The State of Zhao is a small country. Like other small countries in the southern part of the country, it yearns for the Eastern Land, the Tang Dynasty, and Chang'an. This is the admiration of the country's leader and the ideal of Zhao Guowen's life, just like the tenement buildings in the capital, and the

The palace is at the same height, and it seems that you can see Chang'an in the east, thousands of mountains and rivers away.

In the season of April, it cannot be said to be cold, nor is it unbearably hot. The gentle wind caresses the earth, passing the Qiang flute in the Northern Desert, blowing through the Eastern Tang Dynasty, kicking up some dust like mist, and under the sunset at dusk

, turned a corner, rolled up the Daqingshan of Zhao State on the edge of the Southern Territory, and landed on a young Vincent sitting there at the top of the green mountain.

The young man was a little thin, holding a gourd in his hand, and wearing a clean blue scribe's gown. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, not tall, with dark skin, but his clear eyes had a touch of intelligence, but they were wrinkled at the moment.

The raised brows made him smart and introverted, and there was a hint of confusion in his expression.

"I failed the exam again..." The young man sighed. His name was Meng Hao. He was an ordinary scholar in Yunjie County under the Daqing Mountains. His parents suddenly disappeared in his early years, leaving behind a family that was not well-off. In recent years, he has studied a lot, and now

Now he is extremely poor.

"I've been taking the exam for three years. I've been reading those books about sages all day long, and I'm almost nauseous. Could it be that the imperial exam is really not my future path for Meng Hao?" Meng Hao laughed at himself, looking down at the gourd in his hand, with an expression on his face.

Somewhat bleak.

"The ideal of being an official and getting rich and becoming a rich man has become farther and farther away, let alone going to the Eastern Land and the Tang Dynasty after I have money... I am a useless scholar." Meng Hao smiled bitterly, sitting on the quiet mountain top, watching.

With the gourd in his hand, his expression became more and more confused. The confusion contained fear of the future, confusion about his own life, not knowing what he could do in the future, and not knowing where the future would be.

Could there be a noble person who takes a fancy to me, could there be a purdah girl who suddenly likes me, or could I still be taking the imperial examinations after a few years?

There are no answers to these questions. For a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, such confusion seems to have turned into a big mouth that swallowed him invisible, making him a little scared.

"Even the tutors in the county town only have a few coins per month, which is not even as profitable as Uncle Wang's carpentry shop. If I had known that I would not go to school in the first few years and learn the carpentry trade with Uncle Wang, I think I would be able to have enough food and clothing in the future.

, better than having nothing now." Meng Hao was silent.

"There is not much food left at home, and we have spent very little money. We still owe Zhou Yuanwai three taels of silver. What should we do in the future..." Meng Hao raised his head, looked at the sky, and murmured. The sky was very blue,

It was so big, so far away that there was no end in sight, as if he couldn't see the future.

After a long time, Meng Hao shook his head, took out a piece of paper from his arms, looked at it carefully, put the note into the gourd, stood up and threw the gourd down the green mountain with all his strength.

There is a big river at the foot of the green mountain. The water does not freeze in the cold winter. It is said that it leads to the Eastern Land and the Tang Dynasty.

Meng Hao, who was on the top of the mountain, silently looked at the gourd drifting away in the river below without blinking. He seemed to see his mother and the joy of his childhood. The gourd contained his ideals and his vision of a magnificent future.

The longing drifts further and further away. I wonder who will pick up this gourd one day in the future and see the note inside.

It wasn't until dozens of breaths passed that Meng Hao withdrew his gaze, hid the confusion in his expression, and took a deep breath of the breath of the mountaintop, his eyes showing determination.

"No matter what, whether it's studying or working, you have to... live." Meng Hao's character was like this, smart but strong. If not for this, he would not have been able to live alone until now after his parents left in the early years.

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Meng Hao raised his head and glanced at the sky. The determination in his eyes was even deeper, and he was about to walk down the mountain.

At this moment, a faint sound suddenly came from under the cliff. The sound seemed to be blown away by the wind, and when it fell into Meng Hao's ears, it was so weak that it seemed difficult to detect it.

"Help...help..."

Meng Hao paused, startled for a moment, and then listened carefully again. The cry for help became clearer now as he concentrated.

"Help……"

Meng Hao walked a few steps quickly and reached the edge of the top of the mountain. When he looked down, he immediately saw that there seemed to be a crack halfway up the cliff. Someone leaned out half of the body from there, with a pale face filled with fear and despair.

is shouting.

"You...but Meng Hao, help me, Master Meng, save me." The person who leaned out from the mountainside was also a young man. He saw Meng Hao at a glance, and his expression immediately showed surprise, as if he was about to survive in a desperate situation.

"Wang Youcai?" Meng Hao opened his eyes wide and looked at the young man halfway up the mountain. He knew this man. He was the son of Uncle Wang, a carpenter shop in the county town.

"You... why did you come here?" Meng Hao glanced at the crack on the mountainside below. It was extremely steep and impossible for anyone to climb down. If you were not careful, you would surely fall into the river below.

Especially if the river is very fast, if you fall into the water, you will almost die.

"It's not just me, there are several other people from nearby counties. We are all here. Brother Meng, don't talk anymore, get us out quickly." Wang Youcai hurriedly spoke, perhaps because he had been leaning there for a long time, and when he finished speaking, he raised his hand

If he hadn't caught the opportunity, his clothes would have almost slipped off if his companions behind him hadn't grabbed him. Wang Youcai's face turned even paler in fright.

Meng Hao saw the danger, but he went up the mountain alone. Without ropes, there was no way to save people. At this moment, he looked back at the vines all over the mountain, and his eyes lit up and he immediately started searching.

He was already thin, so it took him two sticks of incense to find a long enough cane. Panting heavily, he quickly rolled the cane back to the edge of the cliff. While shouting Wang Youcai's name below, he bent down and rolled the cane.

Go down the cliff in a straight line.

"You haven't told me yet, how did you get down there?" Meng Hao asked, following the cane.

"Fly!" The person who said this word was not Wang Youcai, but an eighty-nine-year-old boy who leaned out next to him. This boy had a tiger-like head and spoke loudly.

"Nonsense, why are you flying? You can fly down, why don't you fly up now?" Meng Hao mocked and simply pulled the cane upwards.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. We were captured by a flying woman who said she would take us to some sect to work as handymen." Wang Youcai spoke quickly, fearing to offend Meng Hao and withdrawing the cane.

"It's nonsense again. It can fly? That's the legendary immortal. Who believes it?" Meng Hao dismissed it and secretly thought that in the books he had read, there were many stories about meeting immortals and becoming rich. This kind of

It's just a lie in books.

Seeing that the cane had reached the crack in the cliff, Wang Youcai grabbed it, but suddenly, Meng Hao felt a cold wind behind him, as if the temperature around him suddenly returned to winter, making him shiver, and when he subconsciously turned around, he was immediately startled.

With a shout, the whole person almost fell through the air and fell down the cliff.

A pale-faced woman of no apparent age, wearing a silver robe, stood there looking at Meng Hao expressionlessly. This woman was extremely beautiful, but her pale face and cold aura gave her a certain...

The feeling of just crawling out of the grave.

"Some qualifications, since you found them yourself, can be considered your good fortune."

The sound fell on his ears like bones grinding, especially the woman's eyes that seemed to contain some kind of strange power. When Meng Hao took one look, his whole body immediately became cold, as if there was no secret in front of this woman and he had been seen through.

whole body.

While the words were still echoing, the woman flicked her sleeves, and a green wind suddenly swept up Meng Hao. As Meng Hao screamed, the woman went straight to the cliff and fell. This scene made Meng Hao's mind go blank like a thunderbolt.

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When she reached the crack, the woman raised her hand and threw Meng Hao directly into the crack. As the green wind roared, she stepped in. As soon as she entered, Wang Youcai and the others were frightened and stepped back.

The woman stood there without speaking, just raised her head and glanced at the rattan hanging down from above.

Meng Hao's body was shaking and he was nervous. After getting up, he took a quick look around. The crack was not big and the inside was very small. After a few people stood there, there was not much room left.

When his eyes fell on Wang Youcai, he saw the two young men beside him. One was the tiger-headed guy, and the other was fair and fat. Both of them were trembling at the moment, looking frightened, and seemed to be happy.

Cried out.

"There is already one missing, you should join them." The woman, whose face was pale and seemed to have no emotion at all, no longer looked at the cane at this moment, but instead looked at Meng Hao.

"You...who are you?" Meng Hao suppressed the panic in his heart. After all, he had read a lot of books and had a strong personality. Although he was afraid, he knew that he must not panic at this moment.

The woman didn't say anything. She raised her right hand and the green wind appeared again. Meng Hao, Wang Youcai and others flew out of the cave together with the woman. They disappeared in an instant. Only the big green mountain was left.

Still standing, it gradually melted into the dark night in this dusk.

Meng Hao's face turned pale. He saw himself in the green wind, crossing the sky and flying between the sky and the earth. The wind in front roared into his mouth, and it was difficult to breathe, but a word emerged strongly in his mind.

"Immortal?" He persisted for dozens of breaths before he could no longer bear it, and his vision went dark and he fainted.

When he opened his eyes, he was already in a bluestone clearing halfway up the mountain. The surrounding mountains were undulating, and the clouds and mist shrouded the world. He could see some exquisite lofts surrounding the mountains in all directions, and everything looked strange to his eyes.

Wang Youcai and the other two young men beside him had all woken up at this moment, and were trembling and looking at the woman in front of them with her back to the four of them.

In front of the woman, there were two men wearing green robes. They both looked to be in their twenties, but their eyes were sunken and their pupils were green, which made people look intimidating.

"Senior Sister Xu is so resourceful that she actually brought back four qualified children once she went out." One of the two men said to the woman with compliments.

"Take them to the miscellaneous office." The woman's expression was indifferent. She didn't even look at Meng Hao and the four of them. As she took a step, her whole body turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the mountains.

At this moment, Meng Hao had regained his composure. He stared blankly at the place where the woman disappeared, and his eyes gradually revealed a look that he had never seen in sixteen years. This look made Meng Hao's heart boil.

"Head boy? You are working for an immortal, so you should make a lot of money." Meng Hao looked forward to it, because he could see that the people here were not trying to kill anyone.

"Senior Sister Xu has reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation. She was given a wind flag by the master. She can fly before reaching the foundation, which is enviable." Another green-robed monk said with emotion, and then looked condescending.

Look at Meng Hao and the other four.

"You, and you, follow me to the South District Handyman's Office." As he spoke, the man pointed at Wang Youcai and the tough-headed young man next to him.

"What...what is this place?" When the man pointed at him, Wang Youcai trembled and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Guoshan Sect."

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