It is a small village where a small river flows quietly, reflecting the scenery on the shore, sparkling in the light of the setting sun, which is exceptionally beautiful and tranquil. It has always moistened this land silently, without any complaints, watching the old generation turn into loess, watching the new generation croaking to the ground.

Wisps of cooking smoke were already rising from the chimneys of every house, and it was the time to return home from farming at dusk to prepare meals, but the chimneys of a dilapidated hut were an exception.

The dilapidated huts, the chimneys, and the smell of fireworks are a little abrupt compared to the surroundings.

Inside the house, a beautiful girl was dressed in purple, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, snow-white skin, and a pair of bright and moving eyes that were particularly charming.

"Will there be anything wrong with them?" At this moment, her bright and moving eyes had a touch of melancholy, and her snow-white soft little hands caressed the snow-white beast in her arms, as if talking to it, as if talking to herself.

Oh......

The snow-white beast in her arms howled softly, as if answering the girl's words, and as if it were a simple howl.

One man and one beast stopped making a sound, and the room fell silent. The girl walked to the window and looked out at the sunset.

Infinitely good dusk, cooking smoke everywhere.

Yiren leaned on the window railing, hoping that you would be safe.

Just as the girl looked at the sinking red sun outside the window and was stunned, the snow-white beast in her arms suddenly broke free from her embrace and jumped directly from the window to the outside.

"Where are you going, come back quickly!" cried the girl, her beautiful and light voice so penetrating that it seemed to pierce through the heavy twilight of the dusk.

The little snow-white beast didn't seem to hear, it was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and disappeared around the corner in an instant.

The girl was in a hurry, her pretty face was full of anxiety, she walked quickly to the door, wanting to go out to find the snow-white beast, but when she opened the door, a light laugh made her body stiff, and there was no way to take a step.

"Sister Zizhu, where are you going?"

Outside the door, a boy dressed in white and looking like a teenager smiled warmly at her, and the snow-white beast that had just run out was on his shoulder, gently arching his face with his head affectionately.

......

In the cold city, even if darkness is coming, the crowd on the street has not decreased, and there is a faint tendency to increase.

In the huge house, it is extremely quiet, and in a secluded pavilion, a middle-aged man stands with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the sky that has become deep because of the arrival of night.

Suddenly, without warning, a black figure appeared behind him, silent like a ghost.

The black figure bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, and then stood quietly.

The two of them just stood, and neither of them spoke.

"How?"

After a long time, a deep voice sounded in the secluded pavilion.

"All well...... There is a lot of potential ......" the black figure pondered the words and said slowly.

The middle-aged man didn't speak again, and the room fell silent again, or rather...... Dull.

"Keep watching. ”

The deep voice sounded again, and the two people in the pavilion had long since disappeared.

......

A high-rise building in the cold city, slightly gloomy, silent, and seemingly without any human population, revealing a solemn atmosphere.

In the silence of the tall buildings, there is a low voice in one of the hidden pavilions, like a handful of waves in the calm sea.

"Deacon, it's been so many days, and you believe it so much?" a low old voice was questioning, puzzled, "the top has been urged, and this will affect our reputation." ”

After this low old voice fell, the pavilion fell silent, and the aura of slaughter became more and more intense, making it difficult for people to breathe.

I don't know how long later, a very nice voice sounded in the pavilion, as if chuckling, "I believe him...... More trusting of his own vision, he ...... Much better than you think......"

The sound sank, and the pavilion fell silent again, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the slaughter, which grew stronger with the night.

......

Lengjia Town, Lengjia.

"Ling'er, where is your brother?"

"I don't know, he hates it to death, he doesn't tell me"

"Alas, the township college is about to start, why don't you come back, don't catch up with ......"

......

When night falls, the lights are bright, but there is no hustle and bustle.

On the martial arts training ground, a boy* sat cross-legged with his upper body and eyes closed, and the vitality between heaven and earth continued to surging towards him, making his whole body exude a faint light.

A middle-aged man stared at the boy in the field with eagerness and anticipation in his eyes, and a wave of pride came to his heart like a tide.

This is my son!

Excellent son!

The vitality continued to pour into the boy's body, and the white light on his body became thicker and thicker, and the skin on his body looked crystalline.

Call!

The vitality formed a small vortex that enveloped the boy inside, making his figure a little blurred.

The vitality vortex became larger and larger, and finally exploded directly, forming a wave of vitality that swept around.

Smack!

All the stones on the ground were blown into the distance, and even the middle-aged man couldn't resist it, so he could only take two steps back.

The wind and waves receded, and all was calm again, and the boy was still sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, the boy sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, and two white rays shot out of them, like two lightning bolts, which were fascinating!

The white mangs were gone, and they were a pair of eyes, some of them were narrow and long, full of yin, like the eyes of a vicious snake.

The boy stood up from the ground, and there was a crackling sound like a burning firecracker.

"Congratulations to my son on taking another step forward in his cultivation. The middle-aged man looked at the boy in front of him and felt more and more satisfied.

Hearing the congratulations, the boy's face was calm, without the slightest joy, and he took it for granted. "Father, what is there to congratulate you on?"

Hearing the arrogance in his son's tone, the middle-aged man didn't feel any problem, but took it for granted, which genius is not arrogant? Not arrogant is also a genius? He nodded, and said thoughtfully: "Also, with my son's talent, this is really not worth mentioning." ”

"In a few days, the Township Academy will be enrolled, it is a place where geniuses gather, although you are talented, but you should be careful. The middle-aged man told him that no one who could enter the township college was not a genius, although he had great confidence in his son, but the necessary instructions were inevitable.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the boy finally nodded a little solemnly, obviously under some pressure.

"Also, pay attention to that kid from the Leng family. The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and continued.

"He?" the boy sneered, his eyes dark with disdain, and then a proud expression, "I'll make him regret seeing my ......"

......

The storm of enrollment in the township college is brewing, and the families have no big moves, so that the geniuses of the various families can recuperate and strive to stand out in the township college.

Not only Hancheng, but almost all regions are the same, and the favorable conditions in the township academy are definitely difficult for ordinary families to provide, and talented martial artists are eager to rush to it.

Undercurrents are surging!

......

A quiet house, spotless, if you listen carefully, there seems to be some sound, but if you listen too closely, there is nothing.

Inside, a middle-aged man and an elderly man were sitting opposite each other at a table.

I saw the middle-aged man put a few tea leaves into the delicate and small teapot on the table, and then stretched out his palm, palm facing up, and the crystal mountain spring next to it flew up, floating quietly on the palm of the hand, like a piece of crystal clear.

Suddenly, the crystal mountain spring suspended in the palm of the hand began to emit white mist, no longer calm, but slightly turning.

The crystal mountain spring turned more and more violently, constantly bubbling and bubbling, and the white mist became more and more, and it was full of mist.

In the end, the crystal mountain spring boiled completely, constantly tumbling violently, constantly releasing white mist, and a sweet smell permeated.

Sniffing the sweetness, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, and then with a flick of his palm, the tumbling sweet mountain spring obediently entered the delicate and small teapot.

Wisps of faint tea fragrance drifted out of the teapot mischievously with the entry of the mountain spring and wafted in the air.

The middle-aged man's left hand was lightly raised, and the two delicate teacups "stepped on" and fell on the table together, he stretched out his right hand, picked up the teapot, and poured the tea inside on the teacup, and the tea fragrance overflowed!

The old man sitting opposite the middle-aged man has been watching the middle-aged man make tea with a calm face, and he is enjoying the refreshing fragrance of tea, but at this moment, when he sees the middle-aged man splashing the tea on the teacup, he can't help but feel a pain in his flesh.

Loser!

The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice the look of pain in his flesh, his face was indifferent, and he was meticulously brewing tea in his hands, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

The first round of tea was just to wash the cup, and when the tea in the teapot was poured clean, the middle-aged man concocted the same method, and poured the tumbling luscious mountain spring into the teapot again, and a stronger tea fragrance emanated from the teapot without reservation, so that the old man opposite couldn't help but take a deep breath.

With a faint smile on his face, the middle-aged man poured the tea into the teacup, and then sent it to the old man, "If you have a friend from afar, don't you have a poor family and no hospitality, so I will give you a cup of coarse tea." ”

The old man listened to the first half of the sentence quite comfortably, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face couldn't help twitching.

Thinking of the middle-aged man's practice of washing the cup just now, the old man couldn't help but feel another pain in his flesh, and said angrily: "You are from a poor family? The Xuanyu Spiritual Spring Water that I have never seen before has been washed by you like this! And this tea, a hundred hundred leaves of tea, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth for a hundred years to grow a hundred leaves, you are showing off naked!"

"Haha......" Seeing the old man's angry appearance, the middle-aged man chuckled, "Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you, this is indeed Xuanyu Spiritual Spring Water, I only found such a little bit after traveling all over the world, if you like it, I'll give you some to take away." This is indeed a hundred-year-old hundred leaf tea, and there are some here, and I will also give some to you to take away, first taste whether my craftsmanship has improved?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old man's heart blossomed, and he smiled, stretched out his hand to hold up the teacup, and leaned it to his mouth.

Before the tea is eaten, the heart is intoxicated.

The old man couldn't help but sigh, with that fragrance alone, this tea is superb.

took a sip of steaming tea, a fragrance and a sweetness wrapped around the tongue and teeth, and it entered the lungs, only feeling that the whole body was comfortable, and the cultivation in the body was faintly rising.

"Good tea! worthy of Xuanyu Lingquan! worthy of a hundred years of tea!" the old man exclaimed, and then greedily drank the tea in the teacup.

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected the old man's reaction, chuckled, and picked up the teacup to savor it.

The two of them did not speak, but quietly tasted the sweet and fragrant tea, and the room fell silent.

For a long time, a pot of tea was enough, and the old man was not satisfied, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man longingly.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to make another pot. His hands move gently, revealing an indescribable beauty.

"You should be ready, right?" the middle-aged man asked with no head or tail.

The old man nodded, "There should be good seedlings this time." ”

"Yes? Probably there is. ”

"Oh, can you get into the eyes of your old fellow, aren't your eyes all on the top of your head?"

"Haha, you can see it when you fly overhead. ”

"Haha......"

Inside the house, the tea was fragrant, and the two laughed.

(Come on, come on, please drink tea, and support listening to the rain after drinking, thank you!)