"Ji Mingyuan!" Ye Tianwan exclaimed.

Ji Mingyuan was beaten upside down by Zhao Tingsheng and was bombarded without resistance.

The group of people at the bottom of the stairs were also shocked, they didn't expect such a sudden change to happen, which made people stunned.

"Boom !!"

Ji Mingyuan was like a cannonball, with a bang, and was knocked down the stairs.

"Po ......"

The petite figure appeared under the mountain gate, and the plaque of the Ancient Immortal Pavilion hung down with ripples, and the silver-white glow shrouded him.

He floated there, his hands hanging limply, his big beautiful eyes struggling at this moment, looking feebly at the figure on the top of the stairs.

"For ...... What ......," Ji Mingyuan said hoarsely.

He didn't understand what he had offended him, why he had made a move on him, he didn't offend anyone, and even avoided it from afar, but he was still beaten down.

He's in so much pain, so uncomfortable!

What a grievance!

The stubborn little face held back tears, but the corners of his eyes still overflowed with faint tears.

Vaguely, Ji Mingyuan saw Zhao Tingsheng standing on top of the hundred steps, only revealing a side face, as if his eyes were looking at ants, with disdain, and even disgust.

Finally!

Ji Mingyuan fainted, and then the ripples around him dissipated, slowly falling down.

"Waste!" Zhao Tingsheng looked at Ji Mingyuan at the foot of the mountain with a disgusted expression.

"What are you doing?" Mu Ziqing looked at him coldly and scolded in a low voice.

"Mole ants, are you also worthy of being with me?" Zhao Tingsheng did not show weakness, and stared at her coldly.

He was not convinced, why could a woman actually pass the assessment before him, and he was the eldest young master of the Zhao family, but he was not even as good as a woman?

And now there is a little beggar who deserves to be by his side? and is directly bombarded by him.

"Rubbish!" Mu Ziqing was cold and frosty, didn't pay attention to him at all, and turned his head to look at the foot of the mountain.

"You ......" Zhao Tingsheng was furious, and even wanted to do it.

Beneath the Mountain......

"Ji Mingyuan!" Ye Tianwan was shocked, her figure fluttered, stretched out her jade hand, and caught Ji Mingyuan.

Ye Tianwan didn't care about Ji Mingyuan's dirty clothes and soiled his delicate and beautiful long skirt, and hugged him directly.

With a snort, a gust of wind blew, and the ripples of her body as blue as water converged into Ji Mingyuan's body and penetrated into it.

She used her whole body's spiritual power to heal Ji Mingyuan's injuries.

"Bang !!"

A Tsing Yi danced, and there was an extra figure beside the two.

Ye Tianwan looked up, and he was a city lord with a rich god like jade, a fairy and a bone, and an extraordinary temperament.

"City Lord, please take action and save him!" Ye Tianwan said nervously, and her hands did not stop, continuing to instill spiritual power into Ji Mingyuan.

"Do your best!" the city lord said calmly, stretched out his hand, and pointed his fingertips in front of Ji Mingyuan's forehead, exuding a vibrant spiritual power like green leaves.

Not far behind him, a sturdy man retracted his steps, looked at the back of the city lord, and was calm and speechless.

The old man beside him looked at him, but he didn't dare to look at him more.

After a short time, the lord of the castle withdrew his hand.

Ye Tianwan's beautiful eyes widened slightly, looking at him nervously.

The city lord shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, "The injury is too serious!"

"Gu Immortal Pavilion's formation has protected his heart, and I have only barely repaired his injuries, and it is good that he can survive. ”

"But......" the city lord paused, and sighed, "unless you comb your body with heavenly treasures, you won't be able to become a monk in this life." ”

"What?" Ye Tianwan was shocked, and then looked down at Ji Mingyuan silently, silently healing him.

"Hey...... Displaced at the age of six, alone, and even more so now, poor child, is this world too cruel?" Ye Tianwan sighed lightly, and her jade hand gently pressed on Ji Mingyuan's chest, exuding a turquoise aura.

Ji Mingyuan was seriously injured and dying, his long hair scattered on his pale little face, as white as paper, without a trace of blood. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his small lips trembled as if he was suffering unimaginable pain.

"Gu Immortal Pavilion didn't prohibit the battle between the assessments! Someone around looked at Ji Mingyuan and discussed.

"If he stayed a little farther away, he would be fine. "It's humane, Ji Mingyuan has already moved two steps, if he is a little farther away, he will be able to pass the assessment smoothly, Zhao Tingsheng is like this, it is really embarrassing.

"Pity this kid......" There was an old man on crutches, looking at Ji Mingyuan and sighing, shaking his head one after another, a little unbearable.

Ji Mingyuan should have been able to pass the assessment smoothly, and he was a few steps away from the standard, even if his cultivation was not good, he could at least find a random job in the Gu Immortal Pavilion and live in peace.

Now that he was seriously injured and dying by Zhao Tingsheng, if he didn't have the natural treasures to comb his body, he would no longer be able to cultivate in this life, and he would not even have a place to survive.

Heaven and earth!

Rare and rare things in heaven and earth, even if it is a nobleman with a clear power, he has to save it, who will give him a little beggar who has no relatives and no reason to spend it, his life is a waste.

The city lord calmly looked at Ji Mingyuan and shook his head slightly, and then looked at Zhao Tingsheng on the stairs.

"The ribs are broken, the heart and lungs are almost shattered, and the kid of the Zhao family is ruthless enough. The city lord squinted at Zhao Tingsheng and said in his heart.

Ji Mingyuan's cultivation is not as good as Zhao Tingsheng, and it is a miracle that he barely dies under his blow, but it is inevitable that he will be seriously injured and dying, and he will be in danger, hanging with a breath, barely saving a life.

Then the city lord was suspicious.

He stepped forward to help in order to probe Ji Mingyuan, his performance was too strange and shocking! But after he probed just now, he didn't find anything.

Although it was very miserable, Ji Mingyuan did not receive too much attention from everyone, and the assessment continued.

Ye Qianwan still had to continue to invigilate, and she couldn't take care of him, so she could only carry him to lie down under the tree next to him.

It glanced at the old drunkard beside the tree, bowed politely, and then frowned slightly at Ji Mingyuan, who had already fainted, and had no choice but to go back to the invigilator first.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo!!"

The old drunkard was holding his wine gourd and pouring wine, and he looked at Ji Mingyuan beside him and smiled.

Gently flicked his sleeves and looked at Ji Mingyuan.

"Ahem......" Ji Mingyuan felt a gust of wind, lay down and coughed up blood, and woke up half-open, dazed.

"Poor boy!" the old drunkard shook his head and sighed, and continued to drink.

"Old ...... Grandpa!" Ji Mingyuan's weak Dao was like an old man in his last years, and his whole person was extremely prostrate, as if he was going to lose his breath at any time.

"Oh, are you awake?" the old drunkard looked at Ji Mingyuan and smiled, opening his mouth to see the strong smell of wine, and his nose was smoky.

"Grandpa...... I...... What's wrong?" Ji Mingyuan collapsed and said intermittently.

He didn't even know how he was beaten, Zhao Tingsheng shot too fast and too heavy, Ji Mingyuan was directly beaten to faint and almost died.

"That kid knocked you down, the formation of the Gu Immortal Pavilion saved half of your life, and the little girl and the city lord barely saved your life, but your meridians are destroyed. The drunkard calmly recounted what had happened.

Ji Mingyuan opened his eyes with difficulty, turned his head stubbornly, and could barely see Ye Tianwan's back in green clothes, he knew that it was the two of them who saved him, and he saw it in a daze.

"Why did he ...... You want to hit me?" Ji Mingyuan then looked at the old drunkard with difficulty.

Ji Mingyuan didn't understand, didn't understand why that teenager wanted to beat himself, didn't understand why so many people hated him, didn't understand why he was so unlucky, he was always bullied, was it his own fault?

Ji Mingyuan's body was very painful, very tired, tired, he was very aggrieved and wanted to cry, but he stubbornly didn't cry, and held back his tears to prevent them from slipping down.

The old drunkard squinted at Ji Mingyuan and said, "Because his pride doesn't allow you to walk side by side with him, he doesn't approve of you!"

Zhao Tingsheng is the son of a general, whether it is his identity or his heart, he does not allow Ji Mingyuan to be side by side with him.

In his eyes, he was just an ant who was lucky enough to be sheltered by the formation, and he was still that low-status beggar.

Ji Mingyuan was aggrieved and did not speak quietly.

"Do you hate him?" said the old drunkard.

ruined his own way, abolished his whole body meridians, and couldn't practice in this great wilderness world, so he could only be an ordinary person.

"I ...... Don't hate him!" Ji Mingyuan was silent for a while, and then said with a smile.

"Huh?" The old drunkard woke up in an instant, and looked at Ji Mingyuan with a look of surprise.

Who is holy in the world? It is not cultivation, but the realm, the saint is selfless, does not resent others, is relieved of the world, and has boundless love for the common people.

Suffering from this kind of treatment, why can a child be so relieved of what happened to him?

"My mother said, don't resent others, be happy, and live well!" Ji Mingyuan said with a smile, his big eyes turned into a crescent moon, and he was very happy.

"Haha......" The old drunkard laughed, looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing very happily and freely.

"Child, do you want to cultivate immortals? I will teach you peerless swordsmanship, the secret of immortal creation, so that you can dominate the world and be invincible!" The old drunkard looked at Ji Mingyuan and laughed.

"Okay!" Ji Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes, his big eyes were like stars in the sky, and he said in surprise.