"But I don't have anything. Yang Tianke looked at his tattered clothes and said.

"Don't you have a pancake in your bosom? I've been hungry all day. Hey, people can't stand hunger when they're old!" As he spoke, Lao Dao's stomach cooed a few times.

Yang Tianke touched the only cooking cake in his arms and said, "But this is what I kept to eat when I was hungry."

"Then you can't bear to watch my old man starve?" said Lao Dao, whose stomach screamed even louder, as if protesting that Xiao Tian did not care for the old man.

"Then if you're really hungry, you can eat first, I'll look for it later" Yang Tianke took out the cooking cake in his arms and reluctantly handed it to Lao Dao.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, took the cookcake and took a bite of it.

Yang Tianke raised his hand slightly, and wanted to say something with a "cough" in his mouth, but he couldn't say it after all, but his stomach also growled a few times at this time.

"What's the matter, you're hungry too?" said Lao Dao, looking at Yang Tianke while eating.

Yang Tianke's face was full of helplessness, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Watching Lao Dao finish eating the last bite of the cookcake, a trace of despair flashed in Yang Tianke's eyes.

After eating the cooking cakes, Lao Dao clapped his hands, looked at Xiao Tian with a desperate face, and said with a sly smile: "Since you are also hungry, then try this!" Lao Dao said, and actually took out a chicken leg from the cloth bag beside him.

"Ah!?Why do you have chicken legs?" Yang Tianke's desperate eyes suddenly glowed.

"What's the matter? only monks are allowed to kill, and my old man is not allowed to drink wine and eat meat?" said the old man with disdain.

Yang Tianke snatched the chicken leg and was not polite, and bit it down with a fierce bite, filling his mouth like revenge. He hadn't tasted meat for a long time, and besides, it was obvious that he had just been tricked by this old cow's nose, and he wasn't ready to leave another bite for this cow's nose.

Looking at Xiao Tian's eating appearance, Lao Dao smiled and said, "It's easy for you to go to Lingxiao Mountain, but even if I take you there, you won't be able to find Yuxiao Gate." ”

Yang Tianke raised his cheeks, which were bulging from stuffing his mouth with chicken, and looked at Lao Dao suspiciously, but he couldn't ask because his mouth was stuffed with meat.

Lao Dao obviously understood what he meant, and continued: "That Lingxiao Mountain, the mountain is 8,000 feet high, and there are cliffs as smooth as knives on all sides, even if you go, how can you enter the mountain?

Yang Tianke was in a hurry when he heard this, and swallowed his mouth full of meat with great effort: "Then what should I do? I must find the head of Shangqing." ”

Lao Dao didn't speak, just squinted his eyes, stroked his beard and smiled.

Looking at the smile of the old Taoist "annihilation", Yang Tianke immediately understood that this bull's nose must have a way to find Yuxiao Gate. It's just that he always feels that there is some conspiracy here, but now he can't control that much, and he is not afraid of him alone, and although this bull's nose is slippery, he doesn't look like a bad person, so he said: "You must have a way, tell me quickly!"

Lao Dao sat up and said: "There is a way, I know the art of flying, and I can fly into the Lingxiao Mountain with you, but"

"But what?" Yang Tianke said urgently.

"But why should I help you?"

Yang Tianke was stunned when he heard this. That is, why should people help themselves? You can't just ask someone else to send you to Yuxiao Gate just because of a cooking cake? Besides, this old way also gave yourself a chicken leg.

Speechless for a while, Yang Tianke stood there in a daze, still pinching and eating the remaining half of the chicken leg in his hand, and he didn't have the heart to eat it at this time. Listening to the old way, Lingxiao Mountain can only enter if he flies, and how many people can he meet in this world who can fly and are willing to take him in?

When Yang Tianke was hesitating to himself, the old Taoist fiddled with the corners of his sleeves and said, "It's a pity, my flying technique is only passed on to my apprentices, otherwise I can teach you, and at that time, you can fly in to find the Yuxiao Gate." ”

Yang Tianke's head flashed, and he immediately understood the meaning of the old way, so he stepped forward and said, "Ask the Taoist to accept me as a disciple!"

Lao Dao stood up abruptly when he heard this, and said excitedly after the trick was successful: "Boy! This is your willingness, I didn't force you! Haha, after nearly a hundred years, I can finally be free!"

Looking at the old Taoist excitedly almost dancing, Yang Tianke's face was inexplicable, in his mind, this master-apprentice relationship is like the relationship between the master and the student in the private school, very plain, why is this old Taoist so excited? He knew that from this moment on, there was already an invisible burden on his body, and his fate had quietly changed at this moment, and it was linked to all things in this world.

"Boy, hurry up and kowtow to the master!" the old Taoist urged, as if he was afraid that Yang Tianke would change his attention for a while.

Yang Tianke did not hesitate, knelt on the ground in response, and said, "Master is above, be worshiped by the disciple!" He kowtowed three times as he said "knock, knock, knock" -- he had already done this when he knew how to read, and he was very familiar with it at this time.

"Yes, yes, get up. Lao Dao stepped forward to help Yang Tianke and said: "From now on, you are the fifth-generation disciple of my Luoyun Sect, and this sect is located in the Lingxiao Mountain, and the name of the teacher is Yi Feng, and he is known as the 'Crazy Wanderer'." ”

"This sect is also in Lingxiao Mountain? Then we are the main sect? How many senior brothers do I have? Master, your name is also very elegant!" Yang Tianke is not a sycophant, he is really excited, he has always thought that the people living in Lingxiao Mountain are all immortals.

"Ahem, I'll tell you when I get back to this sect, if I'm not mistaken, you should be fifteen years old this year, right?" Yi Feng hurriedly changed the subject. Joke, how could Yang Tianke know that the sect he had just entered was just a person a moment ago!

"Yes, Master, how do you know?" said Yang Tianke.

"Don't you see my signboard?" Yi Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Now hurry up and pack up your things and take you to hunt demons for the teacher." ”

Yi Feng's things were very simple: a white cloth signboard, a blue cloth satchel that he didn't know what it contained, and then the wine gourd that he never left in his hand.

Yang Tianke was extremely excited at this time, packed up his things in three or two clicks, picked up his satchel, and followed behind Yi Feng with a white cloth signboard.

But what happened next swept away his previous excitement......