"This classmate, I see that your five elements are short of soil! Oh, it's still very lacking!"

Zuo Tianhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, a wry smile appeared on his face, and the memories before crossing over came to an abrupt end here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And in the past three years, he has lived a completely different life from before.

He no longer gets out of bed every morning and goes to sleep in the classroom in a groggy state. Instead, he is desperately refining his body, striving to gain a foothold in this world of ancient warriors!

In Zuo Tianhe's opinion, the strength of those ancient warriors does not lie in the fact that they can fly to the sky and smile proudly. Instead, they can protect their families from being oppressed by others!

It's been three years since he came here, and although Zuo Tianhe is silent, he is full of estrangement and discomfort from this world. However, he was able to feel his father's deep expectations and love for him very strongly.

In order not to disappoint him, Zuo Tianhe's cultivation became more and more diligent, but his heart became more and more desperate and confused.

Above average qualifications, without any peculiarities, Zuo Tianhe is like looking for light in the endless dark night, and he often feels that he is completely doing useless work.

This is the Murong family's yellow-level cultivation ground, and it is full of teenagers who are less than the third layer of the Forgetful Body Realm, among which the sixteen-year-old Zuo Tianhe looks mediocre and ordinary.

Here, everyone is exercising their bodies every day in a boring and repetitive way, which can be described as extremely boring. But if it weren't for his grandfather, who was the fourth master of the Murong family, he wouldn't be qualified to stay here.

Everyone was quietly striding their horses, but a figure walked over slowly. It was a middle-aged man who was less than forty years old, and Zuo Tianhe recognized him as a teacher of the Murong family.

"Murong Yuxuan, come out!"

Suddenly out of the crowd came a beautiful and refined girl, she was an orphan adopted by the eldest grandmother of the Murong family half a year ago, and it had been less than three months to accompany their group of teenagers to cultivate together.

"With your qualifications, it's a waste to stay here. The family decided to directly let you go to the Xuan-level cultivation ground and continue to cultivate!"

There was an uproar in the field, everyone was envious, and they were even more shocked by Murong Yuxuan's qualifications!

Zuo Tianhe's face suddenly became ugly. His qualifications are not bad, but he has been practicing day and night for three years, and he has not dared to relax a bit, but now he has only reached the first level of the Forgetfulness Realm.

And Murong Yuxuan, who just hurriedly joined here, in less than three months, she could directly go to the third layer of the Forget Body Realm to use the Xuan-level martial arts training ground!

A group of people gathered in front of Murong Yuxuan, called congratulations, but in fact, they were pulling the relationship. At the age of more than ten years, they already have a lot of scheming, and this Murong Yuxuan is really a demon who can only make people stutter, but can't rise to jealousy.

"Zuo Tianhe, I'm waiting for you in the Xuan-level martial arts training ground. If you work so hard, you will definitely get something!"

No one expected that Murong Yuxuan, who was like a moon in the stars, would take the initiative to comfort Zuo Tianhe, who was always silent in the crowd.

Many people blink subconsciously, almost suspecting that they are hallucinating.

But Zuo Tianhe nodded lightly and didn't spit out a word.

It didn't take long, and the morning's cultivation was over. There is no teaching today, and most of the people are lazy, or excitedly talking about Murong Yuxuan's qualifications and appearance.

Zuo Tianhe, who had silently tempered his body alone, took the practice uniform in his hand, and he didn't bother to go to dinner with those Murong family disciples, with a gloomy face, he strode towards his residence.

"Cut! Just by him, he is also jealous that others can enter the Xuan-level martial arts training field, and he is also worthy!"

The teenagers in the field immediately ridiculed him dissatisfiedly, and then left him behind. What people pay most attention to is always themselves. No one will always ridicule a person who has nothing to do with him.

Zuo Tianhe turned around the cultivation ground, and suddenly saw four or five children surrounded by a rockery in front of him.

The so-called children are actually Zuo Tianhe's peers. Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys have been tempering their bodies since they were children, even if they are compared to adults, they are actually not the same.

But Zuo Tianhe and the two worlds are human beings, and when they look at them, they really look at them like children. It is even more impossible for him to talk to a group of children and make friends.

"Take out the elixir, do you want us to do it ourselves?"

A darkened teenager smirked disdainfully, and he was gently patting a little boy's cheek.

Zuo Tianhe knew that the child's name was Du Feng, and he was only twelve years old today. A year ago, his father, who was the Murong family's bodyguard, died fighting for the family. The family let him follow these Murong family disciples to boil their bodies together.

Du Feng's eyes flashed with tears of grievance, and a twelve-year-old child may not know much. But he knew that the small bottle of quenching was bought by his father with his life. He knows even more that it is his and his mother, and they will not be bullied in the future, the only hope.

"Smack!"

A young man who was anxious couldn't help but slap him, and cursed impatiently in his mouth.

"You little bastard......, you still dare to be in a daze?

Du Feng stood stupidly, holding the bottle of elixir tightly in his small hand, refusing to hand it over, nor daring to run away, or even daring to move more.

"Hey!"

Zuo Tianhe shook his head helplessly, he wanted to take care of this matter!

He knew such things, that is, children playing with each other. Adults are not easy to manage, and children are afraid of causing trouble. And if he comes out, he really doesn't know how to deal with the aftermath.

However, there are some things, since they are so unlucky to be encountered by themselves, you can't pretend not to see them, right?

"Zuo Tianhe, what are you going to do?"

When those teenagers saw Zuo Tianhe coming over, they couldn't help frowning a little. Zuo Tianhe had no friends among his peers, and he was not a genius in cultivation, let alone valued by any elder in the family. However, his hard work in cultivation is visible to everyone.

"What are you going to do?"

As soon as Zuo Tianhe stretched out his hand, he pulled Du Feng over. He subconsciously rubbed the top of Du Feng's head, and then waved his hand to signal him to leave.

"Brother Zuo, you ......"

"Let's go!"

Zuo Tianhe stepped forward and protected Du Feng behind him, and with his scolding, the tears that Du Feng had always refused to shed in his eyes finally slipped down.

Seeing Du Feng go away, these teenagers were immediately furious, and they had not many scruples, but they were all left behind.

"You're looking for a fight!"

The young man in the lead shouted to embolden himself, and he swung his angry punch.

Du Feng hadn't gone far yet, Zuo Tianhe had already fought with them.

At their age, they were all still working in the yellow-level cultivation ground, and none of them had begun to learn any martial arts. All that is fought is the body and courage.

However, what is more important is the mentality, Zuo Tianhe is much bigger than them psychologically after all. Although he was outnumbered, received more punches, and was more seriously injured, his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

"Bang!"

In the chaotic battle, Zuo Tianhe's shot gradually lost its proportion. He didn't care about it, and kicked a young man directly in the heart, and immediately kicked the other party out of breath.

"Ahh

A young man with blood on his face suddenly shouted in panic.

It seemed to be fierce, but in fact it was just a chaotic battle, and it suddenly stopped.

"Shut up! Xiao Wu is fine! Zuo Tianhe, count yourself lucky today! You wait, Young Master Qiang won't let you go!"

The dark-skinned young man in the lead covered his companion's mouth, and they actually took the initiative to retreat.

As soon as Zuo Tianhe turned around, he realized that the movement they made had alarmed many Murong family disciples, and they rushed over to check.

Zuo Tianhe's face has always had no expression. He straightened his spine and walked silently towards his abode.

The so-called Qiang Young Master is the grandson of the second master of the Murong family, and he is also the only one who is still stranded in the yellow-level cultivation ground.

However, this person was two years older than Zuo Tianhe, and he also had the cultivation of the second layer of the Forgetful Body Realm! Knowing that he had caused this trouble, Zuo Tianhe's heart suddenly sank.

Thinking that he might cause unnecessary trouble to his father, he was even more upset.

"Zuo Tianhe?"

The familiar call actually seemed a little erratic, and Zuo Tianhe strode forward as if he hadn't heard it. As soon as he returned to his room, he fell to the ground.

Before, he was afraid that his father would worry, so he had been protecting his face just now, but he was hit in the back of the head and hit a lot of black punches!

In a daze, Zuo Tianhe suddenly found that he had appeared in a hazy space.

In that space, all sides were shrouded in mist, and there was only a piece of black land one meter square, which was placed there abruptly, as if waiting for its owner!

Zuo Tianhe only felt that his body, fluttering and spending a long time of effort, then reluctantly stood on the black land.

Then, he froze there. Not because he found anything, but suddenly he realized that he didn't seem to have anything to do.

Even if it's a dream, you can't just stand here in a daze.

Just when he was inexplicable, there was an extra spirit grass in his hand! Zuo Tianhe didn't care, what was it, anyway, he was bored, and he actually reached out to touch the black soil on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the soil was so loose that it was scary, and even Zuo Tianhe just moved his mind, and before his hand really touched the soil, the black soil separated left and right on its own.

Zuo Tianhe laughed, planted the spirit grass in the pit he dug, and he covered the soil again.

But in the next moment, this spirit grass actually grew wildly.

At the same time, Zuo Tianhe only felt that the sky was shaking, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to know that it was Nan Ke a dream just now.

But in his hand, he really held a spirit grass!