Yu Chen listened to it and froze.

He couldn't answer his question.

Stretch out your hand, and the meridian falls into your hand, and there is no wind automatically.

At the same time, the marquee of the young ghost's life flickered in front of him.

Let's talk about the pattern of this feather in the capital, it is complicated and complicated, countless forces are intertwined, fighting openly and secretly, and combining verticals and horizontals, and it may not be possible to finish the whole day and night if you really want to sort it out.

But it's simple and simple, just one sentence, eight-star arch moon.

In the entire Yuhua Upper Capital City, except for the fifteen majestic palaces in the sky, the pattern on the ground is like this.

Eight directions down the city, arching and defending the main city, like eight stars holding up the bright moon.

——Although Yuhua Shangjing is an ancient city of Qi refining and cultivating, to put it bluntly, except for those alien races who are born with different bloodlines, the humanity that occupies nearly half of the entire Yuhua Shangjing has the right to speak, and any alchemist is from scratch, from ordinary to extraordinary.

Therefore, in addition to those alchemists who are as dazzling as the sun and the moon, the mortals below the sea realm are the main theme of this prosperous city.

They are not only the "cornerstone" of serving countless alchemists, but also the "fertile soil" for the birth of the next generation of alchemists.

Feathering in the capital, countless mortals, all yearn for an opportunity.

An opportunity to turn into a butterfly and a carp leap over the dragon gate.

- Open the sea.

Once the sea is opened, it may be favored by the dojo, and it may soar into the sky!

It's a pity that the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Many mediocre mortals have learned as early as adulthood that they are not that material.

But Yuhua Shangjing gave them new hope.

- Heirs.

They can't, but their children might.

If a child in Shangjing wants to join the Shangjing Dojo, if his qualifications are comparable, his spiritual roots are equal, and his heart is almost the same, he can be better than being admitted to other cities.

As a result, generations of mortals have been trapped in this capital city in such vain lies, and they have been used as cattle and horses for the big men, bleeding and sweating, just thinking that one day in the future, their bloodlines can be gifted, embark on the path of cultivation, and soar to the sky!

Of course, even if it is an illusory hope, there are lucky winners who win the lottery.

The young Tan Shu is one of them.

Or rather, it used to be.

He was born in Yunjinfang, Huaiyucheng District, Xiacheng District, and his father and mother both paid heavy taxes from other places and moved into the capital.

They all hope to join Shangjing with the enthusiasm of cultivating and reversing their fate.

Then, fate gave the two of them a big tease.

- No talent.

Even if you study hard and practice hard, the innate grandmaster is already at the pinnacle.

Maybe in another small place, in a mortal city, the innate grandmaster can already live like a fish in water.

Can you do it in Shangjing?

- But if you live past the age of forty and don't die, do you see that one is not an innate grandmaster?

But Tan Shu's parents did not accept their fate, they got married and had children in Shangjing, and gave birth to Tan Shu.

pinned all his hopes on Tan Shu.

His father is a groom in a restaurant, and his mother is a female worker in the Lingbo factory, and the two of them have worked hard for half their lives and paid heavy taxes, just because when Tan Shu was born, the heaven and earth came with a fierce and Taoist posture!

So since Tan Shu remembers, his father and mother smashed pots and sold iron, working hard day and night, and they also had to buy classics for him, seek pills, and wash the essence and marrow.

And Tan Shu has also understood since he was a child, it is not easy to understand his parents, and understanding that cultivation is the only way out.

So assiduously to hardly any moment of leisure.

Finally, at the age of sixteen, with the classics of the rotten streets circulating in the upper and lower urban areas, he successfully broke through to the realm of "opening the sea" and refined Qi into the Tao!

At the same time, because of his talent and temperament, Tan Shu was favored by the Yunluo Dojo of the Yunluo Sect, and took the initiative to extend an invitation to him, inviting him to participate in the entrance exam.

And Tan Shu also knew that since Yunluo Dojo had personally invited him, the so-called introductory test was just a passing scene.

When he went out, his father still looked so stern, telling him to cultivate his mind first, not to bully the weak, and to abide by his heart; Her mother had teary eyes in her eyes and warned him not to be proud, to be modest and kind, to be diligent and studious, and not to be ashamed to ask questions.

Tan Shu's ears were almost calloused when he heard these words since he was a child, and he stopped their nagging with some impatience, and then changed into the only clothes without patches, and walked out briskly.

Probably because he was too happy and too excited, he didn't look back.

- It wasn't until later that he realized that this was the worst decision he had ever made in his life.

Out the door, out on the street.

Tan Shu only felt that the air was as sweet as honey.

The grinning hooligans in the streets and alleys all looked amiable.

The cold winds of late autumn are so warm and moving.

Because, his fate is about to change.

Or rather, it's going to end.

After going out for three streets, he had just walked out of Yunjinfang.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a dark horse on the street, showing off its might.

On the back of the horse, there was also a rich man in a brocade robe who looked excited and rampaged.

Passers-by dodged one after another.

Tan Shu recognized that the horse was a kind of demon and beast hybrid demon beast "Black Cloud Hoof", an adult Black Cloud Hoof, with the combat power of the Open Sea Realm, which could be used as a mount and could fight together, which was quite extraordinary, and the disadvantage was that it had a violent temperament and was difficult to train.

And that son, he also recognized, was a famous Tianjiao figure in Huaiyu City, a descendant of the Jin family, a clan family in the main city, and he was the same age as him, but he was already a low-grade spiritual Taoist.

All in all, he is a star-like character.

The only fly in the ointment is probably that this person has a very bad reputation, bullies and dominates the market, and does all kinds of evil.

The key is that this guy still has the eyesight, bullying and bullying the neighbors who know the roots, and he never provokes those fresh faces, so he has never messed with any big names.

I even heard that this person is very good at flattery, but he also knows several "Tianjiao" in the main city, of course, whether others recognize him or not is another matter.

No, on weekdays, when everyone saw him, they immediately hid far away, and Tan Shu was the same.

Anyway, everyone has always been afraid of getting into trouble with this mourning star.

But today, there was an accident.

That black cloud hoof doesn't know if it's because it's not trained well, or what's the matter, all in all, it suddenly erupts and rampages!

Passers-by dodged one after another.

But the bad thing is that in the direction it rushed over, there was a little doll of four or five years old, who was scared silly.

Between the electric light and flint, there was a snap and stepped into minced meat.

This was a human life, and everyone watched and talked about it.

Jin Gongzi on the horse, his brows furrowed, and what he was thinking about at the moment was not how to make up for it, but he was threatening the surroundings and not allowing him to talk nonsense.

After a while, the spirit official of Huaiyu City came with an expressionless face and asked what was going on.

Jin Gongzi, the owner of the black cloud hoof, was beaten upside down, saying that the little doll deliberately provoked the black cloud hoof and made it crazy, but fortunately, he stopped it with all his might, so it did not cause greater consequences.

The spirits looked around, looking for witnesses.

At the same time, the golden boy's eyes were also burning, cutting through the crowd, and the threat was overflowing.

In the end, no one dared to speak.

But Tan Shu seems to have a hot blood flowing all over his body!

His strength is not good, and he can't save the soul of the dead under the hoof, but in the face of Huaiyu Ling, at least he has to tell the truth!

The moment he walked out, someone stopped him, meaning that it was not someone he could provoke.

But Tan Shu didn't retreat, he only had the words in his mind at this time that his father often hung in his ears.

-- If you don't cultivate your mind, no matter how high your path is, it's also a disaster.

He stepped out and told the spirit officials everything he had seen and heard.

The rest is simple.

According to the law of Shangjing, anyone who rides a spirit beast and harms people will be beheaded and punished by the culprit; If you are majoring in the way of beast control, you should be guilty of the same crime.

Meaning, if your mount hurts someone, it will die, and you will be punished. If you are instructed or you are already practicing the way of beast control, you will die together.

The Jin family is an ancient family, but the Jin family in Huaiyu City is only a small fraction after all.

Where do you dare to wrestle with the spirit officials of Huaiyu Mansion?

He was reluctant to execute the black cloud hoof with his own hands, and obediently accepted the punishment, and chose a day to suffer.

But he can't deal with the spirit officials, and can't he clean up your little Tan Shu?

Let's see him call an old servant behind him and give a few orders.

The old servant didn't make any moves, just glared at Tan Shu without a trace, and pointed at him, as if scolding a few words.

Tan Shu took a sip, not afraid, believing that there is justice in the world and justice in the world!

He continued to rush to Yunluomen.

But this road, which originally only took half an hour, with his body and bones, he could easily cross a few streets on weekdays.

Today, however, it has gone so far as ...... Tough.

When he took one step, he had to stop two steps, sweating profusely and trembling all over.

After realizing it, the finger of the old servant of the yin owl, as if something had entered his body.

Until noon, I walked in front of the haunting Yunluo Gate.

He couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the power left in his body by Jin Gongzi's slave exploded instantly!

It was like a terrifying storm that shattered his heart and dissipated invisibly.

Lying on the ground, Tan Shu struggled to raise his head, staring at the magnificent dojo engraved with the word "Yunluo" in a daze, and then closed his eyes forever.

In broad daylight, on the street, someone suddenly fell, and people on the road gathered around.

In a trance, he heard someone smack his tongue.

"Evil, someone has played a trick on this doll......"

At that moment, Tan Shu suddenly realized!

It's the old servant!

It's the golden boy!

Hurt him!

At this moment, he was only half a step away from the coveted Yunluo Dojo.

But it is this half step that has become a moat that cannot be crossed in this life.

And the reason for everything is just because he sticks to the heart of the Tao and tells what he has seen.

At first, he didn't think it was wrong.

Because his father taught him since he was a child, abide by his heart, see the road is uneven, and stand up, even if he is as humble as the earth, he must not be twisted like an insect.

But now, looking at the dream that was close at hand, feeling the sinking body and the fear of death; It was as if I saw my father and mother crying bitterly because of his death, and his head turned white overnight......

At that moment, he was confused.

So, he asked.

Ask Yu Chen, and ask yourself.

Before the heavenly burial, the cold wind was blowing.

The thinly dressed teenage ghost asks from the heart because he did what he thinks is right.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

Originally, the words of the young ghost should have dissipated in the cold of the icy late autumn, and no one heard it.

But at that moment, a sigh rang in his ears.

Then there is a sonorous and unequivocal answer.

"—what's wrong?"

(End of chapter)