On the ancient octagonal attic, a thin cloth-clothed boy stood in front of the broken window, his dirty little hands grasping the edge of the window, his smart eyes flashing with shock, doubt, and some expectation. If you look closely, what is reflected in the pupils is a lively, bustling street scene.

"It's finished?"

Before the words of doubt had disappeared, the eagle falcon with its wings and arms hovered from the roof of the attic, soaring to the top of the clouds, and let out a sharp and piercing chirp.

At this time, the young man was in the attic in the center of the ancient city, and the luxurious buildings around him were like clouds of mud compared to the dilapidated ancient building.

Xu didn't believe it, Mu Qing rubbed his eyes, swallowed saliva and moistened his dry throat.

"Really?" He pinched his face, first confused, then ecstatic a few seconds later, shouting, "Oh roar! I did it! ”

The sound was loud and loud, attracting countless people to look at it.

Before the joy had passed, Mu Qing suddenly fell silent with a dark face.

He whispered, "Who should I talk to?" ”

Looking around, the atmosphere of antiquity is strong, and there is no modern architecture in the place you see.

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A few days later, the Mu family practiced martial arts.

The square, which can accommodate thousands of people, is overcrowded at this time.

The adults looked nervous with various colored sticks in their hands, and the children were gearing up, and their little eyes were full of blazing fighting spirit.

At this time, in the shade of trees on the edge of the square.

Mu Qing, who had just crossed over, was sitting on the stone bench, looking at the signing paper in his hand worriedly.

"Seventy-two, fifty-eight."

This is his ranking.

Mu Qing propped his head with one hand, his index finger tapped on his cheek, and his pensive eyes looked around left and right.

After a few days of understanding, Mu Qing figured out the world and identity he was in.

Here, it is called Xuanshen Continent.

A world that truly lives forever and is infinitely powerful.

The replaced Mu Qing is the third generation of the Mu family of the Xuanji Empire, whose parents were killed by something called a demon in their early years, and grew up eating a hundred family meals. Without the support of his elders since he was a child, twelve-year-old Mu Qing was often bullied by his peers, and finally moved out of the house where he could only live in his descendants and lived alone in the remote back mountains.

The attic is the favorite place of the predecessor.

Occasionally, he shouted bold words on it, or overlooked half of the ancient city in a daze.

Probably one of the few pastimes that was formerly known as a pastime.

And today, it is the Mu family's assessment.

In this man is martial arts......

No, to be precise, in a world where everyone is still cultivating, the assessment of the Demon Measuring Stone Tablet is the children's dragon gate steps.

"Mu Xiaosong, Heavenly Power, Eighth Stage, Level: Advanced."

On the high platform not far from Mu Qing, the three-meter-high irregular black stone shimmered with a faint light.

Looking closely, the big golden characters on the stone tablet show the child's current cultivation.

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding discussions continued......

"Hey, this is my child, my child."

"Your children, your children, the whole family is your children."

"Komatsu is out, brother, don't forget to ask Komatsu to help my unsuccessful kid in the future."

"This Mu Xiaosong is so powerful!"

"Niu, Brother Xiaosong, I will rely on you to cover us in the future."

"Eight paragraphs? It is estimated that it will be next year at most, and I am afraid that I will be able to become a spirit, right? ”

The young man in brocade stood proudly in front of the stone monument, very proud, and a little master at a young age.

In the cheers and envy of a group of people, Mu Xiaosong slowly walked off the high platform, accepting everyone's malice and kindness with peace of mind.

The cultivation of the Xuanshen Continent is mainly based on heavenly power, and the higher the cultivation, the higher the status, it's as simple as that.

As a twelve-year-old child, the eighth stage of the power of heaven is considered a genius, but it may not be a heavenly pride.

Mu Qing took a deep breath, feeling a little sour in his heart. While his right hand was slightly opened, a touch of cyan heavenly power quickly appeared and disappeared quickly.

"It's over." Mu Qing sighed secretly, "Such a weak chicken." ”

A super scientist in the previous life, a top talent who studied space shuttle, and the Xuanji Building was the best place to choose after the triple calculation of time, space, and consciousness. I didn't expect it to be a waste wood when I crossed over. If you want to say that it is a little money, it is just a little bit of money, and you can still enjoy half a life of wine, but there is nothing.

Just as Mu Qing sighed, there was a burst of banter behind him.

"Yo? Isn't this Young Master Qing? Why are you so depressed here? ”

Turning his head, he saw several subordinates in rough cloth clothes.

They don't have the courage to slander a Mu family's lineage, even if this lineage has no background.

But the master behind them has.

Mu Qing ignored them, and with a turn of his bright eyes, he locked on the young man who was slowly walking towards him with his hands on his back.

The young man is handsome and extraordinary, he is a second-grade spirit at the age of fifteen, and he is a descendant, and his strength and background far surpass Mu Qing.

"Cousin Mu Qing." Mu You squinted, and only smiled when he came closer, like a poisonous snake, full of coldness, "If you need help, but even if you want to find me, after all, Uncle Mu Lu also taught me in the early years, what to say.... I can't be ungrateful, can I? ”

Although he said kind words, his expression was full of cruelty.

Mu Qing scratched his neck, it was summer, and the slightly cool hand pressed on his neck brought a little coolness.

As Mu Qing let out a long breath and was about to speak, the tester shouted not far away, "Mu Qing, take the stage!" ”

Mu Qing shouted and raised his hand over there to answer, and at the same time got up with a sneer, and skimmed Mu You with the corner of his eye before leaving.

"No, who would want a dog's favor?"

The piercing killing intent behind him drove Mu Qing into the crowd quickly.

Feeling the disappearance of the killing intent, Mu Qing dared to let out a sigh.

I saw Mu You's face suddenly turned hideous, and he just wanted to make a move, but he was pressed on his chest by a big hand that appeared, "You'er!" ”

Mu You heard the majestic voice, looked up, and immediately reined in, "Father." ”

The middle-aged man has a bear on his back and wears a red robe to show his status.

He is the third elder of the Mu family, Mu He.

Looking at Mu Qing's relaxed back, Mu He's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Don't make trouble today." ”

"Father, there are many treasures in the jade Nana that this kid is holding, this kid lied three years ago that he didn't know anything, if he didn't do it, when he went to the border, I'm afraid it would be even more difficult." Mu You carried his hands on his back, even if his father was on his side, he never restrained his cold killing intent.

The people of the Mu family didn't dare to say much after noticing it, and stayed away.

In this realm where collateral and descendant lines are intertwined, sometimes eyesight is more important than strength.

Mu He didn't speak, and his old eyes looked at another high platform.

There was also an elder in a red robe standing there, the difference was that the fairy wind bone, not as angry as Mu He.

I saw that the old man smiled and nodded at Mu He, and Mu He immediately returned the salute with a smile on his face.

"Over the years, the second elder has protected Mu Qing's little calf, and I won't do anything, but as long as there is a mystery, I will die in my hands like Mu Qing's father and mother." Speaking of this, Mu He's face was a little grim, and then he exhaled turbidity, and said seriously: "You must not mess up this matter, I will intervene in the transfer list in five days, during this time, you must let Mu Qing be injured, cut off your hands and feet, it's okay." ”

"The child understands."

With Mu He's instructions, the ruthlessness on Mu You's face became a little stronger.

After about a moment, Mu He changed his smiling face and greeted someone to the competition platform that he was going to be responsible for.

At this time, Mu Qing had already taken the stage.