A mountain range that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, like a giant dragon coiling over the earth, it is known as the Broken Cloud Mountain Range by the world. The Broken Cloud Mountain Range is not very huge in this world, but no one in the world will ignore its existence.

The mountains and forests around the Broken Cloud Mountains are dotted with small scattered villages, most of which depend on hunting for their livelihood. On the eastern forest bank in the middle of the Broken Cloud Mountains, there is a small village with only a few dozen households, called Zhangjia Village.

Late at night, a cough came from an ordinary thatched hut in Zhangjia Village, outside the house was an ordinary small courtyard, surrounded by thick grass growing on the mud wall, and there was a well in the southeast of the courtyard, and a young man with beautiful eyebrows was standing by the well staring intently at the starry sky.

At this moment, a gray rat poked its fat head out of the hole in the corner of the wall, and glanced in one direction carelessly with two small eyes.

After a while, the gray squirrel saw that the figure by the well was still looking up at the starry sky, and did not notice himself, so he swaggered out of the hole. As it passed the boy, it turned its head to look at him with a calm expression, as if it had been repeated countless times.

Tuk, tuk.

At this moment, an old man on crutches, an old pipe hanging from his chest, and a little hunched back came out of the house.

"Yun'er, it's late at night, let's go into the house and sleep!" the old man walked up to the young man, stroked his goatee, and said with a doting face.

"Grandpa, Brother Yunqing is here today. The boy still looked up at the starry sky and said something that he couldn't understand.

This young man's name is Jing Yun, and he is the child sent from the depths of the Broken Cloud Mountain Range, which is beyond the reach of mortals three years ago.

That year, Zhang Laohan was newly mourned, and he was indulging in the pain of eternal separation between heaven and man and could not let go, at this time, a fairy-like Taoist aunt held the two-and-a-half-year-old Jingyun and sent it to the childless Zhang Laohan's house under his knees, and it was this child who gave him hope to continue to live.

"Did Immortal Yun Qingxian tell you a lot of stories again?" Zhang Laohan touched Jingyun's hair dotingly and said with a smile.

"Well, my brother also told me that the Immortal Sect will hold a triennial apprenticeship ceremony in a few months, and it will be very busy in the future, and he may not come to see Yun'er. Jing Yun turned his head, and his little face, slightly blue from the somewhat cold night wind, was full of loss.

"When the immortal chief is done, he will naturally come to see Yun'er, Yun'er must be sensible. Zhang Laohan comforted.

"Today I told my brother that Yun'er also wanted to participate, but my brother said that I had no fate with the Immortal Sect and didn't let me go. But Yun'er really wants to be able to fly like her brother and protect the village from being bullied by fierce beasts. Jing Yun lowered his head and gently kicked the edge of the well, and said with some grievances.

"Child, although the people in the village have been favored by the Shangqing Immortal Sect for hundreds of generations, no one has ever worshiped the Immortal Sect, which shows the difficulty. Learn to hunt with your village chief uncle another day, and you can also protect the village. Zhang Laohan said kindly.

"By the way, grandpa, my brother also told me that the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow when the sword sect accepts apprentices, and he said that I can go there to try it, saying that the standard of accepting apprentices is low, and after the swordsmanship is completed, I can come back to protect the village. Jing Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered the words of Daoist Yun Qing today, and he was quite excited.

Jingyun took Zhang Laohan's arm with both hands and coquettishly said to him, "Grandpa, take me to the city the day after tomorrow, can you try it?"

"Okay, okay! Don't shake it, grandpa's old bones are about to fall apart. A man should learn some skills, since you want to go, grandpa supports you. But apprenticeship will be very hard and tiring, and if you can't persevere, and you'll be sent home crying and crying, it will be a shame!"

"Hmph, I won't cry and be sent back!" Jing Yun shook off Zhang Laohan's arm and pouted unhappily.

"Hehe!" Zhang Laohan smiled happily, but his eyes were a little dim.

"I'm going to learn from a teacher!" I'm going to learn from a teacher!" One moment he was still a little angry, but the next moment Jing Yun was running and shouting happily in the yard, so frightened that the gray squirrel who was stealing something on the side "squeaked" and rushed into the hole in the corner.

After a while, he poked his head out again, and rolled his two eyes upward, giving the boy a blank look, as if to say that you had taken the wrong medicine today.

After a while, Zhang Laohan saw that Jing Yun was crazy, walked up to him and scratched his little nose and said, "It's late, go to sleep, otherwise grandpa won't take you there!"

"Grandpa, I'll go to sleep now. Jing Yun wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hands, wrinkled his little nose, and hurriedly ran back to the house.

The next day at noon.

Zhang Laohan went out after lunch, and Jingyun was sitting in the courtyard writing as usual, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"The door is not tethered. "

"Squeak!" I saw a little girl of about five or six years old who had a pigtail on her head, eyelashes far longer than her peers, a pair of bright big eyes, and a short white dress embroidered with plum blossoms, like a porcelain doll.

"Brother Yun'er, I heard Grandpa Zhang say, are you going to the city tomorrow to learn art?" The little girl walked up to Jing Yun and looked at him with those big innocent eyes.

Jing Yun put down the old brush in his hand, looked up at the little girl and said, "Yes, grandpa has promised to take me to the Sword Gate tomorrow to learn swordsmanship." Sister Yifang, what are you asking for?"

"Brother Yun'er, I also want to go with you to learn art and protect the village in the future. Zhang Yifang clenched her little fist and said timidly.

"Protecting the village is our man's business, you girls should learn embroidery and cooking with your aunt, what kind of martial arts should you learn? Besides, the village chief's uncle will definitely be reluctant to let you go, so you can stay in the village and wait for my brother and me to return from studying art, and then catch a snow deer for you as a mount." Jingyun stood up, straightened his small chest and pretended to be old.

"The fourth aunt is a girl, every time she goes into the mountains to hunt, the men in the village don't fight as much as her. Zhang Yifang retorted.

"Fourth aunt, that's..."

"Hee-hee, okay, I won't tease you! My dad also agreed, let me go with you tomorrow. My father also said, then what kind of door is very strict with disciples, and you may not be able to worship it when the time comes! I'm here, just to tell you, my mother is packing up my things, so I'll go back first. A hint of cunning flashed in Zhang Yifang's eyes, and then he ran out proudly humming a little song.

"People won't take you. Jing Yun said angrily, but whether Zhang Yifang heard it or not, I don't know

Zhang Laohan came back in the evening on crutches, and when he opened the door, he saw Jing Yun sitting in the room holding his little face in his hand in a daze.

"Child, what do you want?" Zhang Laohan walked to the chair next to the table and sat down.

"Tomorrow Yun'er will go to learn art and may not come back for a long time, Yun'er is reluctant to grandpa. Jing Yun raised his head and looked at Zhang Laohan with big misty eyes.

"Silly boy, it's not like I won't see you again in the future. When you enter the Sword Gate, you will learn your skills hard, and grandpa is still waiting for you to come back, go into the mountains and catch a few white-eyed tigers for us to show the door!" Zhang Laohan looked at the little face that was crying, and said half-jokingly.

"Okay, when the time comes, catch a few more three-eyed snakes for grandpa, peel them and boil porridge to drink. I heard that the bear paw is very replenished, and when the time comes, I will catch the bear king in the mountain and give it to my grandfather to make up for his body. After Jing Yun heard Zhang Laohan's words, he waved his little hand and looked quite happy.

"The grandfather who said it is greedy, so when the time comes, grab a few more and eat them. Zhang Laohan said while taking out a fire fold and lighting the lamp on the table.

"Hmm!" Jing Yun nodded heavily, as if promised.

Zhang Laohan took out the pipe hanging on his body, lit it and took two puffs, as if he remembered something, stood up and walked to the side of the bed with a cane, lifted the quilt on the bed, and carefully took out a red cloth bag from the dark pavilion in the bed board.

He walked over to the table and sat down again, leaned his cane against the table, and carefully opened the red cloth bag.

Jing Yun lay on the table, looked at the ordinary wooden box on the table curiously and asked, "Grandpa, what is in this box?"

Zhang Laohan didn't answer, and opened the box used by ordinary people to hold jewelry, only to see that it contained a piece of white jade that was as round as an egg, and the middle of the jade was strung with a red rope.

"Child, this piece of jade should be put away, but don't lose it. Zhang Laohan picked up the jade and hung it around his neck, and said solemnly.

"Got it, I'll keep it, grandpa!" Jing Yun took the white jade on his chest and looked at it again, and saw that it was an ordinary piece of jade, thinking that it was left by his grandfather as a souvenir, so he didn't care anymore.