Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

The night's wine didn't work out.

Xie Huaran frowned and looked at Mu Xing: "Uncle, what are you going to do?"

Mu Xing looked at him puzzled: "What should I do?"

"Things in my dreams..."

Mu Xing understood Xie Huaran's meaning.

He laughed and pointed to his eyes: "Believe what you see, do your best without regret."

Xie Huaran watched him hesitate to speak, and finally sighed and left.

Mu Xing wandered Xie Huaran's words in his mind for a while, focusing on remembering the sentence "The Immortal Venerable is missing".

He was very worried in his heart, but he couldn't speak directly, so he ran to his master to insinuate.

"Master, will you travel far recently?"

Pei Huanzhou shook his head: "Master, I will stay in Izuyun Peak for retreat in the near future. Is there something wrong?"

It's okay not to go out.

Mu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Is there anything unusual in the cultivation world recently?"

Pei Huanzhou's quiet gaze fell on him: "Teacher, speak up."

Mu Xing was the least afraid of him, and pulled his sleeves to act coquettishly: "Master, I just always have a faint feeling in my heart, and I am worried that something will happen."

Pei Huanzhou paused, but in the end he just raised his hand and patted his apprentice on the shoulder: "Don't think wildly."

Mu Xing could only resign, and returned to his small yard, sitting by the edge of the Lingquan in a daze.

He feels that many things are not right these days.

Something is wrong with Bi Li, something is wrong with Xie Huaran, Master...

Shizun has always been very kind to him since he was a child. Logically speaking, the person he shouldn't doubt the most is Shizun.

He is very sure that he trusts and gets close to this person, but he can't deny it either. Sometimes, when he stands beside Master, he always feels that something is against harmony.

I always feel that Master should not be like this.

Mu Xing patted his forehead lightly, and said to himself: "I'm so stupid, as expected, Master is right, don't think wildly..."

Before he finished speaking, the peaceful spiritual spring in front of him suddenly slammed, and the water splashed everywhere.

A figure in black rushed out from under the spring.

Mu Xing's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously pulled out his natal spirit sword, but the figure in the water was like a ghost, and before his spirit sword was unsheathed, he was pushed back by a cold hand.

"Don't move, I won't hurt you." A gloomy voice rang in his ear.

Mu Xing lowered his eyes, looking at the pale hand.

He couldn't feel the killing intent from this person, but could only feel the probing eyes that seemed to peel him off and observe him from the inside out.

He let go.

Seeing him so calm, the man was a little surprised, and let go of his hand.

"A 20-year-old Jindan genius. I didn't expect that without me in this life, that bastard Pei Huanzhou actually found a better seedling." The man in black opened his mouth, and that's all.

Mu Xing: "..."

He thought with some hesitation: In this world, the number of people reviving a new life is a bit beyond the standard?

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man in black looked puzzled: "Boy, didn't you hear what I said?"

Mu Xing replied: "I heard it."

The person who came was even more surprised: "I heard that, is that how you reacted?"

Mu Xing: "..."

He felt that this suspected reborn guy might be a bit out of his mind.

Before he could speak, the man in black sneered and tore off the cloth covering his face.

It was a face that was too young, pale and handsome.

"It took me a lot of effort to sneak in without alerting that dog thief. Boy, listen carefully." The man in black said impatiently, "Is Pei Huanzhou taking you as his apprentice? , very good?"

"Don't think that he is really such a good master. He treats you well only because he wants your physical body. You have already formed a golden core now. Presumably, the time before he does it will not be long. Not far away."

Mu Xing frowned and looked at him: "So, you are the disciple that Master accepted in your previous life?"

These words obviously hit the man in black's sore foot.

His complexion changed, and he said coldly: "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you? I am not his opponent yet. One day, I will personally walk up to him and kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, his whole body turned into a black mist, submerged into the spiritual spring again, and disappeared.

It seemed that he came here on purpose just to talk to Mu Xing about this matter.

The water waves swayed slightly, and a white figure came from a distance.

It is Baihong Immortal Venerable.

He came to Mu Xing and asked, "I seem to have sensed a strange atmosphere, Xing Xing, did any outsiders come here just now?"

Subconsciously, Mu Xing was about to tell him about the appearance of the man in black, but the moment he met that skilled face, he changed his words: "No, Master."

Pei Huanzhou inspected it for a week, but found nothing unusual, so he turned his gaze away.

Mu Xing suddenly said: "Master, you are the person most admired and closest to my disciples."

Pei Huanzhou stared at him.

Mu Xing said seriously: "If you want my disciple to do something, just mention it. If I can do it, I will try my best to do it for Master."

Pei Huanzhou froze for a moment, and looked at the little disciple with a complicated expression.

Mu Xing asked in a low voice: "So, Master, do you have something to hide from me?"

Pei Huanzhou looked deeply into his eyes: "Did someone say something to you?"

Mu Xing lowered his eyes: "No."

Pei Huanzhou said in a deep voice: "It's fine if you don't have one. Xing Xing, you have to know that Master will never harm you."

Mu Xing watched the white clothes gradually go away, frowning and lost in thought.

From this day on, Mu Xing realized that he couldn't do without Izuyun Peak.

An invisible barrier enveloped the entire mountain, blocking all outside sight and hindering Mu Xing from leaving.

Mu Xing was not even surprised at all.

When Pei Huanzhou came to his yard, he saw this little disciple was using spiritual power to make spiritual rain and water the flowers in his yard.

He couldn't help laughing, his gentle smile was exactly the same as in the past 20 years.

"Xing Xing, your character is indeed the best I have ever seen."

With a movement of Mu Xing's fingers, a rain of spirits poured down one after another.

He turned his head and looked at Pei Huanzhou: "Master, what do you want me to do?"

Pei Huanzhou said warmly: "Master has encountered a little trouble and needs to borrow your body. Don't worry, I have found a spiritual weapon for you, and your soul can be temporarily warmed in it. Wait until the matter at hand When it is finished, it will refine a unique body for you."

Mu Xing was silent for a while, and asked him: "Master's trouble, is it just now, or 20 years ago?"

Pei Huanzhou stared at him for a long time before laughing: "Xing Xing, you are always so smart."

He sighed: "Children who are too smart are always more likely to be injured."

He said sternly: "I rescued you and raised and taught you for more than 20 years. Mu Xing, if it weren't for me, you might have died in the snow that year. I have fought for you for more than 20 years." Yes, now, as a teacher, I need you to repay this life-saving grace. Are you going to reject me?"

Mu Xing suddenly turned cold.

"I've been very puzzled before. When I looked at Master, I felt very close, but I couldn't trust him completely."

He looked at the familiar, handsome face, and said slowly: "If the master wants my life, I am naturally willing to give it. But, are you really my master?"

"you--"

Mu Xing didn't look at the man whose expression changed suddenly, stretched out his hand, grasped the void with five fingers, and murmured: "Is this world the real world?"

Click, click.

Following his words, the Baihong Immortal Venerable in front of him, the Izumo Peak in front of him, and the world in front of him were all shattered into countless fragments in an instant.

The debris was swept up by the strong wind, swallowing him in the storm.