Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Although the owner of the umbrella seller had evasive eyes and flickering words, there was something wrong with everything in Zhancheng, and Yan Qing didn't suspect much.The longevity lock is made of gold, with a unicorn engraved on the back and the words "Longevity for a Hundred Years" written on the front. It looks very ordinary.

He walked on the streets of Linxian City, held it up to the light and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything wrong.

Xie Shiyi and Yan Qing are no strangers to this place from Linxian City to Zhancheng, but after 200 years, the place has been turned upside down, and the Zhanhe River has obviously become deserted.Back then, bamboo rafts and big boats kept coming and going, but now there are no people on the lake.It was he who bargained countless times with an old man who was fishing next to him, before the old man agreed to send them there.

After getting on the boat, Yan Qing immediately asked the boatman out of curiosity, "What happened in this barrier city recently? Why are there so many fewer ferries on the water?"

"No one went to Zhancheng decades ago." The uncle paddled, seeing how much money he gave him, and said kindly: "I said, where are you two little dolls? Why do you go to Zhancheng? , Few people go in and come out. Especially girls, go and disappear one by one."

Yan Qing was stunned: "Huh? So many people disappeared, so the government doesn't care about it."

In his memory, Zhancheng is one of the best big cities in the world, and the security management is good, how could it be reduced to this point.

The uncle's face trembled when he heard the words, and he winked at Yan Qing, hesitant to speak.

Yan Qing was thoughtful, and asked mysteriously: "I heard that the city lord of Zhancheng is very attractive. Could it be that all the women who went there were forcibly snatched into the mansion by him?"

The uncle almost threw the oatmeal into the water with a trembling of his hands, and said angrily, "Slow down your voice! If you don't want to kill me, I will kill you!"

Yan Qing smiled and comforted him: "Master, what are you afraid of? We are on the water, and there is no one in this area for hundreds of miles. You know what we are talking about. The owner of the barrier city is a mortal, and he can see clairvoyance." It doesn't work with the wind."

The uncle rolled his eyes: "You know that the owner of the barrier city is a mortal?"

Yan Qing: "I heard that after the five families in Zhancheng were massacred, now there are mortals in Zhancheng."

The uncle looked at him as if he was a young man: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. I think the owner of the city of Zhancheng is probably a monk. You know, the government of the state of Chu dare not take care of the affairs of the city, so many people have disappeared. Don't say a fart."

Yan Qing said: "The government doesn't dare to take care of it, but the Immortal Terrace doesn't care?"

The Immortal Terrace is an institution established by Shangzhongtian in the human world to kill powerful demons.

The uncle's face trembled, and he said: "Little baby, the origin of the owner of the barrier city is not simple. I advise you to come out as soon as you finish delivering the things. Don't stay inside too long. The longer you stay, the more likely accidents will happen."

Yan Qing keenly grasped the meaning of his words, and smiled: "Master, you mean that the Immortal Terrace can't control the barrier city?"

There is only one reason why Xianrentai ignores the imperial power in the world, and Xianrentai can't handle it: Behind the owner of the barrier city is the upper heaven.

uncle:"……"

Talking to him was really bad for the uncle, he glanced at Xie Shiyi who was sitting quietly at the stern, and immediately changed the subject: "Oh, is your friend not in good health? Sitting in the canopy?"

When Yan Qing heard about Xie Shiyi, she immediately shut her mouth obediently and stopped asking.Seeing the young man in blue clothes turn around and leave, the uncle sweated silently, thinking that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and dares to say anything.

The oars dipped into the lake, causing ripples.

There are flying birds passing by in the sky, the floating light jumps into gold, and the clear water is like a mirror, illuminating the mountains.This boat is an ordinary fishing boat, the bow is just big enough for the two of them to sit and stand, Xie Shiyi's snow-colored robe is still as spotless as Du Qinghui even though it is beside the wet and rotten boat.

Yan Qing thought it was inconvenient to stand, so she also sat down with Xie Shiyi.He sat on the other side, looking in the same direction as Xie Shiyi.

The direction of the barrier city.

When they left Zhancheng, all kinds of boats passed by on the river, and the crowd was too crowded, so no one could see that this is the proud son of heaven who has been famous for a while.A hundred years in the blink of an eye, a dream.

Yan Qing raised the corners of her lips, stretched out her hand and waved in front of Xie Shiyi: "You can't be missing the past, are you?"

Xie Shiyi looked away from the heavy green hills, looked at Yan Qing, and said, "There is a formation outside the barrier city."

Yan Qing: "Huh?"

Xie Shiyi said, "I can't see clearly what's going on inside."

Even Xie Shiyi's spiritual sense couldn't detect it, Yan Qing frowned, and told him the conversation he had with the boatman just now: "I found out that people who have gone to Zhancheng over the years have never returned, especially Women. Previously, Yu Xin investigated that the city owner of the barrier city was lustful, so do you think the disappearance of those women has something to do with him."

Xie Shiyi repeated softly: "Are you lustful? Not all of them."

After hearing what he said, Yan Qing also nodded her head: "Indeed, it is not only women who have gone and never returned, but also women who have disappeared, young and old." The women who went to Zhancheng were not only young, but also young girls and old women. If everything is missing, you can't just point to lust.

Yan Qing muttered: "What do you think the Qin family regards the barrier city as a place?"

When Xie Shiyi heard his words, his tone was as light as snow, and his dark and cold eyes looked at the city in the perennial rain through the mountains and rivers, and said without a trace of ups and downs: "I think this may be the 480 days of the Qin family in the world. Temple."

480 Temple...

Yan Qing was taken aback.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Qing raised his head and said, "Then in your original plan, how would you deal with the barrier city?"

Xie Shiyi raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Why do you ask that?"

Based on his own understanding of Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing said: "You should block the barrier city directly. When necessary, it is not impossible to massacre the city."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qing laughed out loud, and he said: "Yaoyao, you are obviously not a person who cares about the world, why did you become the leader of the Immortal League in the first place." Yi's arrival was not for the so-called justice and fairness. Most of the time, he only needed an answer that he wanted.

Xie Shiyi didn't deny it, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Yan Qing, the leader of the Immortal League doesn't need to be concerned about the world. This identity is established for killing."

Yan Qing asked lightly, "If you kill too much, won't you lose yourself?" There are so many desires in this world, killing is the most likely to make people crazy, none of them.

Xie Shiyi smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said calmly: "Well, so he can't be a bad person, nor can he be a good person."

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment. In this era of being born as a demon, he couldn't use any previous concepts to define the concept of Xianmeng.Xie Shiyi's words are correct, the leader of the Immortal Alliance cannot be made by bad people, nor can he be made by good people.

Yan Qing smiled, feeling a little sad in her heart.

He was used to the bloody rule that the strong are respected in Demon Realm before, but after going to heaven, he still hopes that Xie Shiyi can stand in the place of radiance.

"Unfettered power, the shackles are actually heavier." Xie Shiyi said: "The essence of Xiaoyu Temple is a cage."

Yan Qing: "Then why did you agree in the first place?"

Xie Shiyi looked at him quietly, and wrote lightly: "Because I was very curious about Yan back then, very curious."

It said "Nightmare", but when the river wind blows, it sounds more like "you" when it falls into the ear.

The misunderstanding back then, in a sense, really completely changed the future choices of the two of them.

The boat was about to dock, and the peach blossoms on the shore fell into the water one after another, forming a bright pink band.

Yan Qing said softly: "When Yan completely disappears, there should be no need for the Xianmeng to exist."

Xie Shiyi paused, then slowly said: "Actually, I am not interested in Yan anymore, I am more interested in how to kill the demon god."

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud, and rolled her eyes: "Coincidentally, me too."

After dividing the 100 taels obtained from the owner of the oil-paper umbrella shop into ten taels to the boatman as a reward.Yan Qing jumped off from the bow of the boat and walked inside. From Linxian City to here, the sky had already started to darken slowly. When they passed through a forest and a small hill without using immortal skills, they came to the gate of the barrier city. I saw a completely different scene from before.

The gates of the barrier city are covered with trees, and the vegetation grows deeper in spring.

The city gate was overcast and cloudy, and there were heavy soldiers outside the city gate, with wide entry and strict exit.

He and Xie Shiyi didn't even need to register to enter the city gate, and the officers and soldiers didn't even look at them.

Yan Qing played with the longevity lock in his hand, looking for trouble for nothing.People ignored him, so he insisted on talking to them.

"Master Jun, I'm new here, can I ask you something?"

The guard gave him a cold look, seeing him as if he was about to die, and said nothing.

Yan Qing raised the longevity lock in his hand: "The young one was entrusted by someone to deliver the longevity lock to the Su family in the city. I don't know where the Su family is in the city. Knowing the direction will save you some detours."

When the guard heard that the Su family frowned so much that they could pick up flies in an instant, they said, "The Su family? Who are you looking for?"

Yan Qing: "Madam of the Su family."

The guard smiled as expected, and mocked extremely: "Sure enough, it's this woman again." But he obviously looked down on Yan Qing even more, saying: "The Su family is in the east of the city."

Yan Qing: "Alright, thank you, sir."

Since Xie Shiyi arrived in Zhancheng, he has watched everything about him from the sidelines, did not make a sound to stop him, and talked about it casually.

The streets of Zhancheng are still bustling, with towers everywhere, and various shops and restaurants along the street, but the changes visible to the naked eye are that there are no women and very few children in the city.The people who came and went were basically young people and old people. When they saw the two strangers, they cast strange glances one after another.

They were walking on the road, and someone ran out enthusiastically to ask where they were going.After Yan Qing reported the name of the Su family, the man's smile stopped instantly, and he muttered and cursed in the Zhancheng dialect as he walked: "I just said that this woman is unlucky, and I don't know what kind of evil Su Qu has fallen into. Wasted half my life to get her here from the city lord." He probably thought that Yan Qing and Xie Shiyi didn't understand, so he scolded and said, "There are fewer and fewer women coming here. It's getting sadder."

Back then, Xie Shiyi set fire to the five families in Zhancheng.All the magnificent buildings now are built later.Yan Qing looked at the eyes of the people in Zhancheng treating them like fat sheep to be slaughtered, and felt strangely unable to say anything.Do they know what kind of god of killing is being planned by them now?

Relying on the ability to talk nonsense to people and talk nonsense, Yan Qing made a lot of routines all the way.

The head of the Su family, Su Qu, is the most powerful general under the lord of the barrier city, and his current status here can be said to be below one person and above ten thousand people, like the sky.

Yan Qing went on to set the tone, and politely asked why there were so few women in the city.

Maybe they were coaxed to be happy by Yan Qing, and the person who led them also said bluntly: "Receive at home, sick, and can't come out."

Yan Qing: "Sick? Everyone gets sick together?" Yan Qing asked fearfully, "What kind of disease is it? Doesn't anyone go to the doctor to get medicine?"

When this person mentioned this matter, his face turned pale: "They are the ones who should take the medicine, we are the ones who should take the medicine."

Yan Qing: "?"

The man rolled his eyes, took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve, and smiled as if he saw a new business opportunity: "Have you got married yet?"

Yan Qing glanced at Xie Shiyi, smiled and said, "Not married yet, but have a fiancée."

The man said: "How is your fiancée? Spicy or not?"

Yan Qing clicked her tongue and said, "Not aggressive, my fiancée is not a proactive person."

Hearing the words, this person immediately made a wretched hey: "If she doesn't take the initiative, you have to take the initiative. Look at my medicine, how about selling it to you for ten taels of silver?"

Yan Qing looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, on which there were three words "Strengthening Yang Pill" clearly written on it.

"This is a must-have item for every family in Zhancheng! You can't even buy it outside."

Yan Qing: "..." He thought that when he came to Zhancheng, he would see all kinds of weird and sinister scenes, but now he came up and made a fool of him.