Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]
Chapter 28 Infinite 5
They left Wuliang Mountain and flew straight for hundreds of miles in one direction before they saw a bustling small town.
At this time the sun had already set, and looking at it from high above, the small town was brightly lit and dotted with stars, which together looked like the sky was full of stars.
Probably before the curfew, the streets were buzzing with people.Yan Xiaoran landed silently on the roof of a house in the dark, and let Jing Fansheng down.
Jumping off the roof, Jing Fansheng swaggered towards the nearest wine shop.
The two of them have been bigu for many years, Jing Fansheng is a mother as long as he has wine, and he doesn't have any requirements for hardware facilities such as food and drinks, but Yan Xiaoran still ordered a large table of dishes, although he didn't move his chopsticks.
Probably it was time for dinner, the restaurant was full of people, it was very lively, but after the two of them came in, everyone automatically silenced, even if they were talking, they had to deliberately lower their voices.
Everyone was looking at Yan Xiaoran who was spotless all over his body, like a fairy descending from a throne.
It's just that Yan Xiaoran didn't respond at all.Jing Fansheng didn't notice this even more, his eyes were completely attracted after the wine jar was served.
The restaurant they entered was not low-grade, and the wine was used to hold small wine cups with round mouths made of white porcelain.Jing Fansheng is actually used to drinking from a big bowl, which is refreshing.But when it comes to drinking and tasting wine, the small wine cup is more artistic.
He couldn't wait to pour himself a glass first, not forgetting Yan Xiaoran on the other side, he took the other's glass and filled it up for him.
After drinking a glass of spicy and mellow spirits, Jing Fansheng finally felt comfortable all over.
After drinking the wine, his mood also improved, and he couldn't help shaking his head again, humming a little tune that he couldn't identify the tune, and adding a few lines of Yingyingyanyan's poems and songs to add interest.
Yan Xiaoran rubbed the glass wall with her white fingers, just sat there silently, looking at him.
Seeing him like this after drinking three glasses of wine, Jing Fansheng began to feel dissatisfied.
He couldn't help teasing him and said: "I said, Mr. Xiao Ran, it's fine if you want to leave me in Wuliang Mountain to treat me, but you can't take all my things, can I have any fun? Too bad, give me back my two storage bags!"
Seems to have finally found a topic, Yan Xiaoran answered, "Storage bag?"
"Yes, they are the two storage bags that my son made in the first batch, and they are in the Qiankun sleeves of my dress." Speaking of eleven, Jing Fansheng couldn't help laughing.
Yan Xiaoran blinked his eyes, his long eyelashes covered all his emotions.
After a long time, he picked up the porcelain cup, covered his sleeves with his hands, took a sip of the hot spirits, and then said: "Eleven likes refining weapons."
Jing Fansheng glanced at him suspiciously, and nodded: "Yes, that kid likes to tinker with small things since he was a child. It should be normal for a boy at this age to like making weapons, right?"
Yan Xiaoran also nodded, his voice was gentle, and his tone was unhurried without any emotion: "If he likes it, I can take him in as a disciple."
Hearing this, Jing Fansheng's eyes widened and he paused.
……
The way he froze was so obvious that even he himself felt embarrassed, let alone Yan Xiaoran—the only craftsman in the world who can be compared to Kunlun himself said that he wanted to accept apprentices, but the other party actually reacted like this, which is really a bit strange Unreasonable.
Twitching the corners of his mouth and laughing awkwardly, Jing Fansheng still refused subconsciously without even thinking about it: "It's rare that Mr. Xiao Ran doesn't dislike Eleven, but how can my son be worthy of being Mr. Xiao Ran's apprentice?"
Yan Xiaoran said: "What is there to be ashamed of?"
Jing Fansheng said: "He is still young, so he doesn't know what he likes. He just plays out of curiosity for a while. A few jade slips are enough for him to learn. Why bother Xiao Ranjun to teach it himself."
Yan Xiaoran was straightforward: "It's okay."
Seeing that he was determined, Jing Fansheng had no choice but to say: "To tell you the truth, I have already planned to send him to Kunlun to learn art from a teacher."
Yan Xiaoran said: "If that's the case, then let him enter Wuliang Mountain and worship under my seat. In the future, I can guide him not only in refining weapons, but also in swordsmanship and cultivation."
Jing Fansheng saw that the other party not only refused to give an inch but was aggressive, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Xiao Ran is the suzerain of a sect, and he manages a lot of things every day. How can he have time to teach his disciples?"
Yan Xiaoran said: "Preaching and teaching karma is also the job of the suzerain. Although I don't know why you don't want to, it's better to let Eleven choose for himself, whether to go to Kunlun or be my apprentice."
After hearing this, Jing Fansheng almost gritted his teeth.
He didn't know when this man became so eloquent.
Shi Shi admired Yan Xiaoran very much, if he was really asked to choose, would there be any suspense in the result?Besides, going to Kunlun to be a young disciple with no connections, compared to being the direct disciple of the master of Wuliangjian, a fool would not choose the former.
Yan Xiaoran still had no expression on his face, his eyes were burning like paint, and he said seriously: "Eleven is talented and willing to endure hardships, he is a malleable talent, it is my luck to receive such an apprentice. And I can also Guaranteed, as long as he wants to learn, he will definitely teach him everything, and he will never hide his secrets."
It was rare for Yan Xiaoran to say such a long sentence at once, and even made such a promise.
If it were someone else, there would be no need for him to waste his words. The famous Xiao Ranjun said that he wanted to accept his children as apprentices, so why not burn incense and pray to the Buddha to thank the ancestors for their blessings.
It has to be said that Jing Fansheng was still a little moved.
Because of the bad thing with Yan Xiaoran before, he didn't want Eleven to get too close to him.
But taking a step back, putting Eleven by Yan Xiaoran's side should be the safest and most reassuring choice.
Although just imagining the scene of Eleven following Yan Xiaoran in front of and behind Yan Xiaoran would make people feel very unhappy.
But Jing Shixi would not only get no benefit from following him, but would also be implicated and dragged down by him.
And let him worship under Yan Xiaoran's seat, from now on he will be the personal disciple of Lord Wuliangjian Xiao Ran, not only the swordsmanship will be taught, but also the forging of weapons that he does not understand, how was it at that time status and status.
What's more, the secret that the eleventh cultivation level is different from ordinary people... If he is really sent to Kunlun Mountain, he may be discovered after a long time.
Balancing the two, Jing Fansheng had to make a choice.
He was a big-hearted person before, but after hundreds of years of wanton publicity, he became even more unstingy.Most of the time, Jing Fansheng does things recklessly and completely according to his preferences.But on the matter of Shiyi, he had to be very rational and make the best decision for Jing Shishi's future.
Jing Fansheng scratched his hair, and it took only a moment for these thoughts to go back and forth in his head. He smiled heartlessly as usual, and said with nothing to do: "In this case, Then go back and ask him what he meant."
Yan Xiaoran nodded, seeing that he agreed, although his face was still calm, there seemed to be a little smile in his eyes.
The two stayed in the tavern until it closed late at night before returning.
Early in the morning, when two figures, one white and one black, appeared at the door, Jing Shishi was meditating.
Jing Fansheng drank, although he was not very drunk, but his usual mischievous style was a little bit uncontrollable.As soon as he entered the room, he wanted to pull the child's tender face with baby fat, but was avoided by Jing Shishi who opened his eyes in vain.
He lives in the guest room now, but someone will come at any time, so Eleven is still wearing that mask at this time.
Jing Fansheng felt bored and snorted.
Yan Xiaoran took a step forward past Jing Fansheng, saw Jing Shiyi's eyes through the mask, opened his pale lips lightly, and asked directly: "Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"
"What?" Jing Shixi couldn't believe what he heard, so he turned to look at Jing Fansheng.
At this time, Jing Fansheng's neatly bundled hair was scratched by him again.With one hand behind his back, he raised the other arm and scratched his head, saying, "He asked you something, what do you see me doing?"
Jing Shishi's originally dark eyes became brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He didn't go to Jing Fansheng again and again to confirm that he really agreed. After all, his father knew best, so he simply knelt down in front of Yan Xiaoran, "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
Standing there, Yan Xiaoran received three jingles from Jing Shishi.
According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, this is the ceremony.
However, as the sect master of Wuliang Mountain, how could Lord Xiao Ran of Yu Linjian accept his disciples so perfunctorily? After all, the status of direct disciples is much higher than that of ordinary inner disciples, and if it is the disciple of the master of one sect, it is extremely difficult. It is possible to succeed the suzerain in the future.So this personal transmission ceremony will still have to be added in the future.
Yan Xiaoran said: "Since you have become my apprentice, you will be a member of Wuliangjian in the future. You must always remember the religious training and rules of this sect, and live in harmony with your brothers and sisters, do you understand? "
"The disciple understands."
"Well, you hold out your hand."
Jing Shishi was still kneeling on the ground, and raised his hands above his head respectfully.
Yan Xiaoran put one hand on one of his wrists, and a cool spiritual force penetrated into his body along his meridian, and flowed through all the limbs in an instant.
Jing Shishi shivered a bit from the cold, and his wrist was already put down.
Yan Xiaoran lowered his eyes and remained silent, with doubts in his eyes, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just asked Jing Shixi to get up from the ground.
Jing Fansheng stood aside with a heavy heart and looked at Yan Xiaoran motionlessly, seeing that the other party didn't have any major reaction, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Yan Xiaoran continued: "Come to see me on Ling Jue Peak today, and I will teach you some homework as a teacher."
"Yes." Jing Shishi's attitude was extremely respectful, and he agreed without any hesitation.
After finishing the order, Yan Xiaoran turned his gaze back to Jing Fansheng, which meant: it's time to go.
Jing Fansheng opened his mouth to tell Eleven a few words, but in the end he held back and said nothing.
Jing Shixi wanted to climb Lingjue Peak with his cultivation in the pulse congealing stage, so he could only choose to climb with bare hands other than asking for help.
This was the first question Yan Xiaoran asked him, and it was also a kind of temptation and test.
The road to immortality is long and endless, and those who can achieve great success are often those who are tenacious and honest, paranoid and will not turn corners.Even Mr. Xiao Ran, whose halo is unstoppable as the male protagonist, still had the attribute of being extremely hardworking and hardworking when he was a child.
Now that he has made up his mind to hand over his son to Yan Xiaoran to teach, he also wants Xiao Ranjun to see what kind of child Shi Shi is, so he can't give any special instructions at this time.And he knows Jing Shiyi's personality too well, will this kid do something like find someone to take him to Ling Juefeng?
- Absolutely not!
At this time the sun had already set, and looking at it from high above, the small town was brightly lit and dotted with stars, which together looked like the sky was full of stars.
Probably before the curfew, the streets were buzzing with people.Yan Xiaoran landed silently on the roof of a house in the dark, and let Jing Fansheng down.
Jumping off the roof, Jing Fansheng swaggered towards the nearest wine shop.
The two of them have been bigu for many years, Jing Fansheng is a mother as long as he has wine, and he doesn't have any requirements for hardware facilities such as food and drinks, but Yan Xiaoran still ordered a large table of dishes, although he didn't move his chopsticks.
Probably it was time for dinner, the restaurant was full of people, it was very lively, but after the two of them came in, everyone automatically silenced, even if they were talking, they had to deliberately lower their voices.
Everyone was looking at Yan Xiaoran who was spotless all over his body, like a fairy descending from a throne.
It's just that Yan Xiaoran didn't respond at all.Jing Fansheng didn't notice this even more, his eyes were completely attracted after the wine jar was served.
The restaurant they entered was not low-grade, and the wine was used to hold small wine cups with round mouths made of white porcelain.Jing Fansheng is actually used to drinking from a big bowl, which is refreshing.But when it comes to drinking and tasting wine, the small wine cup is more artistic.
He couldn't wait to pour himself a glass first, not forgetting Yan Xiaoran on the other side, he took the other's glass and filled it up for him.
After drinking a glass of spicy and mellow spirits, Jing Fansheng finally felt comfortable all over.
After drinking the wine, his mood also improved, and he couldn't help shaking his head again, humming a little tune that he couldn't identify the tune, and adding a few lines of Yingyingyanyan's poems and songs to add interest.
Yan Xiaoran rubbed the glass wall with her white fingers, just sat there silently, looking at him.
Seeing him like this after drinking three glasses of wine, Jing Fansheng began to feel dissatisfied.
He couldn't help teasing him and said: "I said, Mr. Xiao Ran, it's fine if you want to leave me in Wuliang Mountain to treat me, but you can't take all my things, can I have any fun? Too bad, give me back my two storage bags!"
Seems to have finally found a topic, Yan Xiaoran answered, "Storage bag?"
"Yes, they are the two storage bags that my son made in the first batch, and they are in the Qiankun sleeves of my dress." Speaking of eleven, Jing Fansheng couldn't help laughing.
Yan Xiaoran blinked his eyes, his long eyelashes covered all his emotions.
After a long time, he picked up the porcelain cup, covered his sleeves with his hands, took a sip of the hot spirits, and then said: "Eleven likes refining weapons."
Jing Fansheng glanced at him suspiciously, and nodded: "Yes, that kid likes to tinker with small things since he was a child. It should be normal for a boy at this age to like making weapons, right?"
Yan Xiaoran also nodded, his voice was gentle, and his tone was unhurried without any emotion: "If he likes it, I can take him in as a disciple."
Hearing this, Jing Fansheng's eyes widened and he paused.
……
The way he froze was so obvious that even he himself felt embarrassed, let alone Yan Xiaoran—the only craftsman in the world who can be compared to Kunlun himself said that he wanted to accept apprentices, but the other party actually reacted like this, which is really a bit strange Unreasonable.
Twitching the corners of his mouth and laughing awkwardly, Jing Fansheng still refused subconsciously without even thinking about it: "It's rare that Mr. Xiao Ran doesn't dislike Eleven, but how can my son be worthy of being Mr. Xiao Ran's apprentice?"
Yan Xiaoran said: "What is there to be ashamed of?"
Jing Fansheng said: "He is still young, so he doesn't know what he likes. He just plays out of curiosity for a while. A few jade slips are enough for him to learn. Why bother Xiao Ranjun to teach it himself."
Yan Xiaoran was straightforward: "It's okay."
Seeing that he was determined, Jing Fansheng had no choice but to say: "To tell you the truth, I have already planned to send him to Kunlun to learn art from a teacher."
Yan Xiaoran said: "If that's the case, then let him enter Wuliang Mountain and worship under my seat. In the future, I can guide him not only in refining weapons, but also in swordsmanship and cultivation."
Jing Fansheng saw that the other party not only refused to give an inch but was aggressive, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Xiao Ran is the suzerain of a sect, and he manages a lot of things every day. How can he have time to teach his disciples?"
Yan Xiaoran said: "Preaching and teaching karma is also the job of the suzerain. Although I don't know why you don't want to, it's better to let Eleven choose for himself, whether to go to Kunlun or be my apprentice."
After hearing this, Jing Fansheng almost gritted his teeth.
He didn't know when this man became so eloquent.
Shi Shi admired Yan Xiaoran very much, if he was really asked to choose, would there be any suspense in the result?Besides, going to Kunlun to be a young disciple with no connections, compared to being the direct disciple of the master of Wuliangjian, a fool would not choose the former.
Yan Xiaoran still had no expression on his face, his eyes were burning like paint, and he said seriously: "Eleven is talented and willing to endure hardships, he is a malleable talent, it is my luck to receive such an apprentice. And I can also Guaranteed, as long as he wants to learn, he will definitely teach him everything, and he will never hide his secrets."
It was rare for Yan Xiaoran to say such a long sentence at once, and even made such a promise.
If it were someone else, there would be no need for him to waste his words. The famous Xiao Ranjun said that he wanted to accept his children as apprentices, so why not burn incense and pray to the Buddha to thank the ancestors for their blessings.
It has to be said that Jing Fansheng was still a little moved.
Because of the bad thing with Yan Xiaoran before, he didn't want Eleven to get too close to him.
But taking a step back, putting Eleven by Yan Xiaoran's side should be the safest and most reassuring choice.
Although just imagining the scene of Eleven following Yan Xiaoran in front of and behind Yan Xiaoran would make people feel very unhappy.
But Jing Shixi would not only get no benefit from following him, but would also be implicated and dragged down by him.
And let him worship under Yan Xiaoran's seat, from now on he will be the personal disciple of Lord Wuliangjian Xiao Ran, not only the swordsmanship will be taught, but also the forging of weapons that he does not understand, how was it at that time status and status.
What's more, the secret that the eleventh cultivation level is different from ordinary people... If he is really sent to Kunlun Mountain, he may be discovered after a long time.
Balancing the two, Jing Fansheng had to make a choice.
He was a big-hearted person before, but after hundreds of years of wanton publicity, he became even more unstingy.Most of the time, Jing Fansheng does things recklessly and completely according to his preferences.But on the matter of Shiyi, he had to be very rational and make the best decision for Jing Shishi's future.
Jing Fansheng scratched his hair, and it took only a moment for these thoughts to go back and forth in his head. He smiled heartlessly as usual, and said with nothing to do: "In this case, Then go back and ask him what he meant."
Yan Xiaoran nodded, seeing that he agreed, although his face was still calm, there seemed to be a little smile in his eyes.
The two stayed in the tavern until it closed late at night before returning.
Early in the morning, when two figures, one white and one black, appeared at the door, Jing Shishi was meditating.
Jing Fansheng drank, although he was not very drunk, but his usual mischievous style was a little bit uncontrollable.As soon as he entered the room, he wanted to pull the child's tender face with baby fat, but was avoided by Jing Shishi who opened his eyes in vain.
He lives in the guest room now, but someone will come at any time, so Eleven is still wearing that mask at this time.
Jing Fansheng felt bored and snorted.
Yan Xiaoran took a step forward past Jing Fansheng, saw Jing Shiyi's eyes through the mask, opened his pale lips lightly, and asked directly: "Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"
"What?" Jing Shixi couldn't believe what he heard, so he turned to look at Jing Fansheng.
At this time, Jing Fansheng's neatly bundled hair was scratched by him again.With one hand behind his back, he raised the other arm and scratched his head, saying, "He asked you something, what do you see me doing?"
Jing Shishi's originally dark eyes became brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He didn't go to Jing Fansheng again and again to confirm that he really agreed. After all, his father knew best, so he simply knelt down in front of Yan Xiaoran, "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
Standing there, Yan Xiaoran received three jingles from Jing Shishi.
According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, this is the ceremony.
However, as the sect master of Wuliang Mountain, how could Lord Xiao Ran of Yu Linjian accept his disciples so perfunctorily? After all, the status of direct disciples is much higher than that of ordinary inner disciples, and if it is the disciple of the master of one sect, it is extremely difficult. It is possible to succeed the suzerain in the future.So this personal transmission ceremony will still have to be added in the future.
Yan Xiaoran said: "Since you have become my apprentice, you will be a member of Wuliangjian in the future. You must always remember the religious training and rules of this sect, and live in harmony with your brothers and sisters, do you understand? "
"The disciple understands."
"Well, you hold out your hand."
Jing Shishi was still kneeling on the ground, and raised his hands above his head respectfully.
Yan Xiaoran put one hand on one of his wrists, and a cool spiritual force penetrated into his body along his meridian, and flowed through all the limbs in an instant.
Jing Shishi shivered a bit from the cold, and his wrist was already put down.
Yan Xiaoran lowered his eyes and remained silent, with doubts in his eyes, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just asked Jing Shixi to get up from the ground.
Jing Fansheng stood aside with a heavy heart and looked at Yan Xiaoran motionlessly, seeing that the other party didn't have any major reaction, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Yan Xiaoran continued: "Come to see me on Ling Jue Peak today, and I will teach you some homework as a teacher."
"Yes." Jing Shishi's attitude was extremely respectful, and he agreed without any hesitation.
After finishing the order, Yan Xiaoran turned his gaze back to Jing Fansheng, which meant: it's time to go.
Jing Fansheng opened his mouth to tell Eleven a few words, but in the end he held back and said nothing.
Jing Shixi wanted to climb Lingjue Peak with his cultivation in the pulse congealing stage, so he could only choose to climb with bare hands other than asking for help.
This was the first question Yan Xiaoran asked him, and it was also a kind of temptation and test.
The road to immortality is long and endless, and those who can achieve great success are often those who are tenacious and honest, paranoid and will not turn corners.Even Mr. Xiao Ran, whose halo is unstoppable as the male protagonist, still had the attribute of being extremely hardworking and hardworking when he was a child.
Now that he has made up his mind to hand over his son to Yan Xiaoran to teach, he also wants Xiao Ranjun to see what kind of child Shi Shi is, so he can't give any special instructions at this time.And he knows Jing Shiyi's personality too well, will this kid do something like find someone to take him to Ling Juefeng?
- Absolutely not!
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