"No problem. When the farm is built, I will let you help me take care of it. After all, I will soon step into the immortal gate. Naturally, I cannot guard a breeding farm all day long." Huang Yuntao said.

"Thank you, Master. I will definitely keep the place in order for you."

"Well, work hard from now on. Even if I'm not here in the future, my father, the village chief, will support you. If anyone dares to go against you, you will kill him directly."

When he said this, he deliberately spoke loudly so that people in the entire clearing could hear him.

Not far away, a girl in a red dress, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who was pressing her legs, said flatteringly: "Master Huang, when you become an immortal in the future, don't forget to take care of my little sister."

"That's a must. I will definitely take good care of you when you have another two years..."

Huang Yuntao glanced at Zhou Wanyi's figure, which was beginning to take shape, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Master, look, I'm killing you." Two rosy clouds appeared on the girl's face, but her body straightened up involuntarily.

At this time, someone shouted, "Look, that fool at the east end of the village is going to the river again. He is so stupid to catch fish in such a cold weather without fear of freezing to death."

After hearing this, everyone looked at the path next to the open space and saw Luo Yan walking alone to the river with a bamboo basket and wooden pole.

As the saying goes, there are many unruly people in poor mountains and rivers, and the poorer the place, the worse the social atmosphere.

We all live a hard life, but we like to laugh at those who have a harder time than ourselves. It seems that only in this way can we find a sense of superiority.

Listening to the ridicule coming from all around, Luo Yan had no expression on his face. Since the death of his adoptive father, he had become the target of bullying by everyone in the village. Over time, he got used to it.

After all, other people's mouths are open to them, so just ignore them.

Being diligent, what he has to do now is to catch fish after getting up, put the fish in the water tank to raise them when he comes back, and in the afternoon go to Wolong Ridge near the village to set up some animal traps to catch hares, pheasants and other wild animals.

Beast, he cut some canes back and used his time at night to weave them into baskets.

On the 16th of every month, he would take the fish, mountain animals and tent baskets to the town market and exchange them for food.

In the open space, when Huang Yuntao saw Luo Yan, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He led the rat-eyed boy Wang Tianze and stepped forward to block his way.

Luo Yan frowned, knowing that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble, and did not want to conflict with him, so he took the bamboo basket and wooden pole and prepared to go around to the other side.

However, Huang Yuntao reached out and grabbed the bamboo basket, threw it aside casually, and said with a smile: "You fool, you just left without saying hello when you saw me here. It seems that the lesson I gave you before was not enough."

Luo Yan had a sullen face, held the wooden pole in his hand tightly, and squeezed out two words through his teeth: "Get out of the way."

"Want to go there? OK, today young master

I'm in a good mood, so I won't hit you, but you have to get under my crotch."

"Yes, get through it!" Wang Tianze agreed from the side.

Not far away, the children in the open space seemed to have been used to this scene for a long time, and they all looked like they were watching a show.

A trace of anger flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, he remained silent and walked back silently.

"Did I let you go?" Huang Yuntao stepped forward, grabbed the wooden pole, and broke it into two pieces.

"Don't go too far!" he said coldly.

"I just went too far." Huang Yuntao sneered, holding the wooden pole and hitting him.

Snap!

Luo Yan felt a burning pain on his arm, and a bloodstain appeared on his arm.

As the saying goes, the clay figurine was still angry. He was so angry that he kicked him unexpectedly, then quickly grabbed the bamboo basket on the ground and ran towards the river.

The latter obviously didn't expect that he would dare to resist. He received a strong blow on his stomach and stumbled to the ground, almost falling to his knees.

"Catch this fool and beat him hard." Huang Yuntao roared.

Immediately, Wang Tianze and several other teenagers in the open space next to him chased after him.

Luo Yan was quickly caught, and without saying a word, several people rained fists and kicks on him.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Moreover, he is only a twelve-year-old child. How could he resist the beatings of so many people? He could only curl up and protect his important parts with his arms.

Soon, Huang Yuntao came over and kicked a few times hard, one of which hit the broken sword in Luo Yan's arms. He grinned in pain and turned around twice holding his feet.

"Oh shit!"

Furious, he raised half of the wooden stick in his hand and was about to hit Luo Yan on the head.

Wang Tianze was worried that someone would be killed, so he hurriedly hugged him and said, "Master, it's almost over. If we beat this fool to death, we will be in trouble."

Huang Yuntao pushed Wang Tianze away and was still angry. The wooden stick deflected and landed on Luo Yan's back.

Seeing Luo Yan's bruised nose and swollen face, the anger in his chest subsided a little. He spat on the ground and said viciously:

"Idiot, this is just a small lesson. As long as I want something in the village, I can't get it. I'm going to say this today, and the place where you live will definitely become my breeding farm. If you know the truth,

Obediently take out the land deed, otherwise you will never have a chance to live a good life in the future."

After saying that, he kicked again and then led Wang Tianze and others away.

This scene happened to be seen by Shangguan Feiyu, who was holding a dustpan and preparing to go to the river to pick up snails. She hurriedly ran from a distance.

"Brother Luo Yan, are you okay?" Looking at the bruises and bruises on his body, the little girl was so heartbroken that she was about to cry.

"I'm fine, let's go."

Shangguan Feiyu pursed his lips

, carefully wiped the blood off his face, and helped him walk to the river.

…

At the same time, on the Qixia Peak of Tianlingmen, tens of thousands of miles away from the village.

The half-sword blade held by a young girl suddenly shook violently, and the word "Xunting" engraved on the sword body emitted a golden light, shot through the wall, and rushed into the distance.

The girl is about twenty years old, with a tall and slim body, three thousand hairs like waterfalls, a pair of long and straight jade legs, and a delicate face as if carefully carved by God.

Huyan Peiqing stroked the half-severed sword she had picked up in Wolong Ridge ten years ago, looked in the direction where the golden light flew, and felt that there was a mysterious power calling her.

With his toes touching the ground, Yujian chased after him.

…

At noon, Luo Yan returned home, briefly treated the wound, and made some lunch using the wild vegetables that had been dried in the yard before. After eating, he went to the back mountain.

An hour later, he walked into an old forest and set up some simple animal traps in places where mountain animals often haunted. He cut another bundle of rattan sticks, and finally came to a flat open space in the forest, where he began to hunt day after day.

One day of physical training.

When his father was still alive, he, like other children, would exercise every day in the open space in the village. After all, there were specialized masters there to give him guidance, which could help him avoid detours.

But after his father passed away, the village chief set his sights on his family's land, always trying to make him feel uncomfortable and trying to get him to hand over the land deed.

In addition, the village chief's son Huang Yuntao has always disliked Luo Yan. Now that he has become an orphan, there is no reason not to bully him.

At the beginning, he resisted Huang Yuntao's aggressiveness, but he was a kid. There were many followers like Wang Zetian, and they were generally older than him, so naturally he couldn't fight.

Moreover, he has the support of a village elder, and even the master in the village wants to please him. Every time he sees Luo Yan being bullied, he turns a blind eye.

Luo Yan had a hard time explaining things, so he could only avoid them as much as possible in the village, and of course he would not go to the open space again.

However, he did not give up training. On the contrary, he became more diligent, but he only changed to an open space on the mountain.

Because of his unremitting practice every day since childhood, Luo Yan has now reached the seventh level of body training.

You must know that people like Huang Yuntao and Zhou Wanyi who are already seventeen years old are still at the ninth level of body refining, but he is five or six years younger than them.

Luo Yan is confident that as long as he persists, he will catch up with others sooner or later.

He remembered what his father often said to him when he was still alive: Entering the Immortal Sect and having a baby..., so no matter how hard and tiring his life is now, he must work hard to practice.

He didn't go down the mountain until the sun went down. When he got home, he had something to eat and started weaving baskets.
Chapter completed!