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

"You..." Zhu Jiuwang frowned, it was the first time he had met such a person who would stand up for others when they first met.

Zhu Jiuwang couldn't help wondering if this popular boy had any other purpose for him.

Chu Xingshen was afraid that if it dragged on for a while, the wound on his body would heal. After all, the magic cultivator who stabbed him just now had no golden core stage, so it was no different from scratching an itch to him.

Chu Xingshen took off his clothes, looked at Zhu Jiuwang pitifully, and said, "Brother, can you help me bandage it up? It's not convenient for me."

Chu Xing bit his lip deeply, with such a pitiful appearance, the Immortal Changyang beside him couldn't help but feel pity.

Chang Yang threw them a small medicine bottle and said, "Give him some medicine, it will heal faster."

Zhu Jiuwang looked at the hideous wound and sighed.

He is now a trash who is not as good as an ordinary person. What is there in him that is worthy of this young man's protection?

Zhu Jiuwang pulled out the cork and sprinkled the medicine inside on the wound.

"Hmm." Chu Xingchen snorted softly, with a pained look on his face, and hot breath on Zhu Jiulu's cheeks, "Brother, be gentle."

This trembling final sound seemed to scratch his heart.

Zhu Jiuwang turned his head awkwardly, quickly tore off the hem of his clothes, bandaged the wound, and finally stopped the bleeding.

Zhu Jiuwang raised his head and looked at his ordinary face. If his face could be more outstanding, he must be an outstanding disciple of Hehuan Sect.

Chang Yang walked over while stroking his beard, and said, "You guys are fine, seeing that Moxiu doesn't run away like other monks."

Chu Xing smiled palely, and said, "Thank you for the praise from the immortal. I learned from my brother. My brother is so weak that he hasn't escaped yet. How can I escape?"

Chu Xing turned his head sideways, looked at him, and said with a smile, "My good brother, you are my role model."

His eyes were extremely bright, like twinkling stars, and he looked like he admired him very much.Zhu Jiu replied uncomfortably: "Well, you are fine too."

Changyang smiled, and said: "Although you are brave, if you encounter such a demon cultivator with such a huge gap in strength, you will die if you rush forward as bravely as before. I hope you can learn to judge the situation."

"Thank you for your advice, Immortal." Chu Xingshen pressed Zhu Jiuwang's head, and bowed to Changyang together with him.

Chang Yang glanced at the injured monks, "Soon there will be disciples from Yaofeng coming to heal everyone, if you have no intention of joining our Wuji Sect, you can wait for treatment here, if you still want to participate in the entrance trial, come with me. "

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, this is Changyang Immortal!One of the seven masters in the cultivation world!

"Immortal, we are going to participate in the trial!"

They came here just to enter the Wuji Sect!How can you give up because of a small injury?

Chu Xingshen hooked Zhu Jiuhuang's neck with one hand, and said, "Brother, please support me, I also want to participate in the trial."

Chu Xingshen grabbed his hand and put it around his waist.

"Brother will also participate?" He tilted his head and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Yeah." The waist under the palm is thin enough. It's not that Zhu Jiuhuang has never seen a beauty with a thin waist, but it's the first time he has seen such a contradictory one as Chu Yu.

This face is definitely not beautiful, but its figure is first-class.

Immortal Changyang shook his whisk and said, "The entrance test of the Wuji Sect is very simple. Whoever can climb to the top of Taiyuan Mountain with me can become a disciple of my Wuji Sect."

"So simple?" The monks were overjoyed.

"Less than ten can make it to the top of the mountain each time." Changyang said meaningfully.

"Immortals don't look down on us!"

Chu Xing lowered his head, clung to Zhu Jiuwang's ear, and said in a low voice, "I'm an injured person, and I'm not suitable for a long-distance journey. I might have to rely on my brother. You won't leave me alone, will you?"

Zhu Jiuxuan's ears were itchy, and for a moment he wanted to throw the young man out of his arms because he got too close.

"I was born weak and sick, so I'm afraid I can't help much. If you want to join the sect, it's better to cling to a strong master."

"The disaster is imminent, and the husband and wife are flying separately, who would be willing to take such a burden as me." Chu Xing smiled wryly.

His face was pale and fragile, and he looked like it would break at the touch of a touch. Jing Huan would not feel compassion for anyone, but Zhu Jiuhuang would.

Zhu Jiuwang supported his slender waist and said: "In that case, let's go together."

"Support each other!" Chu Xingshen said emotionally, good brother!

You know that the protagonist is so pure and kind, how could he leave a poor boy who saved him alone?

There are not many people in two or two teams, and they are not the only one.

Zhu Jiuwang supported Chu Xingshen, leaned on a wooden stick, and walked with difficulty at the back of the line.

A group of people walked up to the top.

Many strange eyes cast towards them.

"See, those two at the end were very brave when they fought against the demon cultivators, and they were praised by the immortals. Unfortunately, their strength is not good. What's the use?"

"One is the abandoned son of the Zhu family, and the other has unknown origin, and it is probably also a mixed spirit root."

"So what if you are praised by the immortals? If you can't go to the top of the mountain, you can't even enter the gate of the Wuji Sect. The cultivation world always speaks with strength, and crooked ways can't take advantage of loopholes for long."

When the Changyang Immortal praised Chu Xingshen and Zhu Jiuhuang, many people felt sour in their hearts.

Who is Chang Yang? He is one of the seven masters. To be able to catch his eyes is the blessing of several generations of cultivation.

Chu Xingshen took these words to heart, but he was afraid that Zhu Jiuwang would feel uncomfortable, so he said, "Brother, don't take it to heart, he doesn't even have the courage to face demon cultivators, what strength is there for such a person? ?”

"Are you comforting me?" Zhu Jiuhuang was surprised.

"It's not consolation, it's the truth."

The corners of Zhu Jiuwang's lips curled up slightly, and he said, "I'm in the stage of refining Qi with miscellaneous spiritual roots."

"so what?"

"I'm weak, they're right." After walking for a quarter of an hour, sweat broke out on his forehead, which showed the extent of his weakness.

"I'm also in the Qi-refining stage of Miscellaneous Spiritual Roots, and I'm also weak, but I don't think I'm worse than them."

Sure enough, it was Pu Quoxin boy.

Zhu Jiuwang took a deep look at him.

"So brother, don't feel that you are inferior to them." When he joins the Wuji Sect, he will help the protagonist get the chance as soon as possible.

When Xiaopang in front heard this, he turned his head and said, "You know? There are only three qi refining periods in this team."

Chu Xingshen: "?"

"You, plus me, we are three, only three Qi refining period."

Chu Xingshen became angry. What happened to this little fat man who suddenly started talking? How could it hurt the protagonist's self-confidence?

Chu Xing cast a deep glance at Zhu Jiuwang, and sure enough, he saw that Zhu Jiuwang's expression was not good.

His face was not good-looking because the people around him were too noisy, and he never stopped talking.

Promise.

On the viewing wall of the square, the assessment under the mountain is being projected in real time.

The disciples gathered around the viewing wall, shook their heads, and said, "It won't work this year."

"Why are there still three Qi refining periods?"

"Is the Qi Refining Period a joke?"

"Well, why don't you take a gamble on who can reach the top of the mountain first."

"I'm betting on the foundation-building stage of the blue clothes, anyway, it can't be the third Qi-refining stage."

"Ten spirit stones, bet on the one in purple clothes."

"I'm betting on Xue Zhengqing's younger brother, Xue Ke, who has also reached the seventh level of foundation building."

A woman in red jumped down from the roof, clapped her hands, and said, "Ten spirit stones, bet on the Qi refining period in white clothes."

"Elder Sister?" Everyone looked at her in surprise, "Eldest Sister, you may not know that the Qi Refining Period is that trash from the Zhu Family."

Jiang Youwan's face was unpredictable: "I know, I will detain him."

The disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that the elder sister suddenly lost her mind, so she bet on a Qi refining period.

"Forget it, anyway, Eldest Sister has money, and we will share the spirit stone equally after losing."

Jiang Youwan leaned against the wall, quietly staring at the young man in white on the viewing wall.

It was getting dark and we walked to the mountainside.

The mountainside is covered with unknown methane gas, the methane gas is poisonous, and ordinary people cannot walk through it.

Only Yu Jian, or take the detoxification pill in advance.

Fatty looked at them, rubbed his hands together, and said, "Can you control swords?"

"No." Both of them said at the same time.

As a little trash with miscellaneous spirit roots, how could he know such a difficult skill as Yujian?

Chu Xing said sadly: "I was born in a commoner, and my parents are mortals. It is my mistake to be able to reach the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage. No one has ever taught me to control the sword."

Zhu Jiuwang also said helplessly: "I am an outcast of my family, so naturally no one will teach me how to control a sword."

In the foundation building period, there are actually many people who don't know how to control the sword, and controlling the sword requires talent.

They didn't know how to control the sword, and they didn't prepare the detoxification pill in advance. As soon as those people stepped into the swamp gas, they immediately passed out and fell to the ground.

Chu Xingshen looked at the monk who was lying on the ground not far away, how about he also pretend to faint?

Xiaopang hypocritically said: "To be honest, I took the detoxification pill in advance, two good brothers, I will go first."

After the words fell, Xiaopang left the two of them and stepped into the methane forest without hesitation.

Chu Xingshen and Zhu Jiuwang looked at each other, "Brother, why don't we try?"

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, the two also walked towards the marsh gas forest.

Almost as soon as he stepped in, Zhu Jiuwang rolled his eyes, leaned back, and the hand on Chu Xingchen's waist also fell to the ground.

At the same time, Chu Xingshen didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly followed suit, pretending to faint, and fell to the ground.

In the swamp forest, the two were lying there in a mess.

Immortal Changyang shook his head when he saw this scene.

Although these two little fellows are brave, their cultivation is really too weak, and they can't even pass through the swamp forest. Now that both of them have passed out, they can only stop here.

It seems that they have nothing to do with the Wuji Sect after all. In this world, courage is not enough to do anything.

Changyang showed regret, turned and left.

Chu Xing counted the time silently in his heart, and when everyone was gone, he woke up again, quietly picked up the protagonist, and led him through the swamp forest.

If Zhu Jiuwang asked, he would say that he has a special physique, and that the protagonist is such a clean and simple person, so he would definitely not doubt it.

Until Changyang's footsteps could not be heard, it was confirmed that other monks had also left, and there was no other living person in the forest.

Chu Xingshen slowly opened his eyes.

Coincidentally, Zhu Jiuwang just opened his eyes, and the two pairs of eyes looked at each other silently, and the marsh forest fell into a long silence.