1 Perfect World, Ancient Cult, Butian Pavilion.

Shi Hao gnawed the "radish" with a sad face, sighing loudly.

A golden ball of hair ran from a distance, holding a few crystal clear "radishes" in his arms.

"Zhizhi." Mao Qiu saw Shi Hao with an unhappy look on his face and looked at the radish in his arms again. A look of struggle flashed in his big eyes.

Then I saw the wool ball pulling out a radish from a pile of "radishes" and handing it to Shi Hao.

Shi Hao took the radish, nodded, and continued to sigh.

Maoqiu looked puzzled. He usually laughed with a radish. Why is it so abnormal today?

"Squeak?"

Looking at the puzzled Mao Qiu, Shi Hao explained in a depressed explanation.

"Maoqiu, do you still remember the ancient supernatural that happened last night?"

Mao Qiu nodded, indicating that he remembered that there was a sense of fear in his big eyes.

"Elder Zhuo Yun told me about this ancient supernatural thing. Since ancient times, none of the people who have been entangled by this supernatural thing has survived.

"Squeak?"

"Forget it, you can't understand it even if you explain it to you."

After saying that, the naughty child gnawed the carrot alone, feeling very sad.

Just now, I saw an old man with white beard and white hair walking into Shi Hao's courtyard with a roll of ancient books.

"Little bastard, you dug up the magic medicine in front of the mountain gate again!!!"

Shi Hao looked up at the person who came and it turned out to be Elder Xiong, so it was okay.

"Old Master Xiong, why are you here?" Shi Hao stared at the ground in a daze, and gnawed the carrot in a depressed mood.

"Hmph. I tried my best to find you a record of this ancient magic, but you stole the magic medicine from the mountain gate. I don't care. Anyway, it's not me who died."

Elder Xiong turned red with a black face, threw down the ancient book in his arms, and left angrily.

When Shi Hao heard this, his eyes looked and he directly put the half-chewed spiritual medicine in his hand in front of Maoqiu. Then his figure flashed and hung it on Elder Xiong's body, with his arms tightly strangling Elder Xiong's neck.

"Grandpa Xiong, I didn't steal the elixir, but the monkey stole it."

"Squeak!"

"Ahem, little bastard, please be gentle." Elder Xiong was a little breathless. If it weren't for the fact that the naughty child was now a disciple of Butian Pavilion, he would have slapped him with a slap.

"Well, Grandpa Xiong, don't be angry, okay?" Shi Hao said in a low voice.

Elder Xiong Fei turned his head with a proud look on his face: "Hmph!"

He was so childish that he grinded his sharp silver teeth.

"Hmph, I won't go to Baiduan Mountains anymore, you can find someone else." The naughty child looked like he was getting up, and he dispersed and fell to the ground, and walked towards the hut angrily.

Elder Xiong Fei looked at Shi Hao in a daze. Is this child dead?

"Little bastard, are you dead?" Elder Xiong Fei shouted.

"If you go to Baiduan Mountains, you will have no chance of life, otherwise you will definitely die."

Shi Hao bulged his cheeks with anger and hugged Maoqiu and said, "I have already informed the elders of the clan and will come soon. Don't say anything about the small ancient supernatural beings, even the gods can do anything to me."

At this moment, Xiao Budian was thinking in his mind that the group leader’s brother was probably not very reliable, but Grandpa Taiqing was sure to be reliable.

"Hey, the little guy has something to say." Elder Xiong Fei was a little stunned.

Then I thought of a question: Can a genius force that can cultivate naughty children, it will be a big clan hidden in ancient times?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Elder Xiong Fei felt it was not simple. The naughty child’s surname was Shi. Could it be that the powerful man in the ancient surname Shi was...

Hiss! Horror!

As the saying goes, self-guided is the most deadly. Now Elder Xiong Fei is deeply involved in the process of me guiding myself.

"I don't care, I won't go, I..."

Before Shi Hao finished speaking, he heard Elder Xiong Fei say, "Oh, I was thinking that the spiritual medicine in this family is about to be broken, it seems..."

Xiao Shihao immediately burst into laughter and rushed to Elder Xiong Fei.

"Grandpa Bear--"

"Hmm? Is there anything wrong?"

"Grandpa Xiong, I've been a little short of medicine recently."

"So, then this trip to Baiduan Mountains?"

"Go and go."

"Good boy, grandpa will give you spiritual medicine."

Looking at Elder Xiong Fei's back, Shi Hao narrowed his big eyes into a beautiful crescent moon, humming a song in his mouth.

"I have a bunch of small spiritual medicines that I never take. One day I caught a ferocious beast and stewed the soup..."

...

Time flies, and it takes several days. These days, Xiao Shihao is practicing hard while going to the Butian Pavilion Genius Camp, and guides Qingfeng's practice.

During this period, Xiao Shihao successfully "fighted" with the disciples of the Butian Pavilion Genius Camp and made many friends.

After all, the little guy is too mysterious to this group of geniuses. He is young and powerful, and he is a junior of the big boss's power.

Finally, time has come, and the Baiduan Mountains and Duan Kong City has opened.

"The heroes gather there, and the dazzling people will be the top disciples of major forces. You must be careful when you go there, and never be careless." A group of veterans warned him.

When leaving, Xiao Shihao was stunned. Why did only a few people look like they were sixteen or seventeen years old and didn't even know each other?

Seeing Xiao Shihao's expression, the elder who led the team, Tao Ye spoke: "Shi Hao, as well as the daughter of the Human Emperor and several others, all of their tribe members were escorted to the road in advance."

Xiao Shihao was a little disappointed. He thought that if he met Shi Yi, he could beat him up and let him speak out.

Liu Shen said that when he was in the Three-mouth Cave Heaven, his physical body power had tens of millions of kilograms of divine power. Even the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm could not withstand a few strokes.

Xiao Shihao did not think that Shi Yi, who was a few years older than him, could reach the inscription realm early, unless he had not achieved perfection in the first few realms, of course this was impossible.

True geniuses never pursue the speed of their practice, but pursue the ultimate of their practice. This is the foundation for the future of the gods.

"I would like to emphasize one more thing, you may encounter cubs of real pure blood ancient ferocious beasts, as well as peers who are too powerful to look up to. You must try your best to survive."

Finally, Tao Ye took them into the residence of Butian Pavilion to sacrifice spirits. The sacrifice spirits in Butian Pavilion are an old gourd vine that has lived for eternity and is now dying.

All the disciples of Butian Pavilion were instructed to pay attention to collecting spiritual medicines that can sustain vitality and prolong the life of the old sacrifice spirit. Once the old sacrifice spirit falls, Butian Pavilion will be destroyed in an instant, and the disciples of Butian Pavilion will be chased by various forces.

A group of elders gathered here, silently chanting ancient tunes, and then arranged the bones of ancient seeds to form a formation.

With a bang, a ray of glow burst out from here, a green gourd emerged and was about to tease him. A green passage was successfully built, and the group was ready to walk out of it.

Xiao Shihao's expression suddenly changed, and then he said, "Wait a minute."

The elders hurriedly turned their eyes to Shi Hao. At this time, Shi Hao was the only hope of Butian Pavilion, hoping that he could find a treasure that could extend his life to the old spirit.

As for the group that left in advance, even if they had any great opportunities in the Baiduan Mountains, they would not be willing to sacrifice spirits to the Butian Pavilion to prosper.

Even after the spirit of sacrifice falls, the major forces behind them will take them away, so they do not need the protection of the old spirit of sacrifice.

"What's wrong with the little guy?"
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