One morning in the 36,800th year of the Xuanyuan calendar, Yang Feng stretched his waist and got up, carried a hoe, and faced the rising sun, intending to hoe a potato field on the hillside behind his house as usual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When you go out, you can see white clouds floating in the blue sky, under the blue sky and white clouds, there is a vibrant earth, the sound of chickens and dogs can be heard clearly, the farmers are working hard, the farmhouses with blue tiles and gray walls are hidden in the green trees, and the smoke of cooking rises from time to time, and the fragrance of food wafts with the wind. In the distance, there are undulating, majestic and majestic blue mountains, revealing a bit of forest and a bit of mystery.

While hoeing the ground, Yang Feng looked at the mountains towering in the distance. He had long learned from the adults that there were cultivators living on that mountain, and that the purpose of cultivating was to obtain magical powers, and with these powers, he would not be afraid of fierce tigers and leopards, powerful thieves, and demons and demonic beasts that were much more powerful than ordinary tigers and leopards and thieves!

Of course, the most important thing is that the path of cultivation can also live forever!

However, cultivation is not a simple matter, it is said that the first thing is to have good talents, secondly, to have good qualifications, and thirdly, to have good understanding, all of which are almost indispensable. Every year, many cultivators come to Yang Feng's village to select disciples, but only those teenagers who have met the three conditions will be selected by them and sent to the famous mountains and rivers to get the opportunity to cultivate. Several teenagers in their village were lucky enough to be selected.

And Yang Feng, because his talent, qualifications, and enlightenment are very ordinary, naturally he will not enter the eyes of those cultivators.

Yang Feng sighed, pulled his gaze back from the blue mountain in the distance, and continued to hoe the potato field under his feet.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in his ears, followed by a huge vibration that reached his hand, which made his arm numb, and the hoe he held almost shook out of his hand.

After he stayed for a moment, he pulled the hoe out of the ground, only to see that a finger's wide and half-finger-deep hole had been broken in the middle of the hoe......

A resentment suddenly rose in his heart, and he hurriedly slashed his hoe, trying to gouge out the thing that had broken his hoe, and see what it was!

As a large piece of dirt was turned over, a round object the size of a broad bean appeared before his eyes.

He picked it up and looked left and right, but he couldn't tell what it was. It was sleek, with a small hole in the middle, and a little flattened, and the color was like dried blood, a dull purple with no luster.

He looked at it for a while, pinched it again, and felt that this thing was useless, so he threw it away!

When he was about to throw it, his consciousness suddenly blurred, and then a strange picture appeared in front of him: I saw the clouds rolling between heaven and earth, lightning and thunder, one moment the evil waves were monstrous, the next moment the flames were in the air, the next moment the black gas was pervasive, the ghosts were crying, the next moment was the sound of gold and iron, the strange light was ten thousand ways, and in an instant the sky was full of wind and snow, and the frost was crawling on the ground......

Various visions of heaven and earth flashed alternately, forming a very spectacular and shocking background. And against this background, there were two terrifying figures, these two figures were so tall that the majestic mountains were like small dirt rubbish between the ridges at their feet, and the rushing rivers were like ditches. These two figures such as Tianqi are fighting fiercely, every move they make, will cause great changes between heaven and earth, the sea instantly becomes a mulberry field, and the mountains are razed to the ground in a moment, wind, rain, thunder and lightning take turns, ice and snow flames are staggered, the whole heaven and earth are played by them, and the creatures in this heaven and earth are experiencing a purgatory......

Suddenly, there was a big earthquake, better than all kinds of thunderbolts, and ten thousand rays of light fell from the sky, and the entire heaven and earth quickly became a world of light, and the two fiercely entangled figures were also lost in this incomparable ten thousand rays of light in an instant!

Yang Feng's heart jumped sharply, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was still standing in place, just now it was just Nan Ke's dream, and the round thing was still held in his hand, and his palms were a little sweaty.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, stared at the thing again, and suddenly had an idea in his heart: It is better to string this thing with a rope and make a pendant, and enjoy it when you have nothing to do. So he put it away, and then took his hoe and walked home.

He put down his hoe, went back to his cabin, found a red thread, strung it together, and hung it around his neck.

After doing all this, he changed to a new hoe and continued to hoe the potato field.

He was working hard with his hoe, when he suddenly heard someone shouting his name, and when he looked up, it turned out to be his childhood playmates Chow Tai Fook and Xie Fangwu, who were a year older than him and were also from their Yau Ma Xi Village. I saw the two of them wearing white gossip clothes, with dust on their backs, and swords hanging from their waists, as if they were two little Taoist priests.

Yang Feng remembered that they had been taken by a cultivator two years ago and taken to a mountain called Hongmuling to learn the art of cultivation. Now how did they get back?

Yang Feng was both pleased and puzzled: "It's the two of you, where are you going?"

Chow Tai Fook said: "We were ordered by the master to go to Wuji Town to do some business, and we came to see you by the way." Wuji Town is very lively, do you want to open your eyes?"

"What's the use of opening your eyes, you can't be a person like you......" Yang Feng sighed.

"In fact, the most important thing in cultivating is to talk about a fairy fate, if you go with us this time, maybe you will have a fairy fate. Chow Tai Fook smiled.

"Go ahead, the three of us haven't played together in a long time. Xie Fangwu said.

"I'm afraid my mother will blame me......"

"You're thirteen years old, it's time to go out and see the world, your mother won't blame you. Chow Tai Fook said.

"We'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the village—it's a long way, so you'll have to get your mount ready. Xie Fangwu also explained.

After hoeing for half a day, Yang Feng was also tired, and he wanted to follow them to play and relax. So he nodded: "Well, I'll go and lead the mount, you go to the village entrance and wait for me." ”

Chow Tai Fook and Xie Fangwu went to the entrance of the village, and Yang Feng also quietly slipped into his stable and led out a horse.

This is a wild horse he picked up from the foot of Dongshan the year before last, when the horse was sick and dying, he fed it rice soup and corn porridge every day, and carefully cured it. When he retrieved it, it was so thin that its skin was close to the bones, its coat was weedy yellow, and it was about the size of a large yellow dog. It's strange to say, it hasn't changed at all in the past two years, except that its spirit has improved, its coat color is still weed yellow, and its size is still similar to a big yellow dog, and the people in the village call it an old toad, and its eyes are also weird, with obvious contempt and disdain.

However, Yang Feng didn't mind other people's opinions at all, and patted the old toad's head affectionately and said, "Old toad, let's go out to have fun today, you have to be obedient, don't run around, otherwise I won't take you out next time." ”

The old toad shook its head, as if in response, but its eyes were fixed on the pendant that Yang Feng hung around his neck, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes.