Qingxian Mountain Range is towering and towering, the tiger is located in the southwest, there are big rivers in the shade of the mountain, Shanyang is the southwest city of the important town, choking the throat of the southwest, and the geographical location is very important.

Qingxian Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, the peaks rise and fall, there are five peaks at the highest, towering into the clouds, only see the mountainside surrounded by white clouds on weekdays, do not know the true face of this mountain.

Qingxian Mountain is densely forested, with waterfalls and strange rocks, rare birds and beasts, the scenery is dangerous and strange, and the world is famous. It's just that the more famous one is the cultivation sect on this mountain-Qingxian City.

At the foot of Qingxian Mountain, there are still twenty or thirty miles southwest of the southwest city of Dacheng, and there is a small village called "Juling Village".

There are more than 40 families living here, the folk customs are simple, and most of the people in the village go up the mountain to fetch firewood and hand it over to Qingxian City in exchange for some silver taels to live.

On weekdays, the villagers often see the disciples of Qingxian City flying around, there is a miracle, and they worship Qingyunmen, thinking that they have attained the Taoist immortal family. And Qingxian City has always taken care of the surrounding people, and it is also quite good to the villagers here.

One day, the sun hung high in the sky, radiating its scorching light, and the noon of summer was so hot that the loess on the ground lost its moisture, and as long as the breeze caressed it, it would bring up a burst of dust, making people more restless.

"Fuck, this hellish weather is really hot, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid Lao Tzu will return to his place. A childish voice said indignantly.

I saw that under the big tree next to the dirt road near Juling Village, there were two ** naughty children sitting on their upper bodies, who were leaning against the big tree and napping groggily through its shade.

The naughty boy who spoke was older, looking about eight or nine years old, with a strong body, rough skin, a high nose bridge, moderate eyes, and a delicate appearance, but a messy hair like grass, which made people feel a little mismatched, and a few traces of sweat oozed from his forehead and sideburns.

"Brother Tian, don't complain, this weather is not something we can call the shots, the so-called calm heart is naturally cool. However, I really hope that it will rain heavily now and take away a little bit of dryness. ”

It was a younger boy next to the messy-haired urchin, who was more handsome than the naughty boy he called Brother Tian.

He wore a clean white cloth coat on his shoulders, fair skin, big eyes, double eyelids, long black hair neatly combed behind his head, a high ponytail, about seven or eight years old, shorter than the previous naughty boy, a little thin, and at first glance it looked like the kind of person who could write but not martial arts.

Brother Tian glanced at the talking naughty boy, snorted, and said, "Okay, Xiao Feiyang, don't talk so much, it's good for Zou Zou to speak, it sounds awkward." ”

"Your family's conditions are not very good, but you kid has to cry every day to go to school, what's the use of going to school in our ghost place? I see! You might as well go with me to chop wood and send it to Qingxian City for some money, so that you can also subsidize some household expenses. ”

These two children are from the nearby Juling Village, Brother Tian's name is Liu Tian, his parents died when he was very young, leaving him only a thatched hut that could not shelter from the rain in summer and the wind in winter, and he had been helped by some kind villagers in the village to survive.

Now he makes a living by collecting firewood every day, and uses the firewood he collects to exchange some food for the villagers or the cultivators of Qingxian City.

The naughty boy he called Xiao Feiyang was in the same village as him, named Yu Feiyang, the two grew up together, they were the best playmates, Yu Feiyang's family conditions were not much better than Liu Tian's, and his parents could only rely on a thin piece of land next to the planting village to barely make a living.

Children from poor families like them mature very early, and although they are not yet ten years old, they always regard themselves as adults, and even try to imitate adults in the tone of their voices.

After listening to Liu Tian's words, Yu Feiyang, who had been polite and polite before, suddenly revealed his original form, and said with a smile: "Brother Tian, how can I say that I have also learned some books from that old pedant, so what is wrong with letting me speak with some literary charm? ”

Brother Long knocked on Yu Feiyang's head, and scolded with a smile: "It's still literary and charming, and it's still a dream, you kid is clearly an excuse for not wanting to do farm work, I think, you may not know a few more words than me, our brothers combined, I'm afraid the big words of watermelon can't fit a basket." ”

Yu Feiyang said slightly angrily: "I'll be anxious with you when I knock on my head again, although I am not very literate, but my ideals are ambitious." ”

Liu Tian smiled and came to Yu Feiyang's side, and under Yu Feiyang's vigilant gaze, he hit him on the head again, and the force was obviously greater than the one just now.

"Oops!"

Yu Feiyang screamed in pain and pounced, and the two scuffled together in the foul words that attacked each other.

Liu Tian's strength was obviously much greater than that of Yu Feiyang, and after a while, he pressed him to the ground, and said with a smile: "Take it." ”

Although Yu Feiyang was restrained, he refused to admit defeat, snorted, and said unwillingly: "The weather is too hot, I'm afraid that you will be too hot to let you, you can't see it." ”

"Shhh

Liu Tianyi waved his hand, pouted and pushed Yu Feiyang aside, wiped the sweat on his head, sat down under the big tree, and said, "You kid always says, it's too hot, I won't mess with you." By the way, just now you said that you have lofty ideals, what is it? Let me hear about it, and see how far your ideals are~~~big~~~!"

Zhang Hao said proudly: "Of course my ideal is far away~~~ big." He mysteriously approached Liu Tian's side and said in a low voice: "Brother Tian, do you remember the story about the immortals that Grandpa Sun told in the village?"

Liu Tian was shocked, sat up straight, and looked at Yu Feiyang with a surprised expression.

Grandpa Sun in Yu Feiyang's mouth is a storyteller in the village, and often tells some strange stories to amuse the children. Among them, it is the story about the gods that attracts them the most.

Liu Tian looked at Yu Feiyang strangely and said: "Aren't you crazy kid, that can't be true at all! The people in Qingxian City are powerful enough, they can only fly around in mid-air, have you seen that some of them have cultivated to become immortals?"

Yu Feiyang, who is immature and loves to dream, said: "Why not, there must be something, but we don't know." ”

"My ideal is to be like immortals, to be immortal, to be able to have boundless mana, to be able to learn the ability to fly, at that time, I can go wherever I want. Yu Feiyang had an extremely yearning expression.