Tang drunk standing outside the cave, this highest peak is like the form of a drunken arhat of the Buddhists, and his position is like the oval wine gourd of the drunken arhats.

Looking into the distance, his gaze is unwavering. Tang drunk and asked Aolong: Have you ever been afraid!

The dragon proudly looked at the distant sky, there was no sunset, no moon rising. The wind and the earth broke through the sky, and they were bored.

Have you ever been afraid!

Tang Zui remembered the first time he participated in the battle, it was the first time he fought with Tie Hongzhong against the boy Huang Shang!

The fire dragon transformed by the dragon's breath trick surrounds him, and the man and dragon are one, spinning and attacking. At this moment, the old things are in my heart, and I don't see the people who came.

I slowly remembered an ancient poem I learned with the old scholar in the private school of Qingming Town: The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and I don't see the companion when I come. The faint singing voice is far away, and the sorrow leads to the south bank of the river!

The Si people have gone, you don't see the good man Tie Hongzhong in the world, and you don't see the chattering old pedant.

After all, Xiuzhen is lonely, and only a lonely heart can face this cold avenue.

Tang drunk jumped up on the spot, and the proud dragon suddenly flew up and surrounded Tang Zui, and one person and one dragon spun and flew into the distance.

Rich fire spiritual power filled this cold heaven and earth. The speed of the spinning flight was very slow, and Tang was drunk and looked at the mountains in front of him.

The fire spiritual power emitted melted all the nearby snow, and the heavy snow on the mountain peak began to dissolve continuously.

Soon the bottom of the mountains melted into a small stream. The towering trees between the mountains were burned to ashes.

Sprinkled here and earth, like the dust of time.

Tang drunk did not stop, although the speed of the spinning flight was very slow, but it also flew over most of the mountains.

Although there is no spiritual vein here, the mountain peaks are steep, and it has to be said to be an excellent fairyland on earth.

It wasn't until the snow on all the mountains had melted that Tang Drunk stopped. I saw that it was like a flood, and a large area of snow water was rolling down.

Tang Zui, who had already come to the foot of the mountain, suddenly saw a cowherding boy near the foot of the mountain, who was only six or seven years old.

At this moment, the rolling water is about to drown this little boy! Tang drunk suddenly moved his heart of compassion and quickly came to the little boy's side!

The boy was herding the ox, watching the snow on the top of the mountains and mountains melting, and stopped in place without feeling his mind.

Seeing that the powerful current above his head was about to submerge him, he was immediately overwhelmed with fear. At this moment, a white-clothed immortal descended from the sky.

Tang drunk came to the little boy's side, stroked the little boy's messy fluffy hair with his hand, and then raised a sword, and the huge water was repulsed and moved to the middle of the mountains.

The child was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, secretly calling out to the gods, the gods.

Tang drunk laughed, and asked with a smile: "Little boy, you have a name." ”

The cowherd boy was in ragged clothes and had some unwashed dust on his face. Looking at the approachable fairy in front of him, he said resignedly: "I don't have a name, my parents starved to death in the disaster year, and everyone called me a cow herder." All I know is that my surname is Don. ”

Tang is a little drunk, mortals are watching the sky to eat, God doesn't want it, it is the year of the catastrophe, and those who can survive are just some rich people.

Tang drunk slowly injected a trace of spiritual power, and when he went to the body of the cow herding baby, he found that although this son had mediocre qualifications, he was also a wood spirit vein that could be cultivated.

Tang drunk said softly: "Your surname is Tang, and my surname is Tang." Although the words are different, the sound is the same, which can be regarded as a fate. I'll give you a name, your name will be Tang Changsheng!

The cowherd's little yellow face and tears slowly flowed. Picked up his little hand and wiped the tears on his face, at this moment Tang was drunk and saw his arms, there were many scars under his clothes, and several of them were still pus-trapped!

Tang was a little sentimental, compared to the person who must have taken care of him herding cattle, and often beat and scolded him. After all, he has no parents, and children who don't even have a name are always powerless in this world.

Tang drunk slowly injected spiritual power, and the spiritual power entered the body of the cowherd baby, and there was a warm feeling, which was more comfortable than the sun shining on the body.

In an instant, the injuries on Tang Changsheng's body were all healed, and miraculously, even the original scars disappeared.

Tang Changsheng knelt on the ground and slammed his head three times at Tang drunk.

Tang Changsheng's tears kept staying, as if all the pain flowed out, but Tang Zui knew that his heart, after all, was hurt by this cruel world.

People, alive. What is it for? It's sad to live just to eat, but unfortunately most people live like this. The snow had stopped, and the sun began to appear, shining through the clouds and shedding his warmth.

Tang drunk helped Tang Changsheng up, and said softly: "Changsheng, you and I are destined, I will give you a creation, although you have mediocre qualifications, you can also cultivate the truth, as long as you are diligent, you can also become a cultivator like me, that is, the immortal in the mouth." ”

Tang Changsheng looked at Tang drunk in surprise, and slowly showed a smile of surprise, the sun was overwhelming, this smile, Tang drunk was hard to forget.

Tang Changsheng said timidly: "Immortal, can I really do it." ”

Tang nodded heavily drunk, then took out a Sumeru ring and put some of the exercises of the wood spirit vein, although it was not a top-level exercise, but it was also very rare.

The name of this exercise is called "Chunyang Nineteen Scattered", although the power is not large, but when the cultivation is completed, the healing effect is indeed surprisingly amazing, Tang Zui does not want Tang Changsheng to practice some very domineering methods, so it will harm him.

The influence of the method practiced by a cultivator on one's body and character is irreversible.

Just like some evil exercises, it makes people become ferocious. In exercises such as some fire spirit veins, it can make people's character more fearless and brave.

Some broken spirit stones and lower grade spirit stones were put into the Sumeru ring, and Tang Zui was here to protect Tang Changsheng, knowing that three days later, he saw Tang Changsheng enter the first layer of the spirit period, so he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

I have to say that although Tang Changsheng's qualifications are mediocre, his heart is extremely firm. Finally entered the first layer of the smart period and stepped into the road of cultivation!

Tang Changsheng received this favor, and knelt on the ground again and continued to clasp his head like Tang drunk, and blood was already oozing from his forehead.

Tang Zui lifted his body and said slowly: "Since I have a relationship with you, I should also tell you my name." If there is a fate, you and I can also meet again. But there's one thing, you have to promise me!"

Tang Changsheng wiped away his tears with his little hands, looked at Tang's drunken and thin body, and nodded heavily.

Tang drunk said: "Promise me not to take revenge on the people who bullied you." They are all mortals, and I let you step into the path of cultivation, but I was moved by compassion. I don't want you to go down the path of harm. ”

Tang Changsheng said seriously: "I know that the immortals will not accept me as an apprentice, but I am really grateful to the immortals. If I can see the immortals again in the future, I Tang Changsheng! After all, I will repay the great favor!"

Tang Zui smiled and stroked Tang Changsheng's fluffy hair again, and asked slowly, "Does this mountain have a name?"

Tang Changsheng hurriedly said: "Everyone calls this mountain a barren mountain, because the mountain peak is steep and steep, few people come, except for me, ......"

Tang Changsheng said this and lowered his head. Then he said a little sadly: "Only when I arrived at this place, no one bullied me." In the past, when I was herding cattle and peeking at the teachers of private schools, I would be chased by a group of people. So...... That's why I often come to this barren mountain. ”

Tang was drunk for a while, and he didn't know how to resolve the sadness in Tang Changsheng's heart, so he sighed.

Everyone in this world has their own suffering, and this suffering is often an obsession with the future.

Tang Zui pointed to the highest mountain, which was like a drunken arhat and said: "Starting today, this mountain can be called - Tang Mountain......!

After Tang drunk finished speaking, the sword flew out, and it disappeared in Tang Changsheng's gaze after a while.

Tang Changsheng looked at the scalper next to him and said softly: "Ah Huang, I will have a name from today onwards, my name is Tang!

Tang was drunk next to the highest peak, picked up the Futu sword and slashed a few swords at the peak, and then a big "Tang" character appeared.

I don't know if this relationship between himself and Tang Changsheng is right or wrong, but he has a clear conscience.

There are too many miserable people in this world, how can they be saved. But when you encounter it, it is your own cause and effect, and it is your own way.

Tang was drunk and returned to the cave like a wine gourd, and slowly put a jade slip on the mark left by the transformation of the dragon, which recorded some information about himself, informing him that he was from Qingming Town and from Qingshuang Sword Pavilion.

I hope that Tang Changsheng can advance to build a foundation, and then he can come here, and his hard work will not be in vain.

Tang was drunk in the cave and practiced for another half a year, and he was only a line away from the late stage of foundation building.

Now that it is the late stage of the foundation building period, Tang Zui is ready to go back to Qingming Town. At nightfall, I immediately went here.

Tang Changsheng returned to the village and lived there for more than a month, cultivating diligently every day. Now that he is already on the second floor of the Agility Period, the rich man who hired him to herd cattle saw that Tang Changsheng was not working for him, so he sent a few big men to teach him a lesson, after all, it is normal to abuse such a child without parents.

It's a pity, who knew that Tang Changsheng was like a god, he repelled a few big men he had sent out, and he didn't dare to provoke him.

Immediately frightened, he gave Mr. Tang a few dozen taels of silver, and begged Tang Changsheng not to take revenge on him. Tang Changsheng accepted the silver tael, abided by Tang Zui's agreement, and no longer pursued.

He gave the silver taels to Aunt Wang, who often helped him, and then lived at the foot of Tang Mountain, hunting when he was hungry, and drinking the water of the stream formed by the melting of the snow in Tang Mountain when he was thirsty.

Before cultivating every day, Tang Changsheng had to say a word.

This sentence is also a very popular sentence in the Kyushu cultivation world:

- The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

The immortals stroke my top, and the hair is immortalized!

Tang Changsheng was later able to cultivate the true realm in Kyushu, and his prestige could have a place, and it was also rumored to be a beautiful talk, which made many people envious, but this is all an afterthought, and now he is only the second layer of the agility period.

And Tang Drunk is only in the late stage of the foundation building period, and in the ranks of the vast cultivators, he is just an insignificant figure. But the future is limitless, and the road can be expected. As long as we live, how can we talk about giving up! How can we talk about bowing our heads! The road is cruel, and we can only never bow our heads!