I raised the cannon fodder apprentice crooked [Transmigration Book]

Rong Baichuan seemed to have stretched himself to the extreme, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was lying limply in Rong Yu's arms.Rong Yu was so flustered that he stretched out his hand to check his breath.

Lu Shitu walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to take Rong Baichuan, carried him back up steadily, frowned and said calmly: "It's the backlash of the formation. Master, don't worry, take the uncle back first."

Rong Yu nodded, then as if he woke up suddenly, he turned around and mounted the Poshan Sword, and quickly went to Qingxu Peak to find a doctor, and brought him back to Poshan Peak.

After the doctor's diagnosis, his face was a little heavy: "This is not an ordinary backlash. The formation that hurt him is very evil. It seems to be something left over from the ancient times... This backlash hurts the lungs and tendons, not a minor injury. I'm also... not so sure. When I go back, I will refine the elixir and send it to him. In the first seven days, I will take the medicine for him every day according to my requirements. In addition..."

He paused hesitantly, and continued: "Someone needs to continuously transmit spiritual power to his body to match the efficacy of the pill. It cannot be interrupted for a single moment during the seven days. If there is nothing wrong after seven days, then his life will be saved." .”

Rong Yu's face was extremely gloomy, and he replied without hesitation: "Okay, please."

The doctor took a look at his appearance, sighed, and hurried back to make alchemy.

Rong Yu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Rong Baichuan, his heart was in a ball, knowing that it was useless to transmit spiritual power at this moment, he still stretched out his hand to hold Rong Baichuan first, and began to transmit spiritual power for him.

Lu Shitu touched his shoulders, and said in a warm voice: "The doctor's tone sounds a bit sure, the master will be fine."

Rong Yu stared blankly at Rong Baichuan for a while, then said: "At that time... it was the senior brother who saved us. If he hadn't forcibly broken the barrier, I'm afraid we would have really fallen into it."

As he said that, Rong Yu thought of the twelfth floor, and looked down at it.

The world-famous artifact, the twelfth floor that can cause chaos in the world, is actually just a... very ordinary machete.Its material is extraordinary, but its shape is extremely rough, and it looks very suitable for chopping wood.Only the two jade rings inlaid on the back of the knife seem to be somewhat of a divine weapon.

But for some reason, the first time Rong Yu saw it, he had a very subtle feeling, as if there was a special connection between this thing and him.

Not long ago, they were standing on that mountaintop, and Rong Yu asked Lu Shitu, when he tried to pull out the twelfth floor, and then what.

Lu Shitu's answer was: He did nothing, only got a handle of a knife.But he took this knife handle and went to Changhen Yuan. With this invisible knife, he tore open the gap between the two worlds and brought Rong Yu back.

He obviously couldn't fully use the twelfth floor, so something went wrong, such as the amnesia of the two of them later.

Rong Yu paused for a moment, then went forward to try it, but what he pulled out was still just the handle of the knife, and not long after, it flew back by itself, and plunged back into the top of the mountain with a clang.

Later, Rong Yu came up with a bold idea.Both of them could find their way into the twelfth floor, and both could get in unharmed, and both could pull out the hilt of the twelfth floor knife, and both still had a part of the twelfth floor in their hands

Maybe both of them are predestined people, and they can't do without each other.

So they held the handle of the knife together, exerted force together, and then they really pulled out the twelfth floor.At that moment, the jade rings on their bodies seemed to be attracted, and they were attached to the knife on the twelfth floor at once, and then merged with it.

At the same time, on the top of the mountain, in front of them, suddenly appeared a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, with a thin and thin figure, a strange bun on his head, and a strange shape of white robe.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and stretched, and said with emotion: "You are here. It seems that a catastrophe has occurred in this world."

Rong Yu: ...

Why did the plot suddenly start to develop in a direction he couldn't understand.

"you are……?"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped his movements, stared at Rong Yu and the two, and then sighed with some disappointment: "Is it hard to guess? The twelfth floor was forged by me."

The expression on the middle-aged man's face, what he insisted on saying, can be summed up as: I'm waiting for someone with a predestined relationship, this is it?

Rong Yu looked disgusted by him, but he was still taken aback: This is the legendary ancient power?

The middle-aged man waved his hand, impatiently motioning them to listen to himself and said: "I have loved refining tools since I was a child, and I have been immersed in it all my life. It is no exaggeration to say that I am good at this, and no one can match it at that time. Later, about If I have studied it to the extreme, I will be able to glimpse the destiny."

Speaking of this, he looked at Rong Yu and the two again with complicated expressions: "I saw that after thousands of years, the aura of the mainland will have declined. In this matter, the turning point lies in the sky. There are two people who can bring light to this place. So I exhausted my efforts and collected all my life's knowledge to make this twelfth floor, just to bring people from the sky and change the world. Destiny. But this thing is too against the sky, and I was punished by the sky, so I was trapped in this ghost place."

Out of Space? ?Rong Yu tasted these four words carefully, and his heart was greatly shocked.

Lu Shitu held Rong Yu's hand even tighter, and looked at the middle-aged man without saying a word.

"Fortunately, you are here, and I am finally liberated. This place is about to collapse. To make a long story short, there is one thing you need to know: the ability of the twelfth floor is too heaven-defying. Break through the passage between the two worlds. But it can only be used once, and then it will lose its effectiveness. As for this world that is about to be destroyed... Alas," he said here, sighed suddenly, and looked at Rongyu Er without confidence. The person glanced, "I'll leave it to you, if it's okay, if it's not, then that's it. Anyway, I've tried my best."

Rong Yu: ...

Lu Shitu asked: "Senior, I have used this thing once before, but at that time there was only the handle, and it was not complete. Will it not be usable again in the future?"

The middle-aged man let out a "huh", frowned at him, and said strangely: "This is all right? This..."

As he said, this space has begun to shake, showing signs of collapse.

The middle-aged man paused for a while, and finally said: "I don't know, maybe it can be used half a time, so you can take care of yourself..."

The sea of ​​clouds gradually surged up, supporting the two of them slowly upward.Before he was about to be sent out of here, Rong Yu suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked: "So it is true that the twelfth floor can make people fly directly?"

The voice of the middle-aged man came from afar: "I blew it...some people really believe it..."

Rong Yu regained consciousness from his memory, thinking of the last sentence, he couldn't help but think of the head of the sect, starting from the ancestors, every generation desperately wanted to get the head of the sect on the twelfth floor.

He stroked the jade ring on the twelfth floor with a complicated expression.

Then, he suddenly remembered Jiang Ziliu whom he had just seen on Mount Taixu, and his face darkened: "Tsk... run away for that kid."

Now in this situation, he still has no way to chase.

Lu Shitu continued: "Master, don't worry. I put a tracking talisman on him. When the uncle recovers, it won't be too late for us to go after him."

Rong Yu looked up at him in disbelief: Has this man just learned mind reading skills?Moreover, how did he come up with the idea of ​​giving Jiang Ziliu a tracking talisman?

"At that time, I saw Master looking at him, and he was sneaky all the time. Thinking about those things before, my disciple guessed that he was also involved, so I cast a spell." Lu Shitu unexpectedly guessed Rong Yu again. Thoughts, take it easy.

Rong Yu felt relieved, and patted Lu Shitu's head approvingly.He always felt... Ever since he regained his memory, for some reason, Lu Shitu seemed to be able to understand what he was thinking.

As for Jiang Ziliu...

Rong Yu thought of the appearance of Jiang Ziliu he had just seen.That figure looked neither human nor ghost, probably because he pushed himself too hard in the last martial arts competition, which hurt his spiritual veins and made his already low-level talent worse.With no talent, damaged spiritual veins, inappropriate exercises, and no recognition by the spirit sword, Jiang Ziliu's path of cultivation is almost impossible, no wonder it has become like that.

No matter how much luck he has, Jiang Ziliu is hopeless. This opponent is really not worth worrying about.

Rong Yu was thinking about these things in a mess, while Lu Shitu beside him was looking down at the twelfth floor, also wondering what he was thinking.

Seven days later.

The doctor nodded and stood up, exhaling, "This way at least his life will be safe."

Rong Yu stretched out his hand to smooth the folds of Rong Baichuan's quilt, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Then... when will senior brother wake up?"

The doctor was silent for a moment, then shook his head.Rong Yu's face froze immediately.

The doctor said: "Although he said that his life is safe now, but... other things, I can't guarantee it at all. I can only see his good luck. Elder, no... Senior Rong, I have to leave too."

Rong Yu still looked at Rong Baichuan, and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

While packing the medicine box, the doctor said, "The friends I met before are in the Yunshan School, and they invited me to join their sect, and I have already accepted."

Rong Yu said in a daze: "Ah... congratulations." He has been guarding Poshan for the past few days, and he has no real feeling about the matter of "Taixu Sword Sect has really fallen".Hearing that someone had already started to find their own way out, he realized that this sect had really been cut off by his sword.

"By the way..." Rong Yu thought for a while before asking, "Where's the head? What about the other elders and disciples?"

"After the day when the mountain protection formation was destroyed, no one saw the head...ah no, Shangguan. But he was seriously ill, and he suffered a very serious backlash that day, so it's probably... not a few days left. Some people say that he went back to his hometown to recuperate from his illness, and he lives in a small mountain village near the Shiwan Dashan, but... even if it is true, it may be a question of whether he can go back. As for the other elders and disciples, some went down the mountain to enter the world, and some Those who join other sects have their own plans."

"Oh, by the way, Ling Xiao didn't leave. He also had a serious backlash, and it seemed that he also used evil magic at that time. Their situation of being backlashed by evil magic is different from your senior brother Bingzhen. Even if you save your life, your body will still be useless." Yes. Now that the sect has collapsed, his disciples have been scattered for the first time, and he no longer has countless pills and spiritual herbs to support. Two days ago, I heard that the pain was crazy, so I ran into it In the wild forest on the mountain behind the sect. No one really looked for him, and no one knew how he was doing now."

The doctor's expression was indifferent, obviously he didn't like Ling Xiao.Listening to what he said, Rong Yu could tell how unpopular Elder Ling Xiao was in the sect.With his seriously injured mortal body, he entered the wild land like the back mountain. Even if he was lucky enough not to be bitten to death by a spirit beast, the terrain there was steep, and he would die if he stepped on the ground if he didn't make sure.

Yixiu said goodbye to Rong Yu and went down the mountain by himself.Rong Yu came back to his senses, and looked at Rong Baichuan who was lying on the bed again.

Rong Baichuan's profile is very soft, he looks easy to talk, very bookish, and looks like a refined middle-aged man.But now that he was lying on the bed like this, he looked thin and weak, and his complexion had changed from ivory white to sickly pale, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

In the past, when Rong Baichuan was alive and kicking, whenever Rong Yu saw him, he would feel apprehensive, afraid of being heard by his devilish voice, wishing that he would keep his mouth shut, and it would be best to get two more stitches.

But now, after staying by Rong Baichuan's side for such a long time, and the ears are still so quiet, Rong Yu not only doesn't feel comfortable, but always feels empty in his heart.

"Senior brother," Rong Yu looked at him in a daze, his voice was a bit at a loss, "You... If you wake up, you can talk about me whatever you want. Okay."

"Wake up...Senior brother."

Rong Baichuan was still lying there motionless.Rong Yu lowered his eyes, only feeling that his eye sockets were a little sore.

Lu Shitu put his hands on his shoulders and patted him gently.Rong Yu blinked, stood up and said, "Let's go. It's almost time to settle accounts."

The two walked out of the room side by side.

At this moment, an inaudible voice came from the room: "Is it really...?"

Rong Yu turned around suddenly.