Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

The stars were brought to Izumo Peak.

Izuyun Peak is located in the center of Chonghua Immortal Gate, the first immortal gate in Beihuang, where Baihong Immortal Venerable Pei Huanzhou and his disciple Xuguang live.

Now, there is an extra child who is ignorant and doesn't speak very well.

Baihong Xianzun has a cold temper, Xuguang is born with a strong character and wisdom, and he never needs him to worry about it.

It was the first time he had seen such a child.

Probably because of the big change and being frozen in the snow for so long, Xing Xing's intelligence was somewhat damaged, and his reaction was half a beat slower than that of ordinary children of the same age.

Counting on him to take care of himself, the kid could starve himself to death on the mountain.

But he is actually very easy to carry.

He didn't cry or make trouble, and he came slowly when he called, and no one paid attention to him, so he just sat alone in a daze.

No one knows what is going on in Xingxing's head.

He had been frozen in the snow for a long time, and the root of the disease was left in his body. He could not bear the cold, and the root of the disease was also left in his heart. He felt uncomfortable when he saw snow.

Not long after, there was an extra magic circle on Izumo Peak, which wrapped the whole mountain and made Izumo Peak warm like spring all year round.

Izuyun Peak, which is rarely visited by others, also hired a few handymen from the Immortal Gate to take care of Xing Xing.

The disciples of the Chonghua Immortal Sect all know that the Immortal Venerable loves that little disciple very much. Every time they mention that mysterious little uncle, their words are mostly curious and envious.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye.

"Junior Brother, are we really going to Izuyun Peak? I'm a little scared." Several teenagers and girls wearing the uniforms of Chonghua Immortal Sect's inner disciples gathered together and whispered.

Surrounding them was a young boy of about ten years old, with proud eyebrows and the same disciple clothes on his body, but one could look carefully at his hair-tied jade crown and the ring around his waist, all of which shone with precious light, all of which were not vulgar dharma. device.

He is the son of the head of Chonghua Immortal Sect, Xie Huaran.

Hearing these words, Xie Huaran was a little unconcerned: "What are you afraid of? I found out that the immortal went to Miaohua Buddha, and we will not be discovered. Besides, we don't do anything, I just want to see Just see that little uncle."

It is said that the little uncle who was accepted as a direct disciple by Baihong Xianzun has been a legend in the sect for three years, and no one has seen his true face.

Some people say that he is an unborn genius, and his talent is even higher than that of Master Xu Guang, who was born with integrity.

Some people also said that the little master couldn't practice at all, and that all Izumo peaks set up a magic circle, and specially recruited people to take care of him as if they were mortals.

In short, everyone is very curious.

But curiosity is nothing but curiosity, Baihong Xianzun is famous, Xie Huaran is the first one who has the courage to sneak up to Yunfeng.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters still looked hesitant, Xie Huaran rolled his eyes: "If you don't go, then I will go by myself!"

"Hey junior brother..."

Several disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, but still followed after gritted their teeth.

As the younger brother said, they didn't do anything else, even if they were accused by Baihong Xianzun, it would be trespassing at most.

But the junior brother is reckless alone, in case he rushes up and offends that junior uncle...

Alas, I dare not think about the consequences.

Xie Huaran excitedly climbed up the mountain alone.

He is a monk who is about to establish a foundation, and this mountain road is really nothing to him.

In less than half an hour, we reached the top of Izumo Peak.

From a distance, Xie Huaran saw a beautiful small courtyard.

That house is so conspicuous, it is surrounded by flowers and green leaves, from a distance, even the roof is covered with flowers.

It's not at all like the cold and cheerless style of Izumo Peak!

No need to think about who lives here.

When Xie Huaran came, Mu Xing was sitting on the swing of the big sycamore tree, fascinated by the fish in the Lingquan.

There was no spiritual spring here, but after Mu Xing came to Chuyun Peak, Immortal Baihong buried a fire-type spiritual vein here to attract the spiritual spring, and the active fire spiritual power in the air can relieve Mu Xing's cold illness .

The disciple who took care of him knew that Mu Xing liked to be alone, no outsiders would come in on the Izumo Peak, and Mu Xing would not run around, so he put the little uncle here with confidence and went to hide himself.

Xie Huaran saw the child sitting on the swing.

With his good eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the clothes on the child were high-grade cassocks.

At this age, with such attire, the identity of this child is beyond his imagination.

Xie Huaran remembered the rumors about Baihong Immortal Venerable, and finally stopped, and called out in a polite manner: "Xie Huaran, a disciple of □□ Peak, met my little uncle."

It was quiet, only the crisp chirping of birds could be heard.

Xie Huaran frowned in dissatisfaction.

As the son of the head of the sect, he has always been a star in the Chonghua Immortal Sect, even the other peak masters, uncles, and uncles love him very much, and he has never experienced the feeling of being ignored.

Xiaobawang's temper immediately came up.

His face collapsed: "Hello! I'm Xie Huaran from □□ Peak, are you the little disciple accepted by the Immortal Venerable?"

The man was still sitting on the swing indifferently, not giving him a single look.

Xie Huaran's face turned cold, he took a few steps forward, and walked to his side: "I said, are you deaf?"

Probably because they were getting close, the person sitting on the swing finally slowly realized that there was someone.

He turned around suddenly.

Xie Huaran was startled.

This little uncle, born as if carved out of ice and snow, has a pale expression, brows and eyes, and even the complexion is a little paler than ordinary people's elements.Only those black eyes were clear and quiet, and they couldn't see to the end when they were empty.

It is deserted and beautiful.

Most of the anger in Xie Huaran's heart dissipated at once.

Of course, before the fire had completely subsided, he saw the child in front of him, and turned his head away expressionlessly.

Ignore him.

Xie Huaran: "..."

The little bully laughed angrily.

He grabbed the rope of the swing with one hand and shouted ferociously: "What do you mean, look down on people? If you ignore me again, I will throw you off the swing!"

The man on the swing still ignored him.

Xie Huaran was originally impulsive, and when he was aroused, he immediately moved his palm and pushed the swing out.

In fact, he didn't have any bad intentions, he just wanted to push a swing suddenly to scare the other party.

Not to mention a practitioner, even a mortal child of four or five years old would know to hold on to the rope of the swing tightly in such an emergency, and nothing would go wrong.

But who knew that when the swing was pushed out, the little uncle sitting on it was still motionless, and a small ball just flew out like that.

Xie Huaran's eyes widened suddenly.

From a long distance away, the disciple of Xingfeng who was quietly watching this side was also dumbfounded.

Until a "plop".

It was the sound of Uncle Izumo falling into the water.

Xie Huaran suddenly came back to his senses, and shouted: "You are a fool!"

He also ran to the edge of Lingquan in a panic and jumped down.

The □□ Peak disciple who flew over in a hurry: "..."

In fact, Mu Xing didn't feel scared when he flew up from the swing and fell into the water.

In other words, his reaction is always very slow and slow, such a short time is not enough for him to realize what happened and feel scared.

Until his body fell into the water like a small weight.

He opened his eyes wide in the water, and the Lingquan was so clear that he could see everything at a glance, transparent with a little blue, and the cold water rushed towards him with a sense of oppression.

It blocked his breath for a moment, but broke away from the years of confinement in the stagnant Lingtai.

He blinked his eyes lightly, bringing up a string of small blisters.

The next moment, another weight splashed and landed beside him, grabbing him accurately.

The disciples of □□feng hurriedly fished out Mu Xing and Xie Huaran.

They all looked bitter.

It's over.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have listened to his junior brother.

Pushing the little uncle into the water, this matter is definitely not something that can be solved by punishing him with two rulers.

They looked flatteringly at Mu Xing, who was drenched all over. At this time, they must ask the little uncle to say something nice.

But before they could open their mouths, the small, pale little uncle closed his eyes and fainted neatly.

This is the end!

The whole sect knew that junior brother Xie Huaran at □□feng was so bold that he led a group of senior brothers and sisters to rush up to Izuyun Peak, and even pushed the junior uncle into the water.

I heard that my uncle is not awake yet!

Immortal Baihong hurried back to Izuyun Peak.

□□feng, led by Xie Huaran, all the disciples counted as one, knelt neatly in the hall.

Izumo Peak.

Pei Huanzhou frowned, and let go of the finger that was holding Mu Xing's vein.

He just visited and found that there was nothing abnormal about Xing Xing's body, but he didn't wake up for some reason.

Behind him, the master of the □□peak, Zique Daoist had an apologetic expression on his face: "It's all my family's fault, I'm spoiled by it. Brother, nephew, is he alright?"

Pei Huanzhou glanced at his senior brother: "Where is he?"

Having been in the same school for hundreds of years, Master Zique knew that he was angry as soon as he heard it.

He quickly said: "They are all kneeling on the □□ Peak."

As for why he was kneeling on the □□ Peak instead of the Izumo Peak... I think I also know the careful thinking of the real Zique to protect his shortcomings.

Pei Huanzhou said indifferently: "Senior brother, my disciple is weak, so it's fine if there is nothing wrong. If there is anything wrong, senior brother, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship of the same school."

Master Zi Que choked, but he knew that this matter was his family's fault, so he could only hope that the little ancestor on the bed would wake up soon.

Mu Xing felt like he had a big dream.

In the past few years, his mind seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and everything he saw was separated by a layer.

Now the fog cleared.

Several years of memory fragments clearly appeared in his mind.

His name is Mu Xing, and he has a master who loves him and a brother who is obsessed with cultivation.

They were all very nice to him.

The unconscious child frowned slightly.

He always felt that his memory should be more than that.

There will be more and richer experiences.

But his life is only five years, where can there be more?

He opened his eyes slowly.

Sitting in front of him was a man in white, with a cold demeanor, looking at him with worry in his eyes.

It is his master.

As soon as Mu Xing saw this person, he felt a familiar intimacy.

"Master..." He whispered, and couldn't help rubbing his body in the direction of Pei Huanzhou.

Immortal Bai Hong stared blankly, looked at him carefully, and only after a long while showed a faint smile:

"Star, are you awake?"