the first god

Chapter 413
Tightly closing his eyes, Ma Yunteng's weak body trembled slightly, waiting for the tragic ending that belonged to him in the dream.

At that time, he was still young, only ten years old.

He didn't know why this nightmare kept following him?He didn't know why he was actually a hybrid of the five elements in the legend?Can't practice any exercises; he doesn't know why his parents don't want him?Send him to the Tianling faction; he doesn't know why everyone doesn't like him?

Negative emotions surged like thick black fog around, and Ma Yunteng's expression became more and more excited.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Ma Yunteng suddenly opened his closed eyes, showing grief, resignation, and even a little madness, and shouted hoarsely.

At this time, a spot of light suddenly appeared in the tumbling black mist, and the spot quickly became as large as the mouth of a bowl.

Ma Yunteng's distorted face slowly turned into a look of astonishment, and he stared blankly at this shimmering light cluster, which had never appeared in previous dreams.But it gave him a very familiar and friendly feeling, and it seemed to have a great relationship with him.

Then the ball of light turned into colorful colors, covering Ma Yunteng inside, and isolating the thick black mist around it.

Ma Yunteng stared blankly at the multicolored light ball, the negative emotions in his heart quickly receded, and the sense of tranquility and familiarity became stronger and stronger. He gently stretched out his right hand and touched the colorful light ball, his face A smile slowly emerges...

Suddenly there was a pain in his waist, and everything around him receded like a tide, including the thick black fog around him, and of course the colorful light ball.Ma Yunteng was in a hurry and wanted to grab the colorful light ball. He thought that this thing seemed to be very important to him, but it was obviously too late...

Ma Yunteng woke up.It is still Tianling Houshan, and it is still the familiar little tree horse.

"Yun Teng, why are you being lazy? How shameful! Get up, get up, I was counting on you to become a hero!" After speaking, a series of unscrupulous laughter sounded like silver bells.

"What are you doing? Who told you to wake me up?" Ma Yunteng turned over, his small eyes widened, and he turned his head to glare.

Standing beside Ma Yunteng is a little girl, about eight years old, dressed in green clothes, with black eyes but with a hint of heroic spirit, fair skin, well-shaped features, and extremely handsome, holding a The wild flower has been stepping on Ma Yunteng's waist.

"It really is Wei Yun." Ma Yunteng felt a little discouraged. Wei Yun is Uncle Wei's daughter, but Xiao Nian Jing has a very willful temper. He always tries to stay away from her on weekdays.

"You...you...you still have a temper!" Wei Yun obviously didn't expect that Yun Teng, who was always silent on weekdays, would suddenly dare to speak to himself in this tone, and his small eyebrows were already raised , His face also quickly showed an expression of anger from embarrassment.

Seeing the eyebrows on Wei Yun's face getting higher and higher, Ma Yunteng was silent for a while.

"Ma Yunteng! You are a mixed body of the five elements, and you are useless in cultivation, but how much my father and mother have worried about you? Don't you know? Who promised you that you will practice martial arts well? One set, the chest slapping in front of the person, and the snoring behind the person? You are really promising!" Wei Yun was obviously angry.

The little girl's words actually deeply hurt Ma Yunteng's young self-esteem. He turned his small face to the side, his eyes fell on a clump of weeds not far away, his chest rose and fell, but his tone was lowered instead.

"I don't sleep every day, I've been practicing all afternoon."

Ma Yunteng has lost his previous aura, but Wei Yun's aura has become more and more high.

"Yunteng, you don't have to worry about food and clothing in Tianling. Even if you don't do anything, your parents will never drive you out. You can rely on Tianling for the rest of your life. But how can a man be so cowardly? Don't seek to make progress, although you are a hybrid of the five elements, you must have a spirit, you are lazy, but now your temper is getting bigger and bigger!" Wei Yun said more and more imposingly.

Ma Yunteng twisted his head violently, his small face was gloomy and terrifying, he stared at Wei Yun, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm not useless! I'm not lazy!" The little girl's words finally made him angry again, Both eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Wei Yun obviously didn't expect that Ma Yunteng would be angry again, he didn't know what to say for a while, and finally he suddenly let out an angry snort, and threw the wild flowers he picked in his hand directly on Ma Yunteng's body. The sword kicked away, then turned around and walked away.

The scattered flowers hit Ma Yunteng's body, scattered on the ground, and two of them fell on his face. There was some burning pain, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, but Ma Yunteng didn't care about these, and was dazed. Sitting there, her little mind was blank.

The mountain wind swept over the hills, drifted over the treetops, and blew around unscrupulously. Ma Yunteng just sat on the ground in a daze, and the sky gradually darkened.Finally Ma Yunteng raised his head and stood up slowly, his expression calmed down.Looking up and looking around, the twilight is like blood, and the sunset glow is piled up in the air like a mountain, low, as if heavy and overwhelmed, slowly pressing towards the ground.

"The recent weather seems a bit strange." Ma Yunteng murmured.Although Tianling Mountain is not too high, it is still a high mountain after all. It is impossible to form a sunset glow when the mountain wind is usually strong, and it is still so low.

He grabbed the coat that was on the ground, draped it on his shoulders, and went to the distance silently, and found the long sword that Wei Yun had kicked away. Looking at the long sword in his hand, he sighed unconsciously.

"When will I be able to walk with the sword like Uncle Wei and the others, and put the sword into the body." Ma Yunteng's eyes showed a look of yearning, but thinking about his aptitude of the five elements, he couldn't help sighing.

The sky was slowly getting dark, and there were various sounds of insects in the grass. It was almost time for dinner. Thinking of this, Ma Yunteng walked back in a hurry. Being hungry was not the reason for his anxiety, he He didn't want to rush in rashly when everyone was eating, he was afraid of the feeling that everyone was looking at him.

Ma Yunteng is only ten years old this year, and he has been in Tianling School for five years. Five years ago, he vaguely remembered that Uncle Wei brought him here. The memory of being five years old is still very vague. As for why he was brought here, Uncle Wei asked Don't say anything, just tell him that this will be your home from now on, and treat him like family.

Uncle Wei is the head of Tianling, named Wei Tianxiang. When Ma Yunteng was six years old, Wei Tianxiang was going to teach Ma Yunteng to practice, but God seemed to play a big joke on him. None of the five elements of kung fu is suitable for Ma Yun. Teng, he is actually a hybrid of the five elements in the legend, and he is mixed in the five elements, so he is not suitable for cultivation.

After several tosses but all wasted effort, Wei Tianxiang gave up completely, and could only lament the injustice of God.

Because Ma Yunteng's situation is quite special, everyone in the Tianling faction treats him very well. Much of this goodness is based on sympathy, but sympathy is a very unreliable thing. Fading, it is an inevitable result that Ma Yunteng is slowly being ignored by Tianling disciples.

Martial arts were chosen by Ma Yunteng himself. Since there are no restrictions on the five elements, Ma Yunteng practiced very hard and made rapid progress. It didn't take long for a sword to dance vigorously.But the way for practitioners to enter the practice with five elements is the kingly way, and martial arts are things that cannot be put on the table in the eyes of practitioners.

Ma Yunteng is still young, and he seems to understand some things, and finally found a skill that he can practice, just like a drowning person who has finally grasped a straw, knowing that it will not help, but he must grasp it living.But from the eyes of Tianling's other disciples, although everyone smiled in good faith, the disapproval in their eyes made Ma Yunteng often depressed for no reason.

There are not many people walking on the not-so-smooth bluestone path, the trees on both sides are lush and lush, the distant mountains gradually become hazy under the night, and the sunset glow in the sky is gradually swallowed by the twilight, which no longer looks so abrupt.The current season is early autumn, with cool evening and excellent scenery, Ma Yunteng's mood gradually improved in this inaccessible place.

The bones feel a little sore, but this is a normal feeling, after all, I have practiced all afternoon.Climbing over the small hill in front, and passing through a dense forest of small trees and horses, the backyard of Tianling is in front, and a faint smoke of cooking in the quaint courtyard floats slightly with the wind, and Ma Yunteng's footsteps become brisk.

Standing at the gate of the backyard was a junior disciple of Tianling, dressed in white, with a gold belt around his waist, which looked extremely uncoordinated.Just looking at the golden belt Ma Yunteng knows that Zhao Qian is on duty again today. His golden belt is the only one in Tianling. Zhao Qian came to Tianling two years earlier than himself. His qualifications are fair and his cultivation has already seen the first level Foundation building method, but compared with Wei Yun, it is not a star and a half.But this is enough to make Ma Yunteng envious.

"Hello Senior Brother Zhao." Ma Yunteng pulled himself together and greeted him from afar.

"Yunteng, I went to practice again. Is there any progress? Senior brother, if you have anything to teach you, feel free to ask." Zhao Qian looked at Ma Yunteng with a smile, nodded his head, and straightened his body. It seems that enough confidence can be found from Ma Yunteng. The 12-year-old child has a full sense of superiority on his face, and seems to have a bit old-fashioned feeling in his tone.

"Thank you Senior Brother Zhao." Ma Yunteng smiled at him, turned around and walked up the steps to the courtyard.

But Zhao Qian's sense of superiority obviously hasn't faded, or he hasn't enjoyed enough, so he took two steps forward and shouted at Ma Yunteng's back: "Yunteng, if you have nothing to do at night, let's sit in the brother's room, let's chat." Teng turned around and waved his hand, but didn't speak again, and walked quickly into the courtyard.

Zhao Qian smacked his mouth, feeling now, as if he had been hungry for several days, and suddenly gave him a delicious elbow, let him take a bite, and took it away immediately.The whole body, the claws scratching the heart, the internal organs feel extremely unsatisfactory.Watching Ma Yunteng's figure disappear into the courtyard helplessly, Zhao Qian's heart was really empty.

Vanity is a common disease in the world, whether you are a master of cultivation or a layman, you are not exempt from it, the difference is only the depth and shallowness of feeling or the strength and weakness of expression.A master of cultivation hopes to be famous all over the world, and ordinary people hope to have a rich pocket. No matter how honest an official is, if he is given a higher official position, he will be so excited that he can't sleep for several days at night.It's human nature, it's natural.

As it was close to dinner time, all the disciples of the Tianling Sect were very relaxed, standing or sitting in the small courtyard and chatting in threes and twos. Accompanied by the surrounding distant mountains, smoke, and green cypresses, it was very peaceful. .

The backyard is divided into forward and backward. Wei Tianxiang's family and some female disciples live in the latter. The front yard is the residence of other disciples of Tianling. Because of special relationship, Ma Yunteng also lives in the backward.

Ma Yunteng didn't stay too long, and walked quickly towards the small gate in the backyard. The disciples of Tianling who passed by just nodded and said hello, neither of them was willing to say more.

As soon as they walked to the back entrance, a figure suddenly rushed out from inside, and the two almost bumped into each other.Ma Yunteng took a look and saw that it was the little girl Wei Yun again.

Wei Yun was also taken aback. Seeing that it was Ma Yunteng, he pulled his small face down, snorted softly, turned and ran away, obviously unwilling to talk to Ma Yunteng.

Ma Yunteng didn't mind either. When he first came to Tianling Sect, Wei Tianxiang asked Wei Yun to call himself an elder brother. Wei Yun still listened to his parents at first, but the little girl gradually found that this elder brother seemed a bit annoying Admiration, slowly this elder brother stopped barking, followed by everyone calling Yun Teng.

Ma Yunteng didn't take it seriously either, and he deliberately stayed away from those who didn't want to get close to him. Which little child doesn't have self-esteem?But I have learned to hide my grievances.

Wei Yun has a very good relationship with Liu Yan, the third senior sister. Whenever there is a problem in practice, she will go to this senior sister. Senior sister Liu Yan has stepped into the fourth level and cultivated the inner alchemy. She can be regarded as a master in the entire practice world. With these Tianling disciples playing with Wei Yun, it is almost inevitable that Ma Yunteng will not be welcomed.

My hut is at the corner of the first row of bedrooms, which was chosen by Ma Yunteng himself. There are few people here to disturb him. When I go back to my little den, I look at the familiar objects and feel relieved. Only here This is the small world that really belongs to him, where he can have no scruples, and fantasize unconstrainedly, dreaming that one day he will be able to make great achievements in martial arts, and feel proud.

It was late, I hurriedly changed my clothes, scrubbed the sweat off my body, walked out of the hut, and walked to the dining room in the front yard.

The dining room is on the east side of the front yard. There are only about thirty formal disciples of the Tianling Sect, and most of them are already sitting at the dining table.The dining table is a special elongated table. Everyone sits on this table. On the head of the table are the seats of Wei Tianxiang, his wife and Suo Yunfei, and then the seats of several senior brothers. After that, the positions become very different. You can sit wherever you want.

Walking into the dining room, Zhao Qian was talking non-stop with a disciple who just started next to him. The disciple looked at Zhao Qian with wide eyes, with surprise, envy, Yearning still has a dull expression.Zhao Qian enjoyed this kind of gaze very much, with a pair of small hands pointing east and west, shaking his head and devoting himself to the performance.It seems to be the posture of a peerless master in educating the underachievers, and he is earnest and tireless.

(End of this chapter)