Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

Mu Xing glanced at the man.

But Mu Xing noticed that after the man opened his mouth, Ying Shu seemed very surprised, and looked at the other party several times.

He also has a faint feeling: this middle-aged guard who looks ordinary, does not look so ordinary.

He smiled and nodded: "Yes."

This man seems to be very interested in him: "The world of mortals is so noisy and the spiritual energy is poor, which is not conducive to the cultivation of monks. I see that you have formed a golden elixir at a young age. Is there something wrong? Adventure?"

His words made Mu Xing feel strange.

Experiences such as adventures have always been the secrets of every monk.

Although this man's tone was flat and his attitude was casual, Mu Xing could sense a condescending condescension from his attitude.

He smiled slightly: "I haven't seen the adventure. But my master said that I am extremely talented, and I can cultivate so fast in the mortal world, probably because I am a genius."

Men: "…"

Mu Xing ignored him and nodded to Ying Shu: "It's getting late, my friend is still waiting for me, I'll go first."

Ying Shu hurriedly said: "Wait, are you going to Mirage City? Me too, come with us."

What answered him was Mu Xing's back, and a sentence floating in the sea breeze: "No need, I am quite comfortable by myself."

Seeing his thin figure disappearing in the waves, Ying Shu touched his nose, as if explaining to the people around him: "As I said, he has a very high and eccentric personality, not at all. They will treat me differently because of my status.”

He didn't get a response, he couldn't help but look up, but saw the man in gray who just spoke staring at the direction where Mu Xing was leaving, his expression uncertain.

Ying Shu had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.

He coughed and waved the others down. On the deck of the treasure ship, only he and the man in grey were left.

Being sure that no one was there, Ying Shu said in a low voice, "Father, what have you been staring at over there?"

This unremarkable gray-clothed man turned out to be Ying Tianhai, the Sect Master of the Imperial Dao Xianzong!

He scratched his head: "Are you interested in Mu Xing?"

He misunderstood his father's meaning and thought that Ying Tianhai was in love with talent, so he couldn't help saying: "I also think that Mu Xing is born to be a person of our immortal way, look at him The appearance of that spiritual power is clearly incomparably pure. But he is a demon cultivator!"

Ying Tianhai did not return to this question, but asked: "Xiaoshu, you said he is sixteen, do you know what month his birthday is? Also, after you met him, Did anything weird happen?"

Ying Shu looked dazed: "He doesn't pay much attention to me, we are not even friends, how would we know his birthday. Strange things..."

He thought about it carefully and shook his head: "No."

Ying Tianhai waved his hand to let his son go down, and stood on the deck of the building looking out at the vast sea.

The moment he saw Mu Xing, he was terrified.

No wonder Xiaoshu said that Mu Xing looked familiar.

When he stood on the boat and looked at Mu Xing, for a moment, the figure of the other party almost overlapped with the young lady.

Also, the other party happens to be sixteen.

The most important thing is that the owner of Tianji clearly told him: that child, he is back.

But that kid had his spiritual roots dug up.

I lost my spiritual roots and was abandoned in the realm of mortals. In such an environment, can I really cultivate to the golden elixir at the age of sixteen?

If true, what a terrible talent this is?

Ying Tianhai's thoughts turned sharply, but his face was calm.

Just now he was not good at making a move in front of everyone. When the mirage is over, let’s find another opportunity to verify it.

Mu Xing returned to Mirage City, he just felt that something was wrong with the man in gray, but he didn't think too much.

It is very in line with the style of Xiandao famous monks.

Don't worry about people's secret calculations.

As for the aura he saw on the man in gray, it might be a master secretly sent by the Imperial Dao Xianzong to protect the young master Ying Shu.

When he returned to the mirage, he happened to meet the Xu brothers and sisters.

Seeing the shell boat at Mu Xing's feet, Xu Jiao looked envious: She is a young female monk after all, why doesn't she like such a beautiful little thing?

But this shell ship has no other use except waterproof and windproof when it is necessary to have a layer of defense enchantment.

It is more suitable for mortals to use in the sea. For monks, it is quite useless.

One hundred top-grade spirit stones are also sold!

This price can buy the same good medium magic weapon, it's a steal.

Even if the Xu brothers and sisters are relatively wealthy monks, they would not dare to defeat the spirit stone like this.

At this time, Xu Jiao envied Mu Xing very much.

It's nice to have money.

Mu Xing greeted the two brothers and sisters.

Xu Jiao took the lead: "Mr. Mu is back for a ride?"

Mu Xing uttered the word “ride”, Xu Jiao thought about it, wouldn’t that be a ride in a shell boat?

Pretty good.

Mu Xing nodded: "The seascape is very beautiful."

Xu Jiao envied: "My brother and I are busy visiting various stalls to see if we can pick up a few good things. How can we be as leisurely as Junior Brother Mu."

Mu Xing smiled and said nothing.

He and these monks always have different ideas.

These people are thinking about cultivation and improving their strength all the time, but he feels that the most important thing in life is to be relaxed and comfortable.

Happy, it is worth living for decades.

If you are unhappy and uncomfortable, you will be stressed every day. Even if you get the Tao and become an immortal, what's the use?

But this is just his own thoughts, Mu Xing has always lived very soberly: he only cares about his own thoughts, no matter other people's affairs, and never persuades others to go their own way.

Just like Xu Jiao, this girl's way is to surpass herself and become stronger.

Cultivation diligently and improving strength are shackles for Mu Xing.

But, maybe they just enjoy it.

He was wandering on the sea today, seeing the waves rolling in and the tide surging, he had a faint realization in his heart, so he waved goodbye to the two of them and returned to the inn where he lived.

Mu Xing has always had no distractions in his mind. He closed his eyes and began to enter into meditation in just a moment.

But at this moment, not long after he closed his eyes, his eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, a flash of light flashed on his body, and a layer of misty enchantment surrounded him, protecting him firmly in the center.

"Reaction is good." A surprised voice appeared in his ear.

The next moment, a person appeared out of nowhere in the room.

Mu Xing's eyes flashed: It was the man in gray who was talking to Ying Shu just now.

The man in gray looked at Mu Xing, and seemed a little appreciative and a little obscure.

"Little friend Mu, I don't want to hurt you, I just want something from you."

Mu Xing secretly tried it just now, and found that his spiritual power was sent out, and when he reached the door, he encountered a block - obviously, this place has been taken down by this mysterious gray-clothed man banned.

The man in gray shook his head: "You don't need to let him know about such trivial matters."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and flicked his fingertips. The few puppet beads that Mu Xingyang smashed out were turned into scraps by the other party.

Seeing this, Mu Xing also quieted down.

This puppet is made for self-preservation by the apprentice.

Such a strength and a very close relationship with Ying Shu.

Mu Xing thought in his mind: It's not the person he thought it was.

How busy is he?

Still…

Does he doubt his identity?

It's not surprising to think about it, since the landlord of Tianji has sent people out, he must know his news.

That person knows **** someone with a knife, and it is not surprising that he disclosed the news to Ying Tianhai and his wife.

Ying Tianhai looked at the puppet beads, his expression remained the same, and his tone was indifferent: "I advise you to stop making unnecessary struggles."

Mu Xing asked him directly: "What do you want?"

Ying Tianhai said, "A drop of your blood."

Sure enough.

If Mu Xing was just guessing just now, it is now certain.

His identity, even Ying Shu does not know, it is unreasonable that Yudao Xianzong can be doubted casually.

He doesn't mind that his identity is known by Ying Tianhai and his wife, for him, they are just two strangers.

But he doesn't like the feeling of being suppressed and powerless.

"Why? Give it if you ask me?"

Ying Tianhai seems a little surprised.

In his capacity, he rarely encounters people who dare to speak to him like this, and he has not been rejected for a long time.

Not to mention a junior.

He snorted softly: "Why? I want it with this deity."

He couldn't bear to talk nonsense with Mu Xing any more, his five fingers became claws, and he grabbed towards Mu Xing.

Mu Xing only felt that all the spiritual power in his body was suppressed, he gritted his teeth, threw a large number of puppet beads from the storage ring, and grabbed a large number of talismans, without even looking at it Throw directly in front of you.

Ying Tianhai sneered: "Small trick."

In his eyes, Mu Xing is already in the bag, and he is not in a hurry at this time.

He retracted his hand, waved his robe sleeves, and the invisible barrier blocked those fancy puppets and talismans.

But what Mu Xing wants is this moment.

He has just decided that he is not an opponent for a moment.

In this case.

He quickly took out a jade buckle from the storage ring, crushed it, and shouted:

"Master, your apprentice is being bullied—"