The old man stroked his beard, looked at his life solemnly and said, "The old man owes no favors to others in this life, let alone others." This time, the old man spent money to ask you to show me the way, but you almost died, and the old man was a pimple and a demon in his heart. Let me ask you, would you like to follow the old man up the mountain to practice and become a fairy like you say. I'm not afraid that you know, the old man is from the Flying Immortal Sect, and his power is not small, and ordinary people are not qualified to enter the sect, let alone let the old man, the elder of the Flying Immortal Sect, take the initiative to accept apprentices. ”

"Don't do it! I just said to you that I don't kill innocents indiscriminately, and I say that if you kill the demon beast, you will kill the demon beast, and you won't be soft at all, you can see that your world is not easy to mix. The master has two dollars to spend, so he can take his brothers not to starve, and he doesn't like to fight and kill. The boy turned his head and said stiffly.

"Now, you owe me a favor, and I can let you help me when I have the chance. Now a sentence to accept me as an apprentice, just return this love, if you accept me but don't care about me and don't teach me, let me scratch my eyes and toss myself, it's not that I haven't fished at both ends. ”

"Stinky boy, think about it yourself, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, if you don't embark on the path of cultivating the truth, you will never have a chance to unlock the secret of the copper knife around your neck!" After the old man finished speaking, he walked to the small stone room of the golden flame cicada without looking back, and did not give the young man a chance to ask.

"How do you know about the knife? Oh yes, my clothes were burned out when I was on the fire in Narausch. He took out the knife around his neck from his clothes and looked at the knife in a daze.

The knife was the last thing his parents left him, and it was given to him by his mother in his hospital bed before she died.

The young father, who was originally a blacksmith, was a blacksmith with tuberculosis, and his skills may have been good, so he built this knife. However, the image of him is very vague, after all, his father died when he was three and a half years old, and it is said that he was paralyzed and coughed to death in bed. The remaining young woman, who was already frail and devoted herself to her husband, who was coughing up blood, could not escape the nightmare of tuberculosis, and soon after the man left, the woman could not survive the following winter, so she followed.

Before leaving, he put the red knife on the young man's neck, and prayed to God to bless her, a lonely child, with no worries about her life, life, and fate!

Fortunately, the woman gave the child a pleasing name, and God finally let go of the child without a father. The neighbors are all good people who helped the children with the funeral.

The boy was too small, and the two small tiled houses were big in the eyes of the boy like a city that could not find an exit.

Then in the past ten years, stumbling, the little boy has grown into a big boy, he has grown taller and his appearance has opened up, and in the suffering of eating hundreds of meals and wearing hundreds of clothes, he has pulled up the lives of many lonely children who also have similar circumstances.

There is always a time when petty thieves miss, it is always inevitable to be chased and beaten, and the boy has never cried for so many years, and finally always goes to a hillside in the west of the town, and quietly counts the stars at night.

The old gentleman who commented on the story said that when a person dies, it is called driving a crane to the west.

The boy didn't know where his parents were flying west, so he found the hillside facing west and waited quietly.

The stars are so faint and so tiny, they must be far away, and my father and mother have flown for ten years, and they will definitely be able to find a star, live there, and live happily and steadily without worrying about food and clothing.

They will look at themselves as if they were looking at the stars.

Therefore, the boy warned himself that he must live well, even if he is just eating soil and gnawing mud, he must live well, otherwise he will waste his mother to get a good name for himself - his life is worry-free.

The boy retracted his thoughts, shoved the knife into his neckline again, and calmed down. Since the bearded old man said that the copper knife in his hand has an extraordinary origin, then if he is successful in cultivation, he may have the opportunity to unravel the origin of the knife, and he will be able to know his own life experience, and he will be able to get closer to his parents, and he will not be separated from life and death, like an empty house in winter where there is no charcoal stove and it is so cold that it will turn into ice.

After figuring out this layer, he looked at the old man standing in the small stone room on the south side, and knelt down heavily: "Old gentleman, the kid is stupid, I just misunderstood your kindness, please accept me as an apprentice regardless of your previous suspicions", and knocked down three times after speaking.

The old man originally turned his back to the young man, but when the young man knelt down, he slowly turned around, looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, smoothed his long hair with his right hand, and laughed three times behind his left hand and said: "Okay! Old man Feixian Sect Ding Qiuyuan, today I will accept your life as my fifth disciple!"

Heavy snow covers the mountains, the snow field is white, and thousands of people disappear. A shallow black line stretched outward from Daliang Mountain, and the snow particles were swept up by the wind, hitting people's faces like wiping their faces with sandpaper.

It's only the end of November, and it's still a little bit short of the real frozen crack cold iron spitting into ice. There was a half-grown boy Chiguo who was walking in the snow with difficulty on his upper body, and the snow had already reached the boy's knees, and he fell step by step.

There was another old man who was floating like a ghost and followed the young man, with a wine bottle in one hand and dried meat in the other, eating and drinking happily, and a layer of light shield shrouded in the outside of his body, which was not invaded by wind and snow. The old man wiped his mouth with the wide sleeve of his right hand and said, "Stinky boy, go faster, you only rested two hours ago, how long will it take to walk back to Jinshan Town at your speed?"

"Stinky old man, are you embarrassed?! You fly in the sky without effort, and you have a happy life with wine and meat! The young man really wants to walk back step by step, why don't you fly me back directly like when you came?" The young man's face and hands were frozen and painful, but there was a real flame in his chest, swaying and burning his body, and his back continued to ooze sweat and turn into ice crystals and fall.

It turned out that these two people were Ding Qiuyuan, who had just left Xueyin Mountain, and his life was worry-free. The two who had just recognized the master and apprentice seemed to have extremely incompatible temperaments, singing and bickering along the way. Listening to the young man's scolding, Ding Qiu was not angry, but raised his hand and smashed the empty wine bottle in his hand on the young man's head.

The boy was smashed, but he didn't seem to feel much pain, touched his head and closed his mouth, and hurried away.

"Boy, exercising in advance is not a small benefit to you, and the thirteen-year-old is not too young to say that he is too young. On the way of cultivation, the disciples of those big sects and big families began to recite the Taoist decisive techniques when they were two or three years old, and the elders in the family would even alchemy and chemical medicine to wash the marrow and pulse of the child. You have been more than one step slower, but fortunately, there is a promising teacher who leads out the earth fire and helps you completely refine the Golden Flame Cicada Pseudo Dan Nianjing into your body, and you are no longer weaker than others in terms of physique and cultivation and even soul. ”

Ding Qiuyuan took out another bottle of wine, took a sip of it, and continued: "Qi leads to the transformation of Jindan Yuanying, the meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step. Even if you are now equivalent to the peak of the middle stage of Qi refining, but you don't know anything, you can't understand the law or the body, and you can't mobilize the mana in your body, you're a fart cultivator!"

"......Stinky old man?" asked the young man, looking back.

"Huh?" the old man frowned, raised the bottle in his hand, and glared at him.

"Master!" the young man coughed in embarrassment, covered his head with his hands and continued to ask, "Master, when will the cicada heart flame in my body be used by me?"