Zhang Feiyang jumped up vigorously, spread his legs, and supported the half-human-high stone top with both hands, making a movement similar to a vaulting horse.

With a thud, his body was heavy as if it had been filled with lead, and he slammed into it solidly.

When he fell to the ground, his palms trembled slightly because of the sharpness of the rubbing, and he bled nonstop.

In front of the gate of the Firefox Sect, a 20-year-old examiner shook his head, looked away indifferently, and pronounced the death sentence to him: "Unqualified." Next. ”

The people around, whether it was a child under the age of 16 who came to participate in the selection examination for the outer disciples, or a wealthy man who drove a convoy to see off the servants together, all grinned one by one, and regarded Zhang Feiyang's embarrassment just now as a spice to relieve the tense atmosphere of the competition.

Some people can't help but make sarcastic remarks to relieve the pressure of themselves and their children.

"Don't worry. Son. You're much stronger than that kid. Will definitely be selected. ”

"That's it. I didn't inquire about the selection requirements of the Firefox Sect, so I came to participate. If he doesn't make a fool of himself, who will make a fool of himself?"

The Firefox Sect is the largest sect of cultivation in the entire Wu Kingdom, and its influence spreads all over Qingniu City, Huanglong City, and more than a dozen small towns, and a large area of Wu territory. There are more than 3,000 disciples under his name, and it is the most famous place in the entire country.

The mountain gate is closed on weekdays, and there is only one chance to open to the outside once a month, which is set on the tenth day of the month. The purpose is to recruit a certain number of outer disciples, enhance the overall strength of the sect, and ensure the continuity of the entire sect.

The reason why the Firefox Sect is so famous is because of this name.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, a fire-breathing demon fox came to Wu and killed many people, causing panic and misery. Wu had already given up resistance, and the monarch had fled, but later, thanks to a passing nameless Taoist who had taken the world into his arms, he fought with the Firefox for three days and three nights before the matter was settled.

In this battle, the Daoist did not kill the fire fox, but successfully subdued it, and opened a sect and took root in the state of Wu. Since then, this fire fox has become the guardian beast of the Fire Fox Sect and the entire Wu Kingdom, and the sect has taken this name because of this. The name of the Firefox Sect has just opened, and it has become a place that everyone is now flocking to in the border.

It's just that the selection of outer disciples of the Firefox Sect has always been known for its strictness, and the age alone cannot exceed 16 years old, and in the selection competition, the strength, speed, and jumping power of the players are far beyond the requirements of mortals, not as loose as the sects of other borders, therefore, the people who will come here can almost all be said to be young geniuses, dragons and phoenixes among people, well-fed and strong.

Zhang Feiyang, who is black and thin, and is not tall, is naturally incomparable.

That's why he made a fool of himself during the game and was ridiculed.

But he can't be blamed for that.

Zhang Feiyang has been an orphan since he was a child, he wandered from a village outside the country of Wu, and came to participate in the competition, only because he happened to see immortals flying over when he was a child, and he had a strong desire to cultivate into immortals, so he traveled thousands of miles and came to give it a try.

Zhang Feiyang, who is 16 years old, really didn't expect to fail so easily.

Watching the little boys and girls who were only about 10 years old easily leap over the stones they had just fallen, easily, some of them were reluctant, but only because they were too young, only 5 or 6 years old, Zhang Feiyang was surprised in his heart, and a little unpleasant.

The sun shone on his face, reflecting a very unwilling expression.

"Alright. This month's selection is over. A total of 7 people passed the level. Seven of you will go in with me, and the rest of you will go back. At this time, the selection competition came to an end, and seeing the last child successfully jump over the stone, the 20-year-old examiner in a robe closed the roster in his hand, glanced at the seven excited children in front of him, waved his hand gently, and led them in.

The selected parents happily hugged each other and cried, and the unsuccessful parents hugged their crying children to comfort them.

But no matter what kind of it was, they all tacitly got into the carriage and retreated to the wide road behind them.

Only Zhang Feiyang remained in place, watching the examiner enter the mountain gate with the seven children, and the mountain gate slowly closed in front of him.

Zhang Feiyang found a piece of grass and slept on the spot all night.

When he woke up the next day, he felt more and more hungry because of the rumbling in his abdomen, and he had to leave temporarily to look for food nearby.

But it's in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by wasteland, and there's nothing to eat except for a small lake that supplies some water.

When Zhang Feiyang returned to the front of the mountain gate, he swallowed his saliva and rested on the floor early in the daytime.

When he usually has nothing to eat, he relies on this method to get by.

But the weather was not beautiful, and it rained heavily that night.

There was not even a tree in front of the mountain gate to shelter from the rain, so Zhang Feiyang had to take off his shabby clothes, use them as a canopy, and lean on a big stone to shelter from the rain.

Under the torrential rain, the young man Zhang Feiyang shivered slightly, revealing a thin body like ribs, but his gaze was quite firm, and his eyes were staring at the mountain gate of the Fire Fox Sect without blinking, holding anticipation.

Heaven and earth never sympathize with anyone.

After this night, Zhang Feiyang fell ill, with a headache and a stuffy nose, and he was lightheaded, and he had to fall just by standing. But he still gritted his teeth and persevered, enduring the double torture of hunger and illness, and refused to leave.

On the fourth day, the gate finally opened.

Zhang Feiyang's eyes lit up, and he was excited to scream.

But what came out was not the examiner who could give him hope, just a little boy about 10 years old, who had just entered the mountain gate four days ago and became the last disciple of the outer gate.

The boy was pushing a cart with a large cloth bag bulging inside, and I don't know what it contained, but looking at the boy's disgusted expression when he pushed the cart, it could be seen that it must not be a good thing.

Zhang Feiyang greeted him with a smile and asked, "Hello." What's in there, please?"

Perhaps smelling the stench of Zhang Feiyang's body that only patients have, the boy took a step back, glanced at him with disgust, and continued to push the cart towards the lake in the distance, while complaining dissatisfiedly: "Useless rags." Senior brother is really.

I'm already an outer disciple. He didn't teach me cultivation all day long, but he made me wash clothes and cook every day. Now I need to take out the trash. I'm. When Young Master Ben was at home, these things were all done by the servants. ”

Zhang Feiyang only heard the first sentence.

As a homeless man, his intuition made him realize that there should be food in the bag. Even leftovers are enough to keep yourself alive for a few more days.

He reached out and grabbed the bag, feeling heavy, and even more excited, smiled at the boy, and made a suggestion: "If you dislike it." I'll help you throw it away. Where should this garbage be thrown?"

The boy obviously didn't expect that a stranger would be willing to help him do this rough work, and he was used to being pampered at home, so he naturally had a much better impression of Zhang Feiyang, pointed to the lake in the distance, and said with a smile: "There." There. The elder brother said that the lake would slowly melt away the garbage and turn it into nutrients to re-nourish the earth. ”

Zhang Feiyang nodded from him, turned around and walked towards Hu Bo.

When the boy saw that he was really going to help throw out the garbage, he was so happy that he turned around and went back, and returned to the mountain gate, not even bothering to say a word of gratitude, and slammed the ground, closed the mountain gate again, and returned to the resting place leisurely.

Zhang Feiyang deliberately walked very slowly, and when he heard that the mountain gate was closed again, and the boy had already gone back, he breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, and couldn't wait to open the bag, wanting to eat it early.

But the contents of this bag are varied, there are one after another dull, broken into several pieces of various magic weapon fragments, there are countless openings on it, I don't know what torn and broken strips of clothes, and all kinds of black, powdery, emitting a mixture of burnt and medicinal residues, but there are only leftovers that can be eaten immediately.

Zhang Feiyang sighed, touched his rumbling belly, and showed a wry smile of self-deprecation.

But just then, a small black cloth bag the size of a palm caught his eye.

The mouth of the small cloth bag is tightened, and a small rope is tied to it, and the whole bag takes on an oval shape, as if it contains some wild fruit.

With this discovery, Zhang Feiyang turned his sadness into joy, excitedly took out the bag, pulled the rope, and couldn't wait to reach out and take out the contents of the contents.

But this is not a fruit, it turned out to be a rusty, dusty small stove, the material is not known what it is made of, it is harder than gold and iron, gently pinched the two sides and pressed, but it is still elastic.

Zhang Feiyang smiled, without any interest, put hope in the inside of the stove, opened the lid, turned the stove upside down, made a pouring motion, and shook it vigorously, hoping that some small wild fruits such as kumquat could fall out.

But it was still empty.

This time, Zhang Feiyang was disappointed, and was about to throw away the stove, when he shook the stove hard just now, he used too much force, but he accidentally tore open the wound on his hand that had just grown, and with a poof, a drop of blood fell on the stove along his fingers.

Before Zhang Feiyang grinned in pain, the dim stove suddenly flew into the air, and with a bang, it expanded several times, turning into a stove the size of a basin, with four corners touching the ground and standing firmly on the ground.

This unexpected scene startled Zhang Feiyang.

He stumbled, his feet were weak, he fell, and he couldn't help frowning in pain, but his eyes inadvertently swept over the pile of black medicine residue on the ground, and anticipation rose in his heart.

When a person is hungry and can't stand it, he won't let go of anything he can eat, even if it's just the dregs of medicine that others don't want.

There's a stove, there's water in the distance, and a little medicine residue, so you can at least make a bowl of medicinal soup to satisfy your hunger anyway.

After coming up with this idea, Zhang Feiyang said that he would do it, full of energy, found something that could hold water in the pile of rags, added water to the stove, and then poured all the powder residue into it, and with a flint snap, lit the fire, only to see a red light fly out of the fire, suddenly completely covering the surface of the stove, only a moment later, a hot gas came out of the small hole above the top of the stove.

This smell is strong and fragrant and clears the lungs, what kind of medicine residue will have the taste, it is even more fragrant than the hot air wafting out of the imperial dining room of Wu Kingdom.