Book Transmigration: A Guide for the Protagonist to Obsess

"Boss, how do you sell these steamed buns?"

"Two copper plates, one."

"Give me two."

"Okay, be careful it's hot."

A group of Bian'an disciples from a distance came to investigate one after another, and the businessman who sold steamed buns saw him while tidying up the steamer and complained casually: "It's been two or three days and I'm still investigating. It’s not safe to live every day, it’s fatal.”

The young man standing in front of the steamed bun shop lowered the hat on his head in a low-key manner. He glanced at the disciple from the other side approaching, turned around and disappeared.

In an uninhabited alley, Fansheng was devouring steamed buns for almost three days. He has been trapped in this Qingzhou city for three days. The only way to go back to Kunlun is this Qingzhou city, but Ye Xingchen's footsteps are faster than him. Soon, he just stepped into Qingzhou City, and the order to seal the city and strictly investigate followed.

You can't live in the inn, you can only live in a ruined temple, you can't eat hot food, you can only eat steamed buns to satisfy your hunger, Fan Sheng only feels that in the past 18 years plus the 18 years in his previous life, he has never been so aggrieved. I want to break off the Qiankun ring on my ribs!

If the cultivation base is still there, how can these disciples from the other side be his opponents.

Thinking of this, Fan Sheng aggrieved and took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand. He choked on the steamed bun after eating it too fast, and it got stuck in his throat.

Fan Sheng leaned on the wall, clenched his palms tightly, and hit his chest one by one, suddenly someone behind him backed him, Fan Sheng paused, turned around suddenly, and a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar came into view .

Have you experienced despair?

Fan Sheng has experienced these days, he can't use his cultivation, he can't spend his money, he can't live in a house, but now he sees a turning point, his eyes are shining brightly, because standing behind him for him is In Sanskrit, the eldest son of reincarnation.

"Brother! Why are you here? I miss you so much."

Fansheng lay on Sanskrit's shoulder and wept bitterly, choking his heart with thousands of words like an old friend he had never met in his previous life.

Sanskrit pushed his paw away, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, what does it look like to be so big and crying, it's not convenient to talk here, so go back to the inn with me."

Fan Sheng's long-hanging heart fell instantly, and he followed Sanskrit obediently back to the inn.

But after returning to the inn, Fansheng discovered that it was not only Sanskrit, but also Sanskrit.

"Second brother, why are you here?"

Sanskrit gently shook the folding fan in his hand, hating that iron cannot be made into steel, and there was a hint of anger in his warm eyes: "Tell me about you, why are you running around!"

Fan Sheng was very wronged, "Second brother, I am wronged, this is all Senior Brother Mu, he put a ring on my ribs, imprisoning my cultivation, otherwise I would have cleaned up these three-legged cat disciples on the other side. "

"Ring? What ring?"

Hearing this, Fan Sheng quickly untied his clothes, showing his ribs to the two of them. There was indeed a ring-shaped thing there. Sanskrit stroked it, and the Qiankun Ring shimmered faintly when touched.

"This is the Qiankun Ring, envy gave you the Qiankun Ring?" Sanskrit's tone sounded extremely shocked, and Sanskrit looked at each other, and both saw the twinkle in the other's eyes.

"Senior Brother Mu said that this ring can imprison my cultivation, and I can't stay too far away from him, or it will explode." After finishing speaking, Fan Sheng suddenly thought of something and asked, "Brother and Brother, what are you doing here?" ?”

Put on the untied clothes for him in Sanskrit, and said: "We got the news on the day you were taken to Kunlun by Envy. We hurried but still didn't stop you in the way of heaven. As soon as we found out, you followed Envy. When I came to the other side, I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I rushed to the other side again, but I didn’t expect that I was a step late, so it’s okay.”

"I'm fine." Fan Sheng shook his head, "Thanks to Senior Brother Mu and Senior Brother Ye for saving each other, big brother and second brother, can you help to rescue Senior Brother Mu and Senior Brother Ye?"

Sanskrit frowned, somewhat embarrassed, "Bi'an, like Samsara, belongs to the demon way. Since we are fellow-paths, we have no reason to enmity with Bi'an for the sake of decent disciples. Now that Samsara is too busy to take care of himself, we really can't afford to care about other things."

"Brother Kemu saved me, I can't just turn a blind eye and watch him die."

Sanskrit shook his head helplessly, knocked on his forehead with a folding fan, and said, "He's dead? Don't worry, he won't die even if you die. Do you think Envy is so easy to deal with? He has practiced Taoism for a hundred years, and he was a leader in the six realms a hundred years ago." "Although Ye Xingchen is possessed by demons, he is not his opponent after all. This incident is strange, and I'm afraid there is another way to envy him. If you rush to save him, you may ruin his affairs."

Fan Sheng was stunned for a moment when he heard that, that's right, no one can see through this person, and I don't know how many tricks he has left behind. Thinking of Mu Xianzhi's instructions, Fan Sheng said casually, "Then I have to go first. A trip to Kunlun."

"What are you doing in Kunlun?"

Fansheng told the truth in one hundred and fifty, "In the way of heaven, Xuyuzhuan was pulled by the tripod of Wentian and released Shangguan Jinghong's soul from Yuyuzhui, but after a hundred years, the soul has scattered and needs the flowers of the other side Concentrating the soul, so I went to the other shore with Mu Shixiong to find a Bi'an flower, and my senior brother ordered me to send it back to Kunlun as soon as possible."

Sanskrit grabbed his wrist suddenly and asked sharply: "Shangguan Jinghong is not dead? Did you get the Bianhua flower?"

Fan Sheng didn't understand why Sanskrit suddenly lost control, looked at him eagerly, and nodded slightly.

Seeing Fansheng like this, Sanskrit also felt out of control, calmed down a little, and said, "What about the flowers on the other side? Show me."

Fan Sheng hesitated, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Let me see."

Fan Sheng actually didn't really want to take it, because he heard some impatient tone from the Sanskrit tone, but couldn't bear the Sanskrit urging, so he had to take out the pendant from his bosom. He used the method of the pendant, not long after, the enchanting and beautiful Bianhua floated out of the pendant and hung in the air.

The moment the Bianhua appeared, Sanskrit waved his big hand, and directly took the Bianhua into his bag. Fan Sheng turned pale when he saw it, and asked scoldingly, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Fan Sheng, you don't need to know the truth about some things now, you just need to understand that everything I have done is for reincarnation!"

"For the sake of reincarnation? For the sake of reincarnation, do you want me to waste the life of Senior Brother Shangguan?"

The Sanskrit words are straightforward and firm, "Don't say it's Senior Brother Shangguan, I'm willing to take my own life. You are not allowed to intervene in this matter. This Qiankun ring is just envy to scare you. Tomorrow you will follow us to reincarnation , before it is a foregone conclusion, you are not allowed to take another step out of reincarnation!"

The dungeon in the darkness was damp, and the dark void smelled of decay and decay.

Envy leaned against the wall, watching the moonlight projected to his hands through the small window, two chains entered the wall, and the black mist-like magic energy bound his hands along the chains, immobilizing him.

There was a rattling of the chains, and a person stood silently in front of Envy, hidden in the darkness, the oil lamp was burnt out, and his face could not be seen before he arrived.

The hoarse voice made the dungeon even more gloomy, "I envy you, the heavens will wake up, this is your last chance, are you enchanted?"

The author has something to say: - Have you experienced despair?

--experienced.

--when?

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