"Silly Yu'er, why are you crying?" the woman touched his face and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, full of love.

"I... I'm fine," Tenshua calmed his trembling heart, looked at the woman, and smiled.

"Yu'er, pick up a few buckets of spring water with Daddy and go. The middle-aged man finished drinking the porridge and turned out two wooden barrels, one large and one small.

He handed the smaller one to Tengyu, and walked out first with the larger one.

"Go ahead, the rain can't always be in a daze. The woman gestured to the man's distant figure, and opened her mouth to let Teng want follow.

Teng Yu nodded, picked up the thick little wooden barrel, and followed.

"Rain, hurry up...... Rain, why did you stop again and be in a daze again...... Rain, come here. ”

Teng Yu was very dazed, every step he took, there were many more memories in his mind, clothes, shoes, and even his face were slowly changing.

When he stopped and realized, he was no longer himself.

A gray gown, full of needlework and thread, but still a little torn, under the robe was a thin little body, wearing a pair of washed white gray cloth shoes.

The complexion is thin, the eyes are not bright, the hair is black but not shiny, the skin is very dark, and it is inconspicuous in the crowd.

"I... My name is Qi Yu......" Teng wanted to mutter, and even his voice seemed to have become different.

He followed behind the man, and the early morning sun cast on the earth, pulling the shadows of the other man for a long, long time.

The morning breeze was refreshing, but it couldn't blow away the confusion in his heart.

He is Qi Yu, but there is a voice in his heart telling him that he is Tengyu!

He was very confused, he couldn't tell the truth from the false, he couldn't see through the real and the false, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

"Daddy......"

"What's wrong with the rain?"

"I had a dream that I became an immortal...... Qi Yu raised his head and looked at the sky, full of yearning.

He was no longer confused, he woke up, his name was Qi Yu, and he had a dream. I dreamed that I had become an immortal and had a new name, called Tengxi.

That dream was like a dream, and it really made him cry and laugh.

In that dream, he had a grandfather, a loving and mighty grandfather.

That dream, a dream for ten years!

"Silly Yu'er, how many times have you said it, when you finish picking up water, Daddy will take you to the private school to find the old gentleman to learn calligraphy. The man stood in the early sun, a smile on his face.

Qi Yu no longer looked at the sky, and finally caught up with the man's pace, and they followed the Dongwang River all the way to the north, and the water of the river was already very clear and pure.

But he still can't meet his father's requirements, and the wine in his homesick building is not the best wine, but it is the most homesick wine.

It's just not, except for a few big families in Fengyu City, there are not many people, it is very empty, and few miss their hometown.

I heard my father say that the name is homesick because the hometown is no longer there, only missing, to commemorate.

It's just that for a long time, there have been few customers, and although there are huge restaurants, they are not rich. It's just that Daddy firmly believes that when Fengyu City is prosperous, his homesickness building will be unique.

He sometimes admires his father very much, he also has dreams, he wants to study and get into the Jinshi. Jinshi can be knighted, and he can go out of the northern wilderness and go to the southern city.

Nancheng, that is the center of the whole mortal world, the holy place of scholars, I heard that there are saints, real saints.

As soon as the sage said, the Son of Heaven should also think twice!

Although Qi Yu likes to be in a daze, he is not stupid, he has long known that his father's hometown has the name of rebellion. It's just that with his years of careful investigation, he found that there is another hidden secret, and the spearhead is directly aimed at the Fish Sect!

So he didn't choose to practice, even though he had aspired to be an immortal since he was a child. In this northern wilderness, the cultivation is too long, the resources are occupied by the major families, and the poor people can only get ahead by studying.

Only by reading can you not be bound by the rules of the Northern Wilderness, and only by reading can you go out.

He wants to be admitted to the Jinshi, and only by becoming a Jinshi can he have the qualification to meet the Son of Heaven, and only by becoming a Jinshi can he touch the threshold of a saint.

He wants to be for his incognito father Zhaoxue!

As for becoming an immortal, it was just a dream, a dream that could only be kept in the bottom of my heart. No matter how real that dream is, it is still a dream after all.

When the dream wakes up, everything will go on. He, still Qi Yu, has not changed anything.

Qi Yu followed his father to the north of the Wind Whispering City, where the Dongwang River was far away from the sewage in the city and was clearer.

There are also mountains next to this, the mountains outside the Wind Whispering City, and the Dongwang River not only originates from the Yuzong, but also gathers the mountain springs on both sides of the mountain along the way.

The spring water that Daddy wanted to pick was the purest water that came from the spring on this mountain.

It's just that every time he sees his father and his mother smiling, he is always silent. He couldn't laugh, he knew that there was endless sadness hidden under his father's smile.

Uprooted from his hometown and incognito, Qi Yu has not experienced it, but he has seen it, although he is only ten years old, his mind is not immature.

He knew that his father's rebellion was hidden for a while, but it could not be hidden for a lifetime, even if ten years had passed, ten years had been unharmed.

But there will be a time when it will be exposed, that day, it may be ten years later, or it may be tomorrow!

He wanted to change, but when night fell, when the candles ran out and the books were turned up. When he looked out the window at the night, he felt small. He would always think that he wanted to be the omnipotent immortal, a more powerful being than the monk.

In his eyes, the immortals are the embodiment of wisdom and strength, immortal and omniscient. If it is placed in the mortal dust, it can only be compared with the supreme saint.

He actually hates monks very much, many monks have great power, but they have no moral bottom line, they can kill if they want to, and they can grab if they want.

Those who believe in themselves will do whatever they want!

Even if the rules of the Fish Sect are suppressed, they are only limited to the surface, and there is still chaos underneath.

Monks, in many cases, have long been reduced to higher landlords, higher bullies.

He couldn't see the world outside the city, but inside the Wind-Whispering City, the monk was the biggest bully!

The path of cultivation has long forgotten its original intention. When he became a strong man, Shou Yuan broke through a hundred years, and he began to disregard life, kill innocents indiscriminately, and take it by force.

Wild.

He never understood what a monk was and why he practiced. Shouldn't cultivation be a path to comprehend heaven and earth and to comprehend sentient beings?

However, there are very few real monks, most of them are addicted to killing, reduced to a cold weapon, and those who become immortals are even rarer.

And those who can become immortals are more humble and have the world in their hearts. Of course, there are also murderous immortals, but there are very few, these are the old gentlemen in the private school talk about it from time to time.

And he already has a goal, even if he enters the cultivation in the future, he will definitely not be in the same stream as the several major families in this Wind Whispering City.