Lost Continent, East of Qinglong City, White Tiger Academy.

A non-angry voice asked, "Still can't solve it?"

Another clear voice replied, "Back to the dean, I personally confirmed from the inner courtyard that this kid has a special physique and can't cultivate." ”

"Alas...... It's a pity......" the dean sighed.

"yes...... It's a pity! Born with strange powers...... It's a pity that such a good seedling!" the clear voice also sighed.

"This kid is gifted and intelligent, even if he can't cultivate, he must be able to make achievements in other aspects! The world is so big, and it's not just cultivators who can get ahead!"

"In that case, then I will send him back to the northwest tomorrow, and let him go wherever he comes from. ”

"Hmm...... You go ahead and arrange it!"

......

Outside Qinglong City, a thin middle-aged scholar led a six- or seven-year-old boy and walked in the morning light.

The child had a delicate face and a dazed expression, and he looked back frequently along the way.

Suddenly, there was a sound of brisk footsteps behind him, and a little girl in white chased after her.

When the little boy turned around, he saw the girl running, her long hair fluttering, revealing a scar that covered it, which was shocking!

"I'm leaving...... You have to take care of yourself. The little boy gently brushed her hair, looked at her flawless face, and whispered.

The girl in white tugged at his sleeve and shook her head silently.

“...... Go back, I'll be back. The boy persuaded.

The little girl was still silent, but there were tears in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, the little boy finally relented and shook his hands vigorously.

"Hiss...... A pair of sleeves snapped.

The little girl lowered her head and clutched her hand to break her sleeve, but tears bloomed in her eyes.

"I will definitely come back!"

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes, forcing himself to turn around and catch up with the thin figure waiting in the morning light. The immature voice came far away in the morning breeze.

On the city wall, a gentle and calm teenager looked at the situation, shook his head, and let out a sigh.

......

......

Seven years later

Northwest Dragon City, Longteng Academy.

The kind gray-robed old tutor on the stage is teaching tirelessly, and in the corner of the stage, there is a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, who is silently distracted.

The young man frowned occasionally, revealing a maturity and composure that did not match his age. But in the flow of his eyes, the childish face revealed the fact that the young man had not taken off his childishness.

He seemed to be engrossed, but in fact, his mind had drifted elsewhere.

"Hey...... Nangong, what are you thinking?" A girl who was scribbling on the drawing paper next to her suddenly noticed that the young man was wandering, so she touched his hand and asked softly.

This girl is also twelve or thirteen years old, but her lips are red and her teeth are white, her skin is better than snow, her chin is pointed, her eyes are bright, and she is like a beauty embryo at a young age.

She wore a lilac short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, white wrapping around her forearms, and a pair of dark purple trousers under her waist, but the trouser tube below the thigh of her left foot was cut off a large part, but instead it was a hip-length sock.

This girl is purple all over, and her whole body is filled with a compelling youthful atmosphere, and her expression is delicate but heroic.

Her name is Liang Zi, and she is the best friend of this teenager.

"Oh, it's nothing......" The young man Nangong came back to his senses, smiled, and replied casually.

The girl Liang Zi buried her head again, continued to work on her "masterpiece" on that piece of drawing paper, and said lightly: "The tutor said just now that in two months, it will be the four-year external enrollment period of Qinglong Academy, you can't be thinking about this, right?"

"Huh...... The first academy in the mainland, I can only think about it. ”

Nangong replied with a smile, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, snatched the paintbrush in her hand, and said distressedly: "Oops!

"Hee-hee...... Anyway, if you don't draw it, you'll let me finish it. Don't you keep telling me that you have to start and finish when you do things. ”

Liang Zi grinned, snatched the paintbrush again, and asked, "Eh, is that legendary dragon turtle you said like this?"

"My album ......" Nangong is still in pain.

"Oh, Nangong...... Don't be so stingy, it's all your own picture album anyway, and if you break it, you can draw a new one. Liang Zi said with a smile: "Tell me quickly, how should this dragon turtle be drawn......"

"What a fool......

Nangong smiled helplessly. But she couldn't screw her, so she had to stretch out her finger and make a few strokes on the paper, pointing in a low voice.

The old tutor on the stage obviously noticed their small movements, frowned slightly, glanced at the purple-clothed girl, and suddenly smoothed out again.

At this time, the bell rang just in time, "Dang...... While...... When ......"

The bell rings to call home.

The old tutor pursed his lips, then gave up the plan to scold a few words, rolled up the handouts on the table, stood up and said: "This school year is over, the following is a two-month vacation, end of school!"

"Congratulations, sir!"

A pair of young men and women who were painting hurriedly put down their paintbrushes and stood up with their classmates around them to send them off.

After seeing the kind old tutor go away, the students also dispersed in a hurry, and returned home in twos and threes.

Nangong slowly packed up his things, prepared to go home, and then enjoyed the rare vacation, greeted Liang Zi, and walked out of the door first.

"Yo...... Xiao Nangong, it's finally a holiday!" a loud voice came from the side of the road.

Nangong turned his head and saw a woman in her thirties who was six feet tall and had a waist circumference of six feet, with a few pieces of tender white tofu in front of her, so she replied with a smile: "Yes, Aunt Xiang, it's a holiday." ”

"Two months is so long, do you have any plans to go where to play?" or ......" Aunt Xiang gave full play to the woman's gossip nature, walked over and said mysteriously: "Two months later, it will be the date of enrollment of the Blue Dragon Academy, the first holy land in the mainland, do you plan to ......?"

"Aunt Xiang, you're laughing......"

Nangong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The first holy land in the mainland, what can I think of? Besides, you don't know my father's ......."

He suddenly stopped the second half of the sentence, but Aunt Xiang nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's right, your father still expects you to study hard and carry forward your fur workshop in the future......

......

After saying goodbye to Aunt Xiang, I didn't go far, it was a secluded alley, which was the only way for Nangong to go home.

Nangong slowly walked into this nameless alley, but suddenly remembered the words of Fang Cai Liang Zi and Aunt Xiang, and couldn't help but stop.

"Blue Dragon Academy...... Qinglong Academy ......" Nangong silently recited a few words.

Suddenly, he took out the picture book from the book bag on his waist, and then gently opened it.

Turning the title page, an ancient city with a radius of dozens of miles is presented in front of you, and a desolate and ancient atmosphere is coming!

The brush is simple, yet lifelike......

In front of the ancient city, there is a majestic river nearly ten miles wide, and the rushing river water seems to be pouring out of the paper. There are countless pavilions and pavilions in the city, full of various different ethnic styles, just looking at the drawing paper, it is like hearing the shouts of the peddlers and pawns in the city, and smelling the smell of food in restaurants and restaurants......

"Blue Dragon Academy...... Qinglong City, ah......" Nangong sighed silently and continued to turn the second page.

On the second page, there is an abstract painting of islands, suspended in the air...... It was obviously from Nangong's imagination.

With Nangong's movements, the album presents an incredible beauty.

All the major alien races, all the island groups, one by one.

The peace-loving elves, the dwarves known as the unparalleled wisdom, the "Song of the Sea" Naga, the "mountain spirits" half-beasts, and the demon tribes that are friendly with beasts......

There are waterfalls that flow backwards, sleepy volcanoes, tombs with clouds, homes of wind, worlds of trees, oceans of flowers, and crystal-clear seas......

The whole album is exquisite, although it is only painted by Nangong with imagination, it is so real as if it is about to come to life.

But the last page...... But it's a veritable graffiti!

There is only one monster drawn on the paper, and two curved beards hang on the face, like two upturned horns, which is extremely funny. The monster knelt on the ground, folded its hands, and begged for mercy, but its whole body was huddled in a thick turtle shell. A narration was added next to it: Heroes spare their lives!

"This dragon turtle is ...... drawn"

Thinking of the purple-clothed girl, Nangong only felt angry and funny, "Liang Zi, this girl...... What nonsense!"

Closing the album, rubbing it lightly with his fingertips, and standing still for a long time, Nangong sighed and said to himself: "Alas...... The book is shallow, and I never know that I have to do it! This world is so big...... When can I go out and see......"

"Yo, the world is so big, where do you want to go?"

Just when Nangong was about to put the album into the bookbag, in the secluded alley, a yin and yang strange voice suddenly sounded.