The clear blue sky was cloudless.
Maple Leaf City was bustling with people.
It had been six years since the birth of the City Lord's son, Hong Ting.
In these six years, Maple Leaf City had no disasters. The weather was good and the city's scale kept expanding. It had already grown more than ten times its original size. It was the first human city in the entire plains.
Chirp chirp chirp chirp …
A flock of spiritual sparrows flew over from nowhere. Their bodies shone with golden light as they flew over in large groups.
They had extraordinary intelligence. When they flew to the sky above the City Lord's Mansion, they suddenly exploded and turned into specks of golden light that fell down.
In the City Lord's Mansion, Hong Ting was waving the small treasure sword in his hand. He moved quickly among the rockery and danced with the sword.
For a moment, Hong Ting's figure was nowhere to be seen. Only a ball of sword light could be seen, shining like silver.
"Good!"
"Amazing!"
"Young Master is really talented. This sword technique has only been taught for three months and he has already mastered it. It's really hard to imagine."
The surrounding guards praised him from the bottom of their hearts.
City Lord Hong Zhu stroked his beard and nodded with a smile. He was full of pride for his son. As for the shock, it had already disappeared.
In these years, Hong Ting's aptitude and performance had repeatedly refreshed his understanding. It made him understand how shallow his understanding of the word "genius" was.
Because he had been shocked too many times, Hong Zhu had already become numb. In the following years, it became a matter of course.
Clang!
At this moment, there was a crisp sound.
The silver sword light suddenly disappeared and Hong Ting's figure appeared again. He held the small treasure sword and cut off a corner of a mountain rock.
Immediately, cheers and praises were heard.
"Father, I always feel that this sword technique is not enough. There is a lot of room for improvement." Hong Ting's lips were red and his teeth were white. His eyes were like stars. He walked out of the rockery with a smile on his face.
Father Hong Zhu laughed: "This sword technique of yours is the secret manual of the famous sword cultivator Zhao Sansi. I exchanged for it with a rare treasure. You have only practiced for three months and you don't like it? "
Hong Ting blinked his eyes. A cute slyness flashed in his eyes: "Father, I just said it out of feeling. To be honest, this sword technique is just so-so. I have practiced for three months and have already grasped the essence. "
Hong Zhu nodded and felt a headache again. Her son's aptitude was too high. He learned everything quickly, and he learned everything to the end. This was a good point, but there was also a bad point. A few years ago, Hong Ting had already hollowed out Hong Zhu's foundation. He tried every possible way to find other people's secret manuals to teach Hong Ting, but it still could not stop Hong Ting's black hole-like learning ability.
In the long run, what should they do?
Right at this moment, a flock of spirit sparrows flew over their heads and exploded into golden specks of light.
The specks of light sprinkled down and quickly merged into everyone's minds. Most of them were absorbed by Hong Ting alone.
For a moment, everyone's faces were filled with joy. They had all been imparted and mastered all kinds of strange secret manuals.
"It's another Immortal imparting technique!"
"I wonder which immortal did this?"
"We still have to thank the Young Master. It's all thanks to him."
All the guards looked at Hong Ting fervently. Even Hong Zhu's gaze had a trace of complexity.
Hong Ting shut his eyes and immersed himself in the rich knowledge that had suddenly appeared.
Hong Zhu and the rest were already used to it. Even the people outside the city lord's manor were only slightly surprised before returning to their normal lives, busying themselves with their own matters.
Phenomena and immortal traces were fascinating, but when such things happened many times, they became normal.
The immortal traces that happened to Hong Ting were no longer a simple concept, they were so numerous that people were numb to it.
Ever since he was born and was taken in as a disciple by Duke Long, he would often appear in immortal traces.
Duke Long was the leader of Celestial Court. Not mentioning the rank eight Gu Immortals of Celestial Court, just the ten great ancient sects of Celestial Court were all colossal forces, overlords of their own regions with deep foundations.
Duke Long took in a disciple with great fanfare without concealment, everyone understood his intentions. Thus, be it Central Continent's righteous path, demonic path, or lone immortals, they were all very concerned about Hong Ting's growth.
Hong Ting was a luck seed, he would be nurtured by Celestial Court to become a future Immortal Venerable, this was no secret. Thus, every once in a while, Gu Immortals or descendants of Gu Immortals would secretly help Hong Ting, forming good karma and becoming familiar with him.
Thus, golden sparrow imparting techniques were no longer rare. There were also spirit crane imparting techniques, auspicious clouds delivering fruits, sacred wind cleansing marrow, and other immortal traces and phenomena.
After a long while, Hong Ting completely absorbed the knowledge in his mind, but he frowned: "Although there are eighteen types of weapon training techniques in here, each of them is exquisite, there is still no method to awaken the aperture in advance. Father, when can I open my aperture and control Gu worms? These techniques, no matter how high they are, are only mortal techniques. Only manipulating Gu worms is the proper way. "
"My son, don't be anxious. Have you forgotten what your master instructed me in the letter he sent? "Hong Zhu said in a pleasant tone.
Hong Ting impatiently waved his hand: "Father, I know, I know. Master said that although I can awaken the aperture in advance, I can only do it when I am twelve years old. If the time is not right and the opportunity is not here, I cannot advance it. I am very curious, master is so powerful, why can't he help me awaken my aperture now? "
Hong Zhu's expression sank: "Son, your master is an upper immortal, you cannot understand what he is thinking, but you have to listen to him. You have to understand that he will absolutely not harm you, just like how our parents love and protect you. "
"Yes, father. I said something wrong, father, please don't be angry, okay? "Hong Ting quickly cupped his fists, he was very filial towards his parents.
Time passed, several years passed in the blink of an eye.
Duke Long appeared again and officially took Hong Ting as his disciple, personally teaching him as he traveled around the world.
When Hong Ting was twelve years old, Duke Long helped him awaken his aperture. He officially stepped on the path of Gu cultivation, and because of his peerless aptitude and solid foundation, his cultivation advanced rapidly.
It wasn't just his cultivation base that had improved. His experience had also been enriched along the way. He met many people, from mortals to immortals, from kind people to evil people. His understanding of life and heaven and earth continued to deepen.
He was chivalrous, he abhorred evil, he was handsome and confident, he was resourceful and resourceful.
"Master, I found out that villainous Xue Tu Dao who slaughtered the village, he is on a nearby mountain!" On this day, Hong Ting returned from hunting and returned to the cave, excitedly saying to Duke Long.
Duke Long nodded and smiled: "Sit down, my soup is almost done. This is the bone soup of an ancient desolate beast, it will be very beneficial to your growth. "
Hong Ting threw the prey in his hand to the ground and gritted his teeth: "Master, over a year ago, I wanted to attack Xue Tu Dao and exterminate evil. You said I only had rank three cultivation while he was rank five, I could not fight him, I could not go. Half a year ago, I already had rank four cultivation and had eight killer moves, I had a high chance of taking Xue Tu Dao's life, but you said I did not have a hundred percent chance and should not make a move. Three months ago, I already had rank five cultivation and could deal with Xue Tu Dao in two or three moves, but you said it was not time for him to die, it was not time to kill him. Master, if we continue to let such an evil person live, who knows how many innocent lives will be lost. Now, it is time for me to make a move! "
Duke Long put down the ladle in his hand and stopped stirring the bone soup in the pot, sighing: "Disciple, the opportunity has not come."
"I don't care about the opportunity, I only know that if I do not make a move now, I will have missed the opportunity!" Hong Ting's attitude was very firm.
Duke Long shook his head: "At this time, Xue Tu Dao's life is not time. If you forcibly kill him, not only will it be futile, there will also be unexpected twists and turns, resulting in a tragedy. "
"I don't believe it! I only need one move to take his life!! " Hong Ting raised a finger, his eyes fixed on Duke Long, his gaze burning as if his eyes were burning with fire.
Duke Long was silent for a moment: "Then go, young man, try it."
"Thank you for your permission, master!" Hong Ting was overjoyed.
"Master only hopes that you will not be disappointed when the time comes."
"How could I be disappointed! Master, please wait for a moment, disciple will return in thirty minutes with Xue Tu Dao's head. "
Hong Ting turned and left.
But after the time it took for one incense stick to burn, two incense sticks to burn, three incense sticks to burn, Hong Ting was still nowhere to be seen.
Everything was in Duke Long's eyes, he knew the time was ripe. He left the cave, crossed a sea of trees and flew to Hong Ting's side.
Hong Ting knelt on the ground, his face filled with anger and regret.
He stared blankly at the foot of the mountain, there used to be a small village there, the villagers lived peacefully and peacefully.
His eyes were red, filled with veins of blood. When he saw Duke Long, he raised his head, there were clear traces of tears on his face.
"Master, I had never expected that there would be a Gu Immortal inheritance here. That Xue Tu Dao wanted to inherit this inheritance, so he secretly came here. I broke his plan, so he used the power of the inheritance to stop me. I fought with all my strength, but the aftermath of the battle caused the mountain to collapse and actually, actually buried the small village. Master! It was me, I caused the deaths of these villagers at the foot of the mountain! "Hong Ting sobbed.
Duke Long did not console him, he was silent for a moment before suddenly saying: "Disciple, do you want to take revenge? Do you want to get rid of Xue Tu Dao? The time has come. "
"Is that so? Where is he? "Hong Ting's body shook as he asked.
"On that mountain." Duke Long pointed.
Hong Ting immediately rushed over and easily killed Xue Tu Dao.
"I can't accept this, I have clearly inherited the true inheritance, but I have not digested the results yet. Just now, I narrowly escaped death, I was weak and powerless, but you saw me! If I had more time, I would not be afraid of me, I could still become a Gu Immortal! "These were Xue Tu Dao's last words.
Hong Ting stood in front of Xue Tu Dao's corpse in silence.
Duke Long's figure appeared behind Hong Ting again, he was silent.
After a while, Hong Ting retracted his dazed gaze from Xue Tu Dao's body and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, you said that if I listened to your arrangements, I could easily kill him. That village's people would not be implicated, right? "
Duke Long did not speak, he only stretched out his hand and lightly patted Hong Ting's shoulder.
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