The whole immortal gate thought I was a stand-in [Transmigration Book]

Sect Master Duan was stunned, how could someone save the living?

"Actually, this body is not mine."

Sect Master Duan looked Lu Huaixue up and down, not knowing how to respond.If it is a seizure, with his Nascent Soul stage cultivation base, he shouldn't be unable to see it.

It can be seen that Lu Huaixue did not seem to be joking, so Sect Master Duan could only respond to Lu Huaixue's request, bit the bullet and recited the Requiem Curse.

After half a cup of tea.

Not to mention the fainting, Lu Huaixue was not dizzy, her eyes were not dazzled, and she was not injured at all.

"The soul flies away?"

[Natural Infant Stage naturally cannot save you, but the punishment of Heaven is not something you can afford. 】

"Let it be punished."

【Lu Huaixue, I'm trying to persuade you with good words. If you don't listen to the advice, you won't have any room for regret. 】

Lu Huaixue didn't take it to heart, and let the system chant scriptures in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A few days passed.

Lu Huaixue still couldn't find a way to get out of this body.

It is really comfortable to be a human being, able to eat and drink, listen to books and watch theaters.However, if the original owner might still be alive, he would occupy someone else's body for no reason, which would damage his morality, and Lu Huaixue would still want to have a good pregnancy in the next life.

I don't know what's going on, he has been wandering in the world for a long time, but he doesn't have the impermanence of black and white to restrain his soul.

The soul is floating around, looking at the fireworks in the world, it is all the excitement that belongs to others, only Lu Huaixue feels the boring and lonely ghost life.

Because ghosts cannot touch anything, they exist in this world, but they have nothing to do with this world.

Lu Huaixue just wants to reincarnate early and start a new life and opportunities, but he is not in a hurry to leave this world right now.

Rather than wandering around as a wandering soul, it is better to find that kind person who can save him in this world full of spiritual power.

***

Another day.

Lu Huaixue stood in the yard, listening to the boring requiem spell, put down the cup in her hand, and asked.

"Do you know anyone who is more powerful?"

Duan Hongjin, who had been on the sidelines for a few days, showed displeasure. This man ordered his father to let it go, but he still thinks his father is not good enough?

"My father is in the Nascent Soul Stage, and there are no more than three Nascent Soul Stages in Qiongzhou City."

Lu Huaixue realized that what the system said was not all a lie, the Nascent Soul Stage really couldn't save him, nor could it cause substantial harm to him.

He had to find someone above the Nascent Soul Stage.

Lu Huaixue thought of Yin Jianhan.

Regardless of whether it's a bug in the world line or not, if Yin Jianhan can seal the Demon Lord, then he should be fine to save him.

"What is Yin Jianhan's cultivation?"

The topic jumped too quickly, Duan Hongjin didn't react for a while, but Sect Master Duan gave the answer.

"Patriarch Rongxian ascended as early as 200 years ago."

Regarding Rong Xian's deeds, Duan Hongjin knew everything by heart.

"The patriarch Rong became famous at a young age. At the age of 19, he used a bone flute to fight hundreds of ghosts. At the age of 20, he fought with a wooden sword. At the age of 23..."

The more Duan Hongjin talked, the more excited he became.

"Although Patriarch Rongxian is an immortal master, he rarely shows up. It is said that even his disciples don't know his whereabouts."

"He still has an apprentice?" Lu Huaixue looked surprised, "Which sect?"

"Wuchuan sect. Rong Xian is the founder of the sect, but his disciples all worship under his elder brother's seat, and the patriarch Rong Xian does not accept disciples."

Paradoxical Sect——

Does this sect exist in the original book?

Lu Huaixue had no impression.

Or is it another world line bug?

Before Lu Huaixue could express her intention, the system stopped her again.

[You can't see Yin Jianhan. 】

[He is indeed a bug in this world, but he hates people who take possession of their homes. If you find you hiding in this body, you can report it to the underworld. 】

Lu Huaixue thought: Is there such a good thing?

He didn't want to take the words of the system to heart, but the words of the system were contradictory.

It's not that Lu Huaixue has never read novels about the protagonist's carrying system. Assuming that Yin Jianhan is a bug, if he wants to fix the world line, he must contact Yin Jianhan.

But the system wanted him to stay away from Yin Jianhan.Obviously, the task the system asked him to do had nothing to do with Yin Jianhan, so how to fix the bug?

Lu Huaixue didn't ask any further questions, she didn't care.

"I'm tired of being a ghost, I'm rushing to reincarnate."

The system is not calm, and the tone is somewhat eager.

[When you meet Yin Jianhan, you still want to reincarnate.Only his soul will be torn apart with his bare hands. If you are lucky, it will still be a wisp of remnant soul. If you are not lucky, it will be wiped out in ashes. 】

Is Yin Jianhan really as the system said? He doesn't know, but he found that the system can spy on his mind. If it takes a long time, it can also control his consciousness in case?

Then who is this fleshly body making a wedding dress for?

Lu Huaixue refused to talk to the system, he asked Duan Zongzhu.

"How can I meet Rong title?"

"Patriarch Rongxian hasn't shown up for a hundred years, and the disciples of the Huangchuan Sect rarely appear in the immortal sect. But not long ago, the head of the Wangchuan Sect announced something to the outside world."

"what?"

"Patriarch Rong will come to the Immortal Gate for a big test in person." Duan Hongjin's tone was a little ostentatious.

"Just one month later, I have signed up for the test."

Regardless of the source of the Immortal Sect Exam, the head elders of various sects will also come to the scene in the instant competition, so as to recruit potential monks to join.

In this year's Immortal Gate Grand Examination, more contestants wanted to see the majesty of the ancestor Rong, and Duan Hongjin was one of them.

"Will you have the chance to meet Yin Jianhan if you participate in the Immortal Gate Exam?"

Duan Hongjin didn't bother to correct Lu Huaixue's name when she called Rongxian, so he snorted softly.

"Of course. Forget it for someone like you, it's not enough for others to punch you."

Duan Hongjin didn't understand why his father made Lu Huaixue his guest.

Cultivators can explore each other's cultivation bases, only those monks whose cultivation bases are lower than their own, but Duan Hongjin can't find out Huai Xue's cultivation base.

Although he saw Lu Huaixue defuse his father's spiritual attack with his own eyes, Lu Huaixue did not fight back.

All in all, maybe there is a powerful magic weapon hidden in his body, but he may not be good at attacking.

Lu Huaixue was still weird.

How can there be a living person looking for someone to save him?

Seeing that Lu Huaixue is beautiful, tall but weak, Duan Hongjin is more and more sure that Lu Huaixue's cultivation is not as good as him.

Perhaps the foundation has not yet been established, and there is no inner alchemy.

Duan Hongjin couldn't help frowning at the thought that Lu Huaixue would be beaten to a bloody mess on the martial arts stage.

"Forget it, the Xianmen competition is not a joke, and no one will let you look good."

Sect Master Duan slapped down again and scolded his son angrily.

"How many times have I told you to call Xianzun, how do I usually teach you?"

Lu Huaixue smiled lightly, "The suzerain doesn't have to be so unfamiliar, just call me Brother Lu."

Duan Zong opened his mouth, unable to yell at all, but saw that Lu Huaixue had turned to Duan Hongjin, and smiled slightly.

"Nephew Duan Xian."

Then, Duan Hongjin slapped his father again.

"I still don't call you Uncle Lu."

Duan Hongjin glared at Lu Huaixue, where does this person have a face?

For no reason, he was raised for a generation.

"What are you staring at?"

Sect Master Duan wanted to reprimand, but Lu Huaixue said empathetically.

"It's okay, nephew Duan Xian must be shy."

Duan Hongjin continued to stare at Lu Huaixue, but Lu Huaixue blinked innocently.Duan Hongjin became even more angry, Lu Huaixue obviously did it on purpose, because he mocked Lu Huaixue for her low cultivation.

What kind of immortal is so vengeful.

childish!

In the evening, Lu Huaixue slipped out of Duan's house and successfully found the spiritual power registration office.

It was in a theater.

The registration office was a hexagonal pavilion, and there were already two long queues, and Lu Huaixue stood in a random queue.

"Young master, are you helping people line up?"

"No, I'll sign up."

Just as Lu Huaixue finished answering, all the people who were close showed expressions of astonishment, and it took a while for someone to stand up and speak.

"Although it is rare to meet Patriarch Rong, there is no need to meet him... This competition will not show mercy."

They sighed for a while, no one wanted to see the beauty get hurt, so they tried to persuade Lu Huaixue to give up.

It's no wonder that they judge people by their appearance, when Lu Huaixue behaved like a fairy, she seemed a little sick.

Waited for nearly half an hour.

Finally it was Lu Huaixue's turn to rescue him from the persuasion of several people.

"Young master, are you sure you want to participate?"

The two people at the registration office asked for the third time, and Lu Huaixue answered in the affirmative.

The requirements for participating in the Immortal Gate Examination are not high, and there is no question of origin or cultivation, as long as you sign a certificate of life and death, you can participate.

The status of life and death sounds like a bluff, after all, it is a grand test of the fairy gate, and it is impossible to kill people.However, since it is a competition, it is not a joke, no matter whether you win or lose, you will always get hurt.

"name."

"Lu Huaixue."

Seeing her name written on the booklet, Lu Huaixue curled her lips in satisfaction.

"Draw an entry card yourself."

"Thank you."

Lu Huaixue passed through the red string with her fingertips, and with a light hook, the small wooden sign tied with the red string was pulled out.

After getting her own entry card, Lu Huaixue was in a good mood.

"Sign and seal the certificate of life and death."

Lu Huaixue took the brush, he is an artist anyway, imitating the posture of holding the brush is quite correct, but he has never learned calligraphy, the writing with the pen is beautiful, but the writing with the brush can't bear to look directly at it.

The disciples stared at the caterpillar-like handwriting, lost in thought.

Lu Huaixue didn't take it seriously, thanked her again and turned to leave.

His fingers were still hooked to the red string, his index finger was slightly bent, and he shook it a few times, the small wooden sign was circling around his index finger. When he came out of the pavilion, he heard someone talking about him again.

"Is he also here to compete?"

"No, it might be accompanied."

The fingers curled up, and the small wooden sign fell into the palm with a "snap".Lu Huaixue stood up straight, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

"I'm a contestant."

Lu Huaixue's communication depends on her mood.

When he is in a good mood, he is not stingy with smiling at passers-by.

"No. [-], Lu Huaixue, I'm destined to see you on the martial arts stage." Lu Huaixue showed her entry card, and left without caring about everyone's reaction.

After he walked a long way, several people recovered from their smiles.

"He smiles so nicely."

"Wait, he just said...see you at the Martial Arts Field?"

"???"

***

On the way back, Lu Huaixue followed the flow of people to the market, Qiongzhou City at night had a different scene, vendors were yelling on the street.

"Young master, do you want to see the mask?"

Lu Huaixue paused for a while, and saw the cat ear mask among the many masks at a glance, which was too modern.

Mixed with other masks, it looks out of place.

The merchant's eyes were bright, and he immediately shouted after noticing Lu Huaixue's gaze.

"My son, my son, you have a good eye. This mask is very unique."

The merchant took a look at him, and felt that this man was full of style, like a nobleman, and the silk and satin clothes looked very expensive.

The merchants suddenly became more enthusiastic.

"My lord doesn't know, this mask has a lot of background, it is our best selling mask."

The big background is real, the best seller is fake, the vendor has not sold this mask in the past few months.

"This mask is the favorite model of the brother who is called the patriarch."

Lu Huaixue paused, "You mean Rong Yu?"

"Yes, it's Patriarch Rong Yu." Seeing that he was interested, the vendor said again.

"The founder of the Luanchuan Sect is Master Rong Xianxian, but the disciples under his sect are accepted by his senior brother Rong Yu."

"200 years ago, the two patriarchs often joined hands to kill demons and eliminate demons. Immortal Zun Rong Yu often wore it, and few people have seen his appearance."

Lu Huaixue asked: "Why?"

"There are two theories. Some people say that Rong Yu is handsome, and everyone who sees him wants to marry him, so they can only hide his face. Some people say that his senior brother has a scary appearance, and he uses a mask to cover up his ugliness."

There are two more legends.

Seeing Lu Huaixue's interest, the vendor chose a version that he thought was more convincing.

"Do you know why Rong Yu passed away? I know. As long as you buy this mask..."

Lu Huaixue took out the money without hesitation.

The merchant was overjoyed, and his storytelling voice became louder.

"Back then, Rongyu colluded with the demon clan and put the entire fairy sect in danger. His younger brother Rongxian Patriarch was seriously injured in a sneak attack. The two fought continuously for seven days and nights. Finally, Rongyu turned back and killed Rongyu immortally."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaixue felt that she bought the right mask.

If the legend is true, wouldn't it be more attractive for Yin Jianhan to wear Rong Yu's beloved mask?

Seeing Lu Huaixue's thoughtful look, the merchant knew the story was right.

really!

"Brothers turn against each other" is more exciting than "Patriarch Rong cannot ask for what he wants from his brother".

Back at Duan's house, Lu Huaixue was startled by Sect Master Duan's sudden enthusiasm as soon as he entered the door.

"Xianzun, Xianzun, you are finally here."

Lu Huaixue: "?"

"The Immortal Lu you asked me to take care of has woken up, but he wants to take part in the Immortal Gate Exam. I can't stop him, you..."

Lu Huaixue took off the mask, Duan Zongzhu stopped immediately and smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, it turned out to be Lu Xianzun, why do you have this mask?"

"also?"

"The immortal who sent you to us is also wearing this cat ear mask."

"Is this mask really worn by Rong Yu during his lifetime?"

"This... To be honest, I have never seen Immortal Rong Yu. It is rumored that he is indeed wearing a mask with cat ears. I don't know if that is it."

Lu Huaixue still put away the mask, whether it is or not, she will know when the time comes.

Wang Chuanzong.

The head of the school, Wei Qingchen, had just finished his morning class. He walked through the corridor and stopped at the Plum Blossom Courtyard.

With the fly whisk resting on the crook of his arm, he bowed to the Plum Blossom Pavilion.

"Uncle Rong."

A bright red plum blossom struck like a sharp sword, Wei Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and easily dodged.Wei Qingchen flicked the whisk, and the plum blossoms hung in the air, their sharpness receded, and they fell lightly.

Wei Qingchen stretched out his hand to catch the falling plum blossoms.

"Uncle, Xuemei in June is not easy to raise, you can change the place..."

Wei Qingchen's voice paused, and he didn't dare to continue.Just now, he was still in front of the disciples, but now he has no momentum.

He lifted his eyes weakly to take a peek, then quickly lowered his eyes.

"The plum blossoms are blooming very well, it..." Wei Qingchen could only gently remonstrate, and then a few more plum blossoms fell to the ground.

Wei Qingchen has been taking care of the Xuemei of the Luanchuan Sect, and seeing the petals fall, he felt very distressed.

Wei Qingchen fell silent.

After a while, a deep voice fell on my ears.

"What's the matter?"

The next moment, the breeze blows.

A slender figure stood in front of him, with a burning figure, standing under the snowy plum.

Turning around, there was a cold and stern face, and the chill all over his body was no less than the winter plum in the snow.

Wei Qingchen bowed again.

"Uncle Rong."

Yin Jianhan is the founding patriarch of the Huangchuan Sect, since Wei Qingchen took over as the head of the sect, Yin Jianhan seldom interferes with matters in the sect, and often retreats and cultivates quietly.

Even Wei Qingchen didn't see him often.

The last time Wei Qingchen saw Yin Jianhan was seven years ago.He suddenly appeared in front of Wei Qingchen's room, leaving only a sentence that he would show up in the next Immortal Gate Exam.

The next day, Yin Jianhan disappeared again.

"Uncle Rong, preparations for next month's Immortal Gate Exam are almost ready, are you really going?"

Wei Qingchen didn't know what his uncle was going to do, but this was the first time in a hundred years that he knew Yin Jianhan's whereabouts, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Disciple, can I ask, why did you show up for the Immortal Gate Examination?"

"No."

"OK……"

Wei Qingchen shut up obediently, not because he was not curious, but because his uncle didn't say anything, and he couldn't ask.

However, Yin Jianhan's next words resounded like thunder in his ears.

"The deity has lost a memory."

Wei Qingchen:! ? ?

"Then, what have you forgotten? I can tell my uncle everything I know."

"unimportant."

Yin Jianhan looked indifferent, he was over 200 years old, and the lost memory neither affected his cultivation nor his state of mind, so it was not important to him.

Wei Qingchen was speechless for a while, "Then, how many of us do you remember?"

Yin Jianhan felt stupid again after answering, and didn't remember how he appeared here.As for which memory was lost, Wei Qingchen didn't know.

"Anything else?"

Wei Qingchen stood still, hesitating to speak.

"Uncle, it's..."

"Since you will appear in the Immortal Gate Examination, do you consider accepting an apprentice? Sheng Xu, the young patriarch of the Wanfu Sect, has admired you for a long time and wants to worship you as his teacher,"

"No." Yin Jianhan said.

"Sheng Xu's talent is extremely high. At the age of seven, he absorbed Qi into his body, at the age of ten, he learned a hundred swordsmanship, and at the age of 13, he broke through alone..."

The more Wei Qingchen talked, the more he felt guilty. Who told him that he had received help from the Wanfu sect a few years ago, and he was short of manpower, so it was not a big deal to say a few words for him.

Moreover, it is the Wanfu Sect's turn to host this Immortal Gate Trial, so they will save some face at least for their territory.

"Don't rush to refuse. If Sect Master Sheng Shao wins the first place in the Immortal Gate Examination, can Master Shu reconsider?"

When Wei Qingchen raised his eyes again, Yin Jianhan's figure had disappeared, and his rejection was obvious.

It's not a big surprise either.

Yin Jianhan never accepted disciples because of the trouble.

This was the case 200 years ago, how could anyone make an exception 200 years later.

Wei Qingchen sighed, it was impossible to accept disciples, but the favor still had to be paid back.I don't know if three boxes of spirit stones would be too shabby?

Then add another box of instruments.

No more.

Wei Qingchen's flesh hurt so badly that it couldn't be worse.

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The author has something to say:

Now: no apprentices.

In the future: Warm hands for apprentices, hold umbrellas for apprentices, and peel grape skins for apprentices.

Therefore, the purpose of this chapter: Don’t be too absolute in everything (bushi)