After transmigrating into cannon fodder, he and the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

In the past hundred years, the luck of the plane in Yuanling Continent has been particularly good, and several unworldly geniuses have appeared.

Dao Zhe has already grown into an adult, and every time he sees a very talented younger brother and younger sister getting started, he will ask the master, "This new junior brother, is there a comparison with the senior brother?"

Cheng Yu shook his head.

"No."

After watching the disciple recruitment ceremony held every five years, Cheng Yu brought Dao Zhe back to Fufeng.

There are still many vegetables grown at the foot of the mountain, and the custom of Fu Feng eating together is still there, but Cheng Yu doesn't cook often, and only occasionally handles the spoon, because now You Yu's cooking skills are already good.

Back at Fufeng, in front of the Hall of Asking Hearts, a group of Fufeng disciples were recuperating and meditating, with Li Yiling and Cui Ran walking back and forth in front of them.As seniors, they took the initiative to help Cheng Yu teach newcomers—these are all newly recruited disciples in the past few years.

Although Fufeng is still a small and not high peak, his popularity has become stronger after all.

Cheng Yu stood at the door, counted the number of people, and then frowned slightly.

Dao Zhe said in a low voice: "Master, Junior Brother Shuxi is not here, he must have brought his junior junior brothers to other sects to develop business."

Now Ning Shuxi has developed a team and became the team leader. Selling goods in the other peaks of the Shang Qingzong has long been unable to satisfy him.

His commercial business has spread to the north and south of the river, and many sects of cultivation have left his legends.

Cheng Yu felt a headache, but there was nothing he could do.

"There's one less. Where's the new disciple the day before yesterday? Why isn't he here?"

Dao Zhe was about to answer when a voice suddenly sounded.

"I don't want to be here! I want to change peaks, I don't want to stay in Fufeng!"

Cheng Yu looked up, and saw that Shi Tian was grabbing a disciple by his collar, dragging him to the Hall of Asking Heart.

While tugging at him, Shi Tian said, "Cultivate hard when you come in. We, Fufeng, are all talents. Our brothers and sisters are all friendly and harmonious. Master Feng is approachable and good at cooking. Don't act like a good boy when you get cheap."

"I don't! Fufeng is broken and rotten. It's not as good as the rumors outside! I don't want to stay here! I'm going to another peak!"

The little disciple snotted and burst into tears.

Cheng Yu's face was pulled down with a bang.

Others can say that Fu Feng is not good, but how can Fu Feng's disciples despise Fu Feng?

He dared to say that Fu Feng was not good in front of him, the peak master.

Cheng Yu walked up to the struggling little disciple with his hands behind his back, his face darkened: "Why, our temple is too small? Can't accommodate a big Buddha like you?"

The little disciple dared not speak, his eyes were red, but his attitude was still very persistent.

"I don't want to stay here. It's broken and torn. The door of the courtyard I live in is broken! Before I came here, I heard that the Shangqing sect is huge and the conditions are excellent. Why is Fu Feng so rotten! It's all a lie!"

"Get out! Get out! Don't stay in Fufeng, go wherever you like!"

Cheng Yu was shaking with anger.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Master, why are you so angry?"

Cheng Yu was stunned suddenly, turned around and turned his head, only to see a man in a blue shirt, whose breath was integrated with the world standing in the distance, his light blue eyes were slightly curved, and his black hair dragged to the ground, looking towards this side from afar .Beside him stood a stunning man in a red dress with a magnificent appearance.

Dao Zhe was the first to be stunned, and then said in disbelief: "Brother..."

Shi Tian looked at Shen Yixiu with wide eyes, "Brother is back?"

"Big Brother!"

"Brother is back!"

In the Hall of Asking Heart, Li Yiling and Cui Ran both ran out.

After taking a look, his eyes fell on the young man in the blue shirt in the distance. The voice he heard just now was very similar, but his appearance was somewhat different from before.If Lin Yize hadn't stood by, they wouldn't have believed it.

"Brother, why did you become like this!"

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

Cheng Yu didn't speak, he just looked at Shen Yixiu quietly, staring at the light blue eyes that looked like pines and distant mountains - these were the eyes that had given him the talent.

After a long while, Cheng Yu scolded several disciples who surrounded Shen Yixiu, "Don't be big or small, come back quickly!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yu lowered his head and knelt respectfully.

"Meet the Ancestor Talisman."

Everyone was stunned.

Talisman, Talisman...

"Master, what are you doing." Shen Yixiu stepped forward and pulled Cheng Yu up, a little angry: "No matter what my status is, in front of you, I will always be your big disciple, nothing more."

These eyes, even when they were dying, did not show any fluctuations.

Now, because of his bow, he showed a bit of anger.

Cheng Yu almost choked up.

"I promised you, Talisman, it has been passed down."

Shen Yixiu looked at the clothed old man in front of him, feeling sour in his heart.

Hugging Cheng Yu, Shen Yixiu buried his head in the arms of this old man who not only protected him in his previous life, but also tried his best to protect him in this life.

"I'm sorry, Master, I owe you too much."

Next to him, the little disciple buried his head in Shitian's arms, wiped his tears, and said in a low voice: "It's so touching, I, Fufeng, have such a touching master-student friendship, it's been three lifetimes for me to enter Fufeng With the blessing I have cultivated, I can inherit from the same sect as the ancestor of Fu, it is really a gift from God to me."

Tokita: "..."

Didn't you clamor to leave just now?

……

Shen Yixiu and Lin Yize stayed in Shangqingzong for a long time, and not many people knew about it, only Fufeng and Qingchenzi.

Life was very leisurely. There was a hidden cold pool deep in the mountain behind Shang Qingzong, and there were many fat wild fish in it. Occasionally, when Shen Yixiu got interested, he took Lin Yize to the cold pool to fish.

Two people, two fishing rods, and two small bamboo baskets.

In the cold pool, the water stirred a bit, Lin Yize raised his eyes, and lifted the fishing rod in his hand up.

Another big fish.

Beside Lin Yize, the small bamboo basket was already half full.

Shen Yixiu pursed his lips, and glanced at his bamboo basket from the corner of the eye—it was empty.

Putting the fish on the hook into the bamboo basket, Lin Yize turned his head and asked Shen Yixiu, "Senior brother, how's the harvest?"

Shen Yixiu calmly blocked Lin Yize's gaze from looking at his bamboo basket.

"……not bad."

Taking advantage of Lin Yize's inattention, Shen Yixiu lowered his eyes and thought -

In the cold pool of Han, one after another fish quietly swam towards Shen Yixiu's direction, and then... they climbed into Shen Yixiu's bamboo basket in a line.

Shen Yixiu squinted his eyes at the bamboo basket that he was gradually filling, and heaved a sigh of relief.

As expected of a big brother.

So is fishing.

Next to her, the corners of the lips of the red-clothed fairy who was seriously fishing were raised quietly.

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The author has something to say:

After becoming a talisman ancestor.

First Day

Xiu Xiu: Hold it.

The next day

Xiu Xiu: Carrying it is so tiring.

On the third day

Xiuxiu: Don't lose face, even if you are tired, you have to bear it.