The lively stars in the sky gradually faded away, the sky revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, a soft light accompanied by a red glow appeared in the sky, and the earth faded from the cold black pajamas and changed into a vigorous and bright coat. In the blink of an eye, the morning light also turned a deep blue, and under the light clouds, the sun gradually revealed its face in the east.

Lifting his still heavy eyelids and looking at the somewhat unfamiliar roof, Xiu Ling sat up, "This is here?"

The door of the house was gently pushed open, and the old man surnamed Qing walked quickly to the bed of the cultivator with a happy face, "You frightened the old man and me yesterday, are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better, which makes Grandpa Qing worried. A little lowly responded, and the cultivator fell silent.

"Where is your Grandpa Feng? Why did you come back alone?"

Hearing the old man ask about Feng Yuan, Xiu Ling's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the old man surnamed Qing on the side saw it, and his heart suddenly cooled, "Is something wrong?" looked at Xiu Ling eagerly, and the old man's hands couldn't help but clench.

"I want to be stronger!" the four words shouted out from the cultivator's mouth, and a raging fire flashed in his otherwise dim eyes.

Slightly stunned by the shout of the cultivator, the old man did have a trace of brilliance in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart, "Finally, I have awakened the heart of the strong." ”

"Grandpa Qing, I'm going to enter the Black Tower!" Xiu Ling's eyes looked at the old man firmly, and there was a terrifying determination in his eyes.

As soon as the word Black Tower appeared, the old man's brows furrowed, "Ling'er, there are too many unknowns in the Black Tower, although the old village chief once warned that only children can enter, but now it is only seven years old, too young, according to our ideas, let you master the necessary survival skills and cultivation realm within six years, you can only enter at the age of thirteen, enter the Black Tower now, this 、、、?"

"Grandpa Qing, please believe me!"

The old man stared at the cultivator for a long time, and then smiled freely, "Then it's up to you, when are you going to enter the tower?"

"Tomorrow morning! Now I'm going to go home and make some preparations. I don't know if it's an illusion or something, when the word "go home" is spoken, the old man can clearly feel that the child in front of him seems to have grown.

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Looking at the familiar gate in front of him, Xiu Ling slowly pushed it open, a large courtyard, the bath barrel in the courtyard seemed to have not had time to clean up, the long pavilion, the small pool, the grass, the flowers, the fruit trees、,, these things that were once ordinary in the eyes of the Xiu Ling, seemed to have life at this moment.

After watching quietly for a long time, Xiu Ling walked towards a room, gently pushed open the door, and a quaint chaise longue appeared in front of him, "Grandpa used to like to lie on this chair and drink tea" muttered to himself, but mixed with sad sadness.

After a long time, Xiu Ling walked out of Feng Yuan's room and gently closed the door, "Grandpa, I will definitely find you, I will definitely become strong enough!" Looking at the room in front of him, the young man's promise quietly fell, when he stood on the top of the world, thinking back on the current scene, it is estimated that he will still feel a lot of emotion.

As soon as he turned around, he looked at the herbs in the courtyard again, he didn't think these herbs were very precious before, but in the book of medicine that he had just accidentally read in the Fengyuan room, it was not an exaggeration to call these herbs planted in the courtyard treasures.

With a twist of his mind, Xiu Ling thought of the Void Fall hanging around his neck, and when he came to the piece of herbs, his mind moved, and a small piece of medicinal herbs in front of him was moved into the space of the Void Fall along with the soil.

Seeing that this was really effective, and the spiritual cultivation was so reciprocated, after a while, all the medicinal herbs in the courtyard were carried by the spiritual cultivation into the space of the Void Fall, and a lot of air and spiritual energy were absorbed into it, and the spiritual cultivation stopped.

Looking at the sky, it was already noon in summer, and white clouds were floating in the blue sky. Some of these clouds are connected together, like silver waves rolling in the ocean, some are overlapping several layers, like distant mountains with layers of cockroaches, and sometimes on a large silver-gray cloud, there are clouds of different sizes and shapes, just like sea stone flowers blooming on islands and reefs. Look at the sun again, like a raging flame. Sometimes, it seems to feel the heat itself and wants to hide in the clouds in search of shade.

"Grunt~" An untimely sound sounded in the silent courtyard, rubbing his stomach, and snorting a little stupidly, Xiu Ling silently walked to the kitchen.

After a while, wisps of tantalizing aroma wafted out of the kitchen.

Eating alone can't help but arouse the sorrow of the young man again, but if he knew that this would be the last time he could eat such a good meal in the next few years, it is estimated that the young man would not be so sad.

As soon as he finished eating, a sense of sleepiness struck, and the boy walked to his room, fell into bed, and fell asleep.

This sleep was very long, and it seemed that I had a long, long dream, but the content of the dream was really not remembered at all.

When Xiu Ling opened his eyes again, the sky was already gray and bright, and he was slightly stunned for a moment when a rooster crowed from nowhere, "Is it already the second day?"

After washing up quickly, and simply drinking some leftover porridge from yesterday, after Xiu Ling cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, he immediately rushed to the home of the old man surnamed Qing.

From afar, Xiu Ling saw the old man waiting in front of the door, "Grandpa Qing, I'm ready, let's go~"

The old man's eyes froze, "Okay, let's go, let's go to the Black Tower." ”

On a budding flower on the side of the road, a drop of dew quietly condensed, and gradually flowed along the bud to the leaf stem, suddenly, two figures on the side of the road walked by, bringing up a rapid air current, the dew could not stand on its heels, from the leaf stem was blown by the wind to a small grass on the ground, greedily enjoying this coolness, a breeze blowing, the grass shook slightly, as if to express gratitude to the two people who had just left.

About a stick of incense later, a solemn tower appeared in front of the cultivator's eyes, black spirit patterns surrounded the tower, the whole black tower originally gave people a kind of oppression, coupled with the invisible coercion of the spirit pattern, the sense of oppression was even higher.

The old man glanced at the young man on the side, as if he wanted to detect a trace of fear, but at this moment, there was a trace of fear in those eyes, and the old man who looked at it with a strange excitement and determination was surprised in his heart.

"Ling'er, everything that happens after you go in will be unpredictable, are you afraid?"

"For the sake of power, there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

"If one day you suddenly find out that everything you have experienced in the past is fake, will you feel lost?" the old man suddenly said without a word.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, a glimmer of clarity and pain flashed, and a firm tone came from the young man, "Even if it's fake, I'll fight for it, at least I once cherished it, at least I want to have the strength to stop the tragedy!"

"You take this bracelet with you, in case of an accident, it may help you~" The old man reached out and handed the young man a jade bracelet, and said slowly.

Gently taking the bracelet, the young man put the bracelet on seriously, his eyes fixed on the old man's eyes, a heartfelt joy emerged from the young man's eyes, and the old man's eyes trembled.

"Thank you!" the two words came out of the young man's mouth, but they stirred up a thousand waves in the old man's heart.

Without stopping any longer, the young man pushed open the door of the Black Tower, strode in, and with the sound of "squeak~" closing the door, the young man disappeared in the eyes of the old man.

Bells rang slowly、、、

A hazy light shrouded the entire Lingxi Holy Village, and gradually one of the buildings, one by one, the villagers gradually became transparent, and everything became blurred, and a tear fell from the corner of the old man's eyes in front of the tower, and gradually faded with the echo of the bell、、、

I don't know when the bell quietly stopped, and only a black tower stood in Lingxi Holy Village, which was originally lined with buildings......