Xiaoxiang City, a famous city through the ages, has a long history and cannot be traced back to its beginning. Around the city wall, countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds left traces, but no matter how fierce the battle, they could not destroy this fortified city made of immortal phoenix soil. For this city, a veil of mystery is covered.

In the change of the prefecture, Xiaoxiang City has become the capital of various prefectures several times. However, all the gates of the mansion with Xiaoxiang City as the capital were all folded early, as if there was some curse in the dark. Many people did not believe in this legend, but when they were finally defeated, they did.

Today's Xiaoxiang City is no longer as prosperous as it was when it was the capital of the city, but there are still more than 8 million households in the city today. It played a pivotal role in the entire shogunate.

It was the height of summer, the scorching sun, the scorching afternoon sun, even hotter, the heat was unbearable, and it was impossible to find a place to escape the heat. The restless heart urges me to always do something impulsive.

You don't know how far this impulsive thing will go.

In an ordinary street in Xicheng District, Xiaoxiang City, under the thousand-year-old banyan tree, a group of people in splendid costumes are beating a chubby child.

It's just a child's play, which is no big deal, however, there are many people around them, and the water surrounding this place is impassable, and from time to time they begin to point out the "rivers and mountains". It just so happens that distraction is also the best way to deal with the scorching heat, even if you are sweating hot, you still don't feel it.

The reason is simple, those who wear fancy clothes don't belong here, but they love to come here. In their eyes, the entire Xicheng District is a place where they can do whatever they want. Mockery was written on their immature faces.

"There's a lot of meat, and it's comfortable to fight!" said one of the children, dressed in snow-white brocade, smiling heartily.

The chubby child's face was blue and purple, and he looked very pitiful. Many people have compassion. But the people around him just watched and ignored it.

There is no way, these children have children from official eunuchs, children of major repair families, and the most inferior ones are also the sons of rich families, not that ordinary people like them can afford to mess with.

"I just recently cultivated a Heavenly Wound Fist, I don't know how powerful it is, I can just try the power!" said the eldest child with a venomous smile.

Four of the five children in fancy costumes were monks, the eldest was ten years old, dressed in a purple and red robe, with a bit of dusty temperament, named Taki Lin, who was the youngest son of a major cultivator, and the youngest was a child wearing white brocade, the youngest son of a great official in Xiaoxiang City, who was now five years old, and had just entered the cultivation gate, and was considered a quasi-monk.

"Ah......h

The screams like killing pigs echoed through the mile-long alley. At this time, the big fat man was already four or five meters away from the five people. Paralyzed on the ground, convulsing, it was obvious that this punch was difficult for him to resist.

Unbridled laughter ensued.

"I only used three points of strength, I really can't help fighting!" Takibayashi sneered mercilessly.

The fat boy is now twelve years old and a monk. is bigger than everyone else, and the strength on his body is also great, and if he really fights, these people may not be able to beat him. But I just can't fight back. Holding back his anger, he swallowed in his stomach.

"Alas!" many people couldn't help but sigh, it was obvious that these people might have the same experience, sighing for the big fat man. But that's all they can say.

"Oh, that's good!" the three children complimented in unison

"Brother Taki Lin, I want to learn it too, let your father teach me!" The youngest child looked very envious, revealing a pair of cute little tiger teeth, and seemed to like this day of hurting fists.

"Mao Mao, my father is trying to take you as an apprentice, but I don't know if your father is willing!"

"Yes, yes, if I say it, my father will say yes!" the little boy looked very angry.

Although there is no clear hierarchy in Xiaoxiang City, it has been clear in people's hearts: officials, cultivators, merchants, and people. No one can shake the arrangement of the four ranks. The so-called repair, of course, is an overhaul. The entire Xicheng is almost full of cultivators, but their treatment is similar to that of mortals.

"Mao Mao, I also learned a one-handed boxing technique, called Earth Crack Fist. Why don't you see how powerful it is?" The person who spoke was the eldest of the five, now nine and a half years old, dressed in a big red robe, extraordinarily festive, coupled with a playful appearance, giving people an extra affinity, the youngest son of a big official, but obviously not as big as Mao Xiong's father's official position, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to win over.

"Okay, okay!" The little kid said in a commanding tone as if he had eaten a pistachio, "Stand up quickly and let Brother Lingyan fight!"

The little kid said it casually, but it was angry in everyone's ears. But he only disdained it in his heart, and his expression was still playful. Min, means the character who is being bullied.

The big fat man was helpless, so he could only stand up tremblingly, the fist in his hand was retracted and released, and finally he did not resist, and walked towards the five people tremblingly.

His father was also a monk, but his cultivation was obviously inferior to the fathers of several people, and his role in the city was nothing more than that of a butcher who slaughtered prey. I can't afford to make trouble for my parents.

"Let's let'......, let's "

It was when the big fat man was about to accept the baptism of his fist again, but the little fat man poked his head out of the crowd with difficulty. Chubby's appearance is very cute.

It took a long time for the little fat man's body to completely squeeze out of the crowd. He was unclothed, naked, as if he had just run out of the bathhouse.

All of a sudden, all eyes were on him. I don't know what's going on.

The little fat man saw the dumb big fat for the first time, and the wind generally ran over and held the big fat back. He came to the middle of the crowd, and everyone finally saw clearly.

When the big and small fat people stand together, they cause everyone to laugh. The two fat people, one big and one small, stood together, and they were really full of laughter. After laughing, everyone couldn't help but be speechless, this child is very extraordinary, it should be the Tianjiao of a big family.

The little fat man looks like he is ** years old, his skin is like jade, crystal clear. There is no flaw at all, and there is a fish-shaped mutton fat ancient jade hanging around his neck, which is simple and natural. In contrast to the skin, it seems that there is no white skin. The red rope in his hand is tied with a simple copper coin, and a faint light is overflowing.

The whole body exudes a faint multicolored halo, as if a golden boy descended to earth. On his chubby face, two large jewel-like eyes were wide open, showing his anger.

"Building a foundation?" some people seem to understand something. But it was even more shocking.

The word "Tsukiki" is a myth to those of them who are onlookers. I've never heard about it in ancient books, but I've never seen it, let alone tried it myself. Because not everyone has the capital to build a foundation.

Knowing the identity of the five, among the five children, only the youngest one has such capital. But this little kid named Maomao obviously didn't build a foundation. According to his identity, he is just not yet old.

Among the people present, only a few people knew that this little fat man was not a big man, but the son and daughter of a mortal couple.

The little fat man is eight years old this year, his name is Atom, and he stands with the big fat man to complement each other. Aside from Maomao, he's the youngest here.

"Big fat, you're okay, don't be afraid, I'll help you teach them a lesson!" Ling Dong's smooth appearance was very cute, "I dare to bully our big fat, I'm going to spank your ass!"

The milky shouting caused a burst of laughter from the onlookers. A child is a child after all, innocent.

Although this little child looks extraordinary, he obviously has not entered the cultivation gate, so needless to say, the four slightly older children, even the little ones, are not necessarily opponents.

But Da Fat is familiar with Atom, so he naturally knows his confidence. Knowing that something should happen again, the last sentence made his face as hot as if it was being burned, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

He was often spanked when he was at home, and once he was accidentally seen by Ling Dong, and he didn't know if he was intentional or unintentional, and he always talked about it.

Adults think it's naïve, but the other children don't, how noble their status is, how can they allow others to provoke.

"Where did the bear children dare to speak out here, and they can't find a fight?"

"Hmph, we don't mind even fighting you!" shouted the slightly higher cultivator.

"Four brothers, let me come!" Xiao Maomao was very enthusiastic, because he heard someone say that the little fat man was not a monk at all. And in his mind, the master used to boast about how great the difference between a monk and a mortal was. Although he had only just entered the cultivation sect, he could capture those mortals at his fingertips. So he's enthusiastic.

It is also true that there is a world of difference between monks and mortals. But now Mao Mao is just a quasi-monk, and it can even be said that he has not stepped into the cultivation door with one foot.

The other four people were worried, but it was not good to save Mao Mao's face, and then looked at the mortal opposite, and the four of them were sitting here, and there would be no big changes.

"Maomao, give him some color!" the other four encouraged.

Ling Dong stared at the little kid and smiled: "Little friend, do you know what it feels like to have a sore butt?"

A group of people are watching the excitement, and they are all unexpected for this sudden **, so they are all very excited.

People who knew the big and small fat people knew that this matter was a big problem, and someone hurriedly ran towards Ling's house.

Atom's home is on the innermost side of the West Side, five streets away. And their family and the big fat family are separated by two portals, because they are similar in shape and have similar interests, and the two become best friends. Usually, we share difficulties and blessings.

Originally, Ling Dong was taking a shower at home, and suddenly a good friend said that the big fat boy was bullied, and Ling Dong didn't say a word, and ran out naked.

On the way, he was seen by a little girl, which made Ling Dong very embarrassed. But I couldn't care so much, so I ran towards this side with my little friend.

When the little girl saw Ling Dong's sleek appearance, her face immediately turned red. This little girl is Atom's fiancée. Looking at Ling Dong's panicked appearance, he couldn't help but follow.

As soon as Atom left, Atom's parents stepped into the house, and the couple had just gone to the pharmacy to buy the elixir for their son and daughter-in-law.

After a while, there were two more huge furnaces in the hall, the firewood below was hot, and the spiritual liquid was boiling above, and the two of them put the elixir into it in order. This is a technical job, not something that can be done overnight.

Ling Dong's father's name is Ling Gang, he is dressed in coarse linen clothes, and there is nothing special about him except that he is handsome. In the eyes of the villagers, he is an out-and-out mortal, and he can't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in him.

But every time Ling Dong caused something, there was no follow-up, so that the neighbors around couldn't help but feel that this person was not as simple as they saw.

In the entire Xiaoxiang City, most of them are monks, but there is only a difference in cultivation. True mortals account for less than one in a million, and most of these people are born unable to cultivate. And there are very few people who do not enter the cultivation sect the day after tomorrow, and it can be said that there are even fewer pitiful than a few people.

Next to Ling Gang was his wife. The skin is better than snow, the body is graceful, the face is fairy-like, and he is wearing a snow-white dress, which feels like a fairy. is like a twenty-eight girl, she can't see the appearance of a mother at all, giving people a different temperament. Such a beautiful daughter-in-law, if Ling Gang was just a mortal, in this chaotic world, I am afraid it would be difficult to be blessed.

"Ling Gang, our little fat family has been building a foundation for five years, it's time for him to cultivate his spirit!" The woman's slender hands stirred the medicinal liquid in the wooden barrel, her beautiful eyes were tactful, and her eyes were full of love.

"I also have this intention, the suppression of Gu Yu is a foreign object after all, once Gu Yu leaves the body, it may be a big disaster for the animal, or let him turn these foreign objects into his own as soon as possible. Tomorrow is his eighth birthday, and I'll lead it myself!"

Bai Qingwan nodded, Atom has been building a foundation for five years, which is really a long time. Not all children can absorb this blessing: "Ling Gang, I've been restless lately, shouldn't we get out of here?"

"I also feel that something terrible is coming. Tomorrow after Chubby's birthday, we'll leave here.

While the two were discussing, a neighbor burst through the door.

"Ling Gang, your little fat family is in trouble again!" said the person in a hurry. Obviously, the identities of the five people this time are not ordinary, and they are not comparable to Atom's previous troubles.