Dressed as cannon fodder and robbed the protagonist's harem [Transmigration Book]

As the author, how could a novel with a cultivation background not arrange a magical and powerful weapon for the protagonist?

Naturally, Fang Wenyi will never forget that in the original text, Zhang Sicheng and the others stayed in the secret realm for three years, protected by many harem men, and finally he was recognized by the guardian of the secret realm. The guardian turned into a weapon and left with Zhang Sicheng, becoming a Zhang Sicheng's natal spiritual weapon.

But before he was recognized, Zhang Sicheng assembled almost two-thirds of the monks in the secret realm, and worked together to pass the last hurdle and defeat the guardian.

After getting this guardian, Zhang Sicheng's strength jumped again, and with the resources given by the guardian, Zhang Sicheng's cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation base directly reached the peak of Jindan when he left the secret fantasy sea.

The speed of time in the Illusory Sea Secret Realm is different from that of the Qianyang Continent. Although they stayed in it for three years, they only spent half a year outside. Zhang Sicheng's cultivation has indeed reached a rapid speed.

And the place where Zhang Sicheng was recognized by the guardian was where Fang Wenyi stood at this time.

A very hidden underground palace in the secret realm of the fantasy sea.

Dim light, broken bluestone slabs, and coffins filled the entire square. At this moment, those coffins were lifting the covers one by one, and skeletons crawled out one by one.

On the stone steps around the square, skeletons rolled down like a tide.

What the hell!

Don't bring such a pit!

I am the author!Why can't I feel a little bit of the creator's sense of superiority?

Will I be the first author to be killed by a novel I wrote?

Before Fang Wenyi even had time to think about whether there was a way out, he was already surrounded by groups. A dead bone turned into an unknown beast came slowly, carrying a skeleton in black armor on its back, holding a long gun in its hand. The sword was pointing at him.

The guardian of the Illusory Sea Secret Realm—Ghost General.

The surrounding skeletons raised their weapons along with him.

An eerie cold air covered the top of his head, he looked at the ghost general without even daring to move his eyes, the ghost general's eyes were like two black holes, blending into the black armor face, he could feel the cold Iron-like forest cold.

Not to mention living in this situation, I am afraid that even a piece of meat will not be left.

If you die, is it really dead or will you return to reality, it would be great if you return to reality, and you can finally go home.

After returning home, I will come back to find the boss... Boss, what if I can't come back again?What if you really die?

Why...why are you so full of bosses?Shouldn't you be more worried about dying?

With his hands clenched tightly, those skeleton weapons are getting closer and closer, his eyes are full of all kinds of rusty weapons, but his mind is reminiscent of everything about him and Zhuang Shuzhen.

not afraid but desperate...

There is only one thought left in my heart: I really want to see him again.

Maybe it was because he was too absorbed in thinking and subconsciously called Zhuang Chunzhen, or maybe it was because the movement of clenching his hands touched the essence and blood lines in his body.

Zhuang Chunzhen suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He stared at Zhuang Chunzhen with wide eyes, despair and ecstasy intertwined in his heart, how could he be called here!Great to see him before he dies!But what if he died?No, never!

"I didn't want you to come, no, I wanted you to come...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." His teeth chattered and he hugged Zhuang Zhenzhen tightly.

Zhuang Chunzhen held him in his arms, his eyes only had time to glance at the surrounding situation, the weapon in Gulou's hand was already close in front of him.

In an instant, with him as the center, a powerful spiritual force erupted.

The surge of spiritual power was like a destructive explosion, and instantly lifted the skeletons around them into the air. Those skeletons were turned into flying ash in the air, and the sound of weapons falling to the ground followed.

Only the ghost general barely resisted the attack, knelt down on the ground with one foot, and the animal bones under him had long since disappeared.

Fang Wenyi sensed something was wrong, and as soon as he looked up, Zhuang Chunzhen held his face: "I will be thrown out by the ban here, you must be careful."

Fang Wenyi's eyes widened. Apart from the leftover weapons, there was not a single skeleton left around them. He was shocked in his heart, and before he had time to think, he heard the boss's words.

He clutched his arm tightly, wanting to say too much, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Zhuang Chunzhen looked at him and laughed: "I'm glad you thought of me between life and death."

Fang Wenyi was hugged into his arms, and the domineering force that wanted to pull him into his body made him feel at ease, and his hands tightly wrapped around the boss' waist at the same time.

The kiss that was still entangled just now suddenly lost the other party. Fang Wenyi only felt that his arms were empty, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the ghost general who was still lying on the side. With trembling hands, he took out the mirror, injected spiritual power and stared at the mirror : "Happy? Happy ass! You're going to die! Don't worry, don't worry!"

Finally, a figure appeared on the small mirror. The image in the mirror was like a video camera in front of the boss, showing half of his upper body. He seemed to be checking the surroundings. Fang Wenyi looked at the scene around him, It is the sea.

The worry in his heart finally dissipated, he collapsed on the ground, his nose sore, he raised his hand to cover his face for a few seconds and then let go, the boss in the mirror also took out a mirror.

They just looked at each other through the mirror, Zhuang Zhenzhen stared at his red eyes for a while, and told him with his lips that he had returned to the Qianyang Continent, and asked him to be more careful in the secret environment, and reminded him by the way There is a skeleton behind him.

Fang Wenyi stared at him twice, and after confirming that he was not in any danger, he put away the mirror, turned his head to look at the ghost general who fell on the ground, and threw out his long sword, instantly surrounded by thunder clouds.

The ghost general was stupefied by Zhuang Chunzhen's shock just now. The secret realm of the fantasy sea only allows monks with a cultivation level of Jindan and below to enter. This is the first time he has encountered such a powerful character in the secret realm.

He was not in the mood to fight against Fang Wenyi at this meeting, he had been waiting for a new master who was worthy of him, and the one just now was perfect, he fell in love with that person.

He watched Fang Wenyi throw the weapon in his hand aside, Fang Wenyi frowned at him, but did not dare to relax.

The ghost general sat cross-legged, as if gossiping: "Who was that just now?"

"What's with you?"

"To be honest, I've taken a fancy to him."

"Bah! That's my man!"

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"Well, that, you misunderstood, I am a weapon spirit, I think he is qualified to be my master, what do you think?"

After Fang Wenyi yelled that sentence, he was also a little shy, and pretended not to understand after listening to his words: "The spirit of the weapon? What spirit of the weapon?"

"The thing is like this, little brother, it's a long story, do you want to sit down and let's chat slowly?" He patted the open space next to him: "All my men were slapped by my future master." Now, don't be nervous, besides, I still have to rely on you to find my future master."

...Where is this going? Is it the future owner?

"Say something!"

"Okay." The ghost general looked up at the sky and sighed, although a skeleton had no expression at all, and there was no sky above his head.

"The thing is like this, my former master suddenly lost me, I don't know if he is going to die or something, anyway, there is a rule to show up when I am happy, and give something to everyone who comes in Road goods, if you meet a suitable owner, follow them.

I've been waiting for many years and haven't found a suitable one. In fact, I want to find someone better than the original owner. When I meet one day, I can be angry with him. When I see my future owner today, I know he is it!Definitely he didn't run away!It caught my eye at a glance! "

Fang Wenyi was a little speechless: "You are obviously afraid of being beaten."

"What you said is too ugly. What do you mean by being afraid? That's deterrence! Domineering! Conquer! Do you understand?"

"...I don't want to understand." I'm not happy at all when you praise my man so much.

"Okay." The ghost general looked at him: "In a word, you have to take me out to find him. You can choose whatever you like here?"

Fang Wenyi didn't speak, and the ghost general continued: "I think you just got in touch with him, why don't you ask him? I've been here for nearly ten thousand years as an old man, so please pity me."

"..." This is not the character I wrote...

Fang Wenyi took out the mirror and found that the scenery around Zhuang Shuzhen had turned into a forest, and his eyes seemed to be fixed on the mirror all the time. As soon as he opened the mirror, he met the eyes of the boss.

As long as the mirror has spiritual power, it can always see the person it wants to see. He feels a little embarrassed to think that the boss has been staring at him.

After briefly talking to the mirror, he immediately pointed the mirror at the ghost general, who saluted him in a polite manner, then nodded from time to time staring at the mirror, and said something like um, okay.

"Ah? Let me recognize him as the master first? No, no, he is too weak."

Fang Wenyi couldn't see the situation in the mirror clearly, and could only hear the voice of the ghost general, who said again: "Yes, master."

"My master asked you to speak to him."

Fang Wenyi looked back in the mirror, and Zhuang Chunzhen told him with lips, let the ghost general recognize him as the master first, and let the ghost general protect him, and then make other plans after he comes out.

Until the mirror closes, the literature and art above are still immersed in the feeling of unreality. The big boss is the big boss who accepts the younger brothers from the air...

Fang Wenyi turned his head to look at the ghost general. The other party was obviously very dissatisfied with recognizing him as his master. He snorted and turned his head away.

"Hey, do you want to go out and find your future master?"

"Of course, why don't you try to stay in this ghost place for 1 years?"

"Then why don't you hurry up? What should we do?"

The ghost general turned his face a little reluctantly: "You have to promise me that you must return me to my master after you go out."

"I know."

"You can't talk without counting!"

Fang Wenyi sighed: "Your future master risked his life to save me just now. You saw it with your own eyes. How could I take what belongs to him?"

"You really can't occupy me!"

"Whether you're coming or not, I'm leaving."

"Come here, give me some blood."

Fang Wenyi knew the matter of admitting the Lord by dripping blood, so he honestly cut open his finger, only to see the spurted blood beads suspended in the air, and the ghost general didn't say anything until the ninth one condensed.

Fang Wenyi immediately stopped the bleeding with spiritual power, and then applied the wound medicine.

I saw nine blood beads floating above the ghost general's head, and quickly penetrated into his skull. The whole palace suddenly shook violently, and it lasted for a full minute before stopping. The ghost general in front of him also turned into a pocket-sized little Island appearance.

Fang Wenyi poked the small island floating in the air, only to see that the small island flitted away from him.

"The one just now was my prototype, this is my treasure form."

Fang Wenyi nodded knowingly, pretending to be curious and asked, "But how can I use you as a sword user?"

"Who said you can use me?"

"Your future master said it, why don't we ask now?"

"No, no, no, what weapon do you want to use?"

"Long sword."

"I'm blind!" The floating island began to change, and a long sword appeared soon, looking very ordinary and simple.

Fang Wenyi held the long sword in his hand and waved it, a sword energy flew out, and a row of coffins shattered instantly.

"good."

Although it looks ordinary, the effect of increasing spiritual power is unexpected. Fang Wenyi thought for a while and then asked the ghost general: "The mental method I use is quite special, and it is specially used to deal with those demon cultivators. If you use it, there will be no problem." Bar?"

"What's the problem? I'm a weapon spirit, not a weapon!"

"makes sense."

Fang Wenyi tried to gather a thundercloud, and the effect was indeed much stronger than before.

"Very well, you can change shape, can you cover my thunderclouds with white?"

"Why do you ask so much? You are not my master!"

Fang Wenyi raised the corner of his mouth: "Then I will let your future master tell you."

"Can, can, can."

Gathering a white cloud and flying out, Fang Wenyi was completely satisfied, now she no longer has to worry about being discovered.

Zhuang Chunzhen has been looking at them with a mirror, seeing that Fang Wenyi has subdued the ghost general and smiled. With such a weapon, Fang Wenyi's safety is at least one more layer of guarantee.

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By the way, the cool author has updated three thousand a day in the past few days, and there will be a daily event on the 1st, and he will participate in the event at that time!It may be kept for seven to ten days!

The author is not short! ! !It's just too cold, and there is no TAT on the list this week, so I want to hang out with the event, group~