Seeing his father's more and more serious expression, Xu Zimo quickly replied: "I really haven't thought about marriage, don't talk about your parents' order and matchmaker's words when you are old, free love is popular now."
"Don't you understand?" Xu Qingshan explained: "Baili Xiao is destined to be vigorously cultivated by the sect, and even to compete for the destiny, I am also thinking of you.
Moreover, feelings can be cultivated slowly! "
"So, the relationship between you and my mother was also cultivated slowly?" Xu Zimo asked.
"How is it possible," Xu Qingshan quickly replied: "The spring breeze is blowing, beside the willow river, there are young and slender young girls, your mother and I fell in love at first sight."
"Then I also want to find someone who falls in love at first sight," Xu Zimo said.
"Are you trying to fight for the emperor?" Xu Qingshan looked at Xu Zimo and asked seriously.
"Who doesn't want to be the emperor?" Xu Zimo asked back.
"I understand." Xu Qingshan was silent for a while, and said: "You go, the sect will hold a competition of seven sects in half a year, you should prepare in advance.
When the time comes, if I win the game, I can justifiably make you the son of God. "
In fact, Xu Zimo was not interested in the position of Holy Son, but he nodded and left Qingshan Peak.
...
Then he took Lin Ruhu and Xiao Guizi to Shili Town.
Several people went to Yushou Pavilion first, and one of them rented a flying horse, and then left Zhenwu Shengzong in a mighty way.
It was spring at this time, and the willow trees on the roadside grew buds, and the flowers were scrambling to open up, and a few spring breezes blew from a distance, blowing up a burst of dust.
On the competition arena in Qingyang Village, a competition in full swing is going on.
Chu Yang looked at the young man in front of him, drew the Youlong sword out of its sheath, and unleashed the Thirteen Ruying Swords that Mo Lao had taught him.
The long sword buzzed in the air, turning into thirteen afterimages and killing the boy facing him.
The boy on the opposite side held a knife in both hands, struggling to resist the sword shadow, he fought and retreated, and was about to retreat to the edge of the competition platform.
Chu Yang's eyes flashed brightly, Jian Ying's speed became faster and faster, and then took the opportunity to kick the opponent off the competition ring.
"I declare that Chu Yang will be the first in our Qingyang Village martial arts competition this time," Coach Mo shouted gratifiedly from the sidelines.
He has witnessed the rise of this young man with his own eyes. From being weak and unable to stand on horseback at the beginning, he has now reached the fifth level of the Spiritual Pulse Realm, becoming a leader of the younger generation in Qingyang Town.
And this young man only spent a few short weeks, he was not in a hurry, and he was not at all proud of his small achievements.
The future is promising!
...
"Coach Mo, I think it's time for me to leave Qingyang Village. Thank you for taking care of me during this time." After the competition, Chu Yang approached Coach Mo and expressed his thoughts seriously.
Coach Mo was stunned for a moment, then relieved, and smiled: "That's right, I should have thought of it earlier.
Qianlong is in the abyss, and one day you will be soaring.
The world of our Qingyang Village is too small, it shouldn't be your journey, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon.
You are the most talented person I have ever met, even compared to the children of those big families in the imperial city, you are not far behind. "
"No matter what happens to me in the future, I will always remember that I am from Qingyang Village," Chu Yang replied firmly.
"Okay, okay," Coach Mo smiled happily and asked, "Where are you going? Have you thought about where?"
"I don't know, but I want to go all the way north and see the world at the imperial city," Chu Yang said with a smile.
"I used to work in Xuanyuan City when I was young. If you don't mind, I can recommend you to go there," Coach Mo said.
"Okay, anyway, I'm going all the way to the Dynasty, and I just pass through Xuanyuan City," Chu Yang said with a smile.
Then Coach Mo took out half of the jade pendant, handed it to Chu Yang and said, "Take this half jade pendant and go to the military camp in Xuanyuan City, find a man named Du Tianyin, and tell him that you are Mo Tianqi's nephew." , he will understand."
Chu Yang took the jade pendant and thanked him solemnly.
Coach Mo smiled, waved his hands and said, "Go, there will be a wider stage waiting for you outside, and your journey has just begun!"
...
In the early morning of the next day, the sky was very bright, and before Yubai appeared, Chu Yang had already packed his luggage.
Stepping on the night that was about to dissipate, he left Qingyang Village.
The young man looked back at the small village where he had lived for more than ten years. This ordinary small village had been standing in the wind and rain for decades.
Chu Yang's eyes were filled with endless nostalgia and reluctance.
"Little Yangzi, don't look, we should go," Mo Lao's voice rang in his ears.
Chu Yang turned his head, carried his luggage on his back, and walked slowly into the distance.
"Old Mo, have you encountered anyone or anything in your life that you miss?"
"I learned to be emotional at such a young age," the old man laughed loudly, then fell silent for a moment, and asked slowly, "Little Yangzi, do you know what it means to walk alone?"
"Walking alone?" The boy's voice was full of doubts.
"The pinnacle of martial arts,
is lonely,
is lonely,
It's a long search,
It's too cold to be high. "
The old man replied with emotion: "The journey of martial arts is after all a carnival for one person, and the strong will always be lonely.
When you stand at the starting point of this road, there will be many people by your side to accompany you.
So you walk forward silently, you will lose some people along the way, and you will meet some new friends again.
You are facing the scorching sun, facing the wind and rain, shedding blood and tears, stepping on mountains of knives and seas of fire.
When you look back, you will find that the people who used to accompany you have disappeared.
Some people give up their own martial arts, they start a family and start a career, they have concerns, and choose to live an ordinary life like this.
There are also people who have reached the end of their lifespan and eventually fall down on this road, turning into a pile of bones.
The road is long, and the further you go, the lonelier you will be, and fewer and fewer people will accompany you.
Until the end, either you are like others, and your lifespan has come to an end, adding an extra bone to this road.
Either you step into the peak of martial arts, then you will understand how, how lonely it is to be invincible. "
...
Xu Zimo and the others walked for a long time, when there was a sudden sound of fighting not far ahead.
"Senior brother Xu, there seem to be bandits robbing in front," Xiao Guizi said.
"Interesting," Xu Zimo smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look."
Several people came to the fighting place on Feimo horses, and saw a group of people wearing black clothes and covering their faces had already controlled the scene.
In the center, a rather luxurious carriage was being surrounded by groups.
The servants who escorted the carriage were almost killed, only a few people were holding on.
"This is the carriage of the Situ family. Are you bandits not afraid of revenge from the Situ family after eating the bear's heart and leopard's gall?" the old man guarding the carriage said sharply.