Volume 1 The Boy Out of the Desert Chapter 1 Why are you so arrogant?
Ask who in the world can live forever, from the power of moving mountains and reclaiming seas, down to the mortals of their short lives, but no one can break free from the shackles of time. βEpigraph
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The Tiannan Continent is vast.
Suspended in the orange-red sky was a huge planet, boundless fiery red and cold. Its presence outlines a magnificent ink painting set against the backdrop of an entire continent.
It is mysterious and unpredictable, causing countless monks to die young, and all mortals to worship it, and people call it the immortal star.
It can be viewed from a distance and not blasphemed.
Xuejian Mountain Villa is a great sect in the cultivation world, located in the highest and most dangerous mountain range in Mobei - Beifeng Ridge. In the meantime, the clouds and mist are like a fairyland. There are two villages at the foot of the mountain, called Mobei.
Mobei Yanguan, the head of Xicun Village.
Two boys about eight years old scuffled together, one fat and one thin, both born with clear eyebrows.
I saw that they were arguing fiercely and then directly fists and kicks, and spit on each other from time to time, and the battle situation can be described as anxious.
"Qian Duoduo, give me back my rubies!" said the thin boy in a truce gesture, then stretched out his hand and said loudly.
The kid named Qian Duoduo groped in his trouser pocket with his left hand for a long time, took out a red stone the size of a bean, looked left and right, and said dissatisfiedly: "Wang Twelve, are you sneakily walking around and looking at this broken stone?"
"You know a fart, this is the immortal master's thing, the immortal master gave it to me. Wang Twelve said with a smug face.
"Hahahaha. Qian Duoduo laughed.
"Really, have you ever seen an immortal master?" Qian Duoduo pretended to be surprised, and then put the gem in his pocket without saying anything, looked at Wang Twelve and said, "Thank you, master, I will study it for two days and then give it to you." β
Seeing Qian Duoduo making a gesture to leave, Wang Twelve reacted, stepped forward and hugged him, and shouted loudly: "Return me quickly!!
"Because the village chief is my grandfather!" Qian Duoduo blurted out instantly.
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Wang Twelve was speechless, so angry that he couldn't speak.
In the middle of the sound, there were bursts of children's shouts in the west village, getting closer and closer. If someone counts carefully, exactly eleven children.
Wang Twelve's face was overjoyed, hugged Qian Duoduo tightly, and smiled smugly at him. The meaning is obvious, you kid is finished.
Qian Duoduo saw that the momentum was wrong, and suddenly knocked over Wang Twelve with a fist, and ran to the East Village, during which he did not forget to turn around and shout loudly: "Wang Twelve, call someone, you wait for the master." β
Wang Twelve, who was knocked down, instantly became angry and shouted: "A lot of money, you shameless and shameless person"
Wang Twelve stopped in the middle of speaking, his expression was frightened, and what caught his eye was Qian Duoduo's fleshy fists and a pair of angry eyes.
"Bang!" a scream rang out.
Qian Duoduo clapped his hands and walked away.
Qian Duoduo was brought up by the village chief Chen Erye. The parents had no way of knowing that he was a veritable orphan.
Although he did not have the company and love of his parents since he was a child, he had the love of his grandfather and the money he couldn't spend.
Second Master Chen runs and is in charge of the medicinal herb business in Dongxi Village, so he is naturally a 'big family'.
Dong.
The village head, Chen Erye, was counting the accounts at the pharmacy counter, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, and fiddling with the abacus with his right hand. The wrinkles on his face squirmed up and down, and his gray beard trembled.
Second Master Chen is the oldest old man in Dongxi Village and the village head, but he has no children under his knees, only a lot of money that he picked up eight years ago.
No one knows how long Second Master Chen lived, and no one knows his real name, everyone calls him Second Master Chen.
Qian Duoduo tiptoed to the door, his back against the wall, holding his breath and trying to sneak into the inner hall.
"Stinky boy, are you fighting with the kid from the next village again?" Second Master Chen came with a buzzing voice with his pipe, although it was vague, but the meaning was very clear.
"Oh, no, hey, grandpa, you're here, boy, I'm looking for you everywhere, hehe. Qian Duoduo immediately ran to Second Master Chen with a smile and said with a sincere face.
Second Master Chen suddenly picked up the cigarette butt and pointed it at Qian Duoduo's head, and said, "You dare to lie with a blue nose and swollen face, stinky boy!"
"It's Wang Twelve, they bully me a lot," Qian Duoduo touched his head and said with a look of grievance.
"Yes, then where did the spar in your pocket come from?" Second Master Chen squinted at Qian Duoduo's trouser pocket and said.
I saw the red light flickering in Qian Duoduo's trouser pocket.
"Yikes!"
Qian Duoduo was frightened and immediately took it out and threw it on the ground.
Second Master Chen picked up the red spar unhurriedly and teased: "Yo, that's good, it's actually a demon beast spar." β
"Hedrons, demon beasts?" Qian Duoduo muttered. A little confused, rubbing his round belly.
Second Master Chen looked at it for a long time and continued: "Hey, it actually contains the breath of the immortal family. It seems that the kid next door is really blessed, and I don't know which immortal master picked him. β
"Stinky boy, the spar of the demon beast is a cultivation thing of the immortal family, and mortals can't touch it at all. You can return this stone tomorrow. β
"Don't forget. Second Master Chen's tone became very serious.
"What!" Qian Duoduo was shocked.
"As far as Wang Twelve's body can be valued by the immortal master?"
Qian Duoduo was very dissatisfied.
He remembered the days when he watched the sky with Wang Twelve since he was a child.
Those immortals flying around the sky, that was what they dreamed of.
And now, Wang Twelve's dream is about to come true.
"Okay, don't be crooked, I'll settle today's ledger. This fight punishes you with a handstand for ten hours. You can't eat until you're done!" Second Master Chen said with a straight face. Then he threw the hedron on the counter and went out with a big cigarette.
Only Qian Duoduo was left and nodded with a sad face.
After the corporal punishment was done, Qian Duoduo returned to his room happily, and lay on the bed with his head bored, unable to lift up a little energy.
Then he picked up the square pendant on his chest that looked like a copper coin, and sighed: "There is a lot of money, there is a lot of money, you can't bully Wang Twelve in the future." People will be immortals in the future. β
It sounds sour. It's a pity that Wang Twelve can't hear it, otherwise what would it be like to raise his eyebrows?
This rose pendant was worn by Qian Duoduo since he was a child, and it was also the only token left to him by his parents. In his grandfather's words, "I picked up your name when I picked you up, and I didn't have to bother with choosing a name." β
If you look closely, there are three big characters on the copper coin - Qian Duoduo.
As if remembering something, Qian Duoduo took out the red spar from his pocket and said angrily: "It's all your fault!"
Then he looked left and right, looked up and down, muttered in his mouth, looked at it, and then a wave of sleepiness hit him and fell into a deep sleep.
No one noticed that the square pendant on his chest, which looked like a copper coin, began to glow slightly, and mysterious runes lit up. And the red spar scattered on the side of the pillow slowly turned into mist, and was absorbed by the copper coin little by little, until there was nothing left.