For the yellow-shirted male cultivator who had just come out of the family, as soon as he came into contact with the divine realm, he could feel that this was a place that could satisfy all his fantasies and ambitions, so he was very excited.

However, when he happily walked on this magical and majestic land, he found that the beautiful divine realm in his imagination was very different from the actual situation.

It is full of trickery, cunning, complexity, blood, cruelty, the law of the jungle and inhumanity, and it is a world away from his own life in the family.

The cruelty of the Divine Realm can only be deeply experienced by those who have been in the Divine Realm for a long time, lived long enough and successfully survived.

The man in the yellow shirt is named Qu Huang and likes yellow, because his talent is extremely high, and the clansmen and elders in the family treat him as the most kind, and where can he think that the outside world is so incredible and "intriguing".

But it was also because of his extremely high talent, his martial arts value was still passable, and some life-saving artifacts given to him by the clan when he left, Qu Huang was able to get out of danger again and again.

It's good at home, it's hard to go out, everyone in the clan is kind, and everything in the divine realm is difficult.

Qu Huang escaped from heaven and danger in the midst of intrigues and tricks, and the divine stone and divine crystal brought from the family, the treasures of heaven and earth, have long been consumed, and there is not much left, it stands to reason that Qu Huang should be very depressed, but he still remains optimistic.

It's just because he met the most important woman in his life at the same time, that woman is beautiful and kind, and she warms his body and mind all the time after constantly going through hardships.

Qu Huang realm still exists, in the god realm is still careful and still nourishing, so the two are also like fairy couples, marching together, because of his desireless and unwanted nature, life is a little sour, fortunately, the woman has been affectionate, never give up.

The friendship between the two made Qu Huang's heart feel a sweet stream inexplicably, and that touch of sweetness supported their current miserable life, and at the same time they also fantasized about a better future after their cultivation.

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It was a prosperous day when the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, the spring breeze was warm, and everything was recovering, they became Taoist couples, and Qu Huang confessed his life experience for the first time, and confessed all he had, including the two most precious divine objects that he now relied on to survive.

Then, a catastrophe struck without warning.

She slashed at him, and he was defenseless.

Perfect ambush, but he couldn't believe it.

In his eyes, the woman was beautiful and kind, lively and innocent, sensible and virtuous, and full of great light, but he only now knew that she was a demon.

For some reason that he couldn't figure out, probably from the foresight and calculation of the elders in the clan, he didn't fall down when he was injured anyway, but she fell, and in her incredible, incomprehensible look that didn't have time to ask why, she fell stiffly in front of her.

If the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and if the soil is piled on the shore, the flow will be turbulent, and if the line is higher than the man, the crowd will not be, and if the body is carrying a heavy treasure, the man will rebel against it.

Everything, but for the sake of two fetish, and love seems to be extraordinarily fragile.

One moment they were still dependent on each other, and the next moment they turned against each other, and the plot reversal was like a drama changing face, which was incredibly fast, and Qu Huang's brain was completely confused.

He looked at the person he once loved lying in a pool of blood, recalling the bits and pieces of regret, and two lines of tears flowed out unconsciously.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Just when he didn't know how to deal with himself, a magnificent, **, old and majestic voice came into his sea of knowledge: "My clan, remember today's lesson, this is the first lesson you learned when you came to the clan, have you realized anything?"

It was only at this time that Qu Huang remembered why he came out of the clan and came to this world that made him sad, everything was just for the sake of class.

A "life" lesson that all people must go through when they reach adulthood.

Qu Huang also asked the seniors of the same clan who had just returned from this lesson in front of him to ask what the content of this lesson was, but they all laughed and said nothing.

What is it that makes people laugh but not say anything?

Oh life.

Sure enough, enough for life!

Qu Huang recognized the old and majestic voice that suddenly came into his mind, it was a living fossil-like existence in the clan who didn't know how long he had lived, the Supreme Elder who was silent all day long but respected by everyone.

Hearing Elder Taishang's question at this moment, Qu Huang's lips replied with difficulty: "Life, hehe, sometimes life is, when happiness beckons to you, it is actually to give you a slap in the face."

So, you're telling me that when you walk in things, you have to smell the eight winds and not move, and your heart is like a rock, and only by wrapping your heart layer by layer can you not get hurt, right?"

Qu Huang trembled his legs slightly, his eyes widened, he suddenly raised his head, looking at the still bright sky, he felt a line flowing in his body, the upper end of the line was connected to his jaw, and the lower end of the line was connected to his crotch, and this line was constantly squirming, every time it squirmed, it would bring him a painful pain.

He knew that the pain was called heartache.

His eyes were darkening, it was despair, his limbs were becoming soft, it was weakness.

Under the combination of despair and powerlessness, he is no longer optimistic, but seems a little depressed.

The Great Elder's voice didn't come for a long time, it seemed to be silent, and I don't know how long it took before he said, "That's probably the case, after your heart heals, you can come back, but right now, you are losing one thing." ”

Qu Huang said, "So ......?"

The Grand Elder said, "I have to teach you another lesson. “

Qu Huang said sarcastically: "It's life again?"

The Great Elder's voice became long, "No, it's a little different. ”

Qu Huang didn't want to use his brain, so he followed the words of the Great Elder and asked, "Oh, how is it different?"

The Great Elder also seemed to see that his state was not suitable for saying anything more, and there was a hint of weakness in the old man's voice, and after a sigh, he said, "You go......"

Qu Huang only felt a gust of wind blowing, and he flew up uncontrollably, flew high into the air, swept over countless divine cities, blessed lands, and came to a place called the Divine Immersion Teahouse.

People come and go outside the museum, and business seems to be very good, but inside the museum is quiet and unusual, and everyone looks very good. After going through the world, he can't think that this is a place with a very back, otherwise, where can he control the hearts of those people who have no royal law, no morality, only their own interests and selfish desires.

"Hehe, I really should be looking for a place where the background is strong enough for me to be quiet. “

Qu Huang put his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, and walked into the Shenjiu Teahouse step by step.

If it comes, it will be safe, and this is when Qu Huang is in his heart.

I don't know if it's because of the relationship between the clan, the person in charge of the Divine Immersion Teahouse was unusually polite to him, so he found a place to sit down with peace of mind, soaked in the Divine Immersion Tea, and silently immersed himself in his own world.

After sitting here, I don't know how many years have passed, he seems to have thought about it, and then seems to have fallen into a hesitation, and then until the sloppy male cultivator talks to him.