Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

Difficult to serve?

Since Xuan Yi could remember, it was the first time he received such an evaluation.

Thinking back to when he was practicing, there were many sects and many battles, not to mention other things, just staying in the cave and practicing peacefully was a luxury.

Now it's just an extra walk on the mountain road, and this junior named Shen Pei complains that his leg hurts. The man opened his eyes and "seeed" the movement of the other party rubbing his leg through the door panel. I really can't figure out why this person is so ethereal first disciple.

——When he first came to this world, he only counted the opportunities related to himself, and Xuan Yi had never heard of any of the rumors about Shen Pei.

But there is no doubt that the young man's bone age is extremely young, even in his age, he can still be called a genius.

...Are you more arrogant because you are young?

Seeing the young man squatting by the pool talking for a long time, the man finally knew why the koi under the lotus was so fat.

If they have to suffer like this every day, it is their good fortune not to be strangled to death.

However, Shen Pei felt that his koi was well-fed, round and fat, and he could do more exercise when wagging his tail for food.

Following the usual practice, he had a good time with Yu'er, and he was in a good mood. He drank the last sip of wine in the jug, unlocked the silence technique, and walked slowly to the guest room.

With a tangled expression, the Totoro in the Sea of ​​Consciousness covered its face with its paws, and really didn't know how to tell the host that the other party's behavior just now had been seen by him.

He spent countless painstaking efforts to decorate his small nest, even the study room in the side courtyard was decorated with soft and warm jade by Shen Pei, making it extremely comfortable.

Everyone in the world knows that after entering the Foundation Establishment, monks can get rid of the restrictions of the common world, and they don't need to eat or sleep. Breathing, walking, sitting and lying are all a kind of practice.

But this one in Changchun Peak is very strange, not only sleeps at a fixed time every day, but even sleeps in bed.

And as a wealthy family who needs to use spirit stones to support the Changchun Peak Formation, Shen Pei occasionally accepts some tasks issued by the sect in addition to practicing.

It's been so cold recently that he didn't bother to go out to search for secret realms, so he only went to Lun Dao Peak to give lectures at the beginning of each month to earn some basic contribution "living".

The distance between the study room and the master bedroom is limited, even if the man didn't deliberately snoop, he could still hear the boy next door knocking on the door and calling him to get up.

Contrary to the world's fantasies about the fairy family, the Changchun Peak is always lively and lively, and the two children are chirping about the latest gossip in the sect, like sparrows jumping around on the branches, clearly showing that they have nothing to do with the youth. Very good relationship.

It wasn't until the moment he woke up that he remembered that he was going to report at Lun Daofeng today. Shen Pei flicked his sleeves and straightened his clothes. He was about to leave the hospital when he heard the door of the master bedroom being opened.

"Lun Dao Peak? Can I bring this... can I go and have a look?"

The words are sincere, the attitude is peaceful, the man is tall and tall, he is indeed a gentleman.

But the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth froze on his face because of this sentence.

Talking about Dao Peak, think about the distance between it and Changchun Peak, if he still needs to walk, then he doesn't need his legs.

So, before the man opened his mouth to speak again, he took the initiative to throw out the magic talisman, attracting two chubby white birds: "Of course, uncle please first."

He glanced at the two red-topped "cranes" that were more suitable to be sent to the restaurant without saying a word. The man stepped forward and pressed his fingertips between the young man's eyebrows: "Lead the way."

Shen Langlang tensed his body subconsciously: ...? ? ?

The boy in Tsing Yi guarding the door: ...Wow.

"Close your eyes." Knowing how important it is for a cultivator to have the brows that hide the upper dantian, Xuan Yi tried to slow down his tone, "Think about where you are going."

Shrink to size.

In the next moment, Shen Pei's face was covered with fine snow on the top of Lun Dao Peak.

Without a crane cloak or a hand stove, he stood in the north wind with only a single shirt, deeply suspicious that someone was playing tricks on purpose.

The young deacon who was in charge of maintaining order was even more surprised. He stepped forward quickly, his voice full of worry: "Senior Brother Shen...? Why did you come so early today?"

Could it be because the suzerain accepted a new disciple yesterday, and the other party felt uncomfortable or awkward?

Shen Pei, who was treated with great care, suddenly wanted to jump his feet: "Look what you're talking about here?"Couldn't he have come earlier?

But thinking of his lazy behavior before reincarnation, he felt that this rebuttal was really untenable, so he held his breath and closed his mouth.

Covering his figure and standing in the dark, the man glanced at the young man's slightly swollen cheeks, as if he saw the young man crouching by the pool and slandering him again.

Stupid, indeed like an uneducated junior.

Especially the half-year-old inner disciples in the school, they seemed to like each other very much, and crowded close to the podium one by one, making the young man look like a king of children.

Hanging on his waist is the jade card of his own disciple. Qi Jiuchao, who has successfully sneaked into Misty Dao Sect, will naturally come to Lun Dao Peak to attend classes. In the eyes of outsiders, he has just embarked on the journey of cultivation, and most needs to learn some theoretical knowledge to lay a solid foundation.

Desperately hypnotizing that he was just a seven-year-old child, he bowed his hands and saluted Shen Pei, showing a friendly smile: "Senior brother."

Brother.

When the rest of the disciples can only be called "Senior Brother Shen" and "Elder Shen", it is very special to address them with their surnames removed.

Born with a preference for human and animal cubs, Shen Pei in his previous life was really happy when he heard this soft senior brother.

Ask yourself, before he was reborn, Qi Jiuchao, a junior brother, was not the most pampered, but he was also considered the most benevolent and righteous.

The master suddenly fell without leaving any instructions. He knew that the other party was thinking of the little phoenix who broke the rules, so he handed over the position of suzerain and went to the Demon Realm alone, avoiding all possible internal strife.

However, who would have thought that after Shen Pei beheaded the enemy with his own hands, his junior brother, who was known as "counting all the people" because of his outstanding talent, would personally identify him who had just broken through Mahayana in front of all schools and factions of the righteous way. "Shen Zhenren" is the root cause of all disasters.

As we all know, after the death of Master Xuanqing, in terms of deducting the secrets of heaven, except for the Qi Nine Dynasties and the realm of comprehension, which are all misty and true.

The other party opened his mouth cleverly, with a brilliant tongue, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and narrated the "evil things" that the young man did. If Shen Pei himself was not the protagonist who was framed, he might have believed Qi Jiuchao's nonsense .

Once the vast net that has been carefully woven for decades is unfolded, it will cover the sky and cover the earth, and there is no place to hide. If Shen Pei hadn't heard the chatter between the other party and the system under the sea of ​​ice, he might not be able to figure out until his death. As soon as we met, I started to calculate myself.

Now that he saw this slightly familiar smiling face again, Shen Pei no longer had the intention to get along well with the other party, and he didn't even bother to act, so he just nodded lightly in response: "Yes."

Now, even Xuan Yi, who was hiding in the dark, could see the displeasure of the young Qi Jiuchao.

The time we spent together was limited, and thinking of all the arrogance that the young man had shown before, he, like everyone else, only thought that the other party was jealous because someone took away the care of the master, and didn't think too much about it.

On the other hand, Qi Jiuchao, because of the strategy system that was directly stunned in the sea of ​​consciousness last night, he was afraid that Shen Pei would be suspicious of him, so he could only force his smile, put his posture lower, and put some eye drops on the people around him by the way. bad reputation.

Unexpectedly, before his tea and tea words came out, a disciple sitting by the window shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Shen! That Yu Hanzhou is here again!"

Yu Hanzhou, the only two cultivators in Misty Dao Sect who used the sword to make some famous swords. This person looks like an iceberg on weekdays, but he fell in love with the Changchun Peak at first sight. Perhaps it was because of the comparison of swords. Two years ago, the other party He actually said some nonsense in public that he hoped to get married, causing Shen Pei to walk around people afterward.

0049, who loves gossip deeply, immediately pricked up his ears: [OK, Shen Langlang, there are suitors here? 】

Due to the setting of the so-called cannon fodder, the kinship of its host has always been very weak.

With hindsight, he dug out a few memories related to this from his mind, and Shen Pei helplessly raised his forehead: 【...It seems that this last life is indeed very different. 】

It's a shame someone hasn't figured it out yet.

Said it was a pursuit, in fact, every time Yu Hanzhou came to the school to block people, he couldn't help but learn from each other. He jumped out of the window skillfully and escaped. The young man who didn't have the slightest sense of the lecturer had just landed on his feet, and a snow-white sword light fell from the sky.

again.

Seeing that his favorite cloak was about to turn into a hairless crane, the young man who wanted to avoid it had to draw his sword backhand, Xu Xu blocked the move.

Most of the towns that have a slight connection with the cultivation world have rumors about Shen Pei, especially the disciples who just started yesterday, are full of anticipation and look out with wide eyes.

But to their disappointment, unlike the majestic Misty First Disciple in the storyteller's mouth, the young man's move was far less amazing than the fierce sword light, light and light, as if he just waved a branch.

As for the thin soft sword in his hand, it looks like something for a woman, it is too delicate, not like a sharp weapon, but more like an accessory for decoration.

Even the older disciples who had seen the other party's attack several times couldn't help shaking their heads with emotion. The "Zhangtai Liu" picked up in the secret realm really didn't match Senior Brother Shen. It was short for no reason before the move was released Somewhat imposing.

I heard that those sword cultivators personally select the materials to make their own weapons, and their Senior Brother Shen is really too loose.

"Ding!"

In the blink of an eye, the white light collided with the blade of the sword, and countless cold lights radiated suddenly. With the stove in his chest, the young man in white raised the tip of the sword with one hand, and it happened to be aimed at the throat of the person in the room: "Chengren."

The dazed crowd followed the prestige and saw Yu Hanzhou with delighted eyes at a glance.

Slowly, he noticed that the atmosphere around him was a bit subtle. Remembering that the other party was a sword idiot, the young man in white froze.

0049, who sat watching the host roll over, couldn't help laughing.

Subconsciously following the breath of the jade pendant in his sleeve, he "fleeed" to the side of a certain cheap uncle. The young man in white who made mistakes one after another looked slightly annoyed. "...It's the disciple who made a fool of himself, so the uncle can laugh when he wants to."

Anyway, ever since the sword fell into his hands, it has attracted ridicule and teasing.

"Why are you laughing?" Looking back from the young man's fingers holding the hilt of the sword, the man commented realistically, "This sword is worthy of you."

Gorgeous and exquisite, soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

"Really?" Hearing such heartfelt praise for the first time in his life, the young man in white quickly lost his anger, and rolled his eyes with a smile, "It's still my uncle who has eyes."

But before the man shook his head to show that he didn't intend to praise him, he noticed that the young man was being chased by someone, so he suddenly leaned over, pulled his fingertips up against his brows, and hurriedly pressed them between his eyebrows: "Master, let's go!"

——Leave as soon as you say, can't you treat him as the stupid fat crane on Changchun Peak?

He had never been used as a spiritual pet mount by anyone, and the man clearly wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but when he looked into the bright eyes of the young man, he unexpectedly complied with the other party's request.

Unexpectedly, the kindness would not be rewarded, the next second, the rare soft-hearted Taoist Xuanyi, with a dark face, was soaked thoroughly by the warm spring.