Ling Siong wandered alone in the wilderness for several days.

Blackberry, prickly pear, wild strawberry, snakeberry, raspberry......

These low bushes and wild fruits are her main source of hunger.

Occasionally, one or two wild sweet potatoes and yams can be turned out in the wasteland, which can be regarded as improving the diet.

There are many things to eat.

Wild persimmons and kiwi fruits can be seen everywhere, but these have nothing to do with Ling Xiang.

At only six years old, she didn't dare climb trees to pick them, and she didn't have the strength to do so.

It is worth mentioning that she has encountered some very strange flowers and plants these days.

Among them, there was a bluegrass with green leaves and purple flowers, which Ling Siong remembered deeply.

The fragrance of that orchid grass could float far away, and she felt refreshed just by smelling it, and the tiredness of her whole body was much less.

Ling Xiang, who had learned some cultivation knowledge from his brother, guessed that it was likely to be a spirit grass, but the year was not yet known.

However, she didn't dare to approach easily to pick, but could only move away quickly.

In the wilderness, most of this kind of good thing already has an owner, either a fierce beast or a monster that has become a spirit.

A little girl like her, who rushed over, might not be enough for people to stuff their teeth.

Even with such caution, she was in danger several times.

When she went to drink water from the pond, a small cyan snake about the same color as the aquatic plants came out and almost bit her.

I wanted to go to the wasteland to look for wild vegetables, but I accidentally ran into a few wild dogs that were biting a lonely little wild boar. The hideous fangs and blood-dripping cheeks made her little face turn pale with fright, and she almost turned around and ran away in a panic.

On this wilderness plain, Ling Xiang wandered in the direction of the rising sun for several days before finally encountering a populated village.

Ling Xiang originally wanted to go into the village and ask for something to eat.

Eating wild fruits and vegetables every day, she was already hungry.

Unfortunately, before she entered the entrance of the village, several children playing in the village saw her and gathered around.

"Look, a little flower cat is coming!"

"She's still carrying a broken bag."

"It's supposed to be an orphan, right?"

"Tattered, it must be a little beggar."

"I don't know, I haven't seen her, do any of you know her?"

A group of half-grown children gossiped, curious about Ling Xiang, and pointed around her.

Wandering in the wilderness for days, in order to avoid danger, Ling Xiang didn't know how many times he had fallen, the clothes on his body had already been scratched by thorns, and his body was covered with dust and mud.

The face is also dirty, and only a pair of eyes are still clear and clear.

Suddenly surrounded by so many children, after feeling their ridicule, Ling Xiang pursed the corners of his mouth, bowed his head slightly and said nothing, ready to bypass them in front of them.

But in the next second, a tall little boy stopped in front of her.

"Hey, don't go over!"

The boy was a head taller than Ling Xiang.

He opened his hands, looked down at Ling Xiang condescendingly, and asked loudly, "Tell me quickly, what's your name?" What are you doing in our village? Do you want to go in and steal something? ”

"I'm not a thief, I won't steal!" Ling Xiang frowned, dissatisfied with the other party's slander of himself like this, and explained seriously.

"Isn't it if you say no?"

The boy was unreasonable, "You are dressed so tattered and dirty, you must be a beggar." When you're hungry and panicked, who knows if you're going to steal? ”

"That's it, little guy, let's go, we're not welcome here." Another child next to him chimed in.

"Little Food!"

"Little Food!"

A couple of naughty little ones even started singing loudly, sticking out their tongues around her and grimacing.

Ling Xiang stood in place with his head bowed, tears rolling in his eyes.

She felt extremely aggrieved.

I can't justify the title of "small food".

Ling Xiang held back his tears and turned around silently, wanting to leave.

"Go a little further and don't come back to us. If you have no relatives at such a young age, you must be a broom star! Behind him came the laughter of a group of children.

Ling Xiang Huoran turned around: "I have relatives, my brother just went to a far away place to cultivate!" ”

She roared like an angry tiger.

"Liar, you are a beggar at such a young age, you must have no relatives." The tall boy who blocked the road before had a hippie smile on his face, and he didn't believe Ling Xiang's words at all.

"I said, I have relatives! I have a brother!! ”

Ling Xiang's hands were clenched, his eyes full of anger.

She obviously has an older brother, and her brother is so good to her, why do these people say that she has no relatives?

"She's lying, and it's good that we didn't let her into the village, otherwise she would have stolen." A round-faced girl about seven years old pointed at Ling Xiang and said.

"It's like, she definitely doesn't have any relatives."

"Her brother must be dead......"

A few children obviously didn't understand what it meant to accumulate virtue under their mouths, and they just said what they thought of.

The sentence "Brother must be dead" undoubtedly touched Ling Xiang's reverse scales.

Ling Xiang, who has never quarreled with people with a red face and has always been very sensible and obedient, took the lead this time.

She picked up a rock from the ground and slammed it on the head of one of the children—

"My brother isn't dead!!" Ling Xiang roared, his eyes red.

"Wow......"

The kid broke his head on the spot, sat on the ground, covered his head and cried.

Several of the other children were taken aback.

"If she dares to beat us, we will beat her!" Several little boys walked towards Ling Xiang fiercely.

Ling Xiang picked up another stone and threw it over, turning around and running when the other party subconsciously held his head to dodge.

"Hurry up, don't let her run!"

A group of seven, eight, and teenage children were annoyed and angry, and chased after Ling Xiang with their legs.

Ling Xiang naturally knew that he couldn't outrun these people.

So after running a short distance, she burrowed into a field of reeds.

The reeds taller than a person grew densely, and after Ling Xiang's small figure got in, he saw the reed leaves swaying a few times, and the person disappeared.

The boys who chased behind him followed in, but they didn't dare to chase too deep, for fear of getting lost, so they had to give up.

In fact, they didn't know that Ling Xiang hadn't run far into the reeds at all.

Because she hadn't eaten in a long time, she didn't have much strength to run long distances.

As soon as she got seven or eight feet into the reeds, she fell down on the spot, stained herself with a layer of black mud, and then crept to the side, avoiding the marks left by her entry.

In this way, under the cover of the reeds around him, he narrowly escaped those children.

When the children turned to leave, Ling Xiang endured his temperament and stayed for a while before he lightly came out of the reeds.

She looked over to the village to make sure that the annoying guys were no longer at the entrance of the village, and then she walked out with confidence.

Ling Xiang didn't have the idea of entering the village, at least in the village in front of her, she didn't want to go in.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, Ling Xiang touched his gurgling belly, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, turned around and left in the other direction.

Bypassing this lush reed field, a pale green river appeared in front of Ling Xiang's eyes.

She trotted forward, put the small bag with clean clothes at her feet, squatted down and picked up the river water and began to wash her face.

In autumn, the river is not too cold.

A faint coolness came from his hands and face, and Ling Xiang's skin was slightly reddened.

After a simple wash, you can see a yellow, thin face reflected in the clear surface of the aquatic plants.

Ling Xiang looked at the dirty self in the water, thinking of the dangers he had encountered these days, the white eyes and disgust he had just received...... One by one, I can't help but feel sad.

"Woo......"

She crouched by the river, took out the bronze ring left by her brother from her bosom, and whimpered and wiped away tears.

"Brother, I miss you so much......" The sour throat made Ling Xiang's voice hoarse, and only she could hear the voice.

She had never missed her brother so much as she did now.

It would be nice if my brother was around.

In that case, no one would have bullied her, and she would not have starved and wandered around like she is now.

"This is the golden bean?"

Just as Ling Xiang was crying sadly, a voice suddenly floated next to him.

"You who hit people with a stone just now are not as weak as now, I still prefer the fierce girl who dared to resist just now."

The sudden words almost startled Ling Xiang.

She raised her little face with tears on her face, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that on a stone pier by the river not far away, there was a gray-haired old man sitting cross-legged!

He was dressed in coarse cloth black, carrying a brown hat behind his back, and was holding a long bamboo pole to fish.

Where did this man come from?

Ling Xiang was surprised, his eyes widened.

She didn't even notice that there were people here!

"Grandpa, you...... How do you know what just happened? Ling Xiang stood up with his small baggage, vigilant.

"Heaven is constant, and it is not changed by external objects. I know something because you've done something. The old man sat motionless on the stone pier with his hair disheveled. There was a strange rhyme in the underworld, as if he was integrated with the entire stone pier.

If it weren't for him talking, it would be easy to ignore his presence.

This is no ordinary person!

Although he had only been in the Feather God Dynasty for a few months with his brother, Ling Xiang had learned a lot.

She knew that it was impossible for mortals to have this kind of Tao rhyme that was almost one with heaven and earth.

Ling Xiang became more and more vigilant, and even faintly took half a step back.

"You seem to be jealous of me?" The old man asked calmly.

He didn't even glance over here, but he could accurately capture Ling Xiang's thoughts.

Ling Xiang's face tightened, but there was obviously a touch of shock in his eyes.

She didn't speak, but the old man asked again, "When those children inadvertently mentioned your brother, you were so angry that you could see that he seemed to be very nice to you, why were you willing to leave you alone to practice in a distant place?" ”

"Don't talk about my brother!"

Ling Xiang finally spoke, like a female tiger, her bright eyes became sharp, but she was defending her brother: "He was taken away, he didn't deliberately leave me!" ”

"Then why don't you go to him?" The old man asked.

"I want to go, but I can't."

Ling Xiang clenched the bronze ring in his hand, couldn't help but wipe away a handful of tears, and said, "My brother has an immortal golden body, and the people of the Feather God Dynasty opened a very big door in the sky and took my brother away.

Because my cultivation qualifications were very poor, they wouldn't let me follow. ”

As soon as these words came out, the fishing rod in the old man's hand shook slightly, but it was not a fish biting the hook.

The old man's heart seemed to be a little unsettled.

Ling Xiang didn't notice this scene, but after a while, he heard the old man suddenly sigh: "Alas...... The ancestors have long since left, and there is no hope, but a group of idiots are obsessed.

Such a whimsical attempt to achieve immortality through foreign objects will eventually lead to disaster. ”

Ling Xiang couldn't understand what the other party was saying at all, and his expression was very dazed.

However, the old man obviously didn't want to talk to her about these things in depth, but changed his words and asked, "Do you want to cultivate?" ”

"Yes!"

Ling Xiang nodded without hesitation, but in an instant, he was full of loss.

"But my qualifications are very poor, I learned a lot of cultivation things with my brother, but I have never been able to sense my wheel of life, and I can't take the most critical step."

"Cultivation is a process of fighting with the heavens and people, fighting in the red dust, and constantly surpassing oneself. Qualifications and bones are not the most important, the important thing is whether you have that invincible heart. ”

The old man looked sideways at Ling Xiang, but the wrinkled vicissitudes of life on his old face had a pair of eyes as bright as a magic lamp, blazing with energy.

"I can teach you if you want." He said.

"Really? Grandpa, can you really teach me to cultivate? Ling Xiang's eyes suddenly brightened.

She was very apprehensive and looked at each other with hope.

There was longing and nervousness in his eyes.

"It's easy to cultivate, but you have to think clearly, just because you've embarked on this path doesn't mean you can keep going. This is a dangerous road that will lead to retreat if you do not advance.

In the future, maybe you won't even have the time to squat by the river and wipe your tears alone like today. ”

Although the white-haired old man's voice is old, it has a special appeal.

"Grandpa, I'm not afraid, I want to cultivate, I want to wait for my brother to come back!" Ling Xiang clenched her fists, she didn't want to delve into why this old man appeared here, and why he was willing to teach her to cultivate.

All she knew was that if she missed this time, maybe there wouldn't be another chance.

Those people in the Feather God Dynasty said that her qualifications were very poor and that she was a waste of cultivation, and only the old man in front of her was willing to teach her.

"Alright, come here." The old man called Ling Siong to his side.

Hearing this, Ling Xiang quickly went to the side of the big stone pier.

But before she could speak, the old man handed her the bamboo basket used to hold the fish: "Take it, come with me." ”

Ling Xiang subconsciously took it, but saw that the bamboo basket was empty, and there was not a single fish.

The old man stood up from the big stone pier tremblingly, and the long green bamboo pole was also lifted from the river at the same time, Ling Xiang took a closer look, and his face became more and more surprised.

There is only a fishing line at the end of the bamboo pole, but no fishing hook!

"Grandpa, no wonder you didn't catch a fish, fishing requires hooks and bait." Ling Xiang furrowed a pair of small eyebrows and reminded seriously.

"Hehehe......"

The old man smiled, "How do you know I'm catching fish from the river?" ”

He dragged the fishing rod and climbed down the large stone pier with his hands and feet. Looking at that action, it looks like an old man with inconvenient legs and feet, which is completely inconsistent with the detached and dusty temperament when he speaks.

Ling Xiang couldn't help but be a little suspicious, he couldn't have been deceived, right?