There is a mysterious land in the infinite land, which is called the Great Wilderness by endless beings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Here, there are hundreds of huge giants, living a primitive life, there are also countless wild beasts, the powerful can roar to smash the mountains and rivers, dominate the land, and there are more alien races, developing a strange civilization.

The human race, very small in this land, is at the bottom of countless alien races and desolate beasts, fighting with the sky and the earth, and guarding a sacred boundary with difficulty.

Beyond the Terran territory, there is an abandoned land, a place of exile for sinners, with countless tribes, struggling in a great deal of danger and living a more primitive life.

At the same time, there are also a large number of sects and countless strong people, on the one hand, suppressing the descendants of these sinners, and on the other hand, protecting the territory of the human race.

The Yang tribe, a not very powerful tribe, with only more than a thousand people, lived in the walls that had been built, and seemed very ordinary among countless tribes.

In the early morning, in a clearing in the center of the tribe, more than 100 children and teenagers sat cross-legged, holding simple but ancient seals in their hands.

Among these children and teenagers, there are two people who stand out, one is a boy of seven or eight years old, and the other is a boy of twelve or thirteen years old with a rare fire spirit body.

And at this moment, there was a strong gathering of heaven and earth essence around them, and the heaven and earth essence qi around the boy was normal white, but the heaven and earth essence around Yang Hao was a little red.

Among them, the boy's name is Luo Shao, the only one with a foreign surname in the Yang tribe, and a few years ago because his biological parents encountered a great enemy of life and death, he could only entrust it to a former comrade-in-arms in the tribe and raise it to this day.

As the morning wore on, the children finished their cultivation and stopped breathing, stood up and stretched their bodies.

That ancient but simple seal was put away, Luo Shao opened his eyes, and the rich heaven and earth essence gathered beside him dispersed, and no one saw that under the placket of Luo Shao's chest, an ancient ring flashed an undetectable halo.

Next to the open space where the children were repairing in the morning, there were some separate places, which were filled with stone locks, weapons, arrow targets, wooden stakes and other objects.

At this time, when the children finished their morning practice, a warrior from a famous tribe appeared, accompanied by three or two, either wielding stone locks to refine their strength, or raising their swords to fight.

The children on the side watched enthusiastically, and some of the older teenagers joined in one after another, and began to learn how to fight under the guidance of the tribal warriors.

Only six or seven children did not join, but left in groups and came to the house belonging to the patriarch not far away.

Among them, there is naturally Luo Shao, and another young man with amazing talent, Yang Hao, who is the patriarch's parent.

In a stone house belonging to the patriarch's courtyard, the seven children were sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, not speaking to each other, and seemed very quiet.

In front of these children, a middle-aged man sat on a wooden chair, looking ordinary, but with an indescribable momentum.

This middle-aged man is Yang Zhan, the patriarch of the Yang tribe, who is powerful, and in his early years, he traveled thousands of miles with his fellow tribes to join the army and fought against foreign races.

At this moment, Yang Zhan's hands were spread out, and there was a thin line in each palm, flowing with halos, which were intertwined with each other at the moment, and finally turned into a strange rune that rose and fell, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

This rune secret power is just a simple ups and downs, as if you can see that there is a flame rising in it, and under the rendering of invisible fluctuations, these children do not have a trace of distraction, and look at it with all their attention.

Suddenly, Yang Zhan whispered, as if he was saying something, but it made the children feel difficult to understand, except for three people, who could understand and understand.

These three naturally have Luo Shao and Yang Hao, as well as another boy who looks only a little younger than Luo Shao.

After a long time, when the rune in front of Yang Zhan was extinguished, several children seemed to wake up from a dream, some showed a sudden look, and some were confused.

"It's a fire rune, now you can try it for yourselves."

Yang Zhan opened his mouth and looked at the children in front of him, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Hearing this, the children stretched out their palms one after another to try.

A halo of light and darkness lit up in the stone house, and several children struggled to control the essence contained in their bodies, and two thin lines appeared in their palms, swirling and intertwining with each other.

But soon, several strange noises spread, and the thin lines they were trying to control collapsed and dissipated into the air in the moment they came into contact with each other.

There was inevitably a little disappointment in his eyes, but soon, Yang Zhan focused all his attention and looked at the three children closest to him.

Airplanes~

Airplanes~

Two strange noises came, and the four thin lines intersected with each other, not collapsing like the others, although they seemed clumsy, they finally turned into two runes.

While the runes were rising and falling, Luo Shao and Yang Hao raised their heads at the same time, with excitement in their eyes, and then they looked at each other with a hint of provocation.

As the two people who are known as the most talented people in the tribe, they naturally have 'competition' with each other, even Luo Shao, who is only seven years old, is not willing to be weaker than Yang Hao, and constantly competes with Yang Hao.

Airplanes~

Suddenly, there was another abnormal sound, and everyone turned their heads to look at it, only to see that the boy, who was slightly younger than Luo Shao, had successfully sketched a rune in the first attempt.

The boy raised his head, his eyes were full of excitement, and then he found that everyone was looking at him, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and the runes in his hand suddenly dissipated.

"Yang Yi, it's really good!"

Luo Shao whispered, and when he saw Yang Yi's eyes, he smiled even more.

In the next two hours, a group of children continued to try to sketch runes, and the three who had already succeeded were working hard to become proficient, hoping to draw the most stable runes in the shortest time.

And Yang Zhan's eyes have been on Luo Shao and the other three.

The Yang tribe is not a real majority, its ability is limited, and it can only cultivate a few people with all its might, and the performance of Luo Shao and the three of them undoubtedly made Yang Zhan the most satisfied, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

When it was close to noon, all the children stopped to draw the runes, and at this time their faces were a little pale, and they seemed to have consumed a lot, but after turning back and meditating for a while, it was not a big problem.

"This is the third type of rune you have learned, and in two months, you must have a basic understanding of runes."

Yang Zhan glanced at the children and said softly; "Runes are a manifestation of the origin of heaven and earth, the more complex the runes, the closer they are to the origin, with unimaginable power, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, flying to the sky and the earth, but all in a thought."

"And in these two months, I have also confirmed the quota this time."

"You should also know that within a radius of more than 1,000 miles, there is a sect called Xuanjian, which opens the mountain gate every ten years, sets tests, and selects disciples."

"And my Yang tribe has limited resources, and in this decade, I can only cultivate three people, so that I can ensure a certain chance of passing the test and becoming a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, and this time the quota belongs to Yang Hao, Luo Shao and Yang Yi!"

Hearing this, except for Luo Shao and the three of them, there was joy in their eyes, but the other four children looked disappointed and depressed.

"Tomorrow night, the three of you will come here once, and for the next period of time, I will not teach you any runes, but I will improve your strength as much as possible."

Yang Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and said; "As for the four of you, in the future, as always, come to me to learn runes, as long as you are dedicated, in the near future, you may not be able to become strong."

Including Luo Shao and the others, the seven children all nodded vigorously, and then left the stone house one after another with Yang Zhan's wave.

"This time the disciple test of the Xuanjian Sect, I will definitely be able to pass, and you, don't waste the resources of the tribe, if you don't have confidence, just quit early, and give the opportunity to others."

As soon as he walked to the door of the courtyard, Yang Hao suddenly spoke, squinting at Luo Shao, and there was a trace of disgust hidden on his immature face.

Hearing this, Luo Shao was naturally angry and said angrily; "The same words will be returned to you, you must know that the Xuanjian Sect only selects two hundred disciples every ten years, you don't want to be compared to me, and then you will return to the tribe alone!"

"That's it, the patriarch said that the arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and if the little brother can't be chosen, you definitely won't have a chance!"

Yang Yi, who had been following Luo Shao, also said angrily, you know, the one he admires the most is Luo Shao.

"You guys~!"

Yang Hao was angry, but before he could say anything, Luo Shao and the two left here.

Looking at Luo Shao's back, a trace of resentment flashed in Yang Hao's eyes that did not belong to what he should have at his age.

In the corner of the tribe, there is an independent courtyard, a fence made of wood, a few stones under a dead tree, two large and one small wooden house.

This is the home where Luo Shao came here at the age of one and lived for six years.

At this moment, an old man in tattered clothes was sitting under a dead tree, and on a boulder in front of him, there were several wooden plates, and three or four vegetarian dishes made of herbs.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

Luo Shao shouted loudly, very happy, although this place is shabby, he still likes it, because there is an old man who loves him the most.

The old man seems to be ordinary and even down-and-out, but he is the patriarch of the tribe, the original name is not remembered by many people, everyone calls him Lao Yang Tou, the youngest, maybe to shout Uncle Yang, because he is such an old man, even older than the patriarch in terms of generation.

"When you're back, let's eat quickly."

The old man raised his head, his cloudy eyes were full of doting, he shook the beast bone cigarette stick in his hand, and beckoned Luo Shao to eat.

A vegetarian dish made of a few herbs exudes a different fragrance, and when eaten in the mouth, there is no need to chew at all, it is turned into a stream of heat into the abdomen.

After the two of them finished eating, they felt a surge of heat in their bodies, and they couldn't say how comfortable they were.

"After eating, go and cultivate, these are decades of old medicines, extremely precious, can help you cultivate."

The old man leaned against the dead tree, urging Luo Shao, and the smile on his face was always there.

Hearing this, Luo Shao pouted and said; "Grandpa, you too, don't scare the sun, cultivate more, otherwise who will use the elixir of immortality I found in the future!"

The old man smiled bitterly and could only nod.

"Silly boy, how can the elixir of life be so easy to find, it only exists in legends, and grandpa's old bones can last for many years, see you become a strong man, marry a wife and have children"

Watching Luo Shao return to the room to cultivate, the old man leaned against the dead tree and whispered to himself, perhaps thinking of the future, seeing the scene of the child marrying a wife and having children, his thin face couldn't help but show a rich smile.

（ps； The author has a problem.,It's been overturning and rewriting.,Let's guarantee it's the last time.,I feel a lot more satisfied than the previous few times,,,, cough cough.,Please forgive me.,It's really the last time to overturn and rewrite!!

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