Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

As soon as Fu Ci Yan came down the mountain, he headed straight for the mountain range that his master had mentioned - Qingfan Mountain.

He had seen the picture of the plane grass in a medical book before, and he still remembered it clearly.

Fu Ci Yan has a target. He stops at things that look like his and skips over things that don’t.

He felt a lot more relaxed as he searched along the way.

However, the places where plane grass grows are extremely dangerous, either on cliffs or at the dens of wild animals.

So Fu Ci Yan was very careful when looking for things. One day later, he finally saw the plane grass on the edge of a cliff.

It is a emerald green plant with leaves shaped like bells.

He was so delighted that he immediately wanted to fly up and grab the plane plant.

But at this moment something unexpected happened. A man in a purple robe suddenly appeared and picked the plane grass before him.

Fu Ci Yan immediately wanted to take it back, after all, he had been searching for this plant for so long.

How could I give up so easily?

However, during the test, he found that the man's cultivation was much higher than his and unfathomable.

Fu Ci Yan had no choice but to give up.

The purple-clothed man smiled and said, "Judging from your swordsmanship, are you a disciple of Lingshan Sect?"

Fu Ci Yan glanced at him and said nothing. This man had a weird and evil appearance, yet was extremely handsome. He was wearing a luxurious dark purple gilded robe, and looked very much like the legendary Demon Lord.

"I have something urgent to do, so I won't give it to you."

Fu Ci Yan just glanced at him calmly, said nothing, and prepared to leave to find the next grass.

With his current strength, he cannot confront the Demon Lord head-on.

Who knew that when he was about to leave, the Demon Lord suddenly called him and said in a bad tone: "Could your master be Feng He?"

Fu Ci Yan's eyebrows twitched when he heard this. He had never been down the mountain before, so how could the Demon Lord know who his master was.

Unexpectedly, when the Demon Lord saw his expression, he immediately understood.

He only sneered and said in a cold tone: "I was wondering why you looked exactly like Feng He just now. It turns out you are really his disciple. Feng He and I have been enemies for a long time. It's your bad luck to run into me today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind carrying a strong demonic energy rushed towards him.

Fu Ciyan's face changed. He had never heard that his master had a feud with the Demon Lord...

But it's true, good and evil cannot coexist after all. I don't know how many times they have fought each other.

Fu Ci Yan was not sure that he could defeat the Demon Lord, but he was sure that he could escape from him.

The two of them struggled for a few moments, and then Fu Ci Yan was knocked off the cliff by the Demon Lord.

Sang Yanhang watched Fu Ci Yan fall coldly. He had just hit Fu Ci Yan several times. If he fell again, he would either die or be crippled.

After staring for a while, he left with the plane grass.

Fu Ci Yan endured the extreme pain in his body. He used up the last of his strength to grab the vines on the edge of the cliff and hung on the steep cliff.

After catching his breath, he immediately jumped along the vines to an extremely narrow flat ground.

If you are not careful, you will lose balance and fall.

Fu Ci Yan entered a cave.

This place is extremely secretive. Unless one has extremely sharp eyesight and a very high level of cultivation, it would be impossible to see it.

In fact, he had come here the day before and had already gotten a general idea of ​​the terrain. He was afraid of any accidents...

Now this accident happened, fortunately his previous research was not in vain.

Fu Ci Yan was really seriously injured. After he spit out a mouthful of blood, he fell into a coma.

But before that, he fed himself a blood-replenishing pill.

He brought it out from the sect in advance.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how much time had passed.

Fu Ci Yan just felt dry mouth and thirsty.

After taking a sip of water, he regained some strength.

When he was able to walk again, he looked around the cave.

The inside of the cave was pitch black, and the entrance was blocked by layers of vines.

Fu Ci Yan secretly exerted force, and suddenly a string of flames appeared on his fingertips.

The faint light of the fire illuminated the cave.

Now he didn't know how much time had passed before it was better not to go out.

He walked deeper into the cave and discovered that the spiritual energy inside was surprisingly abundant.

It is a very suitable place for cultivation, so I started to meditate here.

Not long after, he made another breakthrough.

Fu Ci Yan's eyes lit up, and his cultivation improved further.

The first person he thought of at this moment was his master, because his master cared very much about his cultivation.

Fu Ci Yan didn't rest for too long and started the next round of practice. However, this time, he didn't make another breakthrough.

He just broke through because he was close to it, but he had never made up his mind to practice in seclusion.

This greatly increased the speed of his retreat.

Fu Ci Yan calculated the time while practicing, so he had a rough idea of ​​how much time had passed.

When it was a safe time, he stopped practicing and prepared to go out.

However, when he stood up, something suddenly fell on his head.

Fu Ci Yan's eyes focused and he immediately caught the falling object.

is a book.

No, to be precise, it should be a secret book.

Fu Ci Yan opened it with suspicion.

What you see first are four big characters: "Tianji Secret Method".

He immediately flipped to the back and found that the skills in it were absolutely superb.

What is the method of keeping beauty forever, the method of revealing true heart, the method of bringing the dead back to life...

The more Fu Ci Yan read, the more frightened he became. He discovered that many of the spells here were things he had never heard of before.

And I haven't seen anyone else use it...

He took a deep breath, knowing that he might have had an adventure.

He was going to hide the things.

However, I suddenly discovered that the words on the last page were somewhat different.

It reads: This book can form a contract with one person, and with just one drop of blood it can be hidden from the world and hidden in the spirit's consciousness.

After the master is formed, the second bond can be formed with another person, and the two will live and die together, and share the secrets. However, the master must cast the spell.

The winner can also terminate the second contract.

Fu Ciyan's eyes flickered as he read the words above. He was still hesitating whether to tell his master about this matter.

However, the book seemed to have its own consciousness. It jumped up, made a cut on his finger, and then dripped a drop of blood on it.

Then the book disappeared and reappeared in his spiritual consciousness.

As long as he wants to read it, the book will appear.

Fu Ci Yan took a deep breath and felt that this was God's will.

He walked out of the cave and continued to pick the sycamore that his master wanted.

But the one he found had been stolen by the Demon Lord, so he had to start over.

Fu Ci Yan was not discouraged, he looked for it diligently.

Since he is not as skilled as others, he can't blame others for taking away what he wanted.

*

Feng He was looking for Fu Ci Yan. In fact, he had already felt that Fu Ci Yan had not moved two days ago, but the other two disciples were still fine.

He was immediately afraid that something unexpected had happened, so he came to the Qingfan Mountains to find Fu Ci Yan.

[…He is the male protagonist, not as fragile as you think…]