The blue mountains and rivers stretch for thousands of miles, like a big tree, radiating from west to east, forming the famous Qingqi Mountains and the dangerous Qishan Road.

To the west of Qingqi Mountain is the thousands of miles of fertile wilderness of Pingchuan, which is known as the Qingqi Plain, and to the east is the barren and chaotic mountains bordering the Heavenly Wolf Country, where a large number of monsters, beasts, poisonous insects, and desolate alien species inhabit it, and it is a fierce place that cannot be easily entered.

The entire Qingqi Mountains, as well as the Qingqi Plain, are under the jurisdiction of the border desert city of Qizhoufu. A large number of border troops were stationed in the city of Qizhou, which were responsible for defending the military stronghold of Qishan Pass.

In the mountains of Qingqi, there are many flat and wide valleys, among which there are hundreds of villages, towns and county seats, inhabited by native mountain people.

The so-called relying on water to draft water, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains. The people of these mountains generally make a living from hunting, grazing, and farming. In these peaceful years, although it is not a happy one, it can be regarded as stable.

However, the resources in the mountains are limited, and they are far less prosperous than the Qizhou City outside the mountains, and the mountain people have always longed for the life of the people in the city. But because the road to Qishan is difficult, the mountain people can't go to Qizhou City a few times a year.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

The black longhorned bull was panting violently like a bellows, foaming at the mouth, and crawling on the wide and steep uphill road with difficulty, and the middle-aged man and boy had already gotten out of the car and followed the ox cart on foot.

"Father, the black man is too old to die, it's time to retire, right? This ox cart is about to fall apart, don't you plan to build another one?"

The young man looked at the two old cows whose horns had long been bald and were panting, and the ox cart that was "clanging" behind its tail, and couldn't help but speak.

"Don't say this in front of your grandfather, or he's going to be furious!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "You must know that when your grandfather was your age, Hei Gong was already an old cow. And this ox cart was built with a rare black poplar tree when he retired. If I hadn't brought you out this time, he wouldn't have let me drive this ox cart!"

"Really, it's fake? That Hei Gong must be at least ** ten years old, right? Could it be that he is already more than a hundred years old?" the young man was shocked and hurriedly asked.

"I don't know about this father, I guess your grandfather shouldn't know either......" The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously.

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The slope is not only steep, but also very long, dozens of miles. Looking back, I saw hundreds of pedestrians, chariots and horses slowly climbing like ants, many of them were tired and paralyzed in the middle of the road; looking up, there were two thousands of peaks standing opposite each other, like two iron halberds, piercing the sky.

There is a majestic pass between the two peaks, which connects the two mountains into one. Like a bridge, it is erected on the city tower between the two peaks and half waists, and there are three blood-red characters engraved with it: Qishan Pass!

It was easy to climb the mountain road, pass through the Qishan Pass guarded by the soldiers, pass through the long mountain road, and enter Qizhou City, and everything suddenly became clear. The young man's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he was extremely excited for a while, and the soreness and fatigue on his body disappeared in an instant.

I saw that the street market in the city was very lively, with rows of shops, pedestrians rubbing shoulders, shouting one after another, etc., it was simply dazzling. This kind of wealth and prosperity is really not comparable to the small walled city in the mountains!

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In other words, this young man's name is Lin Cheng, born in Qingqi Town, Hanging Sound Valley, Qingqi Mountain, and came to Qizhou City with his father Lin Qinghu to visit his mother Bai Jiu, and by the way, he also had to test the spirit bones in the Demon Spirit Tower.

"Father, Mom hasn't seen me for five years, do you think she won't recognize me?"

Although Lin Cheng was extremely interested in the prosperity of this city, he thought that he was about to see his mother, who he hadn't seen for many years, and suddenly had a complicated mind in his heart that was both uneasy and eager, and asked his father, who had already unloaded the big black cow and pulled it to the small river to drink.

"Silly child, what mother wouldn't recognize her child?" Lin Qinghu said with a smile while arranging the reins in his hand.

"Well, that's good!"

Lin Cheng grinned and said, "However, it doesn't matter if she doesn't recognize her, I recognize her anyway!"

When Lin Qinghu heard this, he couldn't help but smile happily, the thick scars on his eyebrow bones seemed to have disappeared because of it, and he grabbed his big hand on Lin Cheng's little head with neat short hair, and said lovingly: "You stupid child, you really can't do anything about you as a father!"

Half a day later, the father and son of the Lin family rode the ox cart together and came to a huge six-pillar archway with a "squeak". I saw that this archway is ten zhang high, the horn edge is rushing to the sky, the stone pillar coils the snake, very majestic. There is a large plaque with blue shading hanging on the lintel in the middle, with four gilded characters of "Demon Spirit Holy Land" written on it.

Behind the building is a wide bluestone street, lined with two rows of towering cyan trees, and beyond the ancient trees are intricate masonry. At the end of this bluestone street is a blue-black tower that is a hundred feet high, which makes people feel like a cloud when viewed from a distance.

"The Demon Spirit Tower is heavy, and idle people are not allowed to enter!"

There were more than a dozen majestic and tall soldiers in light armor guarding the building plaque, and one of the black-faced guards guarding the door saw the ox cart of the Lin family father and son coming straight to the building plaque, snorted, raised the fine iron spear in his hand, and went straight to Lin Qinghu, who was sitting on the car and was taking something out of his arms.

Lin Qinghu didn't feel sorry for this at all, took out a delicate red tassel from his arms, tied it to the felt hat, and smiled at the guard: "This brother, bring your son to test the spirit bones, please make it convenient!"

"Red-tasseled Demon Tail!"

The guard gasped, hurriedly withdrew the spear in his hand, and saluted upright: "I don't know if it's Lord Hongyingwei, it's really offended, and I ask for forgiveness!"

Seeing this, Lin Qinghu shook his head with a wry smile, and he didn't plan to say any more nonsense, and when he said "thank you", he was about to whip the cow.

"Hahaha! Brother Qinghu, I haven't seen you for many years, I almost can't recognize you!"

A rough voice suddenly came, and in a room next to the building plate, a strong man with a big waist and a round waist came in a hurry, took three steps and made two steps, and came to Lin Qinghu.

"Are you...... Ma Rong?"

Lin Qinghu lifted the brim of his felt hat, looked at the fat-headed, big-eared, black-bearded officer in front of him in astonishment, thought about it, and asked tentatively uncertainly.

"Brother Qinghu really remembered his surname, and he didn't forget my brother!"

The big man pressed the sword in one hand and twisted the flying black beard on his face with the other, his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and he laughed again.

Lin Qinghu's face shook, muttered to himself, jumped out of the car, arched his hand at the big man, and said politely: "I haven't seen you for many years, Brother Ma has been promoted to captain officer, it's really gratifying!"

"Hey! You and I were comrades-in-arms who went into battle together to kill the enemy, what are you polite about! Besides, where can a small lieutenant rank be in the eyes of the old brother Qinghu. ”

Although Ma Rong said this, there was a hint of humility in his demeanor and tone, and the color of arrogance was overflowing.

Brother Ma said seriously. Lin Qinghu said reluctantly perfunctorily.

"Huh, this should be a good nephew, right?"

Ma Rong looked at Lin Cheng, who was sitting in the car and looking at the tower in the distance with a yearning expression, and suddenly stepped in front of the car, stretched out his big hand, and pinched Lin Cheng's white and tender little face.

Lin Cheng's thin skin and tender meat, where could he stand this rough and reckless man's rough hands, he grinned in pain, hurriedly raised his two hands, unceremoniously pushed the big hand away, and said angrily: "Get up! Who is your virtuous nephew?"

"What a little rabbit cub! At a young age, his strength is not small!" Ma Rong grinned, pointed at Lin Cheng and scolded with a smile.

"Who do you say is the little rabbit cub? You are the little rabbit cub!" The newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, but Lin Cheng was not afraid at all, and scolded back unceremoniously.

"Hey?"

Ma Rong was robbed of white by a nine-year-old child, although he was angry in his heart, he was really embarrassed to be angry, and immediately turned to Lin Qinghu and said: "Brother Qinghu, I haven't seen you for many years, I have to have a few drinks with you anyway!"

"Of course, of course ......"

Lin Qinghu laughed dryly, continued to have a few polite words with Ma Rong, and then drove the ox cart through the building sign and went straight to the tower in the distance......

The black-faced guard with a spear in his hand saw the ox cart walking away, and hurriedly walked to Ma Rong, who was also looking at Lin Qinghu's back from a distance, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Captain, that person is an old ox and a broken cart, so poor that he clangs, and there is no slightest demon spirit fluctuation on his body, how can it be a red-tasseled demon tail?"

When Ma Rong heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "You know what a fart!" That red tassel is not an ordinary silver lacquer red tassel, but a special gold lacquer red tassel, which is specially allocated to some demon tails who have made great achievements but have been abolished spirit bones!"

"What a beautiful scenery Lin Qinghu was back then, he advanced to the Demon Spirit Realm before he was twenty years old, he was the youngest Demon Spirit Realm Demon Tail Master in the Demon Spirit Pagoda in Qizhou City, and he reached the realm of the three changes of the demon spirit at the age of less than twenty-five, and he was only one step away from being able to advance to the Demon Pill realm!"

"It's a pity that his luck is really not very good, and he was abolished by the Demon Pill-level Demon Tail Warrior of the Heavenly Wolf Country in the war more than ten years ago. No matter how beautiful it was in the past, now it seems that he is just a wasted person! I think back then, I, Ma Rong, was just a dispensable little captain under him. Now, he doesn't even deserve to lift my shoes."

Ma Rong said, a smug look rose on his face, his fat body suddenly turned, and he walked back to the class room next to the building with official steps.

"Damn! It turned out to be a waste of the spirit bones that had been discarded, and it actually scared me!" said the black-faced guard hatefully.