After transmigrating into cannon fodder, he and the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

After sending Qin Chulan away, Shen Yixiu returned to the room.

Seeing Shen Yixiu coming in, the Nightmare Beast was very nervous, tightly guarding the only two eggs left under its belly, for fear of being snatched by Shen Yixiu and giving it to someone else.

Shen Yixiu felt helpless.

The Nightmare Beast takes the role of "mother" too deeply, as if it gave birth to these two brocade eggs.

Shen Yixiu lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on the bed, and then continued to exercise his spiritual consciousness.

The Nightmare Beast moved its stomach and continued to hatch eggs seriously.

The white statue walked around the room like a chicken, practicing shutting up and not speaking, trying to be truly as quiet as a chicken.

Fengshuyuan stood quietly in the hidden place of Fufeng.

Surrounded by forests and bamboo seas.

Occasionally there is a wind blowing, and the green sea is rippling.

Everything seems so coordinated.

Shen Yixiu has always been focused on doing things, and the time passed quickly after he was immersed in it. He didn't withdraw from the practice until he felt a little tired.

At this time, it was already late at night.

The sand sculpture fell asleep next to the corner of the wall, and the nightmare beast was still concentrating on incubating its eggs, nestling there in a small lump. When looking at its belly, its round eyes were full of "the brilliance of a loving mother".

It seems that he has forgotten his species gender.

Seeing Shen Yixiu woke up, he looked at him warily again.

Obviously, Shen Yixiu took a brocade egg and gave it away very deeply.

Shen Yixiu suddenly laughed, "Okay, I won't take your eggs anymore, I'm going down the mountain tomorrow, so you don't have to follow, stay in the yard with the white eagle to hatch and watch over the house."

The next day.

Shen Yixiu carried a stack of talisman papers that he took time to draw, and went down the mountain with Cheng Yu.

Looking at the huge flying pen sitting under Cheng Yu's ass, Shen Yixiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—fortunately, there is a flying magic weapon, so he doesn't have to be caught in the creaking nest by the master anymore.

A huge flying pen is flying in the air, and the master and apprentice are sitting on the pen.

This time, Cheng Yu finally didn't forget to set up an enchantment for his apprentice who didn't know magic, and Shen Yixiu was immediately moved.

There were only two people going down the mountain this time.

So, Shen Yixiu asked: "Master, why did we go down the mountain this time?"

Cheng Yu glanced at Shen Yixiu, and said: "At the foot of Nanshan Mountain, something happened to the Lingjian Sect, which belongs to the sect of the Shangqing Sect, and something happened. My junior asked me to go and have a look first, and I would like to give you some apprenticeship gifts by the way."

Originally, Cheng Yu went there alone, but suddenly, he thought of Shen Yixiu.

do not

All the disciples of the peak size will be given with entry-level magical artifacts. Shen Yixiu is Fufeng's elder brother, the only direct disciple under him, but he has nothing, so he thought of taking this opportunity to go to Nanshan to bring Shen Yixiu made a trip to Nanshan Auction House on the way to sell him one or two handy magical artifacts—this can be regarded as the kindness of being a master.

On the flying pen, Cheng Yu asked Shen Yixiu: "Apprentice, do you have any magic weapon you want?"

Shen Yixiu was very moved, "Thank you, Master. I don't have any magical artifacts I want."

Cheng Yu was taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously, "Really?"

Shen Yixiu thought for a second, hesitated.

Cheng Yu immediately felt offended: "Sinister, do you look down on me? Just open your mouth, even if the auction house doesn't have the magic weapon you want, in this huge Central Continent, as long as I have a request, which side can't rush to sell it?" My favor? You must know that your master respects me, but I am a dignified person..."

The words were only half spoken, and Cheng Yu suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, so he shut up.

"Half what? Master, you are dignified and half what?"

But Shen Yixiu's ears were very sharp, and he heard Cheng Yu's words all at once, and asked Cheng Yu curiously with wide eyes.

"Master, half what?"

Cheng Yu coughed, glared at Shen Yixiu with hale and hearty eyes, and said leisurely, "Your master, I am an elder that even half of the Qing sect fears."

Shen Yixiu: "Oh."

Seeing that his master was so confident, Shen Yixiu looked up at Cheng Yu, and slowly said: "If you want to speak directly, Master, I will tell you the truth, the disciples do have a magic weapon that they have long admired. , the name is Luoling Xianling, can you send me?"

When Cheng Yu heard this, he didn't speak for the first time, but frowned and looked at Shen Yixiu: "Where did you know about Luoling Xianling?"

Shen Yixiu: ...

I read it from the book, it can save my life.

But Shen Yixiu didn't say that, he raised his head innocently, and said simply: "I heard it from an old man."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yixiu felt a pain in the top of his head.

Caught off guard, Cheng Yu gave him a headache.

Shen Yixiu twisted his face and said aggrievedly, "Master, why did you hit me?"

Cheng Yu pointed at Shen Yixiu's nose and scolded unceremoniously: "Why do you say I hit you? What is Luoling Xianling? It is a top-grade fairy artifact. How many fairy artifacts have come out in the world of cultivation since ancient times? You just open your mouth. Ask me for one, and I'll be kind if I don't beat you to death."

And Luo Lingxian Ling, Cheng Yu also

It was an accidental wandering, and I heard about it from a few casual cultivators.If Shen Yixiu hadn't brought it up again today, he would have taken what he heard about the birth of the top-grade fairy weapon, Luo Ling Xianling, as a monk's delusion.

It has been too long in the realm of comprehension... no fairy artifact has appeared.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yu glared at the black-haired young man again.

Just ask for the fairy artifact, why not go to heaven?

Shen Yixiu rubbed his head and said innocently, "Didn't you tell me to just speak?"

Cheng Yu: "..."

Labor and management really didn't expect that you would open your mouth so wide.

Cheng Yu took a deep look at Shen Yixiu and didn't want to speak.

He sat on the pen, letting the plain gray robe be rattled by the wind.

At this moment, Cheng Yu suddenly felt that his apprentice dog was really thick-skinned, and he could even say such things as begging for the best fairy weapon from himself.

"Master."

The black-haired youth suddenly called out.

Cheng Yu looked -

I saw Shen Yixiu staring at him, and said seriously: "Master, I want a storage bag. It doesn't have to be too big, it can hold my two or three pieces of clothing, and the talisman paper. May I?"

very low requirements.

Cheng Yu still remembers that when he first met Shen Yixiu, he was carrying a small nightmare beast in his arms, and he was still carrying a huge burden on his back. Among the monks, it is particularly conspicuous.

The black-haired young man has the golden core realm, but has never been exposed to any practice, and he has never used even the lowest spells such as the use of storage bags.

But to use the storage bag, you must learn the divine sense technique——

But Shen Yixiu didn't know how to do it yet.

Spiritual consciousness is not something that is said to exist. It is even more difficult to cultivate spiritual consciousness from scratch than to absorb spiritual energy...

It's just that the black-haired young man looked at him expectantly, his dark eyes sparkling -- his request was so simple, he just begged his dear master to give him a small storage bag.

Cheng Yu couldn't bear to let Shen Yixiu down, so he said: "Apprentice, if you want to use the storage bag, you must accumulate spiritual consciousness. You have never practiced, so you may have almost no spiritual consciousness, but it doesn't matter. Teach you little by little..."

Before finishing the next sentence, Cheng Yu was stunned.

Because the black-haired young man sitting next to him was fully conscious, looking at him with crooked eyes.

Powerful spiritual consciousness overwhelming, gentle, restrained, no deterrent, but it really exists - this is Shen Yixiu's spiritual consciousness.

feel my own

Cheng Yu opened his mouth to see his younger brother's omnipresent consciousness, and was speechless for a long while in surprise.

Shen Yixiu said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, my spiritual consciousness is very strong."

In fact, Shen Yixiu didn't know how strong his spiritual consciousness was, but since Junior Brother Lin was surprised at that time and said that he was the person with the most powerful spiritual consciousness among the people he had ever met, then he must be unique.

"Yesterday, you were the divine consciousness of the Shang Qingzong?" Cheng Yu asked.

Shen Yixiu nodded, "I couldn't control it at first, and several spiritual senses in the sect were chasing after me, it seems to be the elders of the Shang Qingzong..."

Fortunately, Lin Yize taught him how to hide his spiritual sense later, otherwise he would have suffered a real mental beating - after all, his spiritual sense is strong, but he has no attack power.

Cheng Yu didn't listen to what Shen Yixiu said later, all his attention was on the first half of Shen Yixiu's sentence——

A little out of control at first?

Just started?

Just started!

Cheng Yu grabbed Shen Yixiu's shoulder, stared at the innocent and harmless black-haired young man in front of him in disbelief, and asked, "Disciple, you said...you are so powerful when you first came into contact with divine consciousness?? You It means that you have never been exposed to this aspect, and your divine sense is so powerful from the very beginning?"

Shen Yixiu replied helplessly: "Yes, yes."

"Okay!" With a loud shout, Cheng Yu slapped Shen Yixiu's shoulder fiercely, looked at him with burning eyes and said, "As expected of the person my master has chosen!"

Fufeng has a promising future!

Fuxiu has a promising future!

After calming down his excitement, Cheng Yu pulled Shen Yixiu to sit down.

"Come on, apprentice, as a teacher, I have dabbled in spiritual consciousness, so I will explain it to you in detail..."

The flying pen was flying in the air, and the master and the disciples talked and listened to each other, immersed in the joy of preaching and receiving karma.

The speed of the flying pen is already extremely fast, and with the blessing of the speed-up talisman drawn by Cheng Yu, the flying pen can travel thousands of miles a day.

It didn't seem long before the two arrived at the gate of the Lingjian Sect at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

"Elder Cheng, you're here—come, this way please." As soon as he landed, someone from the Spirit Sword Sect stepped forward to greet him.

Cheng Yu nodded and followed him.

Shen Yixiu followed behind Cheng Yu, sizing up Spirit Sword Sect calmly——

Although the Spirit Sword Sect is a small sect, it is attached to the Shangqing Sect, so there are not many disciples. However, the strange thing is that every disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect passing by has no joy on their faces, but a sad look on their faces. in a hurry.

At this time, it was still dark, but the Lingjian School was covered with white paper lanterns everywhere, and white silk and white banners were everywhere.

Inside the lanterns, the candlelight swayed slightly. The weirdest thing was that on every white paper lantern and on the gates passing by, there were big "囍" characters, black characters on a white background, which was extraordinarily weird.

Inexplicably, a word appeared in Shen Yixiu's mind - dark marriage.

The author has something to say: drunk...a chapter written in a daze