Zhao Xiang wore a green cloth cotton robe, a black cloth hat, and a straight body, walked through the courtyard, passed through the ear room, crossed the threshold of the side door, and got into the whining wind.As soon as he left the house, he couldn't help but shiver a few times, and his body shook a few times, just like the cotton wool exposed in the cotton robe, which kept shaking with the direction of the wind in the wind.Zhao Xiang's family lives in a small basin.The basin is surrounded by green hills, roughly four or five hundred meters high.The village where he lives is in the southwest of Qingshui Country, with excellent scenery and rich folk customs.The villagers live a life of income and rest at sunrise, never fighting, and the neighbors and relatives get along very closely, and there is rarely disharmony.If there is an exception, it must be the Zhao family.Zhao Xiang's family, in the mountain village, is the only family surnamed Zhao, I don't know from which generation, they moved here to settle here, has been living here, it is said that this village is from the day his Zhao family came to slowly develop.Maybe that's why, this village is called Zhaojia Village.The Zhao family is all in one lineage, and none of the Zhao family has lived past the age of fifty.However, all this has changed in the generation of Zhao Xiang's father, Zhao Ming.Since marrying Hua Lanxiang at the age of thirty-five, Zhao Ming gave birth to three sons Zhao Long, Zhao Yun, and Zhao Fei within five years, and the three brothers are about the same age, respectively eighteen, sixteen, and thirteen.Almost everyone in the village was happy that the Zhao family had changed their fate.However, the villagers were surprised to find that Zhao Ming actually broke the tradition of men in the village not marrying the second room, and married back a yellow flower girl from outside the mountain, that is, Lan Xiaodie, who later gave birth to Zhao Xiang.What makes everyone in the village even more incomplacent and deeply dissatisfied is that since Zhao Xiang was born, the originally harmonious Zhao family is no longer peaceful, and Lan Xiaodie, Zhao Xiang and their mother and son have started a painful and humiliating life, and are often bullied by Zhao Ming and Hua Lanxiang's family.Until Lan Xiaodie died in despair, Zhao Xiang's experience became even more miserable and pitiful.In line with the principle of non-interference, and because the Zhao family is the aboriginal and founder of Zhaojia Village, and the Zhao family always helps the people in the village, all the families in the village remain silent.Zhao Xiang was walking in the village, and the flower dog at home chased after him and barked, as if it also knew the power of bullying the weak fox and the fake tiger.When passing in front of Huzi's house, he glanced at this friend who had always cared about him, and his little hand appeared in front of him, holding a hot sweet potato in his hand, and the crisp voice knocked on every cell in his body: "Give, eat" Goodbye, Huzi I will never forget your neverZhao Xiang's footsteps, in front of the wooden fence door of Huzi's house, paused slightly, and then resolutely stepped forward.After walking for about five minutes, Zhao Xiang walked to the wooden house with a single courtyard in the west of the village.Grandpa Hu in Zhao Xiang's mouth, his name is Hu Jinshan, and he lives in this wooden house.Hu Jinshan seemed to have expected and even saw Zhao Xiang coming to his house soon, and when Zhao Xiang was still twenty or thirty meters away from the courtyard, he opened the wooden door of the courtyard, stood at the door, and leaned against the door frame.With a smile on his face, he stood quietly in the wind, looking at Zhao Xiang who was walking in the distance affectionately, his white hair flying in the wind."
Ah Xiang," Hu Jinshan's voice permeated with gentleness, "Why do you have time to come to me today" "Grandpa Hu, I want to cultivate the truth, you can take me to the cultivation of the truth" Zhao Xiang raised his face with a long scar, and his voice was full of determination."
Why did you promise me so readily, didn't you want to do it before" Hu Jinshan looked at Zhao Xiang, whose face was red from the cold, and put on a broken casserole to ask the end."
I want to" Zhao Xiang paused for a moment, pressed the anger in his chest to the bottom of his heart, but his two fists were clenched tightly, "I don't want to stay at home, I want to learn great skills" Hu Jinshan retracted all the smiles on his face, stared at Zhao Xiang's seemingly calm expression, and confirmed: "What you said is true, I will never regret it" "I will never regret it Zhao Xiang swore to your grandfather, I will never regret it, no matter how much I suffer and how many grievances I suffer, I will never regret it, never" Zhao Xiang's eyes, tone, and even every muscle in his body, It seems that there are two words written "Okay, okay, then you say, when will we go, Ah Xiang" "Sooner or later, we have to leave, just now, okay, Grandpa Hu" "Okay, okay, Ah Xiang, grandpa listens to you, let's go" Hu Jinshan's cuffs flicked, and a crescent-shaped black sword quickly became larger, and almost at the same time, a cloud immediately enveloped the sword body, and then spread towards Zhao Xiang.In the flash of light, Hu Jinshan took Zhao Xiang and turned into Changhong and disappeared in place.Zhao Xiang felt that his body suddenly lightened, and the violent wind blew his face painfully, and when he looked closely, he was immediately surprised to find that he was standing on Grandpa Hu's suddenly bigger sword, and there was a thin and transparent light curtain around the sword, half a person as high, like a wall, to prevent Zhao Xiang on the sword from accidentally slipping down.They were flying fast in the air.Zhao Xiang in the light curtain saw that the village on the ground was getting higher and smaller, turning into a black dot the size of a palm, and quickly retreated.In just such an instant, in fact, it was two or three seconds, and his whole body was blown by the cold wind and shivered incessantly, as if sifting chaff, and then tears rolled down from his eye sockets like leaves swept by the autumn wind.Suddenly, streams of warm true qi flew from Hu Jinshan's left hand and instantly flowed into Zhao Xiang's limbs."
Ah Xiang, hurry up and close your eyes," Hu Jinshan's gentle voice was full of concern, "Otherwise, your eyes are blind, hehe, don't complain that grandpa didn't remind you" Zhao Xiang leaned close to Hu Jinshan very obediently and didn't say anything.For this Hu Jinshan, Zhao Xiang has felt the breath of his grandfather from him since he can remember, if there is any grievance, it is strange to say, as long as he comes to this Hu Jinshan, it seems to dissolve and melt in an instant.Although Hu Jinshan had repeatedly asked Zhao Xiang to follow him out to cultivate the truth, Zhao Xiang never agreed to him because he was attached to his mother, father, and this so-called home.Now seeing Hu Jinshan's amazing mana, Zhao Xiang's desire to cultivate truth and immortality in his heart is not only stronger, but also actively longing and yearning.It didn't take long for Zhao Xiang to feel that Grandpa Hu Jinshan was panting a little sickly, and his speed slowed down significantly, and when he opened his eyes slightly, he found that Hu Jinshan had fallen from the air to the ground.Due to inertia, Zhao Xiang's body still maintained a momentum of rushing forward.Just when he wanted to fall but didn't fall, Hu Jinshan quickly stretched out his left hand, and a white light shot out from it, stabilizing Zhao Xiang's body that was about to fall forward.After a whirlwind, Zhao Xiang immediately raised his head and began to look curiously.A beautiful scenery like a paradise fell into the depths of Zhao Xiang's eyes.At the moment, although it is a cold day of nine days and three feet of freezing, it is a spring scene full of vitality here
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