Half a month later, outside the city of Xiangshan.

"Uncle Zhang, don't send it, I will definitely become a martial artist. The boy shouted to a big man at the city gate. The boy turned and took a determined step north.

This young man is none other than Xu Ming, who has left his hometown where he has lived for fifteen years to pursue the mysteries of martial arts. Eight hundred miles of mountain road, for a fifteen-year-old boy, how difficult and dangerous......

Xu Ming hurried during the day, took the sky as the quilt at night, took the ground as the bed, crossed the mountains and mountains, waded across the river and crossed the river, and saw jackals, tigers and leopards, birds and beasts all the way, and went through difficulties and obstacles, and marched north. Once, when Xu Ming was in an unknown mountain, he encountered a green wolf that was about to turn into a demon beast, and if it wasn't for the beast about to give birth, he would have escaped with his life.

Twenty days later, a ragged man, dirty but with fine light in his eyes looked at the continuous mountain range, only to see that the green cloud mountain is high straight into the sky, the clouds are steaming and foggy, vaguely build a palace continuously, the cranes are singing together, it is just a fairyland on earth, the ancient trees of the low are towering to the sky, lush, verdant and charming, the tiger roars and the ape cries, full of vitality. Qingyun Mountain is a treasure land of Lingshan that is difficult to find in Dongxing Kingdom, the heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, and the Qingyun Sect located in this Lingshan treasure land should not be underestimated, it is one of the eight major martial arts sects in Dongxing Kingdom, there are many disciples, and the strength is strong. Seeing this situation, Xu Ming's breathing couldn't help but become short, and he quickened his pace and walked towards Qingyun Mountain.

"The sect is important, you are waiting for ordinary people, and you don't leave quickly. A young male voice sounded in Xu Ming's ears, his heart couldn't help but tremble, Xu Ming's heart was firm, and it was like this, if it was an ordinary mortal, his mind would be taken away, and he went down the mountain in a daze. Xu Ming looked up, and saw several young men dressed in cyan standard clothes and holding standard swords walking towards him, thinking that they were the mountain guarding disciples of the Qingyun Sect. The young man who took the lead saw Xu Ming's clear expression, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Senior brothers, I am here to apprentice to the master and cultivate martial arts, please be accommodating. Xu Ming said excitedly.

"My Qingyunmen is a famous and authentic family, how can any cat or dog enter. A disciple guarding the mountain saw Xu Ming's appearance and said disdainfully.

Xu Ming's face was angry, his fists clenched.

"Senior brother, don't be like this. The leading disciple said. "Little brother, my Qingyun Sect disciple has a move every three years, this year has passed, let's go down the mountain. Then he took the men and departed.

"Senior brother, senior brother, give me a chance. Xu Ming shouted, but the disciple guarding the mountain had long since disappeared, and only Xu Ming's echo was heard. Xu Ming would not give up, but no matter how he went up the mountain, he would always return to the foot of the mountain, again and again, the sky was getting dark, and the clouds were thick, which seemed to indicate Xu Ming's dark future, and there was no way to cultivate martial arts.

Eight hundred mountain roads are looking for green clouds, and the road is broken at the foot of the mountain is difficult to repair. Xu Ming, where to go?