Xuantian Continent, a small piece of land exposed in the vast ocean, compared with the whole world, it is like a chestnut in the sea, here is surrounded by the vast ocean, so it is a continent forgotten by the world, there are thousands of Xuantian Continent in the whole world, people are collectively called the Sparrow Continent. There are four countries on the Xuantian Continent: Chen (Xia), Ye, Ying, and Xiao, which are located in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the continent.

An isolated, unknown village on the northwestern border of the Tran Kingdom.

The continuous mountains, the lush trees and the vast blue sky, and a few wisps of clouds just form an elegant and interesting light ink landscape painting. At the foot of this quiet mountain sits a small village, scattered with dozens of low thatched huts, at this time a few wisps of cooking smoke waft from the roofs of several thatched huts, which looks so harmonious and natural. A winding path at the entrance of the village leads into the distance, with rice paddies on both sides of the path, occasionally peeking out of the ears of rice with one or two bending figures, and at the end of the road is a lake that does not see the boundary, and the afterglow of the setting sun sparkles on the lake.

In a square in the village, an old man sat next to a small doll, the old man kept saying something, and the child looked up and listened carefully with yearning and curiosity, although the child had heard him say countless times, but the child still listened patiently, he hoped that all this was true, he always thought about how good it would be if he was the one in the old man's mouth. When the old man opened his mouth, all he saw were teeth that were so yellow that they could no longer be yellow, and they were crumbling. He squinted slightly, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, his cheeks were badly sunken, showing signs of age, his elongated face was covered with age spots, and his face was covered with deep lines, and he was dressed in dozens of rags of various sizes.

"Hey, Xichen, don't listen to this old man's nonsense, cultivation has nothing to do with us. The ancestors of our village have been digging in the fields for generations of their lives, and no one can cultivate into the mystic person he said, he has never been out of the village at all, he is making nonsense, go back to eat quickly! Uncle Zhang said to him from the path with a hoe on his shoulder.

"Got it, Uncle Zhang, I'll go back right away," Xia Xichen replied. He hurriedly withdrew his fists and feet and hurriedly ran to the path on the southwest side of the square, where there were several thatched huts scattered on both sides of the path, and between the thatched huts, a few clusters of unknown wildflowers were dotted, which seemed quite natural and harmonious. The road continued to the foot of the mountain, where a low, dilapidated hut stood at the end of the road, looking out of place. The low figure ran until the hut stopped, and stood in front of the door and raised his hand to push open the rickety door. "Mother, I'm back!"

I saw a woman wearing a light blue embroidered dress, black hair, a flying bun, a butterfly pattern inlaid with sapphire flowers and hairpins in her temples, a simple and delicate ring on her hand with creamy skin, a beautiful and vulgar face, and her skin like ice and snow was sitting at the table.

"Let's wash our hands and eat," the voice came from between her thin lips, short but moisturizing. Flowing eyes, soft cheeks, shallot-like nose, willow-like eyebrows, peach-like lips, and slightly messy hair are pure but not coquettish. Slender fingers fiddle with the dishes and chopsticks. There were only two plates of green vegetables and a plate of unknown meat and two bowls of rice that had just been put on the table.

Xia Xichen washed his hands in the basin of the wooden frame, picked up a towel and wiped it, then walked to the table and said to the Ye family: "Mother, do you really say that no one can cultivate to become a mystery? But I obviously said that as long as you can cross the Warcraft Lake, you can go to the outside world, the people there are amazing, they will breathe fire and rain, and they can easily kill a tiger, they seem to be called Xuanzhi, if I can be like them, it would be great!"

"It's time to eat!" "Oh!" Because Ye had taught him not to speak when he was eating, he also kept it in mind, and there were some other rules that he felt strange because the other families in the village did not have such rules, although he rarely communicated with them. He also asked his mother why she couldn't talk during meals. But when I asked, I saw my mother open her mouth and didn't say anything, with a trace of sadness and helplessness in her eyes. He didn't ask any further.

He learned from the communication of the people in the village that his mother had brought him to this village eight years ago when he was still a baby, and the village was surrounded by rolling mountains, with only a lake to the east as far as the eye could see. Villagers have been growing rice on the shores of the lake for generations. Occasionally go into the mountains to hunt. But only on the periphery, and it has to be done in groups. Children are not allowed to enter the mountains. No one came on the other side of the lake and no one went, because no one who went came back, only Grandpa Wang said that his father had gone out, but later he was found dead on the beach of the lake, and his whole body was covered with wounds like knives, and it looked like some sharp tooth bite. Grandpa Wang found an animal skin when he collected the corpse, and the animal skin told him not to go out, there were monsters in the lake. And the people outside are very powerful, they can cultivate a thing called Xuanqi, and with a slight wave of their hand, they can emit fire, water pressure drops, in short, they are very powerful, as if they are called Xuanqi. But people say that it was his nonsense, his father just fell into the lake and was bitten by the monster in the lake, he never got out of the lake, he didn't have that kind of ability, the monster in the lake is so powerful, even the boat can swallow it in one bite.

The people in the village also said that the people who came from the other side of the lake only had this possibility, when people saw Ye alone with a baby appeared on the lake, they were very shocked, because the village has never been set foot by outsiders, the most shocking thing is that there is no tool to cross the lake at all, and Ye looks like a fairy, people think that it is a fairy descending to earth, but this fairy is too cold, so cold that people dare not approach, at that time Ye held the baby and only coldly asked one of the villagers around the onlookers: "Who is your village chief?" Later, I directly found the village chief Zhang Dazhu, and I didn't know what to say. The village chief organized the help of the young people of the village to build this courtyard at the foot of the southwest mountain, so that they could settle down. After that, Ye basically didn't go out, and he didn't say a word to the villagers, but every month or so, a person went into the mountains to bring back wild things such as tigers and bears that no one in the village had ever hunted, and the village chief would ask a few young people in the village to bring rice and vegetables, and then take away the wild things. Later, someone asked the village chief about Ye's situation. The village chief didn't answer, or said that he didn't care about it so much, and then let the family live with us. After that, no one asked for any more information about the Ye family. Therefore, the people in the village have a deep sense of awe for the Ye family.

In Xi Chen's memory, the Ye family basically never went out, even if it was out of the path at the door of the house. Every night after dinner, he began to teach Xi Chen to read on the sand table, and after the age of six, he began to let him memorize some strange articles. He found it esoteric and astringent, but he persevered.