Early the next morning, Xie Ling woke up from his slumber, he looked around suspiciously, yes, this is indeed his own room, turned over and got out of bed, he wanted to tell his father what he saw, it was terrible, the eighth uncle actually killed the second uncle and Xie Hong. But when I walked to the door, I found that the door was locked.

He pounded the wooden door hard, calling his father, and finally a voice came from outside, it was Xie Fanghe.

He was overjoyed, and his subordinates opened the door of the house, and Xie Fanghe walked in from outside with a blushing face.

"Father—"

Smack-

Xie Ling's right cheek only felt a sore feeling, and Xie Fanghe, who had always doted on him, actually slapped him.

Xie Fanghe also seemed to be stunned by his actions, and stood there, the hand that had beaten Xie Ling was trembling slightly.

"Father, why did you beat Ling'er, you have never beaten Ling'er?" Xie Ling covered his right cheek, and aggrieved and sour tears couldn't help but flow down from his eyes.

"From today onwards, you are not allowed to leave this room, Ah Gang, if you let him out, let the coffin be prepared at home!" Xie Fanghe retracted his hand, turned around and walked out.

"Yes, little one understands!" said Ah Gang, the servant who was following behind, in fright.

The door was re-locked with a bang, leaving only Xie Ling, who didn't feel anything, standing there!

Just like Xie Fanghe said, in the first year, Xie Ling was not allowed to leave the house for half a step, and only in the second year was he allowed to walk around his yard, and other than that, he was not allowed to leave the courtyard of the West House for half a step.

Those servants were fated, and none of them dared to slack off, and Xie Fanghe also went to other places to take care of the family business a year later, and did not return to the Xie family for several years.

Three years have passed in a flash, Xie Ling has spent every day in the study house, since that incident, he has never used any children of the clan to come to him, he has changed from the initial mania to the current tranquility, and his heart has become more and more mature. But today he was a little throbbing, because today was his sixteenth birthday, and before leaving, his father said that he would return on this day and give him a special gift.

At this time, in the underground secret room of the Xie family's Qiulong Courtyard, an old man with snow-white temples sat cross-legged on the futon, he was Xie Pengfei, who could not be retreated twelve years ago.

"Father, please see the child if you have something to do!" Xie Fangmo's voice came from outside.

"Come in!" Xie Pengfei's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, Xie Fangmo had something to find himself, could it be that the Wang family had any movement?

The door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a Confucian came in from outside. He bowed to Xie Pengfei first, even if he now has the peak realm cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, no matter how he cultivates in the future, in front of the old man opposite, he will always have to do this, because he is the boss of the Xie family, Xie Pengfei's most proud son Xie Fangmo!

"Foam, what's the matter?" Xie Pengfei said unexpectedly.

"The third brother is back!" Xie Fangmo said slowly.

"He's back, could it be today—" Xie Pengfei's expression moved slightly.

"Today is Xie Ling's sixteenth birthday, and the third brother asked me for a trial student quota, and he said that this is what you promised. Xie Fangmo said as he noticed his father's face on the other side.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that twelve years have passed in a flash, give it to him! Now that he is sixteen years old, those who still think about the beads should also die. Xie Pengfei closed his eyes again after speaking.

In the west house of Qiulong Courtyard, Xie Ling hugged Xie Fanghe's body tightly, and after being suppressed for too long, tears suddenly poured out like a river bursting the embankment.

"Don't you want to see the gift I gave you?" Xie Fanghe smiled as he held back the tears rolling in his eyes.

"Think!" Xie Ling stopped crying, let go of the arms that were holding his father, and looked up at Xie Fanghe with anticipation.

"What do you see this is?" Xie Fanghe took out a black triangular token from his arms.

"This is—" Xie Ling took it and saw that the word 'Cangyue' was engraved on the front, and the word trial was printed on the back.

"Young Master, this is the Secret Token of the Cangyue Sect!" Agang said in surprise.

"Trial Life Token, Cangyue Sect, is it the Cangyue Sect where grandfather and uncle stayed?" Xie Ling's eyes lit up suddenly.

"That's right, it's the 'Cangyue Sect' where your grandfather and uncle stayed!" Xie Fanghe said with a smile.

Xie Ling clenched the black token in his hand tightly, as if he was afraid that it would grow wings and fly away. In the Xie family, Xie Fangmo's demeanor, Xie Ling heard the cocoon from the mouths of the servants. What is the boss of the Xie family who fights the five heroes of Huainan with one against five; What Xie Fangmo defeated Shuangying with a single sword, in short, on the territory of Nanyang County, Xie Fangmo's reputation is enough to rank among the top five, which can be described as famous!

In the Xie family, because of the limited resources, only the disciples with excellent immortal roots are cultivated, and the rest of the disciples with immortal roots can only enter the sect with their own strength to obtain the opportunity to cultivate, but such a chance is also very slim, and this trial token given by the Cangyue Sect can go straight to the immortal gate, so that you can enjoy the opportunity to experience the trial without participating in any selection.

This night, Xie Ling fell asleep with the token, in the dream, he held the black moon token, majestic, the previous children of the Xie family who looked at him coldly showed envious expressions one by one, but when he was proud of the spring breeze, a cold voice was like a basin of cold water poured on, 'Xie Ling, what are you doing? Whoever let you out, don't let me go back to my own house!', it was the voice of the stepmother, and in an instant, all the children of the Xie family who flattered him were scattered, and he was the only one left in the whole world!

"I'm not going back, I'm not going back, I'm going to Cangyue Sect!" Xie Ling woke up from his sleep, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, he gasped, suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and looked at the thing that his two hands were holding tightly, he let out a long breath, that thing was still there!

Xie Ling waited for three days guarding the token, and it was early in the morning of the fourth day that Xie Fanghe personally sent him out of the Qiulong Courtyard.

"Ah Gang, you go over there first and wait! I have something to say to Ling'er. Xie Fanghe said to Agang, who escorted Xie Ling to Golden Tooth Mountain this time.

Xie Ling watched Ah Gang leave curiously, not understanding what else his father had to explain.

"Ling'er, do you want to know how your mother died?" Xie Fanghe suddenly said.

"Didn't my mother die of illness? What the hell is going on, father, tell Sù Ling'er!" Xie Ling was taken aback, and countless broken memories resurfaced in his mind.

The endless wilderness, the stars in the sky, the valleys, the steles, the vague, always appear in dreams.

"Of course not, but if you can cultivate to the foundation building stage before the age of twenty-three, I will tell you what's going on! Can you do it?" Xie Fanghe lowered his voice and stared at Xie Lingdao.

"For the sake of my mother, I will definitely do it!" Xie Ling said with clenched fists.

"Yes, Daddy believes you, but if you can't, don't come back and ask me. Do you understand?" Xie Fanghe touched Aiko's head with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Dad, Second Uncle and Eighth Uncle—"

"You can endure the matter of your second uncle and eighth uncle until now, which proves that your mind has indeed grown a lot over the years, and when you have cultivated to the foundation building period, your father will tell you again when he arrives. Remember, there are no absolute enemies or absolute friends on the outside, the bigger the sect, the more complicated it is inside, you have to be careful!" Xie Fanghe interrupted him.

Xie Ling nodded, and said with a smile on his face: "Father, don't worry, Ling'er will take care of herself, you pay more attention to your body, don't be too tired." ”

Xie Fanghe nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Go!"

Xie Ling knocked his head heavily on the ground a few times, and then walked away without looking back. Not long after, the figures of Xie Ling and Ah Gang disappeared from Xie Fanghe's sight.

"Ah Gang, are the things I asked you to prepare ready?" Xie Lingjian slowed down when he saw that he had already left the confines of the Qiulong Courtyard.

"Ready, young master, what are you doing here?" Ah Gang said as he took out a pack of incense and candle paper money from his bosom.

"Don't ask too much, just follow me!" Xie Ling said.

Ah Gang had no choice but to follow Xie Ling towards a mountain pass.

It should be here, Xie Ling looked at the stream not far away and looked a little sad.

Lighting incense sticks and paper money, his mind returned to that horrible afternoon. Why did the eighth uncle kill the second uncle and Xie Hong, and how could the second uncle get hurt. There is also the young man, who seems to have heard it as Wang Tao in his memory, why it is here, how he fainted later, who brought him home, this qiē is a mystery, and it has been bothering him for so many years.

At this time, the sun had already climbed up, and the sunlight was shining obliquely on the stream, because it had been dry recently, and the stream was low-lying, and the sunlight fell on something inside and refracted on Xie Ling's face

He rubbed his eyes that were glowing with green light and looked curiously.

I saw a green thing in the stream not far from the opposite side, which reflected a dazzling brilliance under the sunlight, and I was shaken by it just now.

He walked towards that side curiously, Ah Gang didn't know what he was going to do, and shouted, "Young Master, that side is not the direction to Golden Tooth Mountain!"

"I see. You wait for me here, don't wander around!" Xie Ling ordered.

"Yes. Big young master!" Ah Gang stood helplessly, his eyes staring at Xie Ling, for fear that he would lose him by accident.

Xie Ling descended into the stream, and the cold water could only soak his ankles. He bent down and pulled out a small jade green sword that was inches long through a crack in the stone in the water.

"Biluo—"

The sword was engraved with the two ancient characters 'Biluo', and if he hadn't been trapped at home and reading countless books over the years, he would never have been able to recognize this almost extinct ancient script.

"Young master, are you alright, it's not early, we still have to hurry!" Ah Gang became a little anxious at this time, and shouted here.

"Alright, I'll come over here!" Xie Ling hid the small sword in the gaiter on the side of his right foot and turned back. He liked this little sword called Biluo as soon as he saw it, so naturally he wouldn't let it go.

There was nothing to do all the way, and the two finally arrived in the Golden Tooth Mountains before dark.