God Ring Howl

I do not believe!

I just don't believe it!

I can't believe fate is so unfair to me!

I can't believe that God is so cruel and merciless to me!

I don't believe that life has dehumanized me like an ant!

Maybe, all this is God's test for me?

When I was young, didn’t my mother make me recite such sentences:

Therefore, when Heaven will send a great mission to human beings, they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and chaotic their actions, so they will move their hearts and minds, and gain what they cannot...

The mother is the daughter of a scholar outside the mountain!

My mother taught me to read and read, and taught me to recite poems and essays. Is the purpose just to let me read and write sentences and recite sentences with such profound meaning?No, absolutely not, my mother definitely wanted to tell me through this kind of articles how people should face the difficulties and setbacks they encounter in life.

Is it not?

It sure is!

Zhao Xiang, you can't give up easily!

You can't shrink back, let alone be pessimistic!

You have to use all methods, exhaust all possibilities, and resolve to survive in the Wuyue School!

You want to make this scarred boy who lacks the innate qualifications for cultivation and is just a mixed spirit root look like a human being in the eyes of the head of the Five Sacred Mountains School!

Zhao Xiang walked the 1000-meter mountain road from the office in charge of the outer disciples to the accommodation area of ​​the outer disciples, although it turned left and right, up and down, but Zhao Xiang walked for half an hour.

Just walking, thinking, thinking, walking.

For Zhao Xiang, this half an hour is far more than a month, or even a year of comprehension.

Perhaps, what happened in a few hours today gave him far more thoughts and feelings than ten years.

Along the way, the outer sect disciples he saw were all between fifteen and sixteen years old, all wearing gray winter clothes, with square bronze medals pinned to their chests, all of them were in a hurry and serious, even if they passed by, most of them looked indifferent .There are some older ones, and they are only about 20 years old at most, and never more than 30 years old.

Most of them held rakes, hoes, shovels, shovels and other labor tools in their hands, and some of them also carried burdens, buckets, rakes, and wheelbarrows.

Suppressing all the thoughts in his mind, Zhao Xiang stopped in front of a row of extremely low brick and stone bungalows.

There are a lot more outer disciples wearing gray winter clothes here than elsewhere, but everyone's expressions are the same as those they saw on the road. Eye chicken, I wish you could eat me and I would eat you, as if everyone owed each other three hundred cash and didn't pay back, or there was some deep hatred in the past and present life.

Zhao Xiang took a quick look, and his eyes fell on the independent courtyard in front of the two rows of bungalows.

There are three courtyards in total, and there are low walls outside. This is the place where the deacon disciples who are in charge of the dormitory area of ​​the outer disciples work and live.

After handing the square bronze medal to the disciple deacon, the disciple deacon gave Zhao Xiang a cold look, without bothering to say a word, pointed to a house impatiently, and threw him a key.

In fact, Zhao Xiang has long adapted to the stiff expression and indifferent atmosphere. From the beginning of his memory, he has spent time at home like this.

He picked up the key from the ground and quickly walked out of the office of the deacon disciple.

Before he walked to his room, a voice reached his ears from the disciple deacon:

"Scar boy, don't blame me, someone sent me a voice transmission, let me arrange you in the darkest, most humid, and most air-leakage room, in the future, you can enjoy it! Tsk, tsk, your little one Life... even if you keep it, hehe, I'm afraid you'll have to shed a layer of skin."

Although the voice was not loud, he could hear it very clearly.

It seems that hearing will also improve, and it is more relaxed, natural and simple than hearing Wu Renyi talking to himself.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang was no longer surprised that he could hear voices 100 meters away.

Get acquainted with the environment here first, he thought, and made the bed, leaving all doubts and doubts to be clarified later.

He took out the key, opened the door, and went in. The room was not big. There were two beds, a wooden table, and two chairs. The beds were covered with winter quilts. The room was cleaned very cleanly.

But Zhao Xiang found that the room was very cold.

Through the wooden window with dense gaps in the north, Zhao Xiang discovered that it turned out to be a small mountain, about 300 meters high.

Zhao Xiang reckoned that this house was either blocked by a row of houses in front or covered by a hill behind it, except for a moment of sunlight at noon.

Not only that, but Zhao Xiang also suddenly had a level of understanding, that is, he vaguely felt that this house seemed to be located on an extremely cold underground spring, and bursts of Yin Qi were rushing from the depths of the earth. Come up and go straight into this hut.

No wonder it was so cold in the house.

Zhao Xiang didn't know how he could feel this way.

He just smiled self-deprecatingly, patted his head with his hands, and said to himself:

What happened to me today, did I encounter a ghost?Or it was because Tang Biao and Wu Renyi were scared to death, right?

Zhao Xiang chose a wooden bed that no one seemed to be using, that is, the one near the window, took off the package on his shoulders, and then lay down on the bed, full of thoughts and thoughts.

Although the Five Sacred Sect came in, those guys were just putting on a show in front of Grandpa Hu Jinshan. They didn't want to let themselves practice any exercises at all, they just wanted to use all kinds of methods to expel themselves as soon as possible. Out of the Wuyue School.

No, the living environment is ridiculously poor, I am afraid it is the best among all the outer disciples.

Zhao Xiang thought to himself, listening to what Wu Renyi said earlier, tomorrow's job is to chop wood.

Ten stones, [-] catties, for me, a thin boy who is only ten years old, is simply an astronomical figure that cannot be accomplished.

Isn't this embarrassing me?Obviously ulterior motives!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiang just sighed helplessly, raised his left hand, and rubbed his forehead.

Suddenly, he was stunned, and only then did he notice that the deep scar on his left palm had disappeared!

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and moved his left palm closer to his eyes, but there was still no scar!

Are you dreaming?

The fresh scars left by the broken tiles not long ago disappeared all of a sudden?

Still in disbelief, he pulled his hair violently with both hands.

The piercing pain made him truly feel that this was not a dream at all.

A flash of inspiration flashed from the depths of my mind——

Could it have something to do with mother's ring?

I am becoming more and more discerning, does it have anything to do with it?

It sure is!

Today, I didn't hold anything tightly in my left hand, except my mother's ring, for such a long time!

Zhao Xiang quickly got up from the bed, trembling hands, hurriedly untied the outer padded robe, put his hand into the underwear pocket close to the skin, touched it several times, and finally took the ring that radiated his body temperature, trembling Take it out.

Staring at the ring in his palm, Zhao Xiang suddenly froze!