When the cannon fodder meets the villain boss

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Situ Cang quickly calmed down the chill around him, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "It's the disciple who lost his composure." Why did he forget that there is a contract between himself and his junior brother, if his junior brother falls, he must feel it.

"Master, may it be possible to find out where the younger brother was teleported?" Situ Cang asked expectantly.

Yuxuzi shook his head, "No, there are too many damaged places in this teleportation array."

"Then what should I do?" Situ Cang was a little uneasy. After all, his junior only had the cultivation base of Nascent Soul, if he were to be exiled to other dangerous places...

"Let's go back to the sect and look for your Uncle Yulingzi."

It's just that Situ Cang and Yu Xuzi are destined to be disappointed, because Yu Lingzi can't figure out where Nangong Weiran has gone, but Nangong Weiran's life is not in danger.

"The fate between you has ended in this realm, and there will be no possibility of meeting again in this cultivation realm." Yu Lingzi looked at the pained look of his nephew without sadness or joy. He had never experienced love and helplessness. Understand Situ Cang's pain, "But you don't need to suffer, you are destined to accompany each other, work hard to cultivate and ascend as soon as possible, the fairyland is the place where you will meet again."

After hearing this, Situ Cang turned around and left, and then couldn't retreat.

Yu Xuzi watched Situ Cang leave helplessly, and then asked, "Junior brother, is what you said true?" He actually didn't doubt what his junior brother said. Junior brother never lied, but sometimes he kept some of it.

Yu Lingzi smiled faintly, "Brother, let's ascend as soon as possible." Then he continued to drink tea without opening his mouth.

Ten years later, Yu Xuzi and Yu Lingzi ascended to heaven on the same day.

Thirty years later, Situ Cang crossed the catastrophe.

Forty years later, Situ Cang ascended to the throne.

300 years later, the cultivators of the Transcending Tribulation Period brought their disciples to Huayang Realm to visit the Void Spirit Sect, and left three days later.

"Master, where are we going?" Yi Chuan asked, blinking his big eyes. The little child's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at his master.

"Leaving Huayang Realm, I'll find you a latent sect cultivator." Nangong Weiran, a cultivator during the tribulation period, who has disappeared for 300 years, rubbed his disciple's little head, and replied with a smile, but there was a faint tinge of sympathy in that smile. lonely.

"Master, you don't want me anymore?" Yi Chuan stared wide-eyed, the inside was foggy, very pitiful.

Nangong Weiran smiled, "No, Yichuan, the master-student relationship between you and me will not be cut off because of this, but you also have your chance and destiny. If you miss it because of me, it will be your loss."

Yi Chuan seemed to understand, but only understood that the master did not intend to abandon himself.

Seeing the disciple's chubby face, Nangong Weiran couldn't bear it, but for the sake of the disciple's future, he could only be ruthless.

Coming to the medium-sized realm calculated by Bu Suan and sending his apprentice who has sealed his memory to the sect where his own apprentice is destined to suffer all kinds of torture and pain, but will also transform his junior and senior disciples and finally break free from fate, Nangong Weiran sighed and left again.

Two years later, Nangong Weiran gave the golden finger he made to his apprentice without any trace.

Ten years later, Nangong Weiran successfully crossed the tribulation, and then sealed his cultivation base to extend his stay in the realm of cultivation.

100 years later, Nangong Weiran rescued the soul of his apprentice who was besieged because of betrayal and finally blew himself up. He violated the rules and used the forbidden technique to send the apprentice's soul back in time.

After 200 years, Nangong, who finally recovered his realm, ascended to the fairy world.