Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

The clouds and mist floated for [-] miles, covering the entire Fuxi Mountain in the sea of ​​clouds.

Climbing up to the long platform of Fuxi Palace, overlooking from a height, the billowing mist surges, collides and squeezes like a tide.The ever-changing sea of ​​clouds is breathtaking, and the mountains in the distance stretch, with lush vegetation and jagged rocks.

In Fuxi Mountain, in Qingsong Garden, under a solid pine tree, a young man is sitting in the shade of the tree, meditating and practicing.

The boy was about ten years old, with delicate features, red lips and white teeth. His baby was carved from jade, and his skin was fair and tender. He looked like a child of a wealthy family.

Bits of warm sunlight penetrated through the needle-shaped leaves of pines and cypresses, spreading on the delicate cheeks of the young man.

Clouds drifted past under the sun, enveloping the sun in his arms.The shadow cast down, and the boy opened his captivating eyes.

Those are a pair of extremely calm eyes, the autumn waves in the eyes are like water, and the eyes like a deep pool are like the bright moon, inclusive of everything.

In the Qingsong Garden, the flags were flying high, and in the sea of ​​clouds, wherever the breeze went, they were constantly dancing, and occasionally, the sound of "swirling" wind could be heard.

The young man stood up, patted his blue saucloth straight skirt, and wiped off the dust from the hem of the clothes from sitting on the ground for a long time, and then walked towards his courtyard.

Qingsongyuan, surrounded by mountains, has no exit, is isolated from the world, and is also isolated from the entire Fuxi Mountain.

The young man has been back here for three days. He calmly took care of his frail body, and also calmly accepted the absurd and bizarre things that happened to him recently.

After that battle, the self who was supposed to be annihilated by the spirit flight was lucky enough to be reborn, and returned to the time when he was 12 years old again.

He lowered his eyelids, recalling the past when he was young. He remembered that within a few months, this Fuxi Mountain would be destroyed, and his biological parents would become the ghosts of those men in black.

It stands to reason that he should have reported this matter to his parents, but when he thought that he had only found a few clues after years of investigation in his previous life, even if he told his parents, there was no way to find out, let alone his own words, maybe It's just dismissed as nonsense.Come to think of it, with such a small body with no cultivation at all, it was a kind of luck that he narrowly escaped death in his previous life.

"You were born with this fate, and you can't get rid of it." Xingxuan's words echoed in his ears.

Oh, doom?

If he was destined to be doomed, why would God let him be reborn?Doesn't this mean that he shouldn't die?Since the sky will not accept me, I naturally want to live well.

In this life, if you don't believe in the sky or the earth, the only person you can believe in is yourself.

He was thinking like this, but he heard a familiar calling voice from behind him, pulling him away from his memory. "Jun'er, are you being lazy again today?"

Wang Junsheng paused for a while, feeling in a trance.He turned around, concealing the agitation in his heart and the sadness in his eyes, and shouted. "father."

The shout was so natural that Wang Moshuang didn't pay attention to the complex emotions in his tone at all. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you finish one hour of calligraphy today, one hour of horse gait, and one hour of horse gait?" An hour of meditation?"

"Just finished." Wang Junsheng replied respectfully, without alienation, but without intimacy.

Wang Mo frowned, feeling that Wang Junsheng's behavior these past few days was too weird.Ever since he hurt his head when he fell from the pine and cypress tree because of his playfulness that day, his behavior has become polite and decent. Not only did he complete his daily homework in a regular manner, but he even got rid of the little troubles that he loves to play and not do business on weekdays. removed.

He had already noticed that something was wrong with Wang Junsheng. Although he usually had to discipline most of the disciples in the sect, Wang Junsheng was his own child after all, so he cared more about it.But since this kind of change is also something he likes to see, he just thinks that the child has finally enlightened.

However, this feeling of being abandoned by a son who is weaned from his mother's milk is as miserable as it needs to be.

Wang Mo's face was complex, and he still didn't say anything, but with a troubled face, he said: "In a few days, you will come to practice together with the disciples of the sect. You are also 12 years old, so you are very late to enlightenment."

After finishing speaking, he walked away with the airs of his suzerain, but the loneliness revealed by that back is really impossible to ignore.

The corners of Wang Junsheng's lips, which had always been slightly raised, finally drooped.He naturally understood what his father was thinking, but even though his physical age was only 12 years old, he was actually a 37-year-old middle-aged man. How could he hide in his father's arms like before and demand to be held high...

However, what my father said about enlightenment this time was unexpected.In the previous life, when I was young and ignorant, I was always loved by my parents alone, and I never took the matter of cultivation to heart. It was not until after the massacre that I destroyed my family that I was hit hard by it, and I forgot to eat and sleep to practice.

Or the talent is not bad, he with fire and earth dual spiritual roots can actually cultivate to a distracted cultivator at the age of 37...Although he still died at the hands of his master, and he didn't even find out what happened back then. For what reason, his own sect was tragically exterminated.

He rubbed his eyebrows, and finally walked towards his courtyard.

In this life, he will definitely not let the tragedies of that year happen again and again, so this time, he must go down the mountain to find the evidence that the Blood Martial Alliance intends to plot evil as soon as possible, break their tricks as soon as possible, and avoid the extermination of the family in the previous life The tragedy happened again.

Since he can get out of the Qingsong Garden as soon as possible in this life, then he has the opportunity to go down the mountain as soon as possible, and also has the opportunity to destroy the plan of the Blood Martial Alliance.

He secretly clenched his fists tightly, pinching his palms tightly, only feeling that the fresh air in the air was so penetrating.

Fuxi Mountain, East Pavilion.

One month is enough for him to thrive in Fuxi Mountain.As early as the moment he was reborn, he had already decided that in this life, he would never live as useless as his previous life.

In the last life, it was because I was too proud and made too many enemies, and only blindly trusted someone who was not worthy of his trust, so I ended up being betrayed and tortured.

Today, it was their morning class at Fuxi Mountain again. All the young disciples sat on the futons and listened carefully to what a Golden Core monk in front of the temple said.In the final analysis, the morning class is to teach some disciples who have just explored the most basic way of cultivation or some precautions for cultivation. For Wang Junsheng, it is as simple as sleeping.

But Wang Junsheng didn't want to be too special, so he attended every day on time.But the most fundamental reason is that Wang Junsheng needs to go down the mountain, and going down the mountain, morning class is his only way at present.

Because the morning class is over, the Taoist priests who teach will give out various tasks, and the disciples of Fuxi Mountain will accept the commission and go down the mountain to kill demons and demons.

Tasks are divided into three categories: easy, normal, and difficult.

The task needs to be exchanged with star stones, and only by completing the content of the morning lesson can a certain amount of star stones be obtained.

And until today, the star stones he possessed were enough for him to exchange for the simplest tasks.

The morning class ended as usual, and all the disciples walked out of the Hall of Listening to the Rain one after another, but Wang Junsheng did not move.

A petite boy beside him asked, "Jun Sheng, why don't you leave today?"

In Fuxi Mountain, everything is based on seniority, and it will not change because you are the son of the suzerain of Fuxi Mountain.

Wang Junsheng has no objection to this order, after all, he does not need the so-called specialization.

He nodded to the boy with a faint smile, and Xin's long body slowly stood up. "Well, I'm going to take on a mission this time."

The young man was taken aback by Wang Junsheng's smile, but he immediately came back to his senses, opened his eyes wide, and moved forward anxiously to stop him. "Jun Sheng, you want to go down the mountain? The task of slaying demons is too difficult, let's wait until we grow up."

The young man was also as old as Wang Junsheng, and when he heard what Wang Junsheng said, he immediately felt his scalp tingle and retreated.

Wang Junsheng still looked at the boy with a good temper, and explained politely: "I will go down the mountain with my seniors, and it's just a simple task. It won't be difficult if I think about it."

The boy hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll go too."

Wang Junsheng nodded with a smile, neither refusing nor supporting.

The two walked in the direction of the Golden Core cultivator, but there were already some cultivators gathered there, who seemed to be about 16 years old, which happened to be the age for going down the mountain to practice.

For those monks who are around 16 years old, there is no need to take this most basic morning class, but after the morning class is over, it is the territory of those 16-year-old monks. After all, they need to go down the mountain to kill demons and demons to obtain merit points, and merit points, It is the only way to obtain spirit stones.

Those teenagers and girls were choosing tasks, but they felt strange when they saw two children coming.

Du Moyue is the oldest monk in the team. Female monks are rare in the first place, and she is talented and intelligent, so she is respected by all the seniors.She frowned and stared at the two children walking straight in front of her. Although she didn't know one of the boys who was following behind, she did know Wang Junsheng. The voice rang out. "I don't know what the suzerain's son is doing here?"

The young man beside Wang Junsheng, Mo Lan, was frightened by the cold voice, and immediately shrank behind Wang Junsheng, pulled Wang Junsheng's sleeve with some fear, and said, "Are we really going to accept the mission? "

Wang Junsheng didn't answer him, but just saluted Du Moyue respectfully. "Brother Wang Junsheng, I hope I can go down the mountain with my brothers and sisters to practice."

He doesn't need to say anything, his identity can already give them a little fear.

Wang Junsheng, the only son of the suzerain Wang Moshuang, is a genius who is rarely seen in rumors.

Everyone was shocked, shocked by his words of going down the mountain together, and a strange atmosphere filled the entire Tingyu Hall.

Wang Junsheng smiled just right, his delicate cheeks looked full of sincerity.He really does not need the status of the suzerain's only son, but sometimes, in order to achieve certain purposes, why not use it?

Mo Lan carefully looked at the young man in front of him who was full of unique temperament, and the senior brother and sister opposite the young man who moved slightly, always felt that Wang Junsheng's smile was full of malice.

Mo Lan: Huh huh?Isn't Junsheng's smile always the smile of a modest gentleman?Why do I feel a chill?

The brothers and sisters in front of Wang Junsheng: ...

Don't everyone say that Junior Brother Wang Junsheng is a modest gentleman?Why did they all feel the malice in his smile?