In the forest, the screams of the children resounded......

He was about to lose it......

But at this moment, the sound of a bell suddenly sounded in my ears.....

After a while, his mind suddenly remembered the scene of his first meeting with the teacher.

It was a hot afternoon.

The boy was dressed in tatters and lying barefoot by a stream on the outskirts of Beast City to cool off.

The teacher suddenly came from the sky, saw the boy lying there, and sighed faintly.

"Alas...... It's pathetic .... It's so small......."

The teacher wanted to bury him, but the kid suddenly raised his head.

"I'm not dead!"

The teacher was stunned for a moment and asked.

"And what are you doing here?"

"It's too hot, it's cool here. ”

The boy was neither humble nor arrogant when he spoke to him, his eyes were bright and bright, and there was a very peculiar aura in him. The teacher saw in him his bright future.

"Boy, I see that you have amazing bones, extraordinary appearance, and a talent for cultivation. Are you willing to worship my disciple and be a disciple of my Ming Sect?"

The Ming Sect is a first-class cultivation sect in the Beast Control City, and the disciples who can enter the Ming Sect are either the children of rich families, or the practitioners who have entered the Enlightenment Period.

Although the kid has a talent for cultivation, he has not entered the Enlightenment Period, and it is his dream to enter the Yuming Sect.

In the Beast City, those who have not cultivated are treated as slaves and beggars. Naturally, you can be superior to others, but you will also be insulted by practitioners who are higher than you.

Since the kid can remember, he has suffered many insults, and the only time he bullied others in turn, it didn't take long for him to be a big step higher than the kid's cultivation.

There are also many masters who have accepted disciples who have praised the kid for his talent, but he just can't enter the spiritual period, and they don't want to bother with those efforts.

To put it bluntly, you can't enter the simple enlightenment period, no matter how talented you are, it's like a fish bone piercing there, no matter how much soup you eat and drink, there will always be a thorn in your throat.

When the kid heard this, he was so excited that he knelt down and gave the teacher a snort.

"Boy, meet the teacher!"

The teacher stretched out his right hand and gently patted him on the head.

"What's your name?"

"Boy, Yuming. ”

"Yu Ming?"

The teacher stroked the white beard on his chin and smiled.

"The name Yuming has the same name as my Yuming Sect... I see that you have the breath of a king between your eyebrows and eyes, and I see that you have fair skin and good looks, and you are not a sufferer, but you are indeed suffering, if you don't mind, the teacher will give you one?"

"But depending on the teacher's name, I will call the teacher whatever he wants. ”

The teacher thought about it for a while, and he already had the name in his mind.

Tapping the door of Yu Ming's head with the index finger of his right hand, he said.

"From now on, your name will be Zanghao. ”

"Hidden... Wet..."

"Zanghao... Tibetan ... Zanghao!!"

The kid's body stood up straight under the tearing of the thirteen sword intents......

This scene surprised the old men in Tsing Yi secretly.

This kid was able to get up in the thirteen sword intents, and his body had not been torn to pieces for so long......

The old man in Tsing Yi who was the leader had a torch in his eyes, staring at the Yuanxing seed that the kid was holding in his hand......

"It was the Yuanxing Seed that protected him!"

The rest of the old men were moved by this, Yuan Xing Seed, every cultivator in the world wants to get Yuan Xing!

They will never let Yuan Xing fall into the hands of a kid!

Zang Hao stood under the oppression of the thirteen sword intents, buried his head, and closed his eyes tightly.......

"A sword... Sword Intent... A pot... Earthly Path..."

"What is he muttering?"

An old man heard his muttering and asked the old man next to him in surprise.

The Dao Feng Old Man looked at the Yuanxing Seed that was glowing cyan in his hand and said with a sneer.

"No matter what he mutters! Let's cut through the mess with a quick sword! Everyone unleashes the Thunder Greatsword! Destroy him!"

The thirteen sword intents were withdrawn by the old men, and they put their hands together on their chests, and a bit of white light jumped out from their fingertips and soared into the sky......

I saw thirteen giant swords flying out from behind them, and the sword body was covered with the power of thunder......

The Thunder Greatsword was constantly changing and changing in the gestures of the old men......

The blue light emitted by the Yuanxing seed in Zang Hao's hand was like a flower petal blooming, and a cyan wall bloomed from his palm......

Zang Hao continued to read in his mouth.

"One thought... Away from the fire delirium... Of one mind... Yuan Xingxian!!"

Zang Hao suddenly opened his eyes!

At the same time, thirteen thunder swords slashed down!

"Slash!!"

The cyan wall blocks the Thunder Greatsword!

A powerful energy burst from within the Yuan Xing Seed...

The thirteen old men in Tsing Yi were all shocked by this energy...

Zang Hao's thin body was also shocked by the energy...

In a trance, the teacher's face appeared in the sky that Zang Hao saw, and he was looking at himself kindly......

Teacher...

After the energy of the Yuan Star Seed exploded, it fell silent.

In an instant, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and burrowed into Zang Hao's brain.

The thirteen old men in Tsing Yi flew back to their original places, all of them were disgraced and embarrassed.

Dao Feng fell to the ground, and went to check on Zang Hao, who was already cold and breathless......

"How?"

One of the old men asked Dao Feng anxiously.

Dao Feng shook his head indifferently......

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

Dao Feng flew off the ground and said to the rest of the old men.

"Yuan Xing's whereabouts are unknown, let's go back to the Beast City first and discuss it with the city lord. ”

"yes......"

Everyone spoke in unison, and when they returned to the city, Dao Feng looked back at Zang Hao, who was lying on the ground and had died......

He was only twelve years old, but he showed a stronger mind than any grown-up, and if he had been nurtured well, he would have been able to make a difference.

It's a pity!

It was drizzling from the sky, and Zang Hao lay quietly on the ground, and the rain washed away his dirty face.

His eyes were still open, but they were long gone......