In the western part of the Canglan Continent, there is a mountain range called Iron Mountain, which is towering into the clouds, as if suspended mixed with drifting clouds and mist, mountain waves and peaks, layer upon layer. The mountains are black and boundless, and the cliffs like knives and axes stand above the sky. The name Iron Mountain comes from the dark rocks here, the color of black iron.

Despite its name, Iron Mountain, it is a bit desolate and closed to traffic, like a paradise isolated from the outside world. There is a very small village at the foot of the Iron Mountain, the village is very small, there are not even villagers, but it is composed of a dozen families of woodcutters and hunters, they live on the Iron Mountain, and this is their roots.

On the mountainside of Iron Mountain, a thatched house can be vaguely seen, but it is slightly abrupt, obviously I don't know who lives on the mountainside, which can't help but seem a little unique. However, the woodcutter at the foot of the Iron Mountain, the hunter still knows something, and the man who looks to be in his fifties lives on the mountainside, and there is a teenager who lives on the mountainside all the year round, and gets along with the villagers at the foot of the mountain, and has no desires.

The weather is clear, the iron mountain looks more majestic, in the mountainside, but see a teenager chasing something, he looks like he should be fifteen or sixteen years old, the angular facial features are a beautiful young man, although he is dressed in coarse cloth clothes, but his sturdy body has a heroic spirit, it looks very extraordinary. At this moment, the young man had a smile on his face, but he was chasing a wild boar, yes, it was a wild boar with more than a meter long and shiny fangs, and this scene couldn't help but make people's eyes drop. Is there any mistake, a wild boar that even a good hunter would be cautious about would be chased by a boy who looks like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, this is also incredible!

However, what happened next was even more surprising, the speed of the boy was not slower than that of the wild boar, and it was obvious that from the expression on the boy's face, he was holding a playful attitude. However, such a long time of catching up also made the young man a little impatient. The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, he flickered, and an afterimage passed through the air, and the boy had appeared in front of the wild boar.

Facing the boy who let him run for his life, the ferocity of the wild boar's nature was completely aroused, and a low voice came out of his mouth, and the wild boar's once bright fangs shone brightly in the sun. But the next moment, the boy made an unexpected move, he squatted down with his legs, it was the standard horse step posture, it seemed that he was going to take the impact of the wild boar, which was not something ordinary people could do. In an instant, the boar's speed was at its limit, and there was even the sound of rapid friction in the air.

"Good coming!" the young man shouted, only to see the young man leap forward, dodging the fangs of the wild boar, and then jumped into the air with his hands stretched forward like lightning, and with a fierce force, the wild boar that pounced forward was already unsteady due to inertia due to resistance, and fell to the ground. With a slight click, the young man had already fallen to the ground, looking at the dazed wild boar, the young man stepped forward, actually held it in his hand, and said with some resentment in his mouth: "I told you to be disobedient and broke the flower vine planted by the master!"

The poor boar was held in the hand of the young man, and he struggled so much that he could not move, and the young man looked at the wild boar in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said to himself: "Okay, now go back with me!

"Master, Master, I'm back!" the boy shouted before he could reach him. There was a creak, the sound of the wooden door opening, and out of the thatched hut came a middle-aged man, he looked like he was in his fifties, his sword eyebrows were cold, and his stern face was already crawling with some wrinkles, but even if he was no longer young, he could still feel an explosive force in his body. I don't know who he really is.

Seeing the wild boar in the young man's hand, the middle-aged man was a little reproachful and said, "Traceless, you're messing around again!" Sticking out his tongue, the young man known as Traceless smiled and said, "Master, what is wrong with this wild boar, it just damaged your flower vine, I will help you get angry!"

Shaking his head helplessly, the middle-aged man stopped speaking, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had something on his mind, he just said lightly: "Okay, it's not too early, let's go cook!" As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man turned around and went to the house.

Scratching his head with some doubts, the young man named Traceless didn't know what was going on, and thought that the master would scold himself a few words, after all, because he was greedy for fun, he didn't take care of the flowers and vines, so that the wild boar in his hand could take advantage of it. I couldn't figure it out, so I didn't think about it anymore, put down the wild boar in my hand, clapped my hands without a trace, and said, "You're lucky this time, go ahead!"

The unrestrained boar let out a low cry and ran off into the distance, while Traceless headed towards the kitchen and began to cook as the master had ordered.

The moon and stars are scarce, the night sky is clear, and two plates of common vegetables are placed on the simple wooden table, and on both sides of the wooden table naturally sit Wuji and his master. The middle-aged man may have gotten used to being taciturn, not saying a word, just eating dinner quietly, while Wuji was also used to the master's way, eating by himself and not saying anything.

After a long time, just when Traceless was about to eat, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Traceless and said, "Traceless, how long have we been here?" Although there were some doubts that Master asked, Traceless still replied: "Master, we have been here in Iron Mountain for fourteen years. "Fourteen years, it's been fourteen years!"

As if remembering something, there was an indescribable sigh in the middle-aged man's tone.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Master seemed to be recalling some past, the Traceless Young Man asked. With a chuckle, the middle-aged man said, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel that time flies quickly, and you are so old." ”

Hearing Master say this, the corners of Wuji's mouth cracked, and he said with a smile: "Yes, Master, I am already fifteen years old this year, and none of the beasts near the Iron Mountain are my opponents, and even the Flame Demon Tiger, which has always been fierce, has been beaten by me so that I dare not be arrogant, haha!"

Shaking his head slightly, how could the middle-aged man not know what Traceless said, the two of them are in this clean place, they are okay, they can endure loneliness, but Traceless is just a child, he is naturally active, there is no peer to play, he can only play tricks on the animals and beasts on the Iron Mountain, but fortunately, Traceless martial arts are not weak, but there is no danger at all, otherwise......

As if he had made a decision in his heart, the middle-aged man sighed in his heart, maybe it's time to go out for a walk, hiding under his wings, he will never grow up. Taking out a letter from his arms, the middle-aged man said to Wuji: "You should also go out to see the world, after all, you can't stay here for a lifetime, give, take it!"

After receiving the letter handed over by the master, Wuxian understood a little in his heart, and he asked, "Master, you mean ......" nodded, and the middle-aged man said: "Yes, you should also get out of the Iron Mountain, there are still things outside that the teacher can't teach you, it's good to go out and have a look." ”

There was a surprise on his face first, why didn't he want to go out, on this iron mountain, except for the occasional sight of a few woodcutters and hunters, in addition, there were very few strangers that Traceless met, after all, he was still a child, yearning for the colorful world outside, and now he heard that the master agreed to go out by himself, how could Traceless not be happy? However, the joy on Traceless's face dissipated, and he said: "But, Master, if I leave, what will you do!"

With relief in his heart, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "You kid, you don't know the strength of the teacher, don't worry, there are not many people in this world who can easily hurt the teacher, so you don't have to worry, the letter in your hand was written for the teacher to a friend, this time you went out, just for me to send it." ”

Nodding, Traceless put the letter away, and promised: "Don't worry, Master, I'll do it, but where am I going?" After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said: "As a teacher, I hope you will go to the Astor Academy of Magic to practice and study." ”

There was a look of surprise on Wuji's face, Master was not wrong! I have always practiced martial arts, how can I ...... Seeing the look of doubt on Wuji's face, the middle-aged man spoke: "Your martial arts skills are already a little hot, and the rest is up to you, but you don't know anything about magic, but magic can be called the same as fighting spirit, and naturally has its unique place, since your martial arts foundation is already solid, it is not good to be able to learn magic." ”

Hearing Master's explanation, Traceless thought about it and accepted it, but he still had doubts: "But, how can I enter the Astor Academy of Magic?

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man explained: "This teacher has already thought of it, you will go to the Astor Academy of Magic to study as a special student of the Principality of Ruke, and the recipient of that letter is also one of the teachers in the academy, he will take care of you after reading the letter, you have to remember that the strength of this friend is not inferior to me in the slightest, and you can't slack off." ”

"Oh, got it. Hearing the master say this, Wuji also understood in his heart that he was a master who was much stronger than himself, and he knew very well in his heart that he had never held up thirty moves in the master's hands, so the master's friend was probably not bad!

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, the middle-aged man said, "There is still a month to go, the Astor Academy of Magic is about to start, and you will go down the mountain tomorrow!"