In the early morning, the air is filled with the smell of grass and trees. The morning breeze blew slightly, and the crystal dew slid down the leaves, dripping on the corner of a young man's clothes. The morning light slowly opened the curtain and came to the world with freshness. The willow tree swayed slightly, and as far as the eye could see, the breath of life was everywhere.

This is an ancient continent, and the ancestors called it the Dragon Continent. The dragon is in the sky, looking down on the dragon forest. The thousand-year-old Imperial Dragon Continent is still "thriving" today. On this ancient continent, there are tens of thousands of fierce birds and beasts. There is such a legend that there is an ancient dragon living on the Dragon Continent, and few people have seen it, if anyone surrenders this dragon, they will become the strongest in the Dragon Continent and dominate the continent. Every year, in order to realize their dreams, people go to the deepest depths of the Dragon Continent to explore, trying to find and conquer this dragon god. But whoever goes in never comes out again. No one knows where they went. I don't know if the dragon god really exists. Gradually, people became afraid, and few people went to that mysterious place again, and people may feel that life is more precious than strength.

Zhulin Village, a small but beautiful village. The village is full of bamboo forests, even outside the village. The manic beasts and the chaotic bamboo forest did not affect the villagers living here in the slightest, and the people still lived every day happily and to the fullest, as if this place would always be so peaceful and quiet.

Guarding the village is a group of Bamboo Guards, a team of dozens of warriors from the village who volunteered. They are responsible for keeping the village safe and going out to hunt for food, and almost all of the combat power of the Bamboo Forest Village is here. They are the guarantee of the safety of the village, all of them are sturdy and strong.

In the distance, a childish slogan sounded in my ears. Looking along the path of the village, next to the big dry well in front of the village, a group of teenagers were practicing hard, probably because of their young age, they did not feel tired at all, and they looked full of energy.

The leader was a man over half a hundred years old. His temples were slightly pale, but his body was very tough. This middle-aged man's name is Dao Tianfeng, the captain of the Bamboo Forest Guard, he is simple and kind, he is deeply loved by the villagers, and his strong martial arts are even more awe-inspiring to others, and the strength of Dao Tianfeng can be said to be the strongest in the entire Bamboo Forest Village, reaching the level of martial arts. As long as he leads the bamboo forest guard to hunt, he will return with a full load, and the children in the village especially worship him. He is the spiritual pillar of Zhulin Village and a respectable hero. Captain Dao is also responsible for training the children in the village. It may be that people are getting older and more childlike, but Dao Tianfeng feels happier with this group of children.

The sunlight gently sprinkled on everything through the faint mist, and the bamboo forest village became even brighter.

"Concentrate!"

Captain Dao waved his arms vigorously and held his breath. Every punch slammed into the air, making a whirring fist sound. The teenagers behind him are not to be outdone, carefully learning every trick of Dao Tianfeng, their ideal is to become a warrior like Dao Tianfeng, or even stronger, who doesn't want to be loved. Although the strength is far from good, it is already very good for this group of children. They practiced intently, sweat dripping down their ears on the grass.

However, there is only one juvenile exception.

The young man with a dogtail in his mouth and a lazy boy under the bamboo, his name was Murong. This young man, who never cared about martial arts, was particularly contemptuous and disgusted by the drill in front of him.

Murong was born in a wealthy family, but when he was born, the world was different, and his mother died when he was born. This event brought an ominous sign to the village. Therefore, it is inevitable that the people in the village will reject him a little.

Murong's father, Mu Zhong, was a powerful warrior who once fought alongside Dao Tianfeng. Until that year, Murong's father did not listen to the dissuasion of others and went to the deepest part of the Dragon Continent alone. There has been no news since. After this incident, Murong's originally withdrawn personality became even worse. He became more and more arrogant, selfish, and arrogant. He misses his father and hates him at the same time. After a long time, Murong has long been numb to it. Captain Dao often came to see him, and the arrogant Murong didn't dare to have any momentum in front of Captain Dao. Captain Dao cares about him the most on weekdays, and day after day, Murong has developed a dependence on Captain Dao, a dependence on his father.

Murong likes to wear a white cloth robe, a pair of black canvas shoes, a knife and a piccolo pinned to his waist, and with his silver hair, the whole person looks very energetic. Especially his eyes, which were as bright as stars. It gives the impression that there is a beautiful starry sky hidden in his eyes.

"Hmph, boring fancy pose, what's the use of just practicing these, in the end it's not a savage warrior. Looking at a group of young men practicing qi and martial arts not far away, Murong sneered. put on a lonely face. Then he jumped up, patted the dew on his clothes, took out the flute on his waist and played with it in the palm of his hand, and turned around to slip away. But before he could take a few steps, he was seen by Dao Tianfeng, who was teaching martial arts not far away.

"Where are you going, Murong boy!" Dao Tianfeng scolded loudly in his rough voice.

The teenagers stopped moving, their eyes turned to Murong's side, and looking at Murong's embarrassed appearance, the teenagers who practiced martial arts burst into laughter. Hearing this laughter, Murong's face turned red in an instant, and he couldn't stand the ridicule of others the most. Murong turned around violently and shouted at Dao Tianfeng, "I'm going to relieve myself!"

"Hahahahaha, look at his appearance. ”

The teenagers who practiced martial arts laughed even louder. Murong's head was buzzing, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to bury himself. Dao Tianfeng's temper also came up.

"You stinky boy, just now you said you had a headache, I told you to rest under the bamboo, and now you have to relieve your hands again. Don't go! Come back!" Dao Tianfeng stomped his foot in anger, and with a bang, the earth trembled slightly. This shock, the teenagers who practiced martial arts put away their smiles. Murong was so frightened when he heard this muffled sound that he ran to Dao Tianfeng, lowered his head, and didn't dare to speak.

"Nowadays, there are often fierce birds and beasts passing by outside the village, and hunting is more difficult than before, and the other children are working hard to cultivate, just you are lazy all day long, and you do nothing. Dao Tianfeng scolded Murong angrily, and then shook his head.

He turned around and looked at the group of teenagers in front of him. "If you don't practice martial arts well, you can't become a qualified warrior. Who will guard Zhulin Village, and how will your ideals be realized?" said Dao Tianfeng with a serious expression. The children dare not come out, although the temper of the captain of the Dao is kind, but the fire is not ordinary. The children know this very well. So in front of Captain Dao, no matter how stubborn a child is, he will be sensible and well-behaved. Murong quietly raised his head, glanced at the Dao Captain, and saw the Dao Captain staring at him viciously, so frightened that he immediately lowered his head again.

"That's it, let's go back. ”

Seeing that Murong knew that he was wrong, Captain Dao's heart softened. With a sigh, he turned back to his place. The other teenagers cast malicious glances at Murong, why should other teenagers be punished if they make mistakes, Murong doesn't need to. The thoughts of complaining passed through the minds of the other teenagers.

Everything is back to normal. Hey. The shouts of the teenagers rang out again. Murong was extremely reluctant to dance with his body, he didn't want to practice these things at all, but what could he do? In the eyes of Captain Dao, there was no difference between not practicing martial arts and not being motivated.

The sun rose slowly, and a blue water bird flew in the sky, shining blue under the illumination of the sun.

"What a beautiful creature." Murong looked at it stupidly, "One day, if I want to leave here, I will be as unrestrained as this bird and explore the outside world." His heart was dark, and his movements slowed down.

"Ahem". Dao Tianfeng coughed and glanced at Murong. Murong came back to his senses in a panic and immediately sped up.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the morning passed.

In the distance, in the direction of the rising sun, a group of people and horses slowly walked towards the front of the village. At the front is a young man about 16 years old, with clear eyebrows, a stilted nose, and short black hair. He rode a brown horse, armed with a gray sword, dressed in a white cloth robe, and tied with a green stripe around his arm. Behind him were dozens of strong-armed bamboo forest guards, dragging several huge beasts.

"Look, Dao Gongzi is back from hunting!" a short boy shouted excitedly.

"What? Brother Wuxi is back?" the other teenagers stopped their movements and looked into the distance. Dao Tianfeng put away his martial arts steps and walked to the children's side. He looked at the sun in the sky, and it was almost noon. Time flies so fast, Dao Tianfeng smacked the stubble on his mouth.

"Alright, that's all for today, let's eat and rest. ”

"Okay!" the children dispersed with a loud shout. Dao Tianfeng unbuttoned his shirt and enjoyed the feeling of the breeze. Murong noticed the terrible scar on Captain Dao's chest and didn't make a sound.

The short-haired young man dismounted, and several children immediately came forward to surround him.

"Brother Wuxi, have you encountered any strange beasts while hunting?" a young man with a snot asked, "Brother Wuxi, did you bring back a sweet snake sweet fruit today?" "yes, tell us the story of the hunt. The children surrounded Dao Wuxi.

Dao Wuxi's face flushed slightly, and he was at a loss, he scratched his head, "This... What to say ... Dao Wuxi looked at the children around him shyly, speechless for a while. When the teenagers wanted to ask further questions, Dao Tianfeng walked over.

"Okay, let's all disperse, your Wuxing brother is tired of hunting, let him rest well, and I'll tell you another day." Dao Tianfeng stepped into the children's team and patted them on the shoulder, with kindness on his face.

"Okay... ”。 With a whisper of loss, the children dispersed. Some still don't forget to look back stupidly, and want to look at Tao Wuxi a few more times. Dao Wuxi scratched his head and giggled there.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work, first carry the food to the big millstone, I will talk to Wuxi and go over after a few words, and we will distribute the food to the people in the village later. Dao Tianfeng said kindly to several strong men in front of him.

"Okay, Captain, you talk first, and we'll put the food over. A big man with only a handful of hair on his head replied as he bowed down. He held his breath, paused, and suddenly lifted a scaly beast behind him.

Good fellow, that beast weighs a thousand pounds, where did he get so much strength. Murong watched in amazement beside him. The big man shook the beast on his back, and the captain nodded and walked towards the village. The others also carried the beast in groups of two or three, and followed closely behind the first big man. The people behind them had some difficulty carrying these behemoths, not as easily as the first warrior.

Dao Tianfeng watched them walk away, and his face became serious. He turned his head and asked anxiously, "Wuxi, have you seen the things I told you?" Dao Wuxi put away his smile, he looked around vigilantly, and then said.

"Father, we set out last night to hunt, and found many birds of prey at night not sleeping at all, but in a manic mood. With a few of us martial arts levels, we can't catch them at all. It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that we met a few exhausted ones that we slaughtered them and carried them back. ”

After hearing this, Dao Tianfeng pursed the stubble on his mouth, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he pondered.

"Anything else?"

"Also, we heard the screams of monsters at night, which we had never heard before, and judging by the sound, the monster was large, but far away. After that, we passed through a patch of woods and bamboo forests that slanted to the east, which was probably the traces left by the beasts when they fled. Dao Wuxi looked at his father's cheek and said.

Dao Tianfeng's eyes became solemn, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with what I thought." In the past few days, I have been awakened by nightmares when I fall asleep, and I always have a bad premonition suppressed in my heart. Dao Tianfeng frowned, staring at a bamboo forest in the distance.

"Father, what's going on?" asked Dao Wuxi anxiously, he had never seen his father, who had always been calm, so uneasy.

Looks like a fierce god has come to us. Dao Tianfeng secretly said.

I thought about it for a moment. Dao Tianfeng regained his mind and buttoned his clothes. He said to Wu Xi, "As far as I guess, there may be a beast king level beast that has come to our realm. Tonight we will convene a meeting of all the fighters, and we will discuss the countermeasures together. We must not allow this monster to step into our village," Wuxi said with a stunned face

"Beastmaster, father, don't be kidding. “

Dao Tianfeng shook his clothes and glanced at him, "Don't you believe your father's words?"

"Wuxi doesn't dare," Wuxi lowered his head. He didn't dare to contradict his father, because he knew that he was far inferior to his father in terms of experience and experience. Dao Tianfeng buttoned his shirt and turned around and walked towards the village. only to find that Murong, a stinky boy, was standing behind him and almost bumped into each other.

"You stinky boy, when are you hiding behind me? Don't you let you go?" Dao Tianfeng's eyes widened, and he stared at Murong viciously.

"No,,, it's not like this, I ,,, I just want to hear it" Murong panicked, he was afraid that Captain Dao would teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, Captain Dao just patted him on the shoulder, the hideousness on his face dissipated, and he said with a kind smile

"Don't talk nonsense about today, your father told me when he left that he wanted to train you to be a powerful warrior. You're not like anyone else, Murong boy. After speaking, Dao Tianfeng's hand slipped down, nodded Murong's right arm in a gesture, and then walked towards the village.

Murong froze there in a daze, how could Captain Dao know about my father? What happened when he clicked on my right arm just now? Murong was a little dazed, but he couldn't guess anything now when he was usually smart. Suddenly, as if he understood something, he suddenly rolled up his sleeves, and a black Mu character was printed on Murong's arm, and Murong stared at it for a long time. Could it have something to do with this? But this one was born with me, and my father told me that this was a sign of my identity, could it be that there was another meaning in this? What is it? Layers of questions echoed in Murong's mind, and he didn't know how to find the answer. At this moment, a shout came from my ears.

"Brother Murong, go back to the village and divide the meat, it's too late. Brother Wuxi waved his hand at Murong in the distance.

Murong came back to his senses and saw that the two Dao captains had already walked far away. When it comes to eating, all the doubts just now linger in my mind.

"Wait for me!" Murong spread his legs and chased after him.

- ENDS