I'm clearly a villain [Quick Transmigration]

Qi Mo was slightly taken aback, and quickly took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and embraced the man in his arms.

Ningbu fell into his arms, without the slightest intention of struggling, instead, he rubbed himself in and reached for the gourd that fell to the ground.

Qi Mo put him under the tree, picked up the gourd and handed it to him.

Ning Buliu hugged the gourd, and hiccupped, he hummed aggrievedly, not knowing what he was talking about.

Qi Mo had been patiently waiting for him to say a few more words, but after waiting, he saw that Ning Buliu's breathing had slowed down, his mouth was pouting, and he was actually asleep.

This scene is really lovely.

Qi Mo couldn't laugh or cry, this person couldn't sleep here all the time, without any hesitation, he picked him up again and went back to Qingjing Temple.

Seeing him coming back, the leading uncle of Qingjing Temple still held someone in his arms, so he didn't say much, just glanced at him, and concentrated on meditating again.

Qi Mo took out a replacement piece of clothing from the storage bag, laid it flat on the ground, and put Ning Buliu on it.

He also set up a magic circle around him to form a hidden formation. He sat beside Ning Buliu, took out a volume of Buddhist scriptures, and read it slowly.

The sky quickly darkened and plunged into darkness.

Ning Buliu's sleeping posture, which was put upright by Qi Mo, also changed. He hugged the gourd with both hands, curled up tightly, and rested his head on Qi Mo's thigh.

Qi Mo was so concentrated that he felt the furry head thrust into his arms, but he didn't respond.

Ning Buliu drank and slept soundly all night.In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, he was awakened by the disciples of the Fan Yang Sword Sect who came to ask for someone.

Those were two male disciples, with good looks, they could be regarded as outstanding talents.They were very polite to the Buddhist practitioners in Qingjing Temple, they only said that a disciple ran to the place of Qingjing Temple, hoping that they could tell them if they saw someone.

When Qi Mo came back with Ning Buliu yesterday, he did not hide his body, so many people saw this scene and knew that a disciple of Fanyang Sword Sect was brought back to Qingjing Temple by a Buddhist cultivator.

Now that the secret realm was about to open, they rushed to find someone.

"I don't know if Master can see a disciple of Fan Yang, sixteen or seventeen years old, who often carries a yellow leather gourd? If you see it, can you let us know?"

The leading monk looked calm, and he said: "To tell you the truth, the two laymen, that one is here now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Mo withdrew from the magic circle, revealing himself in it, and Ning Buliu, who had already sat up crookedly, leaning against him with a lazy look.

Ning Buliu was holding a gourd in his arms, he raised his hand towards the two of them, and lazily said: "Yo, I've seen the two senior brothers."

The faces of the two disciples of the Fanyang Sword Sect were black, and they said: "Junior Brother Ning, you are about to enter the secret realm right now, this is not the time for you to mess around with the young master's temper. You came here alone without even saying a word. inappropriate."

Ning Buliu said: "It's true that I was negligent, I should tell the brothers..." He put his hand around Qi Mo's shoulder, and even touched his smooth bald head: "Brothers, please look, I came to look for my friend, and now that I see him, I can only wish to have a long talk with him all night."

Qi Mo: "..."

Leading monk: "..."

Disciples of Qingjing Temple: "..."

For a while, I didn't know what to do.

Before Qi Mo, who had his bald head touched, was not annoyed, the disciples of the Qingjing Temple next to him all focused their gazes here.

Ning Buliu didn't seem to feel it, he was hanging on Qi Mo's body, smiling, and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

The two disciples of Fanyang Sword Sect paused, as if they were stunned, the one who seemed to be the leader paused for a moment, and said: "But now the secret realm is about to be opened, Junior Brother, let's go back with us."

Ning Buliu waved his hand and said: "Brothers, don't worry...let me say a few more words with this friend, and I will go with you."

The leading disciple looked suspicious, but he didn't stop him. He said to the leading monk, "Master, look at this..."

"You two are welcome." The leading monk said: "This layman is a guest of my Qingjing Temple, so it doesn't hurt to stay a little longer."

The two of them could only shut up, watching Ning Buliu pester Qi Mo to set up a magic circle again.

Ning Buliu waited for Qi Mo to set up the formation, then said: "Monk, I think you have an extraordinary status, who are you?"

Qi Mo was extremely dignified, he glanced at Ning Buliu, and said: "The little monk has given the fate."

"Guoyuan, Liaoyuan..." Ning Buliu repeated it several times before saying, "Guoyuan, your friend is in trouble, can you do me a favor?"

Qi Mo didn't answer, but said: "Let's just say it, layman."

"Hey, what's your name, Layman." Ning Buliu crossed his legs, thought for a while, and said, "Just call me Buliu, there's no need to be polite between us!"

Qi Mo looked at him with a smile, and didn't talk to him, Ning Buliuben said again: "You may not know...my business is extremely troublesome, and if you don't say it, you will lose your life. You Buddhists pay attention to saving lives Sheng built a seven-level pagoda, I don't know if you are willing to build a pagoda?"

Qi Mo's expression became serious, and he said: "Ju... If you don't talk about it, let's talk."

Ning Buliu patted him on the shoulder, and said: "You don't need to know too much, lest I get involved... Monk, believe me, after this time, I will definitely give you a great opportunity, and we will share [-]-[-] of what you get. ,how?"

Qi Mo said: "You don't have to be like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Buliu covered his mouth.Qi Mo blinked, looked over, Ning Buliu sighed and said: "You are too obedient...why do you look so stupid."

Qi Mo: "..."

Ning Buliu touched his face and said curiously: "Your face is so slippery, it feels good to touch... This head is also smooth, it's really easy to touch."

Qi Mo: "..."

Ning Bu flu was emotional for a while, then touched Qi Mo's hand, only to feel slippery, if he could peel off the monk's robe and touch the flesh inside... No, this is too far.

Ning Buliu finally brought back his thoughts of being 800 meters swayed, and while holding Qi Mo's hands, he said: "The benefits will definitely be given to you, after all, I also cheated you... that place , Many people are not as good as those animals who have not yet developed their spiritual intelligence, so don't be fooled. Take this, enter the secret realm, and come to me as soon as possible."

Ning Buliu took out the engagement jade pendant with his fiancée from his bosom, forced it into Qi Mo's bosom, and said: "I have never studied how to use this thing, you can figure it out yourself."

Qi Mo: "..."

Ning Buliu continued: "Okay, my two good brothers probably have to wait soon... Monk, you must find me."

Qi Mo nodded and said: "Young monk will definitely go all out."

Only then did Ning Buliu feel relieved, he said: "Okay, then I'll be leaving."

Qi Mo agreed to come down, removed the magic circle, Ning Buliu got out, and followed his two senior brothers away with a look of foolishness.

When the three of them left, the leading monk looked at Qi Mo and said, "Uncle Yuan... this—"

Qi Mo glanced at him, and said: "Nephew, don't worry, I have a plan in my heart."

Holding the jade pendant in his hand, his brows and eyes looked gentle and serene, especially compassionate.

Only then did the leading monk fall silent, only frowning slightly, showing a bit of helplessness.

The time to open the secret realm is coming soon.

The leading monk led a group of Qingjing Temple disciples to the entrance of the secret realm, which was at the top of the valley, on the edge of a cliff.

Qi Mo was mixed among the disciples of Qingjing Temple, looking inconspicuous.

There is usually a fixed time for the opening of the secret realm. Each faction counts the number of disciples and confirms that it is correct, and then the secret realm is opened.

Chiyun Secret Realm is a secret realm set up by a true immortal ten thousand years ago when he fell, to choose his own disciples to inherit his mantle.Until now, ten thousand years have passed, and no monk has been recognized by the secret realm.

In the secret realm, there are countless magic treasures and fairy grasses, and the cultivation of all raptors and beasts are suppressed from the foundation establishment to the golden core stage. Although they are extremely dangerous, they are also treasures everywhere.

As long as the disciples who enter can come out alive, they can have great fortune.

For this reason, the Chiyun Secret Realm was controlled by various sects, and every few years, disciples from various sects would enter it to practice.

These sects also had the idea of ​​wanting a high-level monk to enter it, get the true immortal inheritance, and sweep away the treasures in it.

However, when a cultivator with a stronger cultivation level enters, no matter whether he has suppressed his cultivation base or not, he will be instantly reduced to dust, and even the primordial spirit cannot escape.

The various sects gave up their thoughts on this.

The moment the secret realm was opened, all the disciples who were about to enter the secret realm were swept away by the golden light and disappeared from where they were.

Qi Mo only felt dizzy for a while, and then he came to a place filled with water vapor and biting cold.

Before he could stand still, someone screamed. The voices were some young girls, screaming for help.

"Calm down!—" One of the girls' voice was as clear as jade, she was extraordinarily calm, and said: "Have you forgotten what the master taught you?!"