Chapter 8: What the Source Did

The surging spiritual power overflowed from Zhou Sheng's fingertips, and then it burrowed into the body of the golden scale, wandering in the meridians in his body, and suddenly, Zhou Sheng seemed to have discovered something, and his expression became wonderful.

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"Elder Wind, something is wrong······ An anxious cry rang out outside the Breeze Garden.

"Cheng Yi, why are you so flustered?" came the voice of the wind curtain in the Qingfeng Garden.

"Elder Zhou is making trouble with Pharmacist Xue in the martial arts arena, I'm worried that he will embarrass Pharmacist Xue!

Feng Muzhi's face changed suddenly, and he turned his head sharply, and said to the young man who was meditating on the side: "You cultivate hard first!

The young man sitting on the ground is as beautiful as a crown of jade, and his skin is like condensation, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, his eyebrows are full of heroism, and his white robe and body show his free and elegant.

After finishing speaking, Feng Muzhi pushed open the door, left Cheng Yi behind, and hurried to the martial arts arena.

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"Xue Baishou, I thought that this child had nothing to do with you, but after I checked the meridians on this child's body, I was suspicious. ”

Zhou Sheng's gaze left the golden scales, and he looked at Xue Baishou with a puzzled expression on his face.

"This can't be your child, right?"

Xue Baishou frowned, and his expression was indifferent: "How can Elder Zhou say this." ”

"This kid inherited your talent, he was born a waste, all the meridians in his body are blocked, and he can't cultivate at all. Zhou Sheng shouted loudly at the top of his voice, his words seemed to be just for Xue Baishou alone, but in fact he was for everyone present.

"What! Born with blocked meridians! This father and son are really funny, they obviously can't cultivate, and they even take the stage to bring humiliation on themselves, it's really embarrassing to throw it to grandma's house, haha······"

"I thought I was wasteful enough, but I didn't think there was anything more wasteful than me, haha! I finally felt a little better, it turned out that I wasn't the most wasted waste. ”

"It's so pitiful, I can't cultivate. ”

"If you can't cultivate, you will be embarrassed on stage, you really don't want to be embarrassed. ”

"Haha, this can be regarded as a special physique! After all, it is rare to be born with blocked meridians throughout the body. ”

"Haha, people with slow cultivation, low talent, and low bloodline level can be regarded as geniuses in front of him!"

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There was a lot of discussion in the ring, and the appearance of the golden scales was more sensational than those talented teenagers before.

Whether it was the teenager who came to take the entrance test, or the parents who accompanied him, they were talking about Golden Scale at the moment, and from time to time they moved their eyes to him, and their eyes were nothing more than ridicule, pity, sadness, excitement, and disdain······

Golden Scale looked at the noisy crowd below, and the unbearable insult came from his ears, this familiar scene brought back the painful memories that had long been sealed by him.

When the entire Heavenly Wolf Clan gathered together to test his cultivation talent, Jin Liang was about eight years old at that time, and he was very young, but he secretly vowed that he would become a strong man like his father in his mother's mouth.

But the words of the Great Elder made him fall into an ice cellar and pushed him into the abyss of loneliness.

"This son's whole body is blocked by meridians, and he can't cultivate in this life. The Great Elder's voice was like a verdict, pronouncing the life of the golden scale.

At that time, the Sirius people with all kinds of pupils around them were exactly the same as those of you here today, and that kind of look made Jin Liang feel pain, inferiority, and despair from the bottom of his heart.

Since the Great Elder's verdict was announced, the young men of the Sirius Clan, who had been willing to frolic with the Golden Scales, have also stayed away from the Golden Scales since then, because they are unwilling to be with the waste humans

Playing together, they think it's a loss of identity.

Those elders of the Celestial Wolf Clan who approached the Golden Scale because of the wolf queen, no one was willing to give the Golden Scale a kind smile after that, because they knew that the Golden Scale had no future to speak of, and even if there were, in the future, the Golden Scale would be just a humble ant that could not be more humble, no different from the three-inch mustard grass in the mountains.

The Great Elder's attitude towards the Golden Scales began to change after that.

Only the Wolf Queen, Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi are willing to spend more time and love with Jin Scale, even if Jin Scales can't cultivate and has no future, they still treat him as always.

In the later time, the wolf queen gave Golden Scale meticulous care, and patiently told Golden Scale about the beautiful world outside every day.

Xiao Ling wasted his cultivation to play with Jin Scale, because he wanted his brother to be happy, and he wanted his brother to no longer be sad and depressed, and he hoped to warm his brother's lonely heart.

Since then, the ambition in Goldscale's heart has faded, and all he wants is to leave this unhappy place with his brother and mother one day, and go with them to see the beautiful world outside.

But when the golden scales left, he was horrified to find that they were all the same, everything was the same, and nothing had changed.

Those identical eyes unraveled the long-sealed memories of Golden Scale, uncovered his scabbed scar, and made Golden Scale feel painful.

"Why? Why?" the golden scales shouted at the crowd as they watched the noisy crowd and the gossip that rushed to their faces like waves, leaving tears of heartbreak.

"Kids. Xue Baishou no longer paid attention to the smug Zhou Sheng, and bent down to hug the tearful boy tightly, this kind of pain, he understood better than anyone else, because once upon a time, Xue Baishou was also tortured like today's boys.

"I'm getting out of here, Mother, I'm going to my Mother. The golden scale was like a demon, frantically breaking free from Xue Baishou's embrace, he couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to endure this strange gaze and countless gossip.

"Wait, you want to leave?" Zhou Sheng stood in front of Jin Scale, and said with a gloomy face: "The elders of Tianfeng Academy who are teasing them like this, come and leave as soon as they say, do you still take me and Tianfeng Academy in your eyes?"

"Get out of the way. The golden scales went on a rampage, ignoring it, and landed on Zhou Sheng's abdomen to push him away.

"Get the hell out of here. Zhou Sheng was furious, and he raised his foot to kick Jin Scale.

Xue Baishou didn't expect Zhou Sheng to be so shameless, not to mention bullying the small, and even shot directly in front of everyone.

Xue Baishou stepped forward, blocked in front of the golden scales, clenched his fists and was about to fight back, and then a flash of spiritual power flashed, blasting away Zhou Sheng's leg that was about to fall.

"Zhou Sheng!" The earth-shattering anger of the wind curtain sounded, and then the whole person turned into a streamer and fell directly on the ring.

"In front of so many people, attacking a child, do you want my Tianfeng Academy to become a big bully and become a laughing stock for sealing the Demon City?"

"Wind Curtain, in front of so many people, do you want to protect this little beast and Xue Baishou who are teasing Tianfeng Academy?" the pain in his leg made Zhou Sheng grin as he looked at Wind Curtain and roared.

Golden Scale shouted heartbreakingly, "I'm not a little brute!"

"You dare to talk back!" Zhou Sheng was furious and slapped his palm at the golden scales.

"Smack!" The wind curtain waved his hand and knocked Zhou Sheng's hand back, and his face was instantly gloomy to the extreme: "Isn't it too big enough?

"The ······ of the Wind Curtain" Zhou Sheng withdrew his almost numb arm, and the three words of the wind curtain popped out from between his teeth.

Zhou Sheng! Others are afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you! If you want face! Leave as soon as possible! At least you can save a little face, if not, I'll let you roll off this ring!"

Zhou Sheng's face changed slightly, the most terrifying strength of Tianfeng Academy is the Wind Curtain, if it is really a battle, I am afraid that a hundred Zhou Sheng will not be the opponent of the Wind Curtain, but if he is soft under the noses of so many people, what kind of face does he, the acting dean, have?

Zhou Sheng didn't want to leave, let alone be knocked out of the ring by the wind curtain, no matter what choice he made, he would definitely lose face today, but just when he was struggling in his heart, a turning point appeared.

"Look at the heavens. There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Just after that voice sounded, both the crowd under the ring and the people in the ring all looked up at the sky in unison, and after seeing the slowly falling thing, everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

"It's a spirit paper message! It seems that something terrible has happened in Kyushu. Someone speculated.

"Spirit paper communication?" the wind curtain frowned, his face puzzled.

Xue Baishou looked at the densely falling spirit paper, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: It seems that what happened to that matter, it is going to be decided today, thinking of this, Xue Baishou subconsciously hugged the golden scales in his arms.

The spirit paper is special, it can sense the spiritual power in the monk's body, and transmit the information that the user wants to convey to each monk, and it is precisely because of this that whenever there is a major event in Kyushu, the major sects will use this method to announce Kyushu.

"Let me see what happened?" Zhou Sheng couldn't wait, stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly at the sky, and a piece of spirit paper accelerated down and flew towards Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng took the spirit paper, but before he knew the information recorded on the spirit paper, he was stopped by the two golden characters on the sign.

"Source, source, source!"

Zhou Sheng's unbelievable voice made everyone's hearts beat wildly, the Yuan Clan! That is the first clan in Kyushu! What kind of valuable information is it worthy of them to tell Kyushu, curiosity drives everyone, but unfortunately they are not strong enough, so they can only wait quietly for the spirit paper to fall.

After hearing the word Yuan, a cold light flashed under the eyes of the wind curtain, but it only lasted for an instant and disappeared, and no one noticed.

The golden scales who washed their faces with tears seemed to be attracted by the word 'source clan' at this moment, because the word 'source clan' had been constantly mentioned by the wolf clan since he could remember, and just yesterday, the monk of the source clan descended on the Demon Sealing Mountain Range, and it was because of this that the golden scales were separated from the wolf queen and others.

The source clan is a descendant of the gods, and the word 'source clan' alone is enough to shock people's hearts, and the huge Tianfeng Academy, with thousands of people, are all immersed in shock at the moment, and they can't come back to their senses for a long time, only Xue Baishou has a calm expression.

"The original No. 1 Warcraft race in Kyushu - the Sky Wolf Clan, because of following the ghost clan, stirring up the situation in Kyushu, disrupting the order of Kyushu, and killing the Kyushu Terran, the source clan in order to protect the peace of the Kyushu Terran, has killed all the Warcraft of the Sky Wolf Clan in the Fengxun Prefecture Sealing Demon Mountain Range yesterday. Zhou Sheng came back to his senses and read out the message on the spirit paper.

"It can uproot the No. 1 Warcraft race in Kyushu!

"It turns out that the earth-shattering battle in the Sealing Demon Mountain Range yesterday was done by the Source Clan!"

"So strong, worthy of being a descendant of God!"

"I'm afraid that in Kyushu today, only the Source Clan is willing to put the Kyushu Terran first and wipe out all threats at any cost. ”

Not only the Tianfeng Academy, not only the Fengxun Prefecture, but the monks of the entire Kyushu were not hesitating to praise the Yuan Clan at this moment, singing about this great race.

"Woo, woo, woo..." Jin Liang was covered by Xue Baishou's mouth, and the helpless tears seemed to burst the embankment, and at this moment, he finally understood how miserable it was to have nothing, and how painful it was to lose everything.