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Early the next morning, Xie Ling woke up from his sleep. He looked around suspiciously. Yes, this was indeed his room. He got out of bed. He wanted to tell his father everything he saw. It was so terrible that his eighth uncle actually killed him.

The second uncle and Xie Hong were dead. But when they got to the door, they found that the door was locked.

He banged on the wooden door hard and called for his father. Finally, a voice came from outside and it was Xie Fanghe who came.

He was overjoyed, and the servant opened the door, and Xie Fanghe walked in from the outside with a livid face.

"Father--"

Snapped--

Xie Ling's right cheek felt sore. Xie Fanghe, who had always doted on him, actually slapped him in the face.

Xie Fanghe seemed to be stunned by his actions, standing there blankly, the hand that had hit Xie Ling kept trembling slightly.

"Father, why are you beating Ling'er? You have never beaten Ling'er before?" Xie Ling covered the right side of her face, feeling aggrieved and sad tears could not help but flow from her eyes.

"From today on, you are not allowed to leave this room, A-Gang. If you let him go out, ask the family to prepare a coffin!" Xie Fanghe retracted his hand, turned around and walked out.

"Yes, I understand!" the servant A Gang who was following behind quickly said yes in fright.

The door clanged and was locked again, leaving Xie Ling standing there without any feeling!

Just like Xie Fanghe said, in the first year, Xie Ling was not allowed to leave the house for even half a step. In the second year, he was only allowed to walk in his own yard. Apart from that, he was not allowed to leave the West House yard for even half a step.

Those servants were facing death, and no one dared to slack off. A year later, Xie Fanghe also went abroad to take care of the family business, and did not return to Xie's house for several years.

Another three years passed in a flash, and Xie Ling spent every day in the study room. Since that incident, no one from the clan has come to see him. He has gone from being manic at the beginning to being calm now, and his mood has changed.

He is becoming more mature. But today he is a little nervous, because today is his sixteenth birthday. Before he left, his father said that he would come back on this day and give him a special gift.

At this time, in the underground secret room of Xie's Qiulongyuan, an old man with snow-white temples was sitting cross-legged on a futon. He was Xie Pengfei, who had been unable to escape from seclusion twelve years ago.

"Father, my son Fangmo, please see me if you need anything!" Xie Fangmo's voice came from outside.

"Come in!" Xie Pengfei's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Did Xie Fangmo want to ask him for something? Could it be that there was something going on in the Wang family?

The door opened, and a man who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar came in from the outside. He kowtowed to Xie Pengfei first. Even if he now has the peak cultivation level of the late foundation building stage, and no matter how much he improves his cultivation level in the future, in front of the old man opposite,

He will always have to do this because he is the eldest son of the Xie family and Xie Pengfei’s proudest son, Xie Fangmo!

"Fangmo, is there anything important?" Xie Pengfei said calmly.

"Third brother is back!" Xie Fangmo said slowly.

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

"Today is Xie Ling's sixteenth birthday. My third brother asked me for a spot as a trial student. He said this is what you promised." Xie Fangmo said while paying attention to his father's face across from him.

"Haha, I didn't expect that twelve years have passed in such a flash. Give it to him! Now that he is sixteen years old, those who are still thinking about the beads should stop worrying." Xie Pengfei closed his eyes again after saying this.

In the west room of Qiulongyuan, Xie Ling hugged Xie Fanghe tightly. After suppressing it for too long, tears burst out like a river bursting its embankment.

"Don't you want to see the gift I gave you?" Xie Fanghe said with a smile, holding back the tears in his eyes.

"I want to!" Xie Ling stopped crying, loosened her arms around her father, and looked up at Xie Fanghe expectantly.

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

“This is—” After Xie Ling took it, he saw the word ‘Cang Yue’ engraved on the front and the word ‘Trial’ printed on the back.

"Young Master, this is the trial birth token of Cang Yue Sect!" A Gang said in surprise.

"The trial birth token, Cang Yue Sect, is it the Cang Yue Sect where my grandfather, uncle and the others stayed?" Xie Ling's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, it's the Cang Yue Sect where your grandfather and uncle stayed!" Xie Fanghe said with a smile.

Xie Ling held the black token in his hand tightly, fearing that it would grow wings and fly away. In the Xie family, Xie Fangmo's demeanor, Xie Ling could even hear the cocoon coming from the mouths of some servants. What is Xie?

The eldest son of the family fought against the five heroes of Huainan in a one-on-one battle. Xie Fangmo defeated two heroes with a single sword. In short, in the territory of Nanyang County, Xie Fangmo's reputation is enough to rank among the top five. It can be said that he is famous!

In the Xie family, due to limited resources, only disciples with excellent immortal roots are trained. The rest of the disciples with immortal roots can only rely on their own strength to enter the sect and gain the opportunity to practice, but such opportunities are also very slim.

, but this trial student token given by Cang Yue Sect can directly lead to the immortal gate, allowing you to enjoy the opportunity of trial without participating in any selection.

That night, Xie Ling fell asleep holding the token. In his dream, he was holding the dark Cang Yue token, so majestic that all the Xie family disciples who used to look at him coldly looked envious.

, but just when he was enjoying himself, a cold voice came like a bucket of cold water, "Xie Ling, what are you doing? Whoever let you out, don't let me go back to my house!" It was his stepmother.

With his voice, all the Xie family disciples who were fawning over him dispersed in an instant, and he was the only one left in the whole world!

"I won't go back, I won't go back, I want to go to Cang Yue Sect!" Xie Ling woke up from his sleep, his forehead was covered with sweat beads, he was breathing heavily, suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and looked at his two hands tightly

He breathed a long sigh of relief as he held the thing in his arms. The thing was still there!

Xie Ling guarded the token and waited for three full days. It was early in the morning on the fourth day that Xie Fanghe personally sent him out of Qiulongyuan.

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

Xie Ling watched A Gang leave curiously, wondering if his father had anything else to explain.

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

"Didn't mom die of illness? What's going on? Father, please tell Ling'er quickly!" Xie Ling was suddenly startled, and countless broken memories resurfaced in his mind.

The endless wilderness, the sky full of stars, the deep valleys, and the stone monuments all appear vaguely in my dreams.

"Of course not, but if you can practice 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.

"I will do it for my mother!" Xie Ling clenched her fists and said.

"Okay, dad believes in you! But if you can't do it, don't come back and ask me. Do you understand?" Xie Fanghe touched his son's head, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Dad, second uncle and eighth uncle——"

"The fact that you have been holding back until now about your second uncle and eighth uncle proves that your mind has indeed improved a lot over the years. When you reach the foundation-building stage, dad will tell you all about it. Remember,

There are no absolute enemies or absolute friends outside. The larger the sect, the more complicated it is inside, so be careful with everything!" Xie Fanghe interrupted.

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

Xie Fanghe nodded happily, waved his hand and said: "Go!"

Xie Ling kowtowed heavily on the ground several times, and then walked away into the distance without looking back. Not long after, Xie Ling and A Gang disappeared from Xie Fanghe's sight.

"A Gang, are you ready with the things I asked you to prepare?" Xie Ling slowed down his pace when he saw that he had left the Qiulongyuan.

"Get ready, young master, what do you want to do with it?" A-Gang took out a packet of incense candle paper money from his arms and asked in confusion.

"Don't ask any questions, just follow me!" Xie Ling said.

A Gang had no choice but to follow Xie Ling towards a mountain col.

This should be it. Xie Ling looked a little sad as he looked at the creek not far away.

Lighting the incense candles and paper money, his thoughts returned to that terrifying afternoon. Why did the eighth uncle kill the second uncle and Xie Hong, and how could the second uncle be injured? And the young man seemed to hear something in his memory

Its name was Wang Tao, why it was here, how he fainted later, and who took him home. All of this was a mystery that had troubled him for so many years.

At this time, the sun has climbed up, and the sunlight is shining obliquely on the stream. Because it has been relatively dry recently, the stream is low-lying. The sunlight falls on something inside and then reflects off Xie Ling's face.

He rubbed his eyes that were dazzled by the green light and looked over there curiously.

I saw a group of green things in the stream not far across the way, reflecting a dazzling brilliance under the sunlight. I was shaken by it just now.

He walked towards that direction curiously. A Gang didn't know what he was going to do, so he shouted: "Young Master, that way is not the direction to Golden Tooth Mountain!"

"I understand. Wait for me here and don't wander around!" Xie Ling ordered.

"Yes, young master!" A'gan stood there helplessly, staring at Xie Ling, for fear of accidentally losing him.

Xie Ling went down to the stream. The cold water could only barely touch his ankles. He bent down and took out a small green sword about an inch long from the gap between the stones in the water.

"blue sky--"

The sword is engraved with the two ancient characters "Bi Luo". If he hadn't been trapped at home and studied countless times over the years, he would never have been able to recognize this almost extinct ancient character.

"Master, are you okay? It's getting late, and we have to hurry up!" Agan became a little anxious at this time and shouted over here.

"Okay, I'll come right over!" Xie Ling hid the small sword in the leggings on the side of his right foot and turned back. He liked the small sword called Biluo at the first sight and naturally he would not let it go.
Chapter completed!