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

Then he began to clean up the sharp stones in the spirit pond.

He replaced it with the spirit stone bricks he had just polished.

Fu Ci Yan's movements were extremely skillful, and Feng He was stunned watching from the side.

He looked at Fu Ci Yan with a complicated expression, and suddenly realized that the male protagonist seemed to know everything.

Not only is he a versatile cultivator, but he can also build houses now...

The renovated spiritual pond has been given a brand new look; the clear pool water and the spiritual jades on both sides complement each other.

The adaptability is very high, and it looks colorful and fairy-like.

Feng He stared at his spirit pond motionlessly, his heart filled with joy and happiness.

If it wasn't inconvenient now, he would have jumped in and taken a good shower.

Now the pond looks like a pond.

Fu Ci Yan blinked when he saw that his master seemed to like it very much.

His breathing became a little rapid, and he really wanted his master to give him a reward.

Feng He felt his eager gaze and glanced at him.

He said dryly, "You seem to be enjoying yourself, making it so fancy."

Fu Ciyan: “…”

He lowered his head and chuckled softly.

I thought Master was so adorable. It was obvious that he liked it, but he insisted that he only knew how to enjoy it...

Feng He pretended to be very reluctant and said, "Since you have been busy with my master's spirit pond for the whole afternoon, go to my room and choose a weapon. This is for you."

Feng He really didn't know what to give the male protagonist, so she let him choose for himself.

Fu Ciyan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Then he disappeared.

Feng He looked around with a sly look in his eyes. When he found that there was no one around, he immediately cast a spell and jumped into the pool.

He leaned firmly against the pool wall made of spiritual jade.

It feels so comfortable.

This spiritual jade contains extremely pure and powerful spiritual power.

It's very effective in healing his injuries...

He leaned on it and seemed to absorb pure spiritual energy...

Fenghe soaked for a long time before getting up.

Fu Ci Yan went to Feng He's residence, but when he arrived he didn't know what he wanted.

He has weapons and other things, so he doesn't really need Master's.

And for some reason, he felt that he would be more powerful than his master in the future...

A bit overconfident though...

Of course, he couldn't take weapons and other life-saving items from his master, but he wanted his master to keep as many as possible...

Fu Ci Yan was in a dilemma for a moment.

But when he took a closer look, he saw the silk handkerchief, jade pendant, hairband and other accessories that the master used personally.

As soon as he saw these things, a strong desire arose in his heart.

Actually... I really want to possess it for myself.

Fu Ci Yan was startled and a layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead. His face changed for a few moments and he almost wanted to slap himself.

But he found that he couldn't leave after seeing the things that his master used personally...

Finally, he stood there alone, bowing his head and thinking for a long time.

When he raised his head, his complexion had returned to normal.

But his expression was indifferent, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"What? I asked you to choose something and you told me you wanted this?"

As soon as Feng He came back, he saw Fu Ci Yan waiting outside his door.

Then Fu Ci Yan actually told him that he wanted to do Shen Wenchen and Jing Niansang's job himself.

That is to say... to serve him...

When Feng He heard this, his expression suddenly became extremely interesting.

He looked at Fu Ci Yan with an indescribable expression, not knowing what was in his mind.

Instead of seizing the opportunity to practice, he actually wanted to waste time serving him.

Feng He held her forehead with her hand helplessly, and said weakly: "Why do you suddenly want this? It's really..." It's inappropriate.

Fu Ciyan pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Master, because I feel that being in close contact with you like this will help me resolve my difficulties and problems in cultivation. If I have any questions, I can ask you more quickly."

When Feng He heard this, his expression improved a little. He didn't expect this to be the reason.

This makes sense. After all, Fu Ciyan is a person who loves to practice and pursue progress. He also likes to pursue answers to questions.

"But... even if you don't come, it won't delay your practice time much..."

Fu Ci Yan probably saw that Feng He was not going to agree, so he frowned and said, "Master, I can guarantee that if I serve you, my cultivation will be faster than before."

Feng He still frowned after hearing this. This is ridiculous, how could someone improve his cultivation by serving others?

He just didn't believe it anyway.

Seeing the look of disbelief on his face, Fu Ci Yan got a little nervous and said, "Master needs someone around him anyway, so why not let me try for a month? If I can win the sect competition in a year, it means I was right."

Feng He's eyes flashed, the sect competition...

The sect competition is not just an internal competition within the Lingshan Sect, but also involves people from other sects.

The venue for this year's competition is at the Xianling Sect, the sect of his arch-rival Ji Yuan.

The sect competition is attended by many strong people, and there will be more disciples from higher-level sects coming as well.

Although Fu Ci Yan is very capable, he is still a long way from winning the championship.

So Feng He thought for a moment and agreed.

Anyway, the original owner didn't let Fu Ci Yan come to serve him because he was afraid of disturbing his practice, right?

If he gave in now, it would allow him to reach a higher level of cultivation, and it should not be considered as going against the original owner's wishes.

When Fu Ci Yan heard this, his heart immediately leaped with joy.

He knew that what his master cared about most was indeed his cultivation...

He looked at the face in front of him that was once again blurred by the immortal magic, and secretly vowed to improve his cultivation...

It seems that the spirit stone pool wall he built is very effective, and the master's spiritual power has recovered a little.

You can use force again to hide their faces.

He cast a spell on the wall of the spiritual stone pool, which could absorb the spiritual energy from the mountains to fill the bathers, and the spiritual energy would never dissipate.

The Master was the only one taking a bath there.

He learned this kind of talisman from the Tianji Kung Fu.

Fu Ci Yan smiled slightly, and then he felt that he had obtained a good thing.

After Fu Ci Yan left, Feng He collapsed on the bed in an ungraceful manner.

His bed was naturally what the original owner liked; it was very hard and not very comfortable to sleep on.

So at night when there was no one around, he would usually take out his mattress and spread it out.

Now he laid it out.

Feng He looked at the tent above her head and thought about the plot.

There is a plot in the sect competition where the original owner is very demanding on the protagonist's training, and wants him to get first place, but he is still too hasty.

It was naturally impossible for the male protagonist to get first place in such a short time. He felt guilty in his heart, so he went to the Warcraft Forest to train in a depressed mood.

The person he lost to happened to be the disciple of the Sword God Ji Yuan, whom the original owner envied the most.

The original owner was furious, so naturally he couldn't go looking for him.

Ji Yuan was an upright person. He noticed Fu Ci Yan's high talent and good intentions. When he learned that Fu Ci Yan went to the Warcraft Forest, he wanted the original owner to call him back.

Because his current cultivation level is far from enough to get out of there unscathed.