"Wow, you're angry, are you quarrel?"

"Against people? Why am I doing well in a fight with people?"

"That's someone who's going to criticize you."

Qin Xiaosu said seriously: "Brother Qin, Brother Lin, Brother Ye, you have to be careful and be cautious. Don't you know your identity? Once you get real fire, it will be amazing. The other father will want to kill you, and the grandfather will want to kill you. The great-grandfather who has already lie in the emergency room will immediately jump out of the bed and burst out at a speed of 1,000 meters to find you, just to stay with you."

"What nonsense?"

"What I said is true! Tell me, what is your name?"

Before he could speak, Qin Xiaosu's tone was already higher, and his fair little arm waved: "Your name is Qin Linye! Qin from the Qin family, Lin from the Lin family, Ye's family!"

"You are still called Qin Xiaosu, Su from the Su family."

“That’s different.”

Qin Xiaosu held his finger: "I'll calculate for you. You have me, a beautiful and smart sister, but you're not a relative. There is a childhood sweetheart who was just a little girl. She was just detected as a five-star cultivation talent a year ago. She was specially recruited by the Primitive Taoist Court. Her parents sacrificed to the sky... Oh, no, my uncle and aunt divorced, leaving you alone... All kinds of factors gathered together, and based on my rich literary experience of immersed in mythology and allusions... "

Speaking of this, her little face with a hint of baby fat made a meaningful expression.

"Do you have to add a sentence like 'Young man, you're having a big deal' to end?"

"No, it's your fate that you are against Tiansha Lone Star, and you are destined to live without a companionship and be alone for a lifetime."

Qin Xiaosu clamped his voice and screamed: "You are destiny!"

"Don't think I dare not hit you if you are good-looking."

Qin Linye began to roll up his sleeves.

"whee!"

Qin Xiaosu immediately jumped up flexibly and hid in the room.

"Bang!"

The door is closed.

That speed...

Qin Linye was very envious.

The foundation building has been completed.

After a moment, the door opened again and Qin Xiaosu made a small head: "Brother, I haven't used up my foundation-building medicinal materials. Do you want to leave some for you?"

"No need, I will save money to buy it myself."

"It's okay if you don't need it. I'm also worried that you will increase the difficulty of your cultivation after practicing."

"What is the difficulty of cultivation?"

"When you are an ordinary person, there are ordinary people around you. After you practice true qi, everyone has true qi. After you practice true qi, the master of the soul is not as good as a dog. When you become a sword immortal world, you will be destroyed... So, in order not to let us young monks enter hell mode in advance, you should stay in the low-level realm for a while."

"Restore true qi and soul. The market price of a spirit stone is 100,000 yuan. Cultivating immortals is krypton gold. Although uncles and aunts give you a sum of money every month, they cannot support you in completing the qi refining stage of cultivation."

Qin Xiaosu stuck out his tongue and quickly shrank back.

"Bang."

The door was closed again.

"I once dreamed of walking around the world with a sword..."

Qin Linye thought.

He glanced at his phone and found a text message inside.

"Your card with the last number *8879 was paid 19.00 yuan online at 12:31 on July 15, and the balance after the transaction was 3031.52 yuan. [Xihe Bank]"

This is the deposit he saved when working in his spare time.

Three thousand yuan.

Only one-tenth of the application fee.

This is the real reason why he agreed to Mr. Sun Xiaozhen to cancel the application for the practice institution.

poverty.

Thousands of years ago, the evil demon star and Xuanhuang star converged, and was suddenly attacked and defeated by Xuanhuang star. The star core was destroyed and the spiritual energy dissipated. Although it was later defeated by the various factions of Xuanhuang star united and worked together, there were still a large number of evil demons left in the wilderness.

The foundation building has not been completed, the true energy has not been cultivated, and the power to protect itself is lacking. Why should we hold a sword to the world in an environment where evil demons are ravaged?

Qin Linye took his gaze from his cell phone and looked at the poster on Qin Xiaosu's bedroom door.

The prodigal son of heaven Qi Qingyun.

Five-star qualification.

Every time the higher the qualification for practice is one star, the number will drop by several dozen times.

Five-star qualifications, none of them in thousands.

When Qi Qingyun was tested for this qualification at the age of twelve, top sects, groups, martial arts schools, and academic institutions sent invitations to him, not only did he not have to pay various learning fees, but those forces even promised to invest millions of cultivation resources in him every year to help him grow rapidly.

He did not disappoint those people either.

At the age of fourteen, he started practicing, and built a foundation for a hundred days. In the same year, he captured the qi feeling and breathed within three months. At the age of fifteen, he was fifteen, and now he has crossed the stage of qi refining and returned to the acquired heaven to become the innate, with the spirit and energy united, and the agility is imminent.

"Cultivation qualifications do not represent future achievements, but one or two-star qualifications cannot even apply for foundation-building loans. Instead, a loan company will take the initiative to come to the door, perform better, and easily obtain scholarships. Four-star qualifications... are equivalent to half a foot entering the door of several top universities and forces in China."

He also missed those big groups and sects, waving a lot of money and said to him: "Young man, join us. We need talents like you. In the future, you will be the future successor of our sect and the group. The important task of maintaining world peace depends on you."

Qin Linye stared at Qi Qingyun's poster.

Qualifications...

Are you willing?

"Dream... nothing can stop it!"

Qin Linye talked to himself.

He cleaned up and returned to his room.

What caught my eye were desks, books, desk lamps, calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and swords placed next to the table.

And on the desk, there are frames of a family of three.

He, his father Qin Mingyang, and his mother Ye Feifei.

The photo was taken three years ago, in 1017 when he was fourteen years old.

At that time, Qin Mingyang was not the deputy general manager of Yunzhou Branch of Changsheng Group, and Ye Feifei was not the gold medal agent who made the super star Yun Qingqing famous.

At that time, no matter how busy they were, the whole family would tacitly spend a day together for a meal.

And now...

Qin Mingyang divorced and married the daughter of the general manager of Xiyu District, Changsheng Group. Ye Feifei also took the lead as a director of Zhongxing Media.

The two were eager to get rid of their past and start a new life...

In this life...

he.

It's so redundant.

Especially at that time, he was found to be only one-star qualification.

Qin Linye held this photo frame...

"It's really...a bloody family ethics drama..."

Qin Linye looked at the photo and his hands, which were tightly clasped on the photo frame, trembled slightly.

That year, he was young and frivolous, and swore to heaven that he must become an immortal cultivator and stand out.

now……

All application qualifications have been cancelled.

but……

Not willing to give up.

"If I can't practice immortality, I will practice martial arts!"

The next moment, Qin Linye suddenly threw the photo frame, and at the same time, he looked forward, and his right hand flew over a long sword placed on the side of the desk, and a loud moan was heard.

"A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, why meet again in life!"

"Clang!"

The sword is unsheathed!

A cold light flashes!

This sword stabbed steadily on the photo frame.

"Bang!"
To be continued...