After transmigrating into cannon fodder, he and the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 51 biu~

Shen Yixiu didn't dare to take a breath.

And the few disciples who tested his spiritual power for him did not dare to speak out easily.

Elder Cheng Yu had already arrived in a hurry under their notice, and now he was seriously testing the spiritual roots of the black-haired young man. They could only stand aside anxiously, secretly hoping that the elder would not blame them later.

After half a stick of incense, Elder Cheng Yu withdrew his consciousness and gave Shen Yixiu a very complicated look.

"Boy, I advise you to go back and live your life to the fullest. Don't mess around and think about cultivating immortals. Don't you think you died fast enough? There are still a few of you!"

Elder Cheng Yu, who was dressed in commoner clothes, jumped off the jade table, changed the subject of conversation, and pointed his finger at the inner disciples who called him over.

"If you dare to be surprised and lie about the information again, I will not spare you."

In an instant, the proud son of heaven turned into a cripple with deformed spiritual roots, and even worried about his life all the time. Those disciples who were waiting for the test with red eyes and bleeding eyes instantly regained their psychological balance.

The gaze that looked at Shen Yixiu was full of pity and gloating.

Shen Yixiu is also used to this kind of gaze. Compared with when he was in Shangyuanzong, he is really much kinder, so he doesn't mind what they think of him. He just wants to know what is his deformed spiritual root? quality.

Seeing that the elder was about to leave, Shen Yixiu hurriedly called to him, "Elder, wait!"

Cheng Yu glared at him, "What's the matter?"

Shen Yixiu tugged at the corner of his clothes uncomfortably, and asked, "That... Elder, can you tell me what kind of spiritual root I am?"

The big eyes are full of curiosity.

"Immortal chaotic spiritual root, um... the best kind in ancient times, but it's useless." Cheng Yu snorted twice, and said: "The appearance of this kind of spiritual root is a deformity. People who have this kind of spiritual root In addition to death or death, the way of heaven does not allow it to exist."

Immortal Chaos Spiritual Root!

Shen Yixiu's eyes lit up instantly.

His hunch was not wrong, it really was a very powerful spiritual root.

Cheng Yu glanced at Shen Yixiu, thinking that this kid is a fool.

This is something to be happy about?

"Stupid people die early..." Cheng Yudao said mercilessly, and didn't want to pay attention to Shen Yixiu.

The test disciple waved his hand and asked Shen Yixiu to go to the side, so as not to block the path of the disciples behind.

"Next!"

Obviously, Shen Yixiu was directly passed.

Shen Yixiu was driven to the side with a dazed expression on his face.

The spirit root is not good, there are other things...why just deny him directly.

Didn't the Shangqing sect have Fufeng?

Why didn't you see the recruitment test for the Talisman Master?

"squeak……"

The nightmare beast in its arms made a sound, after sleeping for so many days, it finally woke up.

Shen Yixiu lowered his head and rubbed its little head, then hugged it and squeezed back to the test table without giving up.

Cheng Yu hadn't left yet, and was sitting at the table with beard blowing and staring eyes.

"Low-level middle-grade spirit root, no, next one!"

"Low-level spiritual root, next!"

"No, no, hurry up, next one!"

Beside him, several other Shang Qing sect disciples stood tremblingly, not daring to say a word.

"That." Shen Yixiu interrupted him softly.

Cheng Yu turned his head, glanced at Shen Yixiu, and said angrily: "I said, why are you so endless?"

Shen Yixiu: ...

This old man has a bad temper and is not approachable at all.

Taking a breath, Shen Yixiu asked again in a good temper: "Elder, I just want to ask, what are the requirements for the talisman masters of the Shangqing Sect to join the sect?"

Cheng Yu stood up abruptly, supported the jade table and looked at Shen Yixiu, his eyes were fixed on Shen Yixiu.

"Do you have friends who are talisman masters?"

Shen Yixiu shook his head, opened his eyes and answered Cheng Yu innocently: "That's not true."

"Then what are you talking about!" Cheng Yu was really convinced by this kid, causing his own mood swings again and again, and then poured a bucket of cold water on his head.

——It made him feel cold.

Elder Cheng Yu had a bad temper, but the disciples of the Shang Qing Sect who were in charge of this test site were very friendly.

Coupled with deep sympathy for Shen Yixiu's physique, they explained to Shen Yixiu aloud: "There is no one in a million talisman masters, each of which is a very precious existence, and there is no need for any assessment. However, even so , My Shangqing sect has not recruited any disciples who study talismans for 500 years... I can only watch the peak of the Shangqing sect's talisman gradually wither, and there are no successors."

The words are full of heartache.

Shen Yixiu was suddenly surprised: "Is Fu Feng so declining? Isn't that very low in the Shang Qingzong?"

The book "Lord of the Immortal Realm" does not mention the details of Fu Feng, it only introduces that Fu Feng has a half-step celestial talisman master, who is very powerful... only slightly inferior to the head of the sect, Qing Chenzi, and not much else said.

It turns out that in this world, Fu Feng of the Shang Qingzong has no cards to this point?

However, as soon as Shen Yixiu finished speaking, Cheng Yu suddenly became unhappy.

He stared at Shen Yixiu, snorted through his nostrils, and said:

"Brat, who do you look down on?"

Shen Yixiu: "..."

Did this old man eat explosives?

Cheng Yu glanced at Shen Yixiu, stood with his hands behind his back, stood up straight, and said loudly: "Fufeng, even if it falls again, as long as the Qingzong survives for a day, it will have a transcendent status! Compared with other disciples, Fufeng's disciples As far as a few peaks are concerned, there are indeed pitifully few, but each one is a high-level talisman cultivator that can be obtained, they not only represent themselves, but behind each of them, there are all kinds of forces from three continents and four seas!"

These words were not only for Shen Yixiu, but also for everyone present.

Fuxiu should never be underestimated.

Shen Yixiu naturally knew how powerful the Fulu Master was, and he had never underestimated him, but he didn't understand why the old man with explosives and explosives was so protective of Fufeng.

Could it be that he is also from Fu Feng?

Most likely.

Shen Yixiu thought about this, and hurriedly embraced the nightmare beast and stood beside the proud Cheng Yu, who was standing behind his hands behind his back, and said to him: "Senior, you must be from Fufeng, right?"

Cheng Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Yixiu, "Naturally."

Very proud and honored.

Shen Yixiu said happily: "That's great, to be honest, I'm also a talisman master."

Cheng Yu:? ? ?

Crowd: ? ? ?

Shen Yixiu stuffed the nightmare beast back into his arms, then took off the burden on his back, and opened it——

It's full of talismans!

Everyone around was stunned.

Shen Yixiu took out a few, and introduced them with great interest: "These are the talismans I drew, the thunder talisman, the teleportation talisman, and this...the lightning rod talisman I created myself, ah, and these blank talisman papers I haven’t used it yet, I won all of them from gambling.”

After the introduction, Shen Yixiu fastened the burden again, put it on his back, and said very embarrassedly: "Senior, although I am at the Jindan stage, I have never practiced it, too much aura is easy Exploded and died, so until now I will not use spells, nor will I use storage rings."

Cheng Yu froze on the spot and didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Shen Yixiu couldn't help frowning.

Didn't it mean that talisman masters don't need to be assessed?

Why doesn't he speak?

Or...was he suspecting that he was lying?

Shen Yixiu hurriedly remedied: "Senior, if you don't believe that I am a talisman master, I can draw a talisman for you on the spot."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yixiu picked up a blank talisman and threw it into the sky—the aura began to fluctuate, and then the yellow talisman gradually shone... The unowned aura in the air seemed to be following someone's call, Dots attached to the blank rune paper.

After a while... all the test disciples present looked at the third-level lightning talisman floating in the air, and their mouths were so shocked that they could stuff duck eggs.

Cheng Yu took the third-level talisman that was slowly falling, and after rubbing it for a while, he suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Yixiu with a grim expression.

"Are you a third-level talisman master?"

Shen Yixiu was taken aback by his stupefied expression, and stammered: "Yes, yes... Although my realm is a little lower now, didn't you say that a talisman master doesn't look at cultivation when he starts out? And , Senior, my talent for drawing talismans is excellent..."

This time, it was the first time for Shen Yixiu to show his ability in public in order to join the meeting between Emperor Qingzong and Junior Brother Lin, and he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

"A third-level talisman master can lead spirits into talismans... Our Fufeng...has been silent for hundreds of years, and we are finally saved!" Cheng Yu said tremblingly, he looked at Shen Yixiu as if he was looking at a sky. Big baby.

"My dear apprentice, worship me as your teacher. I will accept you as the only closed disciple. I am very kind, and you will not suffer." Cheng Yu suddenly grabbed Shen Yixiu's shoulder and said excitedly.

The old man Cheng Yu's attitude changed very abruptly, without any transition, as if he wasn't the one who was so fierce just now.

Shen Yixiu didn't react for a while.

Cheng Yu shook the black-haired young man's shoulder violently, and continued: "Dear apprentice, I am not only good at drawing talismans, but I also know a little about various fields. As long as you follow me, I will not teach you to close the door. I will teach you everything!"

Shen Yixiu looked at the old man in front of him tangledly, and said hesitantly, "How are you..."

"Okay! Say hello to me! It's alright, you will be my senior brother Fufeng from now on!" Cheng Yu's face was overjoyed, and he directly picked up Shen Yixiu, turned into a streamer and flew towards the upper Qingzong .

Those who were waiting for the test looked at the back of the person who was directly taken away by the elder Fu Feng, their eyes were bloodshot!

They are really envious!

They are really envious of a genius with twists and turns!

Being clamped under the armpit roughly by Cheng Yu, the wind hit his face straight, and Shen Yixiu felt that his facial features were blown out of place.

In fact, what he wants to say is—I always feel that you are so unreliable.

Shen Yixiu wanted to speak, and wanted Cheng Yu to set up a barrier for him, but when he opened his mouth, the wind poured into his throat, and he couldn't speak at all.

But Cheng Yu didn't notice it, and happily chatted with Shen Yixiu while flying against the wind.

"Your master, I have a very high status in the Shang Qingzong here. I will show you my junior brother and my new precious apprentice! When the junior brother brought his apprentice back, I was very jealous. Now It’s a comeback.”

Inside the Suzerain Hall of the Shangqing Dynasty.

Qingchenzi with white beard and hair was meditating, when he suddenly received a sound transmission from his senior brother, he couldn't help opening his eyes leisurely.After hearing the content of the sound transmission, Qing Chenzi couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

He looked down at the little disciples, and said, "Your uncle has just taken in a beloved disciple, so send me a voice transmission, and you can come with me to greet the elder brother."

"Cough cough..."

After the disciple in the lower seat coughed twice, he seemed to be suffering from a serious illness. His whole body felt like a bubble that would break at the touch of a touch, and he was extremely sick.

He raised his head, his delicate and magnificent face was full of sickly paleness.

—— "Yize listens to Master."