I may be a fake cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

The old Daoist flew with his sword, and the mountain wind blew his old Daoist robe, and the hem of the clothes blurred Liu Lian's face.He held the milk baby Gulu in one hand and Lao Dao's thigh in the other. His little heart was beating wildly and was about to jump out of his heart.

He tightly closed his eyes, and the next thing he saw was a vast expanse of green hills and misty clouds.You don't have to think about it all, if he slips, two meatloaf will appear on the ground immediately.

The strange thing was that it wasn't very cold around the old Taoist, and Liu Lian even felt very warm.This eccentric old Taoist priest just said a word to accept him as a disciple, and he and Gulu lifted him onto the sword like a chicken and soared into the sky.

Fortunately, Liu Lian was not dizzy with the sword, he was just a little afraid of heights.After the old Taoist's flying speed stabilized, Liu Lian became less nervous.

As soon as he relaxes, he starts thinking wildly.

For example, this old Taoist looks very powerful at first glance.And this kind of plot of "being besieged and immortal worshiping a master outside the world as a teacher" obviously will not be the turn of cannon fodder.

But... alas.Liu Lian glanced at the milk doll system in his arms, even the system has become a brat, what else can he expect?

Whatever it is, since there is no restraint, he can let himself go.

The attacks of the ghost master and the ghosts really made Liu Lian feel lingering fear, which showed that the level of danger in this world was not low, and it was not a world where you could eat and wait to die.Therefore, he must practice hard with the old Taoist priest, and he must first have the ability to protect himself before he can talk about other things.The shards of the main god cannot be used indiscriminately, and some greedy guys may be attracted.

After all, not everyone has access to the power of the "world core".

Before the sun set, the old Taoist brought Liu Lian down on a mountain.There is a small Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. It is obvious that the incense is not strong, and the wall ash has fallen off.There are a few crooked neck trees planted around the Taoist temple, which don't look energetic.But their arrangement is very regular, seemingly chaotic but actually form some kind of formation.

The old Taoist led Liu Lian to wait at the entrance of the Taoist temple. The long sword was unsheathed behind his back and plunged into the soil in front of Liu Lian.There was a cold light flowing on the blade, even though the style was simple and unremarkable, Liu Lian could feel that this sword was definitely not ordinary.

He tried to reach out to touch the hilt of the sword, and heard a long sword groan.

"My dear boy, come quickly to worship Sanqing." The old Taoist took out a torn futon, patted the dust off it, put it in front of the faded Sanqing statue, and called Liu Lian into the hall.

Liu Lian knelt down obediently, raised her small face to look at the wooden sculpture Sanqing in the candlelight.I don't know how many years have passed, the paint film on the statue has long since peeled off, and only a few fragments can still faintly see a little color.

Green smoke curled up from the incense burner, and the face of the god could not be seen clearly.Liu Lian secretly said: Grandpa bless you, let me live a good life.

After he worshiped Sanqing piously, his stomach made a rumbling sound.The old Daoist heard it with sharp ears, he smiled, and sat down on the altar table without any hesitation, crossing his legs, how can he have the appearance of a worldly expert?

He raised his hand, and Gulu, who was in a deep sleep, flew into his hand in an instant.

Liu Lian shouted anxiously: "What are you doing!"

The old Taoist smiled strangely and stretched out his long and thin fingers, pinched Gulu's fat face, and made him cry immediately.

"Woo-wah--" Gulu opened his throat and burst into tears, and Liu Lian rushed over to snatch it in a rage.The old man turned around lightly, and held up the crying Gulu.

"You are hungry," the old Taoist said leisurely, "this little baby is also hungry."

Liu Lian sensed that there was something in the old man's words, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn old man, don't hurt him!"

The old Taoist didn't seem to hear his stern threats, and continued to speak: "I'm hungry as a teacher. Unfortunately, there is no food here."

"My boy, what are you going to do this time?" The old Taoist looked at Liu Lian with a smile.

Liu Lian: "..."

People under the eaves had to bow their heads.Liu Lian held back his anger and said to the old Taoist priest: "Tu'er understands, I'm going to find something to eat." He ran out with his short legs, leaving the old Taoist holding the child and coaxing happily.

With a flash of sharp light on the long sword, it pulled out from the soil by itself, and followed Liu Lian soundlessly.A stream of water mist suddenly condensed on the flat ground, and a slender, pale hand suddenly appeared in the air.

"Xuan Ming, you are not kind." The young man said dissatisfied, "How can you let such a small child go foraging alone?"

Xuan Mingzi didn't take it seriously, and made Gulu giggle sweetly: "What do you know, a strict teacher produces a high-level apprentice. If you don't exercise since childhood, how can you become a talent in the future?"

Sword Spirit was very speechless to his lazy attitude: "Come on, it's just that I'm too lazy to dig those sweet potatoes in the backyard. What do you do to make it sound so nice?"

While the snow clothes were flapping, the sword spirit came to Xuan Mingzi, looking down at him from a high position.Xuan Mingzi was shrouded in his shadow, stared at by that dissatisfied gaze for a long time, no matter how thick his old face was, he couldn't hold back his face: "What are you doing?"

The sword spirit slowly stretched out his hand, stroked his old face that had been honed by the years, and sighed: "If it becomes like this, don't you regret it... If you didn't spend your cultivation base to recast me back then."

How did it get to this point?

In the past, he was also the chief disciple of the famous sect of the righteous way. He became famous all over the world at a young age. He is handsome and handsome...

Xuan Mingzi looks like a thin old man, but in fact, he is only 32 years old this year.

"It's none of your business for the poor Taoist to do it voluntarily." Xuan Mingzi rolled his eyes, didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to tease the child.Having said that, it was not easy for him to pick up these two dolls.

One is the emperor star Ziwei who has not yet shown his glory, and the other is the "Pojun" who is in charge of killing!He thought he was just passing through the countryside and mountain villages to solve some troubles, but he picked up two special little things.He has also practiced the art of astrology, and he can get a glimpse of some secrets just by counting his fingers.These two children will definitely be extraordinary in the future, and they can even stir up the world.

Gulu hiccupped and babbled, and the saliva dripped on Xuan Mingzi's skirt, making the Taoist priest's head full of black lines.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a broken army, but a little lucky star.

"That child is not a mortal." Jian Ling sat opposite Xuan Mingzi, "Such strong dragon energy and star power...maybe it can help you." Recasting his cultivation base.But this requires the use of some crooked absorption techniques, and Xuan Mingzi would not do such a thing as a person.

Xuan Mingzi was very appreciative: "Is the way of Taoism natural? For things like cultivation, let it be. I don't think it looks good now." He especially likes the flying sword and fluttering Taoist robe, as if at any time I want to go away as a fairy.

Sword Spirit looked down at his palm: "I don't like it."

"I will always remember... the appearance when you took me out of the sword mound." The sword spirit leaned over, not minding the rough and dry skin, and kissed Xuan Mingzi's old face very tenderly.

Xuan Mingzi slapped his sleeve on his face, and said solemnly: "Benefactor, do you want to kiss someone with a sword?"

Sword Spirit gritted his teeth with Xuan Mingzi's face with a smile, as if testing the thickness of his face.

Xuan Mingzi tore his own face out from under the sword spirit's sharp teeth, and his freckled old face turned red from the bite.He walked out with the child in his arms: "Let's go, let's watch my apprentice dig sweet potatoes."

The sword spirit was a few steps behind him, with a complicated expression on his face.

Only Xuan Mingzi's calm voice was heard: "Just let it be. Don't worry about it. Pindao has never regretted it."

Sword Spirit lowered his eyes, Xuan Mingzi, a bastard, will always look like this dead.No matter how many winds and waves, he will never complain, and always smile.He knew what he was referring to. What Xuan Mingzi meant was that he did not regret casting the sword, nor did he care about sacrificing decades of time and youth.

But I care.Sword Spirit thought.If he can't find a way to make up for Xuan Mingzi's cultivation, he doesn't mind killing the child with the Emperor Star Fate, and taking the other party's star power and dragon energy for Xuan Mingzi.

Liu Lian had no idea that he was being targeted. At this time, he was standing in the backyard of the Taoist temple, squatting in front of the few sparse sweet potato seedlings.There was a small rusty shovel at the base of the wall. Liu Lian picked up the shovel and carefully dug the soil, and finally pulled out a few skinny sweet potatoes.

Sure enough, it was as shabby as that smelly old man.Liu Lian complained in his heart, held the sweet potatoes carefully in his hands, and ran back to find the old man.

There were only four or five, and they were all pitifully small.Gulu definitely can't eat it, but Liu Lian has no experience in raising children and doesn't know what children eat, so he doesn't even have to eat small grains here.

Whenever Liu Lian was upset, he would bite his lower lip.He thought that he was really a waste host, and he couldn't even get the system to stutter.He was sensitive and easily fell into low self-esteem, and his steps became heavy all of a sudden.

There will be no more milk in this mountain, how can he get some milk to feed Gulu?

The expression on the small face was very serious, and the cheeks were slightly puffed up.

He was just thinking about it, when a strong wind hit him head-on, Liu Lian instinctively twisted, and the wind brushed his calf and passed.He looked up and saw the old Taoist standing in front of him with a smile: "My boy, is your reaction quick?"

He flicked his fingertips in vain, and the subtle sword energy swished out, forcing Liu Lian to panic.

A dead old man will toss people!They don't even eat anything!Liu Lian cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off.This weird old way clearly wanted to test him.

There were more and more sword qi, criss-crossing, forming a net around Liu Lian's side, which became tighter and tighter.

The little sweet potatoes rolled to the ground, Liu Lianteng didn't pick them up, and watched them being chopped into pieces by the sword energy.

The old Taoist said coldly: "If this is the realm of death..."

"How are you going to save yourself? How are you going to save this doll? Let the poor have a look today, whether you are a rotten tree or a pillar!"

"If you can't get out of the net, the poor Taoist can only send this child to become a fairy with you." The old Taoist voice was light, and he pressed his fingers on Gulu's heart.

Liu Lian was paralyzed by the sword energy, and there was a lot of danger, but the old man was still provocative. As long as he pressed his finger lightly, Gulu would definitely die.

And if Liu Lian couldn't break through the sword formation, he himself would be torn to pieces by the sword energy.

He should have been angry, but his mind was extremely calm.

Although the sword array is dense, everything has weaknesses.He only needs to find out this weak node, and he can break the old way's sword array.

Where is this node?

A wisp of sword energy slashed through his clothes, and there was a sharp pain in his skin.

Lao Dao's cultivation base is very strong, Liu Lian can't confront him head-on, and breaking the formation by force is absolutely not advisable.Then, there is only one way to "resolve".

He gathered all the mental power he could use so far, divided his hands equally, looked at the direction of the sword energy impact, deflected them one by one, and then collided with each other, so that the sword energy could not hurt him.

But directing the sword energy is very exhausting. Even though he has a sense of power and is skilled in operating it, Liu Lian is still a child.

Xuan Mingzi rubbed his chin and looked at him, feeling that it was still not enough.He thought about it for a while, and then suddenly said, "My boy, it's time."

Those skinny fingers pressed hard against the child's heart!

Liu Lian yelled, "Stop it—"

At that moment, his mental fluctuations were extremely frenzied, and the power hidden in his body burst out. He waved his fists in a disorderly manner and smashed at the old Taoist priest. His big bright eyes were red and filled with hatred.

Why do you want to hurt us—! !

The dragon energy surged wildly, shattering the sword formation, and shot directly at Xuan Mingzi with an incomparable overbearing.The ancient sword clanged out of the sheath behind Xuan Mingzi's back, and the sword spirit stood in front of Xuan Mingzi with a sarcasm on his face: "I told you not to abuse children, play it off!"

Xuan Mingzi rubbed his nose, not daring to make a sound.

The frosty white sword energy collided with the lavender dragon energy on Liu Lian's body, and the unused dragon energy could not compete with the sword energy, so Liu Lian took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

He crawled forward in hatred and pain, and stretched out his hand desperately: "Give me back Gulu...!"

The child's pure eyes were full of tears.

Xuan Mingzi was taken aback, and rushed over to hug Liu Lian to coax him: "Don't be afraid, my dear, I'm just making a joke for my teacher... I just want to test your potential, how can I hurt you! "

He stuffed Gulu into Liu Lian's arms: "He's fine!"

Liu Lian took a closer look and found that Gulu was still sleeping, Xiao Pang's face was flushed from sleep, and he was breathing evenly.He held Gulu in his arms with tears in his eyes, and stared at Xuan Mingzi with hatred.

Xuan Mingzi rubbed his nose: "Okay, I'll pay you for my teacher."

The child's voice was trembling: "If you... if you dare to hurt him... me, I will fight you!"

Jian Ling quietly stood aside to watch the show, watching Xuan Mingzi frantically apologizing and coaxing the child, he was very happy.Xuan Mingzi is actually a slut who can make people angry, and now someone finally punishes him, so he is extremely happy.

He will never forget his heartbreaking pain when Xuan Mingzi faked his death, so that when Xuan Mingzi stood in front of him with a smile in the future, the sword spirit punched him directly.

Xuan Mingzi's original intention was to stimulate Liu Lian's natural strength, because it is very difficult for a ten-year-old child to open the altar again.It is only useful to let him activate himself through guidance.But he underestimated the bond between the children, which caused such harm to Liu Lian.

The old Taoist patted the child's head, feeling a little guilty in his heart: "My dear disciple, I know I was wrong, and I will compensate you for what you want, okay?"

"Really?"

Liu Lian immediately wiped away tears and sat up energetically: "Master, please give me a bunch of magic weapons and fairy sword spirit beasts!"

Xuan Mingzi: "...what the hell is that?"

Liu Lian said: "Oh, well, Master, you can't afford those things when you look at them. Forget it, you can get some food for Gulu, that's okay." There was a sly look in his eyes, and he pushed Gulu back. In Xuan Mingzi's arms.

Xuan Mingzi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not difficult."

"Remember to feed him, change his diaper... teach him to speak and read." Liu Lian counted on his fingers.

Xuan Mingzi: "Okay...huh?!"

"Good student, why did you change his diaper for Master?!" Xuan Mingzi was dissatisfied.

Liu Lian tilted his head: "Master, you hurt us."

The sentence "You hurt us" was like a sharp arrow, which swished into Xuan Mingzi's old heart.

Sword Spirit laughed and patted Xuan Mingzi on the shoulder: "I won't help you take care of the child."

Gulu cried loudly and urinated on Xuan Mingzi.

Xuan Mingzi hugged Gulu resignedly, took Liu Lian by the other hand, and walked away with a gloomy expression on his face.

That night, Liu Lian ate four dishes and one soup, braised trotter in soy sauce, deep-fried prawn powder, steamed pork ribs, sweet and sour fish and old duck soup, which made his stomach round.He hiccupped happily and spread out on the chair. It was the best meal he had ever eaten in this world.

This was brought by the sword spirit, he didn't need to eat himself, and Xuan Mingzi didn't touch meat, so he held Gulu and fed him rice cereal with a small spoon, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Jianling admired Liu Lian's behavior of bullying Xuan Mingzi very much. He believed that this son had a great future, so he decided to cultivate it well.He crossed his chin with his hands and looked at Xuan Mingzi with a smile.

After Xuan Mingzi fed the last mouthful, he put Gulu down and walked away.Liu Lian closed his eyes and rested his mind, guessing that Xuan Mingzi must try to find a way to win the round.Anyway, Gulu's safety is guaranteed now - the iceberg-like sword spirit promised himself that he would take good care of him.

The words of "teacher's wife" are of course much more useful than that of the master.

Sure enough, at the climax of the moon, Xuan Mingzi took Liu Lian by the collar and carried him to the side of the mountain stream.

Under the moonlight, Xuan Mingzi's taoist robe fluttered, and he looked like an unworldly expert.Liu Lian stared at him vigilantly, not knowing what the old man was doing.

Half of Xuan Mingzi's old face was soaked in the moonlight, and the other half was in the backlight: "My dear apprentice, I will teach you the first lesson today as a teacher."

He suddenly grabbed Liu Lian's belt and jumped into the mountain stream: "Only when you are on the verge of life and death can you gain more understanding—"

Liu Lian shouted, "Oh my god!"

Swooping down from a high place, the blood flow accelerated excitedly. Liu Lian was carried by Xuan Mingzi, and the moment he was about to hit the water, Xuan Mingzi tipped his toes, and rose rapidly like a white crane. A heavy drop, falling without buffer!

After repeating this several times, Xuan Mingzi had enough of torturing his apprentice, so he turned around and asked with a smile without blushing or panting: "My dear apprentice, what have you learned?"

"Hey, boy, why are you dizzy?"

Liu Lian couldn't utter a single word, foaming at the mouth and staring at his eyes, he collapsed on the wet grass.

Starting from tonight, Liu Lian's path of practice has begun.

***

In Yujing City, the heavily guarded side-by-side palace.

The mansion was brightly lit all night, but it was silent and depressing.A few jackdaws passed by the branches, making hoarse quacking calls.The tree shadows swayed and danced like ghosts under the lights.

The current emperor has no children at present, and His Royal Highness Ji Zhen, the son of the side-by-side king, is the most honorable child in the entire Dayin Dynasty.He is even qualified to ascend to the Great Treasure and aspire to the top of the world.

Now this noble and incomparable child is still unconscious.All the famous doctors in the imperial hospital were mobilized, but even the old imperial physicians who had experienced three dynasties could not tell what symptoms His Royal Highness had.

The side-by-side king could only watch his beloved son slowly weaken in the lethargy, helpless.

Ji Zhen was carried back in the study.

He said he was going to look for a vital piece of paper, which might not be found.Ji Yunchen ordered his subordinates to look for it, but Ji Zhen insisted on going there himself.As a result, in just one day, it became like this.

"My son..." Ji Yunchen was heartbroken and held the child's hand.Side-by-Shoulder Wang regretted that, this precocious child hadn't really been happy for a few days.Since she was a child, she had to learn the power of the emperor and the way of imperial servants, and she had to be tied to someone who didn't know the so-called, for the rest of her life.

He is a father in vain, even if he has great power, he can't earn freedom for his children.As the only son of Ji Zhen, shouldering the responsibility of the king, even if Ji Yunchen didn't want to bear it for him, he still had to.

Ji Zhen's still childish young man's face was so pale that there was no blood in it, and his breathing gradually weakened.He couldn't wake up, no matter how Ji Yunchen called, Aiko just couldn't wake up.

Ji Yunchen secretly summoned sorcerers to come to see him. The sorcerers all said that the soul of His Royal Highness was taken away by magic, and the one lying in the palace was just a shell.And their strength is not enough to snatch back the soul of the son, if there is a little carelessness, Ji Zhen will be in danger of losing his soul.

In the Dayin Dynasty, most of the registered sorcerers were alchemists seeking medicine, astrology and divination, and few practiced soul art.

The most powerful warlock is the national teacher, followed by the supervisor of the Sitianjian.But Jianzheng was imprisoned in Sitianjian's Observation Tower by an imperial decree, saying that a certain concubine was pregnant with a dragon son in an unstable fetal position, which might be dangerous, so he was asked to pray for the dragon fetus astrology.

Don't even think about it, Ji Yunchen knows who did it.The imperial concubine, that neither male nor female monster, stopped the prison guard from letting him come to see the prince, making it clear that she wanted to put Ji Zhen to death.

Is your eldest son important, or the future prince in the concubine's belly?Ji Yunchen, after all, you are just a "king", not an "emperor".

That beautiful snake licked his red lips from a distance in the dark.

Ji Yunchen's eyes were about to burst, and he almost couldn't control his sword to strike at the imperial concubine.

He held Ji Zhen's cold hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "My son... Father will definitely save you..."

Ji Zhen's eyes were closed tightly, so naturally he couldn't answer.

Ji Yunchen walked back and forth in the room like a violent lion.It's not that I haven't tried to make those warlocks cast spells, but they all failed, and several people were injured.

When he went to meet the emperor's brother, the poisonous snake of the noble concubine hypocritically suggested that he should invite the national teacher to come and see.It's ridiculous, invite that monster, I'm afraid his child didn't die fast enough!

The emperor was very helpless, his concubine had finally conceived a child, and the situation was very dangerous, he really didn't dare to release the prisoner to see Ji Zhen.But he didn't dare to face Ji Yunchen's anger directly, he was in a dilemma.

Ji Yunchen couldn't be bothered to continue wrangling, so he walked away with a livid face.

"Think of a way, you must think of a way, and do your best for this king—!!" Ji Yunchen yelled at the warlocks, "If something happens to your son, you can all be buried with my son!!"

The sorcerers frowned, and replied tremblingly: "My lord...the subordinates are incompetent..."

Ji Yunchen sat slumped beside Ji Zhen, his thin lips trembling.

"If my son is unlucky..." The Side-Shouldered King's eyes were empty, "Then, the entire dynasty doesn't have to exist." He held Ji Zhen's hand hard, and the madness in his eyes began to spread.

He can do it... use the world to bury his child with him, he can do it.This is his most cherished child, and he will never have the opportunity to watch him grow up and be happy for the rest of his life.

Ji Yunchen's fingers slowly groped for the tiger talisman on his waist, and tightened his fingers tightly.

"My lord, calm down." A voice without sadness or joy sounded out of thin air.Ji Yunchen raised his eyes in surprise, the moonlight penetrated through the window, and sprinkled on the white jade floor tiles, like a river flowing in the sky, milky white water mist transpired and gathered, forming an extremely familiar figure.

Master Jianzheng of the Sitianjian was wearing a cloak, coughing lightly in the night wind.He was still pale, with no color on his young face.For astrologists, the source of their spiritual power is the soul.Therefore, their life span is slightly shorter than that of ordinary people.

The prisoner quickly stepped into Ji Zhen's room, and with a flick of his finger, the doors and windows all around were closed with a clatter, and the spells glowing white formed a restraint, protecting the entire bedroom airtight.

His long, thick eyelashes cast a small shadow on his pale cheeks, and also concealed the mockery in his eyes.The prisoner took off his cloak and threw it away, sneering coldly: "My lord, all of you have been deceived."

The supervisor didn't seem to be feeling well, and kept covering his heart.

Ji Yunchen frowned, walked over and helped him to Ji Zhen's bedside: "Please save my child, sir."

The supervisor coughed lightly: "Ahem...that concubine doesn't have dragon seeds in her stomach at all, the concubine is lying!"

"I don't know what's in that concubine's belly... Your lord, you must take precautions..." Coughing, the supervisor swiftly removed the thin and soft clothes on Ji Zhen's body.

The boy's body is very thin, and Ji Zhen usually doesn't like to learn magic arts, but he has not fallen behind in martial arts.

The prisoner bit his finger, drew a spell on Ji Zhen's heart, and said in a low voice, "Solid!"

Ji Zhen's body trembled slightly, but he didn't wake up.

Ji Yunchen said worriedly: "Master Jianzheng...this..."

Jianzheng's face turned paler, and the curse seal just now seemed to have consumed a lot of his energy.His voice sounded a little weak: "My lord...His Royal Highness's soul has been preserved. But I have limited abilities, and I am unable to fight for His Highness's soul at this time... Please forgive me, my lord."

"This talisman must never be washed away...it can protect His Highness's soul and prevent evil spirits from invading. With this talisman, as long as His Royal Highness's body is intact, the warlock will not be able to harm his soul. But this is not the case. A long-term plan..."

The prisoner took a breath: "As soon as possible... Find someone to summon the soul for His Highness, I'm afraid something will change..."

Ji Yunchen poured him a cup of warm tea, and Jianzheng downed it in one gulp, feeling a little better.He said: "I practice the way of astrology, and I don't know much about soul art... The magician who took away the soul of the son is very powerful."

Ji Yunchen sneered: "Isn't it the monster of the national teacher! This king will kill him alive one day!" The meaning of killing in the ending sound could not be more obvious.

Jian Zheng said: "A mountain is still as high as a mountain... As far as I know, there is still at least one person in the world who is proficient in soul art, but..."

Ji Yunchen anxiously asked: "Just what? No matter what the price is, this king is willing to pay, even if it takes my life, as long as it can save my child!"

The supervisor looked strange: "It's not possible... It's just that the person may not be willing."

"Palace Master Acacia, Xiao Yixi."

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