"Get out, little bastard, if it weren't for your young age, I would have killed you on the spot!"

At the entrance of the village, a thin elder casually threw the girl he was carrying.

Tang Qingxi rolled on the ground a few times before he could barely stand up, and looked back at the old man with cold eyes: "I'm not a mongrel!" ”

"Not yet? If it weren't for your mother's slut who died early, I would have killed her directly today! The thin elder's face was full of anger, "My son Haotian Hammer Martial Soul, your mother is a sword martial soul, aren't you a mongrel who can awaken a plant martial soul?" ”

The old man couldn't stop scolding in his mouth: "My son died in the hands of the Wuhun Palace, I thought that there was a posthumous son as a thought, but he was actually a mongrel!" You bastard, damn it! Tang Hao, the person who killed my son, deserves to die too! Get out, get out of here, or you'll die! ”

"I said, I'm not a mongrel." Tang Qingxi looked at the old man's gaze as if he were looking at a dead man.

She is still young, only 6 years old, and she has just awakened her martial spirit, but one day, she will want this person's life!

She is the palace master of the Flower Shifting Palace, and she has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for several years, and she has never suffered such humiliation!

After speaking, Tang Qingxi turned around and walked towards the mountains outside the village.

She won't say anything provocative to find death, but she holds grudges.

Thinking that she was born in the Tang Sect in Shuzhong in her last life, she was amazingly talented since she was a child, she was not the eldest in the same generation, but only she could bear the name of the eldest lady of the Tang family.

Although the elders of the Tang Sect were a little stupid, they forced her out of the Tang Sect.

Coincidentally, she switched to the Shifting Flower Palace, and her cultivation speed shocked everyone, and she ascended to the position of the palace master of the Shifting Flower Palace step by step, and she was the top five in Huashan's sword.

Unexpectedly, an accident actually came to this world dominated by martial spirits, turned into a baby, and became one of the third-generation disciples of this so-called Haotian Sect.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the awakening of the martial spirit, he was so humiliated and expelled from the sect.

Tang Qingxi knew very well that there was no problem with her bloodline, but her Haotian Hammer martial soul could not be awakened.

It's a pity that the people of this sect are not only cowardly, but also stupid.

Raising his left hand, an ink-colored plum blossom, surrounded by cold and cold air, such a martial spirit appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is indeed a martial soul that has nothing to do with his parents, it originates from Tang Qingxi himself, which is the symbol of the Flower Shifting Palace in the previous life - Moyu Plum Blossom.

"Moyu plum blossom in hand, Haotian Sect, wait for me!" With a flick of his sleeves, Tang Qingxi didn't look back, and his figure gradually disappeared into the jungle.

"Seventh Elder, this is a six-year-old child after all, and there are countless soul beasts in this group ......of mountains," the thin elder said with some unbearable reluctance.

"She deserves to die, if it weren't for her young age, I would have done it directly." The thin elder snorted coldly, turned around and left.

A month later, in the hall of the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City.

The young Tang Qingxi was brought into the hall by a bishop, who then left her alone, and the bishop respectfully withdrew.

In the extremely wide meeting hall, Tang Qingxi was the only one, and it seemed very quiet.

Tang Qingxi stopped and stood without squinting, waiting quietly.

Although the surroundings are resplendent and splendid, when she was also the top existence of the rivers and lakes back then, what treasures have she never seen.

The three-meter-high arch opened, and a soft voice sounded: "You are the child from Haotian Sect?" ”

"Not bad!" Tang Qingxi raised his voice in response, and his eyes fixed on the arch.

The famous Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, it was quite unexpected to have the opportunity to meet her, and I was looking forward to what this person was.

Soon a woman walked out of the archway.

He was tall and tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, and his long hair was tied up and draped behind him.

Its fair skin and near-perfect countenance, coupled with the invisible nobility and sacredness revealed on its body, make people can't help but have the mood of worship.

Of course, Tang Qingxi would not be like this, she always looked calm, and only after the woman appeared, she half-bent down and said, "I've seen the Pope." ”

Bibi Dong also looked at the girl standing in the center of the hall, very young, with a childish look on her face, but her eyes were deep and not like a child.

With unhealed scars on his cheeks, it is said that the child walked alone through a mountain.

Slowly came to Tang Qingxi, and seeing Tang Qingxi looking directly at him without fear, Bibi Dong raised his hand and stroked the scars on her face.

"Come on, kid." Her voice was softer, she bent down and took Tang Qingxi's hand, and led her to the side of the chair to sit down.

"Why did you leave Haotian Sect?" Bibi Dong chatted about business.

Tang Qingxi raised his hand and showed his martial soul: "Because my father is the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul, my mother is the Sword Martial Soul, and my martial soul is this." ”

Bibi Dong looked at the ink-colored flowers in Tang Qingxi's palm, and was slightly confused: "I have read many classics in the Martial Soul Palace, but I don't even know what your martial soul is. ”

"yes, I don't know what it is, anyway." Tang Qingxi shrugged her shoulders, she recognized it, but in this world, there is indeed a high probability that this martial soul may appear for the first time.

Unless there is a very small probability, there is a predecessor of the Shifting Flower Palace who came to this world before her.

"Then give it a name, just enter it." Bibi Dong is still soft, and his tone is a little earnest.

"In short, when I awakened, I was full of innate soul power, whatever, this shouldn't be a waste martial spirit. Can I join the Martial Soul Hall and get the cultivation of the Martial Soul Palace? I hope that one day, I can return to Haotian Sect, and then return all the humiliation they gave me. At that time, I can also show you the way. ”

Tang Qingxi has been a human being in two lives, and he has remembered things since he was a child, and the grievances and grievances between Haotian Sect and Wuhun Hall have basically heard from the conversations of those Haotian people.

This is also the reason why she came to the Heaven Dou Imperial City after nine deaths, and went directly to the Martial Spirit Palace.

She also knew very well what the dignified Pope was trying to put down the shelf and treat herself so gently.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was silent for a moment before he said, "You really, don't look like a six-year-old child." ”

Tang Qingxi tilted his head, and then reluctantly looked at the childish attitude: "Isn't this good, it means that I won't be a stupid person, and I have innate soul power, you can cultivate me with confidence." ”

"And ......," Tang Qingxi raised his hand.

The black light flashed, and the martial soul petals in Tang Qingxi's hand were scattered, surrounding the two of them: "This, it should be able to increase my value." ”

Bibi Dong couldn't help but look in amazement: "Innate talent realm? You're a martial spirit, you're stronger than I expected. ”

Tang Qingxi retracted the realm, twisting a petal and playing with it in his hand: "I named this martial soul Moyu Plum Blossom." ”

"Okay, it's called Moyu Plum Blossom." Bibi Dong agreed, stood up again, and then stretched out his hand to Tang Qingxi.

Tang Qingxi put his little hand into his palm like a stream.

Bibi Dong led her and walked out gradually, and her soft and melodious voice echoed in the hall: "From today on, you are my disciple." ”

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