Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

Lin Qingheng looked at his face carefully, and asked: "Yes, you have been focusing on cultivating demons for the past few years, and spent most of your time in the Valley of Demons, so you haven't cultivated the demon pills much. Why, did you find anything wrong with the demon pills?" ?”

Ji Wuren thought for a while, then shook his head: "I didn't feel anything for the time being, since we are not in the Monster Mountain Range, there is no way, after all, it is difficult to achieve both in one journey of cultivation."

Lin Qingheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, no, you can have both, the you in the book are so awesome, ordering the group of monsters, piercing the sky.

He sat down on the bench and said, "Don't waste your time as a demon cultivator. Once you stabilize the demon energy in your body, you can start cultivating the demon core."

"Yes, Master." Unraveling his doubts, he moved his eyes and found that there seemed to be a black pattern on Master's shoulders, slender and curved, protruding from the back shoulders, because he just glanced past it just now, and didn't dare to pay attention to it. I didn't find it.

"Master, is there any pattern on your back?"

Lin Qingheng glanced at him and straightened his clothes: "Oh, it's nothing, it's related to the exercises I practice, sit down and talk."

Ji Wuren obediently sat down on the small stool next to him, and said, "It seems that I rarely see Master practicing."

"I'm different from you and other people. The method of cultivation is quite special."

"I don't know when I will be as strong as you."

"Don't worry, you are a rare double-bodied monster, and you have demon tattoos on your body. You will definitely be able to go further than being a teacher in the future. The demon world can't hold you." Lin Qingheng picked up the wine glass next to him and took a sip. It was so spicy that he narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of water in his eyes.

Ji Wuren felt that he was also a little thirsty, picked up the quilt beside him and drank it in one gulp, and was instantly coughed by the smell.

Lin Qingheng hurriedly sat up and gave him a sigh of relief: "Why are you in a hurry, this is wine, you have to drink slowly, silly boy."

Ji Wuren coughed and laughed, the strange feeling faded away, and his heart became very tight. The relationship between him and the master has indeed changed. He would not and would not dare to say such easy words to the master before.

At this time, someone came outside: "My lord, I have something to report."

Lin Qingheng withdrew his hand, looked at Ji Wuren, thought for a while, in order to gain Ji Wuren's trust, let him stay and listen together: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"Someone rang the drum of the dueling platform and asked to open the dueling platform. He wanted to open a duel with someone."

Lin Qingheng was taken aback: "Duel stage?"

As the name suggests, the dueling stage is a place specially used for duels with people. Once entering the duel stage, both parties make oaths according to the rules, and they cannot come out until they complete the oath.

But in fact, this dueling platform is not commonly used in the demon world. This is not to say that the people in the demon world are very friendly and have little disputes. When you see scenes of fights and duels, big and small, you will be counted as your own if you are seriously injured or dead.

And this duel platform is generally used for serious duels that require notarization, and there is another one that is only used when you want to attract attention.

Of course, generally speaking, no one would open a duel ring because of the latter, but after the death of the demon king, the demon world became more and more chaotic, and even fewer people obeyed the few rules. When making things bigger, it was opened many times.

"Who? Who are you going to fight?"

The ones outside the door were not those submissive servants in the Mozun Palace, but Lin Qingheng's real subordinates. He replied in a cold voice, "Zhuang Liang, the drummer, will fight Ji Wuren tomorrow on the dueling platform."

Lin Qingheng: "..."

Zhuang Liang...

Disciple, the opportunity for revenge has come!

When Ji Wuren heard the name, his breathing became heavy. Zhuang Liang, his first "friend", the person who was trampled on after he gave his heart for the first time, did not expect that many years later, he would still have the face Challenge him!

Lin Qingheng knew about Ji Wuren and Zhuang Liang, so he stepped back and said, "Looking at your expression, you are willing to fight him to the death."

Ji Wuren took a deep breath: "He once...betrayed me before, but it's not a big deal, I don't care about him for a long time, but I didn't expect him to dare to provoke me, I will solve him tomorrow, Master don't need to care about him."

Lin Qingheng: "I don't care about him, I care about you, don't underestimate other people just because of your rapid progress, you must remember, no matter who you are facing, don't be careless."

Ji Wuren's heart was warmed by his words, and the haze in his heart was dispelled. He smiled and said, "Yes, this apprentice has been taught."

On the second day, a lot of people gathered in front of the duel stage. After hearing that someone was going to duel with the son of the previous Demon Lord, they couldn't help but ran over to watch the excitement.

Some of them want to see what the descendants of the legendary Demon Lord are like, and more of them want to see how powerful the Demon Lord is now after being transformed from a useless person into a powerful demon cultivator.

The duel platform is very large, with a huge black drum on the side, and four animal heads are carved around the big drum, which are lifelike, as if they will open their mouths and roar in the next moment.

Lin Qingheng hid on a giant tree and watched, remembering that the Demon Suppressing Drum seemed to be brought back from the Immortal Realm by some Demon Lord, which greatly restricted the Demon Cultivator.Ordinary demon cultivators can't beat the demon drum.

Lin Qingheng wanted to laugh a little, that Demon Lord might be a fake Demon Lord, how could anyone get a treasure that is not good for their own people, instead of destroying it, transform it and make full use of it?It is also a talent.

Zhuang Liang had long been waiting under the drum of suppressing demons, and the moment Ji Wuren appeared, the surroundings were silent.

Lin Qingheng heard the discussions of the demon cultivators not far away:

"That's His Highness, he doesn't look like a useless person."

"Stupid you, of course he is not a useless person now, otherwise he can still stand here? But I heard that he had a miserable life in Wuliang Hall before, so he destroyed Wuliang Hall as soon as he came back, Wuliang The master of the palace is very angry."

"I've heard it too, as expected of His Highness. Hey, why did the elders throw him there back then? Although his spiritual veins were cut off at that time, after all, he was the little Highness of our Demon Race after the Demon Lord." ah."

"How do I know this, because there is no magic pattern, do you think he really wants to compete with that Lin Qingheng when he comes back now?"

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Zhuang Liang stood arrogantly under the Zhenmo drum, and when he saw Ji Wuren, he "hummed": "I didn't expect you to come."

Ji Wuren didn't answer his nonsense, and said directly: "What oath?"

Zhuang Liang's cheeks twitched: "What are you doing? Do you think it's great that you can return to the Demon Realm alive? Without the magic pattern, you will definitely not be a Demon Lord. Will convince you!"

Ji Wuren glanced at him with the end of his eyes, and felt that it was his own fault that he was treated like that back then. How could he regard such a person as a friend?

"That's your business, what does it have to do with me, are you here today to catch up on the old days? I'm sorry, I don't want to waste this time."

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