So I'm the villain [Transmigration Book]

The Jiange was built in the snow-capped mountains, firstly because it has abundant spiritual energy, and secondly because the cold tempered the will of the disciples.In order to resist the cold, the disciples use spiritual power to defend the body at all times, which is also a way of cultivation.

Only Yidian is an exception.The first hall is far away from the other halls, and it is the residence of the pavilion master. Few people come to it, so few people know that there is a hot spring in the backyard of the first hall, so the inside of the hall is warm and pleasant, and the seasons are like spring.

Few people know this, because the previous Yidian was not like this.In fact, this spring was dug out by Mo Zhiyun himself after Qin Yue succeeded as the pavilion master.

Qin Yue said at the time: "It doesn't have to be like this. Little Binghan can't do anything to me."

"That won't work." Mo Zhiyun continued to poke the ice under his feet with a shovel, "It's really embarrassing to trick you into this corner of the mountain to be the master of Laoshizi Pavilion..."

He said with a sigh: "Jiange doesn't matter what you want. There is no food, no clothes, no play, it is really the most boring place in the world. The owner of the pavilion is also the most difficult job in the world, I really have enough—— —Hey, now it's your turn!"

"It's boring because it's always the same." Qin Yue said, "Don't worry, I won't be bored."

Mo Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat: "What are you going to do? - In fact, you can do whatever you want, just don't demolish the house. This stone house looks solid, but in fact it is easy to collapse if you move it, don't ask me how I know .”

"It's not moving the house." Qin Yue said, "I want to reform."

Mo Zhiyun was taken aback again: "What is reform?"

"That's...well, expand enrollment, revise textbooks, and implement a new teaching system, that's it." Qin Yue said, "Of course the most important thing is to test my new ideas about cultivation. This is called academic innovation."

Mo Zhiyun was stunned: "Although I don't understand, it seems very powerful." He glanced at Qin Yue again, "I've never heard you mention these strange words before, who taught you?"

Qin Yue gathered the snow-white cloak around his body, smiled and said nothing.

Time hardly leaves traces on the body of immortal cultivators, and youth is the best beauty, so if you look around, the entire immortal cultivator world is full of handsome beauties, walking in the secular world, they are particularly eye-catching.

But because of the different methods of cultivation, there are not small differences among cultivators.For example, Jiange disciples who practice kendo are mostly sharp and flamboyant, Shenwei disciples who practice talismans are gentle and respectful, and the powerful Taoism has reached the state of perfection, and their behavior is even more distinctive.Looking at Mo Zhiyun, who is unkempt, nagging, and obsessed with gossip and marriage, or the staid and strict Shenwei Daoist Qingxu, the paranoid and powerful former suzerain Qinghe, and the gentle and considerate Xianzun Qingyu, one can probably understand their cultivation. What does the Tao look like.

As for another powerful Daoist Qin, it was rumored in the world that he was born noble, and he was a young man, so his character and swordsmanship were rebellious, aggressive, and never bowed his head.

This character is quite popular with the majority of rebellious teenagers and girls. Whenever their parents teach them to be young and frivolous, they will say: "Qin Taoist is also like this!"

The parents had nothing to say, and the teenagers became more and more supportive of Daoist Qin, especially the children of rich families. They followed his example and left home to pursue kendo, which became a fashion trend for a while.

The parents dare not speak out, but fortunately, it is very easy to find the child who ran away from home - just stay in Tianshui Town at the foot of Jiange.

All in all, it is an indisputable fact that Daoist Qin is already a popular idol and famous all over the world, no matter whether he is forced by politics/correctness/correctness, sincere admiration, or blindly following the trend.

But no one knew that the Daoist Qin who they fantasized about was now wearing a thick cloak all year round, staying by the hot springs to warm up, not to mention going to heaven and earth, and he hadn't even stepped out of the palace gate for a long time.

He is not the ostentatious appearance that the teenagers imagined—in fact, the proud legendary swordsman that the teenagers imagined is actually themselves.

As for Daoist Qin, although his face remained the same, he was no longer young after all.

He tied his long hair with a jade hairpin, and poured himself a cup of hot tea. Seeing Mo Zhiyun's bewildered expression, he couldn't help laughing.

Mo Zhiyun squinted at him: "So who taught you these weird words? Reform, hmph..."

He pinched his fingers and stared at Qin Yue gossipingly: "Hey...it can't be Shen Yi?"

Qin Yue didn't answer, but said: "I said, Mo Lao, you have calculated so many hexagrams, what exactly did you calculate?"

"That's too much. I know who is married to whom and when I can have children." Mo Zhiyun smiled, "So did Shen Yi teach you? I haven't seen him for many years , Didn’t it mean that he has been staying in Donghuang Daoteng’s magic hall? You didn’t go out, how did you two meet?”

Qin Yue looked calm: "Secret."

Mo Zhiyun was taken aback: "No way, you two really have a tryst! Impossible, I'm sure you didn't go out, did Shen Yi come to Jiange?"

He looked around as he spoke, his eyes were like searchlights.Qin Yue said helplessly: "Don't look at it, he's not here." At least not now.

Mo Zhiyun continued to look at Qin Yue full of curiosity, Qin Yue thought for a while: "But Shen Xiaoxiao is here." He smiled as he spoke.

Before Mo Zhiyun had time to react, the next moment, the door of the palace was kicked open, and a red figure rushed in with the cold wind.

The chief of Jiange followed her expressionlessly, seeing the former and current pavilion masters in the hall, he paused: "Master Mo, I can't stop her..."

"It's okay." Qin Yue didn't look at Shen Xiaoxiao, but made a gesture to the chief, "You step back, don't spread today's matter outside."

"Yes." The chief nodded, "I will definitely not tell anyone that the Taoist daughter has come to Jiange!"

Qin Yue: ...

The chief went out with a solemn expression, and closed the door by the way.Qin Yue looked away speechlessly, but saw Shen Xiaoxiao staring at him without blinking, with a murderous look on his expression.

Mo Zhiyun said kindly: "Hey, good disciple, you are here!"

Shen Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Damn old man! Who is your grandson!"

"Qin Yue is my apprentice, aren't you my grandson?" Mo Zhiyun looked at her kindly, "Come on, sit down quickly, good disciple, why are you here? Is your mother okay? When will you call him?" Come to Jiange for a cup of tea, to connect with each other?"

"Then let you encircle and suppress my mother?" Shen Xiaoxiao obviously didn't appreciate it, and even sneered slightly, "Isn't your Jiange thinking about destroying the Langshan Palace? You don't come here with real knives and guns, and pour dirt on us all day long Water... What kind of demonic energy riot in Yongcheng, it's just nonsense! Hateful!"

Langshan Palace is also the name of the palace where Moxiu lived in Donghuang. Moxiu didn't want to use the prejudiced vocabulary of "Moxiu" to call himself, so he called himself Langshan Palace.

"You have misunderstood this, our Jiange never makes up rumors, this is all done by Shenwei Sect." Mo Zhiyun heard the words, earnestly said.

"I arrested and interrogated a monk of the Shenwei Sect, and he said it was a rumor spread by your Jiange!" Shen Xiaoxiao was indignant.

"The conscience of heaven and earth! It's definitely not us!" Mo Zhiyun swore to the sky, "Jiange and Langshan Palace are related by marriage!"

Shen smiled and said: "Then do you dare to make it public?!"

Mo Zhiyun was suffocated, and couldn't help but look at Qin Yue, who then said, "It's not yet time."

Shen Xiaoxiao snorted heavily: "Hypocrisy, perfunctory!"

Qin Yue was silent for a moment, and said to Mo Zhiyun: "Mo Lao, our father and daughter have not seen each other for a long time, and we have a lot to say, why don't you take a break?"

Mo Zhiyun seemed reluctant, so Qin Yue had no choice but to say again: "People from the aristocratic family of the imperial capital should also arrive today. It is said in the document that it is to celebrate Jiange's recruitment of disciples, but in fact it is probably for the matter of Yongcheng. I think I'm afraid the chief will not be able to suppress the people in the imperial capital, so I still want to invite Mr. Mo to come forward and let them see how powerful Jiange is."

Mo Zhiyun's face collapsed: "I'm not the pavilion master anymore, why do I still have to do these things?"

"If it's possible, I naturally want to go in person." Qin Yue said, "It's a pity that I don't have the strength to do so."

As he spoke, he coughed a few times deliberately weakly, but Mo Zhiyun finally compromised after seeing him.

"Forget it, I'm just a worrying life." Mo Zhiyun clicked his tongue, got up slowly and left, his figure disappeared in the snow.

Suddenly only Qin Yue and Shen Xiaoxiao were left in the hall, Qin Yue said: "Sit down, what do you want to drink?"

Shen Xiaoxiao walked across to him without saying a word and sat down, turning her face to her side and ignoring him.

Qin Yue was not angry either, and explained in a deep voice: "The rumors of Yongcheng really have nothing to do with Jiange. In recent years, Jiange has been in harmony with Langshan Palace, and you know that. How could Jiange secretly frame Langshan Palace? What? As for whether Shenweizong did it, it remains to be investigated."

Shen Xiaoxiao just said: "Huh!"

"Everything I said is the truth." Qin Yue said helplessly, "Jiange has never said anything bad about Langshan Palace, it's just that Demon Cultivator has a good reputation, and people all over the world take it for granted that they are biased."

Shen Xiaoxiao then turned to look at him: "So you dare not make it public?"

"What?" Qin Yue was taken aback for a moment before realizing that she was referring to disclosing her relationship with Shen Yi, and said, "Well, the time has not come yet."

Shen Xiaoxiao became even more angry: "Hypocrisy! Perfunctory!"

Qin Yue just laughed, then suddenly coughed again, closed his eyes and leaned back on the soft chair, and didn't speak for a long while.

Shen Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and threw him a sachet: "Here, mother wants the medicine I brought you!"

Qin Yue reached out to take it, and brushed his fingers over the delicate embroidery on the sachet, his expression changed: "Thank you."

"You tell mother yourself," Shen Xiaoxiao said displeasedly, "If you want me to pass things on, you have to pass on your words. I'm not a carrier pigeon."

"Okay, I'll tell him myself." Qin Yue said with a smile, "What about you, do you want to play in Jiange for a few days?"

"What's the fun, there's nothing, and it's so cold to death." Shen Xiaoxiao muttered, "There are so many comfortable places in the world, why do you want to live in this kind of place? Do you think your health is too good? "

For example, Donghuang, with sunny beaches and delicious seafood, is not much better than this ghostly place!

"I am the owner of the Jiange Pavilion, so I naturally want to stay in the Jiange, not to mention that I still have a lot of things to do in the Jiange." Qin Yue thought for a while, "But since you said so, I will take you down the mountain to play some other day .”

"Who wants to go down the mountain with you to play!" Shen Xiaoxiao snorted.

Qin Yue seemed to have never heard of it, and continued: "Where do you want to go? Is it the imperial capital, or Jiangnan?"

Shen Xiaoxiao paused: "I want to go to Yongcheng!"

"Yongcheng, it's a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, full of famous places." Qin Yue thought for a moment, "It's just that if you go to Yongcheng now, you have to be more careful."

Shen Xiaoxiao pricked up his ears: "What happened to Yongcheng?"

Qin Yue simply said: "Yongcheng——it's a bit chaotic."

Yongcheng is located in the east of the Central Plains, and it can be regarded as a frontier town for the Sheng Dynasty.Going further east from Yongcheng, it is the territory of Donghuang.

There are many architectural monuments in this town, and there is a beautiful lake in the center of the city. It reveals elegance from the bottom of its bones. Many scholars come to visit it from far away, so Yongcheng is also called "Wencheng".

Scholar is nothing at all, but when disaster strikes, scholar seems useless.At this time, the reinforcements have not yet arrived, and looking around, most of the buildings on the street have collapsed, and the lake water that has broken the embankment is spreading on the stone road. , everything is messed up.

What is the disaster you ask?In fact, no one can tell.The more consistent theory is that there was an earthquake, but several monks in the city said that they felt the fluctuation of the devil energy, so whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, there was no conclusion for a while-even the god Zun Qingyu who helped him couldn't say. clear.

Wearing a light gray coarse cloth robe, his long hair tied up with a cloth towel, he sat in the official office, thinking slightly.

His eyebrows are gentle, his spiritual power is not obvious, he looks like a brother next door in the countryside.If it hadn't been for him flying out at the moment when the earth shook and the lake burst its embankment, the city lord would never have thought that there was a powerful man living in seclusion in the city, and he lived there for three years.

At this time, the city lord carefully served him tea, Qingyu came back to his senses, and smiled at him: "Thank you."

The city lord was flattered, and heard Qingyu ask: "When will the reinforcements from the imperial capital come? The people in the city alone can't clean up the mess."

The city lord said: "I received the letter from the imperial capital three days ago, but the road is bumpy and difficult. No one can say when I will arrive."

The rough and difficult road is not only because of the steep road, but also because of bandits, local rebels and sporadic magicians along the way.The imperial capital has lost control over 29 cities for a long time, and the rise of local forces is inevitable.If it wasn't for the existence of the common enemy Moxiu, they would have killed each other long ago.

The Jiange guy didn't take action against the demon cultivators for a long time, and let them develop and grow. Presumably it was because of this reason?The city lord thought to himself, he is already the regent, does he really want to rule the world, and then eliminate the demon cultivator, so that he can ascend the throne logically?

Isn't this the way of Sheng Yuan, the founding emperor of the Sheng Dynasty!

But this is just speculation.In fact, Taoist Lord Qin of the Jiange has not shown himself for a long time. After the Battle of the Eastern Desolation, he began to live in seclusion in the Jiange quietly, and all kinds of legends about him remained in the rivers and lakes.

——But this time Yongcheng had an accident, even if Daoist Qin didn't come forward in person, he should still make a statement, right?The mayor thought depressingly.

Qingyu didn't pay attention to what he was thinking, just stood up lightly: "I'll go out and have a look."

The city lord came back to his senses: "Immortal Venerable!"

"Hush." ​​Qingyu blinked at him, "Don't send anyone to follow, and don't make any noise, I'll just walk around."

The city owner had no choice but to agree, and watched him drift away.

Qingyu walked on the street, looking around all the way, letting the spreading lake water wet the soles of her shoes.

He has lived here for three years, and of course he knows that there are indeed many demon cultivators in Yongcheng—this is normal, after all, Yongcheng and Donghuang are very close.But is the change in Yongcheng this time caused by the demon cultivator?Or is it just a simple earthquake?

That day, he did feel the fluctuation of the devil energy, but he also felt the weak spiritual power, it looked like a demon cultivator was fighting with the monk.

So is it actually the earthquake caused by the fight between the demon cultivator and the monk?Qingyu is not sure.The only thing he was sure of was that there was indeed a demon cultivator who made a move that day.

As long as you find this magic cultivator, you will know the truth of the matter, Qingyu thought.

But this demon cultivator was very cunning, after that day, Qingyu couldn't find his trace again.

He walked on the street in some distress, until a deep voice came from behind: "Young master, please stay!"

Qingyu looked back, only to see a blue-clothed young man holding an ink-painted folding fan, looking at him apologetically.

Seeing him turn around, the young man in blue strode forward, cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me, how can I get to Tofu Street?"

Qingyu blinked, but did not answer.

The young man in blue had a slight smile on his deep brows, and said politely: "I'm going to visit a friend in Yongcheng under the blue wind, who would have encountered such a disaster, it can be seen that it is really unpredictable."

Qingyu looked at him for a while, but didn't speak.

"Master?" Lan Feng coughed lightly, "I know I'm pretty, but you don't have to look at me for so long, sir."

Qingyu was silent for a moment: "Your friend lives in Tofu Street?"

"Exactly." Lan Feng nodded, "Does your master know how to get there? Will you show me the way?"

"Ming Lu can't point it out anymore," Qingyu said, "but I can give you a ride."

Lan Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "That would be even better."

Qingyu took a closer look at him again, but Lan Feng's expression remained unchanged, with a polite smile still on his face.

In the end, Qingyu withdrew her gaze and said with a flick of her sleeves, "Come with me."

He turned around and stepped on the water, and Lan Feng was about to stride to follow behind him, but was accidentally bumped by the oncoming old man.

Lan Feng reached out to support the old man, apologized politely, and then walked away.

As he walked, he glanced calmly at the note handed by the old man in his hand, which read:

"The reinforcements from the imperial capital will arrive tomorrow, and the leader is not the general."

In the prosperous dynasty that existed in name only, there was only one person with the rank of general, and that was Pei Yuanzhi, the Patriarch of the Pei family.

In the entire imperial capital, apart from him and Qin Yue who was far away in the Jiange, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Lan Feng casually crushed the note into powder, and chased after Qingyu as if nothing had happened.