Shi Chen dragged his body that was about to be scrapped and walked through the snow. He was really hungry, so he grabbed the snow to eat, and the icy cold air entered his body, and Shi Chen couldn't help but shiver.

Even though it was cold and biting, it was still not full, so I kept grabbing the snow to eat, eating as I walked. Shi Chen's hands were frozen and stiff, a little red and swollen, and his face was pale, but there was nothing he could do.

After walking for a long time, someone noticed Shi Chen, so he threw some dry food to him, held the food tightly in his hand, and nibbled it one bite at a time. After walking for a while, Shi Chen found a stick and a bowl with countless holes, and became a beggar in this Starfall Street.

Eating food that people discarded, sleeping on the streets at night, every time he thought that he might freeze to death on the streets, he still stood up during the day, lingering in this Starfall Street, waiting for the end of his life......

In a certain sect deep in the fairy world, white cloth is hung all around, and a hall is erected in the mourning hall, and countless sect disciples kneel and worship outside, with frustration and regret in their eyes.

Today is the first seven days of their sect's Tianjiao Lan Zixuan, and it is a day of great sorrow for the sect. Not long ago, he was plotted by the people of the Evil King's Palace, and unfortunately died.

"Zixuan, you wait for me at the head of the bridge, and when I level the evil king's palace for you, I will meet you......"

Lan Ziqian said in a trembling voice, unable to cry for a long time. The person who died was his younger brother, and he was also the one who had sworn an alliance with him. At this moment, he can only lie in the hall, without any life.

"Miss's Day condolences change. You've been haggard for the past few days. The old butler persuaded.

"Hmm......" Lan Ziqian replied, trying to calm her emotions.

Just after the ceremony, Lan Ziqian's message beads rang, wiped her tears, and saw that it was a message from the master, saying that she was waiting for her outside the Blue Cloud Sect.

Lan Ziqian brushed away her tears, made herself look a little less sad, walked out of the sect, and came to the place where the master sent a message to herself.

Dressed in a Taoist robe, not too thick a beard, shrewd eyes, and a chessboard floating in front of him as always, who can this person be if he is not a fortune teller in the clouds on the border battlefield of the Yang Kingdom!

"Master. Lan Ziqian shouted, approached and walked forward to give the gift of master and apprentice.

"Isn't it better yet?"

"I ......"

"Make yourself look normal!" the fortune teller said calmly.

"Yes. Lan Ziqian said, took off the mourning clothes she had been wearing for the past few days, shook her body, and entered her true spirit world. After a while, he was already dressed in normal clothes when he reappeared, and by the way, he washed his face and cleaned his face.

With a tall figure, long flowing hair, a light blue dress, and a captivating face, she is a rare noble woman in this fairy world. Even if you don't go to heavy makeup, you are quite temperamental, and the peach is dying, and it is scorching!

"The current Blue Cloud Sect's power is no longer as good as the Evil King Palace, they are elusive, very few people know what their internal forces have developed, but they will develop very rapidly. The fortune teller preached.

"And now are we?" Lan Ziqian asked.

"Even if you fight, you can't beat it, I estimate that the evil king in this time period has already won the late stage, one step away from the peak, if they don't move, we won't move for the time being, but try to unite other sects in the fairy world as soon as possible to discuss together." The fortune teller continued.

"But now you have a more important task, which is to take an apprentice. ”

"I'm going to take in apprentices?" Lan Ziqian asked. At this time, Lan Zixuan had just died, and on the day of great compassion in the sect, he was going to accept apprentices, wouldn't he be criticized?

"Don't worry, don't be afraid of criticism, you bring him into the sect, don't hold a master-apprentice ceremony first. The fortune teller seemed to see Lan Ziqian's concern.

"Yes...... What kind of apprentice am I going to take...... Where to take in an apprentice?" Lan Ziqian continued to ask.

"Starfall Street! You'll know when you go! You panicked and said you were passing by, by the way. Go!" said the fortune teller, and a chess piece fell on the chessboard, and disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace, as if it had never been.

Lan Ziqian stayed in place in a daze and pestle for a long time. Back in the sect, some souls are not giving up. I told my father about the idea of going to Starfall Street to the head of the sect.

Sect Master Lan didn't say much, Lan Zixuan's departure, the person who hit Lan Ziqian the hardest, if she could come out of her grief as soon as possible and turn her grief into strength, instead of sinking in pain, then naturally she would not stop her from doing anything.

After saying goodbye to her father, Lan Ziqian turned into a wisp of smoke, flew through the sky of the Blue Cloud Sect, and went to Starfall Street.

Patches of clouds are blowing, and gusts of wind are blowing, but they can't shake away the sorrow that is full of sorrow and can't blow the eyebrows. In the past, Lan Zixuan's appearance and figure seemed to poke his head out of the clouds and smile at her.

Lan Ziqian also smiled relatively, although her heart was uncomfortable, she was much more relieved at the moment, as if he was still by his side, he never left, but he was ...... It's just a different way of existing.

"Haah......" Lan Ziqian sobbed, trying to hold back the tears rolling in her eyes, no longer remembering, no longer fantasizing, taking advantage of the fact that the clouds are clear and the sky is just right, she shuttles quickly in the clouds......

In Starfall Street, Shi Chen walked around the street with difficulty on wooden crutches, stretching his body. He has been begging for food in Starfall Street for a month, and Shi Chen has withstood the wind, frost, rain and snow, and resisted the ruthless drive of people.

This period of time is really bitter, the body that is half paralyzed cannot seek medical treatment, and the stomach is hungry and can only swallow the old dumplings. Hair is disheveled, disheveled, and gray-faced, and he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Shi Chen had run the Rain God Decision countless times when no one was around, but no matter how that spiritual power gathered around him, the next moment, it would dissipate.

Even if you condense a little spiritual power, it is good to use it to resist the cold, but it will fail in the end, Shi Chen will try to run the rain god decision for a few hours every night, until the third watch, "Alas!" sighed, I gave up tonight, and tried again tomorrow night.

In the fairy heaven, Lan Ziqian had flown for nearly three or five days, and came to the sky above Starfall Street, hiding on one side, carefully observing all kinds of people on Starfall Street.

It can almost be described as desolate, sometimes with cold winds and sometimes with loess blowing. But most of the people on this street are local residents, condensing one or two layers of strength. The others are also Qi Condensation cultivators with extremely low cultivation, who have either just flown up, or the children of the outer sect of the Immortal Realm have come out to practice.

"This ...... Is it really looking for a disciple in this Starfall Street?" Lan Ziqian said to herself in surprise. Even if the master has his own arrangements, how to find this place? This should be regarded as the most desolate place in the fairy world.

Lan Ziqian also swept Shi Chen with her mind, but the beggar's appearance was not at all in her heart. Since I was born, I have never seen such a poor and destitute person.

Lan Ziqian couldn't find it for a while, so she could only continue to wait......