Cultivate with an African God

Mu Xinghe was probably dead.

Logically speaking, his death is not a big deal, even if he belongs to one of the best cultivating sects like Yunfu Sect, he is only an outer disciple, the world is dangerous, monsters are rampant, and it is not uncommon for people with low morals to die in danger.

But someone was very upset.

It was a young man in expensive clothes, and his childish face was full of gloom. He said in a hateful voice: "Waste is waste, and even when you die, you are causing trouble to others!"

The Zongmen Fahui is approaching, and rewarding those with outstanding records in the inner sect competition requires refining a large number of magic weapons, so the sect sends a large number of outer sect disciples to collect basic materials. Once Mu Xinghe dies, he will have to trouble others to make up for his share of the collection. In fact, this is a trouble; in addition, when someone died at this joint, the Zongmen had to investigate again to see if there were other people with ulterior motives who wanted to sabotage the puja, which was another trouble.

Mu Xinghe's aptitude is mediocre, and he probably tried his best to get into the Yunfu Sect. The outer disciples are no longer as good as the inner disciples, and his cultivation is the slowest among the outer disciples. Don't be ridiculed and cold-eyed, this time even the collection of materials can cause accidents, and it also attracted inner disciples to investigate, it is inevitable that some people will be dissatisfied.

Someone sighed, and said: "You usually bully Mu Xinghe in every possible way, now that he is dead, so let's not say a few words." The person who spoke had a round face, gentle eyebrows, very much like the golden boy in the New Year pictures, First, he found Mu Xinghe's leftover shoes and sect tokens, and thus knew that something happened to Mu Xinghe.Perhaps because such things are rarely encountered, his complexion is not very good-looking.

The rich boy subconsciously opened his mouth to argue, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak, his face was cloudy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What happened, who died?"

A clear and bright young voice came from not far away, and everyone looked over. The man was standing at the end of the long steps, his clothes were disheveled, his feet were bare, his trousers were rolled up between his calves, revealing his healthy and strong calf, and his face was dirty. , with a casual smile, but his eyes were terribly bright.

If it wasn't Mu Xinghe, who could it be?

Mu Xinghe is actually dead.

He was collecting materials near the sect, and encountered two masters in a battle. The winner saw that there were unrelated people present, and wiped out his primordial spirit.

Die was so easy, almost child's play.

The primordial spirit should have died after being erased, but it never expected that someone would suddenly pass through this body by mistake.

This person is an ordinary otaku. If there is anything different, it is that he once had a dream of becoming a big devil who conquered the world.

He has amazing mobility and the mind to not be caught doing bad things, but it is a pity that he was born in a society where the rule of law is prosperous, politics is clear, orderly, and his dream is generally called the second.

Secondary school teenagers have done a lot of secondary school things, such as sneaking into MLM organizations to learn brainwashing techniques and try to anti-brainwashing, such as sneaking into the school radio station after handing in the test papers in advance and using Google Girl to play the answers to the test questions, such as luring small gangsters to fight and pretending to be a policeman Arriving and claiming to help cover and scam the punks out of their money... a headache.

However, one day he suddenly realized that these actions of his have little hope of conquering the world, and it is very likely to become a lifetime of black history...

"Let's be a good man," he thought.

He bid farewell to the second year of secondary school, put on black-framed glasses, put on a plaid shirt and khaki pants exclusive to the Polytechnic House, attended classes well and skipped classes normally, just like a normal Polytechnic House, there are no girls, only gay friends, ordinary, peaceful Points, plain and light.

To be honest... There is also a different kind of pleasure when worrying about such boring things.

It can be seen that this person is very good at having fun. He had a lot of fun when he was in the second grade, and he could have fun with himself when he was not in the second grade.

The day he traveled through was as ordinary as he was then.

There was no class in the morning, so ordinary students naturally slept until the sun was up, got up sleepily and went to the cafeteria, and accepted the half-dream half-awake request from their roommates to ask him to pack something to eat.

In the middle, I met a junior high school girl, exchanged a few pleasantries, lest my black history be brought up, I hurriedly found an excuse to flee.

Walking was really boring, so he took out his mobile phone and played the mobile game "Onmyoji". When he was immersed in counting the next wave of will-o'-the-wisps and skills, he suddenly felt that he had bumped into some hard cylindrical object, and the strange impact called his eyes When it was dark, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

However, at this moment of darkness, his body felt as if thousands of years of time whizzed by, every part seemed to be broken up and then re-condensed.When you open your eyes, the world has quietly changed.

——Originally, it was still green trees and blue sky, and the cafeteria was open, but when I opened my eyes, I saw the stars hanging down and the boundless wheat waves meeting the hills.

He suspected that he hadn't woken up yet, but he tried to remind himself that the linear algebra exam next week, Ma Zhemao, would be invigilated by the academy's Qingfeng Chasing God. Dream.

At the moment when black question marks were dancing wildly in his head, some memories that did not belong to him surged in.

The owner of this body is Mu Xinghe, a very ordinary cultivator in this cultivation world. His parents died early, and he joined the sect to have a skill to defend himself. The same door ridiculed.But Mu Xinghe himself thinks it doesn't matter, he has already joined the sect, and the sect is his shelter, with food and shelter, this is enough for this life.

However, misfortune fell from the sky, and Mu Xinghe failed to fulfill his wish after all.

He received Mu Xinghe's memory, feeling a little dazed.He has indeed YYed many times, what will happen to him in a world with surreal abilities, but YY has zero cost, no consumption, and the most important thing is that it will basically not be realized.

In Mu Xinghe's YY, there are various plots of gaining power and finally becoming the Great Demon King, but now that he really has the conditions to realize it, he only considers one question: how can he safely pass through this life without much power.He saw from his memory how the original owner of this body died, so he knew better than anyone else that the life of a person without strength is like an ant in this world, not worth mentioning.

It took him many years to realize the reality that he was just an ordinary person, and now even if he somehow traveled through time, he would not feel that he was the darling of the world.

This is a world with a system of comprehension. Cultivation is not only about gaining longevity, but also various spells to protect oneself in this chaotic world, so there are many people who practice comprehension.And because of the difference in fundamental skills, there are many different sects here, and the Yunfu sect that Mu Xinghe belongs to is one of them.Mu Xinghe is a beginner in cultivation, he has been a disciple of Yunfu Sect for a year, and he is still wandering in the initial stage of cultivation, so he has been ridiculed by his fellow disciples all the time.

The owner of the whole body is not the kind of genius who knows everything, and he doesn't care about cultivation at all - for him, practice is just to keep himself from wandering in this troubled world, and now he has a powerful sect as his support, I won't starve to death myself, and live a happy life, so what is ridicule and sarcasm?

The current Mu Xinghe thought about the current situation for a moment, patted his dirty pants, recalled the way back for a while, and decided to return to the sect before making plans.

He didn't expect to hear people discussing him as soon as he came back.

After listening to a few words, Mu Xinghe already understood the status of the original owner among his fellow disciples, so he pretended not to hear, and said with a smile, "What happened, who died?"

The little round face was startled when he saw him, and then laughed: "It's just that you're fine."

Mu Xinghe scratched his head, looked very embarrassed, and said casually: "I didn't expect there to be wild beasts over there in Muye. I met one on the road and hid for a night before I dared to come back at dawn."

Mu Ye is the place where Mu Xinghe woke up. On the way back, he recalled the past, and now he made up a random reason as an explanation.

The rich boy breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still worried: "The mere beast is so frightened, and if you say it, it will ruin the reputation of the Yunfu faction. If you are worthless, you will be worthless!"

The inner disciples who came to investigate didn't care about their affairs. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, they ordered Mu Xinghe to hand in the materials on time and in quantity for the next mission after he rested.The disciples of the outer sect were left in place with fascinated faces.

"Inner disciples are indeed inner disciples, and their demeanor and temperament are completely different!"

"We outer sects don't know if we can learn such escapism in this life..."

Mu Xinghe originally wanted to go back to take a rest, but he stopped when he heard their chattering discussions—he was here for the first time, and although he still had some memories of Mu Xinghe himself, there were still some things that were unclear. Maybe you can get the answer from them.

Mu Xinghe found a piece of information in his memory, and interjected: "Will the Zongmen Clan in a month's time choose some outer disciples with good aptitude to be admitted to the inner sect through a competition?"

The original owner of this body was really not very popular, as soon as he spoke, others ridiculed: "Do you think you will be chosen?"

Mu Xinghe hurriedly shouted: "Don't dare, I'm stupid, how dare I think about it."

The man was a little surprised. Mu Xinghe had been very bored all this time, and when he scolded him, he kept silent, which made people even more angry. Seeing that Mu Xinghe showed weakness on his own initiative, it was hard to get along with him. He explained: "Fahui It is said that the outer disciples with good aptitude are selected, but in fact, most of the ones selected in the end are family disciples, and there are not many outer disciples from ordinary backgrounds."

The little round face wondered: "But don't those who want to compete with each other really have real talents? How can they tell who is an outer disciple and who is an inner disciple?"

"Probably because..." a person beside Mu Xinghe said, "The children of the family will have some magical tools, talismans, etc. given by the elders of the family, which is better than ordinary people who only know how to learn magic arts?"

Hearing this, the rich young man couldn't help but sneered and said: "The children of the family are because they are in a family of cultivators, and their cultivation base and understanding have accumulated over time, not by relying on external things to be better than others!" Bai Mo's complexion clearly seemed to be caught in a sore spot, then he pointed at Mu Xinghe, stiffened his neck and said, "It's as if I can defeat you just by relying on my innate skills!"

No, so I can get shot too?

Mu Xinghe remembered that this person's name was Ren Jing, and his uncle in the family was one of the masters of the golden elixir in his sect, with a transcendent status.Just now I mentioned that the family members might already be upset, and then they approached Mu Xinghe, the guy who is the easiest to bully, and who would not be offended by him if he was used as a knife. It is expected that Mu Xinghe would not dare to do anything.

Ren Jing was so provocative, according to Mu Xinghe's temperament, he originally wanted to avoid it, but at that moment, there was a flash of interest in his eyes, and then he laughed: "Okay, try it?"

Ren Jing didn't expect him to dare to fight, instead he was stunned for a while, his eyebrows frowned, as if he was disgusted: "You were in danger just now, I never fight with people who have only one breath left, See you in Yujing in three days!"

Mu Xinghe nodded calmly.

After going through this small disturbance, everyone couldn't chat any longer, and they broke up after saying a few words in embarrassment.

Mu Xinghe walked on the road alone, seeing no one around.Suddenly he said, "What are you?"

——Mu Xinghe is indeed not the kind of person who will start disputes with others, but unfortunately, when Ren Jing was speaking just now, a voice sounded in his head: [Activation of the main task: become the Yunfu faction Inner disciple. 】The author has something to say:

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