The Mightiest Little Peasant

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"Yao's family also issued a family order, recalling everyone, and opened up all the formations that could be opened. They also set up several major formations. It is said that there are as many as thirty-three layers."

Such news spread wildly in the first continent.

Everyone is discussing enthusiastically.

The entire First Continent continued to boil.

"This kind of situation has not happened in many years. Just one person scares all the great sects and aristocratic families as if they are facing an enemy, and they are ready to fight. For thousands of years, this is the only person!"

Everyone was both shocked and moved.

If in the past, someone told them that a mere young man could scare all the great families into such a state, even if they were killed, they would not believe it.

"Hey! It's no wonder they reacted so strongly, that's a leader! Which big leader dares to underestimate! I heard that even those guys on the mountain can't sit still."

"As expected of King Qin!"

They sighed, looking a little excited.

The ones who suffer are the people of great teaching and aristocratic families, and they have nothing to do with them. For them, the bigger the trouble, the better, so there will be excitement to watch.

In the next few days, the situation intensified, and the first continent became more and more lively.

Everyone was guessing where King Qin was now, and many people were looking for him everywhere, but they found nothing.

At the extreme west of the first continent, there is a large state called the West Pole State.

In the southern part of the state, in a remote mountain, there is a sect called Sanskrit Sect.

This is a dilapidated small sect, there are only a few hundred people in the sect, and even the mountain gate is dilapidated and has not been repaired for many years.

The entire mountain gate is just three peaks, so small and pitiful.

The cultivation base of his disciples is also very weak, there is no Lianyingying, and the highest is only a golden core.

This kind of sect is really inconspicuous, it is the weakest sect,

It doesn't matter what you want, even if it is a robbery, you will dismiss it and don't bother to patronize.

"Too poor!"

Someone once patronized it, walked around a few times, searched inside and out, and found nothing except a few spars, so I was very depressed at that time.

On this day, a person came along the mountain road leading to this sect.

Dressed in simple white clothes, with a handsome face, he is a young man in his twenties.

He walked all the way to the front of the mountain gate.

There wasn't even a gatekeeper in front of the mountain gate. Looking at it again, the mountain gate was dilapidated and covered with weeds. If you didn't know it, you would think it was an abandoned mountain gate.

"Sure enough, it's a bit broken!"

He let out a laugh.

When he came here, he had inquired about it, and they all said it was a small broken sect. He didn't believe it at first, but now that he saw it, he really was a veritable small broken sect.

"Sanskrit Sect!"

On the mountain gate, these three characters can be vaguely seen.

He stared at it for a while, then stepped up the stone steps.

"Hey! Did you hear that King Qin is not dead! He's back again, and he's amazing! He killed a leader!"

"Damn it! It's real!"

Halfway up the mountain, I saw a few disciples gathered together, discussing enthusiastically, and they were talking about a recent hot incident.

"King Qin is too powerful! He is indeed my idol!"

A young man grabbed a broom with a respectful expression on his face.

"Cut! Come on, wasn't your idol Ji Wu before! How come you've become the King of Qin again now!" Beside him, another boy curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"Hey! That's why I thought King Qin was dead! But I didn't expect that he was not dead, but even more powerful!" The boy with the broom argued, "Compared to King Qin, Ji Wu is nothing! You say Yes or no!"

"That's right! Of course it's King Qin who is powerful, so Ji Wu is lucky, but it's really nothing!"

The rest of the teenagers responded one after another.

"Hey! That Yushi patriarch is too good, but he is still the head of the title family!"

"The group of leaders can't do it either!"

They began to talk and talk, and they couldn't do this for a while, and they couldn't do that for a while.

"You little bastards, you know what a fart! Don't be lazy for me, hurry up and work for me, and you guys, hurry up and practice, or you will be worthless for the rest of your life."

From the side hall, an old man rushed out, cursing.

"Yes! Elder!"

The group of teenagers panicked immediately and scattered in all directions, sweeping the floor and practicing.

Seeing this, Tang Hao chuckled lightly.

At this time, the old man glanced over and noticed Tang Hao, he was startled for a moment, and when he looked again, his expression changed immediately.

The face of the young man in front of him was a bit hazy, as if covered in a layer of fog, making it difficult for people to see through.

He has no aura at all, just like an ordinary mortal, but how can this be an mortal, he must be an expert whose realm is far beyond him.

It's a baby monster!

He secretly guessed.

However, he didn't panic at all, with their small broken mountain gate, there is nothing that could catch the eyes of an infant-forming old monster.

"senior!"

He first stood up, bowed respectfully, and then said: "I don't know what you can do when you come to our sect?"

Tang Hao smiled and said, "Just take a look!"

"oh!"

The elder responded, and said with a smile: "Senior, you can look at it casually. If you really like something, you can take it casually, it's fine."

After finishing speaking, he gave a wry smile in his heart, they are really worthless for this little broken sect, this senior will probably despise them if he turns around.

"good!"

Tang Hao nodded, and walked forward.

As he walked, he looked around, looking interested.

The elder followed up and accompanied him all the way.

"Then who?"

"The elder calls him senior, he must be an old monster with babies! Hey! It's okay, it's not like I haven't given birth before, just turn around and it's time to go."

Those disciples glanced over and discussed in a low voice.

Soon, the news spread and did not cause much commotion. Everyone rushed to take a look and then left.

Turning around on the three peaks, Tang Hao also had a strange expression on his face, coughed dryly and said: "Your place... the scenery is good!"

The elder smiled wryly.

Back in front of the main hall, Tang Hao pondered for a moment and asked, "Your Sanskrit Sect seems to have a long history?"

"That's true! It's been a long time. I heard from people of my master's generation that my Sanskrit Sect was brilliant before, but now... Hey! Don't mention it!" the elder said bitterly.

"Do you... have any ancient relics here, things from a long time ago, the older the better!"

"This... yes! The statue of the patriarch is the oldest, it is said to have a history of ten thousand years, just that one, take a look..."

The elder thought for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed to a stone statue beside him.