In the evening, it was getting darker and colder.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, Anping Village in the distance has gradually been in sight, Xiao Pingzhi's pace at this time is relaxed, and his mood feels much better.

What's going on?

Standing in the middle of the street, Xiao Pingzhi was puzzled, looking at the red and white streets on both sides, and a bad premonition gradually rose in his heart.

Trotting all the way, he found that several streets were very different, and unlike the village of Anping, which he remembered as the end of his life, it was bustling with people, but at this time, it was deserted.

"Iron ...... The Iron Egg is back. ”

On the side of the street, an aunt who was still working hard to sell New Year's goods shouted, looking at Xiao Pingzhi's eyes a little evasive, revealing unbearable.

"Aunt Liu is good. Xiao Pingzhi responded politely.

He shouted to an old man who was leaning against the wall not far away: "Hello Grandpa Zhu, it's almost dark and you're still basking in the sun? ”

"It's you kid back. That old thing, I took the first step a few days ago. You ......" Grandpa Zhu sniffed and didn't speak again.

Xiao Pingzhi looked at Grandpa Wang's house and sure enough, there were white flags and white silk, thinking of the amiable old man before parting, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he stopped in place for a long time.

"Uncle Lin, what's going on in this village, why have so many people died?" Xiao Pingzhi walked and shouted to the middle-aged shopkeeper of a restaurant next to him.

"A few days ago, there was a great plague in the village, and many villagers did not survive it. Fortunately, there were immortals passing by, so it stopped, so there were white flags and white silk hanging in this village. ”

As soon as the shopkeeper surnamed Lin finished speaking, Xiao Ping's heart tightened again, and at the same time, a crisp and pleasant voice came from behind him.

"Is it Brother Tiedan? Brother, you're back. ”

"Dead girl's homework is done, go back quickly!" shopkeeper Lin turned around and scolded in a low voice.

Xiao Pingzhi smiled, then continued to walk forward, waved his hand and smiled: "Sister Qiao'er, I'll play with you another day!"

After he left, Shopkeeper Lin looked at Xiao Pingzhi's back and shook his head gently, while Aunt Liu, who sold New Year's goods, sighed softly.

Xiao Pingzhi walked through the street and saw a mansion with red lanterns hanging high in front of him, he was completely relieved, he stood at the familiar gate, staring at the word Xiao Mansion, and sighed for a long time.

"Maybe being an official to make money and honoring my father and mother is my only way out, and my father and mother probably don't know that I will come back, which is a big surprise. Xiao Pingzhi shook his head and stepped inside.

As soon as you enter the door, a huge stone Xiao wall stands in the middle of the road, and the Xiao wall is carved with dense Fu characters of different sizes.

According to his father, the function of this wall is to prevent lonely souls and wild ghosts from entering, and secondly, to prevent the leakage of wealth in the family, which is an old history that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Behind the Xiao wall, the right side is inhabited by the descendants of the Xiao family, and the left side branch of the Xiao family. Although they are in the same courtyard, there are completely different scenes on both sides, and the contrast is huge.

Different from the attic with carved jade on the right, the scene with a strong New Year's atmosphere, the remnants of the low house on the left side are broken bricks and tiles, and it is deserted and desolate.

Xiao Pingzhi walked on the left side of the path, ignoring the bustle on the right. Although there is no wall between these two different worlds, there is an unwritten rule in the clan, that is, the side branch must not cross the middle line.

Slept so early......

At a glance, he saw the house where he had lived since childhood. But the strange thing is that night is about to fall, and there is no oil lamp in the house.

Bang, bang.

With Xiao Pingzhi's hard knock on the door, it was the low house next door that opened, and at the door of the low house, a sloppy man with an impatient face appeared.

"Who's it! knock knock knock and don't let people sleep!" the sloppy man wrapped himself in a torn quilt, his face showing displeasure.

"Uncle, what about my father?" After all, he is an elder, Xiao Pingzhi's tone was respectful.

"You kid still knows that when you come back, your father and mother are gone!"

"No, what does this mean, Second Uncle?"

"Dead!"

Bang, the huge sound of the door closing was like a thunderclap on a sunny day, and Xiao Pingzhi's brain was blank.

"Dead, dead, daddy, dead? no!

Xiao Pingzhi shouted in disbelief: "There is still a big red lantern hanging at the door, how can my father and mother die!"

"Go and see the graveyard for yourself!, don't argue!" came from the sloppy second uncle's house, and then came an impatient angry roar.

The cultivation of the third layer of psychic suddenly burst out, and Xiao Ping, who was galloping, stumbled all the way, rushing to the desolate cemetery belonging to the side branch of the clan at the fastest speed.

It was two new graves, scented of earth, and the tombstones erected, two rotten planks.

When the familiar name on the tombstone appeared in Xiao Pingzhi's eyes, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his throat was sweet, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and he fell straight down.

For some reason, every Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve, there are always snowflakes in the sky.

Bang bang bang.

Not far away in Anping Village, the night sky is gorgeous, colorful fireworks illuminate the sky flickering, Chinese New Year's Eve, is the day for families to reunite.

Xiao Pingzhi lay in front of the two graves, staring at the night sky with empty eyes, no tears welling up from his eyes, letting the snowflakes fall on his face, day after day, for several days.

When the parents are here, there is still a place to come in life, and when the parents are gone, there is only a way back in life.

One day, a long time later, the sun was dazzling.

Xiao Pingzhi's frozen eyelashes trembled slightly, he got up and knelt on the ground, and after six kowtows towards the two new tombs, he turned around and left, heading towards the Little Spirit Sect that he had already given up cultivating.

When you return, you want to be poor, don't go but lovesick. Everything in the world is helpless, who can know in my heart? In the house of the outer sect, Xiao Pingzhi sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, trying to cultivate again.

It's just that he can't calm down his thoughts, his father's advice before leaving, his mother's loving and concerned eyes keep turning in his mind, and all kinds of past things are vivid.

"Pingzhi, my mother is not here, you can take care of yourself outside. ”

"Stinky boy doesn't make a name for himself, don't come to see me and your mother. ”

I......

I haven't made a name for myself yet, and I don't have the face to go back to see my parents.

The words were still in his ears, and it was not until this moment that Xiao Pingzhi's slightly closed eyes were like tears, and he sobbed silently.

The white horse has passed through the gap, time is not old, and the old is just the mature young child's heart.

When the spring breeze gradually rose two months later, blowing along the ridge of Qilian Mountain through Xiaolingzong and caressing the new shoots of old trees, it was another year of new spring.

Xiao Pingzhi, who pushed open the door of the house, closed his eyes and felt the spring breeze blowing on his face, a little stunned.

Sixteen years old.

"The wishes I once made and the dreams in my heart were like a sparkling crystal. Sweat and tears accompanied me along the way, blocking me from going far away. ”

"And only when I get through the confusion of youth will I become stronger, just like the dead tree that has survived the cold winter, and the new shoots that send out are the hope of future life. ”

In silence, Xiao Pingzhi opened his eyes, and at that moment, there seemed to be a river of stars turning in his eyes, he straightened his blue cloud shirt, and walked towards the crowd in the distance with vigor.

"In a month, the trial for promotion to Inner Sect disciple will begin. ”

"Only disciples above the fifth level of psychic are eligible to participate. ”

"Let's work hard to cultivate, this kind of trial, I don't know who will jump into the dragon gate. ”

"Nonsense, naturally he is the first person in the outer sect, Senior Brother Chu Yunfei of the Psychic Seventh-Layer Realm!"

"I heard that Senior Brother Chu has suppressed the realm for two years, once he enters the Inner Sect, over time, he will definitely surpass Senior Sister Su and Senior Brother Yan and become the first person worthy of the name of my Yunhai Peak!"

"Be quiet, now the number one in the Inner Sect is Senior Brother Shi Hao!"

It turned out to be the trial of the Inner Sect, and I didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the trial in this four-layer realm, it seems that too much time has been wasted, but fortunately, there is still a month to go, Xiao Pingzhi sighed lightly, turned around and left.

But in front of him, a young man in a luxurious blue robe, with long hair and a shawl, was extremely handsome, and he was walking towards him and slowly speaking.

"Don't talk nonsense, Senior Sister Su is a natural talent, Senior Brother Yan asked wholeheartedly, they are all senior brothers and sisters that you and I should respect. The blue-robed young man's voice was soft, and he said indifferently: "As for Senior Brother Shi, it is even more out of reach. ”

It was the first disciple of the outer sect, Chu Yunfei.

Chu Yunfei's appearance immediately caused a riot in the crowd, and there were many female disciples, with beautiful eyes and faces, and countless praises gathered together, making him have a faint trace of pride in his eyes.

"It turns out that he is Chu Yunfei, and I think I, Xiao Pingzhi, also boast that I am not ugly, but it is still a little worse than him, and it really deserves his reputation. ”

After Xiao Pingzhi entered the Outer Sect, he heard people talk about the first person in the Outer Sect many times, and knew a lot of things about this person, it is said that he lost sixteen people in a row when he entered the Outer Sect, which caused a lot of sensation in Yun Haifeng, and he was a powerful genius.

However, Xiao Pingzhi didn't want to waste time on boring flattery, he still had to hurry up and cultivate to the fifth layer realm as soon as possible.

While Chu Yunfei was talking, the two passed by, no one looked at anyone, and when the two were far away, Chu Yunfei glanced back at Xiao Pingzhi's back.

"Interesting. ”

There was no pause along the way, and in the evening, Xiao Pingzhi appeared in the deep mountains of Yunhai Peak.

This is the cave where he hid from Chen Wen's pursuit at the beginning, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Xiao Pingzhi immediately manipulated the immortal sword and pointed forward, he was very curious, how much power the psychic fourth layer he arrived at a month ago could release.

As the black mangs flashed, the loud sound of the violent explosion spread throughout the valley, and the trees in front of them collapsed, igniting a raging fire.

"It's not a small power, but there is no discipline. ”

"You can't just release all the spiritual power of your body as soon as you are against someone, there is no exercise, it's really sad. ”

"Giggles. ”

"I also blame myself, ten spirit stones can be exchanged for an exercise in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but I missed eight or nine Dan meetings. ”

"Cluck, cluck. ”

"If you want to make it up, you have to wait 10 months. No, I'll have to find a way to earn some spirit stones!"

"Right now, I have to practice to the fifth level of psychic in one go, and I have to participate in the inner sect trial. ”

"Giggle, da. ”

Xiao Pingzhi, who was full of sorrow, slaughtered a wild pheasant who kept screaming and noisy, and after some cleaning and roasting, he feasted on it, and kept muttering in his mouth.

"Makes you giggle. ”

After the chicken was full, Xiao Pingzhi turned around and looked at the eggs in the grass nest in the cave and was stunned, and then looked at the chicken feathers on the ground, blushing a little.

"Sin, sin, sin. ”

That night, accompanied by the eggs that were being roasted on the stone slab, the firm boy began his inhumane practice again.