Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

Mr. Wuchang moved his mouth, as if he wanted to refute, but he quickly remembered that in the hundreds of years he had known the bastard in front of him, he had never won a verbal battle.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to keep himself quiet.

He handed Mu Xing a blood-colored finger-long sword.

"If you need it in the future, use your spiritual power to break the seal above, and you can ask me a request."

Mu Xing silently felt in his heart that Wuchang Jun was quite pitiful when he was squeezed by his master.

But this does not prevent him from taking advantage of others.

He took it with both hands, showing the same bright smile as his master: "Thank you Uncle Wuchang."

Mr. Wuchang nodded expressionlessly, and looked at Yue Fubai: "There is a secret place born in Dongling Mansion."

This is the main purpose of his coming.

Yue Fubai said lazily: "Secret Realm? What does it have to do with us? Could it be that you and I, in our identities, are going to compete with casual cultivators for opportunities?"

Mr. Wuchang looked at Mu Xing: "Isn't your apprentice a golden core? Are you really planning to hide him for the rest of your life?"

Yue Bai was taken aback.

Mr. Wuchang said coldly: "I know you don't care. The level of Dongling's secret realm is extremely high, and those below Yuanying are restricted from entering. Several major sects of Zhengmo and Demon have already selected disciples to explore the way. This is a good place to practice." Chance."

Yue Fubai stopped talking, he held his folding fan tightly, as if he was thinking.

Mr. Wuchang didn't speak anymore, and waited quietly for him to consider.

a long time.

Yue Fubai finally spoke.

I saw him looking at Mu Xing worriedly: "Hey, our Xing Xing grew up so big, almost all of us are bored at home. We have never seen the sinister human heart. What if we are bullied outside?"

Mr. Wuchang: "..."

Yue Fubai didn't even look at him, and continued to worry: "Xing Xing is gentle and kind by nature, those little bastards outside, no matter whether they are righteous or evil, are very cunning. I am always afraid that Xing Xing will suffer."

Mr. Wuchang: "..."

Mu Xing watched the blue veins on the forehead of this cold and serious Demon Sect, and always felt that if the master continued to speak, the other party would really raise his sword violently.

He hurriedly stepped forward and interrupted Yue Yu's words: "Master, you think too much. I am very powerful and very smart. I will not be deceived!"

Yue Fubai still sighed, he knew in his heart that what Mr. Wuchang said was actually reasonable.

He can protect the stars, but is this really good for the stars?

He is a monk and a genius, and he should not be kept under the wing of others, deprived of real growth and experience.

But he was just worried.

He once mocked other mothers-in-law and mothers for being indecisive, but when it was his turn, he realized that he was the most unrestrained in the past because he didn't have any concerns on his mind.

He thought about it, and finally came up with a good solution: "This secret realm will not be opened for some time, right? Master, I will refine some amulet seals and magic weapons for you..."

"The more superficial!" Mr. Wuchang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted him with a cold shout.

His white eyes seemed to be looking at some fool with a brain disorder: "Your apprentice is a monk at the golden core stage, not a three-year-old baby! Why don't you just suppress the realm and accompany him in?"

Yue Fubai's eyes lit up: "It's okay!"

Keng!

It was the sound of Lord Wuchang drawing his sword.

Half a month later, Mu Xing happily left home with a storage ring of good things under Yue Fubai's worried eyes.

Yue Fubai likes to be a rich and idle person, and also likes to live in this city where mortals live, so Mu Xing has been living with him in the city of mortals.

He is really curious about the world of cultivators.

After leaving the city gate, ten li to the east, there is a long pavilion for travelers to rest.

Mu Xing's destination is the long pavilion.

Lord Wuchang came to look for Yue Fubai earlier, and he planned to let his disciples and Mu Xing go to the Dongling Secret Realm together, so that they could take care of each other.

The five senses of the monk far surpassed that of ordinary people, and Mu Xing saw a thin black-clothed figure standing in the pavilion very far away.

As he approached, he turned around.

Mu Xing almost thought he saw the young version of Mr. Wuchang!

This person also looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his facial features could be said to be very beautiful, but his face was pale, as if he had been suffering from a long illness, and his face was even more paralyzed just like Mr. Wuchang.

At this moment, the dark eyes of the paralyzed young man stared straight at Mu Xing, and he tried his best to pull the corner of his mouth, trying to show a kind smile: "Excuse me, is this Junior Brother Mu Xing?"

Mu Xing: "..."

Brother, to be honest, you might as well not laugh.

It's really infiltrating.

He nodded: "I'm Mu Xing, I don't know who my brother is?"

The boy in black replied: "My name is Meng Ge, Lord Wuchang asked me to wait for you to go to Dongling Secret Realm together."

Although he didn't show it on the surface, he was very curious about this Junior Brother Mu in his heart.

Gein, the cold Mr. Wuchang, had a rare word with him, asking him to take care of Mu Xing on the way.

This is very rare.

Meng Ge had already heard of the name of this Junior Brother Mu.

In other words, in the Demon Sect, several of the great masters knew that Lianhua Junyue, whose whereabouts had become a mystery, was in vain, and got an apprentice who was like a darling.

But Yue Fubai's whereabouts have always been a mystery, and Mu Xing has never been seen by anyone.

After looking at it, Meng Ge was a little dazed: it wasn't that he was dumbfounded by Mu Xing, but that the aura and spiritual power around this junior brother were too pure and gentle.

If he closed his eyes, Meng Ge thought: If the one standing in front of me is an elixir full of spiritual energy, I'm afraid I wouldn't doubt it.

But doubts are doubts, and some questions are not suitable for people who just met, so he just kept it in his heart and didn't say much.

Meng Ge was very conscious of being a senior brother, and the two of them walked together. He told Mu Xing the general situation of the Dongling Secret Realm in detail along the way, and also took the initiative to mention that he still had two companions, and made an appointment at the entrance of the secret realm. meet.

He explained: "In this kind of secret realm, in order to ensure their own safety and protect their chances, most people will form a team with someone they know and trust. Does Junior Brother Mu mind?"

Mu Xing shook his head.

Meng Ge is not a talkative person, and after finishing what he needed to say, the two of them hurried on their way quietly.

Several hours later, the two arrived at Dongling City.

Compared with the mortal city where Mu Xing lived before, Dongling City, where there are many monks, is obviously very different.

Mu Xing walked in, and most of the people walking around were monks with strange looks and weapons.And in the surrounding shops, many of them are full of precious light, for fear that passers-by will not be able to see the extraordinary in the shop.

Meng Ge took Mu Xing to an inn.

The first floor of the inn is a place to eat. As soon as the two of them entered, in the lively lobby, many eyes swished over.

Of course, most of them looked at Meng Ge.

But after watching Meng Ge, he happened to see Mu Xing next to Meng Ge.

The two are obviously together, but I don't know why a Taoist and a demon are together.

In this world, there is no life-and-death enmity between ordinary Taoist cultivators and demonic cultivators.It's just because the ways of cultivation are different, as the saying goes, the relationship between the two parties is not much better.

Similar to competitors with less harmonious relations.

Meng Ge was obviously very familiar with this kind of gaze. With a paralyzed face, he led Mu Xing to go upstairs without looking sideways.

He was stopped at the steps.

Those who stopped Meng Ge were several young men and women in white Taoist robes.

The one in the lead looked the most immature, but looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with handsome features and a proud expression, one could tell at a glance that he had been pampered and brought up.

He didn't look at Meng Ge, but looked at Mu Xing, and his words were not very polite: "Why do you get mixed up with this devil?"

Hearing this, Meng Ge looked sideways at Mu Xing.

He was still expressionless, but Mu Xing read a sentence from his eyes: Your friend

Mu Xing also wanted to ask this question.

He raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him who was taller than himself because he stood two more steps, and asked doubtfully, "Do we know each other?"

The man snorted: "I don't know, I saw you following this devil, and I was afraid that you would suffer."

Mu Xing didn't feel any malice from him, so he politely smiled at him: "No, please let me go."

Seeing that he didn't listen to him at all, the man said angrily, "Are you really stupid or fake? Do you know who this person is?"

He pointed at Meng Ge: "Master Wuchang's disciple is particularly cruel when killing people, a little devil!"

Meng Ge had a paralyzed face, and his hand had already touched the long sword.

But Mu Xing reacted faster than him.

It's good that he's a good-tempered little fairy, but that's based on the fact that no one messed with him.

Although he and Meng Ge have only known each other for a short time, and Meng Ge doesn't like to talk, Mu Xing can feel that the other party cares for him.

In addition, Meng Ge's master Wuchangjun and his master are good friends, and he just gave himself a big gift.

All in all, in Mu Xing's eyes, Meng Ge is now his own.

Scold him, that is no good.

He frowned slightly, looked at the young man opposite, and said an irrelevant sentence: "I am 16 years old, and I am already a monk in the Golden Core stage."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks who had been watching the excitement in the lobby all turned their eyes to him.

16-year-old Jin Dan, where did this boy come from?Why never heard of it?

The boy in white also froze for a moment.

He saw this very good-looking and immortal young man in front of him, and asked himself softly: "Do you know why I cultivate so fast?"

He subconsciously asked, "Why?"

Mu Xing smiled at him like a breezy and bright moon: "Because I never care about other people's business."

The boy in white: "..."

"Pfft!" A sneer came from an unknown corner.

As if some switch had been broken, there were several titters from around.

The boy in white realized that Mu Xing was scolding him for meddling in his own business, his face flushed immediately, and he glared at him angrily. Just as he was about to speak, a female monk behind him stopped him.

The female monk said to Mu Xing in a gentle tone: "My junior brother is young and fast-talking, please don't take offense to this fellow Taoist, he has no bad intentions."

Mu Xing said "hmm": "I'm not surprised, anyway, I've scolded back on the spot."

Female monk: "..."

She struggled to maintain her smile: "Xu Mengyue, the Immortal Sect of the Royal Dao, I don't know which school you are?"