"Master, I'm really tired. Can you let me play for a while before practicing?" Sang Mo, who is only three years old and not as tall as a water tank, was asked to carry fifty water tanks full of water. Within one day period.
The most embarrassing thing for Sang Mo was that the water source for carrying water was in the mountain stream behind the mountain. Sang Mo could only carry two small buckets and run around. No matter how long it took to carry the water in a day, it was impossible to carry fifty water tanks.
At an age when others were still babbling and learning about the world, Sang Mo had already spent every day in this kind of life, day after day, month after month, year after year, until when Sang Mo was seven years old, he could Easily fill fifty water tanks.
"Today is five seconds faster than yesterday." Sang Mo looked at the water in the water tanks. Each water tank was filled to the brim. The water surface was flush with the edge of the tank. Any more drop would overflow the tank.
"Sang Mo~" The great elder's trembling voice, like a chime, reached Sang Mo's ears and made Sang Mo tremble. In the past four years, every time the great elder used this kind tone If you call Sang Mo, nothing will happen! ! !
"Master, I just loaded up the water, and I haven't had time yet..." Before Sang Mo could finish his words, he felt a cold sweat on his back when he saw the great elder's kind yet stern old face.
"You are the son of Shenghui. Now is not the time for you to rest. When you grow into a qualified master servant, I will give you time to have fun." The great elder said the most reasonable words in the sternest tone. .
"But..." Sang Mo still wanted to quibble and explain something, but he swallowed it back. The great elder only left Sang Mo with his back. The stalwart figure looked like a mountain to Sang Mo. Climb the mountains.
In desperation, Sang Mo could only follow the great elder in disbelief, with a pair of confused eyes revealing fear and uneasiness. He didn't know what kind of training he would be going through this time. The training once every three months could not be shaken. There was no such thing in the past four years. Exception once.
"Stand on the wooden stake!" the great elder ordered, with his hands behind his back, he jumped onto a wooden stake that was only as thick as his forearm.
It is more like a wooden stick than a wooden stake. It is only as thick as a forearm and can be broken with a light palm. However, in the splashing pool of water in this deep valley, a total of 7749 wooden sticks were beaten. pile.
"Wow~~"
Surrounded by the sound of water, Sang Mo stood on the wooden stakes crookedly, stepping on one wooden stake with one foot, and stood easily between the two wooden stakes.
"It's so easy this time!" Sang Mo secretly rejoiced. This was probably the easiest time in four years. Compared with the previous hob formation, it was still just a touch of a dragonfly, or even the sound transmission from the dusk bell, it was too easy.
But before Sang Mo could secretly rejoice, the expression on his face had just softened a bit, showing a slightly proud look, when a stream of water turned into a tornado and swept towards Sang Mo.
"Holy shit, another sneak attack!" Sang Mo couldn't bear it anymore and swore directly. Although his eyes were just frightened and panicked, he still nimblely tapped the wooden stake with his feet, turned over and pressed his hands on the wooden stake to avoid the rush. Here comes the waterspout.
After going through the training of Twilight Bell Sound Transmission, Sang Mo's reaction has been very fast. Even an enhancer whose general strength has reached S level can't react as fast as Sang Mo.
During the dusk bell transmission, Sang Mo needed to ring the chime accurately again every time the dusk bell sounded among the eighty-one cauldrons of dusk bells, and the sound had to be exactly the same.
For Sang Mo, who was only six years old at the time and knew nothing about music, this was simply a nightmare on earth.
In the pool, the whirlpool rotated slowly, a green dragon appeared and disappeared in the pool, and a real rumbling sound came from the depths of the pool.
Sang Mo was still happy too early. How could a trial once every three months be so easy? In the pool was the water-bending holy beast refined by the Shenghui Organization, the Flowing Snake.
This was the first time Sang Mo saw a holy beast. His eyes were full of curiosity and fear. The thing swimming in the water seemed to be integrated with the water. When he gently swayed his body, the water surface would cause an uproar.
"Master, this thing won't eat me!" Sang Mo looked at the giant beast in his hand and opened its bloody mouth. Above the water, a huge vortex downwards, and all the fallen leaves floating on the water were sucked in. In the belly of the beast.
"This is the holy beast of the Shenghui Organization, the Flowing Snake. The god of water control, you must not be disrespectful!" The great elder put away his doting look towards Sang Mo, and his eyes were filled with awe of the Flowing Snake.
"Snake?" Sang Mo's eyes were filled with curiosity, and he rubbed his hands unconsciously, with a greedy look in his eyes, "Snake meat must be delicious!"
After hearing Sang Mo's words, the elder's face gained a look of anger, his mouth twitched, his hands behind his back, and his robes swayed with the angry breeze on the water.
"How can you desecrate the sacred beast? If you act unruly like this, I will punish you by facing the wall and thinking about it for three months." The great elder said angrily, holding his sleeve and shaking it hard, with a look in his eyes. A bit helpless.
"Master, I haven't eaten meat for a long time." Sang Mo looked aggrieved. For a whole year, Sang Mo hadn't seen any meat in his food.
"When today's trial is over, I will allow you to leave Jingsi Ya and go to Shenghui Palace to study." The great elder glanced at Sang Mo. Although Sang Mo was only seven years old in four years, there was a hint of anger in his eyes. Mature and wise.
"Let's get started!" Sang Mo became excited. Since he was a child, Sang Mo has been studying with his master and has never left Jing Si Ya. He is full of curiosity and yearning for the outside world. Sang Mo has been begging his master. Let yourself leave Jing Si Ya and take a look outside.
"Then prepare to face the first test of the holy beast in your life!" the great elder said softly, and his body whirled and disappeared above the pool. There was only a slowly rising mist above the water. The breeze swept through Sang Mo's collar.
"It's so cold~" Sang Mo shivered. The mist rising from the water made Sang Mo feel a bit of coldness. A figure slowly walked out of the mist.
"Master, you are cheating me!" Sang Mo shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, the fist formed by the water flow suddenly flew out of the mist and slapped Sang Mo directly.
"This is a holy beast. It is not comparable to your previous trials." The great elder heard Sang Mo's cry, and a look of pride appeared on his lips. Finally, someone can punish Sang Mo. If Sang Mo continues to be proud, what will happen to the great elder? The elder didn't know how to teach him to calm down next.
"Child, don't blame me. This is your mission and your responsibility." The great elder put one hand behind his back and floated away into the distance. There seemed to be a cloud under his feet, like an immortal.
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Seven days later, Sang Mo gasped for breath and looked at the flowing snake in front of him, whose whole body was covered with dense snake scales.
"How many days has it been?" Sang Mo held his shoulder with one hand. His body was bruised and bruised. He didn't know how many times he had been beaten by Liu Snake with water.
Liu She remained silent from beginning to end, like a mute, with some contempt in his eyes. He slowly raised his left hand, and a powerful stream of water gathered in his palm to form a huge cage.
"That's it for now. I'm tired of playing." Liu She glanced at Sang Mo. The water in her palm instantly split into eighteen iron chains and flew towards Sang Mo. The iron chains formed by the water flow were tightly bound together. Tie Sang Mo tightly.
"Sang Yan, are you serious about not going to see that child?" The second elder glanced at the eldest elder, his eyes full of unbearability. "He's only seven years old. If you let him go through the Holy Beast Trial, will it be a bit of a stunt?"
"He is the son of Shenghui. This is the test he should undergo. We have waited for hope for so long. If we can't bear this hardship, how can I dare to entrust Shenghui to him." The great elder said coldly, There was a bit of coldness in his eyes, as if Sang Mo was just a tool of the great elder.
"But he is only seven years old after all. We seven elders all have the right and responsibility to teach him, so I hope that we will teach Sang Mo in the coming days." After all, the second elder couldn't stand Sang Yan continuing to abuse Sang Mo, so he I can't bear even an outsider.
"Hufufu~~" Sang Mo panted heavily, and there were a few bruises on his face, not to mention his arms. Even so, his eyes still looked unyielding, and the corners of his mouth showed a bit of determination.
"That's all you can do!" Sang Mo glanced at Liu She, his eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit, with a touch of disdain in his eyes, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with one hand behind his back, a bright light The meaning slowly gathered.
"Is this... a golden ocean?" Liu She looked at the golden light in Sang Mo's palm, her eyes showing slight shock and confusion. This was the first time Liu She had guarded the Jingsi Ya pool for thousands of years. Seeing the golden ocean, that holy light-like existence.
"Sang Mo!" Just when Sang Mo was about to get angry, the second elder suddenly appeared above the mist of the pool, gently pushed away the mist, and the flowing snakes also dissipated with the mist.
"Are you...?" Sang Mo looked at the old man who appeared in front of him. The mist in front of his eyes was pushed away, and he suddenly realized that everything just seemed to be an illusion.
"I am the second elder of Shenghui Hall. You don't need to continue to stay here in Jingsi Ya in the future." The second elder looked at the golden halo in Sang Mo's hand, with a look of surprise in his eyes. It seems that Sang Yan said Yes, Sang Mo is indeed the son of Shenghui and the best inheritor of Shengjin.
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"Sang Mo, you don't have to push yourself so hard." The elder looked at Sang Mo. This setback may be a good thing for Sang Mo. In the past seven or eight years, Sang Mo has treated him badly. It's respectful, a little more respectful than at Jing Si Ya, and I'm not joking.
"This is my mission. As the son of Shenghui, I should shoulder the responsibility." Sang Mo stopped talking and looked at the great elder with a somewhat cold look in his eyes. He no longer wanted to be like that in Jingsi Ya. Innocent.
"You have really changed over the years..." The First Elder looked at Sang Mo with a bit of unbearable expression in his eyes. The current First Elder regretted that he was too harsh on Sang Mo.
