Don't move, say goodbye! [Quick Transmigration]

When Sheng Zhao got involved, Tan Qiao felt a little regretful in his heart, but when things got to this point, it would be even more timid for him to withdraw his preface.

In the end, they made a seemingly fair bet. If Tan Qiao won, Chen Xueshan would get 1000 yuan of spirit stones plus an apology from Linyan. If Linyan won, the monster would be taken care of temporarily by him.

Whether the apprentice benefits or gets rid of the fox, it is obviously a bet that benefits him no matter whether he wins or loses, but Tan Qiao can't be happy.

System: Don't... involve...

The more troublesome you are, the more troublesome things you will encounter. Tan Qiao hit his head hard twice: "What, it's so noisy! Could it be that the ghost of the snake demon got into my head?!"

System: I... no...

Tan Qiao: "Shut up! If you speak again, I will ask Master to take you in!"

How could the main character Gong know about the attacking protagonist Gong? Knowing that Tan Qiao's words were not fake, even though there was a lot of overlap, the system still kept its mouth shut.

After nearly 40 years, the news that the two old enemies were going to fight again soon spread the news that Jiuchongshan was changed.

What surprised the disciples of Jiuchongshan was that the source of the war this time was not Zhenjun Fengwu, but an unknown new disciple.

In the next month, Tan Qiao told himself that it is best to win, and it is not bad to lose, and spent seven days with this idea.

On the eighth day, Lin Yan came to the door again, and the two had a brief meeting. The next day, Yan Mingzhen visited Shuihua Palace, and was surprised to find that his junior brother had started to work hard.

"He said that they are all from the same sect and don't want to hurt me, so forget it when the time comes!"

The Bishui Sword waved several sword gestures in the air, and the awe-inspiring sword energy spread out, breaking up the faint clouds and mists that had lingered in the Shuihua Cave Mansion all year round.

Tan Qiao danced his sword angrily, and made a fierce move: "He also said that even the fox decided that I couldn't win, and the bet was just a matter of chance, and he planned to go back with him!"

"...Junior Brother, why are you angry?"

Not understanding his grievances, and not wanting the new clothes to be affected, Yan Mingzhen hid in the distance and said puzzledly: "You have lost your memory, and now you are only proficient in basic swordsmanship, so you must not be able to defeat Linyan."

Tan Qiao froze in his sword practice, turned his wrist halfway, and the next sword energy swept towards Yan Mingzhen.

"What are you doing here! Don't bother me!"

Decades of time were enough for Yan Mingzhen to understand his junior brother's temper, he didn't take it to heart, but stepped into the courtyard instead: "He's right, it's for your own good, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to be kicked out at that time. "

"Which side are you on!" Tan Qiao couldn't bear it anymore.

Yan Mingzhen made a slow gesture and analyzed it word by word for him.

"Junior brother, if you lose the match, you will not only get rid of the trouble of Xuehu, but you will also not have to go to Langya Blessed Land to take risks. Linyan is trying to anger you on purpose. Let alone a month, even a year, you may not be able to beat him."

Tan Qiao gritted his teeth: "I can suppress him with my cultivation, I am a little higher than him."

Yan Mingzhen shook his head: "It's useless, not to mention that Linyan Lingyu and the others went to Ziyou Forest three years ago, and heard that they found the lair of the 500-year-old snake demon you killed, and got back a lot of good things."

As if seeing the treasure nest of the snake demon with his own eyes, Yan Mingzhen looked envious: "The 500-year-old monster must have a trump card! He was bewildered by that fox. The beauty of a gentleman, you just click with him. "

It stands to reason that Tan Qiao, the monster killer, should have a share of the spoils of the snake demon's lair, but he was too seriously injured at the time, so he could only return to Jiuchong Mountain for treatment immediately, thus allowing those who are interested to take advantage of the loophole.

Tan Qiao couldn't remember killing the demon, so he didn't pay too much attention to the spoils. Compared with that, it was Yan Mingzhen's later words that made his chest tighter.

...adult beauty?

How is it the beauty of an adult?

Obviously it is Linyan's unrequited love, the fox looks so evil, there are many people who have fallen in love with him in this life, even True Monarch Yueyang has not achieved the true result, why should he become Linyan himself?

Is it because of the century-old fate he said yesterday with Xuehu?

That's simply because he's being self-indulgent!

Tan Qiao thought for a while, but didn't tell Yan Mingzhen that Linyan and Fox knew each other decades ago, otherwise he might have said that these two should be a match made in heaven!

"I do not!"

"Hey!" Yan Mingzhen was in a hurry: "Why are you so angry with him? You really can't let go of that little apprentice with a thousand years of cultivation? He beat me, senior brother!"

Tan Qiao's eyes flickered, and he quickly denied: "How is it possible! We have a grudge... By the way! I still have to figure out how to have a grudge with him!"

That's right, with so many puzzles out there, he naturally couldn't let Sheng Zhao go!

Yan Mingzhen had some doubts about the authenticity of the words, but it had nothing to do with him, and quickly put it behind him: "Forget it, you can't beat Linyan anyway."

"... "

After practicing the sword for a long while, Tan Qiao suddenly remembered something, stopped and asked: "Senior brother, what is the use of the spirit-gathering beads?"

Yan Mingzhen was taken aback, and quickly dug out the inventory in his mind.

"Lingjuzhu is a precious treasure that gathers and stores spiritual energy. There are not many in the lower realm. Why do you ask this?"

"Does Linjia have one?"

"Xizhou Lin's house? Linyan's original family?" Yan Mingzhen nodded suspiciously: "Yes, but was the one in his house stolen not long ago 70 years ago?"

Tan Qiao asked: "By whom?"

This time Yan Mingzhen had to think about it for a quarter of an hour before suddenly punching.

"I remembered! Isn't it just a snow fox demon, it can't be Jiuchongshan!"

After all, he said to himself as if he had strung together something, "So that's it... What kind of contract is it? It turns out that Linyan is going to collect debts!"

It's really not.

Tan Qiao silently slandered that not only the Ju Lingzhu was stolen from Lin's family back then, but also the young master's Chunxin was stolen from Lin's family.

……

In the following days, Tan Qiao Riri followed Zhenjun Fengwu to ask for advice. Zhenjun Fengwu was supposed to go to strengthen the barrier around Jiuchong Mountain for the competition in January, but in the end he was so entangled that he had to entrust the barrier to Fengcheng Zhenjun.

However, whenever he asked about the reason for the sudden penance, Tan Qiao always faltered and avoided answering.

"Master, did I have a relationship with Sheng Zhao?" Tan Qiao asked tentatively during the training.

True Monarch Fengwu closed his eyes and meditated aside, his face remained unchanged.

"Three years ago, you first met in the Snowy Land."

"…Oh."

It seems that the master doesn't know, too, the master is busy, and he will go to the mortal world for a long time to fight demons, so naturally he doesn't know.

Zhenjun Fengwu opened his eyes, and asked in a warm voice: "Little Qiao, but what did he say to you?"

Tan Qiao has nothing to hide from the master who has always thought of himself: "He didn't say anything, but he seemed to hate me, as if... he knew me a long time ago."

During the few days in the Fox Cave, the food delivered by Fuxian was actually his favorite, and it didn't seem like a coincidence to say it was a coincidence.

If you think about it this way... Sheng Zhao doesn't seem to dislike him very much.

In a daze, Tan Qiao remembered the last day in the snowy land. If the master hadn't come, what exactly would Sheng Zhao plan to say?

"The fox clan is cunning and is best at confusing people's hearts. Don't take his words to heart."

Zhenjun Fengwu raised his fingertips lightly, and a long red rope floated out from his cuff and wrapped around Tan Qiao's wrist.

Tan Qiao raised her hand suspiciously, the red rope was very similar to the one wrapped around the fox's neck by the master before.

"Master, what is this?"

"The fixed immortal knot can protect you from being invaded by demon spirit."

Tan Qiao was surprised: "Master, you mean that the fox will harm me?"

True Monarch Fengwu was silent for a while, and comforted in a harmonious voice: "Just in case."

...But if the fox wanted to kill him, why did the master let him accept the fox as his disciple and watch the fox live in his Taolin cave?

Seeing that Fengwu Zhenjun closed his eyes again, Tan Qiao couldn't ask questions, so he had to continue to concentrate on his cultivation.

However, just after the spiritual energy circulated in the body for a week, True Monarch Fengwu suddenly spoke again.

"Little Qiao, no matter what happens in the future, you will always be my apprentice."

Tan Qiao was stunned for a moment, always finding these words strange: "...Master, I don't quite understand."

"I hope your karma is over."

After all, True Monarch Fengwu walked away with his sword, and Tan Qiao's impatient temper almost exploded at his master.

what?How can he say something he doesn't understand like the strange voice in his head!

What will happen in the future?What would affect their master-student relationship.

Tan Qiao had no idea at all, just when he had no choice but to give up guessing, he suddenly remembered Chen Xueshan's reason for cultivating immortality.

A fairy once told him that after three years, there will be no peace in the lower world?

Three years after that time...isn't it now.

……

In a blink of an eye, the date came to the day of the martial art competition.

Within a hundred miles of Jiuchongshan, the atmosphere of all parties and sects lingered, and the disciples of Jiuchongshan hadn't competed yet, but countless spectators from all walks of life first secretly competed.

When it comes to candidates to enter Langya Paradise, Jiuzhong Mountain is the head of the four great spirit mountains in the lower realm, and now there is the most famous Fengwu Zhenjun in the lower realm, almost everyone in the cultivation world wants to witness the demeanor of the contemporary Jiuzhong Tianjiao.

"If you say that today's Jiuchongshan is full of wind and cloud, after the unfortunate death of the first disciple, the two disciples of Fengwu Zhenjun are also outstanding in talent!"

"There was Yan Mingzhen, who was less than a hundred years old and reached the out-of-body stage, and Tan Qiao, who was less than half a hundred years old, who was out of his body. It's wonderful! Fengwu Zhenjun really descended from the gods, and all the disciples under his name bear the destiny!"

"Linyan under the name of Zhenjun Ziyang is also a rare talent. The Nascent Soul stage is about to break through, and there is also Lin Xiaoran under the name of Zhenjun Fengcheng and Zhenjun Feidu. They are all contemporary talents!"

In mid-air, many famous monks who came to Jiuchong Mountain to watch were discussing. Inside the Western crowd, Lan Cha curiously asked the elder brother beside him.

"Senior brother Cang Ping, I heard that monk Tan Qiao has an extraordinary celestial appearance, three points more beautiful than the fairies in the beauty picture, is it true?"

These words seemed to bring back some memories of Cang Ping, after a moment of trance, he breathed a sigh of relief, put aside all kinds of distracting thoughts in his mind and joked.

"There are beauties here, and you will never forget them when you see them. Junior sister, don't feel inferior later."

Lan Cha, who was not as old as Ji, puffed up her cheeks: "It's not that exaggerated! A few days ago, senior brother also said that the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms is the fox demon who stole the heart and soul of the ancestor."

Cang Ping smiled and shook his head: "Flowers have thousands of colors. You are still young and don't understand. When you grow up, you might be able to become a morning glory."

Lan Cha's cheeks were bright red, and she glared at him with anger and annoyance: "Senior brother is really not serious!"

All 39 inner disciples from Jiuchongshan participated in this martial arts competition. Among the dozen or so new disciples, only Chen Xueshan, Sheng Zhao and Meng Caidie signed up.

On the first day, apart from Lin Xiaoran's competition with Lin Yan and other direct disciples, Sheng Zhao played Meng Caidie's best match.

A thousand-year-old fox has an insignificant mind, and it made a little girl cry in anger. The corners of the mouths of the real people who knew it all twitched, and they didn't have eyes to watch the whole process.

The contest between Tan Qiao and Lin Yan was scheduled for the afternoon of the second day.

March is the season of early spring, and the climate and temperature on Jiuchong Mountain in Zhongzhou is pleasant except for the clouds and fog.

Fengwu Zhenjun was telling Tan Qiao something, Lin Yan couldn't hear clearly, and he didn't have the heart to listen. He looked at Sheng Zhao standing in the audience who looked like a boy, and his heart turned back and forth, and finally turned into the one who had won over Tan Qiao. determination.

Lin Yan tried his best to look back and took a deep breath.

He has two bets to win today, one with Joe and the other with Sheng Zhao.

70 years ago, Sheng Zhao, dressed in red, rushed to Linyan from the window covered with moonlight, holding tightly in his hand the Juling Pill that Linjia had protected for generations. At the age of 13, he failed to stop Linyan.

After that night, Xuehu disappeared without a trace, Lin's family's status in the cultivation world plummeted, and his father turned white overnight, entrusting the family to him, ordering him to understand the world, and walk out of his own way of cultivating immortals in the future.

However, at the end of the avenue he felt, a sultry face emerged.

There are beauties who never forget.

…If his path is destined to stop here, Linyan only wants an answer. Who was the person who made Sheng Zhao sacrifice his life to save him?

Now, the opportunity is in front of us. As long as he wins over Tan Qiao, Sheng Zhao will not only consider making a contract with him, but also promise to tell him the name of that person.

This is the wish that he has dreamed about for more than seventy years. If Tan Qiao knows the truth, just admit defeat as far as it goes, otherwise, even if he kills the other party, he will win!

...As Yan Mingzhen said, even if Tan Qiao devotes herself to practicing for another year, she may not be able to compare with Linyan.

Linyan, who has a fire-type spiritual root, is extremely ferocious in every move. The fiery sparks make the blade of the Changhong Sword almost orange-red. Tan Qiao is not proficient in controlling the sword with qi. He ignores Linyan's offensive and directly chooses to fight with the sword in close combat. .

The transformed water vapor is ice crystals. In the eyes of many monks flying in the air, the two figures, one red and one blue, seem to be indiscriminate between you and me, but in fact, the Changhong Sword has been able to handle it with ease from beginning to end, and has not displayed its full potential at all. full strength.

In contrast, Tan Qiao, who was out of breath in less than half a moment, was already at a disadvantage.

"Junior Brother, let's stop here." Looking at the bleeding wound on Tan Qiao's cheek, Lin Yan persuaded her.

Tan Qiao lowered his head, his originally neat hair was a little messy by the wind, and the bright red blood dripped down his cheeks to the ground little by little. The strange thing was that he didn't feel any pain.

"Why do you insist on making a pact with him?" Without answering Lin Yan's words, he looked at the frozen tip of the sword and asked softly.

The two met not far away, and there was a layer of enchantment around the arena, and only those cultivators who were above the distraction stage could listen to their conversation.

Lin Yan subconsciously looked at Sheng Zhao who was watching expressionlessly, his bronzed skin was rarely flushed.

"This is my way."

"That's all?"

Tan Qiao didn't believe that the way for cultivators was to form a pact with a monster. If they fell in love, it would be better to form a Taoist couple.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Linyan smiled.

"Tao couples can be dismantled at any time, but the bond is endless. My Dao is just like this, but I realized it, how about you?"

The Changhong sword was clearly standing in the air, but at that moment, Tan Qiao seemed to be pierced by it.

"…I?"

Lin Yan's eyes were burning: "Before you lost your memory, you didn't seek longevity, you didn't seek great love, and the road to cultivation was at the feet of Zhenjun Fengwu. Now? Why do you want to hinder my way!"

Back then, I heard that the last person Xuehu came into contact with before fleeing the world was True Lord Fengwu, so Linyan gave up Diancang Mountain, which is adjacent to his family, and traveled thousands of miles to Zhongzhou Jiuchong, but unexpectedly, he was bullied by Tan Qiao during his apprenticeship. .

Now, Tan Qiao actually stood in his way once again.

"Could it be true that, as the rumors say, after junior brother was taken captive three years ago, he had an affair with Xuehu. After nearly a month, why did junior brother come back alive?"

Speaking of this, Linyan's eyes became colder.

Back then, he went to the snowy area to look for Sheng Zhao, and finally saw him again. Before he could say a few words, Sheng Zhao sent him flying to the bottom of a cliff a hundred miles away. Why was Tan Qiao unscathed?

Even when he was apprenticed, Sheng Zhao chose Tan Qiao... Could it be because of his deceitful and pitiful face?

Thinking of this, Lin Yan set his eyes on Tan Qiao's face that was even compiled into a script by mortals.

At this moment, that perfect face was pierced with a bloody wound by the Changhong sword, and his appearance was greatly reduced, but he looked even more pitiful. In the eyes of outsiders, he might look like a vicious monk who bullies the weak.

Lin Yan laughed at himself, waiting for Tan Qiao's answer for a long time, the Changhong sword violently rose again, stabbing in the air, and a long whip made of snakeskin appeared in his hand out of thin air, sweeping towards Tan Qiao with the sound of thunderclap. Joe face the door!

"Junior, don't you admit defeat!"

Tan Qiao pulled away from his thoughts slowly, and could only take a few steps back as hard as he could, and it was too late to dodge completely.

The tail of the whip slashed across his injured right cheek again, and the burning pain came immediately. At the same time, the complexions of Zhenjun Fengwu and Sheng Zhao under the ring changed drastically.

The breath on the whip is something from the snake demon!

They thought it was good, three years ago Linyan and several brothers and sisters finally found the lair of the snake demon in Zizhu Forest, this whip was one of the gains.

"If it continues, I won't show mercy anymore!"

Lin Yan didn't know that Tan Qiao was possessed by the poison of the snake demon, and when he saw the other party was hit, he stood there stupidly, feeling impatient.

[Little Qiao, admit defeat! 】

Outsiders were not allowed to intervene in the middle of the competition, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. True Monarch Fengwu could not use the spiritual spring to suppress the poison, and could only transmit the sound to his ears.

However, Tan Qiao on the stage shook her head vigorously as if she couldn't hear, and raised the clear water sword again to meet her.

[Little Qiao, don't mess around!throw in the towel! 】

When the long whip cut through the skin again, Tan Qiao bit the tip of her tongue hard, and turned her head to look at Sheng Zhao.

...What is the Dao, he can't realize it, and he never thought about it. It doesn't matter what Linyan's Dao is, he just can't let the fox leave the cave!

One month later, the fox will get into Langya Paradise, and when he comes out, he will get into the gate of the two worlds. If he is just let go like this, there will be no chance to ask the reason of the matter.

Whether there is a deep hatred that cannot be resolved, or another relationship, he will have to find out when he dies.

...If I have to say it, this is his way!

The long whip whizzed and lashed his calf, and Tan Qiao was forced to kneel on the ground with one knee, his chest throbbing like a burst, and his rapid and hot breathing almost burned his skin.

He slowly raised his head to look at Linyan, and in the astonished eyes of the other party, he slightly twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Thank you brother, I have realized it."

……

In the next fight, Tan Qiao became more and more stiff and clumsy, her complexion was as bright red as if she had been splashed with dye. After a long time, even Meng Caidie, who was the lowest in cultivation in the field, felt something was wrong.

Facing Tan Qiao's steamy eyes, which were obviously emotional, Lin Yan felt secretly strange, he had never heard that a whip made of snake skin would have such an effect.

But things have come to this, if Tan Qiao doesn't admit defeat, it is impossible for him to stop.

Lin Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to die or do you want to make a fool of yourself under the noses of your colleagues?"

He really couldn't figure out why Tan Qiao was going crazy, would he rather die to compete with him, or did he firmly believe that Fengwu Zhenjun would have time to make a move before something happened? !

But soon, Linyan knew the answer.

Just when his patience was exhausted and Tan Qiao flew to the edge of the ring with a whip, all the monks onlookers were moved, but they also knew that they could not intervene, and only one person stepped forward.

"Tan Joe, come down."

The young man with a face of no more than fifteen or sixteen had a gloomy expression. He stood beside the ring condescendingly and looked down at Tan Qiao, who was lying on the ground, until he got up tremblingly.

Countless superimpositions of the snake demon's breath had already accumulated the effect of the enchanting poison to the limit of explosion. Tan Qiao's brain was like a mess, but he still took a step back reflexively.

"You come out so I can touch you." The young man's face was menacing, but his voice was very soft: "Tan Qiao, come here."

The scene in front of him was already blurred and chaotic, and his hearing was barely swallowed by the heat wave.

The tip of her tongue was covered with scars from being bitten, Tan Qiao said vaguely: "You...do you want to make a... contract with him...?"

…No, what he obviously wanted to ask was whether the fox would go back with Lin Yan.

Although she couldn't see clearly, Tan Qiao faintly felt that Sheng Zhao took a deep breath as if suppressing something.

"No knot, if you don't come again, I will leave."

pat!

The Bishui sword fell to the ground, Tan Qiao staggered two steps forward, and finally collapsed forward as if collapsed.

There are two ways to temporarily suppress the enchanting poison, one is the water from the spiritual spring of the master, and the breath of the inner alchemy whose realm is higher than that of the snake demon.

Stepping out of the arena, Tan Qiao chose the latter before the water flowed by Zhenjun Fengwu.

Seeing Sheng Zhao who was not dodging or dodging under the ring, letting Tan Qiao stick to his lips, Linyan's eyes were scarlet, and the Changhong Sword in his hand trembled, and after a long while, he finally fell powerlessly.

He didn't know the name of that person 70 years ago, but now it seems that he doesn't need to know.

Seventy years later, there was another person who cut off his avenue.

…………

The moonlight is like water, and the night is boundless.

The 13-year-old Lin Yan stood up from the bed, and looked at the person who quietly appeared beside the bed as if in a daze.

"you…"

Even though he was covered in blood and his clothes were disheveled, the appearance of the other party could not be compared with that of the bright moon on a jade plate. I am afraid that Chang'e on the moon could only be compared by one-third.

"Are you...the god on the moon?" Lin Yantian asked in a daze.

"I'm a demon, and I like to eat noisy children, so keep your mouth shut."

Sheng Zhao only glanced at him lightly, and then paid attention to the pursuers outside the house again.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was brought in by that person. Lin Yan looked at his palm and couldn't help but said, "That bead belongs to my family."

Sheng Zhao ignored him.

"What are you doing with him?"

Sheng Zhao still ignored him.

"Sister, what are you doing with it?"

"...Little brat, shut your mouth!"

After receiving the response, Linyan's eyes lit up. Although he was afraid of death, his steadfast personality was like this since he was a child.

"Are you going to steal Ju Lingzhu? My father will be angry."

"Don't you Taoists claim to be good at cultivating virtue?"

As if thinking of some joke, Sheng Zhao curled his lips, and a hint of sarcasm overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "I use this bead to save people, maybe your father should be grateful to Dade."

Although Lin Yan was young, his mind was mature enough. His eyes shifted to Sheng Zhao's bloody abdomen. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what the teacher taught in school yesterday.

"You are so seriously injured, you will definitely die in my father's hands. If you are willing to form a bond with me, I will protect you."

Lin Yan secretly rejoiced that if Sheng Zhao had appeared one day earlier, he would not have been able to say this incomparable proposal.

"die?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Sheng Zhao suddenly laughed out loud, with a beautiful and refined smiling face, like a crescent moon clearing the halo, or like flowers and trees piled up with snow.

But soon, the picturesque eyebrows gradually changed from ridicule to mourning, and the monster who strayed here by mistake suddenly jumped into the night and disappeared.

The red dress brushed past the window, leaving only a dark bloodstain, which is still engraved in Linyan's heart.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid I won't be able to save him again."

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感谢在2019-11-1823:59:29~2019-11-2006:10:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Hanhan, wearing a vest and calling it a tie;

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