Beast

Fengju City is located on the northwest side of the Dongju Mountains, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles. The gray-green city wall is seven feet high. The whole city is simple and heavy. Standing under the city wall, a person who is pressed down by the city wall would be unable to breathe.

At this time, a slovenly young man with shabby clothes and dusty clothes stood outside the south gate closest to the mountains. He stood a hundred meters away from the city gate and stared blankly into the city. The young man's face was covered with dirt, but he could vaguely see

There was a blue bruise.

This young man was Yang Qing who secretly ran away from his parents. He spent three days walking more than 200 miles. His shoes were worn out and blisters appeared on his feet. The blisters were worn out again. At this time, the soles of his feet

It was already blood red.

"Finally here..." Yang Qing stared blankly, his heart filled with joy and luck. What made him happy was that he finally found Fengju City. What was even more fortunate was that he did not get lost during the more than two hundred miles of road.

The reason I get lost is because I have guidance from passers-by when I encounter a fork in the road, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to tell where I’m going now.

'Plop' sat down on the ground, and Yang Qing dared to relax a little. Although the three days were short, only Yang Qing knew how he got here.

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 had eight copper coins, which he always carried with him. Even when he left the Ba Forging Iron Shop that day, he didn't leave them behind. He spent all eight coins to buy some sesame seed cakes to eat on the road.

Yang Qing was on the road during the day and found a safer place to sleep at night. The night was the most difficult, with his body curled up and not much food in his stomach. His hunger and fear made it difficult for him to fall asleep. He was afraid of encountering mountain spirits and wild monsters.

A man-eating jackal appears.

I was walking on the official road during the day, and my injuries didn't heal. I felt pain every step I took. Fortunately, the official road was flat, and there were trees beside the road, providing shade, so I didn't suffer from heatstroke.

Eat the sesame seed cakes in your arms one at a time to satisfy your hunger, but if you are not full, drink some dew when you are thirsty, and drink some water from the creek when you encounter it.

In summer, the sun is as hot as a fire, the nights are sultry, and there is dew in the morning. Yang Qing's clothes have been washed several times with sweat and dew, and have been rubbed with a lot of mud. Now the original appearance of the clothes can no longer be seen.

The unkempt Yang Qing is no different from a beggar.

"Just wait outside, there should be many people going to Yufeng Sect." When Yang Qing arrived near Fengju City, the city guarding soldier yelled at him to stay away. The soldier did not 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 begging or begging for food.

The people who can enter Fengju City are very extraordinary. The fee to enter the city is ten taels of silver. These people are gorgeously dressed, equipped with jewelry, and have many guards and attendants.

Only a small area of ​​Fengju City is allowed for ordinary people to enter. Other places, such as the center of the city, are not allowed for ordinary people to enter no matter how much gold and silver they spend.

These places are called square markets, which are places where monks conduct transactions. Whether it is magic weapons, magic elixirs, exotic flowers and herbs, exercises, spells, monsters or spiritual pets, they are all traded here. They are only open to monks, and here real money and silver are sold.

They are only used as materials for refining weapons, and spiritual stones are used as currency.

Birds cannot pass through Fengju City. This is not a legend. It is because the entire Fengju City has been equipped with a huge no-fly formation. Even the great monks in the 'Dingling' realm cannot even think of using magic weapons to fly into the sky.

Yang Qing didn't know all this. At this moment, he was sitting alone outside the city gate, watching the people coming and going, waiting eagerly.

I heard from Wang Youcai that the Yufeng Sect would recruit disciples in a few days. Yang Qing didn't know the exact number of days, so he had to just wait. He went into the Dongju Mountains alone to look for the Yufeng Sect. Whether he could find it or not, he didn't say yet.

It is very possible to be caught by wild animals and eaten to satisfy hunger.

The waiting time always passed very slowly. Yang Qing was sitting on the ground to rest, but now he couldn't sit still anymore. He could only linger in place, "Did I miss it?" This was Yang Qing's inner thought and his worry.

Once you miss it, everything is just an illusion.

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

"It's you, Qu Fei!" Yang Qing turned around and was also surprised. This person was none other than the little beggar Yang Qing met in Shuangxing Town a while ago, named Qu Fei.

"Brother, why are you looking like this after I haven't seen you for a few days? Now you are just like me." Qu Fei was about ten years old, with a yellow face and muscles. He couldn't tell the dirt and bruises on Yang Qing's face. He glanced at the dirty clothes again.

I thought I was the same as him.

"Don't mention it, why are you here? Do you also want to join the Yufeng Sect?" Yang Qing clucked his lips and didn't take it seriously. He didn't want to mention the beating to Qu Fei, and then asked Qu Fei why he came here.

The wind lives outside the city.

"Hey, that's it..." Qu Fei sighed like an adult and started talking to Yang Qing.

After Yang Qing met Qu Fei that day, 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 road, I heard a few people dressed as warriors chatting and learned that a group called Yufeng Sect was recruiting outside disciples. Qu Fei thought it was a gang in the martial arts world, so he planned to come over and have a look. It would be best if he could be recruited, but there was no such thing.

I decided to find a prosperous place to stay and start begging.

During these more than ten days, Qu Fei was not in a hurry. He walked around and went in when he saw a village. When he saw a town, he went to check it out. It would be best if he could have a full meal.

What Qu Fei didn't expect was that he and Yang Qing would arrive outside Fengju City one day.

"I heard that the Yufeng Sect is full of fairy-like figures." Yang Qing's anxiety faded a bit when he saw the people he knew.

"I don't know if we have missed it, what should we do?" Looking at the people coming and going, concern makes people confused.

"What are you panicking about? I'm lucky to have gained it, but I've lost my life." Qu Fei is younger than Yang Qing, but he has a lot of knowledge. Qu Fei has traveled to more than a dozen towns near Shuangxing Town, and Yang Qing has this knowledge.

No, her young face was calm and calm, "So what if you are a god? If you let three of me be full and one be drunk, I am not worthy of being a god."

"Those who have the same purpose as us have either not arrived yet, or they have entered Fengju City, or they are resting somewhere else. There are no more than these three possibilities." Qu Fei lay on the ground, tapping Erlang's legs and leisurely wandering

said.

"Brother, do you have any dry food? Let me give you some." Qu Fei asked Yang Qing with a smile when he had finished eating the dry food.

"What, what luck, why can't I understand what you are saying? There is also the last sesame seed cake, let's eat it together." Yang Qing couldn't read a basket of Chinese characters. Qu Fei didn't understand what he said, so he took it out of his arms.

The last sesame seed cake and Qu Fei each ate half of it.

"Here, 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 gulps from the gourd.

"Finding a cool place to stay, just waiting here is not an option." After half a piece of cake, Qu Fei felt much more energetic. The sun in the sky was too dazzling, so he pulled Yang Qing to find a place to enjoy the cool air.

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

As the sun set, everyone was still waiting. They all knew that they would not be recruiting disciples today, so they all took out their dry food and found a place to eat.

Yang Qing had eaten up the last of the sesame-burning cakes, and Qu Fei had no stock, so he could only drink water for dinner. As soon as it got dark, he fell asleep in a daze.

He and Qu Fei slept one night next to a low hill. In the early morning of the next day, Yang Qing, who woke up from hunger, came to the outside of Fengju City. The city gate was open, and the soldiers were still at the gate. They were originally waiting outside the city.

Everyone there has disappeared.

"What's going on? They're all gone... Did I oversleep? It's just dawn today." Yang Qing couldn't see anyone, so he immediately panicked, fearing that he would miss the opportunity for Yufeng Sect to recruit disciples and blame himself for being too sleepy.

Yang Qing turned around and looked around, then ran towards the short hill.

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

Everyone couldn't wait all night with their eyes open. They all found a place to sleep after dark. Yang Qing got up early and went directly to the city gate. Others were sleeping under the low hill and hadn't gotten up yet. Naturally, he saw

Less than.

"What's wrong? Is it on fire? I'm so angry. You've disturbed my sweet dream. I'll give you my white rice." Yang Qing ran past him and woke up Qu Fei, who was dissatisfied.

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

Not long after, other people came to pack their things, and there were more than a hundred people at first glance.

The fiery red sun gradually rose, and more and more people came and went at the city gate. Everyone was waiting outside the city again like yesterday.

Just when everyone was looking around, a group of people walked out of the city. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a green robe. His hair was pulled up on top of his head with a wooden hairpin pinned to his face. His expression was cold.

The middle-aged man was followed by a group of people who were all well-dressed and with rosy faces. It was obvious at a glance that they all came from wealthy families, and most of them were adults. Among these people were three young men who were also wearing green robes. They were talking to the people next to them.

Talking.

"Hula!" The hundreds of people who slept next to the low hill last night rushed to a hundred meters outside the city gate and stood there, not daring to move forward.

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw the appearance of this group of people, with disdain and dissatisfaction on his face.

"Those who join the Yufeng Sect to recruit outer disciples, come with me. What a shame to be stuck here!" The middle-aged man spoke quietly, but everyone heard clearly.

The crowd didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they had no choice but to follow behind. The richly dressed nobleman looked displeased and obviously didn't want to be associated with him.

After walking for a stick of incense, the middle-aged man stopped and walked forward until he entered the Dongju Mountains.

"Master Nephew Zhao, take the disciples who have been admitted over there and let them say goodbye to their parents, and then we will leave," the middle-aged man said to a young man in green robes.

"Yes, uncle, come with me," the young man in green robe said to the group of people who came out with them.

Yang Qing stared at the crowd with hatred on his face. He saw Wang Erli and his son Wang Youcai among the group of people walking out of the city. Wang Erli was talking to Wang Youcai, but he did not see Yang Qing.

"This time Yufeng Sect recruited outer disciples just to fill the vacancies, and the news was not spread out intentionally. It is your blessing to get this news and come here." The middle-aged man said, and there was no one among the hundreds of people except him.

Dare to speak.

"We have all recruited the outer disciples for weapon refining, alchemy making, and talisman making. There are still five people from the medicine garden, five people from the spirit beast garden, fifteen people from the palace staff, and twenty people from the cold iron mining area."

"The requirements for the recruitment of outer disciples of our Yufeng Sect are that they are between eight and sixteen years old, and that they have no disabilities or blemishes."

"Those who meet the requirements will stand up, and those who are not relevant will leave."

Boys and girls aged between eight and sixteen all came out to stand, including Yang Qing and Qu Fei.

"It's a waste of time, just a kid under 16" "Why, I have plenty of strength"

Complaints and pleas became a chaotic mess.

"Shut up, why do you want to cause trouble?" Before the middle-aged man could say anything, another young man in his twenties and seventies in green robes said with a stern face, and stepped forward, looking like he was ready to take action at any time.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence among them, only their eyes still expressed their unwillingness.

"You, you, and you, don't you understand what I'm saying?" The middle-aged man looked around Yang Qing and the others and said with an unkind expression.

The few people who were pointed out walked out with pale faces and dejected faces. They were all seventeen or eighteen years old and thought they could get away with it.

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

“Those who know basic herbal medicine come forward”

"Those who know more than a thousand words stand up."

"Five of you will go to the medicine garden, you two and three of you will go to the Spiritual Beast Garden, fifteen of you will go to the Palace Service, and eight of you will go to the Cold Iron Mining Area."

Among those who stood up this time, seven people who knew herbal medicine entered the medicine garden and the spiritual animal garden, and twenty-six people who knew a thousand words entered the Dianqin and Hantie mining areas.

Yang Qing and Qu Fei were still where they were. Yang Qing was anxious, as the place was about to be full. Qu Fei smiled helplessly. Although he usually spoke one thing after another, he could speak but not write, and he might know the words.

He, but he doesn't know the words.

"The rest, go and move the stone. Those who can move the stone will enter the Han Iron Mine. There are still twelve people left. Until the quota is full, start here first. Don't mess up, otherwise we will be eliminated directly." The middle-aged man pointed to the side

The stone as big as a wooden basin said in a cold voice, the weight of that stone is over a hundred kilograms.

"Drink" The first person to move was a strong young man. He used his hands hard and his face turned red from holding it in. He shouted loudly and moved the stone. It was more than a foot off the ground. "I moved it, haha."

"Next"

The young men standing in a row looked sideways and in front of them, hoping that no one else would be able to lift the stone.

More than 20 people went to try one after another. They laughed loudly and were very excited when they lifted the stone. They looked depressed when they couldn't move it. A girl walked up to the stone and gave up without moving it. She threw herself into her mother's arms and said "woo woo"

The ground cried.

Yang Qing was the ninth person to move the stone. Yang Qing is fourteen years old this year. Working in the fields all year round has made him very strong. Pulling the bellows in the Eight Forged Iron Shop for more than a month has made him stronger.

a lot of.

Yang Qing placed his hands on the bottom of the stone, bent his legs, then lifted it up suddenly, then exerted force on his legs, and the stone was lifted.

"Dong" the 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 Shitou and gave up immediately. Although he could not enter Yufeng Sect, he did not feel too disappointed on his face.

"So far, twelve people are full." Soon twelve teenagers, including Yang Qing, had lifted the stone.

"Master Immortal, I haven't tried it 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.

"Don't be nagging, I can only blame you for not having enough opportunities," the middle-aged man scolded and stopped looking at the young man.

The seven or eight young men who had not yet come forward to try had different expressions, some were disappointed, some were regretful, and some were filled with hatred.

"I'll give you a cup of tea, go and say goodbye to your family, and then follow me back to the clan." The middle-aged man arranged in a cold voice, preparing to return to the clan.

"Brother, you go and become an outer disciple. I will travel around and treat you to delicious pork head meat when I get the chance." Qu Fei said calmly, and then waved to Yang Qing and turned around to leave. He was already used to seeing each other.

to disappointment.

Yang Qing couldn't say any words of comfort and felt sad in her heart.

The young men who were recruited as outer disciples said goodbye to their fathers and mothers. Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were standing alone in a daze.

"Father, mother, I finally entered Yufeng Sect," Yang Qing looked in the direction of home and shouted in his heart.

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

"That's Yang Qing?" Wang Erli watched his wailing son enter the mountains. He accidentally saw Yang Qing and sounded surprised.;