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"Little guy, I see that you have a strange skeleton, you are a natural cultivation genius, if you don't follow the old man, I guarantee that you will be famous in the cultivation world in the future. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A little boy of about five or six years old was staring at an old man in tattered clothes at this time, and that indifferent gaze should not have appeared on a five or six-year-old child at all, and the old man who seemed to be able to see through everything was very happy, and the old man smiled and folded his face, but the little boy was not afraid.

"Okay, the old man has only one disciple in his life, and you are the second, I believe that your future achievements will definitely surpass the old man. ”

After speaking, before the child could answer, the old man disappeared directly with him strangely, and did not attract the slightest attention of the passers-by around him, as if the two of them never existed, but who can say that the two of them will not be noticed in the future?

"Master, you're back. ”

"Hmm. ”

At this time, in front of a small thatched hut, a middle-aged man with an indifferent face was standing respectfully beside an old man, and the old man was the old man in tattered clothes, and he was still carrying the little boy.

"Master, who is this kid?"

"Haha, your junior brother, my second disciple. ”

When the man heard this, he suddenly looked at the old man in surprise.

"Master, didn't you swear a blood oath not to accept apprentices again?"

Hearing this, the old man frowned.

"You, why are you still in such an immature state of mind? Such a state of mind will hinder your path to cultivation. ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly lowered his head at this time.

"What the master taught was that the disciple knew that he was wrong. ”

"Knowing mistakes, knowing mistakes has to be able to change, how many times have I reminded you, you character...... I must accept this disciple, even the Heavenly Dao can't stop it. ”

The low tone revealed a peerless domineering, as if even heaven and earth could not restrain it. Who would have thought that such words would come from the mouth of an old charlatan. But the tone was convincing.

"In the future, he will be your junior brother, you find him a place to live, and take him to the Blood Refining Pavilion tomorrow. ”

"It's master, don't you need to notify the sect master first when you go to the Blood Refining Pavilion?"

"Hmph, that old guy, he is about to regard the Blood Refining Pavilion as his lifeline, and he has to pay some price. ”

After saying that, the old man disappeared strangely again.

The middle-aged man looked at the little boy and couldn't help but mutter.

"The master is really ruthless, even the physique of this Heavenly Demon Lone Star dares to be accepted as a disciple against the Heavenly Tribulation, but in the future, I don't have to run errands alone. ”

The middle-aged man took the little boy to find a dilapidated house at random and arranged for him to live in and left, but the little boy didn't seem to care about the dilapidated house, compared to his previous days on the streets.

A month later, it was still the same old man, and still with the little boy. By this time, the two had already appeared at the bottom of a canyon.

"You've been running day and night for half a month, you've absorbed some of that power, there's nothing but beasts here, and then you're going to live and fight here alone until you've absorbed all that power. No matter what the situation is, no one will help you here, so if you want to survive, just go for it. ”

"Yes, master. ”

Without any superfluous words, a young boy who was only five or six years old and still looked very immature, slowly walked towards the depths of the valley with a long sword longer than his body.

The old man looked at the little boy and couldn't help but smile on his face, this is the person who can really inherit his mantle.

"Take care of your junior brother and let some beasts or spirit beasts in according to his limits. It's time for me to survive the catastrophe. ”

"Master, please rest assured, the disciple will definitely do this well. ”

With laughter, the old man disappeared again, and no one knew where he had gone, or even if he would ever come back alive. But this little boy may remind everyone of that era again, the high-spirited old man.

Five years later, in a valley that no one knows, a cold-looking but very handsome young man is in the final battle with five low-level spirit beasts.

In five years, the little boy has grown into a teenager. The immaturity on his face has also transformed into fortitude. In the past five years, in this valley full of crises, he was accompanied by only a long sword, killing and escaping all day long, or recuperating and chasing, he persevered, and almost died many times, but in the end he still succeeded.

The swing of the long sword did not cause a trace of wind, but the seemingly slow long sword had reached a limit of "fast", and had reached the highest level that he could achieve now.

Silently swordsman, silently killing, all the spirit beasts that were hit by him died before they could even make a sound. In a few breaths, he finished the final cleanup.

No smiles, no smugness. The young man simply walked out of the valley with his long sword, but the countless beasts and even spirit beasts along the way just looked at him from a distance, and none of them dared to attack him. Their innate sensitivity told them that the seemingly weak human was very dangerous.

At this time, a middle-aged man was standing outside the valley. Looking at the oncoming young man, the young man couldn't help but be very pleased, he had been watching the latter's efforts in the past five years, and he knew that if it was him, he would not be able to achieve such a result.

He didn't agree with it when he heard about his master's plan before, in his opinion, how could a five or six-year-old child complete such a cultivation, but at this time, it was confirmed that the old man's idea was completely right, and no one could understand this young man better than the old man.

"Welcome back, junior brother. ”

"Big brother. ”

"Let's go, I'll take you to the master. ”

At this time, in a small thatched hut, an old man in tattered clothes was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with an old face, gray hair and beard, and a slightly rickety body.

At this time, the young man was kneeling respectfully in front of the old man. The old man looked at the young man with a smile, and then raised his hand to change a dark cyan long sword, which seemed to be spit out of the mouth of the green dragon, engraved with a clear dragon pattern, like a handicraft The long sword was emitting a cheerful sword sound at this time.

"This is my sword when I was crisscrossing the cultivation realm, the name of the sword is "Qinglong", I will give it to you now, I hope you will not let it be dusty. ”

"The disciple will not fall into the name of the master, and from now on I will be called "Qinglong". ”

The boy reached out to take the sword, and as soon as he touched the two, he had a wonderful feeling, and then the long sword slowly merged into the boy's body, turning into a green dragon tattoo on his back.

Seventeen years later, the young man has achieved success in cultivation, and since then he has stepped into the cultivation realm, and the battle of the cultivation realm is the battle of his fame, and his name will resound throughout the cultivation realm from now on.

"Qinglong. ”