It's another sunny day, and last night's heavy rain has long since passed, only the crystal water droplets on the grass and trees continue to drip with colorful light.

A heavy rain washed away the dust of a few days, and also washed away the hot hearts.

On the rugged mountain road, two figures in front of one and one behind gradually appeared.

The light pace of the slender figure in front of him was not affected by the uneven rocks under his feet, and the delicate young man behind him was obviously a little difficult to follow, and the sweat on his head couldn't help but flow down.

"Have you reached the point of perfection?" asked the boy, panting.

"Where did you get so much nonsense. The woman in front said impatiently.

The young man wiped the sweat from his head, looked at the slender figure that was gradually moving away, and had to tighten his body to keep up.

Finally, a black line appeared in the distance, stretching endlessly, out of reach. As we get closer, the black line gets thicker and thicker. In the end, the true face of the black line was completely revealed.

It is a huge city, the walls of a hundred zhang high are mottled and stretched, and the majestic and upright city walls are shocking. The walls of the giant city are hundreds of feet high, and the huge blue stones that build the walls are densely seamed. There is a small tower every 100 meters above the city wall, and a large tower every kilometer. It stretches endlessly, and there is no end in sight on either side.

The traces of time are imprinted all over the city walls. A magnificent city gate comes into view, dozens of zhang wide and 100 meters high. Above the city gates. The huge word "Qingyang" shows the vicissitudes of life.

Under the city gate, there are crowds of people, and there are endless comings and goings, which is a lively scene.

The boy and woman who stopped in the distance were relatively speechless.

"That's it!" the woman's tone was slightly gentle.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, the woman had an indescribable feeling in her heart. Waving away the gloom in her heart, the woman took out a token from her waist that was less than the size of a palm. The token is made of unknown wood, has a metallic texture, and the token is in the shape of a three-petaled plum blossom, which is very delicate.

Handing it to the young man in front of her, the woman said slowly:

"You hold this token, if you want to go to Tiangong Academy in the future, with it, you can get the entry qualification. ”

After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and floated away.

"Tiangongyuan, what a big deal!" the young man was stunned for a while.

"Remember, my name is Murong Youxue!" the voice drifted farther and farther away.

The boy was stunned again, then turned and shouted:

"My name is Mu Yi!Mu Yu fluttering Mu, Yi Hai Rongtian Yi!I live in Qingyang Town, Juntian Sister Prefecture!" Looking at the figure of the woman getting farther and farther away, Mu Yi didn't know if the other party heard it.

Flipping over the small token, the back is a finely carved ghost.

"Murong Youxue! Murong Youxue! No wonder!" the young man put away the token, threw away the lost mood in his heart, and turned to walk towards the magnificent city gate.

The closer you get to the city gate, the more shocking the majestic momentum of the city wall becomes, and people have to feel the courage and means of the ancestors who built such a large and tall city wall. Not to mention the huge city of Qingyang Town within a radius of 100 miles, just talking about how the 100-meter-high city wall was built, it is jaw-dropping.

The young Mu Yi gradually approached the entrance of the city gate, and there were more and more pedestrians entering and exiting the city gate, and there were two teams of heavily armored soldiers on both sides, with cold guns and halberds, flashing with a cold light.

At this moment, a piercing sound of metal grinding sounded not far from the city gate, followed by a loud bang, like a beast opening the gate out of the cage. The ground began to shake constantly, more and more intensely. The pedestrians waiting to enter and exit the city gate stopped hurrying and looked up at the place where the sound came from.

Mu Yi also looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that on the side of the huge city gate, a huge and heavy iron gate slowly rose up. The iron door is ten zhang wide, I don't know how much thick, under the iron door, the sharp serrations side by side gradually expose the ground, the serrations are closely connected, and they are full of sharpness. As the iron gate gradually rose, a side door slowly appeared in front of you.

Eventually, the iron door hung at half-height and stopped shrinking upward. At this time, the half-open side door was like a crouching giant beast, the half-open mouth was not visible, and the sharp giant teeth hung quietly in the air, as if waiting for the arrival of the prey, and then bit down fiercely.

At this time, the shaking of the ground continued, getting closer and closer, louder and louder, knocking in the depths of people's hearts. Finally, a yellow stream gushed out from under the side gate, and the yellow stream rushed all the way out of the city. Like a stream of yellow smoke close to the ground, it rushed forward.

This is the garrison of Qingyang Town.

I saw the yellow stream galloping, and the two columns of yellow wildebeest were strong and powerful, and the dense scales on the horse's body exuded a faint yellow luster. On the horse is a knight dressed in dark heavy armor, and the knight's heavy spear more than two meters long is pointed at the sky, with the air of a golden iron horse.

Before the two rows of yellow wildebeests, a green wildebeest dominates the scene, with more smooth and delicate blue scales. The general on the horse was also heavily armoured, but the spear in his hand was thicker and sharper than the heavy spear of the Yellow Wildebeest knight behind, and occasionally flashed a black edge in the sunlight.

Mu Yi looked at the flags floating and tumbling above the queue, but he didn't see what the word was after all.

The wildebeest traveled extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared behind the mountain beams in the distance.

Mu Yi retracted his gaze, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and followed the flow of people to the passage into the city.

In a big town like Qingyang, the town is clearly planned, with a city in ten miles and a square in five miles, which is square and well-organized. The population of the town has already exceeded 10 million, and it is bustling and bustling.

The town is lined with shops, small merchants and hawkers walk through the alleys, pedestrians are in groups, or wandering in the streets, or stopping to play, a peaceful and prosperous scene.

However, under the rule of sister states, and even the entire rule of Juntian, the vast expanse of land is disproportionate to the sparse and sparsely populated land.

Most of the entire Juntian is still a barren land, and the taxes paid by the people are almost uncountable. In a large town like Qingyang, almost all of the population lives in and around the town, and the land outside the town is vast, with dense mountains and forests, and fertile plains.

The people have cultivated countless fields, and there are also exclusive state fields under the rule of the state, and the garrison and all the materials on the state can be completely self-sufficient, and the most important thing is that Juntian has countless cultivation equipment, and manpower is only an auxiliary. Therefore, as long as the people are not extremely lazy, their lives are still passable.

Mu Yi was used to coming to Zhuyun City, in fact, he was only familiar with Zhuyun City, and as for other cities, he didn't bother to go around.

"Yo! The little brother of the Mu family hasn't been here for a long time!

"Excuse me, Aunt Shen, keep the rice here first, and I'll pick it up when I go back!" While dealing with the enthusiastic rice shop proprietress of the shop, Mu Yi looked around.

"Okay! Xiao Guizi, the little brother of the Mu family's white crystal rice is ready!"

"Yi boy, can I teach you a good method?"

"Uncle Zhuang, it goes without saying that my stuff has been typed. ”

"I said Yi boy, if you want to fight something, you can't just let me help you fight, do you still need to make it yourself? Will I charge you ten pieces? If you want to give it, just one is enough! Hey! Hey!"

Looking at the sturdy, honest, and serious iron man in front of him, Mu Yi was really speechless in his heart.

Continuing to walk forward, passing by a teahouse, Mu Yi looked up, turned around and walked into this teahouse.

Sitting by the window and asking for a cup of tea, Mu Yi looked at the pedestrians on the street outside the window and was distracted.

"Mr. Yi doesn't seem to be here for a long time?" a middle-aged scribe asked as he gently sat on the chair next to Mu Yi.

"Yes!" Turning his head to look at the middle-aged scribe beside him, Mu Yi glanced at the teahouse again.

"Has anything happened recently?The teahouse seems to have become deserted?What are the people doing?" Mu Yi asked the teahouse owner suspiciously.

The owner of the teahouse looked at Mu Yi in a little surprise, and then said, "Didn't Mr. Yi hear about it? ”

"War, what war?" Mu Yi said in surprise.

"I heard that there was a fight between the two states in the south!" said the teahouse owner.

"The south is so far away from us, even if it is a war, it can't burn Sister State, right?" Mu Yi wondered.

"Mr. Yi doesn't know, it is said that the two eastern states also intend to get involved in Jizhou!" sighed the teahouse owner.

"The two states have always been good friends, this time Jizhou is in trouble, of course the sister states can't sit idly by, and no one doesn't understand the truth of the cold lips and teeth. Mu Yi sighed.

"And," the teahouse owner continued, "the two western states are said to be unstable either. ”

"Could it be that there will be chaos and the world will be full of wolf smoke?"

"Yes, so many young people in the town have signed up to join the army, although the troubled times are coming, but it is also a good time to make contributions!"

"Isn't Mr. Yi ready to put pen to paper from Rong and glorify his ancestors?"

The inquiry of the owner of the teahouse still flashed in his heart, and Mu Yi walked on the road out of the city, and it was difficult to calm down in his heart.

The golden sunlight covered the horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched the shadows of the hurried pedestrians longer and longer. The majestic walls of the city, bathed in the last heat of the day, stood silently above the vast land, and the dark color became darker and darker.

The wailing crow skimmed over a lonely tree in the distance, tossing and turning, and nowhere to stay. The mournful screams that had been drifting for a long time were accompanied by the dull sound of drums floating in the sky, and as the line of the city gate slowly closed, the lonely land became even more empty.

Staring at the shadow of the elder at his feet, watching the bustling and lively no longer be, the shadow of the giant city gradually shrouded in.

The figure of the farmer's cart returning gradually faded away, perhaps waiting for him at home was an endless corner of the world.

The afterglow of the sunset finally sprinkled on the lonely back of the young man, and what was the lonely footsteps were holding on, and what was waiting for him. The shadow grew longer and longer, and finally the lonely back gradually disappeared into the darkness behind the light.

Where there is no home in life, there is no home and no one.

Where should I go in life?