Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

In a daze, looking at the huge monster in front of him, the boy actually felt a little regretful. He regretted showing up to help him win back a game, and he also regretted that he had to come to Zixiao Peak for being so mean...

Suddenly, the huge creature that was far away in the sky appeared in front of him in just that instant, frightening him so much that he was stunned and trembling all over.

The huge monster was about 3 meters long and had a horn on its head. Its eyes were large and protruding, like a sapphire, spinning around. Its body was covered with cyan scales. It had claws but they were not very flexible, and it had wings but they were not very big.

"Young Master...I am late, please calm down"

The big snake, who was so majestic in front of the black fog, lowered its head like a child who had made a mistake, and its tone was full of self-blame.

The young man suddenly came back to his senses after hearing this and waved his hands repeatedly, "No... You came just in time, but I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Qingyu, and I am a general under the Demon King. I had the honor of meeting the young master before his death hundreds of years ago, so I came to help you this time."

The boy looked it up and down, then glanced at its scales and nodded, thinking that it was indeed a genius to name it, but it also had its own characteristics. As expected...

Thinking about it, he took a step forward, stroked his scales, and nodded, "Then I wonder... can what you said be temporarily hidden..."

Before he could finish his words, after a dizzy spell, Wen Baixu returned to the dark and narrow space again, and heard urgent shouts and Qingyu's narration in his ears.

After a moment, the original boy frowned and looked at him, or more precisely, Qingyu who had turned back into a human. Although he was extremely unconvinced, he could only pretend nothing had happened in front of him.

"Since you said you were my father's subordinate, then where are my father and mother? Why did you throw me into the water? Are you planning to let me die?"

The young man's words deeply touched Qingyu's heart. He seemed to recall the great battle. He sighed softly, "This... is my mistake. Madam Zhuang Ji died when she gave birth to you, and you... were suppressed under Yinhui Mountain. No one can save you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Nature needs the same source to succeed"

The young man was a little confused by what he said. Just as he was about to ask for clarification, he heard a sound in his ear, and his body was shaking as if being pushed by someone.

"Young Master, we will meet again... Liuli Pavilion..."

"Beiyuan...Beiyuan wake up"

The boy suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment and the group of people surrounding his bed. He looked at the handsome man around him and in front of his bed with some discomfort and hostility.

"Where am I?"

As soon as the boy's voice came out, it immediately became hoarse, which scared him and he quickly closed his mouth.

"You are at Zixiao Peak. You have been burning for three days. Fortunately, Sister Linyue gave you herbs, otherwise you would have become a little fool."

A female voice sounded from the bedside, and a mischievous little face popped out from behind the man.

"Little...idiot? I shouldn't have become..."

The boy looked at the man beside the bed with tears in his eyes. Seeing that he didn't respond, he lowered his head in grievance.

Suddenly a pair of big hands covered his head and rubbed it gently.

The boy's body stiffened for a moment.

Bei Ming suddenly sensed it, and immediately looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Her originally stiff body instantly regained its composure. She paused for a moment under his palm, reached out and held his hand, gently pinching it. Looking at this person with such charming eyes and eyebrows, she suddenly had the urge to make him cry...

But looking at his current appearance, the boy immediately shook his head and said seriously: "No... I just miss you a little bit."

He gently placed the man's big hand on his face and rubbed it for a while, observing his expression. Seeing that he was normal, he smiled at him and looked into his eyes.

"Okay... you still act like a child and act like a spoiled brat."

The warmth in his words seemed like the best sword that pierced the young boy's heart.

People around them saw their interaction and talked about it from time to time.

Bei Ming coughed when he saw this, pulled back his hand, and said seriously: "Ayuan, are you willing to join me and become my disciple?"

The boy paused for a moment, then nodded his head desperately, indicating that he was willing.

Except for the girl who was jumping and dancing with joy on her face, the others had defensive looks in their eyes.

"Since this is the case, I will not show any mercy to you. I hope you can't be lazy any more."

Listening to the man's words, although he didn't take it seriously, the boy's eyes were full of the figure of the man in front of him.

But I didn't expect that...it started the next day

In the early morning, at the first sound of a bird, a line of people were running up and down the mountain, and in the sky, a yawning man in red was sitting on a sword, still shouting

"Run faster. If you don't speed up, the meat in the cafeteria will be given to others today."

The group of people who were originally running slowly immediately became energetic and ran quickly.

The advantage of running fast is that everyone can eat meat.

After finishing the meal, everyone walked towards Zixiao Peak in high spirits. Everyone flew away on their swords, but the remaining young boy stood alone, looking at the others with dark eyes.

Until there is no one left...

He sighed deeply, walked down the mountain, and then walked towards the mountain road of Zixiao Peak. When he reached the top of the mountain, the others had finished their classes and were resting.

Seeing the panting boy, some people whistled at him maliciously and glared at him from time to time.

The man in red sitting at the head of the group was flipping through a book without even looking up.

The rustling sound of papers echoed throughout the hall...

The boy's situation has been like this for several days, but the person who said he would discipline him severely was like a blind man and was not moved at all. Instead, when someone tried to persuade him, he just smiled and said it, as if it was not him who said that, but someone else...

The boy was targeted for several days in a row, and his mood was really hit. Even when he went to bed at night, he looked depressed. Until... after enduring for countless days and nights, he fought back for the first time.

"You little bastard, how can you be accepted as a disciple by the master without doing anything, while we can't get in even after going through so much hardship..."

The voices were getting louder and louder. The boy looked at the people who had surrounded him and looked at him angrily.

But the boy did not react at all to their insults, but tried to walk away quietly. However, it seemed that they were even more angry at the boy's action, and one of them punched him directly.

But the imagined fist did not touch the flesh. Instead, the man screamed and was thrown to the ground. The others looked at each other in confusion. But then one of them who looked like a boss waved his hand. Everyone looked at him and immediately made hand gestures and swung their swords at him.

Just when the boy thought he was going to die today, a familiar voice appeared.

"Put your left hand on top of your right hand, turn right twice, and recite the spell you learned yesterday..."