Besides, among Yan Qingxing's group of people, there was a tall thin man with a gloomy face, and he hurriedly came to the middle-aged man and said: "May I ask your surname, your son is so powerful, you must also be a master, come on, let's compare one-on-one!"

The middle-aged man was helpless for a while, so he had to kneel down with red ears and said: "I just brought my three sons out to open my eyes, the little baby is not sensible, the master must not be surprised, I am a crop man in the shed village, named Wang Zhongcheng, just an ordinary man, not a monk, how dare to do something with the master, I kowtow to the master, I admit my mistake to the master on behalf of my son!"

In the eyes of a mortal who has not yet awakened the Soul of the Inscription, a monk like Yan Qingxing who is in the Soul Realm is already a master!

Yan Gongzi in the sedan chair saw Wang Zhongcheng kneeling on the ground, so he thought about borrowing the slope to get off the donkey, if he taught an ordinary man in front of everyone, or grabbed this six or seven-year-old baby, it would be the face of their Yan family.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingxing snorted coldly in the sedan chair and said, "Let's go!" Then, the Yan family turned around and left.

And the bald man named Ming Zhen happily hugged Wang Linsan and left after hugging him, and left a promise that if anything happened in Sanyang City, he could go directly to Ming's house to find him.

Besides, Wang Zhongcheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the crowd had dispersed, and he didn't care about continuing to teach his son, so it was the right thing to leave this wrong place quickly, and walked away quickly with his three sons.

Just when Wang Zhongcheng left, no one noticed that in the tavern, a burly strong man was sitting in the window seat drinking slowly, and from time to time he looked coldly at the direction of Wang Zhongcheng's departure outside the window, his eyes flashing brightly.

"This little doll is so good, at a young age, it is already a cultivation in the first realm of Mingling, it seems that the human race has produced an immortal genius! If we can't find a person with a bloodline inheritance, our clan is in danger!" a hoarse voice of self-talk came from the burly man's mouth.

It's just that this burly man is dressed in a big coat and has long hair covering his face, which makes it impossible to see what kind of character he is.

If there is a top master of the human race here, he will definitely be able to find out that this person is full of evil and fierce aura, and he is definitely not an ordinary human race......

At this moment, Wang Zhongcheng took his three sons all the way to avoid the people of the Yan Gongzi family not being relenting, after all, Wang Linsan seemed to have provoked Yan Gongzi, who dared to guarantee that the children of these families would be repaid if they did not look at it?

Wang Zhongcheng felt that it would be safe to leave Sanyang City and return to the shed village as soon as possible, and it would be impossible for that Yan Gongzi to send someone to find trouble in the shed village!

In order to rush back to the shed village as soon as possible, the herbs in the baggage were not sold today, and when he came out of the city, Wang Zhongcheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. There were no words all the way, and two days later, the father and son finally returned to the shed village.

In fact, the eldest Wang Lin Bao and the second Wang Lin Bei have been in and out of Sanyang City many times, but the youngest son Wang Linsan can't leave the land within a hundred miles of the shed village before he was five years old, according to the instructions of the Qingguang man.

After Wang Lin was three or five years old, Wang Zhongcheng took his youngest son out of the shed village for the first time, although he encountered a little twists and turns in Sanyang City, but he was finally safe.

Wang Zhongcheng believes that as long as he does not disobey the man's will, one day, he will know the answer, including the true origin of San'er and the identity of the Qingguang man!

I don't know why, in the past two days, the sound of tiger roaring can always be heard in the mountains and forests on the left side of the village. The mountains and forests on the left and right sides of the village are just two large branches of the Huamai Mountains, and real beasts like tigers do not usually live in the branches.

The people in the village were quite nervous, hoping that the tiger would not come into the village, for fear that the old and young women and children in the village would be frightened or harmed.

The more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

In the evening, a huge tiger appeared outside the village, with yellow and black tiger skin, white eyes, and a roaring sound that shook the sky.

The middle-aged people in the village gathered urgently, but the families were too scattered to gather more people in a short period of time.

At that time, Wang Linsan and the eldest brother and the second brother were playing at the head of the village, and before Wang Zhongcheng and his group arrived, a big tiger was already standing a hundred meters in front of the three brothers.

The three brothers were also so frightened that they trembled, and the second brother Wang Linbei was even so frightened that he peed his pants, after all, a seven-year-old child, where had he ever faced such a fierce beast.

The big tiger stopped for a moment, quickly accelerated, and rushed towards the three brothers, a distance of 100 meters, in an instant!

The eldest brother and the second brother were already frightened to the ground, and in the panic, Wang Linsan instinctively swung his small right fist, and punched the huge tiger head that jumped in the air and was about to pounce.

Incredibly, Wang Linsan's punch smashed the tiger's head to pieces, and the three-zhang-sized tiger body suddenly fell softly to the ground.

It seems to be easy to smash the tiger's head with one punch!

Looking at the dead tiger on the ground, and then at his right fist, Wang Linsan still felt like a dream, and was stunned for a while.

However, the scene just now, Wang Zhongcheng and a group of middle-aged men in the village who happened to be rushed over really saw it, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

A tiger, killed in the hands of a five-year-old child, and hit the hardest head of the tiger's body, the so-called "copper head, iron tail, cotton waist", is talking about the physical characteristics of the tiger, the tiger's head is the hardest, still difficult to beat the five-year-old child's bare hands!

If it were them, let alone a single tiger, even if it was seven or eight strong men, if there was no well-designed hunting method, they would not be able to customize this big tiger.

On weekdays, the people of the shed village go into the mountains to hunt, mostly hares, pheasants, wild boars, etc. as the main prey, if one day hunts tigers, leopards, bears and other beasts, the villagers will gather to watch and admire, because to capture this kind of beasts, in addition to exquisite hunting skills, but also need courage, courage, luck!

Wang Zhongcheng stepped forward quickly, took Wang Linsan's right hand and looked at it again, but did not find any injuries, the tense nerves finally relaxed, and he was so excited that he hugged his little son in his arms, unwilling to let go.

All the strong men also rushed over, this little hand of Lala Wang Linsan, and the one who touched his head, they were all embarrassed and emotional.

After the tiger fighting incident, everyone in the shed village thought that the baby that Wang Zhongcheng picked up in the Huatai Mountains five years ago was different from ordinary people, if he entered the monk sect and worshiped an orthodox famous teacher, he might also become a master of the Yuanqing Kingdom in the future, and when the time comes, the entire kingdom will know that Wang Linsan is from the shed village, maybe it will follow in the future!

For the discussion in the village, Wang Zhongcheng knows best in his heart, with the guidance of the mysterious Qingguang man, San'er has been taking milky white liquid and yellow gelatinous matter for several years, he may not have much problem getting ahead at sunrise, at least he will live better than the people of the shanty village! But how much he can achieve, he has no bottom in his heart, after all, he doesn't know who the Qingguang man is and what his ability is?

That night, Wang Zhongcheng saw the mysterious blue man again, but it was still in a dream.

The Qingguang man said: "I already know that the nameless boy boxed the tiger, it was just a beast with no wisdom, and it was nothing. But it doesn't matter, even if you encounter a spirit beast, as long as the grade is not too high, with the strength of the Nameless Son's current Ming Spirit Realm, it is enough to deal with it easily. ”

If the beasts of the Mingtian Continent open the spiritual intelligence, they are called spirit beasts, there are land spirit beasts and water spirit beasts, they can absorb the essence of heaven and earth and take the treasures of heaven and earth and advance, according to the strength of the spirit beasts to divide the level, from low to high: first-grade spirit beasts, second-grade spirit beasts, third-grade spirit beasts...... Up to the highest nine-rank spirit beast.

The grades of these spirit beasts are roughly the same as those of human monks, for example, the first-grade land spirit beast is equivalent to the human monk's Mingfu realm, the second-grade land spirit beast is equivalent to the second realm of the inscription, and the third-grade land spirit beast is equivalent to the third realm of the Mingling spirit...... And so on.

The higher the grade of the spirit beast, the more heaven and earth essence qi its beast treasure contains, and the beast treasure is like a container for storing the essence of heaven and earth, which is related to the strength and grade of the spirit beast.

Listening to the words of the Qingguang man, Wang Zhongcheng was even more confused, his youngest son Wang Linsan, that is, the unknown son in the mouth of the Qingguang man, has not cultivated since he was a child, how can he have such strength?

The Ming Spirit Realm is the third great realm that monks enter. Wang Zhongcheng is just an ordinary man, and he doesn't know the division of the realm of monks, but in his mind, all cultivators who awaken their souls are high-ranking figures, and ordinary people cannot be compared with monks, and this concept is deeply rooted in Wang Zhongcheng's heart.

The Qingguang man obviously saw Wang Zhongcheng's doubts, smiled and said, "Do you know what the things you give to the nameless son every day?"

That milky white liquid was actually made by the liquefaction of the essence of heaven and earth in the Mingtian Continent, and it was a good thing that ordinary monks could hardly see. The yellow gelatinous substance is the origin essence of the yellow wax tree, which cannot be found in the Mingtian Continent at all. ”

"The nameless son has a different talent, a special physique, and the benefits of the two treasures for several years, it is reasonable to reach the current realm. It's just that the nameless boy has reached the age of five, and these two things are not of much help to him now, so he can give up taking them. In addition, although the eldest and second sons of Ru Zhi cannot be compared with the unknown son, they have also taken these treasures, although the amount is not much, it is important to persist for a long time, and he will awaken his soul every day, and he will be able to achieve something on the way to cultivation. Qingguang man continued.

The five-year-old master of the Ming Ling Realm, I'm afraid no one will believe it when he says it!

In the ordinary spirit family, the Ming Spirit Realm is already at the elder level in the family, and even the head of some spirit families is just that.