I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

The old Medicine King did not dare to let the outside world know that he wanted to seize Wen Zheming, so he treated Wen Zheming very well. He gave Wen Zheming a piece of the Yao King Valley's peak that was second only to the main peak in terms of spiritual power, and could do with him as he pleased.

Wen Zheming placed Sheng Xi and the others near his cave and gave each of them a token, which was very similar to the token he had used to force the Happy Grass back.

"There are traps in many places in Yaowang Valley. This is the token of Yaowang Valley. You can avoid these traps by carrying it in and out of Yaowang Valley."

"But you'd better not go to the main peak. This token is useless against the traps there."

"You guys repair it here first, and I have to go find the King of Medicine to revive me."

After Wen Zheming finished giving instructions one by one, he turned and headed for the main peak.

Looking at his leaving figure, Xiao Liluo let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that Second Senior Brother's bowl of soft rice is poisonous, otherwise I really want to follow him."

Sheng Xi felt the same way.

Yuan Xian looked at his junior brothers and sisters with regretful faces, and waved the jade slips in his hands in front of them: "Let's practice. The second junior brother will come back soon to check the progress."

Because he has been involved in Wen Zheming for the longest time, Yuan Xian has the most experience in this matter.

Thinking of King Juan's terror, Sheng Xi and Xiao Liluo both shuddered and quickly began to practice seriously.

……

The main peak of Yaowang Valley.

Wen Zheming walked on the colorful auspicious clouds to the foot of the main peak, then put away his flying magic weapon, and walked step by step to the Yaowang Palace on the top of the mountain.

When he accidentally traveled from the southeast spiritual world to the due south spiritual world, the crossing place was not far from Yaowang Valley.

The battle in the star realm was too noisy. King Yao had always been paying attention to his surroundings, so he quickly discovered him.

Being watched by a monk in the integration stage, Wen Zheming couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

When the King of Medicine asked him about his origins, Wen Zheming's intuition told him that he could not tell the truth.

So, he followed Sheng Xi's idea and told the Medicine King truthfully and falsely that he was a casual cultivator who accidentally learned some alchemy skills and luckily became an alchemy cultivator.

Later, due to being chased by others, he was accidentally teleported here through a secret treasure.

The old Medicine King examined his bones, a smile broke out on his gloomy face, and he took the initiative to reveal his identity and asked him if he was willing to become his teacher.

Wen Zheming was naturally unwilling.

He has a master, and his master is very good. He doesn’t want to change his family.

But at that time, he clearly felt that if he refused, the fusion-stage boss opposite him would have many ways to deal with him.

If it were the past, Wen Zhe would rather break than bend.

But when he refused, he thought of Sheng Xi.

The younger sister can bend and stretch, and so can he, the senior brother.

If the green hills are left, there is no need to worry about no firewood.

He still has to stay alive to urge his master, senior brothers, junior brothers and sisters, as well as a large group of monsters in his sect to practice well.

So Wen Zheming pretended to agree, wanting to see what King Yao was planning.

Now he knew Medicine King's plan and found a way out.

The main peak is very high, and walking all the way up does not take much physical effort for the monks.

Wen Zheming soon saw the majestic palace on the top of the mountain. He stood outside the palace gate and bowed respectfully: "Disciple pays homage to the master."

The vermilion door opened, and an old voice sounded from inside: "Come in."

Wen Zheming walked through the pavilions and pavilions in the palace until he reached the innermost hall.

The carved beams and paintings in the main hall, every brick and tile are made of top quality materials.

Yaowang Valley has monopolized the elixir business in the Zhengnan Spiritual Realm for tens of thousands of years, and has accumulated unimaginable wealth.

Sitting on the throne in the middle of the hall was a haggard old man.

The old man was wearing a khaki robe with a Yaowang cauldron embroidered on it, which is the symbol of Yaowang Valley.

The aura of the integration stage lingered around him, but it was vaguely mixed with the dead silence of corruption.

This is the owner of Yaowang Valley - Yaowang.Seeing Wen Zheming, Yao Wang's cloudy eyes lit up, as if he saw the hope of his own life.

"Is the matter done?" His voice was hoarse, like an old bellows.

"It's done. It's just a few monks who accidentally entered the valley and wanted to save people. They have been dealt with by two senior brothers." Wen Zheming lowered his head and replied respectfully.

Medicine King nodded with satisfaction and did not ask about the whereabouts of the other two disciples.

The two of them had something to do and wanted to leave the Medicine King Valley. The King of Medicine asked them to follow Wen Zheming to deal with the unusual movements in the mortal village, but he was too lazy to send another guard to Wen Zheming.

Medicine King Valley has supported mortals for tens of thousands of years, and many high-level monks know that no one is willing to make enemies of Medicine King Valley for these worthless mortals.

This time someone eliminated the marks in these mortal bodies. It was probably some uninformed casual cultivators or small sect disciples who stumbled upon them and wanted to be the saviors of mortals.

If the savior is so easy to do, it won't be their eight major alliances that control the Zhengnan spiritual world now.

The old Medicine King didn't take this matter to heart at all. When he learned that the matter had been dealt with, he didn't care anymore: "Have the guards you hired arrived?"

"We're here." Wen Zheming was not surprised that the old Medicine King could discover this. When he returned to the Medicine King Valley, he noticed that a spiritual sense from the integration stage was scanning them.

The King of Medicine asked in confusion: "Those two are just sword cultivators at the Golden Core Stage. Why are there those at the second level of Qi Refining?"

Wen Zheming had already thought of his words: "Those are the junior sisters of these two people. Thunder Mountain Villa is arresting the girl on the second floor of Qi Refining. Let the junior sisters follow them for safety."

"Haha, the little girl looks good."

There was a malicious smile on Medicine King's shriveled and yellow face. Just as he was about to ask Wen Zheming to send someone to him, Wen Zheming took the lead and said, "Disciple intends to take her as a medicine boy."

A flash of displeasure flashed in Yao Wang's eyes, but after thinking about it, he still held back his dissatisfaction.

The top priority now is to help Wen Zheming control the Yaowang Valley. When the time comes, we can seize him, so that we can easily continue to control the Yaowang Valley.

Otherwise, even if he successfully seizes the body, he will have to spend a lot of energy to climb back to the peak of power.

There is no need to get into trouble with Wen Zheming over a furnace now.

When he succeeds in seizing the body, isn’t such a beautiful little medicine boy his prize?

Suppressing his thoughts about Sheng Xi, Medicine King focused on business.

He sneered: "Thunder Mountain Villa stole the chicken and lost the rice this time. Not only did everything go wrong, but a direct descendant died."

"With two sons dead, Lao Wang is probably determined to destroy the Qingfeng Sword Sect."

Wen Zheming showed doubts at the right time: "What happened to these two sects?"

While the other sects were not feeling well, King Yao felt comfortable and said in a cheerful mood: "The third old king of Jinglei Villa, Sanmiao, is dead. He was killed by the seventh old man of Qingfeng Sword Sect, Zhu Zeyu."

"Both of them are in the Nascent Soul stage. In terms of strength, Zhu Zeyu is not as good as Wang Sanmiao. Now Wang Sanmiao is killed by Zhu Zeyu with a sword, and both sides have their own opinions."

"The Qingfeng Sword Sect believes that Zhu Zeyu is not strong enough and firmly refuses to admit that Wang Sanmiao was killed by them."

"Jinglei Mountain Villa suspects that old guy Xuanyang secretly gave Zhu Zeyu a Fusion Stage Sword Intent."

"Zhu Zeyu used it during the fight, which caused Wang Sanmiao to die without the ability to fight back."

"No one believes the other's story now. Let me go over and do an autopsy on Wang Sanmiao to find out why he died. Just go and do it for me."

"Yes." Wen Zheming responded respectfully and exited the hall.

These old medicine kings live in seclusion and rarely show up even if invited.

The outside world thinks that he is in a high position, has a withdrawn personality, and does not want to deal with outside chores.

Only Wen Zheming knew clearly that this old man was so weak that he was about to die. He was worried about being discovered, so he hid in the Palace of Medicine King and did not dare to go out.

……

After leaving Yaowang Palace, Wen Zheming returned to his residence and pretended to pack his things, and told Sheng Xi and the others about it.

Sheng Xi didn't expect that these two sects were quite reasonable and didn't even start a fight.

Sure enough, as long as the fist is strong, no matter how badass the opponent is, he will become rational.

Then let her, Sheng Xiaoxi, crush this reason with her own hands! (End of chapter)