The boss is dressed as cannon fodder

Jiang He occasionally takes his daughter to the mortal world.

Although mortals cannot practice cultivation, the air that circulates with the cultivation world brings a little spiritual energy, making the mortal crops seem to be fertilized with super fertilizers, and basically no one starves to death.

Chickens are fat and ducks are strong, pigs are as fat as elephants, and there is a full warehouse of rice that can't be eaten!

Ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum are common, and they are long-lived and healthy. They are not old at the age of 100, and can still be new o!

"But why do cultivators always say that mortals are suffering?" Jiang Xinyue couldn't understand it. Mortals have parents, don't get sick, and can eat and wear warm clothes. Why are they still suffering?

Like her, she has some food and meat to eat, her father is by her side, and she can stroke the soft fur of Xuetuan, so she feels very happy.

Jiang He said lightly: "Although there are no natural disasters, there are man-made disasters, such as wars, invasions of demon cultivators..."

"Demon cultivators are all bad guys, and the flesh and negative emotions of mortals are good for them, so they want to catch mortals." Jiang Xinyue recited the introduction of demon cultivators in the book she had read before.

Then she was puzzled again, "But why do people fight each other? Do humans also need each other's flesh and blood?"

Jiang He thought for a while and said, "That's because people are greedy."

"Like monsters hunting, they will stop hunting after they are full. But humans are different. After they are full and warm, they will want to eat better and dress more beautifully. That's why snow foxes in the mortal world are almost extinct because their fur is too beautiful."

Jiang Xinyue asked in confusion, "So beauty is a bad thing?"

Jiang He looked at his daughter's cute little face, which was meticulously carved at a young age and could glimpse the future beauty, and said carefully, "No, beauty is a gift from God and a good thing! But if there is no enough matching strength to protect it, it is a bad thing."

In order to make Jiang Xinyue understand what he said, Jiang He took his daughter quietly into the mortal palace of a certain country.

The emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty was in the Golden Palace, discussing with his ministers to attack neighboring countries.

The invisible Jiang Xinyue raised her head and looked at her all-knowing father, and asked in confusion: "Dad, why do they attack neighboring countries?"

"To expand the territory."

"Is it because the emperor's country does not have enough territory? But I see that many places are uninhabited."

"The robbed territory is not for people to live in, but for reputation."

"Reputation? It can't be seen or touched..." The little girl was even more confused and felt a little dizzy.

"Although the land emperor can't use it, his country is big, and people from other countries are afraid when they see it, and dare not make plans." Jiang He explained, "Other countries are afraid of him and dare not attack, so he will attack other countries in turn, and then the land area will become larger and larger."

Jiang Xinyue is still,桂偉鍍呭gui扉瀀红抇燇瀛僃峰匌m. 铡熺珯鐪嬩公銆 Jiang He occasionally takes his daughter to the secular world.

Although mortals cannot practice, the air that circulates with the world of cultivation brings a little spiritual energy, making the crops of the mortal world seem to be fertilized with super fertilizers, and basically no one starves to death.

Chickens are fat and ducks are strong, pigs are as fat as elephants, and there is a full warehouse of rice that can't be eaten!

Ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum are common, and they are long-lived and healthy. They are not old at the age of 100, and can still be new o!

"But why do cultivators always say that mortals are suffering?" Jiang Xinyue couldn't understand it. Mortals have parents, don't get sick, and can eat and wear warm clothes. Why are they still suffering?

Like her, she has some food and meat to eat, her father is by her side, and she can stroke the soft fur of Xuetuan, so she feels very happy.

Jiang He said lightly: "Although there are no natural disasters, there are man-made disasters, such as wars, invasions of demon cultivators..."

"Demon cultivators are all bad guys, and the flesh and negative emotions of mortals are good for them, so they want to catch mortals." Jiang Xinyue recited the introduction of demon cultivators in the book she had read before.

Then she was puzzled again, "But why do people fight each other? Do humans also need each other's flesh and blood?"

Jiang He thought for a while and said, "That's because people are greedy."

"Like monsters hunting, they will stop hunting after they are full. But humans are different. After they are full and warm, they will want to eat better and dress more beautifully. That's why snow foxes in the mortal world are almost extinct because their fur is too beautiful."

Jiang Xinyue asked in confusion, "So beauty is a bad thing?"

Jiang He looked at his daughter's cute little face, which was meticulously carved at a young age and could glimpse the future beauty, and said carefully, "No, beauty is a gift from God and a good thing! But if there is no enough matching strength to protect it, it is a bad thing."

In order to make Jiang Xinyue understand what he said, Jiang He took his daughter quietly into the mortal palace of a certain country.

The emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty was in the Golden Palace, discussing with his ministers to attack neighboring countries.

The invisible Jiang Xinyue raised her head and looked at her all-knowing father, and asked in confusion: "Dad, why do they attack neighboring countries?"

"To expand the territory."

"Is the territory of this emperor's country not enough? But I see that many places are uninhabited."

"The robbed territory is not for people to live in, but for reputation."

"Reputation? It can't be seen or touched..." The little girl was even more confused and felt a little dizzy.

"Although the land emperor can't use it, his country is big, and people from other countries are afraid when they see it, and dare not make plans." Jiang He explained, "Other countries are afraid of him and dare not attack, so he turns around and attacks other countries, and then the land area becomes larger and larger."

Jiang Xinyue is still

The first person in the harem, can you reincarnate again? "

The beautiful concubine shed tears, but her resentful, entangled and painful look did not arouse Jiang Xinyue's sympathy at all.

What she sympathized with was the child in this concubine's belly. It was so pitiful that his mother didn't want him.

"Dad, this woman can actually leave the palace. If she leaves with her children, the Queen and the others will not target her..." Jiang Xinyue sighed old-fashionedly, "I finally understand what it means to have a weak heart."

At this time, a boy of seven or eight years old rushed in. Seeing his mother in tears, he said angrily: "Concubine, is the queen bullying you again?"

Concubine Xiuli sat silently and wept.

The boy's face was tense, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi! Mother, we will not be weak forever!"

Jiang Xinyue, who was flying in the air with her father in her arms, caught these familiar words and wanted to look out to see who was speaking.

Jiang He patted her little butt, "Don't poke your head in, be careful if you fall."

Jiang Xinyue laughed and rubbed her head on her father's shoulder for a while, then found a comfortable position and yawned.

Jiang He's eyes swept across the palace casually. He felt that he was wrong at the beginning. How could a woman with a beautiful face and a son who was living a decent life among the people be as fragile and pitiful as she looked?

The white lotus blossoms are so beautiful, because there is mud under the feet.

After leaving the palace, Jiang He asked his daughter: "Xinyue, what did you learn?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her somewhat confused head, clasped her fingers and said: "First of all, don't make a name for yourself. You can't eat or wear a name for nothing; and you have to become stronger. As long as you become stronger, you can have children if you want. Who dares to harm me?" The sword cuts!"

At this point, the little girl was no longer sleepy. She clenched her little fists and said aggressively, "Dad, that concubine did something wrong. Rather than frame the prince in turn, it is better to kill the emperor directly. As long as she is the emperor, she is the biggest influencer in the dynasty. , she can have children freely!”

Jiang He's hand stopped, becoming emperor just to have children?

The little girl thought of her own mother, whose strength was greatly reduced after giving birth to her. In order to save her, she was killed by a demon cultivator. She said firmly: "You can't have children without strength! You must become stronger!"

Jiang He's face began to twist. Girl, getting stronger has nothing to do with having children!

However, the little girl has already made up her mind, "Dad, Xinyue has many shortcomings. She is too timid and easily deceived. I want to practice more!"

Jiang He swallowed back the words of educating his daughter. Anyway, her daughter has realized the importance of becoming stronger.

**

In a certain cave.

"Dad, there is a skeleton here." Jiang Xinyue was a little scared and hugged her father's neck tightly.

,桡傛灉鍐卭gui扉牀红懇燇燛岃峰匌m. 铡熺珯鐪嬩公銆 The first person in the harem, would you like to be reincarnated again? "

The beautiful concubine shed tears, but her resentful, entangled and painful look did not arouse Jiang Xinyue's sympathy at all.

What she sympathized with was the child in this concubine's belly. It was so pitiful that his mother didn't want him.

"Dad, this woman can actually leave the palace. If she leaves with her children, the Queen and the others will not target her..." Jiang Xinyue sighed old-fashionedly, "I finally understand what it means to have a weak heart."

At this time, a boy of seven or eight years old rushed in. Seeing his mother in tears, he said angrily: "Concubine, is the queen bullying you again?"

Concubine Xiuli sat silently and wept.

The boy's face was tense, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi! Mother and concubine, we will not be weak forever!"

Jiang Xinyue, who was flying in the air with her father in her arms, caught these familiar words and wanted to look out to see who was speaking.

Jiang He patted her little butt, "Don't poke your head in, be careful if you fall."

Jiang Xinyue laughed and rubbed her head on her father's shoulder for a while, then found a comfortable position and yawned.

Jiang He's eyes swept across the palace casually. He felt that he was wrong at the beginning. How could a woman with a beautiful face and a son who was living a decent life among the people be as fragile and pitiful as she looked?

The white lotus blossoms are so beautiful, because there is mud under the feet.

After leaving the palace, Jiang He asked his daughter: "Xinyue, what did you learn?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her somewhat confused head, clasped her fingers and said: "First of all, don't make a name for yourself. You can't eat or wear a name for nothing; and you have to become stronger. As long as you become stronger, you can have children if you want. Who dares to harm me?" The sword cuts!"

At this point, the little girl was no longer sleepy. She clenched her little fists and said aggressively, "Dad, that concubine did something wrong. Rather than frame the prince in turn, it is better to kill the emperor directly. As long as she is the emperor, she is the biggest influencer in the dynasty. , she can have children freely!”

Jiang He's hand stopped, becoming emperor just to have children?

The little girl thought of her own mother, whose strength was greatly reduced after giving birth to her. In order to save her, she was killed by a demon cultivator. She said firmly: "You can't have children without strength! You must become stronger!"

Jiang He's face began to twist. Girl, getting stronger has nothing to do with having children!

However, the little girl has already made up her mind, "Dad, Xinyue has many shortcomings. She is too timid and easily deceived. I want to practice more!"

Jiang He swallowed back the words of educating his daughter. Anyway, her daughter has realized the importance of becoming stronger.

**

In a certain cave.

"Dad, there is a skeleton here." Jiang Xinyue was a little scared and hugged her father's neck tightly.

Obscene.

"No need." He said coldly, very disrespectful.

The leading monk said ferociously: "This is called Shen Ji No. 1. It can transmit sounds thousands of miles without spending any spiritual stones. It is a magic weapon we discovered from the ancient secret realm."

"No need!" Jiang He said the same thing.

The other monks finally couldn't hold it anymore and said in a cold voice: "Brother, what are you talking nonsense to him? Just kill him! The little girl is good-looking, let's test whether it is water spirit root. If it is water spirit root, it will be sold to Furnace Tower."

"This little girl is very watery. She probably has watery roots."

"Recently, there are fewer and fewer water spirit roots. Luding Tower will definitely be willing to pay a big price."

Jiang He covered his daughter's ears, his voice as cold as ice, "Everyone can punish human traffickers!"

Jiang He is very happy that this is a world where the jungle is strong and the law is unclear.

So he killed people without any burden.

The several monks who were robbing him screamed. They never imagined that the monks who were just building foundations would actually hide their strength.

I hate this kind of monk who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger!

Jiang He put away his sword, so he said that swordsmanship was the most enjoyable. A strike with the sword would relieve his emotions.

Then, he put his daughter, who was holding her neck tightly, on the ground.

"Xinyue, it's going to rain. Go get their storage bags. We have to find a place to rest before it rains."

Jiang Xinyue responded obediently, but her steps were very slow.

Jiang He was very insistent. He could see his daughter's fear, but he still insisted on letting her get the storage bag from the monk who was dying in a horrible way.

Jiang Xinyue touched the body tremblingly.

This was okay, the body was split in half, bloody, and the eyes were a bit scary.

That person's head was cut off, and the neck seemed to be spurting out blood-colored spring water, which looked a bit scary.

The most disgusting thing was that his father cut his head in half with a sword, leaving red and white tofu residue on his head. After Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes and pulled off the storage bag, she ran back without looking back.

Jiang He held her head and forced her to look at the body again, "Xinyue, I missed it. Look at the storage ring on his hand."

Jiang Xinyue had no choice but to return to the corpse. The dead man's cold fingers frightened her, so she pulled the ring off with shaking hands.

Jiang He was very satisfied. He used the Water Cleansing Technique to clean his daughter's hands and praised, "Xin Yue did a good job! You won't be afraid if you do it a few more times."

Jiang Xinyue's face had returned to ruddy color, and began to turn pale again after hearing these words. Her voice sounded loud and clear: "Okay, okay... Xinyue is not afraid, but she will no longer be afraid after death."

Yes, living people are more terrifying. Either they want to rob them or they want to kill them!

"Silly, 濡悛灉鍍卭簭扉牀红敊燇甛岃峰匌m. 铡熺珯鐪嬩公銆 is wretched.

"No need." He said coldly, very disrespectful.

The leading monk said ferociously: "This is called Shen Ji No. 1. It can transmit sounds thousands of miles without spending any spiritual stones. It is a magic weapon we discovered from the ancient secret realm."

"No need!" Jiang He said the same thing.

The other monks finally couldn't hold it anymore and said in a cold voice: "Brother, what are you talking nonsense to him? Just kill him! The little girl is good-looking, let's test whether it is water spirit root. If it is water spirit root, it will be sold to Furnace Tower."

"This little girl is very watery. She probably has watery roots."

"Recently, there are fewer and fewer water spirit roots. Luding Tower will definitely be willing to pay a big price."

Jiang He covered his daughter's ears, his voice as cold as ice, "Everyone can punish human traffickers!"

Jiang He is very happy that this is a world where the jungle is strong and the law is unclear.

So he killed people without any burden.

The several monks who were robbing him screamed. They never imagined that the monks who were just building foundations would actually hide their strength.

I hate this kind of monk who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger!

Jiang He put away his sword, so he said that swordsmanship was the most enjoyable. A strike with the sword would relieve his emotions.

Then, he put his daughter, who was holding her neck tightly, on the ground.

"Xinyue, it's going to rain. Go get their storage bags. We have to find a place to rest before it rains."

Jiang Xinyue responded obediently, but her steps were very slow.

Jiang He was very insistent. He could see his daughter's fear, but he still insisted on letting her get the storage bag from the monk who was dying in a horrible way.

Jiang Xinyue touched the body tremblingly.

This is not bad, the body was split in half, bloody, and the dead eyes are a bit scary.

That person's head was cut off, and the neck looked like a bloody fountain spurting out, which looked a bit scary.

The most disgusting thing was that his father cut his head in half with a sword, leaving red and white tofu residue on his head. After Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes and pulled off the storage bag, she ran back without looking back.

Jiang He held her head and forced her to look at the body again, "Xinyue, I missed it. Look at the storage ring on his hand."

Jiang Xinyue had no choice but to return to the corpse. The dead man's cold fingers frightened her, so she pulled the ring off with shaking hands.

Jiang He was very satisfied. He used the Water Cleansing Technique to clean his daughter's hands and praised, "Xin Yue did a good job! You won't be afraid if you do it a few more times."

Jiang Xinyue's face had returned to ruddy color, and began to turn pale again after hearing these words. Her voice sounded loud and clear: "Okay, okay... Xinyue is not afraid, but she will no longer be afraid after death."

Yes, living people are more terrifying. Either they want to rob them or they want to kill them!

"stupid

After Jiang He heard this, he was deeply amazed by Feng Sixue's ability. He was a leader in politics. If he was the next leader of the Yuntian Sect, the Yuntian Sect would definitely become the number one sect in the world.

Feng Sixue did not hide his ambition, "Uncle Master, now some sects are short-sighted and laugh at us for doing useless work. After the Dao Discussion Conference, all major sects recruit disciples. This time, Yuntian Sect will definitely be the first choice for the best monks. "

"Uncle Master, if you represent our Yuntian Sect to participate in the discussion..."

Jiang He directly refused: "As for the next one, my experiments are not finished yet. This time I will participate anonymously. If there is experimental basis for the next one, I will be the winner."

Feng Sixue took a deep breath. What a pity. He felt that his uncle had already grasped the rules of Tao. If he represented the Yuntian Sect, the Yuntian Sect would definitely be more glorious.

Fifteen-year-old Wang Sansi was in the stage of changing his voice. He ran over quickly.

"Elder brother, is this Master's phone number?"

Feng Sixue handed his cell phone to him. His cell phone was specially made and could capture the smallest signal. Ordinary cell phones could not contact Jiang He.

Wang Sansi's eyes were a little moist when he heard the little junior sister's milky voice on the other end of the phone.

He raised his little junior sister with his own hands. He had been gone for almost two years and he really missed her.

"Xinyue eats seriously every day, and she is already fat now." The little girl stretched out her arms, turned around and asked her father, "Dad, can I send photos to my mobile phone? I want to take pictures..."

Finally saying enough, the little girl handed the phone to her father.

Jiang He praised Wang Sansi's progress, "Sansi, do you still blame Master for leaving you in Jianfeng? Master actually wanted to take you to experience together, but after careful consideration, Master believes that Jianfeng is the most suitable for your growth."

Wang Sansi blinked away the tears from his eyes and said with a smile: "I know Master is doing it for my own good. Now that I have established the foundation, no one will laugh at me for being stupid anymore." He is not smart, and is even a bit stupid. He has been laughed at by others. , he is always afraid that others will say that he is not worthy of being the master's disciple.

The fifteen-year-old Zhu Ji is already among the geniuses in Yuntian Sect. The master is right, he is indeed suitable for sword cultivation.

Not afraid of hardship or tiredness, with a single mind, the sword cultivation techniques seemed to be tailor-made for him.

Jiang He's gentle voice came from tens of thousands of miles away, "Master has never thought that there is anything wrong with thinking twice, and I never think you are stupid. Master has always believed that thinking twice is as wise as foolish."

After Wang Sansi hung up the phone, he waited for a while.

Two photos were sent over. In them were Jiang Xinyue, who became cuter after getting fatter and taller, and Jiang He, who was dusty and dusty, with a gentle smile between his brows.

"Elder brother..." He turned to look at Feng Sixue, feeling a little embarrassed.

Feng SiXue had a smile on her lips, "Elder brother will send the photo to you right away. His ability is amazing. He is the leader in politics. If he is the next leader of Yuntian Sect, Yuntian Sect will definitely become the number one sect in the world.

Feng Sixue did not hide his ambition, "Uncle Master, now some sects are short-sighted and laugh at us for doing useless work. After the Dao Discussion Conference, all major sects recruit disciples. This time, Yuntian Sect will definitely be the first choice for the best monks. "

"Uncle Master, if you represent our Yuntian Sect to participate in the discussion..."

Jiang He directly refused: "As for the next one, my experiments are not finished yet. This time I will participate anonymously. If there is experimental basis for the next one, I will be the winner."

Feng Sixue took a deep breath. What a pity. He felt that his uncle had already grasped the rules of Tao. If he represented the Yuntian Sect, the Yuntian Sect would definitely be more glorious.

Fifteen-year-old Wang Sansi was in the stage of changing his voice. He ran over quickly.

"Elder brother, is this Master's phone number?"

Feng Sixue handed his cell phone to him. His cell phone was specially made and could capture the smallest signal. Ordinary cell phones could not contact Jiang He.

Wang Sansi's eyes were a little moist when he heard the little junior sister's milky voice on the other end of the phone.

He had raised his little junior sister with his own hands. He had been gone for almost two years and he really missed her.

"Xinyue eats seriously every day, and she is already fat now." The little girl stretched out her arms, turned around and asked her father, "Dad, can I send photos to my mobile phone? I want to take pictures..."

Finally saying enough, the little girl handed the phone to her father.

Jiang He praised Wang Sansi's progress, "Sansi, do you still blame Master for leaving you in Jianfeng? Master actually wanted to take you to experience together, but after careful consideration, Master believes that Jianfeng is the most suitable for your growth."

Wang Sansi blinked away the tears from his eyes and said with a smile: "I know Master is doing it for my own good. Now that I have established the foundation, no one will laugh at me for being stupid anymore." He is not smart, and is even a bit stupid. He has been laughed at by others. , he is always afraid that others will say that he is not worthy of being the master's disciple.

The fifteen-year-old Zhu Ji is already among the geniuses in Yuntian Sect. The master is right, he is indeed suitable for sword cultivation.

Not afraid of hardship or tiredness, with a single mind, the sword cultivation techniques seemed to be tailor-made for him.

Jiang He's gentle voice came from tens of thousands of miles away, "Master has never thought that there is anything wrong with thinking twice, and I never think you are stupid. Master has always believed that thinking twice is as wise as foolish."

After Wang Sansi hung up the phone, he waited for a while.

Two photos were sent over. In them were Jiang Xinyue, who became cuter after getting fatter and taller, and Jiang He, who was dusty and dusty, with a gentle smile between his brows.

"Elder brother..." He turned to look at Feng Sixue, feeling a little embarrassed.

Feng Sixue said with a smile, "Elder brother will send you the photo right away.