Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

Five days ago, when monk Wuli was speaking those words to Wang Junsheng from across the bank, Wang Junsheng was under a completely soundproof grotto, and the air in that place was also thin, but it was the building that maintained the thin air underground. It is not the air on the side of the purple bamboo forest, but the air on the side of the ocean around the island, so it is colder and damper, and the ground is already damper, so it becomes damper.

Therefore, no matter how hard Wuli monk tried to turn Wang Junsheng into a puppet, there was absolutely no way to do it.

The grotto where Wang Junsheng was located might have a thin scent of medicine, but there was nothing underground, not to mention that there was a formation in front of Wang Junsheng at this moment.

And Wang Junsheng jumped into that formation without hesitation, and was completely transported to another isolated world.

Although I don't want to say that, Brother Wuli is really wasting his efforts.

What an embarrassing thing to do.

Put aside the matter of monk Wuli first, but Wang Junsheng has already stepped into the place where the formation is connected, and what he sees is the image of Jiuhuatian that he has never thought of. Back Mountain - Suohun Mountain.

Suohun Mountain, in his previous life, he came here many times to participate in collective cultivation, so he is very familiar with this area, and because of this, when he entered this land, he could immediately and accurately determine this area. The place is Jiuhua Tianhou Mountain where he has lived for more than 20 years.

However, since he can respond to this call, why has he lived in Jiuhuatian for so many years before, but he has never felt that he hurried forward, deep in his heart, he was panicked that he had never thought .

But when he walked halfway, he stopped, then stretched out his single hand, and touched a film that no one could see with his fingers.

The thin film is impossible to distinguish with the naked eye. If Wang Junsheng didn't feel particularly strong at this moment, he would not know that there is a thin film in front of him.

He looked into the distance, and the two towering peaks of Jiuhuatian were shrouded in mist. At his current speed, he would be able to return to that familiar place in just a while.

He slowly put his hand down, took back the thought that he couldn't believe at all deep in his heart, and said to himself: "Wang Junsheng, Wang Junsheng, have you forgotten those things before?"

He walked back again, and then thought that this place should be the impenetrable stone wall of Jiuhuatian. He remembered that at that time, he used to wonder how a flat land surrounded by trees and hardly any mountains could suddenly be pulled up. A steep cliff rises from the ground and reaches the sky, and it is stuck at the edge of Jiuhuatian like this, and I don't know what is behind it.

However, he never thought that the stone wall was just a top-level cover-up, and there was such a good place behind him.

Walking in it, he felt that the flowers and plants under his feet exuded a lot of true energy, which adjusted his body and gradually calmed his mood.

He casually broke off the stem of an emerald green medicinal herb floating in the wind at his feet. The stem was broken, and clear water flowed out from it, but the clear water was different from ordinary water, flowing to the center of Wang Junsheng's palm, even Shining crystal blue, just like a clean blue sky.

And the medicinal fragrance from before really came from these stems.

These herbs all looked weird, and there was no record of them in the books he usually read.He immediately cast a spell to preserve several types of medicinal herbs here, and put them in his mustard space. He planned to cultivate and study them when he had time, which might allow him to refine better elixir.

Then, Wang Junsheng continued to explore the calling place, groping forward.

When he found that place, Wang Junsheng couldn't help but gasped, what he saw was a void of swords.

The so-called Jianxu refers to the sword formation that preserves the sword above. The formation is made up of hard-to-find swords in the world. Even if you pull out a random one, it is a treasure that is hard to find in the world.

Just standing next to Jianxu, Wang Junsheng already felt the pure stellar energy of thousands of sword qi, gusts of stellar wind, and the moment he found out that an outsider had entered, all the swords began to be inexplicably excited, All the buzzing sounds are telling people who come, choose me!

Wang Junsheng glanced at it casually, and found that the swords in front of him were really excellent, but it was not the one that called him. When he was about to leave, Wang Junsheng caught a glimpse of a sword in front of him. The sword humming constantly in the corner—Chi Lianjian.

The moment Wang Junsheng saw the sword used in his previous life, many thoughts flashed through him. He walked to the side of Chi Lianjian and stroked the hilt with his fingers.

Chi Lianjian seemed to feel Wang Junsheng's feelings, and suddenly stopped trembling. It also felt that the young man in front of him was very familiar, but it was not clear why it was so familiar.

However, it is more and more eager to gain the favor of the person in front of it.

"Ding——!" It tried to show itself, emitting a dazzling red light.

Wang Junsheng suddenly came back to his senses, and then said softly: "In this life, we may not have that fate. I hope you can find a master who treats you well."

He touched the hilt of the sword with nostalgia, then withdrew his hand, no longer had the original nostalgia in his eyes, turned and left.

Chi Lianjian suddenly felt that he had lost something, and began to cry.

Wang Junsheng didn't turn his head, but turned a corner resolutely step by step, and walked into the deeper part of Jianxu.

The Chilian Sword was bestowed by Xingxuan. In this life, he has nothing to do with Xingxuan, so naturally he shouldn't get the Chilian Sword.

It is enough for a sword to cut off the last trace of tenderness in the previous life.

Continuing to walk forward, what appeared in front of him was another sword void, but obviously the sword inside was older than what he had seen before, and the sword intent carried by the sword body was also more fierce, almost as soon as he walked away. One can feel their majestic and endless power.

But Wang Junsheng knew that these were still not what he wanted.

That call was clearly here, but he didn't see it at all.

where……

Looking at the end of the road ahead and the majestic stone wall standing in front of him, Wang Junsheng fell into deep thought.

With the mentality of trying, he leaped up and landed on the mountain top and flat land.

As he imagined, on the surface of the barren land, among the piles of stones, there was a gray dull sword deeply pierced into a huge stone.

Just judging from its exposed appearance, it is just an ordinary sword. If there is no rusty surface, it is probably an extremely sharp sword.

But when it comes to other things, they are gone, very ordinary, really ordinary.

Wang Junsheng approached, closed his eyes, the calling voice finally became clear.

It says, "Here you go."

"Well, I'm here." Wang Junsheng replied lightly, "What's your name?"

Every sword has its own name. From the moment it is manufactured, it has been engraved on its body, which can never be erased. , it is impossible to escape the fate of the sword name.

"I am..." The dull blade of the sword has no luster, and even the voice is a bit inaudible.

Then, it was silent for a while, and said: "Qiankun Sword, I am Qiankun Sword."

Wang Junsheng pulled it up from the stone, and the world suddenly changed.

But in the blink of an eye, it was as if it had never happened, and it changed back to the original state again.

Shaking the blade, the edge of the sword is completely different from the sharpness of the exposed blade, and even the lines on it can be seen clearly, which seem to be tangled lines.A thin layer of light flashed across the blade of the sword under the sunlight, projecting between Wang Junsheng's black eyes, illuminating the reddish hidden in his eyes.

The rusty surface of the sword suddenly peeled off, and fell layer by layer on the ground, even the broken hilt that Wang Junsheng was holding was suddenly intact.

A moonlight-like treasured sword reveals a faint white light, finally willing to reveal its original appearance that amazed the world.

Qiankun sword, above ten thousand swords, no sword can compare.With a single strike, he is invincible.It disappeared into the world for hundreds of years together with its owner at that time, monk Zhulu, and no one found its trace for hundreds of years.

Everyone has guessed the power of this sword, and the appearance of this sword has been guessed differently, but no one guessed it right.It turned out that the supreme sword they were chasing was nothing more than such an ugly weapon.

The moment Wang Junsheng held the sword in his hand, he already felt a different feeling. It was different from the Chilian Sword, different from the Heroic Sword. At that time, it was a kind of... It should be its feeling.

It seemed that he had been looking for this sword for a long time. From the very beginning, all he needed was this sword.This sword, after changing hands again and again, finally returned to its original owner.

If he was unable to perceive why the Qiankun Sword attracted him so much and why he was called to him before, then at this moment, he can be sure that the Qiankun Sword comes from the same vein as the pure Yang blood in his body.

He took the sword back into his mustard seed space, and took out the heroic sword that had been completely shattered into pieces, gathered and reshaped it with true energy, although there were still fine cracks, but it couldn't be seen just by looking at it .

He sealed the Heroic Spirit Sword in that stone, and used the Heroic Spirit Sword to fill the missing sword in the void of the sword.

"May you reshape the sword body after a few hundred years." Wang Junsheng said softly, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and the warm luster was injected on the blade of the heroic sword, emitting a dazzling blue light.

Wang Junsheng, on this high platform, settled down.

The triggering condition comes from the feelings for the Heroic Sword.

Although Wang Junsheng thinks that he is cold-hearted, his heart is really warm. Even he himself never thought that his heart has never cooled down.

In the deepest part of my heart...

deepest...

location.

It's just that few people can detect it.

The author has something to say: Got a new sword~

From now on, I will point my sword at the sky!

In other words, the new article "Awesome, My Ex" really requires pre-ordering, although I don't know when it will be released, but...it should be quite interesting...