"Chapter 1: The Little Beggar"

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The sun is shining, everything grows, and the air is filled with a fragrance.

The light white mist in the air was ethereal, mysterious and ethereal.

The old trees are tall and stout, and the treetops sway gently and move with the wind.

On the branch was a blue bird, with dark red eyes, wings as smooth as silk, and a sharp beak combing the beautiful feathers.

The towering waterfall falls 3,000 feet, and the surging water falls from the sky. Magnificent and majestic.

At the bottom of the waterfall is a large deep pool, the size of a lake, and a lake of water flows into the distance. The turquoise water of the lake is clear and bright, and the surface of the lake is sparkling, splashing, and setting off a circle of ripples.

"Poof!!"

A small figure emerged from the water, and the water rattled.

The small figure swam towards the lake, slowly but surely.

After a while, the little figure swam to the shore.

A small hand as white as jade pressed on the shore, and with a throw of his right hand, a silver-white fish was thrown out of the water and fell to the shore.

The fish twisted its body and slapped it on the ground, trying to run back into the water, splashing everywhere.

The small figure supported the ground with his hands and slowly crawled to the ground.

The blue garment was tattered, and the silky silk cloth that should have been gorgeous and beautiful was now rotten like a stinking rag.

The delicate little face is in stark contrast to the clothes, and it really feels like a world of difference.

The fair-skinned little face is still very immature and slightly pale because it has been soaked in the water for too long. A pair of large dark and bright eyes sparkled, and their eyes shone like stars.

Looking at the fish on the ground, a flower-like smile bloomed on that chubby little face.

"There's fish to eat!hey!" the little boy laughed, his voice green.

Less than a meter tall, very young, ragged, with an innocent face, you will smile happily when you look at the fish in front of you.

Grab the fish and skillfully skewer it with the slender and stopping wooden sticks that have been prepared. After running into the woods for a while, he picked up a large pile of dead branches and leaves.

"Drilling wood for fire"

Very old and troublesome way of starting a fire, but the little boy did not complain, and did not show a trace of displeasure.

Looking down and squatting down, he waved his pink little hand, waved away the lake, and began to drill with a pointed wooden stick.

The place where the small stick was held had been polished smooth, and it looked like it had been used for a long time.

After a while, wisps of white smoke rose.

The little boy's eyes lit up, he picked up the dead leaves, carefully placed them aside, and pursed his mouth and blew gently. Very careful and patient.

Half an hour later, a small fire was lit here, and a fish with no scales was planted next to it.

The little boy was taking off his tattered clothes and drying them, and his long black and thick hair had already been knotted, and it had not been combed for some days, and it was all mixed together.

"Hey, hey, I'm so hungry! The little boy's voice sounded, crisp and loud, with a sense of immaturity.

After a long time, the little boy finally got his wish and began to eat fish, and he didn't care about any image, he grabbed the ends of the sticks with both hands and began to eat.

The freshly grilled fish was so hot that he screamed "oops".

He was hungry and wanted to eat quickly. I took a bite of the fish scales, took a bite of the fish, exhaled for a long time, and swallowed it directly when it was cold, but I didn't chew it! I was really hungry.

After eating the fish, run to the river to wash your hands. Lifting the sleeves, bruises appeared on the small hand, red and purple.

Who would dare to believe that such a young child is so hard, ragged and full of scars.

There are traces of the rules of scars, they are beaten with things, and some are messy, and only this little boy knows how to get them.

"Hiss......!" When the little boy washed his hands, he washed the wound gently, rubbed it gently, but he was still gasped by the pain, stubbornly gritted his teeth and endured it, and did not scream.

"Whew...... Let's go!" the little boy exhaled, and his delicate little face returned to smiling, smiling like a breeze.

Step away from the little feet that don't even have shoes, and walk in the direction of the waterfall.

That little back is a little thin and lonely.

In front of the small figure, there is a town, and it is a huge and ancient town, with hundreds of meters of walls, tall, mighty, and domineering.

The bustling avenue, the flow of people, the tall buildings, gorgeous and elegant.

The streets are full of people, all dressed in clean and tidy clothes, men holding folding fans, fluttering clothes, handsome and chic, graceful, a little poetic, demeanor.

The woman is holding a fan, and her long skirt is fluttering. The gestures are noble and elegant. The flowers and the moon are beautiful, quiet and beautiful, beautiful as the empty valley orchid.

"Rock Sugar Gourd! Rock Sugar Gourd......"

"Sugar Man ......"

"Immortal weapon, artifact! ”

"Walk by, don't miss it, after this village, there is no such shop. ”

......

The bustling streets are filled with hawkers and selling all sorts of things. In addition to eating, there are actually people selling immortal weapons, which is really shocking, and there are quite a few of them.

There are various weapons and elixirs placed on the stalls, exuding a faint and ethereal atmosphere, which is slightly sacred.

There are so many people today.

Many young people and girls traveled in groups, of similar ages. Not very old, seven or eight years old. All of them are well-dressed, dignified, holding their heads up, talking and laughing.

At first glance, you can tell that she is a rich son, the eldest lady, confident and proud, and has an excellent temperament.

Many people are still holding long swords, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, noble and gorgeous, delicate and beautiful, flowing with the brilliance of the sword.

A small figure approached, ragged and staggering, tiptoeing forward.

The little boy looked around, curious about the new things around him, but trembling, and hid his gaze from passers-by, as if he was afraid of something.

"Bang !!"

The little boy looked around curiously, dodging the gaze of others, but instead he was distracted, ignoring the front and bumping into a man.

His emaciated body knocked himself down, and the boy fell to the ground.

"Right...... I'm sorry!" The little boy's voice trembled, and he looked up at the man and apologized.

The man was hit, and he didn't think anything was there, but when he looked back and saw it, he was angry when he saw that it was a dirty little beggar.

While patting his clothes, he wrinkled and scolded, "Little beggar, are you blind, get out!"

kicked the little boy in the arm, and the little boy gritted his teeth in pain, but he swallowed his anger and didn't dare to say more, because he knew that if he dared to speak up, he would be beaten even worse......

"Bang Bang !!"

kicked the little boy several times in succession, and the little boy could only block it with his hand, and his hands were red.

The man also glared at the little boy viciously, and cursed in his mouth, "Stinky food, dirty, bad luck!"

Only then did he leave angrily.

"Oh, little beggar!"

"Tsk, that's pathetic!"

"Don't look at it, it's dirty, hurry up, it's time to start. ”

......

The onlookers smiled shamefully as they watched the little boy who fell to the ground, without the slightest intention of stepping forward to help him up.

The most terrifying thing is that those who say that people are pitiful, and they have a look of disdain. I didn't want to look twice, for fear of staining my eyes, so I walked forward quickly and left here.

When the crowd had thinned out and no one was paying attention to him, the little boy looked up.

Gently patting his sleeves, he showed a bitter smile with difficulty, lowered his head, and staggered along the crowd.

Today is quite a special day.

Heroes from all over the world gathered in this ancient city to participate in the selection.

An annual selection competition selects talents from all walks of life to join the academy.

"Gu Immortal Pavilion"

In the name of immortals, cultivate immortals, advance to the pinnacle of the avenue, and become a peerless master.

Look at the world and become the one who overlooks the world among all living beings.

From ancient times to the present, all living beings, the strong are respected, and the weak can only kneel and submit, and they are not even qualified to raise their heads.

Ants, slaughtered by others, all counterattacks are all eggs hitting the rock, and they are beyond their strength.

In the face of absolute strength, the roar of anger is nothing but the wail of the weak.

The silver-white staircase of thousands of steps reaches to the sky, domineering and leaking. You can vaguely see the luxurious and beautiful ancient hall above......

The aura gathers, the glow is shrouded, and the spirit beasts are infested, just like a fairyland.

At the foot of the mountain, the flow of people is surging and bustling, and they all gather here.

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