Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth and shook his head at Xiao Yujing.

Xiao Yujing also understood, this old man had never seen anyone else here all his life, and he didn't have the breath of a nebula on his body, maybe it was because he hadn't cultivated.

But Xiao Yujing was also surprised, it stands to reason that if an ordinary person has not cultivated, then how did he catch him from the void turbulence.

But looking at this environment, he also understands, there is a fresh aura between breathing and breathing, even if it is a pig, it is estimated that it will become a pig demon.

It is precisely because there is only the old man here who sees the natural scenery every day, and his mood is ancient every day, so his actions and actions are meaningful.

Xiao Yujing saw it through, and he was no longer entangled, the old man was indeed a master, but it was said that he was in a high mood, but the old man was really not strong.

Perhaps, in all seriousness, this old man may not have any combat effectiveness at all, because he will not have the intention of harming others at all.

When the old man saw Xiao Yujing fall into a deep groan, he continued to drink his tea, looking at the scenery in the mountains, and did not choose to disturb Xiao Yujing.

Xiao Yujing had been alchemy for three days, and his mind was a little tired at this time, so he simply sat down and drank water with the old man.

At the same time, his eyes were full of beautiful picturesque, poetic natural scenery, and he could even see birds playing on the opposite mountain.

They sat down, and it was another day and a night, Xiao Yujing raised his head, but the old man fell into a deep sleep again, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

This kind of life is really enviable, a glass of water is a day, and a fruit is a meal.

When I wake up, I continue to drink tea and eat fruit, and when I am tired, I close my eyes and fall asleep, without thinking about any of the things that worry about me.

It's just that Xiao Yujing can't do it, he thinks a lot in his heart, swallowing the ambition of heaven and earth, and worrying about the people in the holy land.

It's been almost a year since I said goodbye, and I don't know what happened to those people who worry about me all the time, but I don't know now, a little guilty and helpless.

Xiao Yujing didn't deliberately fit into the old man's state of mind, he was him, the old man was the old man, and the vision of the two was different.

He is alchemy every day, after practicing a furnace of elixir, he turns his head to drink tea and chat with the old man, if the old man is sleeping, he is looking at the world by himself, and pouring tea by himself.

In a trance, he was already vague about the time between this world and the world, but finally, he was tired of seeing the world in front of him, the unchanged world and the world.

"This water is also a pool of stagnant water, this mountain has never moved, it is picturesque, it is really picturesque and still, what are you looking at every day, old man?"

The old man's actions made Xiao Yujing a little confused, and he sat in a different place, and what he saw was not the same piece of the world, but the angle was different.

He also changed his direction, but he still didn't see any new ideas from this world, so he also asked the questions in his heart.

The old man stretched lazily and said to him.

"I can't answer you about this, in my opinion, splashing ink is another new landscape painting, and from a different angle, it is a new world.

Xiao Yujing arched his hand, this state of mind he can't reach now, and forcibly pondering it can only make him more confused.

"Grandpa, you sit and continue to watch, I want to go and see this world, maybe you can find a new understanding.

As soon as Xiao Yujing's words fell, the old man waved his hand at him and said to him.

"You will have to leave one day, because you are not a person who belongs here, I am rooted here, and I belong to this world. "

It's good to look at this piece of world, maybe one day you'll come back here, that's another feeling, isn't it?"

The old man's words made Xiao Yujing fall into deep thought, but he also turned his head and left the pavilion, and walked up in a random place away from the blue light gate.

Yes, he used to walk, and did not rush with the slightest repair.

After walking for a few days, he sat down to alchemy, then rested and slept, and when he woke up, he took out a wooden sword and slashed as he walked.

He didn't use the Chaos Sword, after all, he didn't want to destroy this peaceful world.

Xiao Yujing embarked on the path of his own cultivation, in fact, he didn't know if he was practicing or not, maybe it would be more correct to call it mind cultivation.

Previously, he had been constantly fighting, cultivating, and then fighting again, and it was simply impossible to say that he was not tired.

The human heart is not a stone of grass and trees, how can it be constantly running, he also needs to rest.

In the outside world, it has been more than half a year, Ziyuan is still nowhere to be seen, and Wang Ping has also returned to the Lotus Holy Land, and the whole person has become more introverted, looking like a simple villager at first glance.

There was no appearance of a monk at all, just because of Long Aotian's suppression, Na Dongxu did not attack Wang Ping again.

It's just that Xiao Yujing is still a hurdle in his heart, he can't cross it, and there is very little possibility of progress in his natural cultivation.

Therefore, the Lotus Holy Land also poured out endless geniuses, surpassing Dongxu, and Dongxu turned out to be slowly disappearing from all living beings and becoming very ordinary.

King Kong has been following in the footsteps of Shion, as if Ziyuan has never said a word since the incident half a year ago.

What task Ziyuan receives, King Kong also takes that task, but King Kong still doesn't know where Ziyuan's strength has reached.

Mu Qing was still looking for news from Yuqing, but she had now established an intelligence organization similar to the Flower Hall in the Lotus Holy Land.

She still hadn't found where Yuqing's figure was.

"It's been more than half a year, and I don't know if he's doing well. Mu Qing sighed slowly and said to the people around him.

Bai Xue is also completely integrated into this team, she is waiting for Xiao Yujing, just to say sorry to Xiao Yujing, but Xiao Yujing has not appeared again for more than half a year.

This man was like a glimpse of a figure in her life, hurrying in and out of the way.

It seems that everyone remembers Xiao Yujing, and as if no one remembers Xiao Yujing, no one mentions how Xiao Yujing is doing again.

After all, they knew that if Xiao Yujing knew that this holy land was disbanded, and they were put away by the Lotus Holy Land, they would definitely not give up.

That Wu Yuhao had also been chattering in front of them, as if killing Dantang Elder Zhao Guangnian was such a thing to show off.