Lingyu lost her father and mother since she was a child, and she lived with her grandfather, living behind the stream in the south of Lingxi Village, which was relatively remote compared to the village, and Lingyu would go to the creek every morning to fetch some water for cooking.

"Mother!" Ling Yun woke up with a shout.

"You're awake, who are you?You're not from this nearby village, why are you lying by the river" Lingyu looked at Ling Yun in front of him, bursting out with a series of questions.

Ling Yun, who had just woken up, still looked confused, he remembered that he was in the main hall of Tianyun Pavilion, and suddenly a lot of black mist poured in, and then he didn't remember ••••••.

"Mother, eldest brother, second sister, where are they" Ling Yun tried to recall, stunned in place for a long time, he remembered the expression of his mother who sent him away, remembered the bloodstained elders of Tianyun Pavilion who were devoured by the black mist, and remembered the wailing on the main hall.

He remembered that night, the black mist had already swallowed him, but he didn't cultivate like the others, and his cultivation suddenly decreased to seven orifices and bled out, and then he lost consciousness with a dazzling light.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Ling Yun roughly understood his situation, it should be that his mother sent him away before she died, the huge Tianyun Pavilion probably only survived himself, a waste person who had no cultivation, he didn't know whether to be sad or sober.

I survived, but I'm alone ever since.

"Hey, I'm asking you, what do you want" Seeing Ling Yun sitting alone without saying a word, the girl couldn't help but remind.

"Oh, hello, did you save me, thank you" Hearing the sound, Ling Yun whispered back.

"It's not that I saved you, I just watched you lie down and woke you up," the girl replied a little embarrassed when she heard Ling Yun's words.

"Is this still a sea of clouds" Ling Yun rarely goes out, except for a few ancient towns around Tianyun Pavilion, he can only rely on the map to understand a thing or two about other places in the Yunmeng Continent, but the Yunmeng Continent is too vast, what he knows is only a drop in the bucket, he also hopes that he will not fly too far, he wants to know the situation of other people now, although he understands it in his heart, but he still has some expectations. In general, he just didn't see it with his own eyes, and he really didn't want to believe that it was all true.

"What a sea of clouds, I haven't heard of it, this is Lingxi Village in Windward Town."

"Don't you have a place to go, if you don't dislike it, go to my house first, my grandfather and I live in the back of the thatched houses" Lingyu pointed to the two thatched houses in the distance and said.

Ling Yun looked at his torn clothes and nodded.

"Grandpa, I'm back, come out quickly" Lingyu walked into the courtyard and shouted into the house.

"Yu'er, you're back, who is this little brother?" With a slightly weak voice throughout his life, an old man with a haggard face walked out of the house with a cane.

"I~~"

"He fainted by the river and had nowhere to go, so he ••••••" Before Ling Yun could speak, Lingyu explained first.

"Let's go into the house," the old man said politely, although he was a little dissatisfied.

"Uncle, my name is Ling Yun, do you know that Fan Yunhai is in that direction" After entering the house and sitting down, Ling Yun didn't know what to say for a while, thought for a long time, and asked.

"Fan Yunhai"?" the old man asked rhetorically, thinking.

"That's right, Brother Ling is looking for Fan Yunhai again, it seems to be his hometown"

"Have you heard of it?"

"Fan Yunhai, I have never heard of it, if you really want to know, after eating, let Ling'er take you to find the village chief, he is a cultivator, he went out to wander when he was young, and he is well-informed, he should know" The old man thought about it and told the truth.

"Cultivators, are there immortal cultivators in the village" Ling Yun originally thought that this was just a mortal village, but he didn't expect that there would also be immortal cultivators.

"Yes, in addition to the village chief, there was another one, when dozens of them went out, they came back to the two of them, learned spells and became immortals," the old man said brightly, and it could be seen that the old man had also longed for cultivating immortals.

"Immortal" Ling Yun said with a soft smile, although he can't cultivate, Ling Yun is still very clear about the realm of cultivation, only by ascending can he become an immortal, even if he is in the realm of immortals, he can only be called a pseudo-immortal, not an immortal, that is to say, Yunmeng has no immortals.

I'm afraid that just one or two cultivators, showing their hands and releasing their aura, in the eyes of these mortals, they are also immortals, looking at the old man's expression, he also remembered that he had stayed in Tianyun Pavilion all these years and watched everyone cultivate, and he was also the same envy and yearning.

"The meal is ready, let's eat" Ling Yun was talking to the old man, Lingyu had already prepared breakfast, a bowl of gruel, a few steamed buns with coarse grains, accompanied by a plate of wild vegetables.

"Brother Ling, the food is not good, don't dislike it," the girl said with a red face.

Looking at the food in the bowl, Ling Yun was also a little moved, although his family was poor, Lingyu's kindness and simplicity made him feel warm like never before.

"No, no" Ling Yun smiled faintly, waved his hand, picked up the chopsticks, and ate them. Although the porridge side dishes are not as good as those delicacies from the mountains and seas, they also have a unique taste.

After eating, after Lingyun helped Lingyu clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Lingyu took Lingyun to the village chief's house.

"Brother Ling, do you want to go back when you find your home" The girl and her grandfather depend on each other, and they don't have any friends on weekdays, it is rare to meet Ling Yun, she is very happy today, but when she thinks that Ling Yun is leaving, she can't help but feel a little lonely.

The village chief lives in the center of the village, and Lingyu lives in a relatively remote place, and it takes about half an hour to go to the center of the village.

Lingyu didn't say much when she looked at Ling Yun's worried expression, and the two of them concentrated on hurrying.

Soon I arrived, the village chief's residence, the wide gate, the Qingyan brittle tile and Lingyu's home are simply heaven and earth, Ling Yun looked at the young girl with a green face, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, if he was still the young master of Tianyun Pavilion, how good it would be, Ling Yun, who once felt that he was ill-fated, was much better than Lingyu at this moment.

Lingyu knocked on the door gently, and not long after, the door opened, and it was a sturdy man about forty or fifty years old, wearing a brown robe, looking mature and calm. The one who opened the door was the village chief Ling Shengming, who was already over a hundred years old, but he looked just middle-aged, and his body exuded a faint aura, Ling Yun could see at a glance that this village chief was probably a monk from the Scattered Spirit Realm.

"Isn't this Lingyu?

"Village Chief, this is Brother Ling, he got lost and walked to our village, he wants to ask you about the location of his house"

"Hello, village chief, in Xia Lingyun" Lingyun, who had been strictly tutored since he was a child, bowed down and said.

"Oh~~ Where does this little brother want to inquire?" After looking at Ling Yun roughly, the village chief asked again.

"Where the sea of clouds is a relatively large island"

Ling Yun didn't mention it too much, if the other party hadn't even heard of Fan Yunhai, it would be meaningless to say too much.

"I have lived in this Beixuanzhou for nearly a hundred years, there is no sea in Beizhou, little brother, your home should not be in Beizhou" Beizhou is located in the Central Plains in the north of the Yunmeng Continent, there are mostly mountains, and there is water but some springs and waterfalls, if you want to say that the sea that can accommodate the island, it is also hundreds of millions of miles away from here, but for the Ping Ming of a mortal village like Lingxi Village, you can't see the sea in your life.

Although the village chief Ling Shengming is a cultivator, he is just a minor monk in the Scattered Spirit Realm, saying that he is going out, but in fact, he has not even gone out in Beizhou.

"Brother Ling, do you live in a place where there is a sea?"

"Yes, yes, but I've been at home all year round, and I haven't seen them a few times."

"It's great, I've never seen the sea before, and the people in the village haven't seen it either, I really want to see the sea once," Lingyu said with a longing expression.

"It's okay, I'll take you to see it when I have a chance in the future" Ling Yun touched Lingyu's head with his hand and smiled.

Ling Yun knew that he might not be able to do it, but he still said comfortingly.

"The village chief was bothered, and said goodbye" Although he couldn't inquire about the specific direction and distance of Fan Yunhai, Ling Yun also understood, this should be the northern part of Yunmeng Continent, if he went all the way to the southeast, he might be able to go home if he inquired along the road.

Ling Yun was like an arrow at the moment, and he didn't care if the road was far away, and he didn't care about the danger or anything, he just wanted to return to Tianyun Pavilion as soon as possible.

"Little brother and slow, since you have come to our Lingxi Village, you are a guest from afar, it is better to stay for a few more days, there are a few friends of mine in Linzhen, they are on an errand in Beiye City, they are well-informed, you stay first and I will help you inquire, how about it?" Ling Shengming was full of curiosity about the young man in front of him, although Ling Yun's outfit was a little damaged, it was not difficult to see that he was born in a rich family, but he had no aura in his body, he might be a wealthy businessman from a nearby business town, but what he said about Fan Yunhai was weird, and if he didn't figure out the ins and outs, he couldn't just let Ling Yun leave.

"You're welcome, it's really hard to trouble you"

"Hey, don't worry, you can stay in peace," Ling Shengming said and grabbed Ling Yun's wrist.

"That's right, Brother Ling, you can stay, and the village elder will let Brother Ling live in our house," Lingyu echoed casually.

"Okay then" Ling Yun looked at the two people in front of him, knowing that he couldn't leave, it was better to stay longer, maybe he could really find out something.

With that, Lingyun Lingyu said goodbye to the village chief and left.

"Call Lingshan Linghu" After Ling Shengming watched the two walk away, he called for his subordinates and commanded.

After a while, two men in their twenties arrived.

"Lingyu's girl has a living person in her house, you two go and find out what's going on, remember to keep an eye on that kid and don't let him run around"

"No, that guy Chen Tao sent it."

Two months ago, a small spiritual spring was dug out on the mountain behind Lingxi Village, forming hundreds of fast low-level spirit stones, and the news reached the ears of Chen Tao in the neighboring village, Chen Tao is the head snake of this ten miles and eight villages, with good talent, and was accepted as an apprentice by a monk in the late stage of the Scattered Spirit Realm. I heard that Lingxi Village came out of Lingquan, so I brought people to rob it that day, but the village chief Lingsheng Mingxiu was too much higher than him, and he returned in embarrassment.

After that, although he didn't dare to rob it openly, he sent people to watch around Lingxi Village, trying to find some spirit stones when Ling Shengming was away. It is precisely because of this that Ling Shengming has been guarding the village these days, and he is not guilty, and he still understands the truth of the jade, although the low-level spirit spring can only mine more than a thousand low-level spirit stones, but for such a village, this is also a lot of wealth, so three days ago, he had already contacted those friends in Beiye City, and they had already helped him find the person who bought the spirit stone, and it would take four or five days at most for people to arrive, and before that, he had to guard the village.

"Looking at that person's appearance, it shouldn't be Chen Taopai's person, it's not a cultivator but an ordinary person, I don't know where the rich young master got lost and ran here, but I can't let it go, you two go and take a look" The village waved his hand and said.