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

Fu Ci Yan felt that he had cultivated to a point where he was almost there, so he decided to come out of seclusion today.

He felt the spiritual power and the techniques of his mind filling his body and smiled slightly.

Master should be very satisfied...

He can definitely defeat the Demon Lord now.

When he thought of Sang Yanhang, a deep coldness flashed in Fu Ci Yan's eyes.

However, before going to see his master, he wanted to obtain a treasure that could nourish his master's body.

He had seen ginseng fruit in books before, but that thing was guarded by a ferocious beast and was extremely difficult to obtain.

Now with his cultivation level, he can definitely take it back!

Fu Ci Yan quietly came out without disturbing anyone and headed towards his destination.

But after fighting with the guardian beast of the ginseng fruit for two days, Fu Ci Yan finally returned with the ginseng fruit.

Although he was injured to some extent, they were only minor injuries that would be restored to normal after a short period of recuperation.

He could no longer suppress his desire to see his master.

But when Fu Ci Yan returned to Lingxiu Peak, he found that the entire mountain was empty.

Seeing this scene, his eyes were filled with confusion. He was stunned for a long while before he remembered that he could use his spiritual sense to sense where his master was.

After a while, Fu Ci Yan opened his eyes.

It turns out that the master is with the Sword Master.

Thinking of this, Fu Ci Yan immediately flew over on a cloud.

On top of the sword peak.

Feng He is playing a game with Ji Yuan. Ji Yuan tests him in this way every month.

One is to judge how well he has learned, and the other is to see if it is good for his health.

Feng He was naturally no match for Ji Yuan every time, but Ji Yuan could always give him unique and sharp explanations of his moves.

Thereby improving his abilities.

Feng He had to admit that this method was excellent.

When Fu Ci Yan arrived, he saw Ji Yuan pointing his sword at his master. His master was forced to retreat step by step. At the last moment, Ji Yuan suddenly dropped the sword, flew over, caught his master and held him in his arms.

During this process, he did not allow a single hair or even a piece of his master's clothes to get stained with the dust on the ground.

Fu Ci Yan suddenly felt that this scene was extremely dazzling.

Before he could calm down, he saw his master suddenly launch a sneak attack.

A pair of beautifully shaped, white fingers like green onions suddenly grabbed Ji Yuan's neck.

Ji Yuan was slightly stunned and immediately stepped back.

Feng He came up empty-handed and was a little unhappy.

But they continued to fight.

As a bystander, Fu Ci Yan could clearly see that his master was far from being a match for Ji Yuan.

For some reason, he did not choose to stand by and watch, but instead helped Feng He attack Ji Yuan.

Feng He seemed to see his disciple who had been in seclusion for a long time in a trance.

Fu Ci Yan, why is he here?

[I came out of seclusion and came here because of the smell.]

Feng He asked strangely: "...Why do you talk like that?"

[...]

While Feng He was distracted, Fu Ci Yan had already pushed him away from the battle.

Since Feng He was already on his own, he no longer went up to fight him. With a flash of his eyes, he began to observe the results of his disciple's practice in the past few years.

The requirement he had proposed before was to make Fu Ci Yan surpass Ji Yuan...

The two of them were fighting very fiercely. Ji Yuan was not surprised to see Fu Ci Yan, but concentrated on competing with him.

Feng He found that the two were almost evenly matched.

He asked the system in surprise: "Didn't they say that Fu Ciyan was still a little short of the right skills?"

The system didn't say anything. He felt that Fu Ci Yan was jealous and was fighting at full speed.

But if we continue like this, we will definitely run out of stamina and lose.

As the system had predicted, Fu Ci Yan really lost. The moment his sword fell to the ground, he looked at Feng He with great sorrow, as if he had committed some unforgivable mistake.

This is so pitiful, it feels like my faith has collapsed.

Feng He's heart suddenly ached. He concealed his expression and covered his chest with his hands, grimacing.

"Fuck, why does he have such an expression?"

[…I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed in him.]

Is he such an unkind person?

Feng He couldn't bear it anymore, he immediately stood up and helped Fu Ci Yan up.

His expression was unusually gentle, and his tone was relatively calm: "It's okay, Ji Yuan Jian Zun is so powerful, this situation is normal, you are already very powerful."

Fu Ci Yan blinked and looked at Feng He in a daze. The previous master might not have said such words, but the current one might not...

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and nodded.

Ji Yuan looked down at Fu Ci Yan and said to Feng He, "Your disciple is a very talented person."

Feng He smiled proudly.

you do not say.

[Why are you suddenly so nice to Ci Yan?]

Feng He was stunned for a moment, and said stubbornly: "Haven't you heard of the pig-killing scam? Before taking his life, I must be good enough to him..."

The system was a little hard to describe. He said in a complicated way: [You seem to have really improved...]

Feng He: "..." Shouldn't he give the system hope? In fact, he just said it casually.

Fu Ci Yan was also very happy when he saw Feng He's expression, and looked as if he was proud of it.

Ji Yuan didn't say anything. He withdrew his gaze from Fu Ci Yan.

He also didn't say that Fu Ci Yan's move just now was very impatient, as if he was guided by his emotions for some reason.

But he did not have such an unrighteous idea that a disciple loved his master.

So no clues were discovered.

Feng He took Fu Ci Yan away, ready to ask about his progress in cultivation.

Fu Ci Yan spoke first: "Master, why are you here with Sword Master?"

Feng He didn't want to say that she was here to recuperate, so she said vaguely: "The spiritual energy here is more abundant, suitable for cultivation."

Fu Ci Yan nodded sullenly, but in fact he didn't believe it.

"Oh, Master, this is the ginseng fruit..."

When Fu Ci Yan thought of the ginseng fruit, his eyes lit up and he presented it to Feng He like a treasure.

Feng He stared at the juicy fruit in a daze, not knowing what expression to make for a moment.

The male protagonist is very nice to his sanctimonious master who wants to take his life...

"you……"

"I took it after I came out of seclusion."

Feng He nodded and accepted the fruit. Perhaps because of guilt, he rarely showed a gentle look and said, "You are thoughtful."

Fu Ci Yan stared at his face blankly, his love for him had reached an unprecedented level.

Feng He digested the ginseng fruit, which was a very tonic and had no harm to his body.

Of course...it also gives him a greater chance of successfully absorbing Fu Ci Yan's spiritual power.

Feng He asked doubtfully, "By the way, how do you know we are all at Jianfeng?"

When asked about this, Fu Ciyan felt a little guilty. He didn't dare to tell the truth and only said, "I guessed and came here to look for it."

Feng He didn't doubt it and just nodded.

"Since you have come to Jianfeng, you should practice well here and learn from Ji Yuan Jianfeng more."

Fu Ci Yan nodded.

He clenched his fists so tightly that veins were visible and there was even a slight creaking sound.

He secretly made up his mind to surpass Ji Yuan.

Feng He looked at Fu Ci Yan, seeming to be thinking about something.

He doesn't seem to know how terrifying his current strength is...

[……] It’s because of you that I was inspired. Look how you tortured the child…