In the small town called Qianping County to the west of Suzhou, a dilapidated school with "learning and lofty" hangs in front of the door.

A man in a white gown with a green brush with gold thread outlining the "wonderful brush" in his mouth hangs from his mouth, and rubs his temples with both hands to express his dissatisfaction.

Finally, I put away my pen and lay lazily on the table, and I was inexplicably upset about the deafening sound of the book.

Recently, this man in white who shoulders two responsibilities can be said to have changed his heart greatly, from the beginning of me as a dignified son of the heavens of the Shangde Academy, and I can't deal with you stinky hairy boys, to now, I really beg you little ancestors, can you not ask me about the chicken feathers of dogs.

In this remote town, it is not that you have to go to school when you are old, but you can only go to school if you have spare money, so although they are classmates, they are all five or six years old.

At the beginning of the summer, there were one or two very young people who were considered to be the jade in the palm of their hands, because the folk customs of the town were "simple", and there were useless children at a young age.

Because he is the Wang Tianbao who sells the Chaos King Aunt's intimate little padded jacket, it really relies on his mother's splashing and rolling, three inches of rotten tongue, and wanton trouble, but it really gives Yu Zhong a headache.

Just take a trivial thing that is too small to be small, just because the little guy in the class wanted to ask questions and answers for the first time, and Yu Zhong was too lazy to say it, and then ushered in a "catastrophe".

A woman with a waist like a bucket stood in front of the county yamen in a red short coat and scolded, from the ancestors to the unborn children, and she was partial, had no conscience, and was black-hearted and short-lived.

That made Yu Zhongqi's heart breathe fire, and the two doormen who paid for it were also this person's neighbors, so he had to fight back in private: "If you are not an ordinary market shrew, even if you have a fixed point of cultivation, Lao Tzu will torture you for no afterlife." ”

This is Yu Zhong's character, he even said that if you don't read a book, you have to reason with others, whoever wants to scold me, I will scold whomever I want, and whoever wants to do it, I will slap his face.

At this time, Yu Zhong, the county lord who was sitting in the classroom, saw Wang Tianbao with a slug, who was sleeping with his head raised in a strange posture.

Yu Zhong immediately got up and grabbed his ear, and said angrily, "Go home and sleep!"

Unexpectedly, the little boy rubbed his eyes, and immediately retorted: "I'll fuck you!"

Yu Zhong, who was accustomed to it, increased his strength, and wanted to scold him angrily, "I'll fuck your mother!" But thinking of the red-shirted woman with a waist like a bucket, she immediately shook her head and scolded angrily: "You little rabbit cub really can't treat you when I can't cure you?"

The child, who didn't know the height of the sky, clasped his hands on his chest and raised his head proudly.

Yu Zhong immediately beckoned a young man who was serious about reading, "Pang Yushi, you take him out to the punishment station, and he is not allowed to leave class until noon." ”

The chubby young man was already a little handsome because of his growing figure, and he asked, "Why me?"

Yu Zhong waved his hand and said, "If you want to go, why is there so much nonsense!"

Pang Yushi shook his head and walked to the door to stand.

The little boy who was still snorting his nose was immediately speechless, his mother said, it's okay to mess with the county magistrate, but don't mess with the son of the landlord's family, the family has a big business, and we can't afford it.

The little boy named Wang Tianbao had to take a book and bow his head and walk out of the door, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yushi, I'm sorry." ”

Pang Yushi shook his head, not blaming.

But it seems that without the boy who grew up together, the things that he used to think were extremely interesting have become boring.

It is precisely because of this that the young man who was dedicated to reading actually wrote the sentence told by the new gentleman one day, "Heaven and earth have a breath, ethereal and without a trace, I can't think about it, I can't ask for it, after a thousand words, I look up and see Haoran", and inexplicably stepped into another colorful world.

He also understood why the young man had left, and what the rickety old man had been.

So with the help of this county magistrate who seemed to have nothing to do but cared about everything, he tempered his physique little by little, and told himself in his heart, "Wait, wait until you can have the power to protect yourself, or climb to a higher level, you must go out to see, whether it is the Chongyang Imperial City Tai'an, or the outside world, in short, I will not be imprisoned in this town." ”

Compared with Jiang Huai, who is as qualified as the bright moon, Yu Zhong prefers Pang Yushi, who has ordinary qualifications but is full of tenacity, although he is also talented, but the short-lived scenery of genius is too much to see, and some roads may be plain and dull to walk more exciting.

What surprised Yu Zhong even more was that the little demon king of the mixed world was beyond his reach in some aspects, such as being able to carry a bucket of spring water at a few years old, and even more so, although he didn't have any moves, he could bring out the true meaning of punching when he was playing, and the good bones were too much better than ordinary people.

He has written to Tai'an about this matter, and I believe that it will not be long before someone in the dynasty will personally greet him, and then it will really be a treasure jade falling from the sky, Wang Tianbao.

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After getting off the boat, the white-clothed boy took advantage of the sunset and hurried north along a dirt road.

Compared with the tranquility and comfort of Quanzhou, this Ningzhou is really not peaceful, not only the mountains are stacked, but also occasionally coincided with the gangsters blocking the road, so someone pulled out a sword, knocked out several big bags on the skulls of those who blocked the road and immediately moved forward.

Compared with the number of people who once punched and killed several people, the young man's approach is undoubtedly a gentle fist, but he is too soft-hearted and can be bullied when he is young.

Before leaving, the young man hung an invisible knife above everyone's heads, and said with a smile: "If I return here one day and can still see you doing evil here, then don't blame the sword behind me for being unsympathetic." ”

In a place dozens of miles away from the boy, a steep mountain called Broken Dragon Cliff, there is a young man here with his knees crossed, listening to the wind and watching the rain, watching the sunset and the moon rise for more than half a month.

Its wide fiery red-sleeved robe kept turning up and down, like a breeze sweeping, and there was something to come out.

In the evening, this person's sleeve robe is particularly dazzling, the fire lingers, a touch of Changhong from the big sleeve "stands out", the top of the head is ten zhang high, and then swept down in an arc, quietly hovering behind the man, such as a ball of fireworks rising high, within three zhang of the body, weeds and gravel when this sword is revealed, there is a sudden flame burning, and it turns into ashes in an instant, swinging between heaven and earth.

The thick-eyed young man in the big red sleeved robe got up and looked into the distance, and looked down at it, his hands spread like wings, neither the magic power, nor the character of the talisman, jumped under a touch of the sun, and swam in the air along the falling momentum to the ground, its body shape is more like a flame rainbow, only when three feet from the ground, there is an invisible big hand to lift down, and then slowly put on the ground, there is another fire rainbow coming quickly.

The fire-clad holds the sword of fire, and when there is a blazing fire.

A dazzling firework walked slowly along the bleak mountains, as if to serve as a beacon for the imminent darkness of the place.

The fiery red long sword behind him trembled slightly, the young man raised his thick eyebrows, and raised his head and said: "Seniors don't need to stop me anymore, I just came here to pick up people at the order of the master, and if I really want to accidentally slaughter that guy, it can only be regarded as his ability is too low, and he likes to wear white clothes the most." ”

The flames on the fiery red sword became more and more scorching.

The young man still shook his head, "How do those old guys in Tai'an City have anything to do with my Wanshan River, and with my unique master, they dare to come to me for trouble?"

The young man turned around and grabbed the fiery red sword and turned to run rapidly, pulling a pillar of fiery red light on the horizon, steaming within three zhang of the way, and the sand, stone and trees turned to ashes in an instant.

The young man was full of fighting spirit, his eyes were blazing, and he threw the long sword in the air, and the flames on it were even better, like a winged fire phoenix roaring and wantonly making a sound.

The young man in the fiery red robe flicked his sleeves and jumped up, stepping on the top of the fire phoenix, overlooking the mountains and rivers from a high place.

This Wanshan River from the Pingtian Sword Palace has resounded throughout Ningzhou like a rising star since it appeared, and some people even assert that after a hundred years, this person will definitely make the invincible sword cultivator Qing Wuyi and change it to Qing Youer.

Although he was only defeated by a small margin to Gu Baichuan, who ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List, it still made this young man with strong self-esteem feel impatient all day long, and even more unhappy.

The young man stood on top of the long sword, spread his arms to enjoy the tenderness in the wind at this time, looked at a pitch-black mountain field in the distance, and a sword intent swept out, and whispered softly in a voice as thin as a mosquito and fly: "Fengxiang Fire Blade, killing is only in words!"