Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

When Chen Yuan woke up again, the sky had turned from white to black and then to white again.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a black square plate with a layer of orange peels in the space in front of his feet.

For this picture, he has no impression at all.

At this time, there was a slight knock outside the door.

Chen Yuan listened intently for a while——

"Master," said Wei Hefeng, "this Chen Yuan hasn't come out yet, shouldn't we go in and find out?"

"Idiot, you will die if you want to."

Wei Hefeng paused, and then said: "Sect Master, it's a bit strange to say. Yesterday, my subordinates sent Chen Yuan back, and his every move is no different from ordinary people. It seems that he has no cultivation base, and his body is full of flaws."

Ning Shenrong snorted coldly: "The avenue ranges from the simple to the complex, how can you understand the difference between your spiritual cultivation?"

"What the sect master teaches..." Wei Hefeng said in a muffled voice, "However, it is rumored that Chen Yuan is only in the mid-stage of distraction, and it is only a one-night effort to become a demon. It’s beyond comprehension.”

Ning Shenrong said: "Have you not seen through it yet, the origin of this Chen Yuan must be very important."

"Please enlighten me, Sect Master."

"Based on my cultivation base, there are less than one person in the world who can fight me, and they are all those old men from the sect, but even if these people fight together, it may not make me lose so easily. Not to mention that Chen Yuan was seriously injured and unprepared for being caught by the secret method of Confused Heart. Confused in his body, he should have listened to my orders, but his cultivation level has skyrocketed, and he is not affected by the secret method at all. This is too strange," said At this point, Ning Shenrong paused for a while before continuing, "So, I searched through the classics in the door last night, and finally found a case, which is very consistent with what happened yesterday."

Wei Hefeng immediately realized that this case might have something to do with Chen Yuan's background.

Sure enough, Ning Shenrong immediately said: "This Chen Yuan is very likely to be a mortal body incarnated by a reincarnated golden fairy who came to the world to practice."

Wei Hefeng: "..."

He really couldn't believe it, but he heard this sentence from Ning Shenrong, and he didn't dare to question it, he just echoed: "There is such a thing..."

After that, the two chatted a few more words, but Chen Yuan didn't listen carefully.

Before waking up, he only remembered that Ning Shenrong had used some kind of secret method to make him confused, but at this moment, listening to the tone of the conversation between the two outside the door, it was clear that he was deeply afraid of him.

No one needs to be reminded this time.

He should have forgotten what happened yesterday.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan first checked his internal breath with a trick, and found that the spiritual power in the dantian was sufficient, and the thick black magic energy like water mist was only quietly swimming in the meridians of his body.

The two no longer conflict, but seem to be very harmonious.

This must have something to do with what happened yesterday.

The voice outside the door has not stopped.

Chen Yuan raised his sleeve and waved lightly, and the door opened at any time.

Ning Shenrong and Wei Hefeng looked at each other outside the door, and walked in one after the other.

Ning Shenrong spoke first: "How do you feel, little friend? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Chen Yuan got up from the futon, "No problem."

Just looking at the surface, Ning Shenrong couldn't see what Chen Yuan was thinking, and he couldn't hear any ups and downs in Chen Yuan's tone. He couldn't help frowning for a moment, and then said: "Today I came here specially to disturb my little friend yesterday. "Unable to guess Chen Yuan's attitude, and then thinking about the scene of being trampled on like ants yesterday, he changed his mind slightly, "I will try my best to help my little friend find out the cause of Yuan Hong's death. , you can let your little friend order you."

"Red Feather Hall?" Wei Hefeng opened his eyes wide, "Master, there are thousands of disciples in Red Feather Hall, all of whom are elites in the sect—"

In Ning Shenrong's eyes, he gradually shut up, "The sect master is wise."

Ning Shenrong turned back to Chen Yuan, "What do you think, little friend?"

Chen Yuan was also a little surprised.

In the script, although the original master also served as the hall master, he disturbed the sect to the death for Ning Shenrong, and his disciples were only a few hundred, which is not considered glorious.

He has no reason to refuse this proposal, "That's fine."

However, he knew exactly the cause of Chu Yuanhong's death, and it was Chu Jianglou's job to find out.

As for these thousands of disciples of the Wuji Mansion, they are idle.

After Chen Yuan led dozens of disciples down the mountain, Wei Hefeng, who had been under surveillance for a long time, hurried to the meeting hall to report, "Master, aren't you afraid that Chen Yuan will find out some clues?"

"It doesn't matter, I only let you know about this matter, and even if we find clues, there are so many demon cultivators in the world, how can he blame me?" Ning Shenrong took a deep look at him, and said, "Since he went down the mountain , why don't you stare at it."

"Sect Master, don't worry, the subordinates have sent people to sneak in..."

At the same time, Chen Yuan was picking out a person from the team.

The selected disciple felt uneasy, and walked forward slowly, "Master?"

Chen Yuan swung back to the left and right, only looking at him, his lacquered eyes seemed to see through people's hearts, making the latter even more flustered, wondering if something went wrong, what Chen Yuan saw.

He was about to speak out again when Chen Yuan suddenly raised his hand to make a tactic.

This method is complicated and unpredictable, just looking at it makes people dazzled, the disciple's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to back away, but only then did he realize that his feet had been fixed in place by Chen Yuan's spiritual power.

The next moment, he intuitively felt that the Lingtai was in chaos, as if falling into the clouds——

Chen Yuan stepped forward after he slowly closed his eyes, and pointed between his brows.

The disciple opened his eyes in a daze.

In Chen Yuan's thought, he said: "Guardian Zuo sent me to monitor the hall master, and he ordered me to report any abnormalities to the sect master."

Chen Yuan nodded and said, "Go down."

The disciple woke up as if from a dream.

Seeing Chen Yuan, he felt flustered again. Before Chen Yuan could speak again, he quickly turned around and returned to the team.

After dealing with the last person, Chen Yuan swept across an orange grove at the foot of the mountain, looked at the village that was emitting smoke, and with his long sleeves rolled up behind him, led everyone to fly away with their swords.

Seeing streamers of light falling from the sky, the villagers couldn't help showing despair, "Run, everyone, the people from Wuji Mansion are here again!"

Chen Yuan flashed to him, "Wait."

The villagers staggered and fell to the ground, "Don't kill me!"

Chen Yuan raised his eyes and looked to one side, "Tell me, who planted those fruit trees?"

"Fruit tree?" The villager was stunned for a moment, and he quickly said, "No one planted it. If the immortal likes it, just take it all!"

Chen Yuan was noncommittal.

He glanced around in a blink of an eye.

The houses in the village are obviously being refurbished, all kinds of stones are piled up all over the ground, and the villagers are sweating profusely, looking very hard.

Chen Yuan said lightly: "Let them help you build a house, and you find someone to pick two catties of fresh oranges for me."

The villagers were stunned again, "Help us build a house?" He looked at the people behind Chen Yuan, and saw that they were indeed wearing Wuji Mansion's disciple clothes, and waved his hands in fright, "I beg the immortal to spare my life, how dare the untouchables let the immortal do such a thing?" Rough work!"

Seeing this, Chen Yuan raised his finger and swayed slightly.

Behind him, the disciples who were in a dream suddenly flew up and down on the streamer.

No matter how hard the granite is, it is as fragile as tofu under the spirit sword, and no matter how difficult it is to climb, it is like walking on flat ground in the eyes of the cultivator.

The villagers were simply stunned.

Chen Yuan said again: "Go pick oranges."

His voice made the villagers react.

Seeing that he really did what he said, the villagers plucked up their courage and said in a low voice: "It's not that the untouchables don't want to pick fruits, it's because the wild boars on the mountain are so powerful that we can't go up at all..."

With a thought in Chen Yuan's mind, the two disciples came back stepping on their swords.

"They go with you."

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief, cupped their fists nonchalantly and said, "Thank you, Immortal!"

After he led people up the mountain, Chen Yuan sat cross-legged on the sword and stopped in mid-air, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

Using the mind-confusing secret method on dozens of people in a short period of time consumes too much spiritual power and is also a burden to him. Fortunately, no one disturbs here and there is enough time to recuperate.

When he opened his eyes again, the morning glow in the sky had turned into the afterglow of the setting sun.

The originally messy village has also taken on a new look, and even the streets and alleys are clean.

Akabane Hall disciples repaired the last house just in time.

Seeing him wake up, the villagers holding oranges rushed forward, "Immortal, the fruit you want."

On the other side, the two disciples who were in charge of guarding him to pick up the mountain stood in place, with five or six wild boars lying under their feet. The blood of the pigs covered the two of them, but their faces were dull, and they did not use the formula to clean them up.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze, and casually put the oranges into the Qiankun bag.

The villagers watched him display his magical powers, couldn't help but exchanged glances with the people behind him, and finally gritted their teeth and said, "Immortal, the untouchables have one more request."

"what's up?"

The villagers knelt down and cried bitterly: "I beg the gods to save the son of the pariah!"

Chen Yuan frowned slightly.

Originally he went down the mountain just to try Ning Shenrong's mind-confusing secret technique, but he came here by accident, now that it's getting late, Wei Hefeng might be suspicious again.

"I beg the immortal, my son is really on the verge of dying..."

Chen Yuan raised his eyes following the sound, and saw a woman kneeling down with her child in her arms. The child in her arms was flushed, his eyes were closed, his breath was weak, his limbs were weak, and he was indeed very sick.

The person has been sent to the front, Chen Yuan did not hesitate.

He raised his hand and waved slightly, letting the child lie horizontally in mid-air, and then pointed to his chest between the eyebrows, channeling spiritual power to draw out the black energy in his body.

As the black air dissipated, the child's complexion improved visible to the naked eye.

The villagers and the woman looked at each other, and they couldn't be more excited, "Thank you, the immortal, but the immortal is actually a Bodhisattva who came down to earth! The ordinary people have no eyes, and the Bodhisattva is no wonder!"

Behind them, many villagers came after hearing the sound.

Chen Yuan frowned for a moment, and signaled to the disheartened disciples to help the villagers solve their problems.

After half an hour, Chen Yuan led the crowd to stand up.

Under the stream of light, the villagers showed gratitude.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan's heart moved, he raised his hand, and saw a golden glow slowly sinking into his palm.

He looked down at his feet.

Even the shadows of the people in the village can't be seen clearly, but there seems to be a golden light flashing past.

Chen Yuan's five fingers slowly retracted, and his sleeves were rolled up behind him.

The Moxuan sword under his feet suddenly accelerated according to his master's will.

Back in front of the Red Feather Hall, Chen Yuan made a slight move in his art, and dozens of disciples behind him came to their senses.

"came back?"

"What did we just do?"

"Why do you still have sand on your body?"

Chen Yuan only left one sentence: "You did what you most wanted to do just now."

"What do you want to do most?"

"Wait, you still have blood on your body!"

"I remembered, just now the hall master took us to kill people!"

"That's right, no wonder I'm sore all over, I forgot that I killed so many people just now, the hall master is really powerful!"

"..."

Hearing the news, Wei Hefeng looked confused, "Have you killed people? Why did Chen Yuan take you to kill people?"

"Guardian Zuo, this matter is absolutely true, how dare a subordinate lie."

Wei Hefeng came to the meeting hall full of doubts, when he heard Ning Shenrong talking.

"You have mind power?"

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, "Mind power?"

Ning Shenrong turned around and took two steps, "Only when you are worshiped and loved by mortals, you will have this power of thought. You are not an emperor in the world, and you have not practiced the Bodhisattva way. Why do you have power of thought?"

Wei Hefeng's eyelids twitched, "Could it be that Senior Brother Chen is really that—"

Ning Shenrong suddenly turned around, "Shut up!"

He was startled, angry and frightened, if Chen Yuan really was the reincarnation of the Golden Immortal, wouldn't it be a great crime for him to kill Master Chen Yuan, how dare he hope for the great way in this life.

Chen Yuan didn't care about the difference between the two.

The mind power that can make Ning Shenrong care so much must not be ordinary. As for why he has mind power, it must be related to what he did today.

His current cultivation level is not fit enough, and it is still difficult to take revenge on behalf of the original owner. Since the power of mind is useful, thousands of disciples of Chiyu Hall can do good deeds together, and the effect should be good.

Wei Hefeng saw Chen Yuan turn around and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Chen, where are you going?"

"Go back to Chiyu Hall." Chen Yuan didn't turn his head, "Take the disciples out for a walk."

Hearing this, Ning Shenrong frowned. He watched Chen Yuan's back disappear into the hall, and turned to look at Wei Hefeng, "What does he mean by that?"

Wei Hefeng was also puzzled, "The disciple reported that Chen Yuan took them out to kill people today, and when he came back, he was covered in blood. It can be seen that this person is extremely cruel, and he is not like a member of the sect."

"Murder?" Ning Shenrong also couldn't figure it out, "Forget it, Jin Xian is reincarnated, what he did is definitely not something ordinary people like me can see through, let him go."

Wei Hefeng had no choice but to back down.

But when he saw Chen Yuan leading his disciples to kill people, he didn't change his face when he came back. He couldn't believe the reincarnation of Jinxian. Comprehension world.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately caused an uproar from all sects.

Within half a day after that, the news that Chen Yuan became a bloodthirsty monster reached the ears of Chu Jianglou.

"Sect Master Chu, this person has become a demon after becoming a demon. If he disregards human life like this, everyone can get it and punish him!"

"Everyone gets it and kills it?"

Chu Jianglou turned around, his black eyes were like cold stars, his face was cold but sharp, "I have never seen it with my own eyes, so I wouldn't believe it."