How Cannon Fodder Master Became the Favorite of Xianmen Group[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 12

"Master, have you forgotten, this disciple is a demon..."

Xu Suining was all too familiar with this rotten smell.

In his last life, when he was looking for a elixir that could suppress the evil spirit in Han Zhang's body, he strayed into a cave. There were many corpses of cultivators hanging in the cave. Nosy, but when he was about to leave, he ran into a man in black wearing a mask. The smell on the man in black was exactly the same as Sheng Bin's.

Xu Suining held his breath and saw with his own eyes the man in black dismantling the monk's body and swallowing it. The scene was so bloody and cruel that he almost vomited it out on the spot.

Unexpectedly, in this life, I saw it here.

Sure enough, as soon as Xu Suining said the words, the faces of both father and son changed, and the old city lord was still calm.

But his son Sheng Bin had already collapsed in fear, "Father, didn't you say that this exercise is absolutely fine? How did your son become like this?"

The old city lord was also helpless in the face of this disappointing son, "You can't talk nonsense in front of the immortal!"

But Sheng Bin was threatened with death, so he couldn't listen to the old city master's words, "Father, I won't practice this exercise, and my son won't practice it anymore! My son is in so much pain! My son wants to die!"

Seeing his appearance, the old city lord felt very distressed, "That kung fu... if that kung fu hadn't eaten the flesh and blood of the demons, it would be impossible for such a change to happen!"

This sentence is to admit that Sheng Bin is practicing that evil way of eating people.

Xu Suining felt that it was very boring. He glanced back at the serious Han Zhang, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. This little devil's character of vengeance really hasn't changed.

Seeing Xu Suining move, Han Zhang lowered his head and asked softly, "Master, are you tired? Let me give you a shoulder squeeze."

Before Xu Suining could speak, Han Zhang had already put his cold hands on his shoulders, kneading them gently and gently.

Seeing Xu Suining's pale face, Chi Xiangming remembered that his junior was seriously injured at the hands of Qiandiao City, and his face became even uglier, "City Master Sheng, you heard it too. My Qingyang Sect has nothing to do with you. The majestic master of the city actually practiced such an evil technique. Your Qiandiao City is not under the jurisdiction of my Qingyang Sect. If so, I will tell the Zixiao Sword Sect about it. , how to deal with it at that time is their business, please come back, City Lord Sheng."

Chi Xiangming said this without saving any face.

It has been more than three hundred years since Sheng Tianhan took over as City Lord of Qiandiao City at the age of 50. Although he cannot be compared with a first-class sect like Qing Yangzong, he should not be underestimated by a junior.

Sheng Tianhan's canthus were about to burst, and when he caught a glimpse of Xu Suining who looked calm and composed, his heart became even more angry!

"You must have killed my child! You must be a member of the demon clan!"

When everyone present heard this sentence, they all cast their eyes on Han Zhang in unison.

However, in the next second, Sheng Tianhan threw two star-breaking hammers at Xu Suining.

Sheng Tianhan had already entered the stage of transforming into a god, and even Zimo was able to compete with him among the people present.

But Xu Suining hooked the corners of his lips and flew to meet him.

He had a hunch that this battle would definitely allow him to break through!

Lian Zimo made a calculation, and immediately understood his intention, and put a barrier around the hall to avoid hurting others.

Han Zhang looked nervous, but he didn't dare to disturb him. He just tied up Sheng Bin who was crawling on the ground in pain with a fairy lock. If something happened to Master, he didn't mind letting this man feed the dog!

Inside the enchantment, Xu Suining faced him with Jing Chen in his hand.

"Boy, since you have hurt my son, I can't care about anything else. Even you, Qing Yangzong, have to pay for my son's life!"

"Too much nonsense! Since you want to fight, let's have fun!"

After a stick of incense time passed, a person was suddenly thrown out of the barrier.

Everyone went to have a look, and Sheng Tianhan was already half-conscious and half-dead.

Suddenly, spiritual power surged in the barrier, and thunder roared in the sky above the hall, forming layers of thunderclouds.

Lian Zimo frowned, "Xuanhe is about to break through."

Chi Xiangming stepped forward to check Sheng Tianhan's injuries, but the other party's left leg and left hand had disappeared, and the neatly cut wound was caused by Jingchen.

How can this be?No matter how bad Sheng Tianhan is, he is still a cultivator at the transformation stage. Even if he confronts him, he may not be able to get benefits, but Xu Suining is only at the middle stage of Jindan, and the gap in cultivation is not a little bit.

Lian Zimo seemed to sense the doubts in his heart, and sighed slightly, "Minghe, have we all forgotten who the No. 1 golden elixir in the cultivation world was?"

A hundred years ago, Lian Zimo had just taken over the position of head of the Qingyang Sect. His master handed him a half-old child and wandered away. It's not as good as Chi Xiangming who is diligent and studious, but it is also this kid who, at the age of 20, hit the golden core in one fell swoop and became a legend in the cultivation world.

However, today, a hundred years later, no one remembers this legend.

And that Sheng Tianhan must have used that sinister method to raise himself to the stage of cultivation, but his realm is not stable, and Sheng Bin's mind has been disturbed by the pain.

the most important is……

Lian Zimo remembered the hill-like spirit weapon he had just seen in Xu Suining's room, and fell silent for a moment.

Inside the barrier, Xu Suining meditated on the spot.

He could clearly feel that the golden core in his body was rapidly absorbing the spiritual power from the outside world and growing in size.

Between the meridians, the spiritual power accumulated over hundreds of years is also pouring out at this moment, all rushing towards the crumbling golden elixir.

"Boom—"

With a loud noise, the first thunder struck fiercely from the sky above the hall.

Originally, the barrier set by Lian Zimo could help him block the first lightning calamity, but he never thought that the power of this first thunder catastrophe was beyond what all of them thought, and it split the barrier directly.

Before everyone could react, the second lightning calamity came one after another.

If it wasn't for Lian Zimo's quick hands, everyone in the hall would have been struck by the lightning.

Of course, he "did not intend" to keep Han Zhang in the palace.

As soon as Chu Yunfei stood firm, she realized that Han Zhang hadn't come out with them, and she was extremely anxious.

But he didn't dare to show it too obviously, after all, the two people around him hated his senior brother very much.

The previous two lightning tribulations had caused Xu Suining to destroy two spiritual weapons.

However, with his chin propped on his hand, he looked at the pile in the Qiankun bag, and began to think about which one to throw on it later, or just put the old thing's cold jade bed on top of it.

In the main hall, it has already been smashed into ruins by this thunder disaster.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps in the ruins. Xu Suining didn't raise his head, but he already guessed who this person was, "Han Zhang, you can't refer to this breakthrough process as a teacher. It's a negative textbook."

Han Zhang suddenly laughed.

The crisp and clean voice that belongs to a young man is faintly seductive.

Xu Suining raised his head abruptly. The boy walking from the ruins had red eyes but an innocent smile on his face.

Above is Lei Jie with frightening momentum, but the young man walks firmly towards him step by step.

"Han Zhang! Stop!" Xu Suining's face darkened. How could he be possessed at this moment?

But the always obedient apprentice seemed to have never heard it, and his footsteps never stopped for a moment.

The third thunder calamity is coming, he has a spiritual weapon to protect his body, but Han Zhang does not.

Xu Suining gritted his teeth, and really took out the cold jade bed from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the sky, "Hold it."

The next moment, a thin, trembling body threw himself into his arms, wrapped his hands around his neck, and the young man whispered in his ear: "Master..."

"Han Zhang, you have fallen into a demon, wake up quickly."

"Enchanted?" Han Zhang raised his head, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked away the red color on Xu Suining's chin. "Master, have you forgotten? I am a demon..."

Xu Suining's pupils vibrated violently, what is the little devil doing?

He wanted to reach out and push the person in his arms away, but the thunder calamity that followed made him unable to do so.

Without the protection of the cold jade bed, with Han Zhang's cultivation base, he would surely die in the event of such a thunder disaster.

Fortunately, the person in his arms didn't do anything excessive, just rested his head lightly on his shoulder. This scene seemed like a married couple who were talking to each other.

After a long time, Han Zhang murmured in a low voice, "Master, why do you treat me so well...what do you want?"

what do i want?

This is not the first time Han Zhang asked him this question.

Xu Suining reached out to hold Han Zhang's waist, lowered his eyes, and said word by word: "I think you can live, I want...to live!"

no!This is not the answer he wanted!

The blood in Han Zhang's pupils was even darker, and on the white arm hidden under the sleeve robe, strange red lines spread along his shoulders.

"hiss--"

There was a stabbing pain in his shoulder, as if he wanted to bite off his flesh.

Xu Suining raised his hand and pinched the back of Han Zhang's neck lightly, and the boy lost consciousness and fell into his arms.

He looked at the blood that belonged to him at the corner of Han Zhang's mouth, and remained silent.

After a long time, accompanied by bursts of thunder and roar, there was a chuckle in the hall, "Little thing, your teeth are quite sharp..."