Slag Gong decides to show love all over the world [Quick Transmigration]

Wan Tusui closed his eyes and said, "When my face is healed, I have something to tell you."

Soon, he has learned a lot from his practice recently, and when he enters the Nascent Soul Stage, the wound on his face caused by the magic weapon will be healed.

When he cultivated enough and avenged his revenge, he and Lu Qiyuan would build another Liuxianmen to take in some homeless orphans, and if Lu Qiyuan wanted to, he could also take in some young demons.

Although he is an immortal cultivator, he has already seen through the hypocrisy of some decent families, and the good and evil that he once insisted on are all the more ridiculous.

But the people from Wanlingzong were caught off guard. Wan Tusui had obviously been careful, but there were many disciples in Wanlingzong, and he was still stained with traces of their elders' magical artifacts, so they still found the traces.

"The Liuxian sect colluded with the demon sect and harmed the heavens and justice. Now that the general situation is gone and we don't know how to repent, we are here to act for the heavens, clean up the sect for the decent, and protect the reputation of the decent sect for a hundred years... If you are old, you will be arrested without a fight?"

The eyes are full of chaos, the fire licks the broken walls, the wind is whirling, and the phantoms are intertwined.

Wan Tusui stood on the beam of the house, his eyes were white and cold, and the corners of his mouth became even more sarcastic when he heard that Liuxianmen was colluding with the Demon Sect.

His master's sect is just an ordinary small sect called Liuxian sect, but because the master got some opportunities in the secret realm, these juniors can enjoy some blessings, and because of the strict teaching of the master, their backgrounds are not very good , so he practiced hard, so that he could show his prominence a little among the younger generation in the world of cultivating immortals.

But I don't know why, it was just a little chance, but it was rumored that the master had obtained the treasure in the secret realm. Those who got this object would not only contaminate the disciples, but also be of great benefit to their own cultivation. More cultivation would make it easier for others.

Then things got out of hand, Liuxian Sect was rumored to be in collusion with the Demon Sect, someone saw the Demon Cultivator leave Liuxian Sect, Wan Lingzong, as the representative of the major sects, took the initiative to undertake the task of eliminating Liuxian Sect.

On the day of the suppression, there were 110 members of Liuxianmen, and most of them died under the sword of Wanlingzong. Only he escaped from the school with his master's last wish and fled among various places.

Wan Chengsui sneered, saying that he was in collusion with the demon cultivator, but as a member of Liuxianmen, he knew that where there was any demon cultivator, it was all a conspiracy created by the Wanling sect to kill people and seize treasures.

He looked down at the dozens of Wanlingzong disciples below, and it was a big deal.

It is estimated that he did not find the so-called supreme treasure in Liuxianmen, and he felt that it was with him, so he did not hesitate to use so many disciples and so many immortal cultivators.

Wan Tusui had already fought against them, and now he was leaning on the beam of the house to take a breath. The only good thing was that he had asked Lu Qiyuan to take the villagers to the back of the mountain to take refuge in advance. That cunning succubus must have been captured by them. The movement of the fight scares away.

He used rejoicing to cover up the regret in his heart, but unfortunately, his face was still ugly, and the impression he gave Lu Qiyuan could only be that of an ugly, miserable and down-and-out person.

Wan Tusui held his breath to suppress the turbulent spiritual power, and just as he thought about it, he saw a hidden weapon coming towards him. He turned to avoid it, and turned around to see that it was the elder of Wanlingzong who had been late.

The elder looked at Wan Tusui, who was not stabbed, and felt sorry. He didn't know where the treasure was hidden by this young man, and it cost him a lot of effort.

But now, he definitely couldn't escape, the elder sneered in his heart, but on his face he frowned coldly.

Wan Tusui felt a chill in his heart. If he had just had a glimmer of life just now, but as soon as this great elder in the early stage of transformation came, the battle would have become a dead end.

Wan Tusui clenched the magic weapon in his hand, and now he is going to die!

......

Some kind of force bounced him outside, Wan Chengsui spat out a mouthful of blood, and looking back not far away, Lu Qiyuan was among the group of immortal cultivators.

Wan Chengsui wondered, how could Lu Qiyuan come back?

Everything was going in a direction that Wan Tsui could not control. The other party seemed to be surrounded by a force that was isolated from the world, and he could only look in Lu Qiyuan's direction.

He saw the white waves flowing, the surrounding fields were vast, and the ruins of the fire turned into an ordinary appearance.

He saw the disciple of Wanling Sect fell to the ground in embarrassment. The elder seemed to use a magic weapon, and he was crushed into powder in the next second.

He saw his face shattering, his body turning into specks of starlight.

He screamed his name, the man smiled at him, the man watched him cry, the man shattered before his eyes...

Wan Tusui struggled to get up and rushed towards him, but his senses suddenly turned into a thick and high wall. He couldn't see anything, hear anything, touch anything, and there were clouds gathering above him, covering his head in large swaths. , thunder and lightning mixed with it, forming a huge magic circle, and there were bursts of mourning.

Lu Qiyuan originally just took these villagers to the back mountain to hide for a while according to Wan Tusui's instructions, but while waiting, he found that the light on the souls of these villagers was getting darker and darker, and his favorite soul was getting stronger and stronger. weaker.

He resettled the villagers, followed the sound back, and saw dilapidated houses, raging flames, and Wan Tusui surrounded in the center.

Wan Tusui's light is weak, but the souls around him are very bright, but Lu Qiyuan has seen many such souls in the chaos, and he has discovered before that the brighter some souls are, the darker others will be , the small world as a whole will become increasingly dimmer, and eventually even go out.

Then the small world would no longer exist.

So Lu Qiyuan didn't like this kind of soul either.

He looked at the dozens of souls that were getting brighter and brighter, as if they were devouring the light of other innocent souls.Lu Qiyuan refrained from checking Wan Tusui's thoughts, and convinced himself that, as the God of Chaos, he should nip this danger in its infancy.

Lu Qiyuan sent Wan Tusui out of the crowd, and flew over. The powerful suppression made the people of Wanlingzong unable to move.

But he overestimated the small world's tolerance for him, he just used a little more mental power, and the small world's sense of rejection suddenly became stronger.

Lu Qiyuan heard someone calling his name loudly, it was Wan Tsui, and he saw his light suddenly lit up like fireworks, bright and beautiful...

He finally saw what he had been looking forward to for a long time, and it was indeed more beautiful than his other souls, and more charming than what he saw outside the world, but he suddenly noticed something that touched his emotions even more than this. tears.

This made him unhappy, instead he had a strange emotion, as if the small worlds that fell on his shoulders and hair tails were all extinguished, which made him feel distressed.

What made him even more unhappy was that the small world squeezed him out.

Lu Qiyuan wanted to go in several times later, but because the small world as a whole was already on guard against him, he was very repelled from entering.

Logically speaking, with his idle nature, he would have given up if he couldn't get in, but when Lu Qiyuan thought of the appearance of Wan Chengsui, he always felt that he had to go in.

He didn't dare to go in forcefully, he was afraid that the small world would collapse, and he was even more afraid that the soul in the small world would dissipate.

Maybe his power is not strong enough, if he has strong power, maybe there is a way.

So Lu Qiyuan started to build the space-time bureau.

He hired all kinds of intelligent souls and sent them to the small world to maintain the balance of the small world, so as to obtain powerful and abundant power from it.

But that small world has always resisted his entry. The consciousness of the small world is relatively simple, and it probably feels that he has extinguished a few soul rays, so he is judged as a harmful element of the small world.

Lu Qiyuan was in charge of a group of subordinates in the Space-Time Bureau. Tens of thousands of years were like a flick of a finger, but these hundreds of years made him feel bored.

The time flow of Chaos and the small world is not equal. He has been in the space-time bureau for hundreds of years, but it has been thousands of years in the small world.

Although he couldn't get in by himself, he intentionally injected some of his own spiritual power, thinking that it could help Wan Chengsui practice.

In that world, Wan Tusui escaped from the arrest of Wan Lingzong, practiced crazily, and avenged Wan Lingzong to become No. 1 in the Mahayana period.

He practiced so fast that people at that time thought that Wan Chengsui would soon ascend to immortality, and there were countless people who wanted to cling to him, but he just devoted himself to cultivation. Because it never moved again.

Until a long, long time later, when people felt that he would not take any further actions, Wan Tusui passed the immortal calamity, but he didn't know which step went wrong, and he didn't ascend.Instead, he took the opportunity to escape from the small world.

Before Lu Qiyuan had time to happily meet Wan Tusui, he was reported by his subordinates, saying that there was a soul from a small world who left the world and established a time-traveling department in a corner of chaos.

Since then, there has been a new organization in the chaos - the Department of Crossing, and the head of the department is Wan Qisui.

If the purpose of the Space-Time Bureau is to maintain the stability and prosperity of the small world in order to nourish power, then the task of the Travel Department is to exchange merit with the people of the small world by fulfilling the strong wishes of some people in the small world. Independent, but in reality often overlap.

After all, everyone's wishes are different, and some people's wishes may cause some interference to the stability of the small world, so there are often frictions between the people of the Space-Time Bureau and the people of the Travel Division.

As the director of the Space-Time Bureau, Lu Qiyuan naturally couldn't just sit idly by, so he went to negotiate with the head of the Travel Department.

On the surface it was a negotiation. In fact, Lu Qiyuan couldn't bear to find Xiao Sui long ago. In the name of negotiating, he wanted to go to Wan Tusui to continue his relationship, but he was dumbfounded when he saw Xiao Sui.

He is so big, a super cute and shy little boy, how did he become so cold and ignore him? ? ?

If he hadn't recognized Xiao Sui's soul, he wouldn't have believed it. After thinking about it, Lu Qiyuan suddenly discovered a truth: it has been a long time from the small world to chaos, and there are still many changes. If it's not long enough, he may be forgotten by the age of ten thousand.

Thinking of this possibility, Lu Qiyuan couldn't even continue the negotiation. He and Wan Tusui had a quick chat, and then went back to the Space-Time Bureau to heal his wounds.

Feeling sad, the director went back and was seen by his subordinates. Somehow, rumors spread: the omnipotent director and the head of the cross-travel department were stingy when negotiating. The two sides are at odds!

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