When Mu Qing took the stage, he attracted the attention of countless people.

"Mulu's child."

"It's a pity, if Brother Mu Lu teaches, maybe our clan will give birth to another foundation."

Among the people who looked at Mu Qing, most of them expressed pity for Mu Qing.

As the child of the strongest in the second generation of the Mu family, Mu Qing's past and future are a little ups and downs.

At the beginning, Mu Qing was blessed by his father's brilliance, and he was also cultivated according to the treatment of his descendants.

Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and Mu Qing also inherited his father's excellent genes.

At the age of eight, he condensed the cyclone and stepped on the spirit, and at the age of nine, he became a first-class spirit.

Just when everyone's eyes and glory fell on this child, an accident happened.

Mu Lu and his wife, died tragically!

This is what the returning survivors saw with their own eyes.

In the crowd, a beautiful figure was clenching her fists slightly, her eyebrows furrowed and her thin lips pursed.

There was a little pity flashing in her beautiful eyes, and after thinking about it, she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

Mu Xiaoxiao, the proud son of the Mu family for three generations, is a high-profile existence among girls.

At the same time, Mu Qing was already standing on the competition platform.

When he approached the tester, he looked at the black boulder in front of him without saying a word.

"Mu Qing, you've tested it many times, come on." The tester said nonchalantly.

The Test Magic Stone Tablet will be open to the Tianjiao and Essence in the clan without restrictions, and Mu Qing is also among them.

But Mu Qing's last test was three years ago.

"Whew-"

Mu Qing let out a long breath, and when his mind moved, a cyan heavenly power appeared in the palm of his right hand.

As vigorous as a flame, as clear as jade, the faint power of heaven swirls back and forth in the palm of the hand, and the silk thread wanders on the fingertips.

"Come on." Mu Qing muttered in a low voice.

In the next second, the fair-skinned and slender fingers were the first to touch the magic measuring stone, and the cool feeling was transmitted from the fingertips to all parts of the body.

At this time, the magic stone tablet was glowing, and the faint light was like the glow of fireflies, not dazzling.

"Ah, is that still the case?"

"The last test was the fourth stage of the power of heaven, and I don't know how much it is this time."

"Although the strength is insufficient, the experience of condensing cyclones is still there."

"Hey, what's the use? Isn't the genius of the past also a waste now? ”

There is actually more disdain for Mu Qing among his peers.

Back then, they surrounded Mu Qing and licked Mu Qing like dogs, but it was only later that Mu Qing lost his position and showed his fangs.

Slander and abuse, punching and bullying have become Mu Qing's daily routine.

Abandoning the noise around him, Mu Qing began to mobilize the power of heaven with all his heart, and the moment he closed his eyes, the light like fireflies changed significantly.

The tester looked expressionless, unmoved.

After about a few seconds, eye-catching large characters appeared on the Demon Measuring Stone Tablet, "Heavenly Power, Three Stages, Level: Low!" ”

"Hahahaha, it's weaker than before!"

"I'll just say, how can Mu Qing recover? The concentration just now scared people to death. ”

"Ahh

Clearly audible ridicule and contempt echoed in his ears for a long time.

Mu Qing, who opened his eyes, looked at the eye-catching big characters in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and turned a deaf ear to the words of others.

"Sure enough."

Mu Qing murmured to himself as if to verify his conjecture.

Last night, the Second Elder found him for a test, and the result was the same as today.

Originally, it shouldn't be like this, the decay of the realm is due to the cultivator himself, but the predecessor suffered from cultivation, and it stands to reason that the realm will not decrease even if it does not improve.

This time, Mu Qing thought of himself.

Because of the relationship between soul wearing, the soul of the predecessor was forced to die, resulting in a further decline in strength.

Today's results speak for themselves.

The tester looked at Mu Qingruo's thoughtful expression, and finally persuaded him: "It's okay, ordinary people are fine." ”

Mu Qing smiled bitterly and nodded, not answering.

At this point, the tester turned to announce the results to the crowd after registering, and then began to shout for the next person.

Mu Qing, who stepped down from the stage, walked briskly in the passage vacated by everyone, without stopping.

In addition to pity for oneself, what lingers in my ears is ridicule and contempt.

Leaving the martial arts training ground, Mu Qing went to the back mountain along the trail.

It's quiet, no one comes, and it's a great place to escape.

Sitting on an open meadow, Mu Qing chewed on the weeds in his mouth, allowing the bitterness to spread in his mouth.

Looking at the town in the distance, Mu Qing muttered to himself, "What can I do in the future?" ”

A scientist who studies space, time, and consciousness is helpless when he arrives in this high-dimensional world.

If this is passed back, I don't know how many people's big teeth will be laughed off.

At this moment, Mu Qing suddenly noticed that there was someone behind him, turned his head to look, and said bitterly, "Second Elder." ”

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Second Elder Mu Yan laughed and stepped forward quickly.

Coming behind Mu Qing, Mu Yan sorted out his wide red robe and sat on the bluestone next to him and looked at the town.

"What? Not reconciled? He asked with a smile.

"No, I just feel a little helpless." Mu Qing smiled quite old-fashionedly.

The second elder smiled meaningfully, rolled up his sleeves, and the moment the heavenly power emerged, a jade appeared in his palm.

The ring-shaped black Yuna floated in the palm of his hand, carried by the crimson celestial power.

Mu Qing turned his head to look, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Daddy's things." ”

Back then, the second elder was the leader of the task of Mu Lu and his wife, and since then, the second elder has taken special care of Mu Qing.

Mu Qing naturally didn't know what was going on, in fact, except for the participants, even the other elders didn't know.

The whole thing was kept in strict secrecy to this day.

"This is something that your father entrusted to me, and it has never been given to you." Mu Yan took two steps forward, "I can't change the rules of the clan, and this thing should be returned to you." I know the humiliation you have suffered in the clan over the years, but it's a pity that Mu He is better at winning people's hearts than me, don't blame the old man for not taking good care of him. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Yan smiled bitterly, with reluctance in his old eyes.

He has no children under his knees, and he has long regarded Mu Qing as his grandson.

When Mu Qing heard this, he hurriedly got up and hugged his fists and bowed, "The second elder laughed, without the help of the second elder, I wouldn't be able to survive so far." ”

Mu Yan was silent for a while, "Yu Na, you accept it, and tomorrow, the root of your illness may be eliminated." ”

"The root of the disease?" Mu Qing was puzzled in his heart, and his hands had already stretched out to take Yuna.

"Come to the council hall early tomorrow, the old man will take you to meet someone, and she may be able to help you." Mu Yan said again.

"The second elder can inform ....."

"Won't you know tomorrow?" Mu Yan laughed and turned to leave.

Mu Qing clenched his fists with a little doubt, "Got it, Second Elder." ”

After sending Mu Yan away, Mu Qing looked at the Yuna in his hand, thought about it, stretched out his index finger and put it on.

Just when the Yuna and index finger were tightly sealed, suddenly, a complex pattern appeared on the surface of the Yuna, and a faint light bloomed.

Mu Qing's face was uneasy, and he just wanted to take it off, but in the next second, a wisp of white smoke rose from the ring.

Before he could react, an old voice came from his ears.