I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

103: 102 103: 102 Under the respectful gaze of Medicine Valley Elder, Tianshui Zhenren carried a sack of Demon Slashing Pills out of the Medicine King Valley.

Demon Slashing Pill is not easy to refine.

But after all, they are all sold in a single piece, and because the efficacy of the medicine is not completely clear, the sect does not dare to buy in large quantities.

There is also a large inventory backlog in Medicine King Valley.

At that moment, it was emptied by Tianshui Zhenren in one breath, and the Medicine Valley was shocked, but they felt fortunate that he had solved a big problem for them.

As a thank you, the young master of the Medicine Valley deliberately stepped forward to lower the price by 5% and also gave a bottle of Spirit Nourishing Pills.

He repeatedly instructed that he could only take it after the demons were removed so that he could solidify his essence and stabilize his soul.

“Zhenren must remember that this pill must not be taken early.” The Young Master of the valley has been complained about a lot.

And the contraindications and side effects of medication are said to be done in one go.

Therefore, he takes the trouble to instruct carefully, “If you take it in advance, not only can it not be turned for your own use, but it may make the demon draw nutrients from it, take root deeper, and become stronger.

At that time, I’m afraid it will be even more difficult to remove it…” Absorb nutrients, take root deeper, become stronger.

Tianshui Zhenren’s eyes lit up slightly.

His demons are indeed growing too slowly.

It has been taking shape for a few hours, but it is still only the size of a palm, and there is no tendency to grow and change.

If it continues like this, I don’t know how long it will take to grow up.

When I go back, I will continue to save money and buy another sack of Spirit Nourishing Pills.

In order not to arouse suspicion, although he was surprised by the contraindications for the use of the Spirit Nourishing Pill, Tianshui Zhenren still had to press the surprise in his heart and bowed down to give respect, “Thank you, Young Master, Tianshui remembered.” The Young Master didn’t even dare to speak more and kept scanning the sack full of Slashing Magic Pill for fear that he would return the medicine as soon as he changed his attention.

Tianshui Zhenren didn’t have the intention to return it at all.

He carefully put away the jade bottle, thanked the Young Master again and again, and went away carrying a sack of imperial swords.

…

Then as soon as he left the valley, he took three Spirit Nourishing Pills.

The good medicine is bitter.

There is a bit of spicy, astringent, bitter, and salty taste that is refreshing on the tip of the tongue.

Knowing that there is still a little demon to be raised in the sea of knowledge, Tianshui Zhenren took a deep breath, suppressed the churning spiritual power aroused by the strange smell of medicine in his chest, concentrated on the imperial sword, and went all the way back to the Chunjun Peak of Weiyang Sect.

Advertisements As soon as the ink-colored figure fell on the top of the peak, the disciples who practice scatteredly immediately greeted him eagerly.

“Master!

How are you…” The eldest disciple was worried.

He threw away the broom and walked over quickly.

The hand, which was raised to help hold the imperial sword, was stopped by Tianshui Zhenren with a wave of his sleeves as he carried a sack with a calm expression, “It’s okay, Master is okay.

Has the Sect Master looked for me?” The entire Weiyang Sect knew about Tianshui Zhenren’s assassination, but only a few of Chunjun Peak’s disciples knew the details about the Heart Demon he had gotten.

In fact, the matter has already been clarified.

The unsuccessful son of the Sect Master was jealous of the rapid progress of Tianshui Zhenreni in cultivation at a young age and occupied the most cultivation resources in the sect, Chunjun Peak.

So he colluded with outsiders to take advantage of Tianshui Zhenren’s cultivation to attract demons to invade him, so Tianshui Zhenren vomited blood and was in a coma for more than half a month, and finally woke up a few days ago.

The sons of the successive heads of the Weiyang Sect were not promising.

After hundreds of years, a particularly unremarkable one will emerge, so no one really wants to become a Sect Master.

The current Sect Master is the eldest brother of Tianshui Zhenren.

He is loyal and cultivated.

He is the best bully among the siblings, so he is forcibly stuffed into the position of the Sect Master.

After learning of the change, the Sect Master was furious and almost completely abolished the cultivation of the unsuccessful son.

After being desperately persuaded by the people around him, he just sealed his spiritual roots, closed his Dantian, and imprisoned him under the Cliff of Sacrifice.

He also directly opened the treasure vault for Chunjun Peak Master and all kinds of heavenly treasures and pills were at his disposal.

The Cliff of Sacrifice is not a good place.

It was initially used by the first generation to lock up the useless son who could not be cultivated as a weapon.

After the reform, it became a prison dedicated to the imprisonment of those with improper mental skills.

Once you’re put into eternal confinement, even if you practice magic, you can’t escape.

The whole matter was handled with iron-faced selflessness and no favoritism.

Even Chunjun Peak’s disciples were convinced, and no one had any trouble.

They thought this would turn the whole thing upside down.

But Tianshui Zhenren tried cultivating after waking up, only to find that he had been planted with the seeds of demons.

Once the Heart Demons are planted, it almost means that there will be no further progress in cultivation.

Tianshui Zhenrenvomited blood again under the shock and bumped into a few disciples who came for the evening class and were accidentally discovered by them.

The Tianmen Conference is about to take place, and it is almost an irreplaceable and valuable opportunity for these young people who are still getting started in the way of cultivating immortality.

Once the Sect Master knew that his younger brother had given birth to a Heart Demon as a result, he would definitely not let him take his disciples out again.

A teacher is like a father.

If there is something for the disciples to do, but Tianshui Zhenren cannot go, then the entire disciples of Chunjun Peak can only stay with him.

Tianshui Zhenren didn’t want to delay further cultivation of his disciples because of himself, so he forcibly suppressed this matter.

It is strictly forbidden to disclose any news to the Sect Master.

Only then did he go to Medicine Valley alone to seek medicine in order to suppress and eliminate his Heart Demon.

It’s just that… Now that things have come to this, it seems that some unexpected new changes have occurred.

It’s been more than a month since I saw the little devil who stayed in the sea of knowledge.

I just ate three nourishing pills, and I don’t know if the little guy has grown taller.

It’s time to sew new clothes.

It was unknown how far the little demon’s intelligence had been improved.

Can he wear his own clothes?

Tianshui Zhenren, who raised Heart Demon for the first time, was so worried that he didn’t want to delay for a moment.

He just wanted to return to his closed room and go to his sea of knowledge as soon as possible to see the cubs.

Seeing the Master, who was still cold and mighty, carrying a sack and about to walk into the house, the eldest disciples were so anxious that he joined several junior disciples to stop their master, “Sect Master didn’t say anything, but Master, your business must not be dragged on anymore!

Heart… that thing is terrible, it will disturb people’s minds.

It was the practive of the devils, you are close to crossing the tribulation, and it is even more dangerous…” Master is starting to carry the sack now!

“Don’t worry, I have found a way to deal with it.” The Chunjun Peak’s master-disciples relationship has always been very good.

His gaze fell on the disciples, who were sincerely worried about him.

Tianshui Zhenren had a slight gentleness on his cold face and lifted the sack before his eyes, “This is the medicine of the Medicine Valley.” Master have a sense of propriety.

Don’t worry, go and take them to the evening class.” The eldest disciple looked up in astonishment, and a huge Medicine King Valley logo was actually printed on the sack.

It’s just that the sky is dark, and the sack is bulging and deformed, so he was unable to notice it before.

…

The Medicine King Valley closed down, and the Medicine King ran away with the medicine furnace.

The elders under him couldn’t help it.

They used pills to pay their wages….

The eldest disciple was shocked by the sacks specially provided by Medicine King Valley, giving birth to infinite conjectures for a moment.

They watched their master carry the sacks into the quiet room happily and worriedly carried the broom to sweep the ground for the master again and left the master’s residence with his junior disciples.

Tianshui Zhenren neatly set up an enchantment, untied the sack and poured the individually packed pill bottle into the bed.

One Demon Slashing Pill can last for half an hour.

When eating two at the same time, even if the power of the medicine will be lost, it will last longer than eating one.

Let’s observe for a while.

If the body’s response is not bad, then try to eat three together.

After making up his mind to stay with the little demon for a while, Tianshui Zhenren didn’t want to be awakened by anyone in the middle, so he stabbed the Chunjun Sword at the door.

The supreme and noble sword aura instantly carried the cold light surging to overflow, and the entire room was firmly shrouded in the enchantment.

The higher the cultivation level, the more sensitive you are to sword qi.

Chunjun Peak’s disciples did not notice much and were still tirelessly busy with evening class practice.

The Sect Master, who walked to the foot of the mountain of his Junior Brother, was stunned by the faint sense of sword qi.

His heart tightened slightly, and he looked up at the cold sword light on the top of the mountain.

Junior Brother no longer trusts the sect and has begun to utilize the Chunjun Sword as the protector….

Deeply feeling that he had not taken the master’s class well, the Sect Master was physically and mentally frustrated and was too sad to speak.

He stood in front of the sharp sword aura for a long time, still drenched in the pattering night rain, and walked back towards the main peak step by step.

Advertisements When Tianshui Zhenren rushed back to his sea of consciousness, Lu Deng had just altered his clothes to the point where he could wear them.

Growing up alone in the forest since he was a child, Lu Deng has no shortage of sewing skills.

Even if Gu Zaishui doesn’t think of this step for him, he can ask the system to help buy a pair of scissors with some needles and thread, cut off a small piece of animal skin and make a simple set of clothes for himself.

But this was made for him by Gu Zaishui himself.

Worried about the delicate skin of the little demon, Gu Zaishui didn’t even use his robe, and cut half of his inner sleeves with a close-fitting middle coat.

Although the sewn clothes are crooked, he can still smell the cold and good smell when held within his arms.

Thinking about that stoic face that looked extremely convincing regardless of the situation, Lu Deng couldn’t help but curl the corners of his lips and lay down for a while holding the clothes and burying himself in them before getting up and starting to put on his clothes.

Gu Zaishui couldn’t make a too complicated style, and it was just an ordinary robe after it was altered.

Lu Deng looked for a reed leaf and tied it around his waist.

Suddenly, he looked up with a feeling in his heart, and he was seeing the ink-colored figure hurriedly stepping on the moon.

Gu Zaishui slowed down.

The middle clothes are pure white, and the close-fitting fabric is soft, and the upper body hangs down smoothly, which is unexpectedly not ugly.

There was still only the little man the size of his palm standing by the boat, his whole body was pure and white, the green grass and leaves were neatly tied around his waist, and the moonlight of a river reflected softly on him, suddenly everything became hazy and gentle.

With a smile on his eyes, Gu Zaishui walked towards him, squatted down and stretched out his hand, “Come, come to me.” He was worried that the little demon would not understand, and he spoke succinctly, but his voice was very gentle and patient.

Lu Deng was drawn to a smile by his different tone from usual, and he was about to went over, but was suddenly tripped by the long clothes under his feet.

The clothes had just been put on, and he hadn’t had time to adjust.

His figure was unstable, and he fell down along the edge of the boat off guard.

“Watch out!” Watching the little demon stagger over and tripped over the clothes, then threw himself down.

Gu Zaishui’s figure suddenly flashed, and he steadily caught the little guy who almost fell into the river.

He protected him in his palms and caught his sole, which allowed him to spin back to the shore.

It seems that it is still too long.

Reflecting on his carelessness, Gu Zaishui stabilized his figure, lifted up his clothes and sat on the floor, holding him before his eyes, “Does it hurt to fall?” The face in front of him looked solemn and cold.

Of course, his handsome and heroic spirit was there, but he also covered most of the softness in his eyes because of the cold from the habit of staying in Chunjun Peak all year round.

The more anxious he became, the more intense he became, and the inquiry was almost like a reprimand.

If Chunjun Peak disciples of the Weiyang Sect saw him, most of them would be so scared that they would not dare to come out.

Fortunately, he is not his disciple.

Lu Deng raised his head to meet the extraordinarily serious face, sat in the palm of his hand and shook his head, and smiled as soon as he raised his eyebrows.

“Still smilling.” Frightened by the situation where he almost fell off the boat, Gu Zaishui smiled dumbfounded, raised his hand to poke his forehead, and took a closer look in his hand, “You still doesn’t seem to have changed much… Let me see, have you grown taller?

Did you not eat properly?” The bright moonlight, the warm palms, with the river water hitting the stones, splash briskly, and continued to flow forward.

For a while, he was still in a hurry about everything, but his mentality was particularly relaxed.

Lu Deng sat on the edge of his palm shaking his legs, his eyes were clear and bright, the corners of his lips curled softly, and he nodded solemnly.

The heart demon takes the spiritual energy of the human heart as the nourishment, and Gu Zaishui has suffered a big change, and his mind and spirit are all traumatized.

It is precisely when he urgently needs to solidify his roots and cultivate his energy.

If he absorbs too much, it will inevitably affect the foundation of Gu Zaishui’s skills.

He couldn’t bear to eat more, it was enough to maintain his current figure.

While practicing and advancing as soon as possible, he was still quietly sprinkling the repair potion purchased by the system in this sea of knowledge.

Even the medicinal power of the nourishing spirit pill was intercepted by him and fed back into Gu Zaishui’s body.

The nourishing pill of Medicine King Valley was too bad to be consumed.

With Gu Zaishui’s temper, if it weren’t for his eagerness to let him grow up, he would definitely rather die than take a bite.

He stayed in Gu Zaishui’s sea of knowledge, and there was no danger in his life.

He could use this method to get Gu Zaishui to take a few more pills and recuperate his injuries as soon as possible.

It would be too late after he grow up.

Gu Zaishui didn’t know what he was thinking.

He just looked at the brilliance in those black eyes, and his eyebrows turned with a smile.

He felt that there was a soft warmth in his heart for no reason.

Holding him in the palm of his hand, he rubbed the top of the little man’s head, “I will study for a few more days and build you a house.” Creating something in the sea of knowledge is not a rare technique, but it is really useless.

Only those who have a small sea of knowledge and have difficulty advancing their cultivation will have some thoughts.

Gu Zaishui hadn’t worried about this kind of thing since he started cultivating, but now he wanted to get a safer house for the little demon to live in as soon as possible.

After all, it’s too dangerous on the boat.

Maybe he will trip over his clothes at some point, and then accidentally fall into the river.

It was unkonwn where the current will brought him to… My own sea of knowledge is really annoying.

Gu Zaishui rubbed his forehead, once again giving birth to an uncontrollable dislike of his talent.

The attribute level of the identity page has been raised to the first level.

Lu Deng tried to open his mouth but found that he could still only make some monotonous sounds, so he shook his head thoughtfully.

He wanted to hug Gu Zaishui and tell him not to worry, but he just got up in his palm, and his center of gravity swayed unsteadily.

The careful demon, who was not yet adapted to his body, stepped on his clothes, was thrown forward, and fell into the palm of the number one person in the Weiyang Sect.

And fell so miserably on top of it.

The palms under his body were warm and soft, and it didn’t hurt to fall down, but two consecutive flat falls still made Lu Deng red to the roots of his ears.

He buried his face in Gu Zaishui’s palm and refused to lift it up again.

Advertisements Gu Zaishui couldn’t help but chuckle out loud, soothingly smoothed the little guy’s back, and carefully pinched him on his knees, “Don’t move, I’ll tie it up for you.” The little demon’s body is slender and soft, as thin as it will break with a little force.

His heart skipped a beaf as he arched his fingertips softly and firmly.

Gu Zaishui couldn’t help but caress his heart and stick his fingertips there for a while before picking up the thin red line and helping him straighten his hair again.

A high-ranked cultivator doesn’t need to worry about food, clothing, housing, and travel.

Tianshui Zhenren, who got food just by reaching out his hands and opening his mouth since he was young, tried to use his imagination as much as possible but still often accidentally got the soft black hair tangled around his fingertips.

The little demon was not squeamish at all.

He only inhaled gently when the pain was severe, and when he was lifted up worriedly, his eyes were again filled with a beautiful smile.

Gu Zaishui restrain his strength very carefully, holding back a cold sweat, and finally tied the hair of the little guy.

After this toss, more than half an hour passed, and the sun and moon in the sea were similar to the outside world.

At this time, it was approaching late at night, and the sky was full of stars.

The moonlight flickered quietly, reflected in the clear river, and the evening wind blew sparkling ripples.

The little demon was probably just taking shape and needed a long time to sleep.

He leaned against the palm of his hand with two tugs of different sizes buns on his head, breathing steadily, and obviously fell asleep again.

Gu Zaishui stared at him, the stars and moons folded out of the river fell into the bottom of the deep black pupils, a soft smile spread, and he lowered his head and carefully kissed his forehead.

This time, Gu Zaishui stayed in the sea of knowledge for more than half an hour before being pulled out.

The entire Weiyang Sect knew that Chunjun Peak Master was in close cultivation.

The disciples outside the mountain were warned countless times by their master.

No one dared to provoke disturbances.

Although the disciples of Chunjun Peak were worried, they did not dare to disobey the strict orders of their master.

Even if they were so worried that they were restless, they still did not tell the Sect Master about the demon.

There is no definite separation of day and night in cultivation, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the time for the Tianmen Conference is approaching.

Gu Zaishui consumed a bottle of nourishing pills and finally raised the heart demon to half of his palm.

Seeing the day before the scheduled departure coming, the eldest disciple stayed quietly outside the master’s place with meager hope.

He was fiercely discussing with several junior brother disciples in sign language whether to knock on the door to see if the master was still alive.

But the door had already creaked, and the tall and elegant ink-colored figure step out.

His complexion turned out to be much better than when he entered the closed door cultivation.

The eldest disciple was surprised in his heart and took the opportunity to close the door and glance inside.

The sack of medicine had already gone half, and he couldn’t help shivering.

His heart was full of awe.

… not to mention how much money it costs for so many medicines.

The medicines in Medicine Valley are known for their bitterness, saltiness, and spiciness, which can eat the dead alive.

The master can actually eat half a sack without changing his face.

Sure enough, his will is particularly profound, beyond the reach of others….

“Go get ready.

We’ll set off tomorrow to the Tianmen Conference.” Tianshui Zhenren looked cold and reticent.

Pulling the Chunjun Sword aside, he walked towards his bedroom, “Don’t relax.

Pay more attention tonight.” The eldest disciple was accustomed to it, and respectfully turned around to prepare.

Tianshui Zhenren simply cleaned himself up, lay down on the couch, and closed his eyes to rest, but there was still a faint regret in his heart.

Although the little demon has grown slowly these days, he has still made some progress after all.

He can use small movements to have a simple conversation with him and make a simple voice.

If he don’t need to rush out in order to go to the Tianmen Conference, he might be able to hear the little guy talking.

After all, it is no safer outside than in the sect, and when he go out, he can’t always go into the sea of knowledge.

If I can bring the little guy out…

Having someone being taken away by a demon was heard of, but bringing a demon out of the body was unheard of.

Tianshui Zhenren sighed softly, dissipated many thoughts, and added two swings inside his sea of consciousness, closed his eyes to calm his mind, and slowly exhaled the turbid air.

These few days, he entered the sea of knowledge.

Although he was also unknowingly repairing the damage to the soul, it was unable to relieve fatigue and burnout after all.

At this time, as soon as he touched the bed, he only felt a deep sense of fatigue gushing from the bottom of his heart, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dead of night, a shadow quietly reached his bedroom.

Gu Zaishui was very tired and slept heavily, and did not notice anyone approaching.

The man watched carefully for a long time before he crept towards his usual tea stove and put the contents of the paper bag into the tea.

The candlelight on the table suddenly jumped and crackled.

The man was slightly startled, his footsteps instinctively paused, and he raised his head with bated breath, facing the cold pupils that were painted like ink.

The author has something to say: Sec*Black Goat·Loyal and Honest*Master: Junior Brother protect the law with Chunjun Sword!

Junior Brother must not trust the sect anymore.

How is it good?(ノq口q)ノ Gu·Addicted to drugs*addicted to raising cubs·Zaishui:(﹃)My cub has grown two fingers tall, I will comb my cub’s hair, I will build a house for my cub, why hasn’t my cub grown up yet?

Shura World Medicine King Valley!

The largest Medicine king Valley in the Shura World!

Medicine King Valley went bankrupt.

The Medicine King ate, drank, gambled, and owed 3.5 million Silver Taels, took his medicine stove, and ran away.

We have no choice but to take the pill to pay the wages…..