The black flying rabbit walks, alternating between cold and summer, for thousands of years.

Thousands of years of vicissitudes, the world changes.

In the present world, the way of heaven is prosperous, and the demons retreat.

In the past thousand years, the biggest thing that has happened on the Jiuhua Continent is that someone inadvertently opened the teleportation array to the Immortal Trace Continent, and this undoubtedly subverted the world's cognition.

The vast universe, the land of Jiuhua is less than a drop in the ocean.

Before the teleportation array was opened, everyone on the Jiuhua Continent, including the cultivators, lived in their own small world, and knew almost nothing about the outside world, but the opening of the teleportation array let the ignorant Jiuhua people know that in the extreme north of the continent, beyond the boundless ghost (yu) ancient forest, there was also a fairy continent, and even, the fairy continent was just like Jiuhua, just a speck of dust in the Eight Desolations...... (Note: Ghost Snake, a collective term for ghosts and monsters.) )

It's a pity that the person who opened the teleportation array returned after more than half a year after entering, and used his life's mana to tear up the spell that opened the teleportation array, leaving a jade slip and then disappearing, but there was only one sentence in the jade slip:

"The fairy outside the square, don't get close to the living!"

This Immortal Continent got its name from this.

The people who have a lot of things in the younger generations tried their best to find the torn spell and want to get a glimpse of the true face of the Immortal Continent, but after all, they found nothing, and the matter only stopped after hundreds of years of boiling trouble in Jiuhua.

Now, in Jiuhua, a rare and pure land in the Eight Desolations, large and small cultivation sects and scattered cultivation families have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, but these forces are more or less attached to more than a dozen top sects in the cultivation world.

Yuxiaomen is naturally the most influential of them.

Today's Yuxiao Gate is already a great sect of cultivation with 3,000 people, occupying all the Tianji Peak, Tianxuan Peak, Tianquan Peak, Yuheng Peak, Yaoguang Peak and Kaiyang Peak except for Luoyun Peak. The master of the door is like a cloud, and the current head of the Qingdao Daoist is even more immortal, and it is rumored that he is already a half-step immortal cultivator, and he sits firmly in the position of the fourth generation of the head of the sect with the ability of Tianzun.

At this time, although the Luoyun Gate has been passed down for four generations, it is still a single lineage, and the current head and "miscellaneous servant" is Yi Feng, who is known as the "crazy wanderer". It is rumored that this person behaved obediently, and he took wine as a pleasure all day long, traveled all over the world, and relied on catching some little monsters and monsters, telling fortunes and watching feng shui for people in exchange for wine, and some people in the cultivation world were even ashamed of this person.

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There is a small town called Yaogang in the place where the wild land of Mobei borders the fertile soil of the Central Plains.

At this time, although it was the end of winter, the faint residual snow still shrouded the town in a layer of desolation within a hundred miles of the town.

Ten miles north of the town, in Yangjiazhuang, in front of a dilapidated grass shed......

"Little bastard~seed!, take it and wash it for your mother!" said the two women dressed as maids threw a stack of clothes in their hands to a little boy in ragged clothes about eleven or twelve years old in front of them.

The boy picked up the clothes that fell all over the ground, his immature face was obviously missing the innocence, he slowly raised his head, and a trace of vicissitudes that he should not have at this age flashed in his eyes, and said: "Two sisters, this doesn't seem to be the clothes of the eldest mother and the two brothers, why do you want to bring them?"

Among the two maids, a woman with hemorrhoids in the corners of her eyes and a charming face picked up one of the clothes with a red background and a hundred flowers belly pocket, and said with a cheap smile: "This is our sister's clothes, what's the matter?

The boy gritted his teeth, as if he was holding back something, and said slowly: "Since it is the second sister's, I will wash it, but the tired sister will pass on the word to the eldest brother, the mother has been ill for a long time due to overwork, please give me some medicinal stones for the love of the first brother, so that I can heal my mother and continue to serve the Yang family." ”

The maid with moles in the corners of her eyes laughed again, and said: "Don't be delusional, the eldest young master will care about the life and death of your mother and son? ”

The boy who was originally submissive suddenly had a layer of anger in his eyes, and there was a fierceness in his immature voice that could not be ignored, and said: "You can scold me, but if you dare to insult my mother again, I will die with my two sisters even though I am young!"

A breath of death emanated from the twelve-year-old child, and the maid who spoke stood still, unable to speak for a moment!

"Sister Xiaoyu, what do you have to say to this little and little bastard~? Let's go, we're busy with ours!" The other pulled the stunned maid and turned away, and they didn't even dare to look in the direction of the child.

Looking at the two maids in the distance, the boy sighed, gathered away the clothes scattered under his feet, and walked to the grass shed next to him.

The boy's name is Yang Tianke, although he is ragged and has a yellow face and thin muscles, but his identity is the third young master of Yangjiazhuang, the richest man in Yaogang Town!

Maybe it was because the owner of the old village was old and frail, and Yang Tianke almost died when he was born, at that time, Yang's mother knelt and begged the sky like crazy, and her mouth was full of nonsense: "Heaven is pitiful, God is pitiful to see ......". It's also strange to say that when Yang's mother almost cried dry tears, Yang Tianke didn't heal himself, and the old owner of Yang Zhuang felt it, so he gave the child the name "Tianke".

When the old owner Yang was alive, although Yang Tianke's mother and son were not well received, they had a trace of guilt and pity from the owner, but they also lived in a red brick house, without worrying about food and clothing, and also set a family affair for Yang Tianke, and no one in Hezhuang dared to say some foul words to their mother and son in person.

But the good times did not last long, three years ago the old owner of the village passed away, the eldest young master Yang Zhang inherited the position of the head of the family at the age of twenty, since then Yang Tianke's mother and son were driven to the cottage in this village that even the next person will not live in.

"Cough, cough, cough!" A violent cough made Yang Tian drop off his clothes in shock and rush into the grass shed in a few steps.

In the grass shed, on the bed made up of several wooden boards, a woman who seemed to be about thirty years old, but with an old face and a pale face, was covering her mouth with one hand and coughing constantly, a trace of blood oozed out of her pinched hand, seeing Yang Tianke come in, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth without a trace, and hid her hand under the futon.

Yang Tianke threw himself in front of the bed, caressed the woman's back and sobbed, "Mother, are you better?"

"Don't worry about Xiaotian, my mother is fine. The mother pinched Xiaotian's frozen little hand and said, "It's just that it's hard for you, and you have to wash clothes on a cold day." ”

"It's okay, the child can bear it. Yang Tianke pinched his mother's hand and comforted.

"Hey......" Mother Yang sighed and stopped talking.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A burst of gongs and drums broke the silence of the mother and son, only to hear a voice outside the courtyard that was gradually moving away shouted: "Zhang Xianren is back to the house! Hezhuang goes up and down to the main hall to greet each other! Zhang Xianren returns to ......"

Mother Yang pushed Yang Tianke and said, "Xiaotian, go quickly! Zhang Xianren's return to the house is a big deal, and if you go late, I am afraid that you will be punished." ”

"This immortal is not a good thing, I won't go!" Yang Tianke muttered.

"Let's go, if you don't go, I'm afraid that even tonight's meal will be deduct......ed," Yang Mu sighed.

Yang Tianke thought about it for a while, moved his body and said very reluctantly: "Then wait a minute, I'll come back to accompany you when I go." ”

"Well, let's go......" Yang Mu squeezed out a smile and said.

Yang Tianke stroked his mother's back a few more times, and then turned around and stepped out of the grass shed......

"Smack!"

Yang Tianke, who had just walked out of the grass hut not far away, suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the face fiercely! A crisp sound lingered in his buzzing ears.

Although the blood coughed up by his mother was well hidden, he still saw it, but Yang Tianke did not expose it, he knew that with his current ability, even if he said it, it would be based on his mother's sadness, and it would not help at all......