"Ancient Jinpeng! Divine Beast, oh my God!" Bai Xuanlang roared in shock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing his grandson's surprised appearance, the White Tiger King slapped Bai Xuanlang on the head and scolded angrily: "Look at your unpromising appearance, thanks to Xiaotian is not an outsider, otherwise this king really has to pretend not to know you." What happened to the Divine Beasts? How can we say that the White Tiger Clan is also the same vein of the Ancient Divine Beasts and the White Tiger, and once we find a way to strengthen the bloodline, we can also be among the ranks of the Divine Beasts. ”

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson made Xiao Tian, who was originally sad for Xiao Jinpeng, smile again.

Seeing that Xiaotian was no longer sad, Bai Xuanlang rubbed his head that was hurt by his grandfather, and muttered: "I'm not playing tricks to make Xiaotian happy!

Xiao Tian, who was no longer sad, asked the White Tiger King curiously: "Grandpa Bai, I know that spirit beasts are divided into lower, middle and upper grades, and each product is divided into primary, intermediate and advanced, so which category does the divine beast belong to?"

The White Tiger King put on an unfathomable look, cleared his throat and said: "The beasts of our Ten Thousand Beast Mountain have ordinary beasts, that is, ordinary beasts that have not been enlightened by divine consciousness, and above this are spirit beasts, and most of the spirit beasts live in the inner mountains. And Chaotian Peak, the core area of our Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, is inhabited by the largest number of demon beasts in the Middle Earth Continent, which is higher than the existence of spirit beasts. And above the demon beast, it is the monster, and above the monster, it is the divine beast, but the monster and the divine beast only exist in legends, and no one has seen it. Our White Tiger lineage, at the level of demon beasts, the strongest is the Sky Devouring Tiger clan at the peak of Chaotian Peak. ”

Bai Xuanlang jumped up from the ground suddenly, and roared loudly: "The Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, the Heaven Devouring Tiger, is actually our White Tiger lineage?!

The White Tiger King slapped Bai Xuanlang's head again, "Can you still have a snack?!Can you? That Sky Devouring Tiger Clan can be a low-grade spirit beast like us? People look up to you, admit that they are in the same vein, and look down on you, that is the rhythm that can destroy your entire clan in minutes." ”

Bai Xuanlang was beaten by his grandfather twice in front of his younger brother, and he was also a little angry. Holding his head high and unconvinced, he said: "I still look down on them! Aren't they demon beasts, they seem to be dragged like 258,000, grandpa, you are afraid of them, but I am not afraid of Bai Xuanlang! When I find a way to strengthen my bloodline, I will be the first to break their waists, legs, and ribs and bones, and let them call me 10,000 times a day, Grandpa Bai!"

The White Tiger King trembled with anger, and this time he didn't bother to hit Bai Xuanlang, so he let out a long howl and jumped out of Bai Xuanlang's cave.

Seeing that his grandfather was angry and left, Bai Xuanlang shook his head proudly at Xiaotian and said, "Xiaotian, am I very ambitious!"

Although Xiaotian is young, he has a mature mind that far surpasses his peers. Looking at Bai Xuanlang's smug look, he said with a wry smile: "Xiao Bai, grandpa, it's not that he's afraid of the Sky Swallowing Tiger clan, but that you're afraid that you will talk nonsense and bring yourself to death! ”

Although Bai Xuanlang was impulsive, he liked to listen to the words of the alien brother in front of him, in Bai Xuanlang's own words, it was Wang Ba who looked at mung beans, and we looked at them. As soon as Xiao Tian's words were finished, Bai Xuanlang grinned and said with a smile: "I'm just impulsive, whoever calls grandpa always hits me on the head." Xiaotian, I listen to you, although you are younger than me, but you humans have a lot of ideas, full of flowers, listen to you, yes. I swear I'll never talk nonsense again!"

After speaking, Bai Xuanlang closed the tiger's mouth tightly, looked at Xiaotian with a smile, and stopped talking.

Xiao Tian shook his head helplessly, and said: "I can't hear at all that you are praising me! After a day of playing, I should also go home, this little eagle, oh no, it should be called Xiao Jinpeng, I will take it home first to recuperate, and then come to you to play in a few days." ”

Xiao Tian carefully picked up Xiao Jinpeng and turned around and left Bai Xuanlang's cave.

Looking at Xiaotian's back, Bai Xuanlang patted his head, his face was full of incomprehension, and he muttered: "Did I say the wrong thing again?

As the sun sets, at the foot of a mountain at the southern foot of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, a small river with a turbulent water flows through it, and the terrain on both sides of the river is flat. On one side of the river, a large amount of felled timber is neatly piled up, making it look like a small timber storage and transportation yard.

Near the side of the mountain, there is a wooden house with a wing, and the house is surrounded by a lot of rocks to form a small yard.

A thin middle-aged man sat alone in the courtyard, holding a wine gourd in his hand, staring at the sky with godless eyes, muttering to himself, "Qing'er, where are you!

"Dad, I'm back!"

Xiao Tian hugged Xiao Jinpeng and didn't enter the yard yet, so he shouted loudly.

The man in the courtyard hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, didn't look at Xiaotian who walked into the courtyard, turned around and walked towards the wing, leaving only a faint sentence, "I'll cook." ”

Looking at his father's emaciated back, Xiao Tian's heart twitched fiercely, he knew that his father would often look at the southern sky and cry alone, when he was discovered by Xiao Tian for the first time, Xiao Tian kept pestering his father to ask the reason, until his father was furious and hit him for the first time. Since that time, Xiaotian has never asked again, and even every time he comes back from outside, he will deliberately remind his father loudly outside the hospital that he is back, just for fear of bumping into his tearful father again.

Xiaotian was not afraid of his father beating him, but afraid of seeing his father's sad and lonely expression, because his father's sadness would make Xiaotian's heart hurt very much. He knew that although his father had no skills, he was an iron-clad man, how many times his father was injured in the mountains, even if it was the most serious injury, his father never frowned, although the pain was cold sweat, but his father was always so indifferent.

What can make my father cry must be an extremely sad past, maybe because of my mother who has never met. Every time he thinks of this, Xiao Tian will sketch the appearance of his mother in his mind, although he has never seen it, but he firmly believes that his mother must be the most beautiful, kind, gentle, and kind woman in the world.

It was getting dark, and under a dim oil lamp, father and son sat at a small table and quietly ate a very simple dinner. From time to time, my father took a sip of the spirits, and his godless eyes became even darker.

For some reason, today's father surprisingly spoke to Xiaotian at the dinner table. "Tian'er, do you feel bitter about this kind of life?"

Xiao Tian looked at his father who spoke in surprise, and didn't react for a while.

Father shook his head, didn't wait for Xiaotian to answer, and continued: "You are the only incense in our Ning family, you could have given you a superior life, but you are all blamed for your father's incompetence, but you are here to follow me to live such a hard life, I am ashamed of my father!"

The Ning family is the Ning family.

The father and son who lived in the timber storage and transportation yard were Ning Daojing and Ning Tian, who disappeared from the imperial city of Ningfu. How the father and son came to this Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, there is no trace in Ning Daojing's memory at all. He only knew that when Ren Qianqi attacked him, it was Uncle Kun who stood in front of him. He could never forget the mutilated, blood-stained back of the rickety.

As for the latter situation, Ning Daojing didn't know at all. When he opened his eyes again, the father and son had already appeared in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

In order to avoid the bounty pursuit of Ren Qianqi and his gang, Ning Daojing hid incognito and hid in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain that stretched for thousands of miles.

Because of the urgency, Ning Daojing used a secret method to burn the spiritual power in his body, causing the meridians of his body to be destroyed, not only losing all his skills, but also causing the consequence that he could no longer cultivate.

Ning Daojing, who left a useless skin, in order to raise his son Ning Tian, started a lumberjack and took care of the timber storage and transportation yard, so as to earn a meager income and survive.

Two years ago, after the news of his arrest faded, Ning Daojing once sneaked back to the imperial city. The former Ning Mansion has become a place of wind and dust, and it is said that the boss behind the scenes is the national abbot Ren Qianqi.

Ning Daojing tried his best to find out some of the situation in the Ning Mansion at the beginning. The entire Ning Mansion, including the nine clans of the Ning family, except for Ning Daojing's wife Long Yueqing and the old housekeeper Uncle Kun, who were nowhere to be found, all the others were beheaded and displayed to the public. Even so, the national abbot Ren Qianqi still ordered those skeletons to be crushed into powder with a stone mill, scattered on the streets of the imperial city, and trampled on by others.

After this incident, no one in the entire Yaoguang Kingdom dared to disobey the country's abbot in the slightest, even the young emperor changed color when he heard the country's abbot.

While Ning Daojing was extremely sad, he also had a glimmer of hope in his heart, after all, the three closest people in his life had not perished in this catastrophe. His only son, living healthily by his side. And although the whereabouts of Mrs. Qing'er and Uncle Kun are unknown, they still have the possibility of survival.

Ning Daojing secretly made up his mind to raise Ning Tian first, and then search the world to find Qing'er and Uncle Kun.

Under the oil lamp, Ning Tian looked at his father's guilty expression, his nose was sore, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Ning Daojing took his son into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if only in this way could he make up for his debt to his son a little.

A clear cry came from Ning Tian's room, pulling the father and son out of their endless sorrow.

Ning Tian knew that Xiao Jinpeng had woken up. Hurriedly turned his head and looked at his room in surprise.

The room, which was originally unlit and pitch-black, was now bursting out with dazzling golden light from the inside out.

The father and son glanced at each other, and their hearts were extremely surprised.