Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Yan Qing was imprisoned in the Jinghong Hall, the main peak of the Rejuvenation Sect, and was waiting for the head of the sect to come out of the mountain tomorrow for the final trial.

According to the plot, the scene of the trial was when someone from Wangqing Sect announced his marriage to Xie Ying to the world.

"……"commit a sin.

Yan Qing decided to leave tonight, not to be humiliated by the public.The relationship between him and Xie Ying is too complicated, if possible, Yan Qing would never want to see him again in this life.

In the midst of the cold moon, Yan Qing pushed open the window, and as expected, he raised his head and met the cold gaze of the guards.His father has a long memory now, and the outside of Jinghong Hall is heavily guarded, not even a mosquito can fly out.

There is a row of pear blossoms planted outside the hall, as colorful as snow, and under the moon, it exudes Huahuaqinghui.

Yan Qing put her hands on the window sill and smiled at the guard: "Don't be nervous, I'll open the window to let some air in."

The guard said coldly: "Young master, I advise you not to think about it."

Yan Qing thought to himself, if I get a wrong idea, none of you can stop me.But he can't, after revealing his identity in public, he may be hunted down by the whole heaven.

Yan Qing pointed her finger, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Brother, isn't it boring to stand? Why don't we chat."

The guard was unmoved: "Master, it's late at night, please go back and rest."

Yan Qing ignored him, and asked himself: "How many years is Chunhe now?"

The guard did not dare to offend him, pursed his lower lip, and replied, "Chunhe Hundred Years."

Yan Qing was thoughtful.

Chunhe Hundred Years, it turns out that he has been dead for 100 years.After he was reborn, he ran around all night for Bi Yunjing, and now he calmed down and seriously recalled the things before and after his life.

Yan Qing smiled and said: "Chunhe Hundred Years, so the Qingyun Conference will start again?"

The Qingyun Conference is a grand event in the cultivation world. It is held every hundred years and gathers monks from all over the world. Even the nine great immortal sects will send core disciples to participate in the test.The conference set up the Qingyun list, and the name on the Qingyun list is known all over the world.

And last year's top spot on the Qing Yun Ranking was Xie Shiyi.

The guard looked at him inexplicably, and reminded him: "You still remember this, Luo Linhua, who was raised by the sect for a hundred years, was going to be offered to the Wangqing Sect at the Qingyun Conference, and then you stole it."

Yan Qing: "..."

Yan Qing laughed awkwardly and impolitely.

A pear blossom floated in front of Yan Qing's eyes, Yan Qing blinked, and immediately changed the subject: "You said, will Xie Ying participate in this Qingyun Conference?"

The guard was taken aback, he didn't expect to hear the word "Xie Ying" from Yan Qing's mouth so lightly.After all, this name is more like an unspeakable legend in the realm of comprehension, as far away as the moon, high mountains and snow in the sky, unattainable.

The guard said vaguely: "Maybe I will participate. But in the first year of Chunhe, Duwei Immortal Venerable retreated to Nanshan, and I don't know if he has left the retreat now."

Yan Qing was startled: "Xie Ying is in retreat?"

Guard: "Yes."

Yan Qing was quite curious: "Why?"

The guard said: "How can we guess what Immortal Duwei is thinking?"

Yan Qing chuckled: "Please tell me the details, and I'll guess."

Guard: "..." This young master must have blown his brain out along with the prison, what nonsense are you talking about.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yan Qing didn't say much.Looking at the pear blossoms fluttering in front of my eyes, I was slightly lost in thought, feeling a little thirsty, and asked, "Do you have any pear blossom stuffing here?"

The guard reminded him: "Master, you are now a criminal being imprisoned." The implication is, don't be too presumptuous.

Yan Qing rubbed his chin: "Sinners can't drink alcohol."

The guard couldn't take it anymore: "Young master, go back."

Yan Qing smiled lazily: "It's so boring to go back, I can't sleep. I told you that we should chat and relieve boredom."

The guard grimaced.

Yan Qing curled up a small pear branch that was blown into his palm by the wind, and said, "Let's talk about thanking you."

"..." The guards really wanted to tie this ancestor back and let him fall asleep and not talk!

Xie Ying is also something they can discuss!The world-renowned number one in the Qingyun list, in addition to his identity as the great disciple of the Wangqing Sect, also has a frightening identity, that is, he is the leader of the Immortal League.Xie Ying's sword name is "Bugui". Over the years, countless demon species have died under the sword of Bugui.

The most frightening thing is that when Xie Ying killed the demon species, he would not use the fairy artifact to identify whether there was a nightmare in the sea of ​​consciousness, and life and death were all in his mind.No one knew whether he committed manslaughter, and no one dared to question it.

The guard: "Young master, I advise you not to be so outspoken in the future."

After being stunned for a moment, Yan Qing laughed muffledly, shaking the pear blossom in his hand, and said lazily, "Is this what you call being outspoken?"

The guard said coldly: "Immortal Duwei is not something we can discuss."

Yan Qing sneered: "He is not talked about much? Don't you know what happened to him in Zhancheng when he was a child?"

"..."

Now the guard wished that Yan Qing was dumb, wished that he was deaf.Turn around and never pay attention to this dead man again.

It's not a secret that Du Weixianzun was in the barrier city when he was young-but he dared to discuss it without fear of death.

Xie Shiyi was once the son of the Xie family, one of the five great families in the barrier city of the world.When he was young, he was also the proud son of heaven with amazing talent and was highly envied.It's just that all this changed because of a beggar who came to his door.The beggar took out the token and uncovered Xie Shiyi's identity, directly discrediting him and falling into the abyss.

It turned out that the beggar was the real son of the Xie family, and Xie Shiyi was just the son of a lowly sword servant.At the beginning, he was changed by the vicious sword servant civet cat for the prince, and everything he owns now is stolen.

As soon as the news came out, the other four members who had been overshadowed by Xie Shiyi's limelight immediately fell into a nearly crazy revenge——

They thought that his cultivation was all thanks to Xie's family, so they broke his muscles and bones and crippled his veins.

They kept him in a secluded cell for 49 days and [-] days, trying to drive him insane.

They thought he was a thief, a street mouse, born with an original sin that could never be washed away by eternity.

They believed that Xie Shiyibai had enjoyed the scenery for so many years, so he couldn't afford nothing.Whatever they do, Xie Shiyi deserves what they deserve.

The most widely spread in the comprehension world should be Xie Shiyi's trial of no regrets when he came out of the secluded room.

The beggar who came to the door died of an old illness.

The patriarch of the Bai family was righteous and filled with righteous indignation and said that Xie Shiyi should pay for his life, and that father's debts should be paid for by his son.

From the Realm of Absolute Desolation to the Cliff of No Regrets, there is a very long corridor that surrounds the entire barrier city with people, descendants of aristocratic families, and foreign monks.

They have different opinions on whether Xie Shiyi should die or not.

That corridor also has a nice name, Taohuachunshui.

In fact, Yan Qing still vaguely remembers some pictures.

It rained a lot that day, the rain and mist were hazy, and the peach blossoms were everywhere in spring.Xie Shiyi wore a chain made of black iron on his hands, his black hair was loose, and he walked forward in silence.

The nearby mountain road was full of people.Everyone whispered to each other, looked at each other with sympathy or sarcasm, and spoke clearly and logically.

they said.

"I think Xie Shiyi is so pitiful, all of this is not something he can choose."

they said.

"He is pitiful? Why don't you feel that the dead young master is even more pitiful."

"His biological father killed Patriarch Xie's child, and he is not innocent at all."

they said.

"But that's his father's mistake, why let him bear it."

"Oh, stop arguing, they are all poor people who have been tricked by fate."

Those eyes passed through the spring water and the peach blossoms, and fell on Xie Shiyi's tall and straight back.It seems to go through his bones, his soul—to examine his sins and judge his life with a high and arrogant attitude.

After the guard turned around, his heart itched again.Although he was very afraid of talking about Xie Ying, he couldn't help being curious, as no one would dare to talk about it.

He moved his neck, turned around, and opened the topic with a cold face: "What's the point of saying this now. The villains Duwei Xianzun met in the barrier city when he was young, have all been killed by him in the back The barrier city has now been burned to the ground and has become a ghost city.”

Yan Qing sneered in his heart: No, the young master of the Bai family in the barrier city is still alive and well, and by the way, he has become the white moonlight of your Duwei Xianzun.

Seeing that Yan Qing stopped talking, the guard felt itchy again.People are cheap, and when they are caught chatting, they tend to ignore them, and when they stop talking, they really can't control their mouths.

The guard talked eloquently: "Duwei Immortal Venerable must have hated the trial of Buguiya back then. Fortunately, he survived in the end and took revenge."

Yan Qing laughed for a long time when she heard the words, and finally said, "You think he hated him very much at that time?"

Guard: "Isn't that right? How can you not hate this, but fortunately, at that time, many monks from other cities had goodwill towards the Immortal Venerable, felt sorry for everything he had encountered, and said a lot of good things for the Immortal Venerable. It can be regarded as a little comfort to Xianzun."

Yan Qing leaned against the window, laughing until her stomach hurts: "Comfort? Do you really think so?"

The guard felt that he was being ridiculed, and became angry from embarrassment: "What are you laughing at! Then tell me what Immortal Duwei was thinking at that time."

Yan Qing's slender fingers caressed the cold flower branches, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said slowly, "Him? He wanted an umbrella at that time."

The guard was stunned: "An umbrella?"

Yan Qing tugged at Lihua and nodded: "Yes, he wants an umbrella. At that time, he lost all his cultivation, his meridians were cut off, and he was covered in injuries. He stayed in the secluded room for a long time, and his vision and hearing problems. Rain It's very hard to fall on and he can't see bright light, all he needs is an umbrella. Is it weird to want an umbrella?"

Guard: "...are you kidding me?"

Yan Qing: "Why am I teasing you?"

The guard gritted his teeth: "How could Immortal Du Wei think about this?"

"But that's what he really thinks." Yan Qing laughed: "Besides, to Xie Shiyi at that time, there was no difference between other people's kindness and malice."

More of a boredom.

After all, Xie Shiyi's real original sin has always been pride.

In the Trial of No Regrets, in the end, a monk who ascended to heaven accidentally passed by, took pity on Xie Shiyi, promised some benefits to the five major families, and saved his life.

The distant mountains are cold and green, misty and rainy.

Xie Shiyi stood in front of his leaky firewood hut, listening to the elder in charge's instructions, thinking in his heart - he needs an umbrella.

The elder in charge said softly: "Don't hate the Patriarch, blame God's will on others. It's normal for him to hate you. You are now a mortal, so just hide from him when you see him."

Xie Shiyi nodded: "Yeah." He thought, there is a bamboo forest in the back mountain, maybe it can be used as an umbrella.

The elder in charge sighed, looked at the pale young man in front of him, and said softly, "Shiyi, I believe you are sensible. When your injuries heal, leave the barrier city."

Xie Shiyi smiled, took the burden that the elder gave him, lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you."

The elder in charge left with two disciples.

One of the female disciples turned her head frequently, looking at him with eyes full of pity.

Another male disciple looked contemptuous, tugged at her clothes, and said, "Let's go, what are you looking for?"

The female disciple's voice was very low, and came through the rain curtain: "Don't you think Brother Xie is very pitiful?"

The male disciple asked back: "Isn't the dead Young Sect Master not pitiful?"

The female disciple bit her lip: "But what does this have to do with Senior Brother Xie? Why should he have to suffer these things?"

The male disciple rolled his eyes: "Father's debt should be paid by son, it's only right and proper, the fault is that he has such a father."

The female disciple wanted to say something else.The elder in charge turned his head back, his eyes were cold and warning, and both of them shut their mouths.

Xie Shiyi held the clothes, listened to the words he was about to recognize the cocoon with a calm expression, turned around and did not take a few steps before leaning on the threshold, retching silently.He hadn't eaten for a long time, and he couldn't vomit anything, but the nausea that was surging in his lungs couldn't go away.

Throat is on fire.When I close my eyes, there are faces, compassionate and gloating.

They argued that he was not guilty, that he was guilty, and argued about it.

Xie Shiyi's face was as pale as paper, he pulled his lower lip ironically, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Standing up, he heard a familiar voice between the mountains and the sea.

Bright and crisp, but with a lazy tone: "Where are you going now?"

Xie Shiyi took off his disguise at this time, showing some fragility and fatigue, and said softly: "I don't know."

Later they made an umbrella out of bamboo and went to Liuxianzhou.

Probably because people's thoughts are always unstable after rebirth, Yan Qing went back to the room and lay on the bed at night, and dreamed about Xie Shiyi again.

In fact, the outsiders say that the dove occupies the magpie's nest and is born rich and honored, all of which are false.The Patriarch of the Xie family has a romantic nature. He has no wives and only takes concubines all his life. He has too many children and has no affection for his heirs.

Everything Xie Shiyi possessed was taken step by step from the man-eating Xie Mansion.

At first, they lived in a dilapidated house that leaked rain all the year round.

At the age of seven, Xie Shiyi learned how to control a sword. Without the guidance of a master, he could only use the most stupid way, stepping on the sword and jumping off the roof.It is also fortunate that the cultivator has rough skin and thick flesh, otherwise he would have died countless times.

In an accident, when Xie Shiyi was falling from the roof, he was accidentally poked in the eye by a stone.Although he is not blind, he still needs to recover for a long time. His eyes are covered by black silk, and he cannot see anything.

And one month after ascending to the fairy pavilion, recruiting people requires that they must be able to control the sword.Time was running out, Xie Shiyi could only be physically disabled and strong, blindly groping up the stairs to the roof every day, so he stumbled and suffered many wounds.

Yan Qing watched coldly, not caring about him at all.At that time, they looked disgusted at each other—it was impossible for two equally proud teenagers to get along harmoniously in one body.

But if Xie Shiyi was seriously injured and unconscious, Yan Qing would passively bear the pain he suffered.That kind of pain was comparable to a broken body, and every time it made him scold the sky and the earth.

After several times of pain, Yan Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily, "Xie Shiyi, stop."

Xie Shiyi completely ignored him.

Yan Qing took a deep breath and said, "Xie Shiyi, turn left and head east."

Xie Shiyi paused slightly, but still ignored him.

Yan Qing frowned directly: "There is a dead tree under the direction you are walking, if you want to die, you can find an easier way!"

Xie Shiyi's tone was cold: "It's none of your business."

Yan Qing was even colder: "If it wasn't for your death, I would follow you, do you think I would care about you?"

Xie Shiyi: "Then don't worry about it."

Yan Qing: "Get out!"

To Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing was a lonely ghost trying to occupy his body, every word he said was disgusting.

To Yan Qing, Xie Shiyi was a plague god who took him to death and injured all the time, and he wished to eat his flesh and blood.

Since childhood, Xie Shiyi has had a ruthless spirit that is not afraid of death, like a lunatic.Several times, Yan Qing forcibly snatched Xie Shiyi's body because he was afraid of death, and he would be snatched back soon.In the process of snatching, they were covered with bruises, and neither of them got any benefits. The cycle of repetition, the hatred for each other deepened.

It is right for Xie Shiyi to hate him, but the matter of time travel is completely unwarranted for Yan Qing.

At that time, he completely lost his memory, and Xie Shiyi had the same mentality of a child, so he didn't want to die anyway!

"Xie Shiyi, let's talk."

Yan Qing tried his best to suppress his anger and said calmly.

The summer night sky was high and clear, and the Milky Way was covered with bright stars. His voice was especially clear in the quiet environment.

Yan Qing said calmly: "The selection to ascend to the Immortal Pavilion will start soon. It is impossible for you to learn how to control the sword with half the effort."

Xie Shiyi stood silently in the dark night, his back was fragile yet tough.

"I know you hate me." Speaking of this, Yan Qing sarcastically said: "It's normal, I don't like you anyway. But now, your death will do me no good at all, you can trust me."

Yan Qing took a deep breath before slowly saying: "I can see, Xie Shiyi, I will guide you."

After Yan Qing said this, he had exhausted his good temper all his life, with a stinky face, and didn't want to talk anymore.

Xie Shiyi stepped on the crumbling broken tiles, his eyes were covered with black silk, his face was pale, and his fingers were tightly clenched.His hands were covered with bruises, bruises and scabs, and the wind caused dense pain.

The roof was very quiet, it was in the most remote corner of Xie Mansion, there was no living person for half a month.

I don't know how long I was silent.

The young man covered in thorns only opened his mouth, and his voice was lightly scattered in the wind.

"Tell me, where are you going?"

This is the first reconciliation between him and Xie Shiyi, the roof of the sword practice at the age of seven.

Looking back now, what impresses me the most are those vines growing on the roof.

Roots are connected to roots, stems are entwined with stems, and the blue waves are skyrocketing.

Yan Qing got up very early the next day, and the dream last night made him not in good spirits.

Yan Qing reached out and rubbed his temples, and laughed at himself, he and Xie Shiyi really shouldn't meet.

At the dawn of dawn, there is only a layer of pale fish belly in the east.

Yan Qing tied up his clothes, tied up his hair, pulled off the folding fan on the table, opened the window, and the pear blossoms fell into the sky like snow.The guard fell asleep under the pear tree with his sword in his arms.When chatting last night, Yan Qing drugged this man with the fragrance of pear blossoms, and the drug scattered away. It is estimated that a large number of people guarding outside Jinghong Hall fell down.

Yan Qing didn't want to go to the plot at all, he had never been entangled by a demon god in his life, the sky was high and the sea was wide, and the world was a place of freedom.

The bat was hanging outside his eaves, drooling and sleeping soundly, only to wake up slowly when Yan Qing tapped him with a folding fan.

When the bat woke up, it was dazed for a while, and then it was furious, and output crazily: "Ge Laozi! What kind of vicious spell did you cast on this seat! Why was this seat dragged to find you inexplicably! Let me go!" Do you hear me! Let me go! Otherwise, I will have nothing for you!"

Yan Qing put a curse on it directly.

Bat: "..." Inner output.

Yan Qing smiled slightly: "Stay by my side and shut up."

Bat: "..." Crazy output in the heart.

Yan Qing's Tsing Yi brushed over the dew-stained grass and walked down the mountain.

An hour later, the bat's banning spell was lifted, its claws grabbed his shoulder, and he asked, "Are you leaving?"

Yan Qing: "Yes."

The bat was proud: "Okay, I have long been displeased with the dilapidated Huichun School. I will take you to the place where I used to live, so that you can see the world."

Yan Qing said, "Where did you live before?"

The bat puffed up its chest and said, "Have you heard of Liuxianzhou? Go to Chongtian Sanzhou! The nine immortal gates are located in Nanzezhou, the three great families are located in Zijinzhou, and my family is located in Liuxianzhou!"

Yan Qing sneered: "Isn't Liuxian Continent a place that connects the human world and the upper heavens? It's unobstructed, and you can come and go as you please. People and ghosts can go there."

Bat thought for a while, and forcibly held his respect: "But I have a cave in Liuxianzhou."

Yan Qing: "Dig a hole in the mountains these days and you can count it as a cave?"

Bat: "...you know what a fart!"

Yan Qing ignored the distraught bat, walked on the misty road towards the clouds, and looked at the densely packed mountains.

Bat: "Where are you going?"

Yan Qing: "It doesn't matter where you go."

Bat: "Go to the Demon Realm?"

Yan Qing: "Let's forget about Demon Realm." Tired of being dumb.

The bat snorted twice: "I know you don't have the guts." The bat flapped its wings twice, and suddenly gave an idea: "Why don't we go to the sea of ​​madness!"

The sea of ​​chaos is at the end of the Nine Heavens.The vastness is boundless, and the fog is thick all the year round, which cannot be dispelled by any spells.For thousands of years, no one has ever been able to cross the sea of ​​chaos and see clearly what is on the other side of the sea.

Yan Qing paused when he heard his words.

The bat became excited: "How about it! You are also excited, aren't you! Let's go and see the fog on the sea!"

Yan Qing didn't speak, but a smile of unknown meaning escaped from the corner of his lips, and he said slowly and lazily: "The sea of ​​delusion?"

Bat: "Yes, yes, do you want to go too?"

Yan Qing shook his head: "No, I just remembered that someone would die there."

The bat pouted: "Many people die in the sea of ​​chaos every year."

Yan Qing: "Yes."

He didn't see the final ending of "Love Nightmare", because when he read this book, he just wanted to find out the reason why his cousin didn't want to study, so he abandoned the book when he saw Xie Shiyi's death.

In the book, Xie Shiyi died in the sea of ​​delusion.

Infatuated life, even death is at the hands of the one you love.

For Bai Xiaoxiao's sake, he ruined the ruthless way, broke Liuli's heart, sentenced him to sect, and left him in exile.

What he got in the end was Bai Xiaoxiao's tearful sword.

Bai Xiaoxiao burst into tears and said, "You hate me, Xie Ying. From the very beginning, I approached you with a purpose. All the good things you did to me were because I was using you."

Bai Xiaoxiao cried and said: "Although you have saved me many times, although you have helped me so much, but you killed my parents. Xie Ying, bloody revenge, I have to avenge it."

The author of "Love Nightmare" is really not bragging when he calls himself "dog-blood sadomasochism".At that time, Yan Qing could see ten lines at a glance. In fact, for a reader who couldn't read this book at all, his point of view was very rational.No one deserves sympathy.

But now recalling the plot, Yan Qing crushed a flower with his fingers, and twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

Xie Shiyi, you still have today?

The bat was taken aback by his expression: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you go if you don't go? Why do you have such a scary face?"

Yan Qing: "Have you ever had porridge?"

Bat: "What are you asking for?"

Yan Qing: "I want to drink porridge."

In the book, love is deeply rooted because of a bowl of porridge. Is Xie Shiyi really such a sensitive and loveless person?Logically, he has been starving and freezing with Xie Shiyi for decades, so no matter what, he can afford him to call "Daddy".

Another focus of the book "Love Nightmare" is "salvation", and the protagonist suffers from the "white moonlight" of countless people.If he hadn't understood it, Yan Qing wouldn't have delved into its logic at all.But because he knew Xie Shiyi well, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

Maybe something is wrong is second, and more importantly, he doesn't want Xie Shiyi to end up like that.

I don't want him to betray his relatives again.

I don't want him to fall into the dust again.

He didn't want to walk the long road of Chunshui Peach Blossom.

A long wind blows past Yan Qing's fingertips.

Yan Qing turned around at the mountain gate, "Go back."

Bat: "???" The bat fluttered its wings and didn't understand: "Why did you go back on your word? Why go back?"

Yan Qing: "Go back to the theater."

Bat: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Yan Qing waved his sleeves, his clothes flowing like clouds: "Watch my future 'husband' play."