Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

Cultivators never have a strong need for sleep. On New Year's Eve, it was rare for Shen Pei not to be lazy, but to stay with Xuan Yi all night.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden but sincere "familiar tone" before, compared to the ambiguity in the past, there was a little more silence between the two, chatting with each other, saying whatever came to mind, until the first The next morning the sun rose, and the drunk young man in white lay down on the table and fell asleep as if he had completed some task.

When he opened his eyes again, little Fenghuang Lizhu had already withstood his thunder tribulation with great difficulty. Although his beautiful feathers had been chopped black and scorched, fortunately there was no danger and his foundation was not damaged.

So far, the 13-member Changchun Peak team finally rested and reorganized, and embarked on the journey home with a full harvest.

As the fourth "combined body" elder with a rather limited number in the current sect, Shen Pei had just set foot on Changchun Peak when he was called over by his cheap master.

Cultivators in the same realm often have feelings for each other, even though they had already speculated in the dark, but at the moment when they saw Shen Pei with their own eyes, Xuan Qing still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

Mahayana, a Mahayana whose bone age is less than a hundred years old.

Convinced that the inheritance of the Lotus Secret Realm could not have such a heaven-defying effect, Xuan Qing stared directly at Shen Pei for two seconds, and suddenly said with a little hesitation: "You and Taoist Xuan Yi..."

Half the words, leaving enough room for imagination.

Shen Langlang, who revealed his secrets as soon as we met: ...

What's wrong with being good at deduction?What's wrong with super accurate intuition?Can you keep some secrets for him?

After all, it was the apprentice who was picked up and brought up by himself in the secular world. Xuanqing saw Shen Pei's reaction and knew that his guess was not wrong.

Fearing that the other party would be sold out and count the money for others, Xuanqing raised his hand, stroked his beard vigorously a few times, and lowered his volume to remind: "I heard that the lower bound is for a chance."

And to make such a big person come to find it in person, most likely it has something to do with lifespan or cultivation base.

A few hundred years ago, there was also an idiot in the sword sect next door, who tried every means to find the place of love robbery from the misty, and spent a hundred years to get the beauty to nod, and held a grand registration ceremony in a splendid manner.

But who would have expected that just when everyone thought that there would be another rare love story in the world of comprehension, the male cultivator who had thoroughly experienced the taste of love would suddenly raise a sword one day, slay love and kill his wife to prove it... Dao, and soon passed through the thunder tribulation and flew away.

Since then, the word "chance" has also been stained with blood, and it no longer only refers to elixir, secret treasure or other dead things.

The bloody example came before, even though he knew that the other party was the earliest ancestor of the sect, Xuan Qing did not dare to completely let go of his heart.

After all, tens of thousands of years have passed, and no one can guarantee that Dao Zun is still the glorious Xuanyi real person in books or legends.

"I know what Master is worried about, but he and I should not have reached that point yet," the young man in white shook his head as if afraid that the other party would not believe him, and added in a low voice, "It was just an accident."

Sensitively aware of the perfunctory, Xuan Qing blew his beard and stared: "Bah, bah, do you believe this?"

If it weren't for the fact that he really had some affection for that person in his heart, with his personality as a big disciple, it would be normal for him to die together with the sword, let alone a female.

"The key is that I can't fight even if I want to," Pai Bai's defense was dry and without confidence, Shen Pei's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he was defeated by Xuan Qing's piercing eyes, "...Okay, I really moved my heart a little bit."

As if to make amends, he raised his little finger: "Just a little bit."

"Anyway, the calculation of such things as God's will is not accurate. As for us, we will be happy every day," Shen Pei said in a brisk tone, and Shen Pei rolled his eyes, "What if the chance really falls on me? If you marry me back home, I will also earn face for you old man."

Xuan Qing immediately waved his hands speechlessly: "Go, go, what kind of face is this?"

"You, you." Knowing that the other party has always been a character who can do everything as he pleases, he couldn't help sighing, "One day I have to suffer a big loss to grow my memory."

0049 who watched silently: ...to be reasonable, what you said is quite correct.

But after going through a full nine lifetimes of reincarnation, Shen Pei, who had died tragically several times and agreed to abuse the scum for this, gradually washed away the heavy hostility in his heart and returned to his original appearance.

For such a change, 0049, who has never been a human being, can't tell whether it is good or bad, but it always feels that compared to the host who closes his heart and may go crazy for a little thing at any time, the current Shen Pei can make it more Realize the meaning of the existence of the "slag abuse system".

Or rather, the one who created it.

"Don't worry, I've already suffered in places you didn't see." In a few words, the tragedy of the previous life was briefly brought over, and Shen Pei remembered the real reason for his trip.

Flicking his sleeves with drooping eyes, he said seemingly unintentionally: "By the way, when I just returned to the sect, I found that the mountain guard array in the southeast corner seemed to be loose, and it looked like it had been corroded by some evil thing."

The spiritual sense is enough to cover the whole Misty, and I didn't find anything strange before Xuanyi said with surprise: "The formation is loose? Are you sure?"

Shen Pei nodded: "Of course."

——Without this careful layout several years in advance, how could the majestic Misty Dao Sect be easily infiltrated by the Demon Cultivator, so that the Sect Master lost his life for it.

Knowing that this apprentice of his is not in the habit of making jokes about serious matters, Xuanqing looked serious, raised his right hand in a vain manner, and there was a "3D model" shrouded in clouds and mist in his palm: "In that case, let me check carefully."

Not intending to spy on the mountain protection formation that only the suzerain and law enforcement elders have the right to know, Shen Pei turned around and left quietly, quietly waiting outside the cave.

The chaos in the Three Realms, which has been stable for hundreds of years, must have had a cause with sufficient weight. Xuan Qing, who was the representative of the righteous way in his previous life, passed away suddenly, and the Misty Taoist sect lost its only Mahayana period. But each has its own calculations.

Whether it is a mortal or a monk, those who occupy high positions probably cannot escape the bad roots of fighting for power and profit. Taking advantage of the factions of the righteous way to restrain each other and busy carve up the right to speak of the misty Taoist sect, the two worlds of monsters and demons who are about to move are also thinking about what to do. Expand your territory.

Cultivation is originally a struggle with the heavens, and it is also a hoarding and plunder of rare resources (spiritual energy). Once the delicate balance of the Three Realms is broken, all monks who want to "compete" will either actively or passively promote this A massive "shuffle".

With the right time, place and people, the small world of Xuanyuan in his previous life was doomed to chaos.

However, in this life, Shen Pei himself is in the Mahayana period, and he is accompanied by a Daoist whose strength is unknown. Even if everything still develops according to the plot of the previous life, he is sure that he can stabilize the situation in the Three Realms.

What's more, the current Shen Pei has already made preparations to save Master.

Sure enough, about two hours later, Xuan Qing, who had thoroughly inspected the mountain protection formation from inside to outside, came out frowning.

"There is indeed an omission, and it is very concealed. It looks like the handwriting of the demons." Shang still remembered his calculations about the change of luck in the three realms. It's early, and there has not been any irreparable trouble."

"Master, it's good to be on guard." He breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Pei couldn't hold back and said a few more words, "If the demons really want to stir up disputes, within the sect, you must be their first choice for assassination .”

"Okay, okay, the old man has lived for so long, why hasn't he seen such a big storm?" Hearing the concern in the young man's words, Xuan Qing patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Okay, Peier, you go back to Changchun Peak to rest first Well, leave the rest to the teacher."

It had been a long time since the other party called him by his closest nickname, Shen Pei suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded obediently, like a little fox with ears drooping.

The chinchilla in the Sea of ​​Consciousness smiled: 【Is this one thing down one thing? 】

Except for that one, it has never seen the host rely on others.

Leaving aside his cultivation, Taoist Xuanqing really behaved like a senior, as if as long as he was around, Shen Pei would not be able to be crushed even if the sky fell.

【It's my cheap master, okay? 】Daily mouth is stiff, Shen Pei mutters in a low voice, 【Otherwise, why did the young master insist on avenging him in the previous life. 】

And almost took a life.

Walking slowly to the foot of the mountain to show courtesy, Shen Pei rolled up his collar, summoned Zhangtai Liu, and was about to return to Changchun Peak with his sword, when he turned his head, he saw Daoist standing beside the stone tablet.

There is no wind today, and even the fine snow floating in the air has become gentle. Holding a bamboo bone umbrella embroidered with plum patterns in his hand, the man is dressed in green clothes. Looking from a distance, he really looks a bit gentle and gentle.

With phoenix eyes curved, Shen Pei withdrew his sword and took two steps forward: "Why is uncle here?"

"Pick him up and go home." He naturally gave the umbrella to the young man, Xuan Yi accurately held the hand hidden in the sleeve of the other party, and his tone was flat, as if he was feeling emotional or complaining, "We have talked for so long."

"Something went wrong with the mountain guard formation, so we delayed for a while," subconsciously opened his mouth to explain, and the young man in white suddenly came back to his senses, "Wait, this matter is confidential, you can't spread it to the outside world."

Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows: "This deity looks like a gossiper?"

Shen Pei immediately shook his head: "If you care, you will be chaotic, if you are concerned, you will be chaotic."

"It's just a small mistake, and if you keep it, you can attract the person behind the scenes." Xuan Yi immediately explained why he didn't remind the other party, "With the deity here, what do you have without the mountain protection formation?" Worried?"

Blinking, Shen Pei retorted confidently: "Who can say what will happen in the future, what if you won't be here in the future?"

"Why aren't you here?" As if thinking of something suddenly, Xuan Yi paused, tilted his head, and looked at the other party very seriously, "If you hold the registration ceremony as soon as possible, you will feel more at ease?"

Shen Pei, who had just been beaten by the master: ...

Wait a minute, who can tell him why the good topic suddenly jumps to the marriage ceremony?

"Have you never thought about this before?" Seeing the doubt in the young man's eyes, Xuanyi's forehead twitched, as if he was furious, but he couldn't get angry.

Laughing out of breath, he curled his lips coldly, and called out the young man's name word by word: "Shen Pei."

"Now that you have the reality of husband and wife, who do you want to marry besides this deity?"