I'm just a cannon fodder villain, why are you attacking me?

Silent night.

Xiao Yu, who was seriously injured, was sitting cross-legged on the futon, using his spiritual power, trying to hit the foundation establishment stage.

With the help of the Qingming Mountain Patriarch, as well as the foundation building experience of his previous life, he can be said to be very confident in building the foundation this time.

What is missing is nothing more than some auxiliary magic weapons.

Under his many impacts, the spiritual power in his body that was not flowing smoothly was forced to flow rapidly.

This kind of coercion caused his already seriously injured body to send out a signal of severe pain.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and persisted.

"You're too impatient, boy!"

Seeing his method of building a foundation, the ancestor couldn't help being frightened for him, and subconsciously helped him, protecting his fragile heart.

"In this way, if you can't succeed once, it will be difficult for you to build a foundation next time!"

Before the words fell, Xiao Yu's body erupted with a blue aura.

Foundation building has been successful.

The ancestor choked for a moment: Is this special meow a genius?This is too outrageous!How can someone build a foundation so easily?

Oh, there really is.

That boy Zheng Cheng didn't even attack the process of the foundation building period, so he passively built the foundation.

If Zheng Cheng had a bit of scheming and worked harder, he might become the new generation's pride in Qingming Mountain in minutes.

"My eyes can see a little bit of light."

Xiao Yu stroked his eyes, gritted his teeth with a sullen face.

"Damn! My progress is already slow..."

According to his plan, in this life, he should have gone smoothly, but unfortunately, Zheng Cheng, a bastard who killed himself out of thin air, not only failed to reap the spiritual grass that he should have reaped, but also blinded his eyes.

He blamed all the hatred on Zheng Cheng.

The ancestor sensed the strong jealousy in his heart, and could not help but warn: "Xiao Yu! You must not kill your fellow disciples again, otherwise, even I will not help you when the time comes."

not help?

Xiao Yu sneered inwardly.

Does this pedantic old thing still want to control him forever?When he enters the golden core stage, this old thing should disappear forever.

A confident person like him would not let others manipulate him.

"Yes, the disciple is wrong."

However, the old man had to be put to good use right now.

Xiao Yu pretended to be modest, and put away his exposed killing intent.

……

at the same time.

Lu Sumu and Zheng Cheng, who were already asleep, had a dream at the same time.

In the dream, they each entered a dark secret room.

In the empty secret room, there was only a cloud of blue light floating.

When the two of them got close to the light, they immediately saw an old man with gray eyebrows and beard.

Lu Sumu was startled: This looks like the divine consciousness of the ancestor of Qingming Mountain!

No, how can I open this opportunity?

I am a man who aspires to be a salted fish to the end.

The old ancestor looked kindly, smiled, and looked at Lu Sumu who had entered this place: "Hello, fellow daoist."

Lu Sumu: "I want to go back, please let me go back."

The old ancestor's smile froze: "Stinky boy! I brought you a chance, do you still despise it?"

Lu Sumu smiled awkwardly.

It's not disgusting to be disgusted, it's just that I'm afraid that I'm giving the other party too much expectation, causing the other party to be happy in vain, and then it's not good to become angry from embarrassment.

"Reporting to the ancestor, my talent is notoriously poor, you shouldn't look for me, it would be a waste to look for me."

The ancestor rolled his eyes: "You can enter here, which means your strength has been recognized! If you can use that move to draw your sword and slash, don't pretend to be poor in talent, right?"

Yes, that's right.

From the perspective of his ancestor, Lu Sumu's talent is indeed poor.

Especially this messy spiritual root, one can tell at a glance that it is the product of mortals eating supplements indiscriminately, and it is definitely not the aptitude that would be chosen on the road to immortality.

But the strange thing is here: such a disciple with extremely poor talent actually used the profound meaning of drawing a sword and slashing!

How did he learn it?

The ancestor expressed his curiosity and must enter his body to have a look.

Lu Sumu spread his hands: "Since I'm telling you the truth and you don't believe me, then I have nothing to say. If you want to give me something good, just keep it, and I'll hurry back to sleep."

Patriarch: "..."

If the ancestor was a modern person, he would definitely shout "Fuck" right now.

Whoever saw his ancestor, didn't he be respectful, "offended" every time, and "disciple panic" every time?Only he, Lu Sumu, actually said that he was rushing home to sleep!

So arrogant.

Relying on your own secrets, you can do whatever you want, right?

The old ancestor was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and turned around directly, ignoring him.

He decided to go see Zheng Cheng again...

He is also very optimistic about the owner of the Dragon Spirit Root.

However, the patriarch, who had just been shut out by Lu Sumu, was once again shut down after meeting Zheng Cheng.

When faced with the appreciation of the ancestor, Zheng Cheng unexpectedly said: "My mother said that you will not be rewarded without merit."

The old ancestor was almost numb: "Then did your mother tell you that respect is worse than obedience?"

Zheng Cheng clasped his fists: "My mother said, you have to forgive others and forgive others!"

Patriarch: "..."

OK, OK, OK.

Sure enough, those who played with that kid Lu Sumu would not be normal people.

Qingming Mountain has two disciples like this, and I don't know if it is lucky or unlucky.

Fortunately, the ancestor also found other seedlings, and he planned to visit them one by one to see if there was any lucky one who could get his advice.

……

It was bright.

Zheng Cheng and Lu Sumu, who had slept soundly all night, were full of energy and revived today.

Early in the morning, they received an exquisite breakfast from Queen Wang, moreover, it was brought by Nan Xing's team.

Nan Xing still looked arrogant and arrogant, pretending not to be interested in Lu Sumu at all, and was about to leave after putting down his things.

"Little Junior Sister, don't you want to eat something together?"

Lu Sumu, who thought he could try to earn evil points, stopped her.

Sure enough, Senior Brother Lu would call her back!

Nan Xing felt joyful in his heart, but he still had a sullen face and looked back at him: "I don't want to have dinner with you, what can you do to me?"

Lu Sumu smiled: "Then you are forcing me to be rough?"

"Then try being rough! I'm the princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, how dare you... Hey hey! It hurts so much! Brother Lu, be gentle, his wrist will be broken!"

If you use violence, you will use violence, as if no one would dare.

Lu Sumu grabbed her slender wrist and asked her to sit beside him.

However, he exerted a little too much force, causing Nan Xing's sitting posture to shift a bit, and he sat directly on his lap.

"ah!!!"

Nan Xing let out a cry.

"Senior Brother Lu, you, how could you..."

With so many people around watching, how decent is it to sit on a man's lap?

What's more, her own mother, Queen Wang, must be using a jade projection to see what's happening on their side right now!

Sin deserves death, sin deserves death!

This time, Nan Xing really blushed.

She struggled to get up, but Lu Sumu held her little hand: "What are you running for?"

Hearing the long-lost reminder that the evil value has increased, Lu Sumu was in high spirits, and immediately put his arms around her waist.

"Junior sister, be careful."

Like a child, Lu Sumu picked her up and put her on the chair next to her.

"Brother is very worried about being reckless."