Fifty miles off the coast of the Beiji Sea, on the edge of an unnamed island.

Xiao Yat stood on the reef in a white robe. Here across the sea is the homeland of Beiji.

Just now, Xiao Yi finally condensed the spiritual energy, which changed the little spiritual power light cluster at the dantian. When he completely absorbed the last trace of spiritual power into the light cluster, Xiao Yi could clearly feel that this small light cluster began to expand and contract rhythmically. This rhythm was a little shackled at first, but as time went on, the rhythm of this ball of light became more and more rhythmic, and it gradually became more and more powerful from a slight contraction and rebound.

Bits of broken gold precipitate from the inside of the light cluster, gradually enveloping the entire light cluster. The original volume the size of a grain of rice was eventually wrapped in an air mass into a golden qi pill the size of a fingernail. Feeling it carefully, Xiao Yi could vaguely feel that the little bit of golden spiritual power at the core of the Qi Pill was beating slowly, and the rhythm of one breath was no longer restless, nor slowed down.

The qi mass was first formed, and Xiao Yi was sure that he had officially stepped into the first stage of qi training. At this moment, he has become a monk, and a door to cultivation that is different from secular martial arts has opened.

Xiao Yat stood on the reef, feeling the aura of the tyrannical heaven and earth around him. Although I am in turbulence, I am very calm.

Although a leaf is light, it is inevitable that it will be swept underwater by the whirlpool. Xiao Yat felt that he was not a leaf struggling desperately, he was now a drop of water, merging into the whirlpool and rising and falling.

Back in the cave, Xiao Yat opened the ancient book that his grandmother had given him. Although he couldn't recognize all the words used in it, he could guess the general meaning after reading it carefully.

"What is this written? Grandmother Huang is playing with me, right?" Xiao Yi took a serious look at it for three days and three nights, eating some dried fish when he was hungry, and drinking a sip of mountain spring when he was thirsty. After days and nights of speculation and association, Xiao Yat finally read the whole content. But the final conclusion is the two famous quotes that have just been uttered.

The ancient book given to him by the emperor's grandmother is called "Tianque", and according to its description, it is indeed a set of secret methods for cultivating truth. It's just that everything described in this is based on a set of basic exercises called "Dique". Without the "Dique" exercise as a foundation, this "Tianque" is useless.

Now that I think about it, if my grandmother's house really has an immortal art against the sky, how can it be that it is just a noble family in Beiji? According to what she said, then the family should have been a family in the cultivation realm long ago.

Now it seems that the two books I got from the Grey Robe are more suitable for me.

Putting away the scroll, he stumbled upon the ordinary cloth bag in the package. Xiao Yi picked it up, and a wisp of divine consciousness on his fingertips naturally blended into it.

Suddenly the eyes opened up, revealing a gray misty space. Xiao Yat found that it was a space the size of a zhang, but there was nothing unusual about it when he checked it closely. It seems that the gray-robed man did take out everything inside last time.

Xiao Yi picked up a copper coin and put it into the bag, and then saw that a floating copper coin appeared in the gray space. Immediately, he locked his divine sense on the copper coin, and the copper coin suspended in the space disappeared with a thought, and an extra copper coin appeared in front of him.

"It's so convenient!" Xiao Yi immediately threw the gold and silver coins into the storage bag, and the object did not change in the slightest due to the addition of things. Xiao Yat threw darts, ropes, short swords, and other objects into it, and when he was about to put away the ancient scroll, he was in trouble.

The scroll was obviously much thicker than the mouth of the storage bag, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't put the scroll in it.

"How did they do it in the first place?"

When I think of the gray-robed man, not to mention books, even weapons and blades have been loaded. There were also two corpses, and the most exaggerated one was two straw mats!

Xiao Yat kept trying, but he couldn't do it. Because he had just entered the first level of the Qi cultivation period, the spiritual power in Xiao Yi's body was still insufficient, and he had to rest for an hour after using the storage bag for a while.

Sometimes people are so strange that when they get stuck on something, they will try again and again. What hunger and poverty, as long as there is no answer, the passage of time is no different from a breath. Xiao Yat experienced this feeling a lot when he was learning martial arts, and even sometimes he suddenly couldn't remember a word that he often used, and Xiao Yat would be entangled for a long time. Unless he remembers how to write this word on his own, he will stubbornly refuse to read it knowing that there is an answer on the first page of the book on the side.

The sun and the moon alternate, and in the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

Xiao Yat finally mastered the release of his divine consciousness to wrap the items that needed to be collected, and put the items into the storage bag through his mind. In the past half a year or so, Xiao Yi's cultivation has remained at the first level of Qi cultivation, but the storage of spiritual power in his body has improved a lot due to repeated attempts to collect items.

The amount of spiritual power in the body of an ordinary monk mainly depends on the amount of spiritual power in the dantian. It's just that Xiao Yi himself is good at secular martial arts, and the width of the meridians is expanded to pee, which is different from ordinary people. In order to cope with the storage of spiritual power, he tried to sink the unrefined spiritual power into the meridians, and he would not mobilize the spiritual power at the dantian until this part of the spiritual power was consumed.

Every time the dantian consumes spiritual power, the round qi pill will lose some color. Until all the spiritual power is withdrawn, the Qi Pill of the emerald green hidden cash star will appear gray.

During this period, a few local blue-spotted fur seals would occasionally come ashore to forage for food, and at first Xiao Yat would hunt a few to make dry food. Until one day, Xiao Yat met an injured blue-spotted fur seal on the shore, because the birth was not smooth, and his life was already in danger.

Xiao Yat finally buried the female fur dog on the edge of a cliff not far away, so that she could feel the breath of the sea every day.

The young fur seal was not yet capable of surviving on its own, so Xiao Yat took it with him and cooked some fish soup every day and fed it to its mouth. As the little one grew up, one day he crawled back to the door with a live fish in his mouth.

"Dog meat! Yes, you can catch your own fish!"

The little fur dog happily slapped its tail and kept rubbing its head against Xiao Yi's calf.

"Okay, don't be spoiled! You can eat this fish by yourself, and when you're done, go play in the water." ”

The little fur seal seemed to understand something, and turned back curiously to look at the sea fish on the ground.

"Whew......"

The little fur dog twisted around and picked up the fish and put it back at Xiao Yat's feet.

"Dog meat, do you understand or don't you understand? Thank you for the gift you gave me, but I don't eat raw fish. Take it and eat it!

Xiao Yi squatted down and patted the fur dog's little head dotingly. The little guy seemed to enjoy the feeling of being touched on the head, rubbing Xiao Yi's palm desperately, and kept arching his head. Xiao Yi smiled helplessly, and his raised face was sprinkled with sunshine. Warm, cozy and cozy......

Feeling that the little guy in his palm was no longer in turmoil, Xiao Yi slowly lowered his head......

"Dog meat! How many times have I told you? These are my boots, not a place to pee!"

A few seabirds flew up in shock at this ghost howl, chirping and flying into the clouds.

The seventeenth year of Beiji Taikang, May, poison day.

The Black Donkey's Pass is one of the most famous places in the neighborhood.

It's not famous because of any celebrities, nor is it rich in some kind of curiosity. The reason why he is so famous is only because of the evil nature that is passed on by word of mouth.

It is said that Feng Shui masters believe that the Black Donkey Pass is a treasure of Feng Shui that they respect, but many people have entered it for hundreds of years, but very few have come out alive. After coming and going, the feng shui treasure in the mouth of Mr. Feng Shui has become a terrifying place that people talk about. Ordinary couples often scare their children and say: If you are disobedient, you will be thrown into the black donkey's pass!

This day is the folk poison day, and there are lively crowds all around, but the mountain road leading to the black donkey pass is particularly deserted.

A small group of pedestrians was walking along the mountain road, the leader wearing a purple robe.

"Ahead is the Black Donkey Pass, and when you go in, you fellow Daoists should be careful. The purple-robed man was obviously not his first time here, so he naturally considered himself a guide.

"Brother Bowen, I see that this mountain forest is full of aura, how can it be so depressed?" asked a middle-aged man in a gray robe and goatee.

"Zeng Daoyou, this is also a little rule in the cultivation realm. Although the aura gathers here, it is a spiritual cave made in heaven. But if there is a lot of people coming and going, there will be no point in cultivating the truth. Hundreds of years ago, this place was discovered by a Xiuzhen sect, so it set up a star Luo Misty Heavenly Array, as long as mortals step into it, they will be dead. Ma Bowen, who was dressed in a purple robe, stroked his short beard lightly, looked around the mountain and said.

"Brother Bowen laughed, I've heard of these ten deaths. What is the explanation for these nine deaths and lifelessness?" Zeng Fanqing asked curiously.

"Brother Zeng, there are no lives in these ten deaths, and there will be people who covet them. But only one out of ten people can get out of trouble, and when they go back, they can't afford to get sick, and they are full of what they see how terrible the scene is, which one do you say has a longer impact on mortals?"

A young man in a black and white checkered robe asked with a smile.

Wu Daoyou said exactly. This mortal man is forgetful and ambitious. If you want to make these fanatics break their minds, you must have a well-known example to set an example. If there is no news when you go, then who else do you say will help spread the word?" the purple-robed man nodded approvingly, and walked to the front of the team to continue to lead the way.

"By the way, Wu Daoyou, what good things did you bring this time? Why don't you tell me, what we can digest can be solved internally before we go in?"

"Brother Zeng, you still have to make fun of your little brother. This time I went to Fang City, and the younger brother only brought a few low-level low-grade talismans and some spirit stones. This time, the younger brother came specially for Ming Yandan. If I lacked this elixir, I don't know how long the bottleneck in the middle stage of Qi cultivation will stagnate. ”

Wu Lian smiled awkwardly, turned his head and saw the black-robed young man walking last.

"By the way, what good things did Xiao Daoyou bring? Why don't you talk about it now and see if there are any suitable for trading?"

Xiao Yiwen, who was walking at the end, heard the inquiry, and his expression froze slightly. Unnaturally touching the storage bag around his waist.

Wu Daoyou made fun of me again. Xiao has only just come into contact with Xiuzhen, what kind of treasure is there? It's just some of the best herbs among mortals. If you get it to the city, you may be able to exchange it for money, but if you enter the market, Xiao really doesn't know what to exchange. ”

Xiao Yat was a casual cultivator he met by chance on the road, and his cultivation was obvious to all. The crowd didn't mean to be sarcastic, they just looked at him and looked at him well-dressed and suspected that there was something good hidden on him.

"Xiao Daoyou, don't be presumptuous. Everyone is a casual cultivator, and only each other can experience the hardships. If you go back 10 million years, which sect do you say that the founder of the sect was not born in loose cultivation? It is luck to be born in a famous family, and it is strength to create a sect of cultivation. As long as we are not afraid of the road ahead, one day we will have our own sect. ”

Zeng Fanqing saw that Xiao Yi was thoughtful, so he encouraged loudly. It's just that what he said made the past in Xiao Yi's heart ripple again.

Xiao Yi himself was born in a royal family, and he was a Xiuzhen family. But in the end, the imperial power fell, the family was wiped out, and all misfortunes happened to him. It can't be said that I didn't choose a good background for reincarnation, but all this is not as beautiful as I imagined.

The few men gossiped for a long time, and finally came to a fog at the mouth of the valley before noon.

"This is the Black Donkey Pass, and this mist is what I call the Star Luo Misty Heavenly Array. Fellow Daoists, now release the aura around your body to wrap yourself. As long as you take care of it, entering this Star Luo Misty Heavenly Array will ensure that it is safe. The purple-robed man immediately released the aura around his body and took the lead in stepping into the mist.

Xiao Yi and the others also let go of the breath on their bodies, and stepped into the fog, showing another scene in front of them.

There was a frolicking village market not far away, and Ma Bowen smiled and stretched out his hand and pointed: "Everyone, this is the famous Tianxingfang City in Black Donkey Pass. Today is the fifth day of the new year, and you can participate in trading tomorrow after a day off. But you must remember that we must be united. At noon the day after tomorrow, we will gather here regardless of whether we have traded our favorite items or not. Every year, there are countless people who are robbed and killed halfway, so I must be careful to guard against others. ”

Everyone nodded yes, and then they split up and walked towards the market.

Xiao Yat has been living alone on the island all these years, except for occasionally returning to the shore to replenish some daily necessities, just to go to Ho Kee to say hello. There is no entry into the cultivation area, and there is no growth in treasure artifacts. During the small talk, he learned that the ebony sword in the hand of the rat-bearded gray-robed man might be a century-old ebony core, and he regretted not putting it away. It turns out that it is extremely difficult for mortals to sense magic weapons and other special things. For example, the lightning guide wood in their mouths is a thumb-thick core of a tree. It looks unremarkable, but there are faint thunder fluctuations in spiritual power exploration.

Of course, not all trees struck by lightning are the best spiritual materials of lightning guiding wood. There are not many that can survive a lightning strike, and it is even rarer that can survive and condense and nurture a wood core. Every year, hundreds of thousands of trees hook the thunder, and it is even more difficult to hit the ebony by chance.

Xiao Yi now has nine spirit stones of lower grade, and the other few have been used tentatively in the past two years. There are more than a thousand gold coins, but he has never encountered one who is willing to exchange spirit stones for gold coins. On the surface, a lower grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred gold coins, but even if the price is increased to one hundred and twenty gold coins, Xiao Yi has not met a monk who is willing to exchange with him.

Walking to a vendor's place, there are more than a dozen items on a green grass mat on the ground. Xiao Yi squatted down and picked up these things one by one to observe them carefully. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he tentatively asked.

Setting up the stall was a young monk dressed as a scholar in a white robe. The demeanor is a little shy, but he has to answer all questions. Such an approachable attitude won Xiao Yat's favor.

"What is this broken book of Daoyou, is there any story?" Xiao Yi picked up an old book with yellowed paper and missing book jacket and wanted to flip through it, but this book was banned by an unknown person. Xiao Yi has no problem reading up and down with the book, but he can't do it when he tries to flip through it. The book was like a wooden board in his hands, and he couldn't read its contents at all.

The young man's eyes were slightly bent and he explained, "This book is actually nothing special. Originally, it was an ordinary ancient secret method in the cultivation realm. It's just that it's been passed down for I don't know how many generations have been broken into this state. ”

Xiao Yiwen heard the ancient secret method and suddenly realized that this young man was not simple. The ancient book handed over to him by the emperor's grandmother is also a family heirloom. It's a pity that it's only the second half of the exercises that can't be cultivated. The young man in front of him casually set up a stall to sell the ancient secret method, if it weren't for everyone's big family, who would be so violent?

"Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking Daoist friends what to call it, what is the origin of this ancient book?"

The young man smiled awkwardly and explained aloud: "Daoyou, in Xia Zhang Jun, is an outer disciple of the Khan Qing Sect. The book in your hand was originally a record of some extremely powerful exercises from ancient times. It's just that for 10,000 years, no one has really understood and cultivated the secret art in it. After coming and going, the entire cultivation world began to study this ancient book, but in fact, it was originally only a few sects that studied it separately. Later, the sect was split, the factions multiplied, and the sect master's was passed on to the next one, and he copied one by himself and handed it over to his relatives or spoiled disciples. There are also some down-and-out families who sell off regardless of the number of them, and as a result, the ancient secret art has become a rotten thing on the street. ”

The young man smiled bitterly and picked up a palm-sized wooden box.

"If you are interested, the book of two spirit stones belongs to you. If Daoyou is willing to start, it can be regarded as helping Zhang to open a business. This Spiritual Enhancement Fruit can be counted as a giveaway. ”

Xiao Yi's wooden box slowly opened, and a yellow-green fruit was lying quietly in it. Xiao Yi observed it carefully, probed into it with his spiritual power, felt it slightly, and then closed the wooden box.

"Fellow Daoist, take the liberty of asking. What is the use of this Spiritual Enhancement Fruit?"

The young man took the wooden box regretfully, obviously the other party did not have the intention to buy the broken book.

"Fellow Daoist, this Spirit Enhancement Fruit is actually not valuable. One spirit stone can probably buy two or three. The specific value also depends on the buyer's demand, and more importantly, the seller's stock on hand. The effect of one or two of this fruit is not significant, and usually people who raise it will feed one hundred and ten to their spiritual pets. But this fruit is not useless. If you have some playthings such as cats and dogs, you will be more humane than ordinary pets after taking a few pieces. Zhang Jun rearranged the wooden box, and continued: "This spirit fruit can have more than a dozen finished products on one plant. If it is planted on the best spiritual vein, thirty fruits are also possible. Our Illusory Beast Sect in the Cultivation Realm has several peaks dedicated to cultivating this kind of spirit tree. It bears fruit in three years and produces one season per year. A single tree can produce the value of five to ten spirit stones, which is a million benefits when you think about it. ”

Xiao Yat originally had the intention to buy something, but when he heard that this spiritual fruit had little effect, he turned his attention to other items.

When he picked up a few pieces of rune paper in his hand, Zhang Jun introduced loudly: "What you have in your hand is a low-level low-grade stealth talisman. A piece of time that can hide your body and ten breaths. As long as the target is not under heavy attack, it will be difficult to detect. It's a pity that the time is shorter, if it is a low-level high-grade invisibility talisman, it can be hidden for half a quarter of an hour. It's just that kind of high-grade talisman costs thirty spirit stones for one piece. Unlike this kind of inferior one, two spirit stones can be purchased one. ”

Xiao Yi took the invisibility talisman and asked thoughtlessly, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know how much the talisman that has been hidden for twelve hours is worth?"