[Transmigration Book] Forced to the days of the Holy Father

Not long after Yun Zheng returned, he heard the news that Bai Jin had woken up.

The person who came here to tell him was the disciple of Cang Yunfeng, the apprentice of the senior brother Yan Runzhi, and Yun Zheng's junior nephew.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the disciples in the sect are promoted to Nascent Soul, they can accept disciples.

As the first disciple of Cangyun Peak, Yan Runzhi was the earliest apprentice among the disciples of his generation. He had practiced in the Spirit Sword Sect for more than 200 years. Not long ago, when he was promoted to Yuanying, the head of the sect, Xuanjizi, asked him to take it in by himself. disciple, and rewarded him with a side peak of Cangyun Peak, so that he and his disciples could practice meditation here.

That little nephew was obviously seeing Yun Zheng for the first time, and he was a little nervous for a while, and he stammered a bit. He was yearning for the talented and kind-hearted Uncle Yun Zheng, who was rumored in Cangyun Peak, but he couldn't help it. There was a hint of fear faintly.

Seeing that Yunzheng was just listening to him quietly, with a smile on his face, the little nephew felt relieved, and his speech gradually became smoother, without the nervousness before.

"Uncle Yunzheng, Master told you to pack your bags without worry, Senior Brother Bai Jin is fine, and he will be able to get out of bed soon, so don't worry too much."

"It's hard work for you to make this trip." Yun Zheng smiled.

The little nephew's face turned red all of a sudden, "Where is it, Uncle Yunzheng, you are too polite."

Yun Zheng watched him leave, and just as he was about to close the door, he saw Chu Zhaoran walking towards him.

This was the first time Yun Zheng saw him after that day.

When Chu Zhaoran came to Yunzheng, he heard him say to Yunzheng, "Yunzheng, listen to me, I just made a divination for you, and the hexagram image is 'Wuwang Gua'."

"Wuwang Gua..." Yun Zheng repeated these three words.

This hexagram Xiang Yunzheng has also heard of it.

"No pretense, good luck."

That is to say, what they are going to do, if they stick to it, it will go smoothly; but in this case, they should be more cautious, as long as they don't behave inappropriately, everything will be bright.

"Thank you." Yun Zheng said softly.

Chu Zhaoran looked at him with bitterness in his eyes, and he said sullenly, "Yun Zheng, you don't need to be so polite to me."

"?" Yun Zheng's shiny eyes were full of doubts.

Chu Zhaoran sighed, knowing that he shouldn't be entangled in these things, he turned around and said, "I'm going to go down the mountain to deal with some things when the time comes, how about we go together?"

Seeing that Yun Zheng didn't speak, he added, "I've already mentioned this to the Sect Leader, and he agreed."

Yun Zheng was stunned until he heard Chu Zhaoran call his name, and then came back to his senses in a daze, "Chen Shi, just wait at the exit of the Spirit Sword Gate."

Yun Zheng felt that someone tapped his head very gently, and asked him as if with a hint of pampering, "What happened just now, you were so preoccupied?"

Yun Zheng didn't pay too much attention to Chu Zhaoran's near-intimacy just now, he looked at the sky with a little doubt, and said, "I always think that cloud is a bit strange."

Chu Zhaoran followed his line of sight and found that there was only one cloud floating in the sky, which was strange because it was rare.

It seemed that there was something behind that cloud, and the shadow in it could be seen from time to time, vaguely, like a living thing.

Chu Zhaoran looked at Yunzheng, then at the white cloud, and in a flash, he actually went towards that cloud.

He flew to the sky, passed through the clouds with one hand, and caught something behind the clouds with his bare hands.

Chu Zhaoran landed on the ground with the thing, and threw it casually, the black thing made a hoarse cry, "Kill the bird, kill the bird, there are wolves who are going to kill the bird and eat it!!"

Hearing that voice, there was actually a trace of grievance.

Yun Zheng: ...

He stepped forward to check, and found that the dark thing was actually a crow, and he didn't know why he was hiding behind the clouds and observing here secretly.

Seeing Yunzheng looking over, the black crow screamed: "Beauty, I'm hurt, I need a kiss to get better."

Yun Zheng was a little dumbfounded.

When Chu Zhaoran heard the crow's teasing words, he glanced at it coldly, and warned: "Shut up, one more nonsense, and your skin will be ripped off."

"Little crow, why are you hiding behind the clouds and still staring at Cang Yunfeng?" Yun Zheng asked.

The crow fluttered its wings and wailed: "The old crow is so pitiful, he can't find a wife, and is discriminated against by the crow tribe. I want to take a peerless beauty as my wife! Go back and blind their crow eyes!"

Chu Zhaoran lightly tapped his fingertips, and ignited a few clusters of flames from his fingertips. With a random wave, the area around the crow was ignited, and it screamed in fright, "Help! Someone abused the spirit bird!"

"speak English."

Chu Zhaoran said this lightly, but the black crow retorted: "I am a crow, and if I speak human language, I would also speak bird language!"

Someone was speechless for a moment.

Yun Zheng walked over and asked with a smile: "Little crow, so you came here to find a wife?"

The black crow looked a little embarrassed by his clear eyes, and replied weakly: "Actually, it's not just because of this..."

"Beauty, let me tell you, a lot of strangers have come down the mountain recently, and many of the creatures that have been catching alive have been caught. If it weren't for the old crow, I would have died a long time ago!"

Yun Zheng's expression suddenly became a little dignified, "You mean, people have been killing creatures recently?"

This actually vaguely overlaps with the Yunwushan case that Master said before.

Could it be that this group of people is the same group of people who killed the villagers?

"I'm going to report to Master."

Yun Zheng summoned the Jixing Sword, stepped on the Jixing, the blue light gradually appeared, and immediately rushed to the main hall of Cangyun Peak.

Here only Chu Zhaoran and the black crow were left looking at each other.

Chu Zhaoran smiled, and gradually walked towards it.

"You, what are you going to do?!" The black crow yelled, because the volume was too loud, causing the original hoarse voice to sound like a ghost howling.

"Who did you call a beauty just now?" He grabbed the black crow and asked with a gloomy expression.

The black crow swallowed, suddenly feeling that danger was approaching.

"Hey, the weather is good today, hahaha..." It was laughing and laughing.

Chu Zhaoran picked it up and threw it casually, leaving the black crow far away.

Its hoarse cry came from a distance: "The bird is dead, beauty come and save me."

Yun Zheng was walking on the path of Cangyun Peak, his heart echoed what the master said just now.

"Zimo, exorcising demons and defending the Tao is something that practitioners should do. It is important to find the real culprit this time down the mountain, but the most important thing is to protect the safety of the villagers. They chose to settle under Yunwu Mountain, which is against the Spirit Sword Sect. trust. Nothing is more important than life."

After listening to what he said, the master said such words to him.

"There is nothing more important than life..."

This sentence is quite correct.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, he found a paper crane coming towards him in the air. He reached out to catch it. The paper crane tilted its head, as if it was sizing up Yun Zheng. Is it the person I'm looking for?

It stopped in Yunzheng's palm, and blew crisply.

After that, a human voice came from the paper crane, "Master, when will you come to see me?"

It turned out to be Bai Jin's voice.

Yun Zheng smiled, lowered his head and whispered a few words on the paper crane, and then breathed out, "Go."

The paper crane spun a few times in the sky, and then disappeared.

When Yun Zheng returned to the house, he found that Chu Zhaoran was still here. He leisurely looked at the surrounding scenery, teasing the poor black crow with spells from time to time, making it spin around.

As soon as the black crow saw Yun Zheng, as if he had found a savior, he was very moved and said: "Beautiful...!"

Having said that, it looked to the side with a guilty conscience, and Chu Zhaoran glanced at it with a half-smile, and the witty black crow immediately changed its name: "Xiaoyun, you are finally back!"

"?" Yun Zheng repeated with some doubts, "Xiao Yun?"

This "Xiao Yun" is not calling him, is it?

Chu Zhaoran stepped on it, sinking the black crow into the ground, causing it to scream again.

"I'm back." Chu Zhaoran said.

"Yeah." Yun Zheng nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Master seems to know about this already."

Chu Zhaoran looked at him, and suddenly reached out to touch his head.

Yun Zheng was stunned.

He took a piece of paper from Yun Zheng's head, and said with a smile, "I don't know if it gets on my hair."

Yun Zheng looked down at the piece of paper in his hand, and suddenly thought that this might have been brought by the paper crane from before.

Yun Zheng took the things in his hands away, "It's getting late, I should rest."

With that said, he went back to the house and closed the door behind him.

Chu Zhaoran stared blankly at the closed door for a long time before leaving.

Looking at the pieces of paper on the table, Yun Zheng frowned slightly, remembering the warmth brought by the man's hand brushing his hair.

I always feel that such an approach is inexplicably ambiguous.

I don't know if he was thinking too much...

The paper crane flew back to Bai Jin's room and landed beside his bed. Bai Jin smiled and said, "Have you seen Master?"

His face was still a little pale, but it was obviously much rosier.

After the paper crane gave a low cry, it let out a youthful and bright laugh——

"Be obedient and take good care of your illness."

Hearing this long-lost voice, he smiled slightly.

The paper crane stopped by the bed, its wings moved slightly, and looked at him with its head tilted from time to time, as if wondering why the person in front of him was smiling so happily.