100,000 mountains, the mountains behind the prairie have been cut off in large chunks, rubble is scattered, and there are ruins, and even birds don't bother to fly over them.

And in such a desolate and cold mountain, a figure of a woman wearing a hat and a white veil quietly walked by.

In a cavern in the middle of the mountain, there was a loud snoring. A little boy of seven or eight years old was lying on the stone platform, sleeping comfortably.

The woman appeared at the entrance of the cave and chuckled, "I've suffered a loss once, and I'm still so careless." ”

So, she walked around. After about an hour, the boy, who was seven or eight years old, sat up with sleepy eyes. He stretched and yawned, and was about to come down when he felt a dark shadow appear out of thin air like a ghost.

He was so frightened that he exclaimed, "Hell!"

One accidentally, rolled off the stone platform.

"Are you alright?" the woman asked, embarrassed.

"No......... It's all right!" the little boy got up and touched his head. He has strong muscles and bones, and a fall will not be a big deal, but he was scared a lot just now.

After all, even he couldn't see how the woman in front of him came about.

Since he said that it was okay, the woman also put her mind at ease, and out of nowhere she conjured two pills, and handed them to the little boy, "I promised you, one can be eaten now, and the other can be eaten when you break through the crystal, remember." ”

"Ah, okay, I see!" the little boy reached out and took it, holding the elixir and looking left and right.

"But this shrine maiden said she wouldn't let me suffer, but what if I always feel like I'm at a loss?" the little boy thought to himself.

However, it has been a few days since his thunder pulp was stolen, and after a good night's sleep, the depression in his heart has almost dissolved, so he doesn't bother to care.

"Then I'll go first!" the woman smiled at the little boy, and the little boy suddenly thought of something....... Wait, wait!"

"What's wrong?" the woman turned her head in confusion.

"That'........ That one........ Can you be my master?" the little boy squirmed, making it really difficult for him to pull down his face and say this.

"Master........? But I don't plan to take in apprentices right now?" replied after a moment's hesitation.

"Wasn't it your apprentice who came to me to steal the thunder pulp before?" the little boy said curiously.

"Isn't it....... Although I guided him in his cultivation, I regarded him more as my friend. The woman pondered for a moment before explaining.

"Can I be your friend, then?" said the little boy, with his hands on his hips.

"Of course you can!" the woman was a little surprised.

"Okay, then we'll be friends today!" said the little boy grinning and holding out his hand.

Seeing this, the woman also smiled softly, stretched out her hand and shook it with him.

"Is that anything else?" the woman asked.

"It's all right!" the little boy seemed happy when he got a new friend, "By the way, where do you live?"

"I live in a shrine in the town in front of me, so I can come and play when I have time. The woman said to the little boy.

"Okay, it's a deal!" the little boy grinned at her.

"If it's okay, I'll go first. The woman looked at the little boy's happy appearance, and somehow there was a little joy in her heart.

"Okay, goodbye, you can come and play with me when you have time. With that, he waved at the woman.

The woman's figure suddenly vanished, just as she had come.

When the woman was gone, the little boy took the pill she had given, put one in a small bag beside him, and then stuffed the other one into his mouth, grunted, and swallowed it.

Suddenly, thunderclouds rolled in the midst of 100,000 mountains, and thunder fell like rain.

"your grandmother, what are you doing all of a sudden?" The young man in the purple bamboo forest was originally practicing, but the aura between heaven and earth suddenly rioted, startling him a lot.

His body turned into the wind, and in an instant he flashed onto a large rock in the prairie. At this moment, an old man with a tender grass in his mouth sat up and stared blankly at the sky.

"I guess this was an opportunity from Miko-sama, right?" muttered the old man.

"Really?" the young man looked puzzled, and secretly said in his heart, "This battle is quite big, that kid is okay, right?"

The thunderstorm lasted for three days before it ended, and the hills behind the prairie were almost flattened, and a little boy sat on a stone platform, his clothes in tatters, panting and breathing.

On the stone platform, blood was sprinkled, and there was a blue thunderbolt flickering in the blood.

After resting for a while, the little boy suddenly roared, and a golden thunderbolt rushed into the sky. The little boy laughed heartily, although he had never seen this kind of golden thunder, he could clearly feel that the power of this golden thunder was far greater than the power of his natal thunder.

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In the center of the 100,000 mountains, there is a mountain that is so big that it feels boundless. The mountains are lush and green, and the flowers are beautiful.

It's just that the strange thing is that there is no demon beast activity in the mountains. On the top of the mountain, there is a lake, and in the middle of the lake, there is a stone tablet, and two words are engraved on the stone tablet - unicorn.

In a space behind the stone stele, it has its own small world, and the clan land of the Qilin Clan, an ancient divine beast race, is in it.

In a cave with the strongest aura in the small world. A huge figure covered in flames suddenly opened its eyes.

"What's the matter, husband?" spoke a beautiful woman, looking in her thirties, her eyes full of charm, and her palms flashing with blue thunder.

"The ancestral land of the clan will be opened soon, and it will be time for our bastard boy to come back. The huge figure covered in flames turned into a tall man in his forties as he spoke.

The man had a pair of fiery eyes, and two flames burned at the corners of his mouth, looking like a beard.

"It's time too!" The middle-aged beauty also sighed slightly, she didn't feel it when the child was by her side before, and since the child ran away from home, she began to miss him.

'I knew I wouldn't have beaten him in the first place,' she was upset. It's just that she was also a little princess in the Phoenix clan before, and she was very arrogant, and if she wanted her to admit her mistake first, it was impossible, and it was indeed her kid who was not good first.

However, her kid is also in the same vein as her, so quarrels are often inevitable.

'If only this temper had been imitated by his father!' she thought more than once, but it was a matter of course, and she couldn't change it if she wanted to.

"Elder Zhang!" the tall man shouted.

After a while, an old man with white hair strode forward, walked up to the tall man, hugged the tall man, lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully, "My lord!"

The old man's body is a Pixiu, and he is also one of the super divine beasts, but compared to the husband and wife in front of him, his bloodline is indeed slightly inferior, but it is also a real crystal demon beast.

Even at his peak, he killed a little grandmaster who had been famous among humans for a long time, and made a great name for his murder.

However, it is not just because of blood that makes a person like him willing to stoop to serve. Because the man in front of him once saved his life, and he is indeed a king, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a generation of masters.

In addition, hundreds of years ago, he traveled with the current patriarch of the dragon clan, and was praised by the human saints as 'invincible under the saints'.

It can be seen that this man's status and strength should not be underestimated. Therefore, this old man is willing to serve his master.

"Go and get my bastard back. The tall man commanded.

"Yes!" the white-haired old man turned around and disappeared.

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The early morning in the town was originally very cold, but today it was unusual, and people from the camp of the mercenary group that did not have a fifth-level martial artist came to visit.

It's just that when those uninvited guests came, the leaders of those mercenary groups carried a bag of gold coins in their hands. It's a pity that the gold coins in the bag are scattered and pitiful.

There was anger and helplessness on their faces, and there was little smile.

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