This is in front of the tombstone of Yang Tianling's biological mother, a figure standing in front of the tombstone, it is a young man who looks about thirty years old, he bowed three times to the tombstone, looking at the tombstone, he fell into deep contemplation......

"June 6, 3000 of the Doushen Calendar...... he silently recited the time on the right side of the tombstone, and then noticed the inscription of the tombstone, "Filial son, Tianling!"

Seeing these two messages, he recalled that rainy night about six years ago! On that stormy night, he left the carriage to block the enemy in the rear, and then he was defeated and beaten under the cliff, and was finally fortunate enough to be rescued by a woodcutter, but when he returned to the cliff two days later, after his injuries had recovered slightly, he returned to the cliff to look for the carriage, and found only the fragments of the carriage by the river and one of the dead horses.

And when he returned to the woodcutter's house again because of disappointment, he found that the woodcutter who had saved his life had been brutally killed, and it must have been those enemies who found out that he was still alive......

However, their enemies are almost all the families and sects in the world, where can he hide? He can only hide in some deep mountains and wild forests, relying on natural resources to survive, but those enemies, after knowing that they are still alive, have spared no effort to send out their manpower to look for themselves everywhere, and even the deep mountains and old forests can no longer hide......

"Is the other party really going to push himself to a dead end?" Just as this thought arose to him, he fled to this place, Yangjia Village!!

In this poor and remote place called Yangjia Village, he actually saw his hope, the grave in front of him, according to his estimate, this tomb was the wife of the suzerain he escorted back then, because the tombstone did not write the name of the master, and the payment was the name of the heavenly spirit!

This made him even more sure that his young master, most likely, is now living in this small village called Yangjia Village!!

He was excited, but he didn't dare to make a noise and linger too much, because his enemies didn't know the name of the young master, and even if they saw this tombstone, they would only think that an ordinary unknown person died here, and then the people of the village were kind enough to bury him, but if the enemy saw that he had stayed here for a long time, then it would not be so......

And although he thought so, he didn't feel that in the dark, a pair of eyes were already watching his every move, even his three bows, he was already in his eyes, but before the man bowed three times to the grave, he had taken the sacrifices offered to the four people in front of the grave and ate them......

According to the person who watched him, although it was a little strange, he was just showing respect for the dead after eating someone else's sacrifice......

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the people of the Zhong family, who were powerful back then, would also fall to this point today, and even want to eat sacrifices for the dead?" The man in the shadows followed closely behind the young man step by step, and when he passed by the tombstone, he glanced at it slightly, but in order not to lose it, he chased after him quickly, and he probably didn't see what was written on the tombstone!

"But now, I can't stay here yet...... the middle-aged man walked briskly, he knew that if he stayed in one place for too long, he would definitely arouse the suspicion of others, "Young master, you wait, I will definitely come back to find your !!......

"This, this is the project of this tax, Captain Qin, please take a look!!" Father Yang came out of the village warehouse, took an account book, handed it to Qin Wei, and then waved his hand and asked Qin Wei to go to the warehouse to count......

After the fact, Qin Wei was also very satisfied with Father Yang's work efficiency, because it was getting late, and although this was a poor and remote place, the wine and food were simple but unusually delicious, so he didn't mind spending the night here......

The villagers, although very reluctant, had to vacate a few better houses for them to spend the night......

At night, when there is a sudden strong wind, the sky will occasionally flash with white thunder, followed by a rumbling thunder, and occasionally a shocking thunder will scare others to wake up from a wonderful sleep......

"Daddy Yang, why are we afraid of them? They only know how to bully us poor people, and besides, there are only three or four hundred of them, we obviously have more people than them......" Yang Tianling tilted his head and asked, no matter what, he was just an ignorant child, and he didn't understand many connections.

"You know what a!" said Daddy Yang, he wasn't angry, but he just talked like this all the time, "You think there are only three or four hundred of them?" If you dare to move them, there are still tens of thousands of people under the lords here, and besides, do you know the fighting spirit, they are all guys with a good environmental connection, the people in our village, some are practicing fighting spirit, and the strongest person who relies on self-study is only the first level of fighting spirit, those troops of the Qin family, come at will, the lowest is the third or fourth level of sword fighters, and they can easily destroy our entire village with fifty or sixty people, do you understand?"

"Huh?" Although Yang Tianling has also heard about sword fighting qi, about sword fighting qi, it is the standard for the strength of martial artists in this world, from low to high, they are sword fighters, sword fighters, sword qi masters, sword spirit masters, sword spirit masters, demon sect swordsmen, holy soul swordsmen, sword souls, The ten levels of the Sword Master, in fact, there is the eleventh level, which is the Sword God Fight, however, since the Battle of the Ancients, I have never seen a figure of the strength of the Sword God anymore, and now, few people will mention the term Sword God anymore, and for ordinary people, it is difficult for even the Sword Qi Master to reach, let alone the Sword God Fight......

And those ten ranks, each rank is divided into five levels, which is the division of the warrior level on the Sacrabian continent......

"Yes, Tianling, learning sword fighting qi requires a lot of financial support, poor people like us, we can only rely on our own comprehension, and there is no medicine to assist, to be able to become a sword fighter, it is already considered a great talent...... So, don't think about fighting against the army, they have the financial support of the country, and it is no problem to be promoted to the third or fourth level of sword fighters in general, and there is no way for us people to compare......"

"En......" After listening to Aunt Yang's words, Yang Tianling began to understand a little, the importance of power in this world, without power, or you can only be a farmer in the village for the rest of your life and be squeezed by the state to the end......

Just as Yang Tianling was thinking about the words of Father Yang and Aunt Yang, a rush of footsteps came, and then, a continuous knock on the door sounded......

"Daddy Yang!" a male voice came from the bed outside, and he could be heard out of breath......

"What's the matter? ...... so urgent" Father Yang hurriedly came to the door, opened the wooden door, and asked.

"Oh no, Daddy Yang, the warehouse was struck by lightning and caught fire!!" The young man said, holding his hands on his knees, breathless.

"What?" Father Yang heard the news, as if he was hit by a thunderbolt from the sky, and almost fainted, there, it was the whole village that came out to prepare the tax for the Qin family, standing 80% of the grain output of the entire village this year, what if there is not?