On the second day after Kanto Liu returned, the children in the secret realm were also born one after another.
He Qing stepped on the flying butterflies flying in the sky and soared happily in the air, just like a little fairy who did not eat fireworks from the world. Near the mountains and fields, wild beasts and aliens kept howling, as if they were worshiping this little fairy who came to the world.
As soon as Xiao Heqing's feet touched the ground, those colorful flying butterflies also left one after another, because it was winter, the cold season. Xiao Heqing was wearing a white cotton coat and a lavender belt.
Dragging behind, it is long and thin. On the top of the head is a bow tied with a ribbon. It is so beautiful and cute.
This is a moving picture, but at another place at the same time, it was a completely opposite scene.
The mountain behind the Huang clan is quiet and peaceful. A towering ancient tree stands on the mountain. It looks majestic from a distance, but when you look closer, you find that the ancient tree has been split into two parts from top to bottom. It looks eerie and has no trace of anything.
There was no vitality at all, but it survived tenaciously.
Suddenly, a man with flames all over his body appeared out of thin air in front of the ancient tree. To be precise, it was a boy.
He is Zhou Cheng, who broke out of the secret realm of Qiankun. In an instant, the blazing fire on his body disappeared into the air, as if it was absorbed by the skin. He is now completely different from the two people just now, the former is so powerful,
The latter is pink and cute.
After leaving the secret realm, Zhou Cheng rushed to the deserted village as soon as possible to meet his long-lost family.
It happened that Kanto Liu fell from the sky yesterday and returned to the deserted village. Now the whole village gathered together to hold a feast for him and celebrate the future holy king.
At this time, He Qing and Zhou Cheng arrived one after another, found their family members in an instant, and fell into their arms. Tears flowed down like disobedient people.
"Child, don't cry!"
He Qing's mother stroked her hair and comforted her. He Shuya also hugged her daughter, her eyes moist.
After all, she is a girl. The more her family comforts her, the sadder He Qing cries. Cultivation is boring and tedious, a year of isolation and loneliness, without the company of relatives and good friends, playing with each other, and spending every day in torment.
For little He Qing, this was painful.
Relatively speaking, Zhou Cheng's mood was quite stable. He was just distressed for a while and soon calmed down.
"My child, have you entered the class realm?"
Zhou He is the captain of the Desolate Clan's hunting team and one of the pillars of the young generation of the Desolate Clan. The moment Zhou Cheng rushed towards him, he immediately sensed the strong aura emanating from his body.
"Um."
Xiao Zhoucheng answered Zhou He choked with sobs.
The three talented teenagers got together and played with each other. They had not seen each other for more than a year. At this moment, the friendship between them instantly increased a lot.
Now, in addition to the games they played before, they have another project. That is to show off their skills to each other.
He Qing danced and shouted.
"The sky is filled with flowers and rain!"
I saw nearby flowers and leaves suspended in the air, spinning rapidly with He Qing as the center. The hanging wintersweet flowers set off Xiao He's clear heart.
"Hmph, what do you think this is? Look at my fierce fire."
Zhou Cheng was not convinced by Qi Dao.
He stretched out his hands, and two bright red flames appeared in Zhou Cheng's palms. He slowly brought his hands closer together, causing the two flames to merge together and turn into a more powerful fireball.
Zhou Cheng blew lightly, and the fireball immediately flew away from the palm of his hand and landed on the big stone in front of He Qing. The stone was ignited and floated in front of He Qing, swinging back and forth with the shaking of Zhou Cheng's hand.
When Guandong Liu saw this, without saying a word, he struck out with his palm and said word by word:
"Broken-shattered-star-chen!"
As soon as Guan Dongliu finished speaking, the flint ball exploded into pieces with a loud bang. He Qing's face was covered with debris on the ground.
"Oh, disgusting!"
These are the skills and secrets they learned in the secret realm, and each move has the power to destroy the world. Just like the name of the Kanto-ryu "Broken Stars", when you practice it to the end, you can really break the stars in the universe.
"They are now on the second or third level of mortal transformation, and their future achievements will be immeasurable!"
The four elders sat in a dark corner and commented on them.
Elder Nie Qiu commented:
"These little brats have reached a state that would be difficult for ordinary people to achieve even after ten years of cultivation. If the outside world knew about it, they would be furious to death."
"It's strange to say that they all came out because they had reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and didn't know how to continue practicing. Otherwise, I really don't know what state they would reach."
Zhou Huang discovered this problem. The four children this year are only about five or six years old. If they can achieve such an achievement at such a young age, it will definitely attract the attention of many powerful people outside.
"After all, they are still young. The pool cannot hold so much water. The divine court is not yet saturated. How can we expand it?"
The old patriarch explained that as a child of five or six years old, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible for you to reach the realm of the Mysterious Master at this age. This would be too evil.
"Now I'm looking forward to Shaotian's performance."
The four elders focused their attention on the small dark room, which was still shining with golden light after yesterday's battle. The golden general was still guarding the room, not allowing any intruders to attack.
It wasn't until a month later that the golden general disappeared. At the same time, Shaotian also walked out of the small dark room.
After not seeing each other for a year, Shaotian has not only grown taller, but his skin has also become fairer than before. These are the results of his continuous transformation and sublimation in the ancient and secret realm.
When it comes to hardship, Zhou Cheng ranks first among the four children. The secret realm he lives in is filled with endless volcanic lava. He must be careful every moment in his existence. Even if he is distracted, he may suffer.
It will be burned to ashes by the raging fire.
The cultivation of Kanto-ryu and He Qing is purely out of interest. No boy would refuse to fly in the starry sky, and no girl would refuse to stay in a place as beautiful as a fairyland.
Shaotian's training was the most boring. He stayed in a dark secret room all day long, comprehending the secrets of ancient secrets day after day.
This also makes Shaotian's spiritual power the most powerful, and his cultivation level is one level higher than the other three.
Now, the four innate supreme beings have gathered together, making the entire Desolate race feel more powerful. The monsters and alien races from all sides have also sensed that an unprecedented power is getting stronger.
Every day after that, the four children would accompany the adults out for hunting. Even with the four future pillars, the tribesmen did not break the agreement between the wild monsters.
Hunting only kills ferocious beasts with low cultivation levels and incomplete spiritual intelligence. These ferocious beasts alone are enough for the children to test their cultivation these days.
"The sky is filled with flowers and rain!"
"Broken Stars!"
"Fire and gold!"
"Destruction Palm!"
The four children used their trump cards one after another, and in an instant, all the prey in front of them was wiped out, and not a single fish slipped through the net.
This goes on day after day, year after year, until the eighth year...