Syllable!

Another stick hit Tianyue on the back. Tianyue's stiff gaze looked at the ants on the ground. The scorching pain in his back seemed to be nothing.

"You have studied in vain for so many years, what qualifications do you have to tell others that it was a student I taught!"

Teacher Shan's wrist was sore, but when he saw Tianyue's face full of wood, he was very angry. Arashi no Village, how can there be such a drag oil bottle!

All the students have been able to use their soul power to condense the wind cyclone, but Tianyue has not been angry, and they are all about to finish, and every time they practice, they can only make a small wind and waves.

"Go back and reflect on it!" Teacher Shan was furious and threw the stick aside.

Tianyue didn't answer, and walked in the direction of home, and the shadow under the setting sun became longer and longer.

As soon as he stepped out of the teacher's field of vision, a group of gangster-like prodigal disciples surrounded and kicked Tianyue down: "Even the waste of the wind cyclone can't be condensed, will it be up to us to protect him in the future?"

"Drag the oil bottle, he deserves to be killed!"

Tianyue endured punches and kicks, without a single expression on his face. He is not indifferent to any situation, in fact, his inner world is richer than anyone else's.

The last foot was very heavy, Tianyue clenched his fists, and did not fight back after all.

"Dad, am I really the worst?"

Back home, Tianyue asked his father. But Tian Hao didn't answer him immediately, but took out a pair of ointment and carefully smeared it on his wound: "How can my son be the worst, you just haven't seen your superiority over others. ”

"But in the entire village, only my Wind Soul Seal is different from the others, and I don't understand, is it because of this that I don't have the ability to condense the Phoenix Cyclone like other students?" Tianyue's eyes widened, and he looked at his father with a pitiful and innocent gaze.

"Your soul mark is different from others, it is a reward from heaven. Someday, you'll understand what it's for. Tian Hui carefully applied the ointment to the wound on his son's back, "Your teacher's corporal punishment is really harsh. ”

"It's not to blame the teacher, it's me who is too useless......"

"Don't say things like that, it's not your fault. ”

......

In the morning, Tianyue went up the mountain to collect firewood as always. In the jungle, a few children who were playing with him saw him and avoided him. In these chaotic times, only those who are strong enough can be respected. Lessons like this have been deeply ingrained in the hearts of children.

They look down on the incapable drag oil bottles. Because at a critical moment, dragging oil bottles can only drag everyone's hind legs, and those who need others to save their lives are useless burdens.

"You know," one child whispered to another partner, "it's this big brother who can't even condense the phoenix's cyclone." ”

"Really," said the child's face full of incredulity, "but we've only been in school for a year, and we've already learned it." ”

Their voices were very small, but they still reached Tianyue's ears. Although he didn't look angry, he still felt very low in his heart.

"Whew-"

In the jungle, a low roar was heard. A white-fronted tiger crouched in the bushes, revealing half of its face, staring at one of the children. Suddenly, he leaped forward and pounced on his prey.

"Be careful!" Tianyue's eyes widened, and he hurriedly rushed forward and threw the child down. The white-fronted tiger pounced and turned around, ready to launch a second round of attacks.

"Don't drag the big brother of the oil bottle, save me!" the child pushed Tianyue away, and turned his head and ran downhill with his little friend.

"Whew-"

Now only Tianyue is left. The white-fronted tiger originally intended to pick a piece of thin skin and tender meat to feast on, but he didn't expect that there was only a thin man in front of him who couldn't even run fast with dead branches and rotten leaves. The tiger's heart is unhappy, but it is barely strong.

Tianyue was naturally frightened and wanted to dodge, but immediately felt a pain in his legs. When I looked down, I found that it was Fang who had worn out a piece of skin when he saved the child, and the blood was flowing, and now I am afraid that I will not be eaten by the white-fronted tiger, and it will be difficult to return home before the blood is gone.

"Is it necessary for you to sacrifice yourself to save a little white-eyed wolf?" walked out of the jungle, his face was like a crown of jade, showing a graceful and suave demeanor, and there was no rustic smell of the countryside on his whole body.

Murong Jin opened a palm, and everywhere the palm went, everything was frosty, and the white-fronted tiger who was only a few feet away was frozen into an ice sculpture by him before he could react.

Tianyue was stunned on the side. In Arashi Village, everyone uses wind attribute martial souls, and no one has ever been able to use soul skills other than phoenix attributes. There are many masters of martial arts cultivation in the village, and being able to resist the wind is already the highest realm that others cannot reach.

And the person in front of him actually used only one move to gently subdue a white-fronted tiger, such a strength is unimaginable for a child who has never been out of Lanzhi Village.

"Big brother, can I worship you as a teacher?" Tianyue ran in front of Murong Jin and looked at him with blank eyes.

"Get out!" Murong Jin spat out a very round word. He urgently needs to find the Nine Rank Soul Master now, as well as the characters related to the note, how can he care about such a hairy boy.

"Big brother, you are so powerful, teach me. I also want to become a generation of soul masters who can fight tigers!" Tianyue pleaded.

Although he was blocked by children and inexplicably degraded his identity, Murong Jin still held back his anger: "Little friend, if you want to fight tigers and practice by yourself, can you not let me teach such a mentally retarded skill?"

Murong Jin has been one of the best geniuses in the family since he was a child, except for the bastard who has been promoted to the ninth grade soul master, he is considered the best talent in the entire Murong family.

From the first time he learned martial arts when he was a child, as long as he didn't meet a particularly strange demon master, he rarely tasted failure. Now how can a bastard who has never seen the world get in his way.

"But big brother, in our village, those who can fight tigers are the most top-notch masters!" Tianyue looked at Murong Jin with bright eyes.

What? What is the game of fighting tigers, which I have been tired of playing since I was six years old, being regarded as a master?

"In your village, is there a Nine Rank Soul Master?" Murong Jin asked, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"The soul master still has nine grades?" Tianyue touched the back of his head, "I haven't heard of it, why don't my brother ask my teacher? he can also fight tigers, maybe it is." ”

I'll you! The Nine-Rank Soul Master is going to fight the tiger? One look can subdue the demon beasts below the Ninth Rank level in the world, and you still have to use such a low way to "fight"?

"Don't bother me, I'm impatient. "Murong Jin originally wanted to find the nine-rank soul master in this Shura field first to compete, but according to what this bastard said, the people who can fight tigers in this village are all first-class masters, where can they meet high-level soul masters?

"Boy, let me ask you a question, do you know what other attribute skills your village has besides the wind attribute?" Murong Jin looked down at Tianyue and asked.

"No, our village uses wind attribute soul skills, and I haven't heard of other skills. Tianyue replied honestly.

It's over, I feel like I've been cheated by that guy, and there's no solution to what is written on the note.

Murong Jin couldn't wait to crash into a tree and die, there was no clue at all, how could he return to the real world?

"Big brother, I'm dying, can I give my father a word, I'll ......" Tianyue said pitifully.

"What?" Murong Jin didn't understand, but when he saw the scar on Tianyue's leg and blood flowing, he realized the seriousness of the matter. He hurriedly used his soul power, and his palm was close to Tianyue's wound, and under the influence of his soul power, the blood from the wound was gradually stopped.

"Wow, big brother, you can also heal, it's amazing!" Tianyue was surprised.

"Medical technique, your sister, rely on soul power to temporarily stop the outflow of blood, no matter how simple the skill, haven't you heard of it?" Murong Jin was impatient.

"Nope. Tianyue shook his head honestly.

Damn, how backward this village is. Murong Jin looked at Tianyue's dark face and the large pile of firewood on his back, and he already understood a thing or two.

"I'm leaving, you can crawl home by yourself. With the soul power I just output, it's enough for you to make it to the doorstep. Murong Jin turned around and was about to leave. He had to find the clues on the note as soon as possible.

"But, what if I encounter a tiger again? "Tianyue is pitiful.

"I've fought one for you, do you still have one on this mountain? Even if you do, you may not be so lucky to meet it, right?" was entangled by a child, Murong Jin wanted to cry without tears.

"But what if this tiger has a tigress and a baby tiger at home?"

“......”

......

For the first time, Murong Jin was kind enough to carry a child down the mountain. Unexpectedly, when he came to Tianyue's house and was warmly entertained, Tianhui expressed his willingness to let him stay overnight, but there was a reluctant invitation.

I hope he can teach Tianyue skills.

At least it can allow him to condense the phoenix's cyclone, or be able to fight the tiger.

Murong Jin was speechless.

The moonlight was beautiful at night, and Murong Jin sat alone on the roof to admire the moon, and suddenly felt bored. He stood up, the snow knife in his hand turned into shape, the knife technique was sharp, and he used the moonlight to dance alone to relieve his boredom.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't used his soul power, I'm afraid that the entire Arashi Village would have to be renamed Snow Village, and enjoy the crystal clear storm and snow all night.

"Hero, the old man has a reluctant request. ”

I don't know when, Tianhui climbed onto the roof.

"I said, not interested. Murong Jin decisively refused. A full moon day knife technique shows a beautiful artistic conception, and I am intoxicated by it.

"Hero, in fact, my child may not be the material for using the wind attribute soul technique. "Tian Hui said.

"I can see it, and it's a rather wasteful oil bottle. Murong Jin hit the nail on the head. If you meet other people and are said to be like this, your child's face will never be as calm as Tianhui is at this time.

"But I think my child may be a master of using other attribute soul techniques!" Tian Hao suddenly raised his voice.

"Just him?" Murong Jin smiled, "What kind of attribute soul technique to use, it is almost heavenly, and it is a bloodline that has long been related." You Arashi Village are all bloodlines that use the wind attribute, how can a new attribute suddenly emerge? ”