Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

The thunder is like an angry dragon, and the endless roaring waves are brought about by the lift of the tail, rushing towards the restriction.

The first thunder flower shattered above the restriction, without a sound, only a little bit of lightning debris fell and disappeared in the dust.

The second flower, the third flower...followed by endless thunder flowers, they condensed into waves.

And the endless waves, one wave after another piled up layer by layer into a continuous raging tide, which is still better than thousands of troops galloping.

Thunder collided with the ban!

The wave crashed and shattered, scattered into countless thunder flowers and thunder shavings, covering the ground with a thick layer, and some of them were flying in the air, everywhere.

The confined space is filled with blue-purple electric light, which makes people's eyes hurt, and their feet are erratic, as if they have entered another strange world.

In the end, all the thunders burst together.

The light that gushes out when it bursts directly reflects the surrounding area into a blinding white, and when Ye Feizhe opens his eyes, the sky has changed, and it is a new world.

From the dark and narrow space full of earthy smell to a peak, surrounded by green bamboos, pines and cypresses and flowing clouds, looking down, there is a vast rolling mountain range, like a giant dragon with its head at its feet.

It was the place Ye Feizhe was very familiar with and had been there for hundreds of years.

Xuanmiao Peak of Xuanshan Mountain.

He heard his own voice casually: "The Immortal Head Ceremony?"

These four words are bitten contemptuously, as if the fairy head that everyone pursues and admires is just a worthless name in the eyes of the voice owner.

Ye Feizhe followed the voice and saw the young man in red on the peak.

Exactly the same face, but completely different demeanor.

He is a real young man, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he has no setbacks, so he is proud of it for granted, and his proud body is as burning and moving as the red dress on his body, gorgeous and shocking.

The owner of the voice let out a sneer, and the tone was still half sarcasm, half sneering: "What's so important to do and worry about? Others recognize me as Xianshou, not Da Dian. If I can fight, no matter how simple Da Dian is , No matter how many omissions there are, it will still be famous forever. If you can't fight, what's the use of being impeccable?"

Sitting across from him was Fang Jianhong, who had his hair cut for the sake of the ceremony, wore a jade crown in a proper manner, and wore white clothes. There were two burning blisters on his lips from worry and anxiety, and he was obediently bowing his head. Listen to Ye Feizhe's lecture.

When Ye Feizhe said this, he changed the subject: "So you don't have to worry about it. It's my fairy head ceremony. Don't say it will be done well. I will support it if it fails. Who dares to say that it's not good? What's the matter? It’s not that you get married by yourself, everything needs to be perfect.”

Ye Feizhe outside the illusion suddenly came back to his senses.

This is me when I was young, really young, he thought.

No respect for anything, no fear of anything, proud and sharp, hate the world.No matter how difficult it is, if you hit it head-on, you will only raise your eyebrows and spit out the word "draw the sword".

At the same time, he is not forgiving.

Like the words just now, they were obviously caring for Fang Jianhong, telling him not to worry too much about the ceremony, there is no reason to burn his body, spit it out from his young self, it seems to scold Fang Jianhong bloody.

Not willing to have half a word of nice voice, soft words.

After too long, Ye Feizhe stretched out his hand to touch the phantom image, but after froze for a moment in the air, he finally let it go.

It's been too long.

It was so long that I even completely forgot what I looked like, what kind of temperament I was, what kind of words I would say and what kind of sword I made, as if I completely buried that shell and broke with the past.

Here... it should be the Heart Demon Tribulation in the Thunder Tribulation?

As soon as this thought came to Ye Feizhe's mind, he was pulled into a whirlwind.

In the dizziness, he gradually reunited with himself when he was a boy here, throwing away all the stability, deepness and calmness honed by hundreds of years of time, and all the shackles that were imposed on him.

Finally, he truly became the boy who had been lost for a long time. He had the spirit that a boy should have, said what a boy should say, and did what a boy should do.

Fly freely and unscrupulously.

Fang Jianhong listened dejectedly to Xun, hesitating, with a look of disapproval: "How can it be compared with getting married? Brother, think about it, there are hundreds of millions of people in this world of immortality, how many people become dual cultivators every day? There is only one such person in a hundred years, so naturally it is much more important than getting married."

this kid!

Ye Feizhe sneered and said, "You can't compare with other people's marriage, but you can still compare with yours."

He pointed to Fang Jianhong's hair.After all, Ye Feizhe and Shu Yao were masters and apprentices. When he pointed it out, Fang Jianhong thought of the memory of his hair being blackened by the five thunders, and his scalp tingled.

Ye Feizhe said leisurely: "After all, from your point of view, it is conceivable that there will be no chance of getting married in these hundreds of years."

Fang Jianhong: "???"

When he wanted to angrily ask Ye Feizhe what he meant, Ye Feizhe waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I don't want to talk to you anymore. You need to prepare for the grand ceremony, don't waste time here."

When he said that, Fang Jianhong's thoughts drifted away, thinking that this was the first grand ceremony of his successor head, and it was also Ye Feizhe's first appearance as the head of the fairy——

Immediately, my heart was full of motivation, and I vowed to hold this grand ceremony to the extreme, so that no one else could find fault with it!

After sending Fang Jianhong away, Ye Fei folded his chin and blew the wind on the peak for a while, then stared blankly for a while.

He is bored now.Fang Jianhong took over the Grand Ceremony and Zongmen affairs, and he encountered a bottleneck in the way of swordsmanship, unable to break through for a while, and also slack in practice.

In short, nothing to do.

Thinking back to Fang Jianhong's frown tightly pinched recently, Ye Feizhe got up anyway, and said in a low voice, "Forget it."

He decided to go to the mountain where the guests were in disguise to have a look and listen to their comments, so that Fang Jianhong would not sigh all day long and worry about embarrassing Xuanshan.

If it’s good, that’s fine; if it’s bad——

What is the Chitose Worry in my hand for?

Isn't it just for this time, to use soft and hard to make the guests shut up their complaints, so that Fang Jianhong won't blame himself?

If it was Ye Feizhe hundreds of years later, he would never have such an idea.

Just like what he said before, the so-called ceremony of the immortal head depends on him, so it doesn't matter whether the ceremony is good or not.

What's more, the guests came from afar, and it would be too sinful for him to take part in a grand ceremony.

But there is no if.

At this moment, Ye Feizhe is still a teenager, and he never thinks about the consequences and retreats when doing things, and only relies on his own passion and impulsiveness.

So he went to the mountain where the guests were without hesitation.

Not long after he set foot on the mountainside, he heard harsh beating and cursing from the courtyard gate:

"Hit that bastard for me! I want to see if this kid dares to play tricks in front of me in the future and bite me back! Heh heh, I must teach you a lesson today!"

idiot.

Ye Feizhe thought indifferently.

It is extremely stupid not to set up a soundproof array and close the door to solve the affairs of one's own home.

What's even more stupid is that he actually beat people in Xuanshan, on the eve of the grand ceremony that Fang Jianhong was preparing.

Xuanshan sect rules have always been lenient in small details and strict in righteousness. Students are allowed to play cards, drink and read scriptures without doing their jobs, but they never allow bullying by the same sect and bullying the weak by the strong.

Ye Feizhe couldn't see it.

How could he have the scruples to meddle in other people's family affairs?Immediately opened the door, said coldly: "Very good, gathering people in Xuanshan privately, bullying others, I think you want to be driven down the mountain, or simply don't want to live anymore?"

Chu Xiujin stared at the person in a daze.

He should get angry, what Ye Feizhe said was extremely rude, it was so obvious that he slapped him in the face, how could Chu Xiujin bear it?

But he moved his throat twice, but nothing came out.

Because Ye Feizhe's life is too beautiful, and his momentum is too strong.

A beauty should always have the privilege of being willful and domineering, but her aura is so overwhelming that people dare not speak.

Ye Feizhe has both, how can he not let Chu Xiujin lose all his words and be at a loss?

"This fellow daoist." He stammered: "Fellow daoist doesn't know something. This is my Chu family's home, a family matter. I'm just disciplining my disobedient younger brother."

What he said made Chu Xiujin feel guilty.

"Above Xuanshan, there is no family affairs."

Ye Fei glanced at him, understated, but could not hide the domineering tone in his tone: "If you are not satisfied, you can pack up and go back."

He was arrogant again and again, and Chu Xiujin couldn't help but get hot-headed for a while, and his blood surged up, and he asked loudly: "It's the post from the head of Xuanshan to my Chu family, even the head himself doesn't care about it." If you dare to say such wild words, how can I ask you who is there?"

A post by Fang Jianhong himself?

Ye Feizhe glanced again.

Fang Jianhong was actually reduced to posting posts for this kind of aristocratic family?

Tsk, embarrassment.

To Ye Feizhe, the big banner that Chu Xiujin pulled up was nothing but drizzle, and it didn't deserve his attention.

It is a common practice in this world that the higher and the more difficult to climb, the better things are, and it is the same when arranging accommodation. The guests who live on the top of the mountain are more distinguished and have more prominent backgrounds.

What's more prominent, the six sects who have good friendship with Xuanshan have frequent contact with each other. The previous generation of Xuanshan treated them as their own disciples, and they had a residence on Xuanshan for a long time, and they would not live in the mountain that was arranged for guests.

The Chu family is one or two families on the mountainside, and their status can be imagined.

Besides, even if it was the personal inheritance of the six sects, Ye Feizhe would not give face if such things happened on Xuanshan Mountain.

"who am I?"

He raised his eyebrows, and asked slowly with a smile: "Do you really want to know?"

At his age, what he dislikes the most is night walks in brocade clothes and pigs eating tigers.What kind of background, what kind of swordsmanship and combat power are all displayed, and it is a pleasure to run around the world in a blatant and eye-catching way.

Since Chu Xiujin asked the question, Ye Feizhe did as he wanted.

Xiao Jianyu, who had been standing on the sidelines and watching coldly, felt his heart skip a beat, secretly thinking something was wrong.

He was naturally happy when he learned that he was transmigrated into a book and became the hero Xiao Jianyu.

With countless gold fingers, she is easily number one in the world, behind her is a cloud of beauties in the harem, and when she raises her hand, there are people from all walks of life vying to be the thug boy——

Such a good thing, who doesn't like it?

So when he saw Chu Xiujin's various bullying of Chu You with his own eyes, he was also happy to see the results, and even secretly fanned the flames and laid down poisonous hands.

You know, that's Chu You, the biggest villain in the book, the only one who made Xiao Jianyu suffer and almost died.

Xiao Jianyu wished that he would die as soon as possible.

Therefore, when Chu Xiujin made his move this time, Xiao Jianyu remained silent and stood by as usual.

Until Ye Feizhe appeared.

As soon as Ye Feizhe appeared, Xiao Jianyu immediately recognized his identity.

Even though he hadn't met all the people in the world, or all the beauties with names and surnames in the world, when he saw Ye Feizhe, his heart skipped a beat, and the words "No. [-] in the world" came out.

If it's this person, this face can't be the number one beauty in the world, who else can be, who deserves to be?

Xiao Jianyu had slandered the author many times for not giving the title of the most beautiful woman in the world to the girls in the protagonist's harem, each with its own merits, but giving it to an unknown man.

He was only convinced after meeting someone.

Being number one in the world is by no means in vain.

Xiao Jianyu thought about what was there, and respectfully said: "Senior doesn't know something, there is a reason for it."

He racked his brains for excuses.

Ye Feizhe... At least for now, he absolutely cannot offend.

God knows why Ye Feizhe, who was supposed to be staying at Xuanmiao Peak, came here to meddle in his own business.

What Xiao Jianyu didn't know was that Ye Feizhe and Chu You would never have had the chance to meet if he hadn't pushed too far and made Chu Xiujin do something that the original book shouldn't have done.

It's like the two poles of the sky, one side is bright and glorious, the proud son of heaven, and the other side is dark and evil, with vicious people.Far apart, not related to each other.

Ye Feizhe didn't bother to listen to his excuses.

He casually ordered to the young man on the ground: "Raise your head."

The young man raised his head as he said.

The mottled bruises couldn't hide his original handsome features, on the contrary, they looked like beautiful jade covered in dust, which was a pity.

Although the pretentious meekness was seamless, Ye Fei turned himself into a Mahayana with keen spiritual sense, and the coldness hidden in his eyes could not be hidden from his eyes.

His mind moved slightly.

It's...unexpectedly good-looking.

It suits him very well.