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

As soon as the voice fell, the man had already appeared in front of everyone.

The visitor has a simple and honest face, a round face, and a slightly chubby figure.Wearing a black Taoist robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, and a whisk in his hand.

He flicked the whisk and said with a simple and honest smile: "Mr. Xiao Ran, long time no see."

Yan Xiaoran took half a step forward, nodded and said hello: "Really Chen."

Four young boys in black surrounded them and said hello to their uncle.

Chen Fanshu touched the heads of his little Douding one by one, and then turned his eyes to Jing Fansheng with a smile.

Those gazes were obviously kind and gentle, but Jing Fansheng always felt a little hairy.

Silently, trying not to attract the attention of others, he inserted the Yulin Sword, which he had been using as a crutch, back into the scabbard hanging on Yan Xiaoran's waist.

In order not to attract attention, he didn't even care about the dirt on the tip of the sword.

Although this action clearly attracted the sound of breathing from the little bean buns behind them.

"Who is this……?"

"This is the fellow Taoist who was suffering from a serious illness that I mentioned to you in my letter last time."

Jing Shixi couldn't help looking up at Jing Fansheng, wondering why his father was suffering from a serious illness even though he was injured?And how did Master know...

Yan Xiaoran said without changing his face: "It's just that Brother Chen was busy with business last time, so it was not convenient to come to Wuliang Mountain to treat him, so we had to postpone it for a while. It just happened to happen now, it is really fate."

Chen Fanshu flicked his fly whisk again, and said politely: "Chongming Mountain is now in ruins, and the poor road can't get away for a while, I hope Mr. Xiao Ran doesn't mind."

In fact, what he said was just a polite way.No matter how face-saving Yan Xiaoran is, if others don't want to go to Wuliang Mountain to see a doctor, they can't find anything wrong with him.

Yan Xiaoran also nodded, and didn't bring up the matter again, he just recommended for the two of them: "This is my friend Shiwu. Fifteen, this is the famous Daoist Fanshu of Chongming Mountain."

Jing Fansheng was distracted and thought: "After so many years of being a dead sweet potato, I finally got the title of 'Great Famous'."

But that being said, since Yan Xiaoran introduced them to them in this way, Jing Fansheng had no choice but to greet him with an admiring expression.

Chen Fanshu also nodded and smiled at him.Although he smiled with a simple and honest face, even when he was talking to Yan Xiaoran, his eyes kept falling on Jing Fansheng, which made people feel a little abnormal.

In any case, he is also his own junior who has been bullied and teased by him for hundreds of years. He still knows what kind of core Jing Fansheng is under his pure and simple skin.Looking at his expression now, Chen Fanshu had a half-smile but not a smile.

Chen Fanshu said: "I heard Mr. Xiao Ran said that you are suffering from a serious disease. I wonder if I can ask the poor Taoist doctor to treat you?"

Jing Fansheng's complexion was a little pale, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips to smile, "It is a great opportunity for me to be rescued by Master Chen. It's just that my life is not enough to die, and there are still those strangers who were killed in the distance Refined walking corpses, Chen Zhenren is good at medical skills, why don't we go and see if we can cure them?"

Chen Fanshu said: "The stranger is made into a walking corpse? It's unheard of for poor people. But just now I heard a fellow Taoist say 'these medicine people can still be saved', but I don't know that there are really people who can make medicine in this world? And I don't know how the friend said Are you sure they're still alive?"

Jing Fansheng felt bad when he heard his question.Although there are some records on the ancient bamboo slips about the medicine man and the refining of living people, most of the living jade slips are incomplete, and the ancient characters and narrative methods are also very obscure. Not many.

Even I bit the bullet to find out a thing or two because I was very concerned about and afraid of the Sifang Qingxuan Altar.Although Chen Fanshu's medical skills have always been superior to his, and his knowledge in this area is wider than him, he has never understood that this is something similar to a myth and legend.

Fortunately, it was his younger brother who was asking the question at this time, and Jing Fansheng would not be so nervous when he was not facing the real hero. He smiled and said, "I was just talking nonsense in a moment of impatience. It's not like a simple walking corpse. As for what it is and whether it can be cured, we have to ask Chen Zhenren, who is skilled in medicine, to see it."

Not far away, nearly a thousand "things" similar to walking corpses are screaming. The picture and taste are not very beautiful, and no one wants to chat here.

Standing beside their uncle, several disciples of Chongming Mountain finally straightened their waists at this moment.Although they had few people and little effort to capture these walking corpses, they still had to rely on their Chongmingshan ability to solve these people and ghosts.

Chen Fanshu was about to turn around to check the medicine men who were trapped in the same place, when everyone suddenly heard a loud noise from the ruined altar behind them.

Everyone was startled by the violent noise, and before they could look back, Yan Xiaoran's Yulin sword had already been unsheathed and flew towards the direction of the sound, then it collided with something and made a "clang!" sound.

Jing Fansheng turned his head to look, and saw that the two bronze giant statues standing on the altar had completely collapsed. For some unknown reason, they were split into two halves from the middle, and something jumped out of them!

That shocking response should have come from when the bronze statue was destroyed by the thing sealed inside.

If you look closely again, you will see two cyan figures approaching them at a very fast speed.

Those are two green snakes!

It's just that the body of a snake is particularly thick, more like a giant python.A snake has a slender body, twisted and twisted, and it should be highly poisonous.

Just now, Yan Xiaoran's sword hit the giant python's head which was covered by huge and solid scales.Although the incident happened suddenly, Mr. Xiao Ran didn't do anything ruthless, but the giant python was unscathed by the sharp edge of Yulin Sword.

The hearts of the three older people present all "thumped".

These two snakes are weird!There is no damage to be able to fight against the Yulin sword, they are definitely not ordinary animals.Not to mention that there is an extremely obvious demonic aura lingering around the other party.

The three of them thought in unison that this might be a monster... Maybe it was a monster that should have been extinct long ago.

Jing Fansheng telegraphed his thoughts, and blurted out quickly: "Sifang Qingxuan, Qinglong is the sky, and Xuanwu is the earth. Someone sealed these two monsters in the bronze statue to replace the ancient beasts!"

I don't know if the ancient beast really existed in the world or it was just a legend. In short, they have never seen what it looks like with their own eyes.But Qinglong should be in the shape of a dragon, with a body like a long snake, and it is most suitable to replace it with a giant python; Xuanwu is said to be a kind of divine beast with a turtle and snake, and it is most suitable to replace it with a snake with a slender and winding body.

The Qinglong dominates the east and is the head of the four gods.The longevity of the basalt tortoise means immortality.Isn't this exactly the effect that Sifang Qingxuan Altar pursues and wants to achieve?

No wonder it is said that human beings have infinite imagination, Jing Fansheng thought to himself.It's a pity that no matter how you pretend, these are just two snakes.

Yan Xiaoran's expression remained motionless, the fingers hidden in his sleeves had already picked up the sword formula.Yu Linjian missed the strike, turned a corner and stabbed at the flexible long snake next to the giant python again.The sword body glowed with a dazzling white light, and its aura was extremely strong.

After the loud noise, the teenagers came back to their senses, seeing that the monsters that suddenly ran out were nothing more than two giant snakes, they felt contemptuous.Seeing Mr. Xiao Ran's Yulin sword flying between the two big snakes, the turbulent movement had already attracted their attention, so some teenagers couldn't help raising their swords and wanting to sneak attack.

"Come back!" Chu Yunguan wanted to scare the junior who was overconfident and wanted to show off, but it was too late.

After several rounds, the tyrannical temperament of the giant python was aroused because it had been injured by Yu Linjian. Suddenly, it found some white object approaching, and the sight that was attracted by the glowing sharp blade instantly turned On the boy in white.

The huge snake pupils flickered. Although the giant python was huge, its speed was not bad at all, and it rushed towards the boy wrapped in a gust of wind.

It was gaining momentum, and suddenly with a sound of "铛!", a black black sword attacked it again. The giant snake was in a rage, and with a flick of its tail, the black sword deviated from its direction.

Jing Shiyi had already consumed a large part of his spiritual power when he and Chu Yunguan were attracting walking corpses. Now Yujian's speed is not enough, and the sword's edge was hit off the direction instead.

But he remained calm in the face of danger, with a solemn expression, and continued to attack the giant python again while pinching his sword formula.

The boy who wanted to sneak attack before was chased by the giant python and appeared within its attack range.Trapped under the tongue of the giant python, the young man was completely flustered and froze in place, unable to even think of Yu Jian running away.

Just as Jing Shishi tried his best to turn around with the black Xuanjian but it was too late, another flying sword flew towards the huge snake head.

Eleven turned his head and saw that it was his new best friend in the past two days, Xiang Juexin from Wuliang Mountain.

Xiang Juexin also had a serious expression on his ordinary and honest face, and he said, "Let me help you!"

Jing Shixi nodded, and continued to perform tricks, trying to recall his flying sword as quickly as possible.

The reaction of Chu Yunguan next to him was not unpleasant. He drove the flying sword towards the giant python almost at the same time as he drew his sword at eleven, but he also turned a corner in the air, trying to hit it in the seven inches.

Chu Yunguan felt very troubled by the fact that the bear child wanted to show off. Originally, with Mr. Xiao Ran and Zhenren Chen around, there was no need for juniors like them to take action.But Mr. Xiao Ran was entangled by another spirit snake, and Chen Zhenren had no intention of making a move at all. As the leader of this group of teenagers, he had no choice but to save them.

Xiao Ranjun fought in full swing in the front, while Jing Fansheng and Chen Fanshu behind were just staring at each other, hiding away with peace of mind.

Chen Fanshu shrugged.You must know that he is an out-and-out medical practitioner. Although he is already at the Yuanying stage, the sword on his waist is purely for decoration.For hundreds of years, except for some herbs that needed to be cut and happened to have no knife at hand, his sword had never been unsheathed.

Jing Fansheng's mental journey is more complicated.If this matter were put aside in the past, he would definitely be the first person to rush forward, but now that his consciousness is injured, using his spiritual power rashly is an out-and-out act of death. Still rushing forward.

Moreover, the limelight has been out for hundreds of years. Back then, he achieved the achievement of "cutting the demon soul-devouring beast, which is invincible to hundreds of people, into two pieces with one sword". Jing Fansheng, the giant snake, is not in his eyes.

Compared with the two giant snakes, he is more worried about another thing now...

Jing Fansheng chuckled, and leaned closer to Chen Fanshu: "Really Chen, let's have a discussion."

Chen Fanshu looked into the distance, touched his smooth and fleshy chin suddenly, and laughed along with him, "Isn't Wuliangjian's people always strict and cautious? That kid is really courageous. Well, it's kind of interesting."

Jing Fansheng thought he was talking about the reckless young man who was trying to sneak attack, but when he turned his head, he saw a white-clothed young man stepping on a black black sword trying to save the other who was already under the snake's mouth but was completely frightened. name boy.

What the hell!

That black mysterious sword must be the fairy sword Tu Mo that he found in the Jedi Valley and gave it to his son to play with!

The boy's back must belong to his overbearing son, Jing Shishi!

Accompanied by the shrill scream of Yan Linglong, the only person who could have a female voice here, Jing Fansheng's heart trembled.

The giant python was about four feet long and extremely fast. Its huge scarlet snake mouth opened and sucked again and again, and it was able to suck the eleven company and the boy he had rescued into its belly.

Jing Fansheng watched until his heart almost jumped out of his throat.He was so anxious that he didn't have time to think about it, so he stretched out his hand and pulled out the flying sword from Chen Fanshu's waist beside him, filled it with spiritual power, and threw it vigorously.

"Whoosh-!"

"puff--!"

"hiss!"

Jing Fansheng almost exhausted all his strength in this blow, and the shot was precise and ruthless, and the flying sword was directly inserted into the eyes of the giant python that was as big as a sky lantern.

The giant python's painfully huge body quickly curled up into a ball, and bounced back again.When it was struggling in place, it bought some time for Eleven.

But at this time, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and there was another person on the flying sword, and it was even more difficult for him to escape.

The giant python was seriously injured, and the pain on his body made it even more manic.Although Jing Fansheng bought some time for Jing Shixi, the giant python who had identified the enemy and only wanted to vent his revenge, still endured the severe pain and swept over at an extremely fast speed!

Jing Fansheng was even more anxious when he saw it in his eyes.

But he had already used his spiritual power recklessly just now, and now the headache that he hadn't had for many days came back violently.The sharp roar coming from his head made him unable to hear any sounds from the outside world, and even his vision became somewhat blurred.Even so, Jing Fansheng still gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward.

"Hey! I said you..." Before Chen Fanshu could react, his saber was already stuck in the eyes of the giant python.Before he had time to jump, he saw that something was wrong with the man beside him, so he subconsciously grabbed him.

Jing Fansheng shook his head vigorously, trying to stay awake.He pushed Chen Fanshu away, and was about to strike the giant python again, when he saw a wide and long white silk satin inserted between Jing Shishi and the giant python who was about to be sucked into the belly, They are divided.

The long, seemingly inexhaustible silk satin continuously flew out from Yan Xiaoran's snow-white sleeves, was destroyed layer by layer, broke free layer by layer, and rewrapped the giant python layer by layer. .Yan Xiaoran rose into the air in vain, with one hand he continued to pinch the sword formula to deal with the extremely agile snake, and with the other hand he kept urging the silk silk satin hidden in Qiankun's sleeve, intending to bind the giant python tightly.

Both giant snakes were seriously injured, twisting and shaking constantly on the ground, which can be described as embarrassing and ugly.

Yan Xiaoran in the air had a solemn expression, wrapped in white clothes like a god.His voice has become indescribably serious and fierce, and it came from the sky: "This monster is poisonous, back away!"

Although the basalt snake on the ground was extremely flexible, it was already being chased by Yu Linjian and it was inevitable.The giant python that was enclosed in the bronze statue to act as the green dragon was also showing fatigue due to loss of strength and inability to get rid of the constant entanglement of silk and satin.

Xuanwu snake suddenly stopped twisting to avoid the attack of Yu Linjian, but raised its head and body high, its small mouth wide open, as if it was about to spit out some terrible weapon.

Yan Xiaoran remained expressionless, and immediately stopped manipulating the Yulin Sword.He made a backhand, and his slender fingers twirled in a strange pattern in the air.

The mist and water droplets in the air quickly condensed around the snake's body at an indistinguishable speed, and the thin and long green snake became an ice sculpture in an instant!

Yu Linjian lost the master's control and fell straight down, and Yan Xiaoran held the hilt with his backhand in the air.His fluttering robes seemed to be shrouded in mist, and dazzling seven-color halos appeared all over his body under the sunlight.

The aura around Yan Xiaoran was extremely strong, and his speed was extremely fast. He twisted his body in the air without a trace of hesitation, and the persistent flying sword pierced directly into the python's seven inches through the layers of silk satin!

"hiss!"

The giant python shook violently a few more times, its head hit the ground heavily, and there was no more sound.

Everything happened too fast and too suddenly, Eleven barely brought his companion out of the python's attack range, and just turned around.

The whole body of the giant python was entangled in layers of white silk cloth, and it was impossible to see its original appearance. There was a flying sword stuck in one eye, and it fell to the ground. Although its body would bounce from time to time, it was sure Really dead.

Another slender snake was about to spit out mist, and was sealed in a three-foot-wide ice block, freezing solidly.

Yan Xiaoran stepped on a pair of snow-colored silver-flowered boots and landed lightly on the white cloth wrapped around the python.On the expressionless face that killed two monsters at the same time, his brows twitched a little when he pulled out the Yu Lin sword.

After carefully rubbing the blade of the sword that was stained with snake blood on the white silk forging several times, he returned the flying sword to its sheath without changing his face.

Several teenagers, including Jing Shishi, felt that they were still in shock.

Half of them were frightened by the two huge monsters.The other half was surprised by the strength displayed by Xiao Ranjun.

What kind of majestic spiritual power does this have to condense such a large piece of ice overnight to seal a long snake inside?

How strong is the strength needed to pierce the giant python's scales that are as hard as a demon's body and kill it with one sword?

The juniors including Yan Linglong all focused their eyes on that tall snow-white figure, but Yan Xiaoran didn't seem to notice it at all.He walked in front of that "ice sculpture" expressionless, and was about to kick it!

"Wait a minute!" After discovering Xiao Ranjun's intentions, Chen Fanshu quickly recovered from the shock and uncontrollable admiration, and said, "Wait a minute!"

He ran out from the crowd, panting after only a few quick steps.

Yan Xiaoran put his feet down and said expressionlessly: "It's not dead yet."

The implication is that this ice sculpture can only resist for a while, the monster is not so easy to be sealed, if it is not completely killed now, I am afraid it will poison again.

He didn't pay too much attention to the giant python before, because he knew that although the giant python was powerful, it was not poisonous.But this thin snake is an out-and-out poisonous snake, and as a strange beast, it is different from ordinary poisonous snakes.Most likely this snake can spit mist and release poison.

Chen Fanshu said: "The poison carried by those medicine men is probably related to this snake that can spit poisonous mist. If you want to save people, you have to investigate carefully."

A scuffle had just ended, Yan Xiaoran still looked neat and serious, not even a single strand of hair was messed up.He listened to the explanation, his dark eyes fell on Chen Fanshu, and he nodded, "Then I will trouble Master Chen."

"No trouble, no trouble." Chen Fanshu flicked his whisk and waved his fat hands with a smile.

Jing Fansheng, who stood at the back of the crowd but saw this scene in his eyes, said that he sneered at it.

Chen Fanshu is just a timid person, and he likes to pretend to be powerful.In the early years when Yan Xiaoran lost power and lived temporarily on Chongming Mountain, this kid often used his own name to send Yan Xiaoran to do odd jobs.Why has it only been more than ten years, and now that Xiao Ranjun has leaped into the cultivation base of the later stage of distraction, and he has shown such a skill a little, this kid is determined not to be hardened, and he is convinced?

Where did that Chen Fanshu who didn't give any face to him before, even if Yan Xiaoran invited him to see a doctor on Lingjue Peak as the suzerain of Wuliang Mountain, where did he refuse without hesitation?

But Yan Xiaoran's move just now was really handsome.

Jing Fansheng thought of it all with envy.

If he hadn't been seriously injured now, where would it be his turn to show off and show off?

Thinking of this, Jing Fansheng couldn't help looking at Yan Xiaoran.

Half of the other party's black hair was scattered on the shoulders, and the other half was erected meticulously.The white ribbon under the white jade and silver crown was gently blown up in the breeze, along with a few strands of black long hair, swaying in the air gorgeously yet softly.

Yan Xiaoran was dressed in white clothes, with a snow-white scabbard hanging around his waist, and he was tall and tall.Just as Jing Fansheng cast his gaze on him, he also looked over as if feeling something.A pair of gilt black eyes passed through the crowd in the middle, and their eyes fell directly on Jing Fansheng.

This scene feels strangely familiar.It seemed that when they fought side by side in the past, the two of them once looked at each other through the crowd like this.

Jing Fansheng thought to himself, if Shi Shi was left by Yan Xiaoran's side like this, there would be nothing to worry about.

It was indeed this person who saved Jing Shiyi's life just now.

Thinking like this, he subconsciously twitched the corners of his lips at Yan Xiaoran.

The roaring sound in the ear became heavier, and layers of darkness filled the eyes, sweeping over the sky and covering the earth.

Jing Fansheng just maintained the smile on his lips, swayed a few times, and fell straight to the side.