The morning light is slightly dewed, reflecting the peaks of the northern cold. Standing on the Tongtian Peak and looking into the distance, you can see the handsome mountains of the Northern Hanxiong.

After practicing all night, Amu was not tired, but felt comfortable and refreshed. Stretching his muscles and bones, Amu washed with the water ready for the haode mountain spring.

As soon as he finished washing, Amu saw the thin man carrying a burden on his back and carrying a basket in his hand.

It seems that the thing is too heavy, and it is not very stable to walk away from the water, and sometimes it is a little shaky.

Getting closer, Lishui also saw Amu, entered the courtyard and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Amu, did you sleep well last night?"

"Hmmm! Amu answered, and then took the basket from the sailor's hand, opened it and saw that there were actually four exquisite side dishes, both meat and vegetables, beautiful color and fragrance, and two large bowls of rice.

"Senior Brother Lishui, did you do this?" Amu was taken aback.

Hearing Amu ask like this, he was a little embarrassed to leave the water.

"I can't cultivate fairy roots, so I have to do some chores, and this dish is okay!"

"Hehe!" Amu smiled, and was not polite, and directly put the food on the stone table in the courtyard, beckoning him to leave the water to eat.

Lishui seemed to be stunned, but he didn't expect Amu to ask himself to eat together.

"I ...... It's eaten, it's all yours!" he muttered.

How could Amu not see that Lishui's expression was unnatural, looking at these exquisite side dishes, it must have been specially arranged for himself by the sect. Most of the chores that can't cultivate fairy roots from the water can't eat these.

"Blessed and shared!" Amu said with a smile, then pulled Lishui to sit down and pushed a bowl of rice to Lishui. Afraid that he would excuse himself from the water, Amu took another piece of beef and sent it to the bowl of Lishui, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lishui, of course, we will have to share difficulties in the future! ”

After speaking, Amu didn't say anything more, sat down and picked up a piece of beef and chewed it, and didn't forget to give a thumbs up to Lishui.

"We are brothers. ”

This sentence fell heavily on Lishui's heart, and he couldn't help but feel hot in Lishui's eyes, and his hand holding the rice bowl trembled a little.

After ten years in the Northern Han Sect, he also had some friends from the water when he first entered the mountain, but later because of the immortal roots that he couldn't cultivate, everyone gradually became estranged. In the next few years, some of the people who entered the mountain with him were successful in cultivation, and some went down the mountain to go home, leaving only Lishui alone to do chores on the mountain, and no one could afford to look down on Lishui, and even often took pleasure in bullying him.

However, the cowardly nature of Lishui can endure it, and if he suffers a loss, he swallows his anger and is fine.

Although he has only known Amu for a day, Lishui always feels that Amu is sincere, although he is so valued by the sect, he is not arrogant, he does not discriminate against himself, and he really treats himself as a fellow brother.

"Eat!" Amu saw that half of his rice was served, and he was still holding the rice from the water.

"Hmm!" Lishui nodded and ate as well.

First, the craftsmanship of leaving the water is really good, and secondly, the mood of the two is excellent. The wind swept away, and these meals were swept away by the two.

It was a pleasant breakfast.

After packing up the dishes and chopsticks, he opened the burden he had just carried from the water, and took out a white robe, which was the clothes of the Beihan cultivator.

Amu became a disciple of Beihan, so he naturally had to wear a white robe.

This white robe is just right, Amu is already handsome, and wearing this white robe adds a little elegant.

Breathing in one night, Amu was full of energy, and he really had the temperament of a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Gate. In contrast, although Lishui is also dressed in a white robe, he looks too weak, like a scholar.

"Amu, when you first arrived in Beihan, you already had a bit of immortal energy! Lishui smiled.

Amu smiled when he heard this, if others said it, it would probably be a compliment, but when it came out of Lishui's mouth, it was sincere.

Amu was about to joke with Lishui, but suddenly found a blood stain on Lishui's knee.

"Hmm, Senior Brother Lishui, what's wrong with your leg?" Amu frowned.

"Huh?" It turned out that Fang Cai had been deliberately covering up from the water, and Amu didn't notice it, but Fang Cai's spirit relaxed a little, and after looking at the cover, Amu found blood stains on his legs.

"I woke up in the morning...... I fell, it's okay!" Lishui's face was slightly red, and his expression was extremely unnatural.

Such a lame lie, Amu naturally saw through it at a glance, no wonder Fang saw that his steps were a little unnatural when he came out of the water.

Although I can't raise fairy roots from the water, I know how to breathe in after all, and my body seems to be weak, but it is not so unbearable.

After walking the mountain road for more than ten years, how could you accidentally fall?

"Senior Brother Lishui, is someone bullying you?" Amu immediately guessed the reason.

"No, no ......" is simple and simple, where can he lie, he waved his hand again and again, but he didn't dare to face Amu.

But I felt that Amu kept looking at him, and after a few swings, he was silent when he left the water.

"They were just joking with me...... I tried to do it, and I was thrown because I was weak...... One...... Somersault. It's a common thing, oh no...... It's not ......" After a while, it was out of the water before it was tunneled.

But seeing that Amu changed his face, he wanted to change his words again when he left the water.

Amu's cheeks tightened, he saw that the white robe from the water was torn open, and when he picked up the white robe, it turned out that both legs from the water were injured, although they were both flesh wounds, but they were bloody. Although it had been bandaged out of water, the bandage had long since been soaked.

"Who did it?" Amu said with a gloomy face, the last thing he could see was bullying the weak.

"A few senior brothers!" Lishui smiled bitterly, "Amu, I'm used to it! Who made me unable to raise immortal roots?"

But after saying this, the circles under the eyes of Lishui turned red. Only he knows how much he has suffered and how much bullying he has suffered in the past ten years.

"If you can't raise fairy roots, will you be humiliated by others?" Amu clenched his fists, although they didn't get along for a day, Amu really had to treat Lishui as a friend and a brother.

"If you don't have a fairy root, you're useless! "Leave the water gloomily.

"Senior Brother Lishui!" Amu didn't expect that even Lishui himself would think like this.

"Hehe, yes, that's right! If you can't raise fairy roots, you're the waste of my northern cold!" a shrill voice came.

Amu turned his head suddenly, and at some point, three blue-clothed teenagers stood outside the small courtyard.

Dressed in blue, he is a beginner, and he can be regarded as a real monk.

One of the three blue-clothed boys was less than twenty years old, with a face like a knife, a narrow forehead and thin lips, and at first glance he was a person with little affection. And the two teenagers next to him are not very old, but they are arrogant, full of disdain, and they are by no means good. One of the sharp-mouthed young men was smug, and it seemed that what he had just said was what he said.

Amu glanced at the young man in charge, and the young man in the lead looked at Amu with a sneer.

"Senior Brother Deng!" Lishui saw and hurriedly saluted the young man who was the leader.

"Senior Brother Deng, don't you see me and Senior Brother Li?" said the sharp-mouthed young man.

"Alas, Senior Brother Zhao, it has been more than ten years since people left the water and came to the north cold, and we have only been three years, although it is a beginner level, but I am afraid that it is not comparable to the water leave!

As soon as these words came out, Lishui's face turned pale for a while, but he still bowed down and said, "Senior Brother Li said with a smile...... Get out of the water and meet the two senior brothers!"

"Haha!"

When the three of them saw the embarrassment of leaving the water, they couldn't help but be rampant, and they often took pleasure in bullying the water on weekdays.

"Senior Brother Lishui, they just beat you?" Amu said coldly.

"No...... It's not a fight, it's a fight......" Lishui said in a low voice. The rules of the Northern Han Sect prohibit disciples from fighting privately, but the normal competition is not among them, so those who bully people who leave the water are under the guise of fighting. If you leave the water, you dare to be angry and dare not speak.

"Sparring?" Amu raised his eyebrows, three beginners and a cultivator without immortal roots?

"Senior Brother Lishui?haha! It turns out that Lishui is also a senior brother, no wonder he ran so fast this morning! The young man surnamed Zhao said.

The face of the water was red and white, but he did not dare to say a word.

"That's enough!" Amu exclaimed, looking at the three teenagers.

"What's the matter, junior brother from the water, do you want to fight for your senior brother?" or the mean-speaking young man surnamed Zhao looked at Amu with disdain on his face.

"A cultivator who hasn't even raised an immortal root has just put on my Beihan white robe, I'm afraid I don't know the height of the sky!" This time it was the young man surnamed Deng who had not spoken.

The three teenagers seem to be arrogant on weekdays, and bullying Lishui is their usual fun, so they don't take Amu Lishui in their eyes at all.

Amu snorted and took a step forward, but was pulled by the water.

"Amu, that Senior Brother Deng is a beginner third-order cultivator, and the other two are also beginner-level cultivators, mortals are by no means their opponents! Forget it! We've only known each other for a day, so don't even hold a grudge against them because of me!" Lishui said hurriedly.

Amu glanced at Lishui, sighed and said: "Senior Brother Lishui, you have endured it for several years, and there must be more people who bully! You and I have known each other for a day, but I, Amu, said that we are brothers!"

When Lishui heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot for a while, and his eyes were actually a little moist.

Amu smiled, stepped out of the hospital, stood in front of the three teenagers, without the slightest fear, and then sneered at the senior brother surnamed Deng: "It's true that I just put on the white robe of the Northern Han, but if the Northern Han Sect is a shameless person, it is okay not to wear this white robe." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Lishui, was shocked, and these words somewhat ignored the meaning of the Northern Han Sect. The entire disciples of the Northern Han Sect were afraid that Amu would dare to say such a thing.

The senior brother surnamed Deng, whose real name is Deng Yan, sneered, in the eyes of him, a beginner third-order monk, Amu was just a mortal.

Although he hadn't seen Amu, judging from Amu's breath, Amu had only cultivated a root cultivation technique for a month or two at most, and the so-called immortal root didn't even have a shadow.

Besides, he had never seen Amu, such a person who was mixed with the water, he must be a cultivator who had just gone up the mountain, and he didn't know how powerful he was and others.

You must know that this Deng Yan has only been on the mountain for five years, but he is already a third-order cultivator, and he is the best of the Northern Han disciples.

He is a ruthless person, no one who is close to his cultivation wants to mess with him, and his cultivation is higher than his disdain to be in company, and his master is a monk who has set up the Great Perfection, and now he is in retreat and practice, and he is about to enter the realm of the Supreme Spirit, and no one wants to grudge with the future Supreme Spirit master, so he gradually developed his high-flying and domineering temperament.

It's just that if he knew that Amu had only cultivated the root cultivation technique for one night, or the candidate for the sect master's disciple and Amu's various things in the ancestral hall, he didn't know how to feel.

"Boy, the tone is not small, the new person who goes up the mountain should know how to respect the senior brother!" Deng Yan handed a color to the senior brother surnamed Zhao.

The senior brother surnamed Zhao, whose real name is Zhao Xian, is the most yin, but it doesn't take much effort to cultivate immortal roots, and he forms a gang with Deng Yan and Li Tong on weekdays, and in addition to practicing, he wanders around.

Although his master was a mid-level cultivator, he was the most protective calf. This Zhao Xian coaxed the master to be happy on weekdays, but he didn't make any big mistakes, and everyone turned a blind eye and no one paid attention to him.

Seeing Deng Yan's eyes, Zhao Xian was most willing to do this thing of bullying the weak, and he rushed to Amu with a look on his face.

No matter what Zhao Xian's character is, but his cultivation is remarkable, he has cultivated an immortal root in two years, and it is a five-grade immortal root, and after a year, it will stabilize at the first level of primary cultivation, this speed is by no means ordinary.

A monk who has cultivated the first order, according to common sense, is by no means something that a mortal can deal with, let alone a mortal, even a forbidden army like the Northern Kingdom has come to dozens, and if he does not use special weapons such as the Broken Immortal Bow, he will definitely not be his opponent.

The gap between a monk and a mortal is two shijies.

However, it is a pity that Zhao Xian met Amu today, which doomed him to tragedy.