Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Ranjun has always been so expressionless, this is something that all monks know.But since he entered the lobby, the whole room was filled with a depressing and chilly atmosphere, and seeing that cold handsome face, everyone felt uncomfortable at the same time.

Especially after Xing Fengtai's words were choked back by Yan Xiaoran, everyone in the hall was silent again for a long time.

Jing Fansheng once thought that if he really appeared in front of people one day, it would definitely cause another bloodbath.Just like how he was trapped in the siege of Fumo Town 15 years ago, it must have caused a lot of casualties.

Therefore, regarding the current situation, he never expected it - it was as if there was a vacuum zone with a large diameter around Yan Xiaoran, and no one dared to take a step beyond it.Not only did everyone fight without a word of disagreement, but no one even dared to speak nonsense.

After going up to the space at the bottom of the lake, Yan Xiaoran's cultivation was overflowing again, and he had to rely on the marrow washing pill from time to time to delay the promotion, giving people the feeling that he had already entered the fusion period.

Originally, the great power in the late stage of distraction was an existence that others could only look up to and dare not offend. What's more, Yan Xiaoran is now possessed by a demon, and may be blackened at any time. His whole temperament and momentum have changed, which makes people feel He seemed more ruthless and unkind.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xiao Ran to appear here together with Jing Zhenren." The young and handsome Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe suddenly said with a hostile expression.

This person is Taoist Hongzhuo, the younger brother of Taoist Hongzhuo, the number one master craftsman in Kunlun. Although he looks very young, he is already a [-]-year-old monk in the distraction stage.

At the age of 1 years, Yan Xiaoran rushed to the late stage of distraction, and became No. [-] in cultivation, and at the same time, he was a comparable master of refining equipment. Therefore, even if his biological mother was born in Kunlun, but unconsciously still It offended the entire Kunlun Mountains.

In fact, Taoist Hong Qing didn't need to deliberately open his mouth to guide, the people present had already guessed in their hearts the relationship between Xiao Ranjun and that Jing Yaoxie.

But Yan Xiaoran didn't seem to understand the meaning of Taoist Hong Qing's words, he just said: "So what?"

What he said was too open and aboveboard, and it was completely natural.Therefore, even if people already believed in their hearts that he and Jing Yaoxie were in cahoots, they would inevitably be surprised at this moment.

At this time, the Xingfengtai who was sitting at the top suddenly stroked his beard and said, "Since Master Jing has shown up, we should settle the account of 15 years ago now."

Jing Fansheng said it in his heart.

He was about to speak, but Yan Xiaoran suddenly widened his eyes slightly, looked around, and finally turned his head to ask Chu Xiaonan, "How many days are left until the original date of the Trial Trial?"

Chu Xiaonan didn't know that everyone was waiting to attack Jing Fansheng, why did his senior brother suddenly mention this, but he quickly replied: "It will start tomorrow."

"En." Yan Xiaoran tapped the back of the chair with his fingers, and said: "Since the trial will officially start tomorrow, and everyone is here for this, why not wait until the confrontation is over."

"Mr. Xiao Ran, what do you mean by that?" The Sect Master of Fuyun Sect said: "It doesn't matter if the trial is a few days in the evening, how can a mere competition compare to that bloody case 15 years ago?"

He already understood what Yan Xiaoran wanted to defend him, but Jing Fansheng already had some plans in mind.He patted the young man's shoulder again to make him calm down, and then said: "I did not do what happened to Chongming Mountain."

When he said this, his eyes fell directly on the two black-robed Taoists standing directly opposite him, about twenty steps away from him.

Jing Fansheng's eyes were burning. He said this sentence 15 years ago, ten years ago, and now he appeared in front of everyone, and he still said this sentence.

Shen Chenxing, with red eyes, was shocked. Chen Fanshu opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Shen Chenxing said, "Then how can you prove your innocence? After all, you were the only one who survived back then!"

Jing Fansheng's fingertips suddenly trembled uncontrollably.He quickly lowered his hands, hiding his trembling hands in his sleeves.

He has always been reluctant to think about all the things that happened 15 years ago. He hid in the center of the Jedi Valley in the name of recuperating and passively retreated from the world. Being with his brothers and sisters made him feel desperate and heartbroken, and it was because Chongming Mountain was obviously bloodbathed all over the place, but among the people who stayed on the mountain, he was the only one who survived.

As the direct disciple of Taoist Hengyan and the elder brother of everyone, he was clearly on the mountain when they were brutally slaughtered, but he didn't know anything about it.

Jing Fansheng didn't want to be a hypocritical person, and he also knew that it was not his fault, even if he was on the main peak and didn't leave the table without authorization, there was nothing he could do to recover.But the fact remains, he was the only one who survived...

He tried his best to tell himself to look forward, but there was still a thorn in his heart called distress and guilt, which he could not touch, and even a slight movement would hurt.

Yan Xiaoran suddenly stood up from the chair.Since Jing Fansheng was standing next to his chair before, as soon as he stood up, the two of them became sleeve to sleeve, standing side by side again.

Jing Fansheng felt something slipped through his cuff and touched his fingertips lightly.

Holding that thing in your hand and rubbing it gently, you can tell that it is a very smooth rope that has been polished.Well, don't say it, the touch is quite familiar.

Xiao Ranjun handed over a piece of fairy rope and asked him to hold it because it was difficult for Xiao Ranjun to make any obvious comforting actions under the watchful eyes of everyone?

Jing Fansheng thought to himself, "I really didn't know that Yan Yuan would make such a small move."

It's childish... kinda cute.

He gripped the immortal rope tightly and pulled it, and felt that Yan Xiaoran was also pulling it at the other end.Jing Fansheng turned his head to look at Xiao Ranjun's still stern expressionless face, and finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

He didn't expect at this time that hundreds of thousands of years later, the story about "Fansheng Daoist was criticized by thousands of people and reviled by thousands of people, but he could still talk and laugh and fight with the Confucians" was still talked about by storytellers. It started from today's scene.

For some reason, his hand holding the rope suddenly stopped shaking.Jing Fansheng, who regained his composure, was still as usual, and it didn't make anyone see anything wrong.He chuckled and said, "I'm still saying the same thing back then, so how can you prove that I did what happened to Chongming Mountain? Just because I'm the only one who survived?"

Everyone fell into a brief silence.

In this world, even a three-year-old child has heard the words "Taoist Fansheng bloodbathed Chongming Mountain, slaughtered his fellow disciples, and fell into the devil's way."As the saying goes, three people become tigers, and Jing Fansheng is the target of all the sects who are filled with righteous indignation. Fifteen years have passed, and few people have paid attention to the details and truth of what happened back then.They really still can't come up with any decent evidence.

An elder standing behind the Xingfengtai said: "Even if there is something hidden about the matter on Chongming Mountain, how do you explain that you killed all the people that our Xiaoxiang Palace sent to support?"

"Yes! Not only the Xiaoxiang Palace, but also our people from Kunlun!"

"And us!"

"And our Floating Cloud Sect!"

Seeing that the topic was raised, the elder of the Xiaoxiang Palace continued: "You fell into the devil's way and killed or destroyed many people. This is something that many people have seen. How can Taoist Fansheng evade it?!"

The elder became more and more excited as he spoke. He walked out from the crowd and pointed at Jing Fansheng, but when he was about to approach them, he was shocked back by a coercion released by Yan Xiaoran.

Jing Fansheng didn't notice the movement over there, he just lowered his eyes slightly, and stroked the veins of the rope with his fingers.

That was what happened after he escaped from the possessed Yan Xiaoran.

I probably fell into a coma for a long time, and woke up in severe pain. I don't know how many days have passed.

At that time, he didn't know about the massacre of Chongming Mountain.

So when he tidied up his messy clothes and returned to the main peak with a splitting headache, he was faced with a large wave of disciples from Xiaoxiang Palace who came to give congratulatory gifts and found that Chongming Mountain had been slaughtered. The people, and the square surrounded by four columns, are full of blood and corpses.

So when his body and mind were shaking violently, he had an unbearable headache, and his heart was full of grief, Jing Fansheng...couldn't restrain himself anymore in the face of the accusations and insults that lingered in his ears like flies.

It's just that at that time, his sea of ​​consciousness had been shattered, and the damage to his consciousness was particularly serious. Even if he used his spiritual power regardless of his fate, he would face a wave of siege from Nascent Soul or Jindan stage monks. , It is nothing more than hitting a stone with an egg.

After starting to fight, what really killed those people and gave him a chance to escape was, actually...

Ignoring the excitement of the crowd on the other side, Jing Fansheng raised the corners of his mouth again and said wildly: "I did kill them."

He subconsciously tugged at the length of the rope, and now he no longer deliberately lowered his tone of voice, and the ending sound rose slightly, and his voice sounded extremely light and pleasant: "The people in Xiaoxiang Palace accused me of being the real cause of the Miemen tragedy for no reason. Fierce, if you want to catch me, I will fight back, what's wrong with that?"

"Then you can't...!"

"As for the matter of Fumo Town, I don't need to explain it." Jing Fansheng said directly: "Someone wants to kill me in order to get the inheritance of Chongming Mountain from me. Of course, I can't sit still."

"You blame me for being cruel?" He slightly picked out those peach blossom eyes that were as intoxicating as the spring water in March, and pretended to be surprised: "Could it be that someone wants to take advantage of the fire to kill you and besiege you, but you can stand up Do you still have to consider the opponent's life and cultivation level when you dodge or even fight back?"

The elder of the Xiaoxiang Palace said angrily: "You! You are so eloquent! When will our Xiaoxiang Palace kill you? It's just to bring you back for questioning! And you, if you have a clear conscience, why bother to kill you? Absconding in fear of crime?!"

Jing Fansheng said helplessly: "Whether the people from Xiaoxiang Palace are going to kill me or just bring me back for questioning, I can no longer confirm it with my own words."

In fact, Jing Fansheng really couldn't remember what happened on the main peak of Chongming Mountain that day.In the memory, apart from the corpses all over the ground and the eyes full of blood, that memory is much more blurred than his and Yan Xiaoran's memory at that time.

If he hadn't been caught in the siege of Fumo Town and escaped with that special power, he still wouldn't think that he was the one who killed all the disciples of Xiaoxiang Palace on Chongming Mountain.

Although he never mentioned it to others in the past, in the dead of night, he would secretly regret and blame himself because he had no self-control at that time, but now...

Jing Fansheng sneered, and said: "But on the day of Chongming Festival, why did the Xiaoxiang Palace send people to give gifts a long time later than in previous years? After Chongming Mountain was washed with blood, the protective array was still there. How could it be that?" It was just a coincidence that he was bumped into by those people?"

"What do you mean?" The old palace lord Xing Fengtai said suddenly: "I have been best friends with your master Master Hengyan for many years, how could my Xiaoxiang Palace do something to harm Chongming Mountain!"

"If I hadn't been my best friend for thousands of years, how could I have sent so many masters to support immediately when I learned that Chongming Mountain was in trouble?! Who would have thought that you would give me so many masters in Xiaoxiang Palace..." His expression suddenly changed. Get excited: "I even promised to marry my daughter to you! It's just that I didn't expect you to do such an unreasonable thing, and now you're spitting blood here again!"

Yan Xiaoran frowned very obviously, and said in an extremely displeased tone: "Old Master Xing..."

At this time, Jing Fansheng suddenly pulled the rope, stopping Yan Xiaoran from talking.

Although he is also angry, he still remembers that Yan Xiaoran's mental state is not normal now.They are able to confront each other so "calmly" now, thanks to Yan Xiaoran's disarming power as soon as he entered the hall, but this time is the most important thing not to be chaotic.Once it is messed up, let alone a confrontation, even the truth about Chongming Mountain will be impossible to reveal.

Giving Yan Xiaoran a calm look, Jing Fansheng chuckled and said, "Is it because I spouted blood, or are you a guilty conscience?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Xing Fengtai stood up, pointed at Jing Fansheng and said, "Then tell me, why do I have to do such a thing in Xiaoxiang Palace?"

This time Jing Fansheng did not answer immediately.

This is also where he is puzzled.

Because, indeed, there is no motive.

Just like he had no reason to slaughter all his fellow disciples, Xiaoxiang Palace also had no reason to attack Chongming Mountain.

Although Chongming Mountain is the world's famous medical emperor, but after all, it was squeezed out of the four major sects, posing no threat to anyone.Although there are some inheritances that are rare in the world, Chongming Mountain has always taken curing diseases and saving lives as its own responsibility, and has never had any secrets.

Besides, the two sects have always been friendly, and as a sect that specializes in studying and selling formations and talismans, Xiaoxiang Palace is useless even if it gets the inheritance of Chongming Mountain.What's more, in terms of financial resources and manpower, what Xiaoxiang Palace possessed was beyond the reach of Chongming Mountain back then. Why would such a sect take the risk of ruining their reputation to attack another small sect?

So things got stuck here, and it became impossible to find a solution.

……

"You old man is really strange. You said you have no reason to kill people. Does my brother Fansheng have a reason?" A voice like a silver bell sounded, and the girl-like figure in goose-yellow clothes stepped on a handle of eight treasures. Liu Guang's flying sword flew into the hall in a flash.

Before she landed, she returned the flying sword to its sheath.The young girl's cultivation had obviously not reached the Nascent Soul stage, and she became a little unstable after receiving the flying sword.But she had already looked at the direction of Jing Fansheng, and used her inertia to rush towards him.

"Charm?"

There were too many side disciples coming in and out here during the Trial March. Although it was not safe, the Xiaoxiang Palace should have closed the mountain guard formation for convenience.

But Qin Fengyun appeared here in vain, which still made Jing Fansheng a little confused.Although he had doubts in his heart, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick her up.Because the incident happened so suddenly, the moment he stretched out his hand, the rope that he held in his palm before fell off.

The temperature of the entire chamber dropped instantly.

However, before Jing Fansheng could touch the goose-yellow corner of his clothes, the tall young man beside him was already one step ahead of him, reaching out and grabbing the girl's arm, helping her to stabilize her figure.

Qin Fengyun was supported by that cold hand that seemed to be radiating cold, and immediately shivered from the cold.She glanced suspiciously at the tall man, and seeing that he was a cool guy despite being cold, she immediately forgot what happened just now.

"Thank you." She smiled and said to Yan Xiaoran, her eyes turned to Jing Fansheng, and then she saw the young boy in white clothes and black mask behind him.

As soon as their eyes met, Jing Shixi felt uncomfortable.

She let out another burst of laughter like silver bells, and briskly walked up to Eleven with the hem of her clothes on, and said, "What are you looking at, call your mother!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xiaoran's extremely sharp eyes had already chased after him.