The Fishing Immortal is pretending to be weak again [Transmigration Book]

Today, the foot of Taiyuan Mountain is very lively.

"Have you heard? The Lingxiao Sword Sect has been disbanded, tsk, the former number one sect is gone."

"It is said that it was because Immortal Xingshen Lord angered the Demon Sect by eliminating demons and guarding the Way, and the Demon Sect sent people to slaughter those sects that night. That's miserable..."

"Everyone gets the magic cultivator and punishes them. Now the major sects have been hit hard, and the Lingxiao Sword Sect is gone. Only the Wuji Sect in Taiyuan Mountain still retains its strength."

"Xingchen Xianjun also disappeared."

"Many former Jianzong disciples came to Taiyuan Mountain today."

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The Wuji Sect has two great masters during the tribulation period. The name of the first sect in the cultivation world is not the turn of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. It is a pity that the Wuji Sect has always avoided the world in Taiyuan Mountain and has never participated in any disturbances from the outside world.

Even when Xingshen Xianjun joined forces with the various sects to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, all the sects dispatched elite elders, only the Wuji Sect sat firmly in Taiyuan Mountain, keeping a calm expression.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect is gone, and the disciples from all the great families rushed here one after another. Among them, there are also many former Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples.

The protagonist, Zhu Jiuwang, will also come to participate in the entry trial today.

Chu Xingchen turned into a young man, wearing a black dress, the black girdle lined the waist extremely thin, and the hair full of blue hair was tied up with a hairpin, and the hair was stroked along the forehead Hanging down, what a free and easy young man.

He pinched himself an exceptionally ordinary face, and he wouldn't look at him too much even if he was thrown into the crowd.

He knew that the protagonist would come here today, so he specially booked a private seat by the window in the restaurant, and leaned there lazily, waiting for the protagonist to appear.

The original text used nearly [-] words to describe how the protagonist is clean and simple, ignorant of worldly affairs.

Chu Xingshen was very confident that he could recognize him at a glance.

He wants to hug the protagonist's thigh, help the protagonist cultivate, and let the protagonist fight the demon king with him.

Originally, even without his instigation, the protagonist and the villain would be doomed to meet, he just wanted to advance this order a little bit.

There was a loud noise from downstairs, and a snow-white shirt came into view.

Isn't this coming?

Holding a wooden stick, the boy in white walked into the restaurant panting, attracting many people's attention.

"He looks quite handsome, why does he look like a little old man?"

"You don't know? This is Zhu Jiuhuang, the fourth young master of the Zhu family. He was born with a vision. He thought that he would become a dragon and phoenix among people because of his extraordinary talent. Unexpectedly, after the Zhu family tested his talent, he found that he was a miscellaneous spiritual root. Born weak and sick."

Chu Xingshen tapped the table lightly with his fingertips. That's right, Zhu Jiuwang was born weak and sick. He never left the Zhu family. Because he was rejected by the Zhu family, his life was not good.

Zhu Jiuwang has a simple personality, he treats whoever treats him well, and he is a good partner for hugging thighs.

"Boss, boss, give me a cup of jade wine." Panting, Zhu Jiuwang walked all the way through mountains and rivers, his tired cheeks rose a little rosy, with a tinge of color.

"A cup of jade brew and three taels of spirit stones." The boss stretched out his hand and asked for money while flicking his abacus.

"Three two..."

Zhu Jiuluan's face showed embarrassment.

He has never left Zhu's house, so naturally he doesn't have a penny, and he doesn't know that the outside world actually costs spirit stones to buy things, and he can walk to Taiyuan Mountain only by walking.

"Huh? Can't get out three or two?" The boss raised his head and frowned.

"Sorry, I don't want it anymore..." Zhu Jiuwang really couldn't get it out, even in Zhu's family, no one was willing to spend resources on him.

"Unlucky, there are still people who can't even come up with three ounces, so they dare to take the entrance test of Wuji Sect?"

As soon as these words fell, many people around snickered.

"Tsk." Chu Xingchen took out a Lingshi casually and threw it on the counter.

He lay faceless on the banister of the stairs, propped his head up and looked at them.

"Is that enough? I'll pay for his jade brew."

The boss looked up at him, and a smile appeared on his face. Such a large piece of Lingshi, not to mention a cup of jade wine, would be enough for a hundred cups.

"Okay, Xiaoer, come and serve jade wine to this young master."

Chu Xingchen walked downstairs with his hands behind his back, and with a smile on his face, he came to Zhu Jiuwang's side, put his hand around his neck, and said, "My good brother, don't say thank you for helping you even once?"

This good brother made Zhu Jiu's ears turn red with embarrassment, and he whispered: "Thank you..."

"Can you stop holding me like this?" Zhu Jiuwang was not used to it, stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Xingchen's wrist, touching his skin, and silently checked the other party's spiritual roots and cultivation.

Four lines of miscellaneous spiritual roots, seven levels of Qi refining.

The black-clothed boy in front of him looked quite confident, but ordinary.

"Tsk, I spent so much money for you, brother, what's wrong with putting my shoulders down?"

Chu Xingchen supported him to the second floor, and said, "Come on, brother, sit down wherever you want. Today is my day to do a good deed. Jade Niang can restore your strength. Brother, you don't have to be polite to me."

"Why do you call me brother?" Zhu Jiuwang asked curiously.

"Of course it's because you're taller than me, and you look bigger than me. It's not an exaggeration to call me brother." Chu Xingshen replied casually, actually for the sake of getting close.

Zhu Jiuxuan picked up the jade wine, and ran his fingertips across the rim of the cup, with a flash of interest in his eyes, he drank the jade wine in one gulp.

"Brother's name?"

"Zhu Jiuwang, the fourth son of the Zhu family, you should have heard of it, how about you?"

"Ah, then you are indeed older than me. My name is Chu Yu, the dry one. When my mother gave birth to me, there was a severe drought, so she named me Chu Yu." Chu Xing said nonsense.

"Are you also here to participate in the Wuji Sect assessment?" After drinking a cup of jade wine, Zhu Jiulu's face looked much better, and the redness on his face gradually faded.

"That's right, how many of you came here not for the sake of Wujizong?"

After Chu Xing finished speaking, a terrified scream came from outside the restaurant.

"Demon, Demon Cultivator!"

"Why are disciples of the Demon Sect here!"

Outside the restaurant, the soaring demonic energy swept over, and the monks were terrified.

The monks who came to participate in the assessment were not high-level, and most of them were not opponents of the Demon Sect.

Chu Xingshen held Zhu Jiuwang's wrist and said, "Brother, let's go."

Zhu Jiuwang didn't move at all, he looked at the scattered crowd below and said, "Let's part ways here, you run away."

"You're not leaving?"

"A monk should have the world in mind. Now that the Demon Sect has rashly invaded the Promise Sect, how can a disciple of the Righteous Path only care about fleeing?"

The impassionedness of these words is worthy of being the protagonist.

But Chu Xingchen glanced at the protagonist, good brother, you are only in the Qi refining stage now.

Zhu Jiuwang walked out of the restaurant leaning on a wooden stick.

Chu Xingshen followed behind him.

However, when Chu Xingshen saw the leader Moxiu, his face suddenly changed.

The leader is the frightened right-hand man Xun Wushang, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Are you afraid?" Chu Xingshen asked.

With the character of the protagonist, he would naturally not be afraid. As expected, Zhu Jiu said, "What is there to be afraid of? If you can eliminate demons and protect the way, and contribute to the peace of the world, so what if you die?"

Chu Xing couldn't help applauding deeply, the protagonist is really upright.

"That's right, have you seen those demon cultivators on the opposite side? Their leader is Jing Huang, he is a peerless villain, he can eat babies' heads and suck people's brains. .”

Chu Xingshen took the opportunity to fan the flames and smear the panic.

Zhu Jiuwang glanced at him, why didn't he know that he could suck people's brains?

Zhu Jiuwang said meekly: "You are right."

On the opposite side, Xun Wuzong sneered and said: "The Lord has an order! All the monks who have gone up to Taiyuan Mountain today will kill each one they see!"

When the monks heard this, they panicked.

Chu Xing Shen sighed: "This surprise is really cruel, brother, why don't we run away."

He came here today just to sneak into the Wuji Sect, how could he run away?

Besides, these people were arranged by him alone.

Zhu Jiuwang smiled slightly, and said: "You run, although I am weak, I know that when the road is uneven, I should draw my sword to help."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Jiuwang rushed forward with his broken wooden stick.

Seeing this, Moxiu sneered: "Looking for death!"

The main character will naturally not die.

Chu Xingshen slowly retreated to a corner and observed secretly.

Just when the knife in Moxiu's hand was about to pierce Zhu Jiuwang's chest.

Chu Xing rushed over.

"Brother, be careful!"

The sharp weapon that was supposed to pass through Zhu Jiuwang's body passed through Chu Xingchen's chest.

Zhu Jiuwang was taken aback for a moment, his face was covered with blood.

Chu Xingshen pushed Zhu Jiuwang away, half knelt on the ground, clutched his chest, his eyes sparkled, and said, "I was infected by my brother's magnanimity. Taiping makes a contribution, even if he dies, so what?"

Zhu Jiuwang stepped forward and grabbed his slender waist, it was indeed as thin as a girdle, very thin.

This young Pu Quoxin actually blocked the knife for him.

Zhu Jiuwang's complexion darkened, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the stabbing demon cultivator, and then looked at Xun Wujing.

The murderous intent gradually appeared in the dark eyes.

Xun Wuzong trembled, and said: "The master of Wuji Sect is coming soon, retreat first."

"Presumptuous!" A stern shout came, and the next moment, an old man slapped Xun Wujing with a big palm!

"Changyang Immortal!"

The surviving monks let out a cheer.

Immortal Changyang is one of the only seven monks who have crossed the catastrophe in the world.

Xun Wujing saw this, his complexion changed, he clutched his chest, and said, "Go!"

"Stop running away!"

Unexpectedly, Xun Wuzong showed cruelty, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhu Jiuwang's neck.

"Immortal, let me go, or I will kill this junior."

Immortal Changyang really stopped, looked at him in surprise, "let him go!"

"Heh, give it back to you!"

Xun Wujing threw Zhu Jiuwang to Changyang, and when Changyang picked him up, he took his subordinates to transfer instantly.

Changyang tried to catch up, but failed to catch up.

Zhu Jiuwang touched his neck and coughed hard, his whole face was flushed from the suffocation just now.

"Boy, are you okay?" Chang Yang glanced at him.

Zhu Jiuhuang shook his head, and moved to Chu Xingchen's side with difficulty.

"Are you okay?" Zhu Jiu asked hoarsely.

The two masters disguised as low-cultivation supported each other and slowly got up.

"Brother, I'm fine."

"You've lost a lot of blood."

Chu Xing smiled weakly, and said, "I have a lot of blood, so let me bleed casually."