Ancient Taoist Sect, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

I saw a young man, sitting on a wooden chair in the registration office, constantly flipping through the ancient books in his hand, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes his face was sunny and comfortable, sometimes he was full of righteous indignation, and sometimes he was sad and sentimental. Some people came to register to read ancient books, and the teenagers turned a deaf ear.

The old man on the side sighed and stepped forward to help him register. In fact, the old man also understood that his little master was looking for a way to cultivate from ancient books, but the little master didn't seem to understand that he was not suitable for cultivation......

After two hours had passed, with a "snap", the young man closed the ancient book, turned his head to the old man and said, "Amber, let's stop here today!" After speaking, he turned his head to look at the sunset outside the window, and the golden glow came into view, but he couldn't hide the loneliness in the young man's eyes.

After Amber cleaned up the registered ancient wooden table, he turned to look at his young master, looked at his endlessly lost face, and sighed in his heart, feeling worthless for his young master.

"God, why is it so unfair to the young master, even if it is abandoned by God!" The wrinkles on Amber's face squirmed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice, "What 'Wu' Pin left the young master with is not only hope, but also despair!" There is no talent, that is, this young man may be an abandoned son and cannot enter the path in this life, but it is also possible that he lacks the above talents and still has the opportunity to walk on the path.

This young man's name is Yu Qixia, he was born in the Ancient Dao Sect fifteen years ago, and he was born together with the divine light flying from the sky, but I don't know if it is because of the divine light, he has not been able to cultivate so far......

Because Yu Qixia was already fifteen years old, but he was still unable to convert the aura introduced into his body into spiritual power, his father arranged for him to be a director in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Although Yu Qixia couldn't cultivate, his father would still promise him a lifetime of glory, and a director of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion already represented a lot.

"Let's go, Amber! Go back to the courtyard, I still have to say hello to my mother!" Yu Qixia smiled with relief, tidied up his clothes, put the ancient books back in their original places, and walked out of the scripture pavilion with Amber's follow.

"Huh......" Yu Qixia had just pushed open the door, and a dazzling golden glow squeezed in through the crack in the door, shining on Yu Qixia's fair face, and he hurriedly blocked the golden light with his hand.

Stepping out of the threshold, walking down the stone steps, a gust of breeze blows, white robe and black hair, robe fluttering, black hair slightly blowing, slowly walking down the mountain. Amber slowly followed behind him.

On the way, many junior brothers and sisters passed, and everyone greeted Yu Qixia: "Hello senior brother!" Although there is full sincerity on his face, he is very disdainful in his heart. Only a few disciples who had just started didn't know, and they just followed the other senior brothers and sisters.

After Yu Qixia walked away, these junior brothers and sisters were immediately revealed.

"You know what? This shit doesn't actually have any cultivation at all. He is fifteen years old, but he can't cultivate. One of the disciples spoke first, in order to show his ugly sense of superiority.

"That's right, if it weren't for a father who was the sect master and accepted him as a disciple, who would have to call him senior brother?"

"I heard that he was born with blocked meridians and was unable to introduce spiritual energy into his body, which made him unable to cultivate. ”

"If I do this kind of thing, I won't be alive!"

"And ......" The disciples all participated in the discussion, and even the disciples who had never heard of him listened to them, and the initial respect in their hearts vanished, replaced by disdain.

That's right, no one wants to call a useless waste who has no cultivation and relies on relationships as a senior brother.

Yu Qixia was silent when he heard what they said, his fists clenched, and the edges and corners of his face revealed a kind of anger...... But soon, the anger on his face had dissipated, and Amber saw a free, relieved smile.

"Young Master......" Amber's lips moved, but he still didn't speak. After all, the young master still can't get over the hurdle in his heart!

In a quarter of an hour, Yu Qixia had already returned to his and his mother's courtyard, and after he signaled An Bo to return to the room by himself, Yu Qixia moved to Yu Shuyao's door, and the maid in front of the door asked Yu Qixia to ask for peace, Yu Qixia nodded in response, and knocked on the knocker.

"Mother, the child has come to greet you!" Yu Qixia said, pushed the door open, and strode in.

I saw a woman dressed in white jade plain gauze and wearing a phoenix feather hairpin sitting on a rosewood chair, this woman was Yu Qixia's mother, called Yu Shuyao.

At this time, Yu Shuyao was slowly sipping the tea in the cup, and when she saw Yu Qixia walking in, she put down the teacup and said happily: "Qi'er is here, sit down, my mother has asked someone to prepare your favorite meals and soup for you." Xiao Fan, prepare a meal for the young master. The maid outside the door answered, and went to the dining room to have the prepared food and soup brought over.

During this period, Yu Shuyao sat next to Yu Qixia, and asked Nuan: "How is it, Qi'er, can you find a solution in ancient books?"

Yu Qixia smiled helplessly and shook his head: "There is no ...... for the time being" followed by a wry smile.

When Yu Shuyao heard this, she also smiled disappointedly, but she still gently stroked Yu Qixia's head with her jade hand and comforted: "It's okay, Qi'er, mother, I have long accepted the reality, now as long as you live a good life, it's fine!"

"Mother's ......" Yu Qixia's eyes were a little cloudy, and he tried not to let the gold water fall. The fists clenched involuntarily, and the joints creaked.

Wupin's talent has passed fifteen years, and the results are already obvious, Yu Qixia belongs to the first type, and he can't escape the clutches of God's abandonment.

In this life, he Yu Qixia has no chance with cultivation!

"Qi'er......" Yu Shuyao saw that Yu Qixia was such a demeanor, and she was very distressed in her heart, "It's okay, Qi'er, even if you can't cultivate, but you live well, it is also a kind of reward for your mother!"

"Ma'am, the meal is ready and ready to be seated!" The maid shouted.

"Let's go, Qi'er, try the new dishes made for you for your mother today!" After Yu Shuyao sorted out her mood, she pulled Yu Qixia to sit down for dinner.

As soon as she took her seat, Yu Shuyao immediately picked up a big chicken leg for Yu Qixia: "Qi'er has to eat more to grow better!"

"And this soup, which you have loved to drink since you were a child! Quick, have you regressed in your mother's craftsmanship?"

Yu Qixia picked up the bowl of soup, drank it all, and after drinking, he wiped his sleeves and showed a satisfied smile: "It's still as delicious as before, mother." But there was a hint of loneliness under the satisfaction.

Yu Qixia muttered to herself: "Hasn't Dad been here yet?"

Yu Shuyao saw that Yu Qixia's appetite didn't seem to be very good, so she put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said with concern: "What's wrong, Qi'er?"

"Daddy...... Still is...... Haven't you been here?" Yu Qixia said hesitantly, but after speaking, he regretted it a little, and secretly scolded himself for being a fool.

Because he saw a trace of disappointment flashing in Yu Shuyao's eyes, but it was quickly covered up, she smiled lightly: "Your father is busy with official business, and there are many things to deal with in the sect......" After speaking, more loss poured out from her autumn eyes.

"It's not fair! Why? I'm going to find him a theory!" Yu Qixia smashed the dishes and chopsticks, got up and was about to take the door, but was stopped by Yu Shuyao.

She pulled Yu Qixia's sleeve and pleaded, her eyes full of tears: "Qi'er, don't ......"

"It's all because my mother is not good, I didn't bring you good talents!, which made our mother so neglected......" Yu Shuyao's tears flowed out of her deep eyes like two waterfalls.

Yu Qixia's body shook suddenly, his breathing was short, and a stream of ignorant karmic fire penetrated his chest, his face was full of unwillingness, and his fists clenched involuntarily......

"Strength, strength, and strength...... Is it because I can't cultivate? Just because I'm an outcast?" Yu Qixia let out a low roar, his face was hideous, his face was flushed, and his anger had already burned to the door.

"Isn't it just forsaken by heaven? I will definitely break this eternal shackle! Knock on the door of the road and step into the path!" Yu Qixia looked up to the sky and roared, broke free from Yu Shuyao's hand, turned around and ran out of the house.

"Madam, don't you really need to chase after the young master?" After Amber heard the quarrel, he rushed to see Yu Qixia running out of the courtyard frantically.

"It's alright, Amber, let him be quiet!" Yu Shuyao waved her hand, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and sat back at the table, thinking, it's all my fault, I'm sorry Qi'er, I'm even more sorry for the master......

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After Yu Qixia ran out of the hospital, he frantically rushed to the back mountain of the Ancient Dao Sect, only there, Yu Qixia could be calm.

ran wildly all the way, until he ran to the edge of a lake, Yu Qixia stopped out of breath. He kept running, but he didn't know that the sky had changed to a black curtain.

When the moon is in the sky, the stars are dotted, and a trace of silver shine is scattered among the lake, reflecting a little starlight, like a fairyland on earth. The leaves around were swaying and rustling in the wind, and everything was so silent.

Yu Qixia walked slowly to the lake, sat cross-legged, and attracted spiritual power according to the starting style of the ancient Taoist sect's "Little Breath Technique".

But after the spiritual power is introduced from the heavenly spirit, it will not circulate in the body according to the magic of 'traveling four arms', but will go straight to Yu Qixia's dantian and disappear, and Yu Qixia will feel that the spiritual power he inhaled disappears out of thin air!

"Why the hell?" Yu Qixia slammed the ground with his hand, as if he wanted to vent his endless anger! But due to excessive force, the bones of his hand were cracked, and the pain made Yu Qixia a little sober.

But Yu Qixia is unwilling, he doesn't want to become a waste, he doesn't want his mother to suffer, and he doesn't want to be snubbed by his father!

A drop of crystal clear, like a tear of the stars, slipped down and dripped on this meadow.

Yu Qixia still shed tears after all, for the first time in fifteen years, he shed tears because of unwillingness. But there is nothing you can do about it!

"Oh, this may be helpless, perhaps, I will be a waste person all my life!" Yu Qixia laughed at herself.

"Boy, don't be in a hurry to give up hope......"

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