When the boss is dressed as cannon fodder

The suzerain looked at his beloved disciple who was kneeling on the ground and blamed himself, sighed lightly, and asked him to get up: "Do you know the name of that person?"

"I don't know. Judging by his clothes, he is an outer disciple of our Sword Sect. He was injured and abandoned on the back mountain of Yaoding Peak. When the master and uncle found him, he was almost dead."

Lu Fei shook his head, then glanced at the peak master of the eye medicine Dingfeng, bowed his head and said softly.

"Boy Lu, what do you think I'm doing, old man? I found him in our Yaoding Peak. Just find out which outer sect disciples are working as handymen in my Yaoding Peak today. Sect disciple murderous hands?"

Apparently, no one thought that Shan Hai would accept an outside disciple as an in-house disciple. Hearing the narration, he might be the only direct disciple and would not accept any more disciples.

However, everyone understands in their hearts that this is somewhat of a trifle. Those who can become outer disciples in their sect are selected by the peak masters, and their own talents are not good. It may be true as Lu Fei said, it is really annoying I'm afraid that no matter who it was, they would be pointed at by the other party and accepted as a personal disciple.

For a while, everyone suddenly realized that someone who didn't know life and death was very lucky. Even if he couldn't inherit the mantle of Shan Hai, having such a master would be considered a step up to the sky. The medicine was thrown on it abruptly, not to mention anything else, in the lifetime, the golden core cultivation base is still there, so the life span is more than double that of ordinary people.

"Lu Fei, leave this matter to you to find out the ins and outs of the matter."

"Yes, Master."

After the suzerain said this, it was considered to be a sentence for this matter of accepting apprentices, and then looked at the peak masters of each peak, and said with a smile: "Since Master Shanhai has already accepted apprentices, when the time comes, we will always I can see each other, now let’s see what talented disciples are there this year, and invite those disciples who have passed the test of entering the mountain to take the spiritual root test first.”

Accompanied by a deafening bell, all the people waiting outside filed in under the leadership of the Jianzong people, waiting for this spiritual root test.

The last outer disciple who was walking was listening to the complaints of his companions with a smile on his head, nodding his head in apology.

"Qingyang, why did you come here? I thought you wouldn't come? You were almost late. If you wait for the next time, it will be ten years later. Could it be that you want to be a disciple of the outside sect for the rest of your life?"

"I'm sorry, sorry, I overslept for a while, and I came late, no one noticed, right?"

"No, I answered for you when the disciples from the outer sect called the roll call. Luckily, it was my fellow countryman who called the roll call. Otherwise, you would be disqualified like that Lin Chuan. You can only wait ten years later. It's strange why he didn't come .”

"I don't know, didn't he come? Probably because I feel hopeless."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk, just watch the test."

......

At this time, Lin Chuan was in a daze, feeling as if he was being burned on fire, and the memories in his brain were mixed with many memories that did not belong to him at all, nor did they belong to the original body. The vague memory is too old at first glance, so long that it doesn't belong to this era at all.

The memory of this body is short, let him know at a glance that the original body has the same name as himself, and it was originally a villager in a small fishing village near the Canglan Sea where the Xiaoyao Sword Sect is located. He was moved by the people around him. Ten years ago, Xiaoyao Jianzong recruited many disciples, so he wanted to go up the mountain to try.

Fortunately, I passed the first test, but when I tested the spiritual roots, it was found to be five-element miscellaneous spiritual roots. The more spiritual roots, the more complicated it is, the harder it is to absorb spiritual energy, and the slower the cultivation speed. According to the person who tested it at the time, this miscellaneous Spiritual root, more than 3 lines, it is very difficult to draw qi into the body. Even if you really have the perseverance to practice, you can only stop at practicing qi. It is estimated that you can't even build a foundation, so you might as well go down the mountain and become a mortal. This is wonderful, there is no need to die on the way to practice.

After hearing this, the original body did not give up. After all, he was alone, so he was not alive. What's more, he heard that there were medicinal herbs that could cleanse the marrow and cut tendons, and change one's spiritual root constitution.

With this little hope, Yuan himself stubbornly became an outer disciple, keeping his own place on weekdays, keeping a low profile and not causing trouble, diligently doing chores, and going to Zangshuge as an outer disciple when he had time Borrow some books to read, familiarize yourself with medicinal herbs, and hope to have that luck one day.

Yesterday, it was the same outer disciple named Feng Qingyang from the original body who went to the back mountain of Yaoding Peak to do the daily task of picking herbs.

The original body was lucky enough to find a spiritual herb, which was exactly the same as the marrow-washing herb that he had read in the books that could be used to cut tendons, change constitution and spiritual roots, and was worth thousands of dollars. In the end, Feng Qingyang killed people and seized the treasure, and when Lin Chuan came, the original body had already stayed in the back mountain all night, and it was almost getting cold or rather, it was already cold.

This memory belongs to the original body, from the moment the other party kills and seizes the marrow-washing grass, it is considered to have robbed the original body of luck.

According to the past rules, Lin Chuan can definitely guess that Feng Qingyang is the protagonist of this fairy world, and his current task goal.However, what happened to the chaotic memory of the ancient times? What made him feel familiar was the name Xiaoyao Jianzong he heard from other people.

Scattered memories let him know the general origin of Xiaoyao Jianzong.Because the person who founded the sect was a sword cultivator, although a hundred flowers bloom in this Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and each peak cultivates different ways, formations, swords, bans, talismans, beasts, martial arts, and alchemy, but sword cultivators are still the main ones, and the number of people is small. most.

The memory was chaotic, which made Lin Chuan have a splitting headache. Just when Lin Chuan couldn't bear it and wanted to force himself to wake up, he felt a familiar energy pour into his forehead, making him relax, suppressing those chaotic memories, and slowly waking up. Opening his eyes, what he saw was a hand with distinct joints, two fingers close together, and a faint golden light floating between the other's fingers.

Looking up slightly along the arm, he saw a person who looked exactly like Qin Fan looking down at him expressionlessly, and his hands kept moving.

Lin Chuan wanted to ask clearly. He vaguely remembered that the other party's Taoist name seemed to be Shan Hai. The moment the other party picked him up, he had already noticed that the other party's breath was different, and there was something missing, so it just looked like ?

But he could faintly feel that the other party had come to look for him at the back mountain, otherwise, he should have appeared in Zexian Temple, where the disciples were selected, as the man said, instead of appearing here.

"do not move."

Regarding Lin Chuan's non-cooperation, Shanhai Jianzun coldly pointed Lin Chuan's head with his fingers, and did something that did not conform to his identity. Human feelings, but Lin Chuan could feel the concern in this voice.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

Lin Chuan didn't move as he said, and asked out the doubts in his heart.

"The world calls me Sword Lord Shanhai, and now it belongs to you..." At this moment, thinking of what he said to that disciple before, Sword Master Shanhai frowned slightly, skipped the words, and continued to explain:

"You are now in Lin Haifeng, my residence."

Hearing this, Lin Chuan was slightly taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously: "Lin Haifeng?"

From that chaotic memory, he knew that this mountain peak was the place chosen by the first suzerain of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, and it was also the residence of the other party.

Whether it is the three characters "Lin Haifeng" written with sword energy on a certain cliff of this mountain, or the four characters "Xiaoyao Jianzong" written on the smooth mountain wall carved out by a single sword on the highest mountain of Xiaoyao Jianzong, All from the hands of the suzerain.As for the other peaks, they are mostly named by other elders who originally chose the peak.

The other party lives here?This is not a low status in Xiaoyao Jianzong.

Shanhai Jianzun saw that the other party seemed to question what he said, and was a little displeased: "You don't believe it?"

Lin Chuan could feel that all the injuries on his body had been repaired, but it was still the five-element spiritual root, which was a waste spirit root for these people, but he knew that it was by no means a waste spirit root:

"Well, so what?"

"So?" Shanhai Jianzun was slightly taken aback by Lin Chuan's rhetorical question, the other party didn't believe him, how could he throw the other party down the mountain?I can't.

"Then can you tell me why you knew I was injured there?"

Shanhai Jianzun didn't expect Lin Chuan to ask this question, but he still told the truth: "I don't know, I feel like you will be there."

"Then you accept me as an apprentice? Even if I'm a waste spirit root?" Seeing the other party's expression was not perfunctory, Lin Chuan continued to insinuate, he vaguely heard the conversation between him and the disciple.

"I didn't intend to take you as an apprentice."

When Sword Master Shanhai said this, a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart, it should not be like this, what he wanted to say was obviously not this, the apprentice was just trying to perfunctory those people who always used the matter of accepting apprentices to disturb his Qingxiu.

Seeing what the other party said, Lin Chuan felt that the conversation was getting worse and worse this day. He sat up from the bed, and he still wanted to confirm whether his feelings were wrong, whether everything was just a coincidence, or something else hidden.

"Well, now I'm hungry."

"hungry?"

Shanhai Jianzun looked at Lin Chuan with lowered eyes and trembling eyelashes, as if he didn't understand.

He himself has cultivated to the transcending tribulation stage, and he is considered a semi-immortal physique, so he doesn't feel hungry at all. Therefore, Shanhai Jianzun, who hasn't heard this word for a long time, can't react for a while.

As if to verify that Lin Chuan hadn't lied to him, Lin Chuan's stomach made a rumbling sound at this time. From yesterday when Yuanchen was killed to this morning, Yuanchen is a person who eats grains, and he is not made of iron. Hunger is natural .

"I want to eat. Since you saved me, you can't let the person you save starve to death, right?"

As soon as Shanhai Jianzun heard the word 'starve to death', he said, "I can't."

"Then let people prepare food for me to eat."

"nobody."

Shanhai Jianzun shook his head slightly, his Lin Haifeng had no one except him.

"What does it mean that there is no one? It means that there are only you and me in Lin Haifeng? Not even a sweeper?"

"Ah."

"That's fine."

"it is good?"

Shanhai Jianzun didn't know what Lin Chuan meant by what he said, why he was happy to hear that they were the only ones in this mountain, but seeing each other happy, he felt his unconscious heart beating slightly.