How to Raise a Cannon Fodder

At the foot of Mount Gaotu, in Xianze Town, Li Xin, who was supposed to be sleeping in the disciple's room, was now in the tavern, eating signature dishes, drinking mellow and sweet wine, and listening to the people at the next table talking about the mountains.

"What do you think is so good about Gaotu Mountain? Why does my father insist on letting me come to apprentice?" A young man in his twenties complained angrily, "I don't even send me a bodyguard. Those talismans in the mountain It hurts to death!"

"There is a saying in ancient books: Gaotu is a fairy mountain and a blessed land. It is no wonder that it is beautiful and beautiful." At another table, there was a young man with luxurious clothes and delicate features. He shook his head after listening to the young man's words, not agreeing with the young man's point of view. "In terms of swordsmanship, apart from the Palace of Longevity, which does not accept disciples, Gaotu Mountain's swordsmanship is the most exquisite. If you can get some advice from an immortal, ordinary people's ancestral graves will smoke."

Another boy next to him who was a little fatter sneered, and said: "What kind of turtle king, if the Hall of Eternal Life accepts disciples and Nenglun to go to Mount Gaotu? You haven't seen the world and think it's amazing. Gaotu Mountain is a thousand-year-old second child. I was so angry that I squatted in this remote village for two months..."

The good-looking boy's complexion became unsightly, and Li Xin, who had been listening all this time, finally couldn't help laughing, which drew the dissatisfied stare of the fat man over, "What are you laughing at, kid?"

"The talismans of the entry test don't hurt people, and you can pass if you have good aptitude. If you haven't passed in two months, it's better to make plans early."

As soon as these words came out, some people couldn't help laughing.In fact, Li Xin was sitting in an inconspicuous position, and he deliberately used a blindfold, so after sitting at the next table for so long, he finally discovered Li Xin's existence when he heard laughter, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

However, the clothes of Gaotu Mountain's disciples are very recognizable. They are dressed in purple clothes, with a jasper hair crown on their heads, and they look like eggplant essences.

After discovering the existence of Li Xin, the tavern became much quieter—come to Mount Gaotu to seek immortality, how can you have trouble with your future senior brother?

But the fat man persisted, raised his voice again with the strength of alcohol, and got up to push Li Xin's shoulder, "How dare you look down on me, fat man?!"

Unexpectedly, before he touched Li Xin's edge, he fell into the mud, and with a scream like a pig being slaughtered, a chopstick was added to the fat man's hand.

Li Xin calmly put down the remaining chopsticks in his hand to pay the bill at the door, then turned around and looked into the tavern, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd, "Gaotu Mountain has a training: those who speak disrespectful words will be whipped." .You do not have a teacher, so you are exempted from whipping, but those who are qualified to participate in the trial are considered half disciples of Gaotu Mountain, this is just a warning."

The faces of the people in the tavern were different, either envious or frightened, but the good-looking young man had a hint of gloating on his face, without any timidity, and his eyes were bright and cunning, and Li Xin couldn't help it. After a few glances, it seems that this spirit must have not participated in the trial, and it is likely that he has just arrived in Xianze Town.

In fact, Li Xin has always been "treat yourself leniently and discipline others" when it comes to the family rules, otherwise why would he appear in Xianze Town in the middle of the night?

Half a month later, Li Xin, who came back from drinking as usual, sat on the top of the wall with numb legs. In the only place where he could freely enter and exit without being noticed in the barrier of the mountain guard, there was a mentally ill disciple standing at the bottom of the wall.

Li Xin was not sure of the other party's intention, and he was not sure whether he would be exposed by the other party for sneaking down the mountain if he went down rashly.

As for the mental illness, Li Xin came to the conclusion after listening to the disciple muttering to himself for more than half an hour.

"Both parents died. At first, he was a housekeeper, so he must be the protagonist."

"Aptitude is mediocre, a dude, parents are still alive, a proper cannon fodder."

"The desire to spend an ordinary life in the world of cultivating immortals is not low at all."

"The cannon fodder still wants to cultivate immortality because he thinks his life is too long. Before the protagonist doesn't know me, run away!"

"From now on, put an end to all activities that have the opportunity to contact the protagonist, stay away from the protagonist, and cherish life."

The man was muttering and pacing back and forth, so absorbed that he didn't even notice that there was another person on the wall. Isn't it sick?It seemed to be the one I met in the tavern before. I thought he was a clever person, but I didn't expect that there was something wrong with his mind.

Seeing that it would be dawn soon, Li Xin would be discovered by the day-duty disciples who came to hand over the night-duty disciples if he didn't go over the wall, and he would inevitably be sent to the punishment hall to be whipped.

Finally, Li Xin couldn't bear it any longer, and whistled at the disciple at the bottom of the wall, "Climb over the wall for a long time, do you want to wait for the elder of discipline to send you to Huangquan Road?"

When Li Xin suddenly interrupted his self-talk, the disciple was taken aback. The moment he looked up and saw Li Xin, his expression became very frightened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Fuck! The main character has appeared! You, don't come here!"

Li Xin didn't expect his reaction to be so violent, worried that he would continue to yell and attract night-duty disciples, Li Xin jumped off the wall immediately and covered his mouth.

"Shut up, you and I will be punished for attracting night duty disciples."

The disciple was cut behind his back by Li Xin, unable to move. Li Xin's eyes fell on the name embroidered on the skirt of the disciple's shirt, and he read it softly, "Yan Zhi? A child of the Yan family?"

Yan Zhi nodded, hinting frantically to Li Xin to break his arm lightly with his eyes.

In the world of cultivating immortals where the strong are king, Yan Zhi can't think of a better way to meet someone with a higher cultivation level than himself, except to show weakness and beg for mercy.

"Spending money to find guilt?"

Yan Zhi was sweating profusely from the pain, and Yan Zhi was deeply concerned about the matter of seeking guilt and suffering, and nodded repeatedly.

Not long ago, he traveled to this world of cultivating immortals and mistakenly thought that he was the protagonist. He happily came to Gaotu Mountain to seek immortality and discuss Taoism. For the dream of cultivating immortals, he endured the hardships of Gaotu Mountain.

But just when he was about to show off his grand plans, he sadly discovered that there was someone else who fit his design.

Mount Gaotu is such a big place, and anyone who has any details or stories will spread to the point where everyone knows it in a few days.Not to mention the only orphan among the children of the family.

Therefore, when Yan Zhi learned that there was a person in Gaotu Mountain whose parents both died, who grew up in Gaotu Mountain, who was once a servant in charge of purchasing immortal materials, and who made an exception to accept him as a registered disciple because of his talent, he realized that This man is better suited to be the protagonist than he is.

According to the law of "being close to the protagonist will never end well", Yan Zhi's dream of cultivating immortals was forced to end by himself. After all, it is more important to save one's life in front of the dream.

And before the heavily guarded Gao Tushan wanted to sneak down the mountain away from the protagonist, he did a lot of psychological construction for himself.

But who would have imagined meeting Li Xin in this place.

Seeing that Yan Zhi had no intention of continuing to struggle, Li Xin let go of the restraint on Yan Zhi. After Yan Zhi regained his freedom, he rubbed his arm, looked at Li Xin vigilantly, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Can you treat him as a Nothing happened? Go back to sleep?"