The southern part of the Qiyuan continent, collectively referred to as Southern Xinjiang, was divided by many countries, among which the Taiwu Kingdom was the most southern.

The Thai state is also the smallest in numbers, and the former is also the weakest among other countries.

Gulin Town, is a small town located on the side of the mountain in the territory of Taiwu Kingdom, the adjacent hillside is full of pieces of ancient trees, this ancient tree has a good name, called the incense tree, because it can exude a very good smell of faint fragrance, quite popular with the world, and most of them are made into furniture, placed in the house can also repel insects, most of the people in Gulin Town also rely on them to improve the standard of living, so it is called Gulin Town.

At this moment, on the high soil slope outside Gulin Town, a mediocre-looking, fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was sitting against a tree, looking up at the branches and leaves that swayed from time to time in a daze, his brows furrowed, as if he was worried about something.

"Yang Qing, I've kept you waiting for a long time, and some things have been delayed. ”

At this time, a teenager who seemed to be the same age as him was climbing up the slope, and the sound of talking came from this mouth, and the young man climbed three times and climbed two times to Yang Qing's side.

The name of the person who came is Li Qingyu, and Yang Qingna have played since childhood, they have been playing together, and their surnames are also very compatible, I don't know when they have been commensurate with each other.

"Oh, I thought you weren't here today!"

"Why, this is the old place where we meet every day!"

Li Qingyu said with an unnatural face, and his eyes were a little dodgy.

When Yang Qing saw the other party talking like this, he knew in his heart that the other party must have something in his heart, and it seemed to be about himself, if not, he would not be so unnatural to himself.

"What's wrong with you, is there anything I can't talk to?" Yang Qing's fingers seemed to be casually pulling at the leaves on the ground, and then said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Li Qingyu glanced up at Yang Qing, turned away, opened his mouth again and again, and finally said slowly, "I'm sorry, Yang Qing, maybe I won't come here in the future." ”

didn't wait for Yang Qing to answer, and then said: "A month later, the Qingxiao Sect will recruit disciples, and because of my father's position as a deacon of the outer gate, he will be assigned a place, but it is also like this, all those recommended by the deacon of the outer gate will enter in advance, so they will pack their luggage in the next few days and leave." After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head again.

Li Qingyu's heart seemed to be extremely entangled, and his every move was with a weak heart, and it could be seen that his heart was still very uncomfortable.

The deacon of the outer gate is a money-making shop supported by Qingxiaomen, and every once in a while, he will pay monthly payments to Qingxiaomen.

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment after listening to it, but then said with a smile: "Hehe, this is a good thing, why are you like this, Qingyu, you raise your head for me, like a man." ”

"Yang Qing, it seems that I am going to break my promise, we can't play together anymore, it's me who is not righteous, but we have agreed, if the two of us enter the cultivation world together, it would be great. ”

Li Qingyu knew how rare the opportunity to enter Qingxiaomen was this time, so he would definitely go, but he would always remember the agreement in his heart, the agreement between the two of them to advance and retreat together, and he felt sorry for Yang Qing, and he was reluctant to give up this brother, because he understood that once the two of them were separated here, they would be people from two worlds, and even if they intersected in the future, it would be very pale.

As for whether Yang Qing can also step into this cultivation world, the chance is extremely slim, it can be said that there is almost none, because if a sect wants to gain a foothold and maintain, the amount of funds required is high and terrifying, the so-called recruitment of disciples is just to collect money from the world in disguise, and then select some qualified ones from these people, just take Li Qingyu's entry opportunity, it is also such an order issued by the above people considering that the relationship between the tribute is more solid, and the fee that the Li family has to pay is also a lot to pay, not to mention Yang Qing, although his family is in the business of medicinal herbs, but its scale is not large, What's more, Yang Qing's father didn't want Yang Qing to step into the cultivation world, so Yang Qing almost had no chance, whether it was in terms of money or family.

"Qingyu, don't think about it so much, this is an extremely important turning point in your life, and it is the cultivation world that leads to the top in the world, don't think about the things there, don't let those things bother your heart, brother, I support you and am happy for you. ”

"Yang Qing ......" Listening to Yang Qing's words, the corners of Li Qingyu's eyes were also a little moist, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Qing.

"Qingyu, don't be so pessimistic, maybe, as soon as you stepped into the cultivation realm with your front foot, I caught up with you with your back foot, right? ”

Yang Qing finished speaking with a smile, paused, and continued.

"Besides, if from another point of view, you go out and I don't, can it be said that I have broken my promise? So, you can go with confidence, even if you go farther, it doesn't matter, you can think of a way, but I will definitely catch up with you. ”

"Really?" Li Qingyu was shocked when he heard what Yang Qing said, and then asked suspiciously.

In fact, Li Qingyu knew in his heart that what Yang Qing said could hardly come true, but he still believed half of it, and he didn't want to pick out this half, just so that he could think about it with a little fantasy.

But Yang Qing didn't even believe what he said, and said that just to make Li Qingyu feel better and feel more at ease.

"Really, don't you believe what I said?"

Yang Qing smiled exaggeratedly and punched Li Qingyu in the chest.

Li Qingyu then also grinned, punched Yang Qing back, and said, "Is this another agreement?" ”

Li Qingyu thought to himself, since he intends to believe half of you, then fortunately, he will believe it all, and now add a lock, even if it is, fantasy or force, you can enter the ranks, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, he also understood a little, since it has come to this point, it doesn't care about this one, even if it is, whether it is a broken word or a lie, you can rest easy, I will follow you.

"Absolutely. ”

As they spoke, their fists collided.

"Okay, it's decided, I'll wait for you in the cultivation world, there's something else at home, I'll leave first!"

After Li Qingyu finished speaking, he turned around and ran down the slope, then stretched out his arm and waved it in the air a few times, and then walked in the direction of the town without looking back.

At this moment, if there are sharp-eyed people here, they will find that behind Li Qingyu running over, there are water droplets floating in the air.

And Yang Qing saw that after Li Qingyu left, his head leaned against the tree, so he closed his eyes, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Approaching evening, Yang Qing returned to the town, and walked to the door of Xinxin Teahouse before stopping, looking straight for a while, and then walking towards his shop.

Yang Qing has lived in this town for more than ten years, and Li Qingyu has been playing since childhood, the two often secretly go to the teahouse to listen to books, and the stories they tell are also extremely exciting.

In fact, there is no need to listen, people also know that on Qingxiao Mountain, which is more than 100 miles away from Gulin Town, since 200 years ago, several powerful people gathered here and founded the sect, Qingxiaomen. All the people in this gate can cut off mountains and take land, and power coexists.

The villages and towns adjacent to this sect are not to mention several times the number of hands, and the people who are vying to enter this sect are even more numerous, but the number of disciples recruited by this sect is limited, so that those who are lucky enough to enter this sect are all envied or jealous, and the benefits of themselves or their families are immeasurable.

What's more, after entering this gate, the cultivation method obtained can increase its lifespan, especially this point, which makes many people crazy, but unfortunately, they can't find the law.

When Yang Qing returned to his shop, his father Yang Xian was taking inventory of medicinal herbs, while his mother was busy in the kitchen.

After helping his father finish counting the remaining medicinal herbs and having dinner, the family of three gathered in the living room to cool off, while the mother sat on the side sewing clothes, and Yang Xian lay on the recliner and read the books.

Yang Qing flipped through the books that recorded medicinal materials in his hand, and turned over each page without a few glances, looking absent-minded.

"You look through it like that, can you remember?"

At this time, Yang Xian spoke, and he didn't look at Yang Qing's side at all, but continued to look at the book in his hand, as if its content was more attractive than Yang Qing's.

Hearing the words suddenly, Yang Qingmulan turned his head to look at his father, and said slowly: "I am already familiar with this pharmacopoeia. ”

"And what do you think it's going to do?"

"Father, may I ask you a question?"

"Can't!"

Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't turned the corner yet, and looked at Yang Xian in a daze, but immediately, he frowned.

"Why?"

"Because I know what you want to ask. ”

"What?"

"Not really. ”

Yang Xian was talking to his son, but he never raised his head to look at Yang Qing.

But Yang Qing's brows furrowed even deeper, and he also understood, and his father did know what he was going to ask.

The father and son, after a brief question and answer, were gone, Yang Qing's mother looked up at them, and then lowered her head and sewed again.

"But, I want to know why?" Yang Qing still didn't give up, and slowly continued to ask.

"The cultivation world is too cruel. ”

"How do you know?

"Qing'er, be obedient and don't let you cultivate, I want you to have a stable life, which is also what your father meant. ”

At this time, Yang Qing's mother stopped sewing clothes, raised her head, looked at Yang Qing kindly, and said.

"Got it, father, mother, I'm back in the house. ”

Yang Qing stood up in disappointment, slowly walked out of the living room, and returned to the house.

"I was a little unsettled, I had a bad premonition. Seeing that Yang Qing had returned to the house, Yang Xian closed the book in his hand and said with a frown.

"You mean Qing'er?"

"It may or may not be. ”

"Whether it's or not, Qing'er is always so soulless, is this what he wants to see?" Yang Qing's mother, with a worried face on her wrinkled face, looked at her wife and asked.

"This kid, Xinxiao, even if we resolutely don't let him set foot in the cultivation world, he won't do anything disobedient, but the more we are not allowed, the more his heart yearns, this is not something we can control, I am afraid that after a long time, it will make Qing'er's heart accumulate into a disease." ”

"What then?"

"It seems that this place is not suitable for us, let's move somewhere else for a while, and besides, isn't he prepared?

"You mean"

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