Outside the village of Big Tree, a secluded place.

Yan Yue sat cross-legged on a boulder, guiding the aura of heaven and earth and injecting the spiritual light above his head.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his head, and a voice came into his ears, "Aren't you unable to turn on the light, why are you hiding here every day to cultivate?"

Yan Yue followed the prestige, and saw a young man of fifteen or sixteen on the big tree behind him, with unkempt hair and wild fruits in his mouth.

"How do you know that I come here every day to cultivate?"

Yan Yue failed to open the light twice, although on the surface he didn't care, and he said that he wouldn't cultivate anymore, but in fact, he hid in the shadows alone and continued to try to inject spirits.

"Master, I take a nap here every day, of course I can see it," the young man said and beckoned to Yan Yue, "Come, come up to the tree." ”

Two months ago, there were seven people who successfully enlightened the spirit, and one of them was not allowed by the villagers to follow Ji Boyan to practice, and this young man was this person.

His parents died of illness when he was a child, and he was raised by the villagers, but he neglected to discipline him, and when he grew up, he was already known as "Wang Popi".

As soon as Yan Yue saw this person, he wanted to get up and leave, but since he had been invited by good words, he couldn't shirk it, so he climbed up the tree and asked pretending not to know: "Why don't they let you learn the cultivation method after enlightenment from that Ji Shangxian." ”

"Didn't you trample on a few wheat plants in the field of Lao Huangpi's house, what a big deal? Wang Popi seemed to be full of care, "You haven't answered my question yet, since you can't open the light, why are you still cultivating the method of injecting spirits?"

Yan Yue hesitated for a moment, then said, "The more God won't let me cultivate, the more I have to cultivate!"

Wang Popi laughed, "To my liking! Yes, the more they don't let me become a cultivator, the more I have to become a cultivator!"

The two didn't have much friendship before, but at this time, because of their similar experiences, they can talk about it.

After some idle talk, Wang Popi suddenly said casually: "How do you cultivate after the light, you can talk to me." ”

"Ahh Yan Yue knew that Wang Popi was a person, and he could talk to him about it, but he would never talk to him about the cultivation method after the enlightenment.

"Didn't you follow that Ji Shangxian and study for a month, and you didn't tell me about such a trivial matter, so you don't talk about brotherly righteousness?" Wang Popi's tone changed and became vicious.

Yan Yue still pretended to be confused, "I didn't succeed in opening the consecration myself, how could I have the heart to listen to him say the cultivation method after the consecration." ”

Wang Popi and Yan Yue looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly said with a smile: "Do you know why these people in the village don't like you?"

Yan Yue saw his strange expression and asked, "Why?"

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps under the big tree, and saw a yellow-faced man walking towards this side with a farm tool on his back, and then passed under the big tree and disappeared in another direction.

After the yellow-faced man walked away, Wang Popi stared at the direction where he disappeared, and said secretly in his heart, old thing, ruin my future, you wait for me!

Yan Yue continued to ask the question just now.

"That's because you're unproductive, and you have to remember that only when you become a productive person will others recognize you. Wang Popi stared ahead, with a fierce light in his eyes, and said to himself.

Late that night, Yan Yue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing the method of injecting spirits, and suddenly heard the hurried voice of He Gengnong in the courtyard, "Shaoyuan, something happened, something happened to the old Huangpi family!"

Yan Shaoyuan's voice sounded, "What's the matter, what's going on at night?"

Yan Yue heard the conversation between the two, hurriedly got up from the bed, crept behind the door, and pricked up his ears to listen.

I only heard He Gengnong's words, "The old yellow skin's head has been beaten and bleeding! Come with me to have a look." ”

Usually, when there is anything in the village, He Gengnong first finds a few people who have ideas to discuss together, and Yan Shaoyuan is one of them.

Yan Shaoyuan was reading at night, and he was busy going with He Gengnong.

Yan Yue secretly said in his heart, could it be that Wang Popi did it? After following the two of them, he went to check the situation, but found that the door had been locked from the outside.

This night, Yan Yue looked through the window and saw the firelight flickering outside, the dog barking again and again, and Yan Shaoyuan did not return all night.

In the early morning of the second day, the villagers gathered in the open space in the village, Yan Yue was in the crowd, and saw a person in front of the crowd who was tied up with five flowers and knelt on the ground, it was Wang Popi.

He Gengnong held a piece of paper in his hand and read aloud: "Villager Wang Liujin, his parents died of illness when he was a child, and he was raised by the villagers of this village, but he didn't think about reciprocating when he grew up, but did nothing in the village all day long. Yesterday, he tried to commit murder and hurt people, and this behavior is no different from that of a beast, and this person is ungrateful and forgetful......"

The villagers responded one after another, and the crowd was excited.

He Gengnong continued: "Fortunately, the victim is fine, yesterday, the villagers discussed overnight and decided to expel this person from the village to set an example. ”

After he finished speaking, two strong men untied Wang Popi and immediately expelled him from the village.

Wang Popi was driven out of the village by the crowd, turned around and said viciously: "You people wait for me! I will make you pay the price!"

Ji Boyan was also in the crowd, he sneered, his eyes narrowed slightly, "In front of me, dare to be presumptuous?" As he spoke, a cluster of flames appeared out of thin air on his right index finger.

"Immortal...... Immortal Law!" Seeing this, Wang Popi was shocked and fled in a hurry outside the village.

Yan Yue returned home.

I saw that Yan Shaoyuan seemed to have an injury on his hand and was bandaging the wound, so he couldn't help but ask with concern.

It turned out that after Wang Popi injured Lao Huangpi last night, he fled outside the village, and when He Gengnong summoned Xiangyong and searched for him, Yan Shaoyuan was slightly injured.

"Skin trauma, don't get in the way" Yan Shaoyuan saw that Yan Yue's concern was overflowing, his heart warmed, and he said earnestly, "Ah Yue, you must become a cultivator!"

Yan Shaoyuan mentioned this matter again, Yan Yue couldn't help but be upset, but he still said patiently: "I have been cultivating the method of injecting spirits every day for more than two months, but I still can't open the light, and I can't help it." ”

Yan Shaoyuan has heard a little about the things of Zhuling and Kaiguang, others can do it for half a month at most, but his son works several times harder than others, but he can't do it for two consecutive months. He sighed and said no more.

But he still didn't give up, and often went to find Ji Boyan and asked him about Yan Yue's inability to open the light.

"Ji Shangxian, my child can't open the light, could it be because he is a year later than others?"

Yan Shaoyuan forgot to let Yan Yue participate in Kailing last year, and when he thought about it, he felt guilty.

Ji Boyan said: "It doesn't matter. ”

Yan Shaoyuan asked again: "Ji Shangxian, you say, could it be that this kid made a mistake in the cultivation method of injecting spirits." ”

Ji Boyan was helpless, and compared the method of injecting spirits with Yan Yue, and found that he was not mistaken.

After a while, Yan Shaoyuan went to him again and asked him to help Yan Yue open the light again, but this time it was still unsuccessful.

In the village, Ji Boyan only spends more than a month every year teaching the young man the cultivation method after enlightenment, and the rest of the time is very free. But in the past few days, Yan Shaoyuan has come every day, so that his comfortable life has been disturbed by Yan Shaoyuan, and when he was impatient, he said: "Your child can find the spiritual light by himself, and he can also find the method of injecting the spirit by himself, hey, maybe one day, he will succeed in opening the light by himself." ”

Yan Shaoyuan didn't go to Ji Boyan again after that, pacing around the house every day, fidgeting and restless.

Yan Yue couldn't help but wonder in his heart, he hadn't seen him care so much before, could I become a cultivator, what's wrong?

Yan Yue thought of the matter that day, the white-haired old immortal and Yan Shaoyuan had a secret conversation, and asked, "What did that old immortal tell you that day?"

Yan Shaoyuan said: "It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it." He seemed reluctant to say more about it.

When Yan Yue saw Yan Shaoyuan's expression, he became more curious, thought for a while, and said tentatively: "What he told you, you tell me, I may be able to find out the reason why I can't open the light." ”

"It has nothing to do with whether you can open the light" Yan Shaoyuan saw that Yan Yue had a tendency to ask for clarification, so he said again, "That old immortal, said that your health is too poor, and I want you to exercise more!"

Yan Yue rolled his eyes and stopped asking.

Late at night, the lights in Yan Yue's house were still not extinguished.

Under the light, Yan Shaoyuan held a book in his hand and read it at night. But every time he turned a few pages, he was stunned for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and he couldn't read the book.

"The exam is coming, but I don't want to study......" Yan Shaoyuan sighed, stood up, walked lightly to Yan Yue's room, looked in through the crack in the door, and saw that Yan Yue had not fallen asleep, but was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"This kid!" Yan Shaoyuan laughed and scolded in his heart, but then sighed, picked up the gourd placed in the house, walked lightly outside the house, and looked up at the night sky where the stars kept twinkling.

"That old immortal is an elder of the Yunyang Sect, not a charlatan, and he will not tell lies to fool people. But Ah Yue, this kid can't be enlightened, and he can't become a cultivator. But I can't just watch like that!"

Yan Shaoyuan was bored in his heart, picked up the gourd, pulled out the cork, and raised his head to drink.

"Even an immortal like Lao Shangxian said that there is no way, Huanxi, what do you think I should do?"

Yan Shaoyuan was talking to himself, his eyes were unfocused, and after taking a sip of wine, he inadvertently looked at the gourd, and then his eyes gradually became bright.

He stood in place, looking at the gourd in his hand for a long time, and then made a major decision in his heart.

"What? You are going to go far away, are you going to catch the exam?" Yan Yue suddenly received the news that Yan Shaoyuan was going to go far away.

"I told your uncle, and you will live with your uncle in the future" Yan Shaoyuan did not directly answer Yan Yue's question, "By the way, remember to keep that gourd!"

After speaking, he smiled slightly, patted Yan Yue on the shoulder, put the package on his back, and went out of the door.

Yan Yue looked at his father's distant back, and after standing for a long time, a touch of self-deprecation gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since Yan Shaoyuan went far away, Yan Yue has lived in He Geng's farmer's house.

He Gengnong gave Yan Yue a separate room, a comfortable bed, and a brand new bedding, which was much more comfortable than the hard wooden bed in Yan Yue's house.

It was late at night, Yan Yue sat on the bed with his knees crossed, looking at the starry sky outside the window.

The stars flickered and flickered like candles blown by the wind, flickering non-stop, making this lonely night sky seem to have a little more color.