Qinghe Prefecture, on the Lingjian Peak.

In the brightly lit Immortal Mountain Palace, a man dressed in white sat on a throne carved from jade, with an indifferent expression.

In the hall, a young man hugged his fists and said: "Master, Senior Brother Chen has been training down the mountain for two years, and the Sky Viewing Mirror shows that Senior Brother is already in Qinghe Prefecture today, and he will be able to return to the sect tomorrow, I don't know if I need to wait for Senior Brother Chen to pick up the wind and wash the dust?" ”

The man on the throne stood up, walked to the side hall, and said as he walked: "It's okay, you and Xiao Yu haven't seen each other for two years, and now they have grown a lot, tomorrow you will bring a few disciples of the Sword Pavilion to the Dengxian Gate to wait for him." ”

"Obey the Master's orders! Lu Jian will definitely live up to the trust of his master and take care of Senior Brother Chen! ”

In the empty hall, Lu Lian's eyes gradually became hideous.

……

……

In the mist-shrouded forest, there was only one white light dazzling.

In front of the blackboard, Chen Xiaoyu raised his hand and interrupted: "That true qi realm is only the fifth realm, and it is only five or five open, isn't my master not strong." ”

"Yes, your master is really not a strong person in the whole world."

"One, two, three...... Seven, eight, nine. ”

Chen Xiaoyu, who had counted back and forth several times, was puzzled: "These are only nine realms, what about the ten realms that you said?" ”

Chen Zhouzhou pointed at Chen Xiaoyu and replied, "Yes, that is your current realm." ”

"My realm!"

Chen Xiaoyu looked excited and pointed at himself.

The only realm outside these nine realms, then he is a natural goldfinger player in the invincible stream novel! Isn't that the world where Chen Xiaoyu is the only one!

"Yes, that's the ...... A realm that is even more garbage than the mortal realm, described in two words, it is called waste! ”

Rubbish!

These two words were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky and hit Chen Xiaoyu's head.

Anyone who has read the fantasy immortal cultivation novel knows that although the protagonist in the waste material flow has successfully embarked on the road of cultivating to become an emperor by relying on the accumulated efforts and plug-ins, these people have endured too much pain on the way to obtain plug-ins and fight monsters and upgrades, and each upgrade can upgrade a chapter, which is two or three thousand words!

"I'm trash?!"

Chen Xiaoyu can't accept it, but fate is like this, the more you resist, the more excited it is.

"I don't want to be a piece of trash! You should have a plug-in! ”

In the end, it was still the author who had been rejected six times, Chen Xiaoyu hugged Chen Zhouzhou's legs, revealing pitiful eyes.

"This ...... Yes, I've said it a long time ago, I'm better than the system, I'm your plug-in, it's just that the plug-in doesn't mean that you're not a waste, since you are a fantasy world that entered from the real world, there is one thing I have to tell you, you should not be able to cultivate, so in the eyes of others, you should be a waste who can't spy on half of the cultivation breath, after all, even if it is a cultivator in the mortal realm, there will be a subtle true qi fluctuation situation below the entry realm. ”

It was another thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Chen Xiaoyu looked up to the sky and roared.

"Oh my God, then I won't live to see the sun tomorrow!"

……

The next day, the sun shone into the forest and shone on Chen Xiaoyu's face. Chen Xiaoyu opened his eyes slightly, and he saw the sun tomorrow.

The child sitting on the riverside washing his face saw Chen Xiaoyu wake up, patted the water stains on his hands, and pointed to the upper reaches of the riverbank.

"Look, the dome of Spirit Sword Peak is revealed, it seems that the Dengxian Gate has been opened, and your good senior brother Lu Jian is waiting for you there early in the morning."

Who is this Lu Lian, my good brother?

Didn't you cross over, could it be that you took away this guy named Chen Xiaoyu by yourself? But this guy looks exactly the same as himself, except that his hair is longer than his own.

Obviously, the young man who had been thinking and meditating all night last night had already compromised, waste it, waste it, and if you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate, at least get rid of the pain that you need to endure to upgrade. But now there are still senior brothers and masters, which means that Chen Xiaoyu, a waste who can't cultivate, will face the cynicism of his peers and the cold eyes of his master.

How can this scene be a bit similar to reading a book?

Chen Xiaoyu scratched his head and asked, "Shall we walk over?" ”

Chen Zhouzhou shook his head: "No." ”

As he spoke, he leapt to his feet and returned to its scabbard in the form of a glittering sword.

"Hey! What does this do? ”

Chen Xiaoyu looked shocked, he thought that the little kid was going to turn into a sword for himself to fly with the sword, but he didn't expect to return to the scabbard to be lazy.

It turned out that what he said didn't need us to go over was that he didn't need to go, and he only needed Chen Xiaoyu to go alone.

"You play word games with me, don't you?"

Chen Xiaoyu clenched his fists and smashed on the scabbard. The cyclone on the scabbard fluctuated, the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble, Chen Xiaoyu was bounced away, and sat on the ground.

The long sword trembled and said, "Beware of arrogance and rashness, this is the first plug-in for you, you can go wherever you want." ”

[Serial No.: 001]

[Name: Teleportation]

[Effect: You can go wherever you want]

[Cooling CD: 24 hours]

【Turn on Secret Words: Transfer】

The immature voice disappeared, and the long sword flew behind Chen Xiaoyu, gently pushing him to his feet.

Chen Xiaoyu, who was carrying a sword on his back, looked at the upper reaches of the riverbank, looking at the peak of the fairy sky not far away, and a sense of familiarity came to his heart.

“Transfer!”

A dazzling white light fell from the sky, and the boy by the stream disappeared without a trace.

Lingjian Peak, in front of the gate of Dengxian.

Lu Lian, who was waiting here early in the morning with three Sword Pavilion disciples, was holding his nose and looking impatient.

Two years ago, it was Lu Jian who fanned the flames in Li Qingluan's ears that caused Chen Xiaoyu to be sent to Huaiyang Prefecture next door for training. Now that his mortal realm aura is so weak that he can't see that he is finally coming back, as a senior brother, of course, he must see the results of his experience as soon as possible.

"Cheer up, as soon as junior brother Xiaoyu arrives at Dengxianmen, you will entertain him well, and see if our junior brother has got a chance in Huaiyang Prefecture in the past two years and stepped into the third realm of mortals!"

Lu Jian put his hands behind his back, his face was serious, and his eyes moved to the faces of the three fellow disciples of the Sword Pavilion, only to see the three fellow disciples stunned, as if they had seen something terrible.

"Our Qinghe Prefecture is the only place in the Kyushu Continent where there are no ghosts and ghosts, why do you all look like you have seen a ghost......

Lu Chuan shook his robe and turned around.

There was a familiar big face in front of him, which was so frightened that he took a few steps back and fell into the arms of the three Sword Pavilion disciples.

Chen ...... Chen Xiaoyu! ”