing didn't like skulls, nor did he like that sound.

It's just that when I first entered the Demon Realm, when I was sitting alone on the corpse of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave and didn't dare to close my eyes, I tapped on the bones with my fingers, and found that the sound was soft, like the bell under the eaves when I was 15 years old.

So countless sleepless nights.

Yan Qing sat barefoot on the White Bone Mountain, letting the blood-stained red thread between his fingers drag long into the wilderness infested with poisonous snakes.

The red clothes are rolled up, and the ink hair is loose.The pale index finger tapped on the bones, lowered the eyelashes, and heard the sound until dawn.