The sun was scorching, and under the knees was a scorching bluestone pavement.

I can't count how many times I have been punished to kneel in front of the statue of my grandfather.

The clothes were soaked and dried by sweat, and the sweat fell on the road drop by drop, like a flash in the pan and fleeting.

Mu Qingfeng raised his eyes and glanced at the portrait of the ancestor with a little weakness, he really didn't mean to speak wildly, he really didn't mean to insult the ancestor master.

In this continent, people in the world advocate practice, but they resist practice.

And he's just a mediocre little transparent stuck in the middle of the two!

"The thousandth one hundred and fifty-third time, you have deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor one more time, congratulations to the senior brother!" The people who came looked down at Mu Qingfeng who was kneeling playfully, and this kind of thing can be honest.

From Mu Qingfeng entering the Cangshuang Sect at the age of two, to now being eighteen years old, I don't know how many deviant things he has done.

In addition to not provoking the catastrophe, I am afraid that all the bad things that can be done have been done, and the Cangshuang Sect and the sects near the Cangshuang Sect felt dizzy when they heard Mu Qingfeng's name.

Born anti-bone and untamable, as a waste physique of the whole system, but he reversed the cognition of the world and became a genius.

"Thanks for the compliment, I'm self-aware!" Damn, another misunderstanding of him.

Mu Qingfeng glared at the person in front of him unhappily, got up and bowed to the statue of Master Zu, and left directly after saying a few words in his mouth.

He's the product of a beautiful misunderstanding!

People outside call him an anti-bone boy, and he knows this, but he's really not like this!

He's obviously too lazy, and he just doesn't like to do the things that are arranged, because those are not what he is good at and likes.

He disobeyed the master because he felt that the master's perception of his apprentice was a bit problematic, he often robbed those peak master elders because they often pitted the master for this out of tune, and he practiced all because the master said that the strong will not be trampled on and abandoned, and only when he is truly strong is the strongest backing.

All he wanted to do was to practice swordsmanship and drink wine every day, and be a simple himself, but because of such thoughts, everyone actually misunderstood him.

"Old man, from now on, I will work hard to cultivate and become the real peak powerhouse in your mouth!" Putting down a cruel word, he left the sect without looking back.

The sect leader of the Cangshuang Sect, Su Ningtian, frowned, and always felt that something was wrong with this kid today, "Tomorrow morning, I will lead the team to the ancient tomb in the western suburbs to practice, where are you going at this time!" ”

It's a pity that I didn't hear Mu Qingfeng's answer, only a gust of wind blew.

The ancient tomb in the western suburbs, that would be the beginning of Mu Qingfeng to prove himself, as long as he transformed into a completely different appearance from before in the eyes of everyone, then he was a righteous existence.

From today on, he, Mu Qingfeng, wants to quietly reverse his life that has been determined by others, and he must work hard to cultivate and stand at the peak of the cultivation world.

"Master and nephew, your master asked you to come back and prepare for tomorrow's training, don't ...... you kid" Don't run away again!

"What's the matter, Uncle Shi has an opinion on me, and if you have an opinion, fight?" Tsk, this group of old men, you know what you mean by misinterpreting him, did he say that he didn't go?

Since the old man can't find it happily, then he can just draw his sword, talking too much nonsense has always been a villain, and his really righteous children will not talk too much nonsense.

Du Heng, the peak master of Ming Qingfeng, glanced at Mu Qingfeng, his eyes saw that he wanted to make a move with him, is it necessary for the family to draw their swords when they talk?

Mu Qingfeng was calm, but this kid had a poisonous tongue, "Do you think you're too old to lift a sword, no wonder my master chose my master not you!" ”

"You fart, who the hell said I can't do it!" Little rabbit cub, he dares to confine him, he is very good!

When the words fell, a sword light crossed in front of him, Du Heng's face changed and changed, this little cub actually came for real!

However, for Mu Qingfeng's cultivation, Du Heng expressed his satisfaction, at a young age, he was already a late stage of Jindan's cultivation, and the whole system was in the blue stage, such a genius was really rare.

A sword light, momentum like a rainbow, the sword qi mixed with the stormy waves surged towards Du Heng.

Sideways to avoid Mu Qingfeng's attack, staring at Mu Qingfeng with a look of relief, why is this little cub not his apprentice!

"The Wangcheng Ancient Tomb in the western suburbs is full of danger, and it can be said that you will die in a lifetime, but as the eldest disciple of the Cangshuang Sect, your responsibilities and missions are different, you don't care that your master is cruel to you, you must come back well, you know?"

"Nine deaths? It's full of high-level formations, if you want me to die, just say it, what do you do with such a good sounding word, do I look like that kind of obedient good boy? ”

The two of them persuaded and scolded one another, and the people passing by were accustomed to it, after all, the senior brother had a great reputation, and he was a living creature who knew his virtues.

After a long stalemate, Mu Qingfeng left in a negative mood, and Du Heng glanced at Suningtian, who witnessed the whole process not far away.

"Hey, I'm a stubborn guy who is naturally rebellious and difficult to tame, such a rebellious person, a proper candidate for a villain!" Suning Tian looked up to the sky and sighed, then laughed and left.

How can the world look down on Mu Qingfeng, how can he scold and despise, as long as he is Suningtian, Mu Qingfeng can stand on the highest place!

There are so many places to train, how many opportunities, as long as he suffers hardships, his apprentice can become a master!

Mu Qingfeng's future road is the one that others can't walk, the road is bumpy and dangerous, and there are many crises but full of gains along the way.

The appearance of wanton evil spirits, the momentum of madness and demons, standing between the crowd and the long body, seems to be as handsome as the fairy in the painting, and it seems to be a demon to charm all beings.

The sect master of Cangshuang Sect personally passed on the eldest disciple, and Jindan cultivated in the later period. Carrying a streamer sword, it can break through the existence of the entire continent, even if it is only a cultivation in the late stage of Jindan. Although he is now arrogant and domineering, harming sentient beings, he is a thorn in the eyes of all sects.

But he was born anti-bone, but he is a genius!

"Cheng Xuan, the ancient tombs in the western suburbs are in danger, the lord will take you to the dangerous place in the mouth of the world, this experience is over, and the lord will become a legendary existence of the monks of the same generation!"

The words fell, and the paper crane flew in the air up and down, and the decision in Mu Qingfeng's heart was resolute.

Next, prepare for this experience, after all, this is his first experience in the true sense.

And because it's too dangerous, he won't rush there in order to save his life, but whether there is an accident before departure is not necessarily.

There are a lot of people who have experienced this trip, and as a senior brother, he can't really see death without help, and turn a blind eye to all dangers, so he naturally has to bear the responsibility.

Now that he has made a decision to change, to be a peak powerhouse, a powerful existence in the true sense, he can no longer let the master misunderstand himself, and he can't let him lead him to develop in the direction of the villain.