Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Zhao Xuan sat in a pavilion at the top of the mountain, silently looking at the scenery at the foot of the mountain, thinking to himself, he didn't know whether he fell into a gap in time or... traveled through time and space.

He actually entered a strange body directly from the sky above Mohe. This body seemed to have... died before his soul entered.

The timing of his arrival was too coincidental, and his soul was attacked from both sides. He was severely injured and was inexplicably sucked into this body, and then he knew nothing about it.

When he woke up again, he found that he had been rescued by Xuantian Sect, inherited the identity of the original owner, and became the disciple of the younger generation of Xuantian Sect.

No matter how good-hearted Zhao Xuan was, he just wanted to say, "..." This is really fucked up.

After recovering from his injuries for several days, he took the opportunity to understand the situation. This was the world of cultivation, and Xuantian Sect was a serious sect of cultivation.

But Zhao Xuan thought carefully about it. In the three hundred years of memory of the prince of the Tian Clan, there was no sect called Xuantian Sect among the cultivation sects in the lower realm.

There will always be some immortals in the lower world who ascend to heaven, and none of these people are from the Xuantian Sect.

...So, Zhao Xuan had to suspect that his soul might have been attacked from both sides and flew out of that world, falling directly into the gap in time and space and entering other planes.

But the key point is that Wen Xuan and he are not in the same time and space now. It is the first time that Zhao Xuan encounters such a situation, which makes him feel a little confused...

The divine power has been blocked when he entered the plane. Now that he has really traveled through time, he has to find a way to see if he can severely damage his soul again and return to his previous body...

There is no other way.

But the problem lies here. He is the eldest disciple. The disciples of Xuantian Sect don't dare to fight with him, and no one will kill him!

Even if he wanted to trick them into implementing his plan in the name of sparring with him, it would not work. Now all the disciples of Xuantian Sect knew that he was injured and refused to agree.

Zhao Xuan couldn't find anyone willing to fight with him, and naturally he couldn't take advantage of the loopholes. This made him feel disappointed. He sat in the pavilion, thought about it, and soon made up his mind at the foot of the mountain...

Since everyone in the sect knows his situation and is unwilling to do anything with him, then go down the mountain.

In the name of experience, carry out your own plan. No matter whether it can succeed or not, you must always give it a try.

Zhao Xuan asked for training, but the elders in the sect did not agree at first, because Zhao Xuan was the direct disciple of the sect leader, and the sect leader was in retreat. Zhao Xuanruo went down the mountain to practice at this time...

The injuries on their bodies were still unhealed, and they were worried that they would not be able to explain to the leader after he came out of seclusion. For this reason, no matter what their angles and thoughts were, they did not agree to the experience proposed by Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan knew that it would not be easy to leave in an open and honest manner. They did not agree, but he did not have time to stay here.

Therefore, Zhao Xuan left a letter stating that he felt that he did not practice enough last time and wanted to continue practicing this time, and then went down the mountain first.

Zhao Xuan has become proficient in all the techniques that the original owner learned in the sect in the past few days. In order not to disturb the patrolling disciples of the sect, he chose to go down the mountain on foot.

It was night when we were going down the mountain, and the bright moon was in the sky. Zhao Xuan looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and suddenly thought about a question. What if he did not travel through time and space, but just fell into a different time gap in the same plane.

For example, he may have arrived in the world of cultivation hundreds of years later, or he may have arrived in the world of cultivation hundreds or even thousands of years ago, and at that time, there was someone named Xuantian Sect in the lower world.

By the time the crown prince of the Tian Clan was born, the Xuantian Sect had been destroyed, and naturally there were no Xuantian Sect disciples in the lower world to ascend.

This sudden realization made Zhao Xuan realize that he could learn more about the current situation in the world of cultivation without rushing to seriously injure himself.

Just after coming down the mountain, Zhao Xuan saw that the night was getting dark and he had no fixed place to go, so there was no need to rush.

Therefore, I chose the town closest to Xuantian Sect, went to the town to stay, and found an inn to rest.

There were several disciples of cultivation sects drinking and chatting in the inn. Zhao Xuan had not inherited the memory of the original owner, so naturally he didn't know which sect of cultivation sect was wearing these clothes in front of him?

The only thing that can be determined is that from their clothes to their swords, you can tell they are a cultivation sect at a glance.

Zhao Xuan did not come forward to chat with them, but ordered a bottle of wine, sat by the window not far away, drank alone, gently opened the window, and looked out the window.

Those who didn't know it thought he was admiring the scenery outside. In fact, his drinking did not affect his ability to hear the conversations of those disciples!

"This place is very close to Xuantian Sect. Why didn't this matter be reported to them and they had to come to us? It's really annoying. This is not our jurisdiction."

"That's right. This Xuantian Sect is really unworthy of being one of the five major cultivation sects. It doesn't even send anyone to handle matters within its jurisdiction!"

"We are both from a cultivating sect, so what is the point of saying that we have jurisdiction or not? Aren't we, the disciples of cultivation, living to save the people? If we know that there are evil spirits in this place but will not get rid of them, then how can we have the face to talk about cultivating Taoism and becoming immortals?"

One of the young men, who was sitting with his back to Zhao Xuan, corrected the complaints of his fellow disciples in an upright manner.

After he finished speaking, he glanced left and right. The disciples on both sides seemed to be in awe of him and immediately nodded in response to his words.

"I don't know what the situation is like in Yuan County. The disciples in the sect sent a message saying that there is an evil spirit in Yuan County. It specializes in feeding people with nightmares while they are sleeping, and then falls asleep and cannot sleep. So far, eight people have had accidents!"

"Go to bed early and go to the village early tomorrow morning to find out." The young disciple said concisely and to the point.

The content of their discussion was transmitted to Zhao Xuan's ears intact. He sipped the wine silently and listened to these words without stopping the movement of his hands, but the goal was not clear before.

At this moment, a name popped up in his mind very clearly, Yuan County!

This place was very close to the inn, and the accident site of the owner of his body seemed to be very close to there. Zhao Xuan intuitively felt that he should go there to find out.

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The next day.

Zhao Xuan came out of the guest room to have breakfast. Coincidentally, he saw those people downstairs again.

It's just that today they were not as focused on discussing things as they were yesterday. One of them was eating steamed buns and looked around, and happened to...saw Zhao Xuan coming down from upstairs.

The disciple stopped eating the steamed bun immediately, biting into the steamed bun without moving, staring at Zhao Xuan with wide eyes.

Zhao Xuan didn't think too much. After all, they were all disciples of the cultivation sect. Even if they were not from the same sect, they must have seen each other before...

He entered this body suddenly and did not receive the memory of the owner of this body. He could not judge whether the person's abnormality was related to the original owner...

Therefore, I could only tell the waiter to order a piece of Yangchun noodles, and eat as he pleased, ignoring the surprised look in his eyes.