The next morning, a light rain fell in the mountains, and the drizzle painted the trees on the mountain with a layer of green paint, and the green seemed to have knocked over the paint, and from a distance, it looked like a landscape painting.

The muddy mountain road surrounds the peaks, and the low depressions have accumulated into puddles, into which raindrops falling from a high altitude can be seen jumping accurately and making some splashes.

On the Desperate Peak, Han Leng opened the door of the cultivation room, he first looked at the dense rain curtain, and everywhere he saw was the pavement wet with water, and those stones were clean and shiny, as if he was taking a happy bath.

It was a quiet morning, the drizzle blocked out the sounds of all birds and beasts, as if this mountain was inhabited only by Han Leng, he used his aura and walked out of the house.

The falling raindrops automatically parted when they were about to touch Han Leng's hair, and Han Leng walked in the rain, but there was not a drop of water on his clothes.

He first found his master Chao Hou and explained his intentions, he had met the requirements of the teacher, and Chao Hou did not make things difficult for him.

"In a blink of an eye, you have cultivated to the eighth level of Qi refining, when you entered my sect, I still disliked your qualifications in my heart for being too low, I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise. Chao Hou's tone was full of pride, after all, this apprentice of his, had brought two inferior high-level spells to the Xuanling Branch.

Han sneered and said, "It's true that the disciple's qualifications are poor, and to be able to achieve today's achievements is just to cultivate harder than others." Today, when the disciple leaves the sect, he is only worried about his parents at home, and I wonder if I will send my parents silver taels in the door after I leave. ”

Although Han Leng broke off the fate of the dust, but the nurturing grace of his parents did not dare to forget, he left the Xuanling Sect this time, he was going to go farther away, and he might never come back in the future, so he asked this question.

Chao Hou said: "You can rest assured that you have made great contributions to the sect, even if you are not in the sect, your parents will not be less than one of the silver taels they should receive every month." Whoever dares to deduct it, the old man will drive him out. ”

Hearing the master's assurance, Han Leng was relieved.

After that, Han Leng said goodbye to his master, completed all the formalities for leaving the master according to the consistent process, and finally returned the badge representing the Xuanling Sect, and he became a loose cultivator without a sect.

Outside the mountain gate, Han Leng went down the mountain alone.

After getting out of the foggy mountain range, Han Leng sacrificed the flying leaf boat to ride on it, and walked against the wind, and when he flew over Qingliu Village, his speed dropped slightly.

Han Leng looked down, below is the old house, the former thatched house and tile house, today it is completely renovated, a three-story small building, there are cows, sheep, chickens and geese in the courtyard, all fat and strong.

Outside the fence, there is a woman who feeds the animals, her body is rich and bloated, her head is mixed with snow, and her temples are white.

This woman is Han Leng's mother, she hasn't seen her for six years, her mother is getting older, her back is not as tough as before, and she doesn't know if her mother can make sweet and sour fish, even if she does, she doesn't know if it's the taste of childhood.

On the balcony on the second floor, his father Han Jinfeng held a railing with one hand, looked at Han's mother downstairs, and said: "You are all old and still pick up so many heavy objects at once, tell you to hire a few people, you are still a waste of money." Our son has a good income, and he sends silver taels to his home every month, are you still afraid that you can't afford to pay a few employees? ”

Han Jinfeng is proud to have a son like Han Leng, and when he chats with people on the street, he will also talk about his son, which will make the listeners envious.

Mother Han sighed when she heard this, looked up after unloading her burden and said, "Yes, Leng has a good childhood. But we will never see him again, he is not mortal. ”

Suddenly, Han Mu's head was raised higher, and she seemed to look at Han Leng in the air, Han Leng and her mother looked at each other, and then immediately drove the Feiye Boat away.

Mother Han lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, continued to feed the poultry raised at home, and muttered to herself: "It seems that I am really old, I am always dazzled, and I actually see the cloud in the sky as cold." ”

In the clouds, a small boat slowly rowed by, and a person lay in it, his hands crossed under his head, the corners of his eyes were dried tears, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a bitter smile.

As soon as you leave the school, you will enter the rivers and lakes.

The hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes are sinister, and danger is always on their side, no one is like a senior brother or sister, and some are just villains who are treacherous and slippery.

Three days later, Han Leng disembarked from the Flying Leaf Boat, and at this time he arrived at Nanlu County, which was in the southernmost part of the Chen State, adjacent to the Chu County of the Zhao State.

Tianmen Sect is located in the territory of Jingzhou a large cultivation of immortal sect, the headquarters is set up in the Kunwu Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, covering an area of more than 2,000 acres, all of which are cut into mountains, and there are 100,000 disciples in the door, which can be called a giant.

Han Leng walked forward, wearing a black slim-fitting long coat with a few cloud patterns embroidered with white silk threads on the cuffs, adding layers to the pure black clothes. The fabric is also the best in the store, it is very comfortable and breathable to wear, and now he has a little money in his hand, so he doesn't have to wear coarse linen clothes, although it saves money, but it is really uncomfortable to wear.

In the sect, the income of silver taels in a few years is also thousands, most of which are packed in Qiankun bags, and only a few dozen taels are placed in the duffel bag on their backs.

He was now dressed as a chivalrous man in the wilderness, with a dragon sword and a bag wrapped in a delicate scabbard on his back.

The first time I left my hometown, Xilu County, came to the southernmost Nanlu County, thousands of miles away, if it wasn't for the flying leaf boat, I don't know how many months it would take to get here.

The first thing I did when I came to Nanlu County was to find a restaurant to eat, and I didn't eat or drink for three days, even if I had spiritual power to maintain it, I felt empty in my stomach, and my whole body was full of powerlessness.

Han Leng walked two or three miles, and saw a city in front of him from a distance, and walked over with joy in his heart.

This city is called Qilu, it is a medium city in Nanlu County, with a resident population of 500,000, because Tianmen Sect is in Nanlu County, so it is influenced by the Xiuxian sect, most of the people in this county know that there are immortal cultivators, and similarly, one-tenth of the people in Qilu City are monks, but they all come out of some small sects and come to Qilu City to seek an errand.

Even so, the treatment of immortal cultivators in Qilu City is still very high, and the rich foreign masters in the city all want to win over a few immortal cultivators, maybe there is an immortal cultivator in the family, and the value of the outsiders will be raised more, even if there is not much of a person who has not many assets, as long as he says that he has invited an immortal cultivator at home, then his words will become very weighty, and at the same time, even his status will be improved.

Han Leng's dress, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like an immortal cultivator, but like a martial arts person, when he walked to the city gate, there were still many ragged people lining up in front of him to enter the city.

Some of those people originally lived in Qilu City, and some of them fled from other cities to escape the famine, because the lord of Qilu City was a great benevolent person who also helped the world, so he would not refuse these poor people to enter the city.

However, the guards guarding the city gate are not as broad-minded as the city lord, and some people who come from the outer city and have a little money in their hands will often stuff the guards with a little broken silver, so the guards of the city gate will be easily released.

If they meet a poor person who comes to the city, the guards will try their best to squeeze out a few copper coins, because there are regulations in the city, and these guards do not dare to refuse the poor to enter the city, but the interrogation and inspection that should be there is indispensable, and if it is not good, they have to pull someone to ask for an afternoon.

An elderly man in front of Han Leng was scolded by the young guard because he had no money, and the old man had to apologize again and again, and finally the guard scolded him and let the old man enter the city.

Soon it was Han Leng.

The guards guarding the city had very sharp eyes, the one who was short was on the short side, and he could see at a glance that Han Leng was different, and the others were either in rags, or skinny and had no eyes, and at first glance they were refugees who had been hungry for many days.

And the young man in front of him, with a straight waist, bright eyes, clean and tidy clothes, and exquisite materials, looks like a rich man at first glance, but this guard has been thinking for a long time, and he doesn't know if there is such a number one person in Qilu City, the guard's heart is spinning, and then he said: "Take out the luggage and let me see." ”

Han Leng put the luggage and weapons on the table, the guard didn't open the luggage, just pressed it a few times with his hand, and when he touched the broken silver, the guard's eyes suddenly lit up, and although the corners of his mouth tried his best to hide it, he could still see an obvious smile.

The guard looked at the dragon-patterned sword again, and said after a little calculation in his heart: "There are rules in the city, people with weapons are not allowed to enter, if you have to enter the city, you need to pay three taels of silver as a deposit." Three taels of silver was his salary for guarding the city for a month.

Han sneered, fortunately, he now has a lot of silver taels in his hand, give some money as a toll, and experience the sophistication of this mortal.

Just as Han Leng was about to take out the silver taels, a broken gong suddenly shouted above the city gate.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Zhao, open the city gate quickly, the people of Murong Mansion are about to enter the city. ”

Before the words fell, the two guards who were still checking immediately hurriedly opened the larger city gate, and then the two of them stood straight on both sides of the city gate, as if they were waiting for the big man.

After a while, there was a neat sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and a black and red flag with the word Murong written on it slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision, followed by the two leading horses galloping quickly.

Followed by a long procession, more than twenty meters long, these people are all soldiers cultivated by Murong Mansion, because Qilu City is big enough, there are many more powerful families in the city who have built mansions, and can train a certain number of government soldiers, all of which are allowed by the imperial court.

The two horses galloped into the city gates, followed by a squad of fifty men, all dressed in strong armor and holding spears, and many of them had blood on the hems of their armour, as if they had just gone through a battle.

"The bandits outside the city have been eliminated, and the people in the city can rest assured that they can go out to play, buy and sell. ”

After the team entered, one of them rode slowly on a tall horse, and read out loudly that Murong Mansion had sent troops to sweep away the bandits in the mountains outside the city, and he also won a big victory.

Xiao Zhao looked at the person who was riding a horse and shouting, his heart was full of sourness, and he sneered: "What kind of thing, don't you just ride a horse, you really take yourself seriously, when can I Zhao Ende enter Murong Mansion to get an errand, it can be regarded as a glorious ancestor." ”