Wang Ran was an ordinary inner disciple from the Shenmen Academy, and in the Northern War a few months ago, he had followed the army under Fang Qianyuan to fight in Shangyang City.

However, in a sudden encounter, he was accidentally seriously injured, and his right arm was eroded by the poison, and finally lost the vitality of his entire arm, and he had to amputate his limb to save his life, and became a crippled man.

Although the sect treats a disabled disciple like him well, it is enough to ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing and a peaceful life in the second half of his life, but who wants to watch his former companions rise and make progress, but he is always mediocre?

Who can endure it, for the rest of his life, he can only do some trivial things within his ability, and live as a miscellaneous servant and a waster?

The disciples in the sect have many marriages, and the children of the younger generations often re-enter the sect and seek their own futures, and the parents have opened up the gap, and they will also embark on different life trajectories due to their different origins and status.

Who wants their children and grandchildren to be inherently inferior?

But now, it's too late to say anything!

I became a waste, it's really better to die on the battlefield at the beginning, and be happy......

Wang Ran thought about it in despair, his body seemed to be rusty and rotten copper, and he practiced according to the body refining method for a while.

Originally, he was already extremely proficient, and he could easily do a complete set of movements, because the absence of his right arm became weird, twisted, and the warm spirit element in his body also became blocked and chaotic due to the lack of the circulation path of the arm.

Everything is out of order.

"Damn!"

In the end, Wang Ran was sweating profusely, his face was unwilling, and he angrily punched the trunk in front of him.

Boom!

The cyan spirit yuan disappeared in a flash, and a shallow fist mark suddenly appeared on it.

"Still won't work!"

"I have lost too much essence and blood vitality, and the spiritual things I have cultivated have also died, and it is impossible to recover my cultivation and strength in a short period of time. ”

"I've been in bed for more than half a year to recuperate, and I've completely recuperated my body, what should I do?"

Wang Ran thought of his future life, and couldn't help but close his eyes in pain.

Although the human level has a small five-element spell, the endowments such as super-speed regeneration, renewal, and recontinuation of severed limbs are like myths and legends, and they are something that ordinary disciples cannot reach.

He didn't dare to imagine how he would spend his life in the future.

"Wang Ran, Wang Ran!"

At that moment, a voice with joy came from behind.

Wang Ran looked back, but saw that it was the Mo Guan in the Medicine Master Hall who appeared at the gate of the courtyard with a happy face.

"Wang Ran, good news, the matter of your arm has taken a turn for the better!"

"Turnaround?" A hint of surprise flashed on Wang Ran's gloomy face, and he immediately looked at the two people who were following behind Mo Guan.

One of them was a burly man, born with a tower-like majestic torso, but his arms were two hairy unknown beast arms, with knotted muscles and muscles, as if they contained a thousand terrifying powers.

The other person was petite, it turned out to be a strange woman with wings and a pale face, she looked at Wang Ran with dark red pupils, her gaze fell on his empty right arm, and a trace of imperceptible discoloration flashed.

"Wang Ran, right, we are recruiting deacons who came to you to discuss the transfer of nationality on behalf of the Soldiers Division. The two glanced at each other, and the white-faced woman among them spoke quietly.

"Soldiers, transfer, recruitment?" Wang Ran's eyes widened.

"To put it simply, we want to invite you to join the Soldier Division and become a soldier, as a reward, we will treat your injuries, recover your arms, and regain the future of cultivation and progress, if you are interested, you can go to the Zongru with us to have a look. ”

......

A few days later, the head of the sect, the main hall of the soldiers, and the underground cave.

With a little unbearable shock on his face, Wang Ran's tone suddenly raised his voice, and he looked at the thing soaked in a transparent bottle several feet in front of him and said, "This is the arm you promised me?"

It was a strange arm that was much thicker than a normal person, but it was pitch black and covered with fine scales like fish scales.

At the end of the arm, there are long, sharp claws like ghost claws, and the five fingers are craggy, like bony black claws bursting out from between the fingers, looking hideous and terrifying.

"This is a good thing, if it weren't for your heroic fighting, meritorious achievements, and your own cultivation has nine turns, you might not be able to take your turn if you want to!" said the white-faced batwing woman in a deep tone.

"What the hell is this?" asked Wang Ran with a dark face.

"It's the Qilin Arm! As the name suggests, it's not a real Sacred Beast Qilin...... But it is also a special desolate beast essentia with a trace of Qilin blood, which is cultivated by melting the arm of the Shura clan, if it can be connected smoothly, it can not only enable you to get a powerful arm comparable to a magic weapon for nothing, but also repair the meridians, link the primordial spirit, and regain the perfect spiritual root. ”

"If it goes well, the essentia of the Qilin clan will slowly integrate into your body, transforming you into a half-demon of the Qilin clan, so that you can get more special endowments, and even open up the bridge between heaven and earth, and gain the ability to control the vitality of heaven and earth!"

"You should know what that means!"

The white-faced batwing woman said.

"Ground Steps...... General-level soldiers!" Wang Ran said in shock with a gleam in his eyes.

Of course, he knew what that meant, not to mention that on the way to the helm in the past few days, he had made up for the relevant knowledge of soldiers, even what he had known and heard in the academy before was enough for him to digest the information contained in this sentence.

The white-faced bat-winged woman said: "If you connect this arm, what you lose is just a mediocre life as an ordinary person, but what you gain is infinite possibilities......"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Ran suddenly turned his head and said resolutely: "I'll take it!"

When he saw this arm, he was actually vaguely worried.

He was worried that after he took it, he would become neither human nor ghost, and from now on, he would become a soldier, no longer an orthodox spirit master, and he didn't know what harm it would be.

But at the same time, he also understood that he had no way out, and if he didn't agree, it would obviously be impossible for the Soldier Hall to be merciful and cure his dark illness and restore his strength for him.

Isn't it just to become a soldier? Anyway, now the sect is also propagating that the soldiers are turned into regulars and the family is one, and I heard that the commander of the army in charge of the Soldier Division is none other than the great elder Fang Qianyuan Fang, who is known as the unparalleled son!

Wang Ran used to be a pawn under his command, although the two sides had no intersection, but they knew his great achievements, and they had witnessed him rushing to kill the enemy's formation, invincible, and his heart was extremely yearning.

Although there were rumors before that if he joined the soldiers, he would become a dead soldier, a slave, and a lowly and humble person, but in order to fight for a future, he also admitted it.

It's a big deal, find an opportunity to take refuge in Elder Fang, if you get him as a benefactor, you will be a dead soldier and a slave, and it will be better than carrying the name of a waste person to this remnant life!