Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Ye Feizhe opened his eyes.

When he woke up, he found that the evil spirit that had been haunting him for several years suddenly dissipated completely overnight.

The sun is just right outside, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains under the sun is also just right.

Ye Feizhe has stayed in Xuanshan for hundreds of years, and he has long been familiar with every corner of the grass and trees.

He is also well aware of the magnificence and detachment from the world, no matter how much he learns from the Demon Palace, no matter how he devotes all his efforts, he will never be able to learn it.

Finally... I'm back.

Ye Feizhe raised his eyes and looked far away, his expression was neither happy nor angry, he insisted on saying it, but he was a bit dazed.

When he was about to die under the thunder calamity, Ye Feizhe knew clearly that he was not reconciled.

When he first came to another world, he was absolutely certain that he would return to this world even at any cost.

Because his relatives, his friends, and his roots are all here. To put it more seriously, this is almost the meaning of Ye Feizhe's existence.

However, when he really came back, Ye Feizhe couldn't feel any sincere joy.

"Brother!"

An excited boy's voice came from outside, and a figure in white pushed the door open and entered.

The young man didn't even ask, he found a place to sit down very skillfully, and let out a long breath: "You're worried about me to death. Brother, you said that you didn't go to any extremely dangerous places, and you didn't find any difficult places." How come the entangled person has fainted for so many days for no reason because he gambled for life and death? Or at the moment when you took over as the head of the immortal, people who don't know thought that our Xuanshan was going to be cold."

He spoke quickly and neatly, and spoke a long series without panting, making Ye Feizhe, who was already in a trance, even more dizzy.

"Stop for a while."

Ye Fei paused, staring at the boy's hair and slowly asked, "Jianhong, tell me the truth."

Fang Jianhong saw that he was so serious, so he couldn't help but sit up with the seriousness.

Ye Feizhe asked Fang Jianhong the question he had when he came in: "When did you cut your hair back?"

Still messy and piled on top of your head? ? ?

Speaking of Fang Jianhong's hair, we have to go back to his youth.

Fang Jianhong was the most lively and restless when he was young, and Ye Feizhe was at most full of hatred, making the place outside Xuanshan unclean.Fang Jianhong was different. He only made troubles in Xuanshan, making Xuanshan very restless.

Fang Jianhong's master Xuan and Peak Master had nothing to do with him, and it was impossible for them to throw away the apprentice they had taken in, so they simply threw him to Ye Feizhe and his master Shu Yao to discipline him.

Shu Yao, as the head of the two worlds of immortals and demons, is feared by everyone, and his methods of discipline are also quite simple and rude.

Others are at most playing hand-to-hand pointers, and he directly uses lightning strikes.

Maybe it was because he had never split Fang Jianhong's weak character before, so he accidentally didn't control the strength, and split Fang Jianhong's hair into a messy scorched chicken coop.

In fact, that's all, that's all.

After all, practitioners never lack panacea. If Fang Jianhong's hair wants to get back, it will only take a few minutes.

However, Fang Jianhong didn't agree with him.

He stubbornly believed that with this hair on his head, he could always remind the demon king of his failure, arouse the compassion of the great demon king, and then save himself from disaster.

Fang Jianhong really succeeded.

Shu Yao felt that his chicken coop was too eye-catching, so he simply let him go out of sight and out of mind.Since then, Fang Jianhong has completely lost his restraint in Xuanshan, and he has been in harmony with Ye Fei, and he has helped Ye Fei break the pot countless times.

Those are long, long memories.

When Ye Feizhe recalled it, it seemed like a lifetime away.

He hadn't seen Fang Jianhong ostentatiously with his hair in hundreds of years.

Ever since their senior teachers were promoted one after another, and Fang Jianhong took over the position of head, the once disheveled chicken nest head has long been turned into a well-groomed bun, with a bone-like fairy style, and looks like a human. After a hundred years, Xuanshan has really been managed in an orderly manner.

So Ye Feizhe was even more confused.

How come it exploded back after being normal for hundreds of years? ? ?

Do you want to miss the unbearable time when you were young? ? ?

It's not like that, Fang Jianhong had a brain twitch hundreds of years ago, but now Fang Jianhong can still learn how to do it himself a few hundred years ago?

What kind of infatuated spirit is this? ? ?

"Oh this."

Fang Jianhong clapped his hands suddenly: "Senior brother, you are so thoughtful!"

Ye Feizhe: "..."

No, if he was really thoughtful, he wouldn't have thought that Fang Jianhong would take care of himself like this.

Fang Jianhong scratched his hair embarrassingly as he said: "What the brother taught me is that now that master and uncle have ascended, we should be the ones to take the lead. You can't go to see outsiders like this. I will take care of my hair when I go back." Let’s go to the grand ceremony.”

Ye Feizhe: "..."

Soaring now?

Didn't it ascend hundreds of years ago? ? ?

What is the grand ceremony?

He calmly pinched himself.

What hurts is not a dream.

He looked at Fang Jianhong calmly.

Although the hair is a little too explosive, and the smile is a little too bright, but the person is indeed a good person, not crazy.

So Ye Feizhe thought for a while, and asked Fang Jianhong, "How old is my father?"

"Brother, are you asking the Patriarch of the Ye Family?"

Fang Jianhong showed a clear look, and said in a low voice: "Didn't I attend the 340th birthday of the Patriarch of the Ye family with my brother two years ago?"

Ye Feizhe is sure now.

Probably something went wrong when he traveled through time and space. Not only did he not land at the time after he crossed the catastrophe, but he traveled back to the present day when he just took over the position of fairy head 300 years ago.

After thinking this through, Ye Feizhe couldn't help but remain silent.

After 300 years of hard work and practice, no one will be in a good mood.

But after thinking about it, such an unreliable deity, such an unreliable system, such an unreliable world rule——

Being able to fall into the wrong world 300 years ago instead of simply falling into the wrong world is already a blessing in misfortune, and it is good luck to celebrate with fireworks.

However, Fang Jianhong was still chattering with him, and assured him, "Don't worry, brother! I will never tell the Patriarch Ye that you even forgot his birthday."

Thinking of this, Fang Jianhong sighed.

Really pity the parents of the world.

Think about how much the Patriarch of the Ye family has broken his heart for Ye Feizhe, how much money he has paid, and how many times he has cleaned up the mess?

But looking back, Ye Feizhe hadn't forgotten everything, even his birthday and year.

Ye Feizhe: "..."

If Fang Jianhong 300 years later told him this, Ye Feizhe would probably believe it.

The promise Fang Jianhong made to him 300 years ago——

Ye Feizhe dared to promise that in three days, the fact that he couldn't remember the age of the Patriarch of the Ye family would spread all over the world of cultivating immortals. Maybe there would be even writers and even opera singers by then.

He stared at Fang Jianhong, and suddenly felt the same way for Xuan and Peak Master.

There is such a junior brother, it is useless to beat, it is useless to scold, and he is not good enough to practice, what can we do with him?

"Brother..."

Fang Jianhong was anxiously stared at by him, and asked hesitantly, "How is senior brother feeling now? Is there a serious problem?"

Fang Jianhong had an indescribably strange feeling.

It was as if when Ye Feizhe opened his eyes, even though his brother's skin was still the same, inside he seemed to have changed his soul and person.

Ye Feizhe has worshiped Xuanshan since he was a teenager, and it has been more than a hundred years since then.Fang Jianhong is about the same age as him, and the time of apprenticeship is also about the same as him.

It can be said that Fang Jianhong is definitely one of the few people in the world who understand Ye Feizhe the best.

He knew well that Ye Feizhe's indifferent and dignified appearance of aristocratic family hides such a wanton and unruly heart, and he also knows that he can't get rid of his youthful spirit, which is as hot as fire.

But when Fang Jianhong saw Ye Feizhe for the first time this time, his heart skipped a beat.

Ye Feizhe's appearance is still beautiful, and his demeanor is still graceful, but without a glance from the past, there is a compelling scene of burning colors.

He looked far more distant and peaceful than Fang Jianhong's memory, and it was also more unpredictable and more likely to wither.

It is another form of tugging at the heartstrings, and it stands to reason that there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority.

But Fang Jianhong just didn't like this form.

So he held his breath and waited for Ye Feizhe's answer, hoping that Ye Feizhe would raise his eyebrows and scold him for thinking wildly, and make him roll out of Xuanmiao Peak on his head.

"It's all right."

However, the scenario that Fang Jianhong expected did not happen after all.

Ye Feizhe's tone was light, not so much gentle, not as calm as the stagnant water, and nothing lingered in his mind: "It's just some unexpected changes."

"so."

Fang Jianhong felt a disappointment that he couldn't even express.

He refused to leave, his eyes repeatedly searched the room, trying to find a reason for him to stay logically.

It was really found by Fang Jianhong.

When he glanced at the injustice, he was taken aback and almost jumped up from his seat: "This is a knife!!!"

what did he see ? ?

He actually saw a knife in the residence of his senior brother, a swordsman? ? ?

Soon, Fang Jianhong recovered from his astonishment, his face was serious, and he put Ye Fei's shoulders on his shoulders: "Senior brother, the person who gave you the knife is really too much, and his intentions are too sinister."

Ye Feizhe: "???"

Su Buping: "???"

Chitose: "???"

Ye Feizhe managed to regain a little speech ability from the shock, and said tolerantly: "It's okay, you continue to talk."

He promised not to kill Fang Jianhong.

Fang Jianhong stared at the injustice with deep eyes: "Brother, everyone knows that you are a swordsman, and everyone knows your reputation as a thousand-year-old worry. The only person who gave you a knife when you took over as the head of the fairy , what does this represent?"

Ye Feizhe: "..."

Then the problem is coming.

What gave Fang Jianhong the confidence that someone could sneak into his house and deliver a knife to him without him noticing?

For a while, Ye Feizhe really couldn't tell whether Fang Jianhong was so stupid that it was a headache, or that he was so stupid that it was pitiful.

Fang Jianhong didn't even think about the fact that Ye Feizhe did it himself.

He spoke eloquently, his fists clenched tighter, and his words became more and more indignant: "This is obviously a provocation to your dignity as a sword cultivator, brother! You hit our Xuanshan in the face!"

Ye Feizhe: "..."

He thought about it, and thought that it would be better for him not to tell the truth.

After all, Ye Feizhe didn't want the words "Bao Xingjian repaired and abandoned the sword to repair the knife, the only son of the ruthless one to forget his father's birthday" and the book was sold all over the immortals and demons with a bang the next day.

So Ye Feizhe echoed Fang Jianhong's words against his will, and insisted on pushing the reason for the injustice to a mysterious person who did not exist at all: "You are right, you are indeed deceiving people too much."

"Brother, don't worry! I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and never let it go!"

After speaking, Fang Jianhong left like a gust of wind full of fighting spirit.

Ye Feizhe looked at his back, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a faint smile.

In fact, it is not bad if the time and space are messed up to 300 years ago.

I can still see Fang Jianhong and others who are so vivid.

The time is so far away that Ye Feizhe even somewhat forgot how they came here and what they experienced in the past 300 years.

In my memory, it seemed that the weather had been calm and there were not many major events. Fang Jianhong and others grew up to be the only masters of the fairy sect in Ye Feizhe's impression.

Should not be ah.

Ye Feizhe had never thought about it before, so he felt quite strange at this moment.

People of their generation are really smooth sailing, the proud sons of heaven, not to mention the righteousness of the world, life and death, the most headache they have experienced may be the moment when they are thinking about how to avoid the door rules, and the most helpless may be the moment when the teacher is flying. Son.

Besides, what else could be the big deal?

How could Fang Jianhong be able to live up to his original temperament of worrying about ghosts and grow into a standard head of the immortal way?

Could it be that he really woke up and changed his past?

Ye Feizhe wanted to recall what Fang Jianhong had experienced, but what he recalled was empty, with only a general feeling, but he couldn't get into the actual specific events.

He stopped trying to embarrass himself in vain.

This grand ceremony is of great significance not only to Xuanshan, but also to the immortal way, and even the entire immortal and demon way.

The previous Taoist priest was born in Xuanshan, and since then, Xuanshan has been honored as the number one in the immortal sect for hundreds of years.

As the previous generation ascended one after another, the head of the Immortal Dao should have fallen on the head of the Dazheng Academy, the only one among the six sect masters of the Immortal Dao who did not ascend.

However, the dean of Dazheng Academy had no intention of doing this, and rejected it several times, and finally got annoyed by it, so he simply cursed him back and told the nominee not to bother her with learning, which just extinguished other people's thoughts.

After fighting for the head of the Academy, in terms of status, cultivation and combat power, it was Ye Feizhe.

At such a time of incompleteness, the title of Immortal Head is very dramatic, and it seems to fall on him as it should be.

While disciple Xuanshan was proud, he put all his energy into preparing for this grand ceremony, intending to make the world's eyes wide open to see whether they should be number one in the world or number one in the world.

Therefore, on Xuanshan Mountain, in the sky, the aura of magic treasures from the southeast and northwest, and the chariot spirit beasts found from the ends of the earth, carried the guests from all corners of the world, big and small, from aristocratic families and sects to gather in Xuanshan Mountain.

To Ye Feizhe's cultivation base, even if it is thousands of miles away, it is only a step for him.

Therefore, he changed his mind as he wished, and within a short walk, he came to several peaks where visitors were received.

In this kind of place, there are often the most voices of discussion from various schools and factions, and the most gossip.

For example, at this moment:

"Have you ever heard that the new Xuanshan Immortal Head doesn't even remember his father's age?"

The disciples who were talking seemed to be very surprised, and they reacted after a couple of ahs: "You said that I believe others, and it's nothing if the blood and family relationship of practitioners are weak, but now this——"

He pointed to the sky.

The disciple's gesture was not only because of Ye Feizhe's position as the head of the fairy, but also because Ye Feizhe was born in the Ye family.

The Yunding Ye family, who was hidden from the world, was born with a profound foundation, even comparable to the six sects of immortality.

He couldn't help lowering his voice: "When this is the young master of the Ye family, everyone knows the favor and indulgence of the master of the Ye family. How can he not remember the age of the master of the Ye family?"

"How can we speculate on this?"

The first disciple who spoke was very emotional and vicissitudes of life: "Perhaps it is because father and son love each other superficially, or maybe it is because the work of taking over as the head of the fairy is too busy and the pressure is too heavy, which made the young master of the Ye family lose his mind for a while and forget Because of my father's age."

The disciple felt even more touched: "It must be that the dementia is very serious."

"Isn't it? Think about it, we are already nervous enough when we are asked to do something by the master, let alone the position of the head of the whole world of cultivating immortals?"

Seeing that the two disciples were about to brainstorm and make up a bitter, heavy or bleak story for Ye Feizhe, Ye Feizhe finally couldn't listen to it.

He was afraid that the more he listened, the more he would want to hit Fang Jianhong. For the sake of Fang Jianhong's personal safety, he walked to a relatively secluded corner.

Most of the people living here are small aristocratic families and sects whose names Ye Fei couldn't remember clearly. It's a rare opportunity to come to Xuanshan. Naturally, they can't wait to hold their breath and be cautious in their words and deeds. How dare they talk and laugh unscrupulously?

"Mongrel!"

A vitriolic shout broke the apparent peace and tranquility of the place.

The person who scolded was probably very angry, and a sentence of bastard could not dispel all his anger, and a series of subsequent anger came out:

"Do you think that you can be compared with the disciples of Xuanshan when you come to Xuanshan? Don't take a pee to see what you look like, and dare to dream?"

Xuanshan includes the six sects of Immortal Dao, where the rumors are flying everywhere, and the rumors are vigorous and vigorous. Since Ye Feizhe was born, he has not heard such vicious curses for hundreds of years.

Generally speaking, for this sake, everyone directly started to fight openly and honestly.

After all, when his two masters, Dao Zun and Mo Zun had not ascended, the two swords of Sun Moon Zhaobi and Han Sheng Ji Ying suppressed the immortals and demons. The moth.

The scolding boy inside successfully broke Ye Fei's state of mind, which had not fluctuated for hundreds of years.

Ye Fei glanced at the house number.

Oh, the Chu family.

never heard of that.

There are hundreds of families and thousands of clans, how can Ye Feizhe have the time to memorize those families who are not acquainted one by one?

But it is undeniable that when he saw the word Chu, his heart did move slightly.

Ye Fei raised his hand and gently knocked on the door a few times.

As soon as the voice of the scolding boy changed, he immediately became courteous and respectful: "Where is this distinguished guest? Wait a moment, the junior will come to open the door."

Come to think of it, no matter who can live here, they are not the ones he can afford to offend.

Chu You, who scolded him bloody just now, was not only not ashamed and moved, but even a little bit familiar and wanted to laugh.

When Ye Feizhe entered the space-time gap, without thinking, he immediately followed Ye Feizhe.

Chu You thought he had nothing to worry about.

His predestined relationship is over, and all the vengeance that should be avenged has been avenged, and what remains of the illusory glory of the fairy head is completely no match for Ye Feizhe's obsession.

So he didn't even need to think, just followed Ye Fei into the space gap.

When Chu You opened his eyes again, he came to the world here, to the courtyard where he lived.

Chu You can be sure that the body is still his original body, and all the cultivation bases that should be there are there.

But he seems to have an extra identity for no reason.

An identity that is almost exactly the same as his original world.

He is also the Chu family, an unpopular practice family, the son of an unpopular patriarch, and a young man who has been bullied and violent by his brothers and has no hope of practicing.

If it is said that when Chu You was a teenager, he really kept these grudges deeply in his heart, and even hated it to the point of gnashing his teeth——

He is now going through what he has experienced before, and he just feels nothing.

Those insults are childish and ridiculous, and those actions are also childish and ridiculous.

All with one hand now——

It doesn't take one hand, but one look to kill it.

Before Chu You could open his mouth to give them a warning and a lesson, there were a few sparse knocks on the door as it opened.

Just now, Chuyou's brother in name, with his hips on his hips, spit and scolded the young man who insulted him, hurriedly put on a flattering smile and ran to open the door.

The bright light fills the room, and the morning glow falls into the courtyard.

The beauty of that moment is unparalleled and indescribable.

The boy's flattering smile froze on his face like this, he was so stupid that he couldn't even think of a flattering word.

With him blocking the door, Ye Feizhe couldn't see clearly the scene inside the door.

Ye Fei has always been dignified on the face, even Xuanshan disciples may not be able to hear his words and warnings.

But today is an exception, and so is the courtyard of the Chu family.

Ye Feizhe didn't even pay attention to sensing the aura in the courtyard, so he glanced at the young man as he wished, and asked him, "Disciple of Xuanshan?"

He bit the four characters softly, with a hint of a smile that was not a smile, but he broke out in a cold sweat when he spoke out abruptly.

Chu You heard the voice that he was thinking about day and night, never forgetting.

Exactly the same tone and tone.

Just far younger and far more lazy.

"Why didn't I know that my Xuanshan disciple is so noble, and others are not worthy of being compared? Which Xuanshan disciple told some kind of joke?"