While! While! While!

In the blue sky and white day, three loud bells rang from the Immortal Courtyard, resounding for thousands of miles, knocking on the hearts of all those who want to enter the Immortal Courtyard - the Immortal Courtyard has begun to officially enroll.

In the four Xianjia ferries of the Immortal Courtyard, it is deserted on weekdays, and only the four immortal ferries of the Immortal Courtyard are parked.

Today, however, it is very lively.

Counting the four ferries that existed in the original, there are now twenty-five of them, and the scene is magnificent.

In the four very wide Xianjia ferries, there was a surge of people at this moment, and there were descendants of the cultivator family, surrounded by the retinue sent by the family.

There are occasional opportunities for casual cultivation, and the form is alone.

More are mortals, who may have spent all their money to take a ferry to the Immortal Courtyard......

While!

While!

While!

The sound of three bells spread throughout the Immortal Courtyard and into everyone's hearts, and they all raised their heads and looked towards the Immortal Courtyard.

Regardless of their status, their eyes were firm at the moment, and their hearts were full of fighting spirit and yearning for the future success of their cultivation.

"Oh, there are so many people!"

There was a handsome young man in cotton clothes, carrying several large cloth bags in his hands, which jingled in the bags, and a black box that was almost the same height as others on his back, and got off the ferry.

At this moment, looking at the crowd in front of him, he was full of sadness, and complained to his companions angrily.

"I heard that this is only one of the ferries, and there are three more, so there will only be more people!" Another black-clothed boy beside the cotton-clothed boy sighed.

The black-clothed young man glanced at the cloth bag his companion was carrying, and said helplessly: "Ah Xing, why don't I help you carry one!" He suggested.

Before boarding the ferry, although he knew that his friend was very thoughtful, he really didn't expect that he would bring pots and pans and other miscellaneous items, and when he cultivated immortals, who would use these things?

The young man in cotton clothes was named Pei Xing, he shook his head with a smile, raised his right arm carrying the cloth bag, and smiled brightly.

"No, no, I have a lot of strength! Ah Zhen, did you look through the things that the village chief gave you? ”

Meng Zhen nodded, this kind of valuable object is naturally carried close to him.

The flow of people is crowded, and the black box Pei Xing is carrying is too big and very eye-catching, and it is inevitable that he will not touch others.

At this time, he would smile honestly and apologize sincerely, and when ordinary people saw his attitude, half of their anger disappeared, and they were spared after muttering two sentences.

The young man in black was Meng Zhen, who had been helped by Chu Xiqing, and he was no longer the same refugee.

Looking at the black box that Pei Xing was carrying, he still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

Indeed, Pei Xing was born with great strength, and he was able to break stones with his bare hands when he was young, he didn't look like a mortal, and he was very famous in ten miles and eight towns.

The black box contained a pitch-black long sword, weighing hundreds of pounds, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to hold it in their hands, let alone wield it freely.

However, in Pei Xing's hand, it was like waving a wooden stick.

Thinking about the first time he met Pei Xing that day, in the deep mountains and old forests, Meng Zhen was in danger and was about to fall into the tiger's mouth.

At the critical moment, Pei Xing rushed out and beheaded the tiger with a sword slash, and rescued the seriously injured Meng Zhen back to Peijia Village.

The two became friends because of this, and the brothers and sisters Meng Zhen and Meng Rou also settled in Peijia Village, and their lives improved greatly.

After living in Peijia Village for a while, he learned that the head of Peijia Village was actually a qi practitioner, but his cultivation was not high.

By chance, Old Village Chief Pei saw that Meng Zhen had a talent for cultivation, so he accepted him as a disciple and taught him the method of Qi refining.

After stumbling for less than a year, he actually cultivated to the late stage of qi refining, and this kind of cultivation speed really shocked the old village chief Pei, and bluntly said that Meng was really a cultivation genius.

During the cultivation process, Meng Zhen inadvertently discovered that Pei Xing was still a mortal, but he just had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask.

Maybe there is something else strange, after all, what mortal can lift a boulder weighing hundreds of pounds, and can fight a lion and tiger with his bare hands without falling behind?

After that, the village chief Pei Lao didn't know where to learn the news about the fairy courtyard, so he recommended the two to go to the fairy courtyard.

Especially Meng Zhen, the old village chief Pei said frankly that he was very happy to accept a talented apprentice like him, but he was not qualified, so he would not delay his future.

When he parted, he gave him a jade pendant, saying that it was of great use, and let him keep it for a good time.

…………

Meng Zhen's thoughts diverged, thinking about a lot of things, and suddenly a golden light flashed in his mind, interrupting all the pictures, and the figure of a young man occupied his mind.

Suddenly, Pei Xing asked on the side, "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Zhen shook his head, trying not to think about the young man's figure.

In fact, Meng Xin was very strange, the young man saved him and his sister, the grace of saving his life, obviously he should be grateful to him, but he was horrified to find that there was an inexplicable hatred in his heart, a hatred that he did not want to face.

It wasn't until Meng Zhen embarked on the path of cultivation that this hatred diminished a lot, but it didn't disappear, like a seed, buried deep in his heart.

Looking at the vast sea of people, he was like a flat boat on the sea, and a sense of powerlessness arose, just like when he watched natural disasters occur frequently in his hometown, and the crops were not harvested.

"Uh......h Mother, don't worry, I will let you live a good life when I return from school! ”

Suddenly, a few cries pulled Meng Zhen's thoughts back to reality, and when he looked up, it turned out that there was a mother and son saying goodbye.

A little boy who looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old, and his clothes were very shabby. The mother, on the other hand, stroked her son's head and wept silently.

Such a scene is staged all the time, mortals do everything they can to send their children to the immortal courtyard, thinking that instead of being a mortal who can only be bullied by qi practitioners for generations, it is better to take this opportunity to gamble everything, once successful, it will fade into immortals, which is enough to bless future generations.

However, it was such an ordinary scene, Pei Xing stopped and watched, his expression was very calm.

But Meng Zhen knew that his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

Everyone in Peijia Village knows that Pei Xing is an orphan who was abandoned in Peijia Village 14 years ago.

If it weren't for the old village chief Pei who took in Pei Xing, who was still in swaddling clothes, I am afraid that he would have died on that snowy night.

Seeing that Pei Xing hadn't moved for a long time, Meng Zhen sighed slightly, patted Pei Xing's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Ah Xing, let's go, we still have to go for a long time." ”

Pei Xing turned his head and smiled at him, nodded, and then shook the cloth bag in his hand, jingling, and his pace was relaxed.

"Oh, let's go, why is this Nanlu Yongzhou so hot, I didn't wear cotton clothes if I knew it!" He looked at the sun in the sky and complained.

Meng Zhen looked at Pei Xing's back and couldn't help but smile, his mood was affected by Pei Xing, and at this moment, it was like clearing the clouds and seeing the light.

In addition to the port, the crowd is divided into three groups, which are registered and counted by three gentlemen from Senin.

There are conservative estimates of tens of thousands of people in a port, if they are not qi practitioners, they are afraid that they will have to count a few days and nights, and with the support of magic, in just two hours, all the people in a port will be registered and coordinated.