Liuyun Town. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the forest of green mountains and green waters, the stream is murmuring, the green shade is patchy, and on the canopy of a large tree hugged by three people, a gray-headed and dirty face, a little embarrassed and handsome young man suddenly crawled out, he waved his palm vigorously in front of him, dispersed the dust in front of him, choked, jumped down from the canopy of seven or eight meters high, and landed steadily.

The young man carefully took out two white thumb-sized fruits from his pocket, sat cross-legged on the ground with a serious face, swallowed the two white fruits in one gulp, hurriedly closed his eyes and sat still, as time passed, it seemed that a trace of inaudible white mist overflowed from his body, and it was scattered and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

The young man's skin and face were tingling with a hint of reddish at this moment, and the temperature was a little hot.

The young man's brows furrowed, his eyes were closed, his hands flipped over, and a handprint was transformed, and there seemed to be a trace of strange energy surging towards his body between heaven and earth, but those strange energies stopped just touching the young man's body, and it seemed that he couldn't get in, and finally disappeared and returned to heaven and earth.

"Damn, it still doesn't work. ”

The young man opened his eyes, let out a long breath of white air, scratched his head in annoyance, and sighed, he looked back at the big tree behind him, and there was a complicated color in his eyes.

"Should I thank you or hate you?"

The young man's palm was gently placed on the rough bark, and he didn't know what the meaning was surging in his words, his name was Yao Xiang, and he was a member of the Yao clan in Liuyun Town, not far away.

Who doesn't yearn for the days when a white shirt and gilded saddle and a long sword pick up the warmth and coldness of the world.

He Yao Xiang was no exception, but his cultivation talent was really mediocre, from the age of five when he began to step into the path of cultivation, until he was twelve years old, he looked mediocre, there was nothing surprising in the slightest, until he accidentally discovered this big tree.

The trunk of the big tree was empty, and there was a big hole in the ground, and after climbing down the big hole for about twenty minutes, you would enter a huge underground cave, and in that damp and dark underground cave, this unknown white fruit grew, which was the kind that Yao Kun had just taken.

Twelve-year-old Yao Xiang ate a white fruit in curiosity, and immediately passed out, and when he woke up, he found that his body had become extremely tough, and his cultivation, which had not moved for a long time, began to grow.

The beginning of cultivation is bone refining, exercising every bone and flesh of the body, so that it can become tough and firm, and can accommodate the existence of Xuan Li, which is the strange energy surging between heaven and earth before.

Bone refining is divided into one to nine layers, and then absorbs the thick and calm earth mystic power, steps into the earth mystical realm, and becomes a qualified cultivator.

When Yao Xiang was twelve years old, he only refined the bone double, but after swallowing the white fruit, he directly entered the bone refining triple, his strength increased greatly, and his body became extremely tough.

He returned to the clan, triumphant, showing off his might, and successfully made many clansmen and friends envy and exclaim, satisfying his great sense of vanity.

The vanity in his heart made Yao Xiang change, his inner desire was out of control, he swallowed all the white fruits in the ground in just half a year, more than twenty of them, his body, strong and strong to a terrifying point, became the Yao clan, and even the youngest bone refining sixfold in Liuyun Town!

He enjoyed all the envious glances and exclamations of shock, he was intoxicated with the vanity, and at last, something happened.

After refining the bones of the sixfold, he needs to absorb the Xuanli between heaven and earth into his body and condense the Xuanli seeds, but Yao Xiang's body is too strong, and the strength is incredible, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth cannot penetrate his body at all, that is to say, he can't cultivate Xuanli and condense Xuanli seeds.

With the passage of time, two years have passed, and he has become a joke, the biggest joke of the Yao clan, Yao Xiang, who had already reached the sixth level when his peers only had the triple and quadruple bone refining bones, did not make any progress within two years, and one by one his peers began to surpass him, and the envious gaze that stopped on him turned into doubt, speculation and disdain.

Everyone understands that his body can't absorb Xuan power, and a person who can't absorb Xuan Li is a waste person on the Xuan Continent.

The peers who used to eagerly surround him gradually drifted away, and the sisters who used to follow him behind his ass every day and shouted in a soft voice Brother Xiang raised their snow-white necks and strode away as if they didn't look at him anymore.

The elders who had high hopes for him began to be disappointed, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and they didn't even bother to pay attention to this junior who couldn't absorb the power of the mysteries, and indifference, disdain, and all kinds of rumors drowned Yao Xiang within two years.

He has no more pride, no more vanity, he walks silently in the clan every day, but no one pays attention to him at all, they all treat him as an air, he smiles bitterly, he laughs at himself, he blames himself.

After all the cynicism, his mentality has changed dramatically, he is thinking deeply every day, reflecting every day, he also began to regret, those white fruits, made him and ruined him, he was defeated in his immaturity, defeated in his vanity and desire.

He wanted to make amends, but it was too late, he tried his best to cultivate, but he couldn't do anything with his sturdy body.

"I was wrong...... I, Yao Xiang, was really wrong. ”

Yao Xiang leaned against the big tree behind him, muttered in a low voice, his fingers subconsciously buckled into the bark, and his nails were full of green juice.

After a long half a moment, Yao Xiang sighed lonely, and slowly walked towards Liuyun Town outside the forest, it was already noon, and it was time for him to return to the clan.

Back in that indifferent family, no one paid attention to coming and going.

Today's Yao clan is very lively, there are a lot of people coming and going at the door, and the people who walk in and out are all the dignitaries and dignitaries of Liuyun Town, the housekeeper Yao Kun stands at the door to greet the guests, and there are even family guards wearing silver armor and holding spears standing at the door.

Yao Xiang slowly walked to the door, no one stopped him, no one paid attention to him, he was as if he didn't exist, it was a wisp of air, Yao Xiang stopped at the threshold, he looked up at the people in front of him, all of them were familiar with the clan's road, and then looked back at the family guards who did not squint, and Yao Kun, who was not far from him, smiled at the crowd who walked into the gate.

The corners of Yao Xiang's mouth lifted a touch of self-deprecation, everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, he was in the endless noise, but it was like being in an empty alley.

The self-deprecating smile on the corner of Yao Xiang's mouth became more and more intense, and he just wanted to step in, when there was a huge force behind him, and he fell on the threshold, but fortunately he hurriedly supported the place with both hands so that his head did not break and bleed.

"Get out of the way, don't you see so many adults here?

The housekeeper Yao Kun glared at Yao Xiang on the ground fiercely, scolded angrily, and immediately nodded and ran to the richly dressed middle-aged man who walked in, and said with a smile: "Qin family master, please come here, the patriarch has been waiting for a long time." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Yao Xiang, who was slowly getting up on the ground not far away, glanced at him slightly, and then led people to continue walking.

Yao Xiang glanced down at his palm, a rusty iron nail pierced into his palm, if it weren't for his strong body, with the strength of the pounce just now, this iron nail could directly penetrate his palm, and the sharp pain hit, just let Yao Xiang pull his mouth slightly, he was expressionless, pulled out the rusty nail stained with blood on his hand and threw it into the flowers on the side, his palm trembled slightly, and then slowly went inside.

Yao Kun glanced back at the lonely back of the departed, spat fiercely, and his face was full of disgust: "What a thing, a waste." ”

Walking along the deep alley, this is a variety of houses, is the place where the clansmen live, and Yao Xiang did not stop, kept going inside, the surrounding houses began to become a little dilapidated, and Yao Xiang walked to the deepest part of the house, lonely in front of the wooden house on the yellow earth, the door of the wooden house was wide open, and there were two men in servant clothes standing at the door, Yao Xiang's heart sank slightly, and he hurriedly ran to the wooden house.

The wooden house, which had always been deserted, was full of people at the moment, Yao Xiang appeared at the gate, and all the people in the room turned around and looked behind him, and after seeing that it was him, all kinds of disdain and ridicule appeared in his eyes.

"Yo, our great genius is finally back. ”

A yin and yang strange mocking voice sounded, and a yellow-haired, maverick teenager in the crowd sneered.

Yao Xiang was expressionless, walked through the crowd in the wooden house, and walked to the back, a thin middle-aged man with gray hair leaned on the head of the bed, constantly coughing in a low voice, his face was extremely poor, and only after seeing Yao Xiang did he show a faint smile.

"Daddy......"

Yao Xiang shouted softly, and the middle-aged man who was as old as an old man who was close to middle age answered gently, his dry palm like tree bark covered his mouth, choked a few times, and he gently put down his palm, but Yao Xiang found a trace of scarlet in his palm with sharp eyes, and his heart hurt.

Yao Xiangtou didn't look back, and said slowly: "Thank you today, if you have anything to do and come back another day, please go back." ”

"Please come back?"

The yellow-haired young man let out a shrill laugh, and his voice suddenly became indifferent: "Okay, hand over the seed quota to my sister, and we will naturally leave." ”

Yao Xiang, who was leaning against them, exhaled softly, and the weak man lying on the bed suddenly changed his complexion, and roared excitedly: "No!

As soon as he was excited, he touched the injury again, coughing violently, Yao Xiang hurriedly patted his back and stroked his chest.

"Dead old man, you are already dying, why do you still talk so much nonsense?"

The yellow-haired young man sneered, Yao Xiang held his father's palm and clenched it violently, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, his hip bones bulged, he could tolerate all the infamy, or he could ignore all the bullying, but he couldn't remain silent when his relatives were abused.

Yao Mo noticed Yao Xiang's abnormality, his dry palm tightly grasped Yao Xiang's fist, his eyes were full of anxiety, Yao Xiang lowered his head, and his pinched white knuckles could only be reluctantly released.

"Yao Bian! Yao Mo is also your uncle no matter what he says, hurry up and apologize to him!"

A middle-aged man with a strong breath snorted coldly, Yao Bian pursed his lips disdainfully, held his head high, and turned a blind eye, the middle-aged man's eyelids jumped, and he just wanted to raise his hand and slap it down, Yao Mo hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, Yao Qin, children will inevitably speak in a hurry." ”

Yao Qin glanced at Yao Bian coldly, then looked at Yao Mo, arched his hand slightly, and said softly: "Brother Yao Mo, I did come today to ask for that seed quota for my daughter, don't worry, we will definitely not treat you badly, gold, silver, jewelry, and mystical elixirs, as long as you mention it, we can give it to you." ”

Next to Yao Qin stood a tall and beautiful girl, wearing a blue skirt wrapping the delicate body that had developed, with full breasts, slender and perfect snow-white jade legs, and extremely agile and moving.

Yao Qin's daughter, Yao Xin, has reached the eightfold bone refining at the age of fourteen, and is a Tianjiao girl with both talent and beauty in the clan.

Yao Mo glanced at Yao Xin, who had a cold face, there was a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, he shook his head slightly, and said firmly: "Yao Qin, Xiang'er's quota is given by the patriarch, no matter what the price, we will not let it, only this seed quota can allow Xiang'er to enter the big sect, and there is a way to cure his illness." ”

Yao Qin sighed, his face full of embarrassment: "But, eldest brother, you also know that our family has such a seedling as Xin'er, if she can enter the great sect, she will definitely soar, and the hope of our family is on this seed quota." ”

Yao Mo was silent for a long time.

"Hey, I said, just Yao Xiang's waste, he can't even absorb Xuanli, what's the use of asking for seed quotas?

The yellow-haired young man Yao Bian sneered and said: "Besides, the quota was given to him by the patriarch two years ago, and now the patriarch is afraid that he will regret it to death, if it weren't for the scruples of face, he would have taken it back long ago, dead old man, I advise you not to know each other, hurry up and give the seed quota to my sister!"

This time, even Yao Qin didn't say much, and let Yao Bian speak disrespectfully, and the people in the room also persuaded Yao Mo one after another: "Give this place to Yao Xin, maybe our clan can still have a Tianxuan Realm, and then we will be able to glorify our ancestors." ”

"That's it, Yao Mo, give the quota to Yao Qin, and they won't treat you badly, after all, they are all a family. ”

The room was full of chaotic sounds, Yao Mo leaned his head against the cold wall, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't want to look at the faces of those hypocritical clansmen anymore, the corners of his mouth were bitter, and his face was sad.

The poor stand on the cross street and play eighteen steel structures that can't hook the flesh and blood of their relatives, and the rich hide in the mountains and dance with knives, guns and sticks to break up the unrighteous guests.