Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

On the field, all the teenagers looked at the boy in front of them with unbelievable but longing eyes, but they all knew that this kind of good luck would not come to them, so they had to hold their breath and wait quietly for the boy. The boy's last choice.

Wang Junsheng sneered, if he was given a choice, then he would rather not have this kind of so-called favor. Who knows what evil thoughts these Golden Core cultivators have in their hearts.But at the moment, he had to hold his breath and not reveal his inner thoughts.

but……

Wang Junsheng was secretly happy, and the corners of his mouth could not help but draw a faint arc.

It was beyond his expectation that this Jindan cultivator had the book "Tianhuo Xuantiande" in his hand.It would be an unexpected surprise to get this book of Taoism at the same time as destroying the entire Blood Martial Alliance.

In his previous life, by coincidence, he was fortunate enough to obtain the first volume of "Tian Huo Xuan Tian De", but the second volume was missing.But even if it was a scroll-up Taoism book, it allowed him to comprehend some mysterious truths that he could not understand at all in other places, and made his fire-element spiritual root more and more refined, and even in the days to come, even if he only used the fire-element Infuriating can still be one against a hundred.

Then, if he can obtain another scroll from the Golden Core cultivator, will it bring his Fire Element True Qi to a higher level?

The four Golden Core cultivators in front of them all stared at the young man in front of them with their sharp eyes.The expressions of the four people are different. The two monks standing a little ahead showed confident smiles on their faces. They obviously felt that they had won the victory. I found out.

Wang Junsheng didn't feel it was funny, but he looked at the golden core monk standing in the front with a humble attitude.This Jindan cultivator really has a good plan.He himself has dual spiritual roots of the water and soil system, so it is of no use to him. Moreover, there is only the second scroll, but not the first scroll, so this Taoist book is just an exquisite burden that can only be treasured.

Come to think of it, if he was really just a 12-year-old boy, he should have been apprenticed to a teacher right away, but unfortunately, although he looks like a boy, he is actually a grown man who is almost past his forties. I have delayed my cultivation because of revenge, and I am not as good as those who are dedicated to Taoism in cultivation.But in terms of life experience, he is more than a little more than those monks who know how to seek immortality and ask questions. Naturally, he understands what this monk Han Yi thinks.

However, this Golden Core cultivator probably didn't know that this time, he had inadvertently stepped in, and it happened to meet his needs.However, Wang Junsheng did not expect that this world-shocking ancient fire system Taoism would be in the hands of a little-known Golden Core cultivator in a small Blood Martial League.

For so many years, it was really lucky that it was not discovered by others, and was not taken away by other monks.

No, not right.Wang Junsheng sneered in his heart. Since he knew about it, it wasn't the monk who got lucky, but himself.

A thought is but an instant.Wang Junsheng raised his eyes and saluted respectfully to the four monks who were facing him.The attitude was respectful but alienated, but the feeling of alienation was fleeting, so fast that the four monks almost thought they were hallucinating.

He smiled ironically in his heart, then withdrew his dreadful thoughts, just stood upright in front of the four Golden Core monks, and said shyly: "The four Golden Core monks are all Formidable senior, it is indeed difficult for this junior to make a choice."

He pretended to be very difficult and did a lot of superficial work, until some of the four Golden Core cultivators in front of him frowned, and then he slowly made a decision. "This Jindan cultivator is the first person to choose the junior, and the junior should choose him both emotionally and rationally."

He looked at the eyes of the other three monks, and he was not intimidated by their fierce eyes, but showed a gesture of respect to them.

In the end, Wang Junsheng turned his gaze back, and answered sonorously to the tall Golden Core cultivator in front of him. "Master, please accept the disciple's gift."

In the land of Shenzhou, a simple salute is all that is required for the ceremony of apprenticeship, and the demeanor of a monk must never be humiliated.

There are also two types of teacher apprenticeships, one is an ordinary teacher apprenticeship, which is the method used by the Blood Martial Alliance, and the other is more special, and the nature of that kind of apprenticeship may be comparable to that of Taoist companions.

A teacher for a day, a teacher for life.The two will never be able to leave each other for the rest of their lives, just like Wang Junsheng and his master back then.

Of course, later experience told him that the so-called ceremony of respecting a master may not be completely credible.

On the evergreen mountain, the warm wind blowing for ten miles brushed the cheeks of the people, making them feel a little dazed.

That pockmarked boy who is said to be called "Qing Lang" has an unattractive appearance. Although his appearance is not as ugly as that of Zhong Wuyan, he is truly far away from Pan An's appearance. If he is not as beautiful as that Pan An, he is just If you compare people randomly in this place, even if you just find two handsome boys who are more stunning than him, but it is this ordinary boy who is about 12 years old, who is favored by four Golden Core monks.

The boy "Qing Lang" stood calmly in front of the four Golden Core cultivators, with undiminished respect on his face, but his tall and straight body, without a hint of timidity, set off even more his calm demeanor. For dust.

Seeing that such a young man became his apprentice, Brother Han Yi immediately felt infinitely proud. He raised his eyebrows provocatively at the two ashen-faced Golden Core monks. Inner joy and excitement.

He showed a false and polite smile, with an arrogance that deliberately stimulated the other party. "Sorry, this boy chose me. I apologize to you for my apprentice, and I am grateful for your wrong love."

The two Jindan monks were not so angry at first, how can they not be angry at such a provocation now, but now they are outside, in front of many new disciples, the two of them naturally want to keep the golden core of the Blood Martial Alliance. Cultivator Dan's demeanor should not reveal a trace of cheating.

So they all laughed and laughed. "Where, since this young man chose you, it means that he is destined for you. You should teach him well in the future."

"Friar Han Yi, you always focus on cultivating on weekdays, don't forget to teach him well, don't waste such a great seedling." Smiling Tiger continued to laugh, the embarrassing smile just now seemed to never appear on his face.

"It's natural." But monk Han Yi, who was in a good mood, didn't care about so much, he just asked his new apprentice in a good-tempered manner: "What's your name?"

Wang Junsheng paused, touched his tiger's mouth slightly with his finger, recalled the handwriting written on the rice paper yesterday, and replied loudly and respectfully. "Apprentice Sunny."

"Okay, sunny, from today onwards, you will be my apprentice, and you will practice in my Luoxia Taoist Temple from now on."

He looked back at the other teenagers, then randomly nodded to seven people and said, "You also follow me to Luoxia Taoist Temple."

The young people who were pointed out were all overjoyed, thinking that they were really lucky, and they were lucky enough to be the most talented monk Han Yi in the Blood Martial League.

They immediately agreed, followed behind Wang Junsheng, and followed Brother Han Yi to the Luoxia Taoist Temple where they would stay in the future.

The two Golden Core cultivators behind them looked at their backs coldly, then turned to choose the remaining teenagers.Brother Zhuo Lan raised a vague smile at the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes, facing the sunlight above the green hill.

This is a trick to reap the rewards, and he plays it very handy.

The innocent monk Han Yi still doesn't know that he has already been squeezed and played in the palm of Zhuo Lan's palm, and this beam of snatching the apprentice is considered to be a knot.

But at this moment, Brother Han Yi is completely immersed in the joy of receiving the "beloved apprentice". How can he have the time to care about other people's thoughts? The gate of the Wumeng, through the winding Qingshan stone road.

Speeding all the way, the group of people was brought by monk Han Yi to a place surrounded by a circular formation.The veins of the formation are fairly clear, and the complex pattern on it is also a single color, filled with subtle sporadic light spots, and the true energy is not too strong.

The array is just an ordinary protective shield. For Wang Junsheng, it can be destroyed very easily.

There is nothing around, except that the formation is covered with layers of evergreen deciduous trees, and there is no other special place.

However, there is one thing that Wang Junsheng is quite satisfied with, that is, this location is not far from the back mountain he discovered in the Blood Martial League, and if he is lucky, it may be within the range of Luoxia Taoist Temple .

Cultivator Han Yi stood still on the spot, waved his hands, and suddenly there was a gap in the halo of the formation covering this place, reaching high into the sky. He raised his foot and walked in, raised his eyebrows, and signaled to the disciples behind him to hurry up. Come in.

Without any hesitation, Wang Junsheng followed the monk in front of him and stepped into the magic circle.

Outside the magic circle, and inside the magic circle, they can almost be regarded as two worlds.

There were several tall buildings in what should have been an open space. Not far away, there was a stone cave, but the entrance of the cave was blocked by a stubborn stone. It was probably the place where monk Han Yi practiced.

Brother Han Yi stood still, turned around, and looked at the apprentices he accepted today. He raised his head and said coldly: "From today on, this is the place for you to practice, and you will eat, wear, live and travel here in the future. Don't worry about it." Thinking of going out, because this place is isolated from the outside world, you can't go out."

Wang Junsheng's heart skipped a beat.I thought, so this is how they slowly nibbled at these seekers, imprisoned them, slowly disintegrated their defenses, and then devoured them to nothing.

Brother Han Yi raised a hand, pointed at Wang Junsheng's pretending to be "Sunny", and continued: "You, stay here, others, first go to the Taoist monastery with your senior brother to rest, and gather here in three days .”

Following his command, a foundation cultivator flying with a sword came quickly not far away.The moment he landed on the ground, he took back his sword, stood beside Brother Han Yi, and bowed respectfully with his fists clasped. "See Master."

The man's expression was dull, without a trace of expression.Wang Junsheng stared at him with dark eyes, and then suddenly realized.

Another disused monk.

He glanced at it, then turned his gaze away.

The other seven teenagers came here for the first time, and they were full of novelty in everything. Although they complained a little in their hearts that their master preferred that "sunny", they dared not speak out.

In the end, they had no choice but to listen to the master's words and go to the back of the monastery with their senior brothers.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared at the end of the green hill that Brother Han Yi withdrew his gaze and said to Wang Junsheng, "Follow me."

Without any hesitation, Wang Junsheng followed Brother Han Yi to the cave.