Perfect World

"When", "when"...

The little one slapped hard, but his arm hurt. Considering that he could weigh more than 100,000 kilograms with one arm, this was simply unbelievable.

There is a piece of stone powder on the ground, which was formed by the broken bluestone and its fall.

He jumped down directly, carried a bronze tripod from the courtyard, sat on the old man's neck, and beat and tapped hard again.

This place was like forging iron, with clanging sounds and sparks flying everywhere. Whether it was the head or the ancient sword, they were all motionless, undamaged, and terrifying.

The little boy scratched his head. It was too strong. When he moved his arms, the strength was so strong that he didn't cut it off. There was a clanking sound and sparks flying, but he couldn't shake it.

"Old man, the sword on your head must be the most powerful treasure. It's too strong. If I pull it out, do I really have to give it back to you?!" The little one almost drooled.

In the distance, a group of teenagers saw his posture. Although they couldn't see the old man, they understood what he was doing, and they were all stunned.

Isn't this guy too brave? !

Moreover, he actually wanted to steal this ancient sword? Who is this person? His life is at risk and he still misses the Noble Phantasm!

Naturally, the little one hadn't heard of the legend yet, and didn't know that the shadow of ancient supernatural events still lingered until now, so he hammered hard, not having anything to fear, and wanted to get the sword out.

"Oh, it's not good that all these old men are here." The little boy turned around and found that the animal skins were shining, the ancient horns were twinkling, and the vines were glowing, carrying a group of old men flying in.

The old man at the front had appeared before, named Tao Ye. He was holding a yellow gourd in his hand, filled with the energy of chaos, as if he wanted to contain the world and come at a high speed.

The little one didn't want to attract attention, otherwise his identity would most likely be seen through and exposed, but there was nothing he could do now. The old man whose head had been pierced by a sword was entangled with him.

When a group of people approached, everyone was stunned. Who is this child? God!

What is he doing, riding on the neck of that being and beating him violently? My eyes almost dropped in shock. This was so speechless. I dared to take action against an ancient supernatural being!

"Am I dazzled, or am I in the wrong place? Who is that kid? He must be too brave."

Throughout the ages, endless years have passed, and I have never heard of anyone who dared to be so disrespectful to this mysterious existence. Today, I have gained some experience, and this little kid has become so fierce!

A group of people approached and landed in the courtyard.

The little boy was extremely vigilant and asked, "What do you want to do?" As he said this, he hugged the sword and sat on the gray-haired old man's neck, refusing to get off.

A group of people were in a daze, we are here to save you, why do you make us look like evil people? And what is very speechless is that this child is holding the sword, and it looks like he is protecting food. Does he still want to take the sword?

"You are holding that sword..." a senator said.

"Mine, mine, I picked it up!" The little boy hugged the ancient sword tightly, looking on guard.

A group of people were laughing and laughing. They really guessed it right. This child is going to defy the heavens. Are you rushing to grab this thing? It really leaves people speechless.

"Ahem!" Tao Ye, the old man holding the gourd, coughed and said, "I think you misunderstood. We don't want this sword. We are here to rescue you."

"Then tell me." The little boy was alert, holding the ancient sword in one hand and the copper tripod in the other, and smashed it again. He was obviously rushing to work and wanted to get it down as soon as possible.

A group of people in Butian Pavilion couldn't laugh or cry. Such top-notch children are really rare. Why does this style seem so familiar?

"Stop knocking, no one will rob you!" Elder Xiong Fei turned pale and shouted quickly to stop him from continuing to destroy.

But the little kid ignored it and swung the bronze tripod hard, smashing it with a loud noise. Everyone present was shocked and terrified. This kid was too fierce and his strength was amazing!

Elder Zhuo Yun's face was livid, and he quickly told him about the ancient supernatural things, telling him that it was an unsolved mystery that still casts a shadow.

"What, every time someone appears, a lot of people die, especially geniuses?" The little boy was in a daze, and the bronze cauldron in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, then he jumped down and ran towards this side.

With a "whoosh" sound, he hung directly on Elder Zhuo Yun's body, hugging him and refusing to let go.

"What are you kiddo doing? Why are you holding me?" Elder Zhuo Yun's face turned pale. According to the legend, if a taboo is violated, the elders and others will also die!

"I gave you the sword. Elder, please save me!" The little boy was swinging on him.

"I... don't want it!" Zhuo Fei's face turned pale. What should he do? He couldn't say that he was afraid. This was in front of three thousand teenagers.

Seeing the color draining from his face, the little boy felt suspicious for a moment, then jumped directly onto Elder Xiong Fei's back, hugging his neck and refusing to let go.

"Sacrifice the spirit!" Elder Xiong Fei's face suddenly turned green. Why did this little kid move so fast, and he was actually on his body? There was a panic in his heart.

In particular, he felt as if there was a cold corpse standing in front of him, staring at him.

"Elder, don't move, your head is about to touch his face." Little one reminded.

Oh my God! Elder Xiong Fei was shocked and frightened. He cursed in his heart and kept cursing. Why is this damn child so unruly? Can the elder's body be able to crawl around casually? Who will save me, he shouted in his heart! You know, this supernatural being is known as the God of Death, and whoever it targets will most likely have no way out in the end. From ancient times to the present, he is born every few hundred years. Anyone who fails to meet his conditions will surely die.

"Let's all spread out, there's nothing to see." Tao Ye, an old man holding a golden gourd, said and told all the more than three thousand new disciples to retreat.

"Take him to the ancient palace." Another senior figure said, taking the little boy to an important place in Butian Pavilion.

Elder Xiong Fei gnashed his teeth at Hanako. This little bastard couldn't stand on his body. How could he take him away? There was an ancient corpse in front of him.

"Elder, you can just walk backwards." Xiao Budian gave an idea.

Xiong Fei wanted to persuade him to come down in a friendly manner, but instead he showed a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Can you come down?"

"No, I'm most afraid of dying." The little one hugged his neck tightly. The combined strength of a pair of small arms was two to three hundred thousand kilograms. He didn't even exert much force, and almost choked Elder Xiong Fei to death.

"Let go!"

"If you don't let me go, I'm afraid of death!"

"Let go...cough cough cough..." Elder Xiong Fei rolled his eyes. If the runes on his body weren't flashing, he would probably be choked to death by this little kid. That would be a lot of fun.

"Hurry up and let go, don't you think Elder Xiong Fei is out of breath?" Elder Zhuo Yun shouted.

"Oh, okay." The little boy relaxed a little, but it stayed on his back like a dog-skin plaster and refused to come off.

Everyone was stunned. This child was really rare. Everyone was in awe of the elder. He was like a mouse when he saw a cat. When he arrived, he jumped on the elder's back when he saw him. He was unique!

There were also some people who had strange expressions. The little one who almost pinched Xiong Fei flew away and was angry. That kind of physical strength was a bit scary.

Finally, a group of people marched forward in a mighty and dark manner, all of them were old men and old women, rushing to the ancient palace with little ones in tow.

Elder Xiong Fei cursed repeatedly in his heart. He was really walking backwards along the way, and he could feel a chilly air hitting his body. Why did this little kid cling to him? He was even more hateful than the naughty kids in the Void God Realm, because this time it was a matter of life and death!

The palace is majestic and auspicious. It is built on a high mountain, overlooking the surrounding fields and all the mountains. This is the meeting hall of Butian Pavilion. Non-important events will not be discussed here.

The interior is brilliant, inlaid with various strange stones, glowing with glow, and no lights are needed even at night. Moreover, there are primitive treasure bones inside the magnificent palace, with running runes blessing the place and emitting rays of divine light one after another.

This colorful and flowing palace was so dazzling that the little boy's eyes were wide open. He wished he could find a hammer and pound it to get rid of those precious bones.

"Everyone, please sit down." An old man said.

The master of the pavilion has never been out of seclusion. There are a group of old men in the hall with similar identities, regardless of their seats. Of course, elders like Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun are not among them. They are quite different in seniority.

When the little boy calmed down, the bright brilliance in the hall gradually faded away and became extremely simple. He sighed in his heart that the prosperity had really disappeared and he had returned to his ordinary state.

Butian Pavilion is full of Taoist rhyme, alerting disciples and making people awe.

"Counting the time, Baiduan Mountain will be opened again, otherwise our Butian Pavilion will not show up again." Tao Ye has a high status, holding a yellow gourd in his hand, sitting in the hall, looking around at everyone.

"This time 'he' didn't go to the Ancient Holy Academy or the Genius Camp. He actually chose an ordinary disciple. It's really weird." Someone next to him said.

"What are you talking about?" The little one was confused.

"My child, do you want to live?" Tao Ye asked with a smile.

"Why should I die?!" Xiao Budian hugged Xiong Fei's neck and asked angrily.

"Take it easy!" Elder Xiong Fei was depressed. This little kid was too strong.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and his whole body stiffened for a moment, and then he was trembling with anger. He wanted to turn around and take a closer look at the child's face.

"Child, if you want to live, you need to find the sword for him, otherwise you will definitely die. From ancient times to the present, all the people chosen by him have died, and no one has survived." Tao Ye said, the gourd in his hand glowed, forming a A layer of precious brilliance protected him, as if he didn't want to get involved in 'his' aura.

"Isn't the sword stuck in his head?" The little one was puzzled.

Tao Ye shook his head and said: "This is not his sword, it belongs to a former enemy. His sword was left in the Baiduan Mountains and someone needs to find it for him."

"What kind of place is the Baiduan Mountains?" The little one was suspicious, having never heard of it.

"We don't know the exact information. We only know that it opens once every few hundred years. The time is uncertain and it is mysterious." An old man shook his head.

"There must be some rumors, right?" The little one was surprised.

"Well, there are some legends in the world. It was a place where the ancient saints shed tears and shed blood." Tao Ye said.

"What?!" The little boy's eyes widened, he shook his head vigorously and said, "I won't go even if I kill you!"

"If you don't go, you will definitely die. From ancient times to the present, if you promise 'him' but fail to do so, no one will survive." Tao Ye said.

The little one's eyes widened immediately. What kind of monster did he provoke?

"The Baiduan Mountains are so terrifying that even the ancient saints shed tears and shed blood. What am I going to do? I am not going to die!"

Tao Ye shook his head and said: "Wrong, the comparison between the past and the present is different. Now there is a great opportunity. Originally, Butian Pavilion was going to send some geniuses, such as Shi Yi from the Ancient Holy Academy, the daughter of the Human Emperor, the descendants of the ancient relics, etc. , never thought of selecting someone from ordinary disciples. Now, since 'he' has chosen you, we will add another quota."

"I'm not going!" The little one was afraid of being deceived.

"You really don't want to go? Others have sharpened their heads and drilled in without such a chance. Do you know what kind of creatures will get in when the previous session is opened?"

"have no idea."

"Not to mention the major ancient aristocratic families of the human race, they would turn against each other for the sake of adding one more spot to their clan. Even pure-blooded Chilong, Taotie, etc. might send their children in," Tao Ye said.

"Isn't it possible?" The little boy opened his eyes wide.

Chapter 2 is here, keep working hard.