Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

In the hall, there was no sound.

Wang Junsheng calmly withdrew the burst of true energy from his body, and looked at all the monks present with a smile on his face. "I don't know, but the junior has the ability to participate in this conversation?"

The monk who spoke had a pale face, and finally sat down with a livid face, and said nothing more.

The elder squinted his eyes, which were full of cunning, but they were quickly covered up by his indifferent gaze.

Jian Long was also shocked. Although he is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, if the monk himself did not reveal his cultivation, he would not be able to feel the cultivation of the same stage. This young man has risen from the original heartbeat stage to the late Jindan stage in a short period of time.

Looking at the entire Fuxi Mountain, there has never been a talent with such rapid progress in a hundred years.

Everyone has their own thoughts, but most of them are admiration for Wang Junsheng's talent.

If this son continues to grow, then maybe their Fuxi Mountain will go to a higher level.

Wang Moshuang coldly glanced at the monks who were sitting on their seats and said no more, and said coldly: "As the suzerain of Fuxi Mountain, I will naturally not show any favoritism, and any consideration is fair."

There was silence, and even the sound of breathing became much lighter.

He was very satisfied with the effect, raised his hand and announced. "Then let's start discussing the situation down the mountain."

"Sovereign, now the monks from the surrounding Xuezhu family, Zhushuzong and Guanxinzong have surrounded Hurricane Town. Although the three parties have not made any moves yet, the situation is not optimistic. As long as there is a disturbance, it is possible to fight , the plan for now is to go down the mountain as soon as possible and suppress them so that they can't make any big waves."

When this passage came out, many people immediately agreed with it, but some people immediately refuted it.

"Sovereign, this time down the mountain, we will definitely wipe out the combat power of Fuxi Mountain. If foreign enemies invade during this period, then we will lose our wife and lose our troops. In my opinion, it is better to guard Fuxi Mountain well. Good idea."

"No way, Hurricane Town is located at the foot of Fuxi Mountain. If this place is occupied by other sects, then we will be surrounded. If so, it is better to take Hurricane Town down, so that we can maintain long-term stability."

Wang Moshuang was not annoyed when he heard their quarrel, he just sat on the wooden chair and listened to their opinions with a calm face.

Seeing those monks getting louder and more violent, Wang Moshuang finally slapped the table.

With a "snap", the noisy debate was immediately broken.

Wang Mo's feet were spread wide, one palm was placed on his thigh, the other was placed on the table. Although the table was not damaged in any way, there was a slight dent in the palm print.

Everyone shrugged their shoulders and sat in place, waiting for the suzerain's conclusion.

"Go down the mountain and rectify."

In a word, the dust settles.

**

When Wang Junsheng stepped into the Qingsong Garden, it was already evening.

He opened the door with a "squeak", and the dim sunset sun fell into the room made of bluestone slabs through the high green hills.

Inside the house, only a few dozen steps away from the wooden door was a white silk bed with fluttering curtains.

On that bed, clean silk was spread on the bed, a layer of tulle was scattered on top of the silk, and a little dog was sleeping peacefully under the tulle, sleeping soundly.

Wang Junsheng smiled faintly, stepped into the room, and gently closed the wooden door.

The wooden door made a "creaking" sound, but it was slow and low.

Wang Junsheng walked forward slowly, came to the sleeping bed of the little dog, squatted down and looked at the sleeping face of the little dog.The white hair fluttered slightly, fluffy.

He stroked it, and it was as soft as before.

The little dog seemed to be aware of some subtle movements, sniffed his nose, and then made a "woo-woo" sound, patted the finger that disturbed his sleep, and finally woke up faintly.

Seeing that it was Wang Junsheng who came, he habitually moved up to him and rubbed his fingers.

Wang Junsheng smiled slightly, and hugged the little dog into his arms. The little dog naturally found a comfortable place, and rubbed it again and again. After a while, he woke up leisurely, half-closed his eyes and stared He raised his eyes gently and met Wang Junsheng's gentle eyes.

"En? Wake up?" Wang Junsheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yao Qi let out a sigh of relief, and then he woke up a lot. He made two "woo hoo" to show that he was awake.

Wang Junsheng continued to ask: "Do you want to eat meat?"

Yao Qi nodded immediately and stared at Wang Junsheng excitedly.

He saw with his own eyes that Wang Junsheng took out a piece of roasted animal meat from his mustard seed space, immediately bit it with a "wow", and started to eat it hungrily.

Wang Junsheng held a corner of the animal meat, but he was not worried at all that the little dog accidentally bit his finger.

Yao Qi ate up the animal meat, habitually licked the oil stains left on Wang Junsheng's fingers with his own tongue, and carefully licked it clean.

Wang Junsheng's eyes sank slightly, but he didn't stop Yao Qi's movements.

The tongue licked deftly, making an ambiguous sound of water, and the moist warmth left on his fingertips gave him a strange feeling, but in the end he suppressed this feeling and didn't think about it.

Taking the handkerchief, he wiped his wet fingers licked by Yao Qi, and threw the handkerchief aside.

There was still a trace of warm dampness on the fingertips, which made Wang Junsheng feel a little uncomfortable, but because it was left by the little dog, it didn't make him feel extremely disgusted.

He put the little dog on the table, and took out three or four pieces of animal meat from the mustard space, and put them on the table.

The little dog seemed quite dissatisfied that Wang Junsheng didn't do it for him personally, but he didn't do much other than staring at him for a long time with sad eyes.

It is absolutely impossible for such a thing as refusal to eat to happen to a little dog who loves meat. Wang Junsheng knows this very well.

Watching the little dog eat up all the food on the table, Wang Junsheng rubbed his soft fluffy hair with satisfaction, expressing his satisfaction with his behavior of eating meat obediently.

"Little dog, tomorrow I will go down the mountain to fight against monks from other sects. Do you want to go down the mountain with me, or stay here?"

Yao Qi is naturally willing to go down the mountain. Staying in Fuxi Mountain has already suffocated him to death, and he should go back to Jinhong Valley, and then play when needed.

He nodded immediately, his eyes full of desire.

Wang Junsheng paused, touched his head, patted him lightly, and said, "But this trip is dangerous, why don't you want to stay?"

His expression was a little cold, which made Yao Qi flinch unconsciously.

But soon, he summoned up his courage and licked the palm of his hand as a flattery.

Wang Junsheng frowned slightly, but he didn't reject Yao Qi's action. When Yao Qi raised his head, he said calmly: "Then you may have to stay in the mustard space for a long time."

Yao Qi really hated that mustard space, he always felt that it restricted his freedom in a certain way, but in order to go down the mountain, he had to endure it, so he gritted his teeth and nodded his head up and down immediately.

Wang Junsheng seemed to be thinking about it, and Yao Qi was in a hurry.

Obviously only a period of time has passed, but Yao Qi feels that it has passed for a long time, almost like a lifetime.

Finally, Wang Junsheng let go. "Okay, since you want to go down the mountain so much, then I will take you down the mountain. But, remember, never leave the mustard space, otherwise..."

He stopped talking, but the fierce look in his eyes made Yao Qi tremble all over.He could feel that if he didn't do what he said, he would be taught a bad lesson.

But who cares?At that time, I changed my skin, who knows that I am a little dog?

Yao Qi thought without burden.

Early the next morning, Wang Junsheng prepared all the talismans and magic weapons, stuffed them together into his mustard space, said goodbye to his parents, and came to the foot of Fuxi Mountain.

The foot of Fuxi Mountain has long been filled with monks at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stage. They stood upright under the scorching sun. Come.

Wang Junsheng stood in a corner.

He was assigned to the backline team, because the backline team didn't need to participate in those sword fights, they just wanted to prevent the enemy monks from breaking through the last line of defense.But generally speaking, it is impossible for the enemy monks to break through those frontline monks with extremely high cultivation.

Therefore, this team is generally composed of Jindan monks, and Mo Qingyan and Du Moyue are also in this team.

And Mo Lan, because of his epiphany in the past few days, broke through the Golden Core stage yesterday, and was fortunate to go down the mountain together.

Standing in the queue, he looked particularly excited, staring longingly at Du Moyue's proud figure and the calm faces of the monks around him.

This is the first time he has really participated in such a huge battle, and it is also the first time he has participated in a war.

It is the first time, because the last battle is completely invaluable compared with this battle, it is really insignificant, and it cannot be said in the same way at all.Calculated in this way, that time was not a battle.

With excitement in her arms, Mo Lan stood beside Wang Junsheng, enduring her surging mood, and quietly stood at the end of the queue.

Wang Junsheng was extremely peaceful, because he had seen and encountered more than this in his previous life.

At this time, all the monks present thought that this time was just a simple suppression task, and they would surely win the final victory.

The sound of the wind echoed in the sky above Fuxi Mountain, and grand shouts erupted from the ranks of monks. They sacrificed their spirit swords, recited their formulas silently, turned into a blue light, and flew towards the surroundings of Hurricane Town in an instant.

This battle has finally begun.

Wang Junsheng stepped on his own sword, looked down at the distant mountains, his heart was like calm water, calm and calm.

For him, this battle, just like for those monks, was just a simple fight.

At this time, he didn't know that the trajectory of his life would change again.

At this time, he is still unclear, and his future path has begun to crack.