The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, Immortal Master Jingtan came to Qingyun Temple to perform rituals to eliminate evil spirits.

Before dawn, a large number of believers went up the mountain, and Qingyun Temple was even more lively than festivals.

An old man with a white beard as long as his hair came from down the mountain and finally squeezed into the crowd: "Who is this Immortal Master Jingtan?"

"You don't even know him, but he is the only apprentice of Fang Xianchang, the great disciple of the Taihang Immortal Sect! Fang Xianchang has not been here for 20 years, and this Jingtan Immortal Master is the hope of all of us!"

"Wang Shu Xianjun was such a glorious figure back then, it's a pity..."

"Uh, as far as I know, the Immortal Fang you are referring to, he should not be dead yet, let alone accept disciples..."

"Hey, I hope Immortal Shu has benefited our common people many times. We still have to pay homage after the Fa Conference is over!"

"It's all about my apprentice...Wang Shu is not dead yet!"

It's a pity that no one is listening to the old man's words. A ray of light fell, and the believers rushed forward one after another.

Seeing the little doll who was several years old being staggered by the crowd, the old man couldn't help sighing, a blue air ball wrapped around the little boy between his fingers, helping him stabilize his figure.

"Huh." The little boy looked around curiously, but he didn't see where the air ball came from, so he couldn't help poking the air ball, and the air ball surrounded the little boy's fleshy fingertips.

It feels like cotton to the touch, and the little boy giggled with his brows and eyes curved.

He flicked his long sleeves, and was about to move forward when he was caught by a child who was sneaking into the side hall from outside the crowd.

This kid looked about the same age as the kid who almost fell down just now, and he looked as delicate as a doll, but was dressed in rags.

Naturally, what the old man took a fancy to was not the child's appearance, but his bones, which turned out to be a natural physique of all spirits.Even in this mortal world where the aura is thin, the child is surrounded by a layer of aura, but he hasn't learned how to enter the body yet, it's a natural material for cultivating immortals.

As soon as the old man changed his mind, he walked into the side hall dedicated to Wangshu Xianjun.At this time, the pilgrims were all gathered outside the main hall waiting for the ceremony. In the side hall, apart from the child who had just entered, there was also a child with a cold face who looked like a snow doll.

The two children were fighting against each other to touch the fruits on the incense table. After hearing the sound of the old man coming in, the two quickly separated, one on the left and one on the right, and stood on both sides of the statue, pretending to be the boy of the statue. Their movements were neat and standard, obviously training Veteran.

Not to mention that if it wasn't for the shabby clothes, they looked pretty similar in terms of appearance alone.

Also... isn't it too perfunctory for each of you to hold a bitten apple in your hand?

The old man stroked his beard, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the snow baby's bones were also very good, and the seedlings from the mortal world were even stronger than those from the family of the three immortals above.

He was about to take a step forward when he suddenly heard the sound of thunder.

"The stinky boy is finally going to leave the customs. Let him deal with these messes!" The old man laughed three times, and before he had time to discuss with the two children, he picked up a baby in one hand and disappeared directly on the spot.

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The thunder was mixed with the class bell, so that Fang Qian didn't hear it immediately.

Of course, it was mainly because today was a sunny day, and until this moment the sun was obediently hanging above his head, such things as thunderbolts from the blue sky were not common, and he was being completely distracted by a shocking little book on leveling up.

So much so that when the thunder struck directly on top of his head, Fang Qian was in a daze.In addition, there is actually a bit of luck.

Fortunately, it was the first time he remembered that this class was called by the madman Li Dazui, but the other party would never pursue him for skipping class.

Second, his first 24 years in the world of cultivating immortals should not have been just a dream. After all, Jindan Leijie had chased him to another world.

But the question also arises, what the hell is that book? !

Sitting cross-legged in the Qingxin Cave, Fang Qian was still thinking about this question, so that before he could react, the second thunder had already struck, giving him a heart-warming refreshment.

This is a novel called "Climbing to the Immortal", which tells the story of a child named Ji Zheng, who overcomes obstacles with his loved one all the way to the immortal journey.

Since there are protagonists, there are naturally villains and cannon fodder. It just so happens that one of the cannon fodder is Fang Mingxian Wangshu, who is the eldest disciple of the Taihang Immortal Sect.But he hated the fate of the protagonist, coveted the beauty of his lover, provoked and tried to frame Ji Zheng repeatedly, and was finally beheaded by Ji Zheng with a sword.

It can be described as absurd in life and aggrieved in death.

Fang Qian read his part of the plot from the beginning to the end, and he was very sure that it was not just the same name and surname written in it. After all, it was too heaven-defying coincidence that even the people in the entire mountain gate had the same name and surname.

So he lived in the world of books for the first 24 years?

All the other things are not unbearable, but the text makes it clear that he will fall in love with a seven-year-old boy at first sight.

Fang Qian, whose mother and fetus are single, has two worlds...

If he was still in modern society, he would definitely find the author to talk about life, and talk about how to modify the novel, such as destroying the so-called Man of Destiny humanely.But the problem is that he's transmigrated back again. After 20 years of being a rich second generation in the modern age, he was struck by a lightning and returned to the Yunji Continent, and back to the Taihang Immortal Gate.

And unfortunately directly ushered in his Jindan Thunder Tribulation.

Golden Core Thunder Tribulation is the first minor Thunder Tribulation on the road to comprehension. Generally, there are three or nine paths, often related to aptitude.

What Fang Qian encountered was the rare nine thunder tribulations in the golden elixir.

Just when Fang Qian was distracted, the third thunder tribulation had already taken shape, revealing a ferocious clue in the air.

Fang Qian subconsciously reached for the storage bag, and only took out a plain white Junhong sword without accessories, a wooden sign and three dull low-grade spirit stones.

Fang Qian: ...Is it true that I am so poor?

At this time, many people gathered outside the Qingxin Cave, apart from inner disciples, several elders were also present.

After all, Fang Qian is known as No. 1 in the Immortal Sect within a hundred years, and he is also the master of the entire Taihang Immortal Sect. He has been waiting for 20 years for this Golden Elixir Tribulation.

"Why hasn't the elder brother come out yet? This is the third way, don't..." Before Lu Yue finished speaking, Lu Lan covered his mouth.

Even so, Lu Yue still insisted on finishing the last point: "I miss him!"

"Who is the elder brother? It must be that the first two thunders are too weak, and the elder brother doesn't bother to care about it." Lu Lan spoke confidently, but his voice was a little weak. He is also a person who has completed the foundation, but he asked himself a thunderbolt. Can't take it down.

But considering that the one who experienced calamity was the elder brother, then nothing is impossible.Lu Lan raised his chest again.

"Why don't we make a bet and see what time the senior brother will come out!" Ye Xiaoqing, as the youngest junior sister in the inner sect, also has the least pressure. After all, she was not yet six years old when the senior brother retreated. I can't remember anything, even the gaming tables have been moved out by now.

"Okay, how about adding me?"

A gloomy voice sounded from behind them, and the juniors turned their heads in fright, only to see a fairy-like old man appearing behind them at some point with two male dolls in his hands.

"Uncle Master!" The juniors instantly became honest, and looked at the two children unconsciously.

Ye Xiaoqing sneaked up to the gambling table and quickly put away the game. Seeing the master's gaze sweeping over, Ye Xiaoqing asked subconsciously with a trembling. "Uncle Master, this is your illegitimate son...ah...haha..."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on her, with sympathy and contempt.It was only after she finished speaking that she realized something was wrong. Fortunately, Fang Qian's golden core's third thunder tribulation finally fell.

A white-clothed figure walked out of the cave, and his sword was like a flying dragon, slashing directly at Jinglei. This sword pierced the sky, and even the robbery clouds in the sky were scattered.

Seeing the headmaster's attention being diverted, Ye Xiaoqing heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly decided that from today onwards, she will also be a firm fan of the big brother and sister!

Jielei was hidden under layers of dark clouds, recondensed into a hideous appearance, but Luoxue was not affected by Jielei at all, and fell quietly.

Fang Qian stood on the top of the mountain holding his sword, his temples were wet with falling snow, and he felt a sense of desolation in panic.

He lowered his head and glanced at the hand holding the sword. He hadn't experienced this feeling of being full of spiritual power and everything in his palm for many years.

Although Fang Qian has been wandering in another world for the past 20 years, his body has been meditating obediently in the cave, and he has long since achieved consummation.From the fourth thunder to the eighth thunder, Fang Qian only used one sword.

The ninth thunder calamity is the sky thunder calamity, the purple arcs are knotted together, gradually forming the appearance of a giant dragon roaring and rushing towards the ground.Fang Qian took the initiative to greet him, and when the clouds were broken, hexagonal snowflakes floated between his eyebrows, adding three points of romance and two points of gentleness, and this time his sword was also very gentle.

It was as if the breeze was blowing through the clouds, smoothing the berserk dragon inside, and then the clouds opened and the dawn broke, and the sky filled with rays of light fell.He sat under the rays of the sun, his figure was engulfed by the rays of light, and he looked like a fairy from afar.

The head of the sect snorted coldly, waking up the stunned crowd: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you meditate!"

The juniors just woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and sat down cross-legged one after another with blushing faces, licking the blessings that the elder brother gave back after the thunder tribulation.

When Fang Qian opened his eyes again, a day and a night had passed.

At this moment, every plant and tree in the Taihang Immortal Sect, from the pine snow trampled by squirrels on the edge of the cliff, to the sound of the spiritual spring water shaking in the wooden bucket carried by the disciples of the outer sect, all gathered in his divine thoughts.

Fang Qian withdrew his divine thoughts and stood up. He saw many familiar and unfamiliar faces.Cultivation has no time, 20 years can't change the appearance of the elders, but it is enough to make his junior brothers and sisters grow from shaggy to handsome youths.

The longing that had been hidden in the bottom of his heart for 20 years finally surged, staining the corners of his eyes red.

Fang Qian subconsciously found his master, but saw him stroking his beard and looking at him with a smile, and there were two skinny carrot heads who looked only six or seven years old sitting beside him.

"When Wangshu Xianjun, the first head of the younger generation of Xianmen, broke through the Jindan Tribulation, his master Taiheng, the head of Xianmen, brought two seven-year-old children from the foot of the mountain. They were Ji Zheng and Lin Shaoxin who pretended to be fairy children in Qingyun Temple. .”

The description in the book seemed to slam on the head with a bang, and the sadness and longing faded away in an instant, and Fang Qian's expression was completely stiff.

The Xianmen disciples have long been used to meditating without sleep, without eating or drinking, but the two little dolls who have never practiced can't bear it.

Lin Shaoxin was hungry and sleepy, his body had already started to wobble, and finally he just sat down on the ground, staring straight ahead, while Ji Zheng with a cold face gritted his teeth and persisted in meditating.

This insistence really made him feel a warm current slowly blending into his body, nourishing his whole heart. His legs, which had been numb to the point of losing consciousness, seemed to have been soothed by warm water. The warm feeling was itchy and Comfortable.

It's just that this warm current didn't last long before it was interrupted. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the glow in the sky had dissipated.

The senior brother of the Taihang Xianmen, who was praised by everyone, came barefoot, and the original glow seemed to be completely covered by him.

only……

Ji Zheng rubbed his eyes. Why is the legendary disciple of the Taihang Immortal Sect who is as bright as the moonlight, and the Immortal Wang Shu who everyone talks about, dressed in worse clothes than the two of them?

Fang Qian, who was shaped like a beggar by two Lei Shengsheng, looked upsetly at the "protagonist" sitting next to the head of the sect, one on the left and one on the right.

A passage from the original book was vividly interpreted in front of him. Master Fang Xianshi, who was struck by lightning in the afternoon, pursed the corners of his lips, and before he could react, he said, "Old man, where did you come from again?" An illegitimate child?"