Ye Linfeng was a close disciple of Poyunzi, and the reason why Poyunzi accepted him as an apprentice at that time was not because Ye Linfeng was a good seedling for cultivation because of his qualifications, but because on a rainy night when the wind and rain were raging and the sky thundered through the eight wildernesses, Poyunzi picked up him who was less than four years old.

Ten years ago, at midnight when a storm was raging, sometimes accompanied by thunder that resounded through the eight desolations, it seemed that the demon god was playing a demon song that destroyed the world and the earth, and the rumbling thunder was like a nail piercing the heart, piercing the eardrum.

The torrential rain poured down, lapping the dense forests of bamboo in the mountains, and the muddy water flowing down the mountains was like ink splashed on rice paper, running freely.

Poyunzi didn't find an inn to stay in because of the delay in time, and walked alone at the foot of Sansi Mountain.

There was not a single starlight in the sky of Noir, and as we walked, a light flashed and illuminated the night sky for a very short time, followed by a thunderclap, followed by a violent wind and a torrential downpour.

So Poyunzi hurriedly ran into a thatched hut at the foot of a mountain, and there was a child in the thatched hut, and then he met Ye Linfeng, who was only more than three years old at that time.

Seeing a cultivator-like wolf break into his humble home, the little guy took a few steps back in a panic, staring at Po Yunzi with his handsome Danfeng eyes with extreme vigilance, while holding a seemingly ancient short sword in his hand.

Although the child is small, his eyes are extremely resolute and brave.

Seeing this situation, Poyunzi thought that he should not make this child hostile, so as not to scare the child, so he hurriedly adjusted the unbearable appearance of the wolf after being exposed to the rain, and turned his gaze to become gentle, and at the same time said a few polite words in a gentle tone that Yuda outside wanted to spend the night here.

He thought that the little fellow was too young to understand what he was saying to him.

Unexpectedly, this little guy is much more sensible than ordinary children.

After making sure that the other party was not hostile, the little guy slowly put away the old short sword in his hand, and motioned to Po Yunzi to close the simple door in the thatched house, but he was silent.

The humble thatched hut was even more rudimentary, with only three things: a worn-out wooden bed, a worn-out wooden chair, and an equally worn-out low-legged desk.

Broken Cloud's gaze quickly swept over the objects, and finally his gaze fell on the shabby low table and the pile of equally worn-out books on the desk.

Ye Linfeng sat awkwardly on the squeaky wooden bed, then pointed to the only chair in the thatched hut and motioned for Poyunzi to sit down.

Po Yunzi sat down on the wooden chair, feeling that the atmosphere in the thatched house was a little awkward, so he began to chat with Ye Linfeng. He thought to himself that it didn't matter if the little guy understood it or not, but at least he would be able to make himself no longer embarrassed.

"Little one, are you the only one in the house, why don't you see the others?" said Po Yunzi to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I don't know, I only remember me and Flowey. Ye Linfeng frowned when he talked about this sad past, and a few tears rolled in his eyes.

Hearing this, Po Yunzi hurriedly said sorry, and then stopped making a sound, his scalp was hot, and he complained in his heart that he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.

After touching it for a while, Poyunzi felt that the little guy was gradually relieving from his grief, and he began to talk to him again. He asked casually, "Child, who is Huahua you were talking about before, why didn't you see it?"

Ye Linfeng broke away from his sad expression and smiled, his bright eyes were slightly bent, and his lips that had been pursed earlier became stretched, revealing neat and white teeth, and then said with a smile: "Huahua is my domestic cat, and he has been dependent on me in memory." ”

At this time, Poyunzi saw the fluffy little head in the quilt next to the bed, slowly panting, and the thin futon pressed on the body also slowly fell together, as if sleeping soundly.

Poyunzi laughed when he saw this scene, and his face suddenly became many folds, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deeply visible, and his previously straight and wide eyes became curved into crescents. He thought to himself: What a lazy cat, but he has a bit of spirituality.

Seeing that the child's situation was so bad, Poyunzi mourned his misfortune from the bottom of his heart, and he was wondering whether to take him as an apprentice, lest he stand alone and have nothing to rely on, after all, he was only about three years old.

But he was soon relieved, and he honed his body through hardship, and he could see his positive optimism and strength from the eyes and actions of this little guy, and his love for life.

If you love, life is lovely everywhere. If you hate, you can hate everywhere in life. If you grow, you can grow in all things.

The little boy raised his little black hand, stretched out towards the iron pot on the earthen stove that was blacker than his hand, and carefully took half of the nest head, holding it in his hand as if holding a jade doll for fear of falling to the ground and breaking, holding it tightly. Then he lifted the lid of the dark red broken jar, which was also in the corner, and took out a small piece of pickle.

He gulped down a small half-piece of nest head, chewing pickles in his mouth, as if he was tasting the most delicious delicacies in the world, and did not care at all that there was a person in the simple thatched house.

Breaking Cloud wondered why the boy was eating at midnight, if it was a supper, he wondered if it was, because he didn't think it would be like this in such an embarrassing situation.

After the child finished eating, he sat down next to the shabby bantam book by the bedside, and hungrily sucked the knowledge from the old broken book. At this time, his eyes were so bright that he seemed to engrave every word on the old and broken book deeply into his heart, like a delicacy, and intoxicated with it.

"I see, although this little guy lives in poverty, he is very studious, and he reads to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat. Breaking Yunzi praised in his heart.

Then he made a decision, and this decision changed Ye Linfeng's fate and the fate of the entire cultivation world.

Although Breaking Yunzi has achieved something in the long distance of cultivation, the hardships along the way are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but brush the gray whiskers on his chin with his hand, and sighed abruptly: "Life is floating in the world, like light dust and weak grass ears, and I am more than half a hundred years old, and there are five out of fifty, and I have achieved a small success in the way of cultivation, but it is difficult to enter again. It is a fate to meet you today, would you like to worship under my door?"

Hearing this, Ye Linfeng's heart didn't make much waves, because he was still young, he was still an innocent child, and he was not very interested in words like cultivation, when Ye Linfeng remembered this past ten years later, he would definitely feel that he was too ignorant, but the person who said that he would accept him as an apprentice was the ninety-ninth generation head of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect, who was called the Broken Cloud Breaking Thirteen.

Thinking of being able to fill his stomach and no longer live that hard life with Huahua, although Ye Linfeng's heart and expression did not fluctuate much, his Danfeng eyes became extremely bright.

"I do!" Ye Linfeng was still a child at that time, and when he heard such surprising words, he naturally shouted loudly, very reluctantly.

"What's your name?" Po Yunzi stroked his beard and said leisurely, pretending to be a teacher, like a savior who came to save all living beings, his words were full of love and care, and he had goosebumps when he heard the direct teaching, and his face was thicker than the city wall, maybe his face cultivated the supremacy of the Xuanmen Kung Fu, so as to make the face invulnerable.

"Ye Linfeng. The boy replied.

"Well, there are leaves and the wind, light and fluttering, not bad, yes, I will accept you as a closed disciple!" Po Yunzi continued to say shamelessly, completely forgetting that his aunts asked him to buy some rouge gouache on the way back to the Yuan Immortal Sect.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, they planned to wait for the rain to stop before packing up their things and returning to the Yuan Immortal Sect, of course, to be honest, there was not much to pack. It's just that it's rare to leave aside his aunts and wives, so that he can take this opportunity to be quiet and quiet.

The next morning, Poyunzi walked out of the thatched house, smelling the fishy smell of the dirt all over the mountain, somehow but felt more cordial, although the rain has stopped, the mountain wind has not stopped, the gusts of mountain wind washed by the rain, the direct blowing of the broken Yunzi feel greatly refreshed, refreshed.

After packing up a little, he was ready to hit the road and go to the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect.

Before leaving, for some reason, Po Yunzi took away the old short sword that Ye Linfeng was holding before, and he looked a little cautious. Ye Linfeng was still young at this time, and he still didn't understand some things, so Po Yunzi didn't explain him in depth, but just told him that this ancient short sword was too cold.

?????? Ye Linfeng chatted with Master Poyunzi about some past events, and many emotions, the past was like yesterday, and it is still vivid.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I have seen it a few days ago, it was he who dug the tomb of the Demon King Aotian with me, and now he is digging other ancestral graves, I went to the Fifth Senior Brother's pharmacy to see, I haven't seen that demon for a long time, I really miss him, and I will ask him for a few pills to replenish my body. ”

Ye Linfeng picked up the pale cyan teacup and poured a few sips of hot tea, then got up and went to the pharmacy of the fifth senior brother Sun Cao.