Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

"Taoist?" Jing Ruyu showed a crack in his expression, and his tone was raised, revealing shock.

"Yes." Qin Changxi nodded, with a deep tone: "According to Elder Liu Guangzong Chengying, the Taoist companion Xie Ying has mediocre aptitude, low cultivation level, and has not yet established a foundation. Maybe it can be used by us."

Jing Ruyu's face was heavy: "Then I should have seen him."

Qin Changxi: "Huh?"

Jing Ruyu said: "Is it a young man?"

Qin Changxi raised his eyebrows: "Yes. Where did you see it?"

Jing Ruyu said lightly: "Qingle City." After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes, her thin willow eyebrows were as cold as a knife's edge, and her almond eyes were deep: "Xie Ying will stay by that young man's side, never leaving. Third Young Master Qin, you Do you think this is like Xie Ying's character?"

Qin Changxi smiled and said: "It is because he is not like Xie Ying's character that it shows how important this young man is to him."

The mockery in Jing Ruyu's eyes was even worse, she sneered: "No, I mean. Is it like his character to put one's own weakness in front of us so blatantly?"

Qin Changxi was stunned.

Jing Ruyu said calmly: "If Xie Ying is someone who really cares, how could he let you and me know. I'm afraid there is no deceit among them."

Qin Changxi said: "What does the master of the mirror door mean?"

Jing Ruyu said indifferently: "Either, that boy is Xie Yong's bait to lure you and me; or, that boy himself is very dangerous."

Qin Changxi shook his head resolutely: "No. I have investigated the identity of that young man very clearly. His name is Yan Qing, and he is the son of an elder of the Rejuvenation School. He was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, arrogant and domineering, with a simple mind, and there is no such thing as being taken away."

The corners of Jing Ruyu's lips seemed to be smiling, but the red lips did not bend to a real arc.

"Mr. Qin's investigation is so clear, but do you have a plan?"

Although Qin Changxi is the future Patriarch of the Qin family, he hasn't really inherited the throne after all.

Although he and Yin Lie can be called brothers and sisters, but with Jing Ruyu, he does not have the rights and status of his father.

Although the Ninth Sect of Shangzhongtian had no objection to the 480 Temple, they never took the initiative to move closer to the Qin family, and were still headed by the Nanze Prefecture Xianmeng.

The Fuhuamen and Liuguangzong were only friends of the Qin family for nearly a hundred years.In these two cases, Yin Lie and Jing Ruyu have completely different personalities.

Yin Lie is eager for quick success and quick benefits, and he is self-willed.And Jing Ruyu is as careful as a hair, and is cautious in every step.

Qin Changxi's lower lip on the silver fox mask slightly bent, and said: "Don't worry, Master Jing, since you are wary of this young man, we will not ask you to do it yourself. Changxi just wants to make a suggestion to the master: It consists of two rounds, the first round of the arena competition, to determine the top 500 people. In the second round, how about the sect master opening up the secret realm of Fuhuamen Tinglan?"

Jing Ruyu raised her eyebrows: "Tinglan Secret Realm?"

Qin Changxi: "Yes."

Tinglan Secret Realm is the place where a grand elder of Fuhuamen used to raise Gu insects. The terrain is dangerous and poisonous insects and beasts are rampant.After that elder died, the secret realm has been deserted.

Qin Changxi said: "The rule of the second round is to get out of the Tinglan Secret Realm first."

Jing Ruyu had no interest in the rules at all, and only asked: "Are you going to tamper with in the secret realm?" She reminded him: "In the Qingyun Conference, the Nine Great Sects will send a Supreme Elder to follow to ensure the safety of the disciples in the sect. The monks in the early stage are not so perfunctory."

Qin Changxi smiled and said, "Master Jingmen, don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

Jing Ruyu smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, and she didn't speak.

Holding the folding fan, Qin Changxi bowed Shi Shiran to her again, his face became serious, and he said slowly: "Master Jingmen, if you want to kill Xie Ying, it is impossible not to take any risks."

Jing Ruyu raised her hand to straighten her temple hair. After a moment of silence, she said softly, "Okay, I promise you. But if the Nine Great Sects find out, I won't save you."

Qin Changxi stood up, eyes under the silver fox mask bent: "Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Before he left, he took another look at the glazed bead on the door plaque of Xuanji Hall, the jasper was transparent and radiant.

Qin Changxi was a little curious, but the fire in the Xuanji Palace was originally forbidden by the Fuhuamen, and Jing Ruyu was suspicious by nature, so it was inconvenient for him to ask about it, so he could only let it go.Qin Changxi loved pearls and precious jade all his life, and he would always be the first to notice these when he went to any place.

The Qingyun Conference is a once-in-a-century event.This time the location was set at Fuhuamen. Besides Tianshu, the elder in charge, the Wangqing Sect would usually send a Supreme Elder to the town.Le Zhan was still hesitating who to send, but Du Wei unexpectedly asked him to volunteer.

Le Zhan: "..."

No need to think about it, it must be for the "disciple daughter-in-law" who insisted on attending the Qingyun Conference.

One of the most important reasons why the Wangqing Sect has always been ranked first among the nine sects is that there are three monks in the sect who are in the stage of transforming gods.The rest of the sects generally have only one person: either the suzerain or a certain elder who is hidden from the world.

Cultivation at the cave void stage already makes all living beings fearful. Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are only fifty monks at the cave void stage, and you can count them all.Even the Wangqing Sect has only seven inner peak masters.

Le Zhan frowned: "Du Wei, are you really going to Fuhuamen?" The relationship between Du Wei and Jing Ruyu was in turmoil, and the whole world was watching.On the bloody night in Xiaoyu Temple, the three heads rolled on the ground tore apart all the appearance of peace.

Xie Shiyi: "Yes."

Le Zhan was in a complicated mood for a while: "If something happens, you can contact me directly."

Xie Shiyi said lightly: "Okay."

He turned his gaze to the center of Tianxiang Palace, where a token hung in the golden light.Pure black black stone, simple without any fancy carvings, with a line of words written in blood on it.

Following his gaze, Le Zhan explained, "This is the token that Yanqing young friend passed back to the sect."

Xie Shiyi stretched out his hand from his snow sleeve, and in an instant, the token escaped from the golden formation of Tianxiang Palace, and the ice-blue spiritual power fell into his hand.

He lowered his eyes to look at a line of writing on it, and the bloody script read: Wishing to be a Taoist partner with Immortal Duwei.

Xie Shiyi smiled lightly.

Le Zhan sighed, and said: "This is originally Yanqing's little friend's property. He is by your side now. If you want it, you can take it away."

Xie Shiyi: "Thank you, Master."

At night, Yuqing Peak.

Yan Qing was too bored to play around with the red thread.Although Mingze repeatedly told him to prepare more pills and spells before going to Fuhuamen, it might come in handy in the ring competition.But after Yan Qing was reborn, he was a pauper, not to mention pills and spells, even swords were sharpened by himself.Coupled with the fact that I am upset now, I don't have time to think about it at all.

Unwilling to watch him play with wool and feel sleepy, his head tilted, and he fell asleep by Yan Qing's hand.

Yan Qing used the red thread to tie a knot between his fingers, and when he found it, he cursed "bad luck" in a low voice, raised his hand to the light and began to untie it by himself.

By the time he finished untying the knot, it was already midnight.

But Xie Shiyi hasn't come back yet.

Yan Qing glanced out of the window from time to time.

The moonlight shone coldly on the snowy ground, the cold plums reflected the snow, and there was no one in the empty and lonely place.

For a while, I didn't know whether to breathe more, or feel more lost.

The next day.

Only Yan Qing and Ming Ze were the disciples of Futai Academy participating in the Qing Yun Conference.

As a fledgling chick, Mingze was nervous and looking forward to it, and followed Yan Qing step by step.

Before Tianshu took them to the venue, he praised: "You two are able to participate in the Qingyun Conference in Futai Academy, which shows that your qualifications are unique."

Heng Bai next to him immediately let out a disdainful sneer.

Some people really have no one in ten thousand qualifications, and some people have no one in ten thousand who eat soft food.

Tianshu secretly poked and patted the back of Hengbai's hand, his eyes were dissatisfied, and he warned in a low voice: "I'm going to Fuhuamen soon, show me the appearance of being an elder."

"Oh." Heng Bai rolled his eyes, thinking that he was wordy, strode forward, and walked towards the sect's martial arts training platform.

Mingze had already noticed something was wrong, and asked Yan Qing cautiously: "Brother Yan, why do I feel that Elder Hengbai seems to be targeting you a little bit?"

Yan Qing lazily said: "Remove the word "like", he is indeed targeting me."

Mingze was full of doubts: "Why? Brother Yan, you have outstanding talent and good personality, why did Elder Hengbai target you?"

Yan Qing thought to himself: Because I defiled the chief senior brother who was unattainable in his heart.

Yan Qing smiled and said indifferently, "The thoughts of the strong in the Mahayana period are unfathomable."

Mingze frowned, feeling particularly depressed for him, and muttered: "That can't be like this."

Yan Qing smiled and thought: Futai Academy might be the purest place in the entire Wangqing Sect.

When it comes to talent, it is often the easiest to breed unwillingness and jealousy.He, a monk from a remote wasteland, was originally a waste with the lowest cultivation level in the school, but suddenly his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds overnight, and he became a leader, standing side by side with Mingze.

Mingze's first reaction was surprise.

In the comprehension world that worships geniuses too much.To be able to maintain the original intention.Either he is a true favorite who has made his way to the sky and crushed everyone, or he is always happy and happy.

Mingze is the latter.Speaking of which, Hengbai's age should be considered the former in a sense.

The Wangqing Sect has more than three hundred peaks, and one peak has thousands of people.These tens of thousands of people, even if they were simple-minded when they first entered the sect, will no longer be too simple-minded as their experience grows.

After arriving at the training platform, Yan Qing finally met the rest of the Wangqing Sect disciples outside the Futai Academy.

There are old and young, men and women, all wearing the Taoist robes of Wangqingzong, blue clothes and white shirts, and silver swords on their waists.The woman is pure and graceful, and the man is immortal.

As soon as Mingze passed by, he was called away. The person who called him was a nun.Nascent Soul's late cultivation base, looks beautiful, but his tone is quite serious: "Mingze, come here."

"Sister?"

Mingze said to Yan Qing embarrassedly: "Brother Yan, that's my senior sister of Jing Shuangfeng, I'll go there first."

Yan Qing nodded: "OK."

The disciples of the Wangqing Sect basically gather together based on their own peaks.Although Yan Qing was named at Yanhui Peak in Tianshu, he had never practiced at Yanhui Peak, and he didn't know anyone.Tianshu has his own responsibility, Heng Bai was dragged over to count the number of people.

So in the bustling martial arts training arena, only Yan Qing was left holding a black bird, lonely and lonely, becoming the most unique existence.

Many people are secretly looking at him.

Yan Qing had long been used to the attention of everyone, and even smiled at them with interest.The young man has red lips and white teeth, and he is smiling. His facial features are gorgeous, but his eyebrows and eyes are all romantic.Holding a vicious and evil black bird in his arms, it added a bit of creepiness to that unspeakable beauty.

Everyone looked back blankly.

As for who this person is, I more or less have an idea.When Yan Qing entered the Wangqing Sect with Xie Shiyi, there were many people on the training stage.Le Zhan and Xi Chaoyun greeted each other in person, which no one will forget.

They didn't know about the Zixiao Token, so they had the impression of Yan Qing as a dull monk from the next generation.According to the rumors, he even got involved with Senior Brother Xie?Absurd!

A young girl in the crowd stared at Yan Qing and said quietly, "I remember when he first joined the Wangqing Sect, he hadn't even established his foundation yet."

The senior brother next to her couldn't hide his jealousy: "How many miraculous medicines have I had to take to achieve such a cultivation base."

The girl sneered and said: "Don't be envious, the last person who relied on the accumulation of spiritual pills was Yin Wuwang of the Liuguang Sect. It's just superficial skills, and you can know that the gold flakes are on the outside and the flakes are on the inside."

"makes sense."

Everyone secretly talked about Yan Qing, and everyone who can enter the Wangqing Sect is a genius.Most of all, he looked down on Yan Qing, an idiot with mediocre aptitude, who took shortcuts in his cultivation, and even entering the sect was disgraceful and shameless.

Unwilling looks evil and ferocious on the outside, but when he speaks, he is a silly white sweet, with red eyes rolling: "I think they are all together, do you want to sneak in? How embarrassing to be alone."

Yan Qing lazily said, "No need, a master is always lonely."

The Qingyun Conference is a good opportunity to make a difference. Most monks under the age of [-] from the Wangqing Sect will participate, and they are stuck at an age that is not calm enough and not pure enough.

There are a large number of people, in order to facilitate management, to go to Fuhuamen is also based on the peak, and take a flying boat.

Tianshu read the list there: "Songshan Peak, Baosong Peak, and Yiqing Peak, board the first cloud boat." According to the arrangement, the disciples dispersed into the hundreds of cloud boats parked in the air like a tide.

In the end, Yanqing was the only one left.

Feeling frustrated, Yan Qing asked Tianshu curiously: "Elder, what about me?"

Thousands of Wangqing Sect disciples on the cloud boat suddenly showed various strange expressions.Disdainful, ridiculed.

Anyway, it's more about watching a good show, seeing Yan Qing's embarrassment, and at the same time thinking: even if he enters the sect, who will recognize his identity?

Tianshu smiled and said, "Young Master Yan, you are not with them."

Yan Qing: "Huh? Then who am I with?"

Tianshu said rightly, "Of course you are with Du Wei."

Yan Qing: "..."

Yan Qing couldn't stop laughing: He doesn't want it!

Seeing Xie Shiyi now, Yan Qing probably thinks of that mole all over his head!

Immediately went to ask Tianshu for help, with a distorted smile: "What can I do! Elder Tianshu, I have already worshiped Yanhui Peak, please let me follow you. Elder, Elder Tianshu?"

Tianshu was confused by his actions: "Huh?"

Heng Bai rolled his eyes at the side, just about to open his mouth to mock his ignorance.Soon, he thought of the kind of dirty books Yan Qing read in class, and stopped immediately to shut up.

—— Yan Qing and senior brother Xie are alone, maybe their minds are full of those dirty things!

Brother Xie, who didn't want Qingfeng Jiyue to be secretly sexualized by such a person, Heng Bai could only endure the humiliation and said, "Tianshu, let him take a boat with me."

Yan Qing's opinion of him evaporated in an instant, seeing him as if seeing a savior, his eyes lit up and he said sincerely: "Elder Hengbai, you are so kind, you can just roll your eyes at me every day from now on!"

Heng Bai: "..."

Heng Bai was so angry that he couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

The people on Yunzhou who were waiting to see Yan Qing's show were stunned.Although monks can release their spiritual sense to hear thousands of miles away, but with Hengbai and Tianshu around, they dare not be presumptuous.

So far away, I couldn't hear the conversation, but I saw Yanqing and the two Mahayana elders talking freely and without restraint.

In their imagination, the boy is definitely going to hit a wall, right?

Let alone Tianshu is a nice guy, Hengbai is not easy to get along with.Although Elder Hengbai has a cute baby face, all the disciples in the sect know that this young and energetic Mahayana elder is very arrogant in his bones.

As a result, the young man's effort in a few words has already caused Elder Hengbai to roll his eyes cramping.

Everyone: "..."

Tianshu was in a dilemma, seeing his firm attitude, he said helplessly, "Okay."

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Elder Tianshu! You are so kind. I am so lucky to be in your Yanhui Peak! I am so lucky!"

As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, a familiar cold voice came from next to his ear.

Accompanied by a low sneer, the tone was not warm.

"Oh, so it's so shameful to worship me at Yuqing Peak?"