Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

The two of them left the restaurant, Shi Shi was depressed, and even lost interest in going to the market.

Jing Fansheng poked his baby fat with his finger nonchalantly: "What's wrong?"

Eleven looked up at him with resentful eyes, but he didn't speak.

Jing Fansheng scratched his hair and said, "Don't mind what other people say. Do you still remember the agreement you made with me before going out? Don't..."

"Don't reveal your and my identities, I know." Eleven answered first, then ignored him, and walked ahead alone.

Jing Fansheng scratched his hair again in distress, and followed in two quick steps.

The cultivator's market is open day and night, and even some large auction houses, although they don't often open for auctions, still have shopkeepers guarding them at twelve hours.

Therefore, the market here is always very lively, and you can hear the shouts of various vendors as soon as you approach this street.

"Chongmingshan Zhenren Chen's elixir, give you what you want! If you fake it, you will pay ten! If you fake it, you will pay ten!"

"Imitate Xiangzhai, tailor-made array talisman seals for you!"

"Look, take a look, take a look, Xiao Ranjun's exclusive product, the latest magic weapon!"

After entering the market, Jing Shixi's tense face seemed to relax a little.Following the yelling, he found the magic weapon that was claimed to be produced by Yan Xiaoran.

Jing Fansheng pursed his lips, and murmured in his heart: "It's a lie! The things Yan Xiaoran forged with his eyes closed many years ago are at least spiritual weapons. If there are magic weapons produced by Mr. Xiao Ran these days, then Maybe it can be worth a lot of money, hahaha!"

According to the setting of the novel, whether it is the realm of human cultivation or demon cultivation, magic weapons are divided into magical weapons, spiritual weapons, immortal weapons and divine weapons in order from low to high.All magic weapons can be activated by spirit stones, but magic weapons cannot be activated by spiritual power, as they are easily broken.Spiritual weapons are the most common and most widely used magic weapons on the market. They don't require much spiritual power, but generally at least one middle-grade spiritual stone is needed to activate them.The number of fairy artifacts is much less, but the power is not comparable to spiritual artifacts.As for the artifact-level magic weapon, there is currently only one in this world.

Jing Shishi lived in the Jedi Valley for many years and was young, so he didn't find any loopholes in the shouting of the magic weapon.

Seeing his excited look, Jing Fansheng didn't give a damn, just walked or stopped behind him with his hands behind his back.

There are quite a lot of magic weapons sold in this market, and Jing Shixi is obviously dazzled.But he is a very smart kid, and he already has some foundation in refining, so he can quickly identify which ones are real and which are just exaggerated fakes.

There are still many magic weapons that can attract him.In order to become a master craftsman, in addition to his refining skills and cultivation, the most important thing is to be able to innovate.And in order to do this, one needs a rich imagination and experience.

Eleven has stayed in the Jedi Valley since he was a child and rarely goes out, so naturally he has never seen much of the world.Jing Fansheng yawned and thought, anyway, Mr. Xiao Ran, who frightened me, should already be in the Demon Realm at the moment, and I probably won't be recognized by others if I wander around his house, so I don't need to leave in such a hurry...

Just after yawning, Jing Fansheng took a glance out of the corner of his eye and saw an auction house with a rather elegant appearance.

He looked at Eleven and felt that he couldn't finish reading it for a while, so he said: "You watch here first, I will go back when I go."

Jing Shixi raised his head and glanced at him in his busy schedule: "Where are you going?"

"Here." Jing Fansheng pouted at the location of the auction house, then patted the child's hair and said, "If you need anything, go there and find me."

Satisfied after he finished touching, he walked towards the auction in a steady pace.

Although he has deliberately restrained himself, the entry-level pills refined by Jing Fansheng are still too high-grade.The shopkeeper of this auction house is nice and good at doing business. Seeing that Jing Fansheng's elixir is of excellent quality, he guessed that he must have come from a big sect and wanted to make friends, so he told him the truth about the price: if he If they are in a hurry to sell, their firm can also buy it first, but the price will definitely be lower than that sold at the auction.

If you are not in a hurry, you can store your things here first, and there will be an auction in two days. If the goods are sold, you can get the earned crystals on the same day.Although the auction house charged an intermediate handling fee during this process, according to the shopkeeper, it is estimated that Jing Fansheng will finally get a lot more spirit stones than if he sold them directly to the auction house.

Jing Fansheng thought about it for a while. If his income is low this time, although he can refine alchemy and sell it, he will have to go through the auction house after all. Instead of going through another trouble, he might as well make more money this time.Anyway, he could afford to wait for two days.So he gladly accepted the auction proposal.

The shopkeeper then took out a white jade tablet without words, and released his spiritual power to engrave on it Jing Fansheng's items and time to be auctioned. As for the name, there was no need to engrave it.The back of the jade card has engraved some rules of the auction house. If the customer's things are auctioned, the jade card can be exchanged for spirit stones.

After Jing Fansheng came out humming a ditty with the jade card, he found that the boy was no longer in front of the stall where Eleven was.

Jing Shixi won't run around by himself.Jing Fansheng, who thought of this for the first time, broke out in a cold sweat. He ran to the stall almost in a panic, and asked, "Boss, that kid just now was the one with the mask on his face, such a tall kid." Where did the baby go?"

Seeing the flustered expression of the young man, the boss quickly said: "He didn't know what happened just now, so he put down his things and left."

"He left by himself?" Jing Fansheng's heart sank a little.

"Yeah, it looks quite angry."

Jing Fansheng nodded and thanked the boss.

He was also thinking too much just now, if someone really wanted to catch Shi Yi, it was impossible for him not to notice at such a short distance.

"You brat!" Knowing that Eleven left by himself, Jing Fan jumped angrily.

Fortunately, he has a unique secret method to find the trace of Eleven.But there are too many people in the market, not to mention that Jing Fansheng will be disturbed, and he himself does not dare to make too much noise.

While cursing and cursing, he searched for it.

Finally, at the entrance of a small alley, the sound of fighting inside was heard, and Shi Shi's aura came from that alley.

Jing Fansheng's mind turned and he instantly understood what was going on.

"Damn you guys! How dare you fight privately here!" Jing Fansheng walked into the alley with a few strides, and he saw several boys in white and a boy in black fighting into a ball.

It's really a mess.

Private fighting is not allowed in the city, but any excessive use of spiritual power will attract the guards in the city, so let alone spiritual power, these children just roll around punching and kicking without even drawing their swords.

Jing Fansheng went forward and picked up the top boy in white and threw it out, and then threw out the second boy in white.Unexpectedly, the first boy was already red-eyed, was thrown out and then ran back to join the battle.

Jing Fansheng had no choice but to release the coercion that belonged to the Nascent Soul stage that he hadn't used for many years.

The most powerful cultivation of this group of teenagers or young people is only in the pulse condensing stage, how can they withstand the pressure of the mighty power in the Nascent Soul stage, and they are all honest at once.

Jing Fansheng was angry and distressed and pulled Jing Shixi out from the bottom.

Jing Shishi's mask is still there, but his black robe is already in tatters, and the part of his face not covered by the mask is painted, which is obviously swollen.Although this mask is a spiritual weapon, it does not absorb attacks, and it is estimated that the mask is not much better.

Seeing Eleven like this, Jing Fansheng was no longer in the mood to smile. He said coldly: "The disciple of Wuliangjian really opened my eyes. Don't you feel ashamed to bully one of you?"

"He was the one who attacked us first!" said a boy in white, who was the most talkative boy in the inn just now: "He was the one who attacked us first and brought one of our classmates here!"

As the boy spoke, he pulled out a man whose nose was so swollen that he couldn't see what he looked like.

"Ahem..." Looking at the sky, Jing Fansheng suddenly felt a little complicated.

Jing Shixi stood next to him, and he still stood up straight after doing something wrong, without saying a word.

He gave Eleven a "go back and clean up you" expression, and said, "Then you can't beat him with five or six of you!"

"Yixiang, don't talk too much to him, this little bastard dares to sneak up on me! Master, I have to fight him today!" The boy who was injured the most refused to give up, and was quickly beaten by several of his classmates. Pulled.

The identity of the other party is unknown, and he is a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, so they will not provoke him easily.

This young man must have been really anxious, otherwise he would never have been so rude in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"What did you say?" Jing Fansheng asked with a gloomy expression.

He was still a little guilty at first, but who would have thought that this kid dared to call his son a bastard, so he was so angry at that time, this time he didn't need to make a move at eleven, he wanted to make a move.

In this matter, he doesn't care who the other party is, even if this person can be said to be his apprentice regardless of his seniority or age.

Jing Fansheng's face darkened, and those teenagers immediately fell silent.The two teenagers blocked the boy who said the wrong thing behind him, one of them was the one named Yixiang, and the other was the beautiful boy he had seen at the inn before.

Both of them are ready to fight, and have even put on a posture that they will draw their swords at any time.

"You are not my opponent." Jing Fansheng stood with his hands behind his back, and strolled around the court, "Hurry up and let that kid come out and apologize to my son, this matter is over for today."

"Why should we apologize?" They were obviously the ones who were beaten!

"Exactly! Are you still being reasonable! Don't think that our Wuliangjian doesn't want to cause trouble because we are afraid of you!"

Several teenagers are also young and vigorous.Although they were strictly forbidden to fight and stir up troubles outside privately due to strict religious rules, they collectively thought at this moment: Everyone has bullied them, if they swallowed their anger again, wouldn't they lose Wuliangjian's face?

That beautiful boy put his hand into his bosom, and let out a ringing arrow that was used to communicate with the Wuliang Sword.

Jing Fansheng rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Why are you firing arrows? Don't you know that fighting is not allowed in the city? How dare I touch you?"

Although he said so, several teenagers shared the same hatred and said one after another: You look like you want to move us!

Jing Fansheng took a step forward, and the teenagers took a step back.Jing Shixi grabbed the corner of his father's clothes and just wanted to say forget it, anyway, he was almost out of anger after a fight...

At this moment, a handsome man in white clothes suddenly descended from the sky.

This man is tall and straight, full of heroic spirit.Half of her jet-black hair was tied meticulously with a white jade and silver crown, and the other half was casually scattered on her shoulders.There seemed to be a cold air all over him and a cold fragrance, which made people feel full of immortality under the scorching sun.The white clothes and white boots are the same style as the clothes worn by the group of teenagers, except that some delicate and complicated patterns are embroidered with silver thread to show the different identities of this person from ordinary disciples.He hung a silver sheath fairy sword on his waist, and his whole demeanor was dusty, as if walking in the world would not be stained with a speck of dust.

Xu Shi saw a piece of pure and elegant white, which made the eyes extraordinarily black as ink.

The opponent has a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes.Jing Fansheng looked up subconsciously, and accidentally bumped into such a pair of pupils.

It only took a blink of an eye for the man to fall down, but it was enough to make Jing Fansheng, Jing Shishi and the other teenagers stunned.

Chen Yixiang and the beautiful boy Liu Yizong looked at the tall figure that suddenly fell between them and the Nascent Soul cultivator, and they both opened their mouths in surprise, and then the surprise turned into surprise, and the two of them shouted almost simultaneously: "Sovereign Lord!" !"

Yan Xiaoran had no expression on his fair and handsome face, but the chill around him told everyone that he was not in a good mood right now.

Being stared at by his exceptionally dark eyes, Jing Fansheng subconsciously wanted to run away.

Although he had successfully escaped from Xiao Ranjun's hands and sword several times many years ago, according to the nature of the world, Jing Fansheng felt that he would die in Yan Xiaoran's hands one day.He didn't want to die, so he always tried to avoid him before.

But today's matter is endless, he can't run, and he doesn't want to run.

So under Xiao Ranjun's gaze, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand still.

Yan Xiaoran is already a great power in the late stage of distraction, even if he restrained his pressure and didn't deliberately release it, the cold air spreading around his body was enough for him to bear.

After being sized up and down by Xiao Ranjun's substantive eyes, Jing Fansheng finally couldn't help but want to say something, but Yan Xiaoran spoke first.

The two of them were very close at this time, and he called out in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Jing Qi."

……

"Boom!"

This statement was obviously so small, but it fell in Jing Fansheng's ears like a spring thunder, and it made him dizzy.