Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

The Misty Dao Sect is located in the northern region, and as soon as it leaves the Changchun Peak, the fine winter snow blows in its face.

Wearing a cloud-patterned crane cloak, the young man in white was holding a small hand stove, and slowly fell behind the Taoist boy. He didn't look like a monk in the stage of transformation, but like an idle and wealthy son.

The path of cultivation has always been closely related to root talent, even the Misty Dao Sect, which dominates in the Northern Territory, will always select new disciples to start every three years.

And as the newly-promoted God of Transformation and Misty's first disciple who has gained fame in recent years, it is only natural that Shen Pei was called out by his master to suppress the scene.

As described in the secular scriptures, the endless stone steps in front of the Misty Dao Sect's mountain gate are exactly the assessment that every new student must pass.

Unhurriedly, he stopped by to admire the snow scene, and when Shen Pei arrived, the fastest of those six or seven-year-old little radish heads had already climbed halfway up the mountain.

After decades of getting along with each other, everyone in the Taoist sect already knew what Senior Brother Shen of Changchun Peak was like. They bowed and saluted without any surprises. The leading disciple took the initiative to give up his position in front of the water mirror, and raised his hand to signal the other party to take charge of the overall situation.

With a quick glance, Shen Pei saw the old acquaintance who was walking in the front and almost knocked him out of his wits.

Raiders, Qi Jiuchao.

As we all know, Misty Dao Sect has always been famous for its magic deduction. Shen Pei, the first disciple who was born as the current suzerain, failed to inherit the mantle of his master.

And Qi Jiuchao, who appeared in the water mirror at this moment, is the good seedling who is born with insight and is most suitable for Taoist "Heluo Secret Art".

"Senior brother Shen is also optimistic about this child?" Noticing that the young man in white's eyes paused on the water mirror for a while, the leading disciple immediately introduced with interest, "I heard that it is an orphan found by the steward of the outer sect in a nearby village. For the Nine Dynasties, his bones are ordinary, but he is quite talented in the five elements and eight trigrams."

Otherwise, with the opponent's small yellow and thin body, how could it be possible to take a step ahead on the stone steps covered with the strange art of armor?

"It's a gift," the young man in white smiled lazily, squinting his eyes and pretending to make a deduction. "Just wait, maybe I want more juniors."

A good seedling who is rare in a thousand years is right in front of him, no matter whether it is emotional or reasonable, public or private, his master should take him into the door.

After all, even Shen Pei, who hadn't experienced all kinds of things in the past, was very happy that he had an additional fellow.

[I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off,] It took a long time to read all the details of the original plot, and 0049 covered his mouth belatedly, [Wait a minute, there seems to be something called divine consciousness in this world? 】

Shen Pei faintly said: [My soul after rebirth is a half-step ascension. 】

In other words, even if the suzerain came personally at this moment, he would not be able to discover the existence covered by him.

[That's good, that's good,] Patting his chest heaved a sigh of relief, 0049 looked through the host's eyes and looked at the water mirror, 【...Do you want to kill him? 】

Right now is the age when the protagonist and the raider first met, and all the plots have not yet begun, so choosing to kill Qi Jiuchao immediately seems to be the simplest and most effective way.

Hearing this suddenly, Shen Pei raised his eyebrows in surprise: 【Courage is good Sijiu, where is your harmony rule? 】

How dare you persuade him to kill someone?

Slowly remembering the rules that the person set for himself, the silver-white chinchilla murmured: [I just think, think...not to mention, you are not the same now as before. 】

In the beginning, it prevented the host from using violence to solve the problem. On the one hand, it was to abide by the law, and on the other hand, it was afraid that the host would fall into murderous thoughts and go astray.

But after experiencing so many small worlds, it is convinced that Shen Langlang is not an idiot who will be led by emotions.

[This makes sense,] Mei Zizi recognized the praise from his own system, and the young man in white lowered his volume, [Let him live a little longer...]

Anyway, this is also the territory of the Misty Dao Sect, and he doesn't want to be infamy because of the raiders again.

Unaware that there was only a thin line between him and death, the boy named Qi Jiuchao climbed the stone steps panting, his face was calm, and he was cursing his mother in his heart.

The plot of the gods, the strategy system of the gods, the promised "senior senior brother with mediocre qualifications", how did that cannon fodder Shen Pei become a man who stirred up the world of comprehension?

Five years of alchemy, ten years of Nascent Soul, 30 years of transformation, ghosts know how desperate he was when he first heard the information that was completely contrary to the original book.

After all, according to the timeline in the script, the protagonist who will be famous in the three worlds of people, demons, and demons in the future is still an egg at the bottom of the misty Taoist lake.

Zhuyu is in front, unless the protagonist's little phoenix flies up in place as soon as it breaks its shell, there is a high probability that the other party will be shrouded in Shen Pei's shadow for the rest of his life.

What's more terrible is that if Shen Pei's qualifications are outstanding, and he can be worthy of a great job, after the death of the current suzerain, the protagonist who worshiped under the third elder's sect due to his mixed blood status, how can he have the chance to realize the coolness of negotiating with the monster clan, desperately guarding the mountain gate, and succeeding to the throne? Wen Qiao Duan?

Hearing his name before seeing him in person, Qi Jiuchao felt a heavy weight in his heart when this mission just started.

A mountain called Shen Pei.

Therefore, when he worked so hard to climb to the top of the mountain, the first thing he saw was the young man standing in front of the water mirror.

Snow satin crane cloak, high jade crown, the young man is holding a finely patterned heater, pointing fingers like cutting green onions, not even wearing a saber, he is out of tune with the disciples in blue and white Taoist uniforms around him, he is noble and undisciplined, and has no culture The coercion of the monks.

About to realize that someone was peeking at him, the young man raised his eyes lazily, and his movements and movements made the snowy winter look a bit more springy.

"This is the leader of this year's entrance examination, right?" Not interested in teasing the other party in front of everyone, Shen Pei casually threw a warm charm to the boy, "Qi Jiuchao, huh?"

There was no imposing tone at all in the light and fluffy tone. In a trance, I saw Qi Jiuchao, surrounded by golden light all over the young man, bowing his head and bowing, trying to suppress the horror in his eyes.

luck.

Splashing luck.

Chances in this world have a definite number, and this thing will appear on a cannon fodder who should have done nothing. It seems that the other party will indeed become an obstacle on the way to the protagonist's ascension.

Shen Pei, who has no discerning eyes: [So, what did he see from me? 】

0049: [...Maybe it's good luck. 】

Although many small worlds are born out of novel scripts, since the person who was born and woke up, fate is no longer a cold fate, and there is no absolute protagonist in the world.

It's just that the host of his family is really unlucky. For ten lifetimes, he collided with the raiders who wanted to manipulate and seize luck.

【good luck?Are you sure you're talking about me? 】Deliberately exaggerated sneered, Shen Pei was about to laugh at himself again, but suddenly frowned and changed his words, 【But having said that... I seem to have been really lucky in the first half of my life. 】

He lost his father when he was young, but happened to be rescued by the misty suzerain who rarely went down the mountain by chance, and his cultivation went smoothly in the future. In just a few decades, he reached a height that countless monks could not reach in their lifetime...

If there were no raiders who tried their best to frame him and cause trouble, he would have been extremely lucky in his life, as if he wanted to make up for all the suffering he had suffered before.

[Cause and effect, if there is a loss, there must be a gain,] Knowing that the real body of his master is the way of heaven, 0049 calmly helped and dumped the blame, [If you want to blame, blame the Lord Laoshizi. 】

As soon as the words fell, the second little luotou who had completed the journey also crossed the finish line.

In the next two incense sticks, a dozen or so children completed the assessment, and the rest who gave up halfway or fell off the cliff were all sent back to the foot of the mountain by Shen Pei, and sent to the outer gate for distribution by special personnel.

The Misty Dao Sect mainly practiced spells, and it was rare to fly with a sword. The snow was fluttering, and a row of cranes accustomed to severe cold flew across the sky. Soon, the inner disciples who were in charge of this matter and the children who passed the examination were sent to the main hall. square.

As the only apprentice of the current suzerain, Shen Pei naturally didn't have to wait outside the hall, it was rare to see the elders from all peaks gathered together, he put away the hand stove, bowed to the surroundings in vain, it was regarded as a greeting.

——The realm of comprehension respects strength, and with Shen Pei's state of becoming a god, all the elders present are equal to him.

It was slightly different from the scene in memory. At this moment, the first seat of Misty Main Hall was bright and empty. Shen Pei chose his own seat and sat down, subconsciously muttering in his heart: 【Where is my master? 】

Master Xuanqing, the current head teacher of Misty Dao Sect, one of the few Mahayana powerhouses in the cultivation world, is only one step away from transcending the tribulation and ascending to the ascension.

He is good at deduction and pays attention to follow the fate of everything. Except for the business, this person often stays out of the door and does not leave the door. He sits in the cave and watches the stars. He can be called a model of a house in the cultivation world.

In Shen Pei's memory, the other party figured out Qi Jiuchao's wisdom eyes and roots in his previous life, and sat in the main hall early to wait for others.

So... people?

After sitting there staring wide-eyed for a while, the gray-haired Daoist Xuanqing finally arrived, exactly the same as in the script. In just a few words, the other party gave Qi Jiuchao the badge of his own disciple.

However, as a reborn person with past life memories, Shen Pei always felt that his master's attitude was a little hasty, as if there was something important to do in the future.

But until the dozen or so children in the hall had their own places to go, the old man in the first seat did not show any abnormality, but when Shen Pei was about to leave the hall, he waved and stopped Shen Pei: "Pei'er."

He didn't deliberately maintain a youthful state. The real person Xuanqing has white beard and hair, a clean appearance, only a pair of black and white eyes, and there is no cloudy old look at all.

He mistakenly thought that the master wanted to take Qi Jiuchao back to Changchun Peak to take care of him like in his previous life. Shen Pei was trying to find a reason to refuse, so he heard the other party clear his throat and say, "Pei'er, do you still have that Changchun Peak?" A place where people can live? Your uncle came back from his travels and happened to need a comfortable place to stay on the top of the mountain..."

The astonishment flashed away in his eyes, and the young man in white barely swallowed the refusal he wanted to utter, and was almost suffocated to death in one breath.

Uncle?

In heaven, when did he have a master uncle?