"It's on fire! It's on fire! Someone shouted in a panic.

In the middle of the night, villagers living on the edge of the town smelled a burning smell in their sleep.

They hurriedly got up and opened the door to find out what had happened, only to find that a ruined temple not far away was burning with flames that were soaring into the sky, illuminating the entire night.

"I think there seem to be beggars living there?"

"I thought something was wrong, let's go back to sleep!"

Some villagers stood in front of the door and talked about it, and some just opened the door and took a look before continuing to yawn and go back to sleep.

As for the man who shouted loudly in a panic that he was on fire, he also lowered his head in shame, and hurriedly went back to the house to cover his head and sleep.

A few beggars, if they live and die, how much does it have to do with them?

Soon after the men closed the door, a fat man rode a huge golden gourd, and a dozen people stood on it to the place of the fire.

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Clouds floated playfully in the blue sky, and birds and warblers stood on the branches.

The muddy floor glittered in the sunlight, and a young man in a robe was slowly getting up holding a sandalwood box.

He looked around in confusion, as if he was looking for something, only to see him shout in a low voice: "Daogong? ”

The only thing that answered him was the sound of the wind and the ticking of water dropping from the bamboo leaves in the mud.

"Did you go back first?" The young man thought to himself, put on his hat and walked towards Bafeng Town.

Passing through a field, the peasants were toiling there, and two children were sitting on the dirt slope and shaking their calves, pointing curiously ahead

"Daddy, daddy, that person is so weird, it's not raining but he's still wearing a robe."

Their father followed the child's finger and looked over, and sure enough, there was a person walking in a robe, and he hurriedly shouted: "Little brother, it's all children's words, don't care." ”

The boy stopped, took off his hat and smiled at them, "It's okay. ”

The boy put his hat back on and continued walking, leaving only the frightened eyes of the peasants and the sound of children crying out echoed throughout the field.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was a little yellow, and he finally saw the words "Bafeng Town" in front of the avenue.

"It's finally back!" The boy said.

It's just that at this time, there are many people gathered at the gate of Bafeng Town, watching what is lively.

Jiang Xiansheng glanced at the crowd, and did not plan to step forward to join in the fun, and was about to go back to the temple to see the Daogong first, the young man's body had not yet turned, he was stunned here, the sandalwood box in his hand fell to the ground with a 'snap', and his eyes were full of confusion, incomprehension, pain and anger.

In the place where the crowd gathered in front of him, a middle-aged man in unclothed clothes was slowly pulled up and hung under the town's plaque.

"Daogong!" Jiang Xiansheng shouted in his heart with a little trembling.

That person is Daogong! It's the one who did everything to protect himself yesterday! How could it be......

It's not over yet, after the first person was hoisted, six more people were hoisted up and hung with Daogong.

"Boss, they ......"

Jiang Xiansheng was a little stunned, he bent down to pick up the box on the ground and hugged it tightly, walking towards the crowd gathered in front of him like a walking corpse.

When they came to the periphery of the crowd, those people saw Jiang Xiansheng's strange appearance of wearing a cloak and a hat, and they all left to avoid him.

So he came to the bottom of the plaque, where a group of young men in red shirts were hanging a wooden board with a large text written on it next to the doorpost.

Jiang Xiansheng couldn't understand it, but he heard the middle-aged man on the side say:

"Last night, my Wang clan found a lot of evil in the temple. Adhering to the principle of protecting the townspeople by destroying demons, our Wang clan slaughtered them all to set an example and deter evil demons. ”

"Good!" One person cheered.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the man fiercely, his eyes full of anger.

"Good! Well done! ”

"That's what the cultivators we are offering to should do, okay."

One cheer after another roared in Jiang Xiansheng's ears, and a touch of blood flowed out of his mouth.

The boy turned and left, not mad to avenge them, but walked lonely towards the temple outside the town.

Maybe they don't have any feelings for them, or maybe they don't deserve it?

He remembered what Dao Gong had told him about them last night, and he finally understood.

What is lost is what is cherished the most, and they are ready for it all.

Since when? Maybe I can hold on for a few more years, maybe after last night's Daogong was weak.

The boy dragged his tired body to the door of the temple.

At this time, the temple had long since burned to the ground, leaving only the ruins and fragments of swords scattered on the ground.

Before the bloodstains could be cleaned up, he went to the inside of the temple, walked behind the broken statue and groped his hands on the floor.

"Click!" He touched a buckle and pushed it inward, and a pit about a few feet deep appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng.

There was nothing in the cave, and he put the sandalwood box in his hand along with the cloak and hat on his body.

I got up and pulled the floor up, and found some blackened beams to cover the floor.

After doing all this, the boy came to a relatively clean ground and sat cross-legged directly, and after a day's journey, he also felt a little tired. But he can't sleep yet, he has to work harder to cultivate, he has to become more powerful, so that he can not lose again.

The faint spiritual power of heaven and earth was constantly sucked into Jiang Xiansheng's body, and in his body, outside a huge peak, those spiritual powers continued to collide towards that high mountain like fireflies. Although the spiritual power is small, it can also shake the mountain.

As soon as the sky showed a touch of fish belly white, the young man slowly opened his eyes, and he stood up and walked towards the Li clan in the east. The figure of the Edgeworth man appeared in front of him.

He's going to be that person's disciple, he's going to get stronger.

In the early morning town, there are not many pedestrians on the road, only a few shops selling breakfast are wafting in front of the steam.

The young man relied on the route he was familiar with when he was begging, and easily came to a mansion. This place is very remote, and there are almost few villagers who come here, so it seems that the entrance to this place is a little deserted.

Looking up at the plaque on the mansion engraved with the word 'Li', Jiang Xiansheng knew that he was not looking for the wrong place. He came to the gate and banged on it vigorously.

"Knock knock~" A knock on the door echoed over the entire Li family's front yard. The sound woke up all the sleeping birds around them, and they flapped their wings vigorously as if to tell their displeasure.

No one inside has yet responded, and it seems that no one has ever bothered their sweet dreams at this hour.

The boy still tirelessly knocked on the door, his calm eyes not wavering. The abscess on his right hand had also cracked open with too much force, and blood-red fluid flowed out of it, running down his palm and down the unattainable gate.

"Who! Who is it! It's so early in the morning that I can't let people sleep. A coquettish cry came through the door, and it seemed to be a young woman.

Jiang Xiansheng stopped what he was doing and stood quietly at the door waiting for the people inside.

"Oh~", the door was opened from the inside very hard; A young girl walked out surrounded by four or five young men in blue and white robes.

The girl's age is not very old, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a touch of blush on her white and tender face, and a cross sideburns, which makes it difficult to take your eyes off at a glance.

When the girl saw the comer, her first reaction was to open her mouth wide, and then quickly covered her eyes with her hands, as if she couldn't see.

And the teenagers behind her were all stunned and speechless.

"Y-What are you doing here?" It was the girl who broke the deadlock first, and said with a rosy lip that was a little stiff.

The young man thought for a while, recalled the words of the man in white shirt and said, "I'm looking for Li Yu." ”

The girl's expression was a little surprised, the name Li Yu was not something that ordinary people could know casually, she took away the small hand that covered her eyes and forcibly endured the discomfort and looked at Jiang Xiansheng carefully. The man himself did not know.

"Uncle Li has something to do when he goes out, and he is not here today." After the girl said this, she closed the door, leaving Jiang Xiansheng alone to face the magnificent vermilion gate.

The young man's expression was not lost, he walked very calmly towards the way he came, without any waves.

The girl in the gate frowned slightly, and then a young man next to her said: "Miss, this person's appearance is really too much!" ”

The rest of the people next to him also nodded, and they were indeed frightened by the appearance of that person.

The girl shook her head, and then said with some complaints: "It's all to blame on that person, the sweet dream of the early morning is gone, damn it!" ”

"And you, hurry up and go to cultivate, how can you get up so late every day to cultivate to the foundation building."

"Yes, yes, yes! Miss. A group of people nodded hurriedly.

After Jiang Xiansheng returned to the temple, he sat cross-legged and continued to practice moving mountains. I don't have time anymore, if this road doesn't work, then I can only break through one way out.

It's another morning.

"Knock knock!" A loud knock on the door once again resounded throughout the Lee family's front yard.

"Why are you again? I said Uncle Li wasn't there. The maiden closed the door again.

Day 3

"Knock knock!"

The girl opened the door again, but this time she didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Xiansheng like that, and didn't seem to feel uncomfortable with him.

Seeing this, the young man silently turned and left. On his way back to the temple, a puppy followed him with a wagging tail.