Fengju City is located on the northwest side of the Dongju Mountain, occupies a hundred miles of place, the gray-blue city wall is as high as seven zhang, the whole city is simple and heavy, standing under the city wall, the people who are pressed can not kick out.

At this time, a sloppy young man in shabby clothes and covered with dust stood outside the south gate closest to the mountains, standing a hundred meters away from the city gate and looking blankly into the city.

This young man is Yang Qing, who secretly ran out without his father's mother, he walked more than 200 miles in three days, his shoes have been worn out, blisters have been worn out on his feet, and the blisters have been worn out again, and the soles of his feet are already blood-red at this time.

"It's finally here..."Yang Qing looked at it blankly, his heart was full of joy and happiness, he was happy that he had finally found Fengju City, and even more fortunately, he didn't get lost in this more than 200-mile road, and he didn't get lost because he had the guidance of passers-by when he encountered a fork in the road, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say where to go now.

'Puff' sat on the ground, Yang Qing's nerves dared to relax a little, although three days was short, only Yang Qing himself knew how to come.

After leaving home that night, Yang Qing rushed to Shuangxing Town first, he didn't know how to get to Fengju City from home, so he had to go to Shuangxing Town first, and then set off from Shuangxing Town to Fengju City.

He also has eight copper plates, which he usually carries with him, even if he left the eight wrought iron shop that day, he didn't leave behind, and spent all eight copper plates to buy a few baked cakes to eat on the road.

Yang Qing hurried during the day, found a safe place to sleep at night, and was the most difficult at night, curled up, there was not much food in his stomach, and his hunger and fear made it difficult for him to sleep, afraid of encountering mountain spirits and wild monsters, and afraid of the appearance of man-eating jackals.

Walking on the official road during the day, the injuries on the body are not good, and I feel pain every step I take, but fortunately, the official road is flat, there are trees next to the road, and there is no heat stroke with shade.

Eat one bait at a time in your arms, you can satisfy your hunger, but you can't eat enough, drink some dew when you are thirsty, and drink some stream water when you encounter a stream.

In summer, the head is big, like a fire, it is hot at night, and there is dew in the morning, and the clothes on Yang Qing's body have been washed several times by sweat and dew, rubbing a lot of mud, and now it is impossible to see the original appearance of the clothes.

The unkempt Yang Qing is no different from asking for rice flowers.

"Just wait outside, there should be a lot of people going to the Wind Sect" When Yang Qing first arrived near Fengju City, the soldier guarding the city shouted at him to stay away, and he didn't stop until he retreated a hundred meters away.

The soldier said sternly and contemptuously, "Beggars and dogs are not allowed." ”

Yang Qing's linen clothes were covered with dirt and dust, and he had only washed his face once in a few days, but he was not a beggar, he did not go to beg, nor did he beg for food.

The people who can enter Fengju City are very extraordinary, and the cost of entering the city is ten taels of silver, and these people are gorgeously dressed, jewelry, and the guards are all in the same range.

There are only a small part of the city that ordinary people are allowed to enter, and other places, such as the city center, are not allowed to enter as much gold and silver as they spend.

These places are called Fang Market, which is a place for monks to trade, where whether it is magic weapons, elixirs, exotic flowers and plants, exercises and spells, demon beasts and spirit pets, there are trades, here is only open to monks, here real money is only used as refining materials, as currency is the spirit stone.

The birds in the Wind Residence City can't pass, this is not a legend, it is because the entire Wind Residence City has been arranged with a huge no-fly formation, even the great monks of the 'Fixing Spirit' realm don't want to use magic weapons to take off into the air.

These are all things that Yang Qing doesn't know, at this moment, he is sitting alone outside the city gate, watching the crowd coming and going, waiting with his eyes open.

Listening to Wang Youcai, a few days later, the Imperial Wind Sect recruited disciples, and Yang Qing didn't know how many days it was, so he had to just wait, he entered the mountains of the East Club alone to look for the Imperial Wind Sect, whether he could find it or not, it was very possible to be captured by the beast to satisfy his hunger.

The waiting time always passed very slowly, and Yang Qing originally sat on the ground to rest, but now he couldn't sit still. had to linger in place, "Did you miss it?" This is Yang Qing's thoughts, and it is also his worry, once he misses it, everything is a fantasy.

"Brother, is that you?" A childish voice sounded from Yang Qing's side, with a surprise that could not be concealed.

"It's you, Qu Fei!" Yang Qing turned his head and looked, he was also surprised, this person was none other than the little beggar that Yang Qing met in Shuangxing Town some time ago, named Qu Fei.

"Brother, I haven't seen this way anymore, now it's the same as me" Qu Fei was about ten years old, his face was yellow and muscular, he couldn't distinguish the dirt and bruises on Yang Qing's face, and he glanced at the dirty robe a few times, thinking that he was the same as him.

"Don't mention it, why did you come here, do you also want to enter the Imperial Wind Sect" Yang Qing clicked his lips, not impressed, didn't want to mention the beating to Qu Fei, and then asked Qu Fei why he came to the outside of this Fengju city.

"Hey, that's the case..."Qu Fei sighed like an adult and said to Yang Qing.

After Yang Qing met Qu Fei, Qu Fei saw that he couldn't eat the leftovers in Shuangxing Town, so he left Shuangxing Town and planned to go somewhere else along the official road.

On the way, I heard a few people dressed as warriors chatting, and knew that there was a person named Yufeng Sect who was recruiting outer disciples, Qu Fei thought it was a gang in the rivers and lakes, so he planned to come over and take a look, it was best to be recruited in, and if he didn't have that opportunity, he planned to find a prosperous place to settle down, and then beg.

In the past ten days, Qu Fei was not in a hurry, he stopped and went, went in when he saw the village, and went to see the town when he saw it, it was the best to have a full meal.

What Qu Fei didn't expect was that he and Yang Qing went to the outside of the city one day.

"I heard that this Imperial Wind Sect is full of immortal-like characters" Yang Qing saw the people he knew, and the anxiety in his heart also faded a little.

"I don't know if we missed it, so what should we do" Looking at the crowd of people, care is chaotic.

"What's the panic, I'm lucky, I lost my life" Qu Fei's age is younger than Yang Qing, but his knowledge is very high, Qu Fei has walked around more than a dozen towns near Shuangxing Town, Yang Qing has no knowledge, and his immature little face is calm and calm, "What about the gods, let me be full of three people and one down, I don't deserve the gods"

"Those people with the same purpose as us have either not arrived yet, or they have entered this Fengju City, or they are resting somewhere else, there are nothing more than these three possibilities," Qu Fei said lying on the ground, knocking on Erlang's leg.

"Brother, do you have dry food, appreciate it" Qu Fei ran out of dry food, and asked Yang Qing with a smile.

"What, what a blessing, why don't I understand what you say, there is the last baked cake, let's eat it together" Yang Qing didn't know a basket of big words, Qu Fei didn't understand what he said, and took out the last baked cake from his arms and ate it half of Qu Fei's stomach.

"Come, drink water" Qu Fei handed the broken gourd on his waist to Yang Qing, which contained a pot of water.

The weather was hot, and Yang Qing was very thirsty, so he drank a few big sips of the gourd.

"Find a cool place to stay, it's not a way to just wait here" Half a cake was in his stomach, Qu Fei was in a lot of energy, the sun in the sky was too dazzling, and he pulled Yang Qing to find a place to cool off.

In the afternoon, there were more people waiting outside Fengju City, with the same purpose as Yang Qing, there were men and women, teenagers and girls and young people in their twenties.

As the sun set, everyone was still waiting, knowing that they would not come to recruit disciples today, so they all took out dry food and found a place to eat.

Yang Qing's last baked cakes were eaten, Qu Fei had no stock on him, he could only drink water for dinner, and as soon as it was dark, he fell asleep in a daze.

He and Qu Fei slept by a low hill for one night, and the next morning, Yang Qing, who was awakened from hunger, came to the outside of Fengju City, the city gate was open, the soldiers were still at the city gate, and the people who were waiting there outside the city were gone.

"What's the matter, it's all gone... Did I oversleep? It's just dawn this day" Yang Qing couldn't see anyone, and immediately panicked, afraid that he would miss the opportunity for the Imperial Wind Sect to recruit disciples, and blame himself for being snooze.

Yang Qing turned his body to look around, and then ran towards the low hill.

"It's all here..."Yang Qing, who was standing on the low hill, understood when he saw dozens of canvas tents and a few people sleeping on the ground.

Everyone can't stare and wait for a night, they all find a place to sleep after dark, Yang Qing got up early, and went directly to the city gate after getting up, everyone else was sleeping under the low hill and hadn't gotten up yet, so he naturally couldn't see it.

"What's the matter, it's on fire? It's blazing, a good dream makes you yellow, pay me for my white rice" Yang Qing ran past him, waking Qu Fei up, and was dissatisfied.

"It's not that I said you, brother, you're a little too nervous" Qu Fei lost his sleepiness and patted Yang Qing's shoulder with his hand.

It didn't take long for the others to pack up their things, and there were more than 100 people.

The fiery sun was rising, and the people were coming and going at the gates, and the people were waiting outside the city as they had been yesterday.

Just when everyone was looking forward to wearing it, a group of people walked out of the city, led by a middle-aged man who thought he was wearing a green robe, his hair was tied on the top of his head, a wooden hairpin was pinned, and his face was indifferent.

The group of people who followed behind the middle-aged man were all well-dressed and ruddy-faced, and at a glance they knew that they were all rich and noble, and most of them were adults, and there were three young people who were also wearing green robes. Talking to the people next to him.

"Hula" The hundred or so people who slept by the low hill last night rushed to a hundred meters outside the city gate, standing there and not daring to move forward.

When the middle-aged man saw the appearance of this group of people, his eyebrows furrowed, and his face showed disdain and dissatisfaction.

"Those who participate in the Imperial Wind Sect's recruitment of outer disciples, come with me, what kind of system will you become here!" The middle-aged man didn't speak loudly, but everyone heard it clearly.

Everyone didn't dare to ask more, so they had to follow behind, and the richly dressed nobleman looked displeased, obviously unwilling to be with him.

After walking for a stick of incense, the middle-aged man stopped, and walked further into the Dongju Mountains.

"Senior nephew Zhao, you lead the disciples who have been admitted over there, let them separate from their fathers and mothers, and then we will leave," the middle-aged man said to a young man in a green robe.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, come with me," the green-robed young man said to the group of people who came out with them.

Yang Qing's eyes stared at the crowd, and there was hatred on his face. He saw that Wang Erli and his son Wang Youcai were also among the people who came out of the city, Wang Erli was saying something to Wang Youcai, and he didn't see Yang Qing.

"This time, the Imperial Wind Sect recruited outer disciples just to fill the vacancy, and the news was not deliberately disseminated, it is your blessing to get this news and come here," the middle-aged man said, and no one dared to speak except for him.

"The outer disciples of refining, alchemy, and talisman making have all been recruited, and there are still five people left in the medicine garden, five people in the spirit beast garden, fifteen people in the palace qin, and twenty people in the cold iron ore area."

"The requirements for my Imperial Wind Sect to recruit outer disciples are that they are between the ages of eight and sixteen, and that they have no disabilities or defects."

"Those who meet the requirements come out and stand up, and those who are not relevant leave"

The boys and girls between the ages of eight and sixteen all came out to stand up, and Yang Qing and Qu Fei were among them.

"Come for nothing, as long as the little hairy child under the age of sixteen" "Why, I have the strength"

The voices of complaining and pleading were chaotic.

"Shut up, why do you want to make trouble?" Without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, another twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man in a green robe said with a calm face, stepping forward, looking like he could strike at any time......

As soon as these words came out, these were suddenly silent, and only their eyes still expressed their unwillingness.

"You, you, and you, don't you understand my words" The middle-aged man looked around Yang Qing and the others, and said with an unkind face.

The few people who were ordered walked out with pale faces, and the dejected ones were all seventeen or eighteen years old, thinking that they could get by.

As a result, there were still about sixty people standing in a row.

"Stand up for those who know the basics"

"Stand up with more than 1,000 words"

"The five of you go to the medicine garden, the two of you and the three of you go to the Spirit Beast Garden, the fifteen of you go to the palace, and the eight of you go to the cold iron mine area."

This time, seven people who knew herbal medicine entered the medicine garden and the spirit beast garden, and twenty-six people who knew a thousand words entered the Dianqin and Han Iron Mine areas.

Yang Qing and Qu Fei were still in place, Yang Qing was anxious, and this was about to be full. Qu Fei smiled helplessly, although he usually said a set of things, but he could say that he couldn't write, and he might know him, but he didn't know words.

"The rest, go and move the stone, the one who can lift the stone into the cold iron ore area, there are still twelve people left, until the quota is full, start here first, don't mess up, otherwise it will be eliminated directly" The middle-aged man pointed to the big stone of the wooden basin next to him and said coldly, the weight of the stone is more than 100 catties.

"Drink" The first to move was a sturdy young man, his hands were strong, his face was red, he let out a loud shout, and moved the stone. More than a foot off the ground "I moved up, haha"

"Next"

The teenagers standing in a row all looked sideways and looked forward, hoping that others would not be able to lift the stone.

More than 20 people went to try in turn, the stone that was lifted laughed, the excitement was abnormal, and the look was depressed when she couldn't move, a girl walked to the stone, did not move and gave up directly, and threw herself into his mother's arms and cried.

Yang Qing is the ninth to move the stone, Yang Qing is fourteen years old this year, working in the field all the year round makes his body very strong, and he has pulled the bellows in the eight-wrought iron shop for more than a month, which has made his whole body strength grow a lot.

Yang Qing put his hands on the bottom of the stone, bent his legs, and then lifted it suddenly, and his legs followed the force, and the stone was moved.

The "dong" stone fell to the ground, and Yang Qing's heart that had been hanging also fell to the ground.

After Yang Qing, Qu Fei glanced at the stone and gave up directly, although he couldn't enter the Imperial Wind Sect, he didn't have much loss on his face.

"At this point, twelve people are full" Soon, twelve teenagers, including Yang Qing, lifted the stone.

"Immortal Master, I haven't tried yet, I can also lift this stone" A dark-skinned young man heard the middle-aged man's words, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, looking anxious.

"Hugh is verbose, I can only blame you for not having enough chances" The middle-aged man reprimanded, no longer looking at the young man.

The seven or eight young men who had not yet stepped forward to try had different expressions, some were lost, some were remorseful, and some were hateful.

"Give you a cup of tea, go say goodbye to your family, and then go back to the sect with me" The middle-aged man arranged in a cold voice, ready to return to the sect.

"Brother, you go and become a disciple of the outer sect, I will travel all over the world, and I will have the opportunity to invite you to eat fragrant pig's head meat" Qu Fei said calmly, and then, he waved his hand at Yang Qing and turned to leave, he was used to facing disappointment.

Yang Qing couldn't say words of comfort, and there was sadness in his heart.

Those young people who were recruited as outer disciples said goodbye to their fathers or mothers, some wept and some laughed. There are also those who stand alone and are stunned.

"Dad, mother, I finally entered the Imperial Wind Sect" Yang Qing looked at the direction of home and shouted in his heart.

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly, and in the sound of parting, the boys and girls walked into the mountains.

"Is that Yang Qing?" Wang Erli watched his crying son enter the mountains, and inadvertently saw Yang Qing, his tone was suspicious.