The Prodigies War

Dawn pours, the sky is clear.

In the green mountains in the distance, in the spacious and tidy courtyard, a group of teenagers and girls meditated cross-legged, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth aura.

The older ones are seventeen or eighteen years old, and the younger ones are still wearing open-crotch pants.

At this time, the experienced villagers have already entered the mountain, either for hunting or picking elixir.

Lin Xun sat in a bamboo and rattan rocking chair in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his demeanor was relaxed and comfortable. The morning wind was blowing, bringing the fresh breath of plants and trees, and the soft morning light sprinkled down, not dazzling, but very comfortable.

two years.

He has become the "Mr. Teaching Profession" trusted by the villagers. The courtyard in front of him is the school, and the boys and girls in the village are the students.

All Lin Xun had to do was to instruct these students to cultivate.

At first, the villagers were not at ease, because Lin Xun seemed too young in their eyes, and his Taoism had not been repaired, and he was like a waste.

However, with the rapid development of Xiaoxi's cultivation base, after only less than three months, he was far ahead of his peers, and the villagers finally realized that Lin Xun, a young man who often gave Xiaoxi advice, even if he looked like a He looks very weak, but his accomplishments in cultivation are terrifyingly powerful.

So much so that they came to the door with all kinds of mountain goods and wine, and asked their children to follow Lin Xun's side to practice.

Naturally, Lin Xun could not refuse. When instructing these young girls to cultivate, he taught them according to their aptitude and solved their doubts.

Even, according to each person's temperament and roots, they are specially taught different Dao and Dharma for them.

In fact, with his current Dao practice, he also has the complete inheritance of the immortal path belonging to the previous era, and the various methods he has acquired since he has practiced all the way. The cultivation of the emperor's characters is definitely not a problem.

What's more, he is the first ancestor of all times in history!

The progress of these boys and girls is obvious, even exceeding the expectations of many villagers, making them overjoyed. They treat Lin Xunshi with admiration and kindness from the heart, treating him as their own.

In this regard, the village chief Wu Chuan is also very pleased, and often sighs that when these young people grow up in the future, they will definitely achieve higher achievements on the road than their elders.

will go further.

"It's not good, the village chief and the others were trapped near the Fallen God Pond by a big demon!" Suddenly, a panicked and anxious shout sounded in the distance, breaking the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Fallen God Pond!

The boys and girls who were meditating and cultivating in the courtyard became restless.

"Don't be distracted, keep practicing, I'll take a look."

In the rocking chair, Lin Xun stood up, and the indifferent voice resounded in the field, as if with a force that directly touched the hearts of the people, calming those young girls.

"Xiaoxi, help me take care of this place." Lin Xun looked at Xiaoxi.

"Um!"

In the past two years, Xiaoxi has become a Pingting girl, with a pretentious posture, beautiful and lively, and no longer ignorant and childish.

Swish!

The next moment, Lin Xun's figure disappeared out of thin air.

"The Fallen God Pond has been a fierce place since ancient times. How could the village chief and the others be trapped there? It's too dangerous..."

As soon as Lin Xun left, the boys and girls in the courtyard started talking, and many people were worried.

"You said, can Master Lin do it?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

Master Lin!

This is the honorary title these boys and girls in the village give to Lin Xun.

"I heard from my father that although Master Lin has mastered all kinds of wonderful inheritance and has unimaginable wisdom, his injury is too serious. He has been in our village for two years, and he has not completely healed yet."

Someone whispered, "It is said that the village chief and the others felt very sorry when they talked about Master Lin, thinking that the injury he suffered is very likely to hurt Daoji, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to repair it in this life."

"So, Master Lin can't do it?"

"Who knows, in the past two years, no one has ever seen Master Lin make a move. What's more, he is injured now, even if he used to be very powerful, but now... alas!"

Although these teenagers and girls have great respect and admiration for Lin Xun, and regard him as a teacher, they all know about Lin Xun's injury. In the past two years, they have never seen Lin Xun take action, which also makes them feel sorry for Lin Xun. This action is somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Otherwise, let's go together. There are so many people and great strength, we can always help!"

Someone suggested.

"Bullshit!"

Xiaoxi Shui Lingling's big eyes stared, and he scolded, "Master Lin said before he left that we should concentrate on our cultivation. Whoever dares to think nonsense, I will do it!"

Everyone immediately shut up.

Two years have passed, and the current Xiaoxi seems to be the leader of these boys and girls.

"Since Brother Daoyuan has decided to take action, he can definitely save Grandpa and the others safely!" Xiaoxi murmured in his heart.

When no one is around, she still likes to call her brother Lin Xun Daoyuan the most.

...

Fallen God Pond.

It has been shrouded in blood-colored haze all year round, and it has been regarded as a forbidden place since ancient times.

A long time ago, a big man from Qingliu City came to visit, but after entering the blood-filled Fallen Angels Pond area, there was no return, and he never appeared again.

This incident even caused a sensation in Qingliucheng, attracting many cultivators to come to explore, but no one dared to get involved.

At this time, the village chief Wu Chuan and seven or eight villagers were trapped in the blood-colored mist, breathing hard, and their cultivation was suppressed by a strange force, and they couldn't even move a finger.

"It's over... it's over..." Someone's voice was bitter.

Before, their group was going to hunt down a monster, but who would have thought, they were lured by this monster and rushed to the area where the Fallen God Pond was located.

When they just wanted to return, it was too late.

It's not that they are careless, but that even though that monster is only comparable to the quasi-emperor realm, it has the power to deceive people, so that their minds are silently blinded, and they are led to this place in confusion.

"Village Chief, what should I do?" Someone asked, looking at Wu Chuan.

Wuchuan's resolute face was also covered with haze, and after being silent for a long time, he said in a low voice, "What else can I do, I can only... I'll leave it to my fate..."

The voice was filled with uncontrollable despair.

Others can't help but feel sad.

laugh!

Suddenly, a black figure swept out from the thick blood-colored haze, turning into a fierce beast that looked like a liger, but was covered with black scales, green pupils, and a blood-colored unicorn on its head.

Wuchuan and the others were horrified, and they recognized at a glance that this was the fierce beast they had been chasing before——

Black Dream Tapir!

hum~

As soon as the Black Dream Tapir appeared, a strange black light appeared on its fur, and it was said that the bodies of Wu Chuan and others were covered in it.

Suddenly, the eyes of Wu Chuan and others became dull, and their consciousness became muddled.

Black Dream Tapir's oily pupils glowed with brilliance, and made an obscure and low curse sound:

"Going a thousand feet forward is the Fallen Angel Pond. In the deepest part, there is a divine grass that was born from the power of order. Whoever of you can help me take it out, I will let you go."

"Go."

The Black Dream Tapir raised its claws and waved it gently. In the blood-colored mist covered nearby, a path was immediately separated.

Wu Chuan and the others, who seemed to be manipulating their minds and souls, lifted their feet and walked along the path like puppets.

Black Dream Tapir followed closely.

Not long after, a black water pool with a range of about 100 meters appeared in the field of vision. Around the water pool, there were piles of skeletons that had long since decayed. There were humanoids and other ethnic creatures.

And above the water pool, there were wisps of blood-colored mist that lingered like a divine chain of order, stagnant there, strange and terrifying.

Fallen God Pond!

An unknown place of great evil.

The Black Dream Tapir stayed far away, chanting the incantation in a low voice: "Use your cultivation base to jump into the pool one by one, remember, don't touch those blood-colored mists."

Wu Chuan and the others seemed to be unaware of the danger, and approached it step by step.

Swish!

But at this moment, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking Wu Chuan and the others, and it was Lin Xun.

"Village Chief, I'll take you back."

With a tall figure, he opened his mouth with a smile, and a very ordinary and casual sentence could fall into the ears of Wu Chuan and others, but it was like a wonderful sound of the avenue, full of grand, sacred, and deafening power.

boom!

Wu Chuan and the others only felt that there was a thunderous agitation in their souls, and the controlled mind and soul seemed to have broken the shackles, and they suddenly woke up from that state of ignorance.

Lin Daoyuan! ?

When they saw Lin Xun, they were stunned for a moment, and then they realized it, their faces changed, and their hearts were cold, realizing that if Lin Xun hadn't appeared, they would most likely have entered the place without knowing it. The unpredictable Fallen Angels Pond.

"How can you not be affected by the power of the curse here?"

In the distance, the black dream tapir's pair of green pupils locked on Lin Xun who suddenly appeared, shocked and angry.

"Little friend, be careful of this monster. It possesses the secret art of the soul, and it is the best at bewitching people. It will make people fall into a dream without realizing it. Life or death will be controlled by it!"

Wu Chuan quickly reminded him, his expression full of fear.

"Don't worry, the village chief, it's just a wicked animal, it can't make any waves."

Lin Xun smiled warmly.

The words were casual, but the taste of contempt surprised Wu Chuan and others.

In the past two years, in their impression, Lin Xun has always been a humble and peaceful person. It was the first time they saw Lin Xun's strong and contemptuous side.

In the distance, the Black Dream Tapir let out an obscure low-pitched roar, and the fur all over his body was flowing with black light, like a circle of ripples, shrouding Lin Xun alone.

"Out of control."

Lin Xun's eyes filled with ridicule, and he said these four words.

boom!

The circles of black light suddenly shattered, as if being swept away by a hurricane, disintegrating and disappearing, followed by a shrill and painful hiss of the Black Dream Tapir.

Seeing its pupils burst, blood spurting from its lips and ears, its entire body slumped to the ground, twitching violently, and its mourning resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Lin Xun reached out and grabbed it from the air, and the huge body of the Black Dream Tapir suddenly turned into the size of a palm and fell into Lin Xun's palm.

Wu Chuan and the others were stunned.

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ps: I will update it today and make up for it tomorrow~