On the second day after Mr. Zhang met the immortals, a dark-skinned and honest-looking young man came to the small county town.

His name is Yan Hao.

It has been nearly half a month since he left home, this trip, he wants to go to the Qingxuan Immortal Gate to worship and become an immortal, but now there are still hundreds of miles away from the Qingxuan Sect, but he has spent all the money on his body, and he has not eaten for most of the day.

The figure staggered and struggled to the east side of the street, Yan Hao stopped when passing by a steamed bun shop, smelling the tempting fragrance, his saliva was almost about to flow out, and at this time, there was a gurgling sound in his abdomen, but he immediately touched the empty pocket, bit his lower lip, and showed bitterness, he had no money to buy food.

looked at it a few more times eagerly, and in the end, Yan Hao still chose to leave, he thought about helping others work for a meal, but unfortunately, along the way, no one was willing to hire him to do this clumsy little work.

Yan Hao was born in a carpenter family, inherited his father's craftsmanship, and was very handy in woodworking, but he was very rusty in doing other jobs, and he was not at all profitable.

Before leaving the bun shop, Yan Hao walked out of the city, but before he had gone far, his footsteps slowed down, he was so hungry that his body was very weak, and finally, he finally collapsed in front of a dilapidated tavern, unconscious.

After the hour of half a day has passed.

When he woke up, Yan Hao found himself lying on a wooden bed, turned his head to look, and a strange teenager was sitting at the head of his bed, smiling at the moment, looking at himself, wringing out a hot towel and handing it over.

"Awake?"

"Thank you benefactor for saving my life......" Hearing this, Yan Hao was slightly stunned and sat up slowly, but then he seemed to notice something, and he was stunned again, and immediately looked at the strange young man in front of him, and said with great gratitude.

He didn't feel hungry or weak, and it seemed that after falling unconscious, it was the strange boy who saved him, not only took care of him, but also fed him something to eat.

It's a lifesaver!

Looking at the hot towel handed over by the strange boy, Yan Hao pursed his lips, took it gratefully, and after wiping his face, he suddenly felt that the whole person was much more energetic.

"Dare to ask the benefactor's surname?" Immediately, Yan Hao stepped down from the wooden bed, looked at the strange young man, and said respectfully.

"Hehe, the benefactor is too awkward, my name is Yi Chen, you can call me by my name, in addition, the person who saved you is actually Grandpa Zhang, not me. Yi Chen shook his head and smiled, said slowly, and after speaking, he took back the hot towel in Yan Hao's hand, put it in the wooden basin on the side, carefully scrubbed it and dried it on the edge of the wooden basin.

"Thank you, Brother Yi. Yan Hao said gratefully, he had encountered too many indifferent white eyes along the way, which made him bitter, but he didn't expect to meet such a kind person.

He didn't know who Grandpa Zhang Yi Chen was talking about, but even if he didn't save him, it was obviously not easy to take care of a comatose person, and Yi Chen must have been tired.

"Hmm. Yi Chen smiled and nodded, but then his face showed a little curiosity, and after pursing his lips, he looked at Yan Hao and asked.

"Why are you faint on the street hungry?"

"My family lives in the mountains, a little far from here, it takes almost half a month to get there, and the money I brought with me has been used up, so I haven't eaten for most of the day......" Hearing this, Yan Hao's eyes were slightly sluggish, and he replied in a low voice, but then, his expression was a little gloomy, and then he sat on the bed and buried his head in his knees.

"Then why did you come so far to come here?" Yi Chen said again, his eyes showing puzzlement.

"I want to worship Qingxuanzong!" Hearing this, Yan Hao raised his head, his eyes showed unprecedented firmness, and he said solemnly.

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, just yesterday, Old Man Zhang had talked to him about whether to worship Qingxuanzong, but he refused.

"Do you want to be an immortal?" Yi Chen was a little silent, and then pursed his lips and said, he saw the immortal with his own eyes yesterday, soaring through the clouds and mist, appearing out of thin air, it was magical, and he was also very eager for it, but for some reasons, he finally chose to give up.

"I don't want to be an immortal...... But, I have to become an immortal!" Yan Hao shook his head gloomily, but then, his eyes suddenly crossed sharply, as if there was a monstrous hatred and anger flashing, and his fists gradually clenched, and he said extremely firmly.

If he could, he just wanted to be a carpenter and live his life in peace, but the reality was cruel!

"Brother Yi, this favor will be reported in the future, I must go to Qingxuanzong now, so I will leave!"

"Why are you hungry?" Yi Chen asked, pursing his lips.

"My family lives in the mountains, it's a bit far from here, it takes half a month to get there, and the money I brought on me ran out on the road two days ago, so I haven't eaten for the past two days......" Yan Hao replied in a low voice, looking at the jumping flames in front of him, as if he remembered something, his expression was a little gloomy, and then he buried his head in his knees.

Yi Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he heard a cry, although it was slight, but it clearly fell into his ears because of the silence in the stone house.

"My house was set on fire a month ago, and it burned to the ground, and there was nothing left... My father and my mother are both dead......" The voice accompanied by uncontrollable sobs came into Yi Chen's ears, making his brows furrow slightly, he didn't know that Yan Hao had suffered such a tragic accident, and at the same time, his heart was also a little touched, his father and mother were also not in this world.

"Mourn, let's ......" patted Yan Hao's shoulder, Yi Chen sighed softly, he didn't say much, the experiences of the two were somewhat similar, but his father and mother had passed away one after another long before he became sensible, so he didn't feel much about that kind of family affection, and maybe he couldn't understand the pain of this kind of dearest person dying in front of his eyes. Yi Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he heard a cry, although it was slight, but it fell into his ears clearly because of the silence in the room.

"My house was set on fire a month ago, and it burned to the ground, and there was nothing left... My father and my mother are both dead......" The voice accompanied by uncontrollable sobs came into Yi Chen's ears, making his brows furrow slightly, he didn't know that Yan Hao had suffered such a tragic accident, and at the same time, his heart was also a little touched, his father and mother were also not in this world.

"Mourn, let's ......" patted Yan Hao's shoulder, Yi Chen sighed softly, he was not good