Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

Ying Shu knew what his father was expecting.

In the past few years, Mu Xing's name has always appeared in the sect, and he knew that his father had never given up on the idea of ​​recognizing Mu Xing back.

But what reason do they have?

If Mu Xing's life is not good and the situation is bleak, they may be able to recognize him back and give him a comfortable and worry-free life.

But now that Mu Xing is doing well, he doesn't need them at all.

Moreover, Ying Shu recalled how she saw Mu Xing: his brother by blood seemed very gentle and kind, but since he made a decision, no one could change his mind.

His father was doomed to be disappointed.

Ying Shu said: "It's nothing, he just finished the competition, saw me, and said a few words casually."

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Ying Tianhai didn't give up: "There are so many vacant seats in the audience, but he just sits next to you. This means that he still has some affection for you, right? Did he ask about me and your mother?"

Ying Shu shook his head: "No."

Ying Tianhai was a little irritable.

Ying Shu couldn't help but said: "Father, brother...Mu Xing is now practicing with Mr. Lianhua very smoothly and living a good life, and he doesn't want us to disturb him. Just let go of some things."

Ying Tianhai straightened his face and glared at him: "What do you know! He has great luck, and it is natural for him to practice smoothly, and it has nothing to do with Yue Fubai! If he is a disciple of my Yudao Xianzong, there is such a The genius is in charge, and the Imperial Dao Immortal Sect doesn't need me to worry about it for a thousand years!"

"But he doesn't want to, no one can force him!" Ying Shu has always respected his father, this is the first time he refuted Ying Tianhai so seriously.

"We are indebted to our elder brother. He has achieved his current achievements without the credit of Yudao Xianzong. What face and position do we have to let him pay for Yudao Xianzong?"

"What do you know!" Ying Tianhai was retorted, not worried, but the person in front of him was his own blood.

"Your mother and I have raised you too naively. Ying Shu, next month, your brother Wei has a sect mission, so you can go with him."

Ying Tianhai stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "This time, I won't take extra care of you, you should grow up too."

Ying Shu nodded: "It should have been like this a long time ago. Thank you father for your trouble."

He bowed to Ying Tianhai and took his leave.

In the following years, he has been practicing with his fellow disciples.After Mu Xing's enlightenment, and staying away from the sect to experience life and death several times, his state of mind gradually became more complete.

Ying Shu often hears some news about Mu Xing.

This man is really too dazzling.

For monks to practice, they all advance quickly in the early stage. From the beginning of alchemy, they need more talent and state of mind.

Many people have difficulty forming golden elixir throughout their lives.

As for the realm after Jindan, it is even more difficult to break through.

In addition to cultivation, what is more difficult to break through is the human demon.

But these bottlenecks, which are so difficult for monks, do not seem to exist in Mu Xing.

By the time Ying Shu went through life and death several times, and finally formed the Golden Elixir, Mu Xing had already become the youngest cultivator in the cultivation world.

He is a legend in the cultivation world.

He is clearly the only disciple of Lord Lianhua of the Demon Sect, and he is also practicing the Demon Sect's skills, but his temperament and spiritual power are purer than any monk's.

The monks of the Demon Sect like to mention him very much, and think that the existence of Mu Xing is simply slapping those monks of the Immortal Sect in the face.

Immortal sects also like to mention him, especially the disciples of Yudao Xianzong. Every time they talk about this person, they have a complicated face. After all, if there were no mistakes back then, this person should be the pride of Yudao Xianzong .

Mu Xing didn't care about the rumors outside.

He spends most of his time following his master, living in a mortal city, watching mortals grow old, sick and die, and dynasties change.Be a spectator in the world of mortals.

The mysterious light group appeared in his dream again after many years.

It's just that the tone of his speech seems to be a little different from before, more like it was at the beginning, always trying to "enlighten" him and let him resist the unfair fate.

But now the light group has very little influence on Mu Xing. When he doesn't want to talk to it, he just quits. When the light group wants to dream again, he doesn't know when it will be.

In the blink of an eye, 200 years have passed.

Mu Xing realized that his cultivation had already reached the peak of this world, and he could not go any further, but he seemed to be short of something to ascend.

On this day, he traveled around and came to a human city.

He didn't think of anything at first, until he passed an abandoned city wall.

On the city wall, there were two young scholars enjoying the scenery and chatting. One of them sighed, "The capital of the former dynasty is now so depressed."

The former capital?

Mu Xing raised his head and saw the ancient characters "Cangyang" on the city wall.

Cangyang City?

Memories from a long time ago flooded into his mind, and he remembered that this body was abandoned in Cangyang City.

He and Yue Fubai still lived here for a while, but the two of them often changed places to live. After hundreds of years, I don't know how many places they have changed.

It was rare for Mu Xing to be a little interested, so he strolled around the former ancient capital alone.

He didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, and many people around him couldn't help but look at this young man with an outstanding appearance.Even, many flower brocade handkerchiefs were smashed on him.

Thinking about the openness of the world today, young girls are also much bolder.

Mu Xing followed his memory all the way to a small alley.

But there are no small alleys here anymore, a row of flat houses have been built, with a spacious street in front.

Where he once leaned against the wall to beg, a tall plum tree was planted, and now the tree is full of blue fruits.

It was here that he was picked up by his master, and his life was changed forever.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew past him, and a thin and nimble figure quickly ran past him, swishing up the tree like a monkey.

Not long after, a few servant-like men ran over aggressively from the corner and walked up to Mu Xing. Probably because of his aura, the leader bowed his hands, quite politely:

"Young master, can you see a seven or eight-year-old boy in blue cloth?"

Mu Xing smiled and shook his head.

Those people said:

"The little thief must have run away."

"Keep chasing southeast!"

Seeing those people disappearing at the corner of the street, the branches of the tree rustled, and the little girl with rolling eyes jumped down from the tree.

"Thank you, big brother." He bowed his hands to Mu Xing in a dignified manner, and was about to leave.

It's pretty similar, Mu Xing thought, this dirty boy is obviously a little girl.

"Stop." Mu Xing called to stop him.

Wang Xiaotian turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what this young man who looked like a fairy was calling him.

"Why steal?" Mu Xing asked him.

Wang Xiaotian scratched his head and snorted: "Who told their master to call me a child without parents and deduct my wages! Am I, Wang Xiaotian, the kind of person who can take anger?"

Mu Xing asked him: "Would you like to come with me?"

Wang Xiaotian was dumbfounded: "?"

Many years later, Wang Xiaotian, who has become Lianhuajun's junior disciple and changed his name to Wang Yan, can't forget the way his senior brother stretched out his hand to him back then.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

She always likes to ask her senior brother why he fell in love with her back then?

Mu Xing would pat her head: "Maybe in the previous life, what fate do we have?"

When he was sick and lying in the cold snow that year, when he was in a daze, a gentle voice approached, leaving him with a warm blanket and a bag full of food.

The first time he saw Wang Xiaotian, he recognized her.

Everything has a cause and effect, and after repaying this kindness, he will have no more thoughts in this life.