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What is Xiuzhen?

Is it to pursue the realm of immortality, is it to save mortals from suffering, or is it to sweep away the invincible supreme? Perhaps the cultivators have long forgotten what they had in mind when they stepped into the path of cultivation.

Air is transparent, colorless and odorless, and its importance is self-evident since the birth of life.

Reiki is the essence of the air condensed over a long period of time.

Countless years have passed, countless galaxies have been destroyed.

How many planets in the universe are pregnant with life, and how many planets that have life, collapsed in a moment.

Perhaps it is because of the coveting of the powerful destructive power of nature, and I don't know what year it is, there is such a group of talented and intelligent people who inadvertently feel the existence of the aura, and they can also discover and be able to use the aura as a guide and merge into their own bodies, coupled with unremitting penance, they can have the ability to move mountains and seas, catch the moon with clouds, and their life span can also continue to rise with their strength.

Mortals need air, and cultivators need aura

The two seem to be very similar, but they are different.

Cultivators originated from mortals, mortals rely on the air to exist, and the air evolves into aura, and cultivators are based on aura.

This seems to be trapped in a kind of cycle, and the world of the cultivators is completely isolated from the world of mortals, and their stories are also continued among mortals.

Seventeen years of Xuanwu

The once prosperous empire can be described as a storm and storm, and at this time, natural and man-made disasters in the empire continued one after another.

In the east, the plague is rampant, and in the west, there is a drought that has not been encountered in a century

There is a cold snap in the south, and there is a danger of enemy borders in the north

What's even more serious is that a locust plague suddenly broke out in the central region of the empire, that is, the autumn harvest grain was wiped out in a moment, coupled with the continuous increase in taxes, an unprecedented uprising occurred in the cities in the central region.

Fortunately, the empire was attached to a powerful Xiuzhen sect, and with the help of this Xiuzhen sect, the plague, the ice was broken, and the locusts were repellent, and the Empire State Building, which was about to collapse, was supported by a strong hand.

However, the cultivation sects of this planet all have an agreement that they can help their natural disasters, but they cannot interfere in disputes between mortals.

Therefore, the war between the Great Wing Kingdom and the neighboring enemy countries has become unavoidable.

"Da-da, da-da"

This dirt road is more than three feet wide and dusty, seven imperial cavalry in parallel, marching in unison on this dirt road, eighteen light yellow flags, all embroidered with the word "屴", the two rows of woods on the dirt road, have long lost their vitality, only the bare branches remain, swaying back and forth with the breeze.

There were already several finger-thick cracks on the trunks of these trees, and some of the branches were blown off by the wind, and there was a clattering and clattering sound, and it seemed that there was no water.

Suddenly, seeing the appearance of the cavalry, a group of beggars of old and young in the dirt road hurriedly dodged to the side of the road, and the beggar with yellow muscles and thin muscles seemed to be unable to run up these steps in a row, and actually fainted in the middle of the road.

"Ahem, ahem"

A little beggar who looked like he was five or six years old was coughing incessantly when he inhaled the dust kicked up by the iron hooves of the military horse.

The cavalry numbered no less than five thousand, and although many of them turned their heads slightly to glance at the group of beggars, they were all expressionless, and in a short time the cavalry disappeared into the dirt tunnel.

"I'm so hungry—"

The little beggar saw the last horseman, with water bags and grain bags on his horseback, and although the dust was blown, the little beggar seemed to smell the smell of meat in the grain bag, and swallowed his saliva and licked his chapped lips.

"After holding on for a while, we will go to the foot of the mountain where the legendary gods live, where the people are simple and simple, do not worry about eating and drinking, there will definitely be someone to reward us with a bite to eat, maybe we can find a job, and we will not have to worry about food and clothing."

The old beggar smiled and said, the little beggar's left hand was tightly pulled by the old beggar, as if he was afraid that he would be hit by the tall military horse, and it seemed that he was afraid that the little beggar would run away and get lost.

Two years later.....

Near a continuous mountain range, there is an ancient city of millions of people, and this ancient city is sheltered by a nearby Xiuzhen sect, so it is free from natural and man-made disasters.

"Click... Click".

In the middle of the night, it rained heavily

In addition to the sound of rain crashing on the papier-mâché wooden windows, there was also the sound of tree branches swaying in the howling wind.

Fifty miles away from the ancient city, in a ruined temple in the middle of nowhere, there is a group of ragged beggars, around a blazing bonfire, roasting some kind of palm-sized animal.

In this ruined temple of more than 20 square meters, half of the gray roof tiles have been blown away by the strong wind, and the rain is irrigating like a waterfall, and the two wooden doors, one of which is used as firewood by the beggars, and the other is swaying back and forth with the wind, constantly making a creaking sound.

By the campfire, an old beggar with a white beard, so thin that he seemed to have not eaten a full meal for a long time, and the old beggar with gray temples was tinkering with something, and a few meters away on the rain-soaked straw lay a little beggar, although the little beggar was in a dreamland, but from the trembling body, the curled limbs, and the tattered clothes, I am afraid that I will get cold without adding some clothes.

......

Time flies, like a white horse passing by

It's been another year

"Donkey rolling~"

"Freshly baked dog ignores buns~"

"Rock sugar gourd~ rock sugar gourd"

"Freshly baked shortbread, come and try it~"

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This is the most lively blue brick ancient road in the ancient city, when the sky is just dawning, there is an endless stream of people on the street, accompanied by the shouting of two rows of vendors on the ancient road, it seems to be lively and prosperous.

The sun rises in the east and the breeze is gentle

The sun is just right in the middle of the summer and doesn't make people who wake up early in the morning sweat.

On this ancient road, there is a stall, an old man is busy in front of the stall, next to it is a square wooden table and four long wooden chairs, suddenly the old man stopped the work in his hand, squinted at the ancient road more than ten meters away, is the scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

"You little bastard, you don't study well at a young age, dare to steal things, and I won't kill you when I catch up," the curse suddenly sounded along with the sound of chickens and dogs barking.

"Haha, Lao Zhang, you said you can't even catch up with a child", the old man quipped.

"It's your business..."

On this ancient blue brick road, a chubby man in his thirties, holding a three-foot-long bamboo strip in his right hand, was chasing a little beggar.

The little beggar looked to be no more than eight or nine years old, his clothes were ragged, his face was covered with mud, and his long messy hair was like a bird's nest.

His two dirty little hands, at this time is holding a fragrant roast duck, while two little legs run out of the city, while holding the roast duck and chewing, steaming hot roast duck, his little hands are red but not afraid, it seems, he is obviously very hungry.

The chubby man was the shopkeeper of a roast duck restaurant, and he didn't know how the little beggar slipped into the kitchen.

This little beggar is running and chewing, and even if the shopkeeper catches up, I am afraid that he will not be able to take the roast duck out of his stomach.

Although the shopkeeper is slightly chubby, he is an adult man after all, and he has the advantage of height, legs, and endurance. So when they chased him out of the city, they finally caught up with the little beggar.

But at this time, it is too late to catch up. The little beggar didn't look small, his food was quite large, a roast duck bigger than his head, he was eating while running, he actually ate three times and five divided by two, leaving only the duck skeleton in his hands!

Seeing that the little beggar had already eaten the roast duck, the shopkeeper was so angry that he raised the bamboo stick in his hand and slapped the little beggar hard.

After eating only this bamboo stick, the little beggar was knocked to the ground, but he didn't cry, just curled up and lay on the ground with his head in his hands, protecting his little head, and letting the bamboo stick in the shopkeeper's hand fall on his back again and again.

Others have little strength and can't resist this shopkeeper at all, so they can only choose to be beaten. However, with his current posture to bear, he can also try to minimize the damage, it seems that he has been beaten a lot in normal times, so he has this experience, Rao is so, this little beggar is so thin, he can't withstand such a beating, and a trace of blood has appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In the distance on the dirt road outside the city gate, the figure of a white horse suddenly appeared, and immediately rode an old man with a white beard and a yellow gourd tied around his waist.

The horse under him, who also looked like an old horse, looked listless at the moment, as if it was very laborious to carry the old man, and it was skinny and weak, and it was quite pitiful to look at.

The sun that had just risen was shining from behind the man and horse, casting a long shadow on the ancient road.

So that before a man or a horse arrived, the long shadow had already shone on the shopkeeper who was beating the little beggar.

Suddenly, the light around him dimmed, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but stop and turn around to look.

"You say that you are a man with a big waist and a round waist, not only bullying the small with the big, but also doing such a vicious hand, but what is the reason?"

Although the old man was still far away, he had already seen what was happening here, and when he drove the horse over, he immediately looked at the little beggar and the man, frowned and asked.

"This little beggar dares to sneak into my kitchen and steal my roast duck, of course I have to teach him a lesson"

The shopkeeper saw that the old man was not amazing, and the blue robe he was wearing was also full of patches, and he looked quite down, so he didn't take it seriously, and after hearing the old man's question, he immediately stepped forward and pointed at the old man with his left hand and replied.

"He also ate the roast duck, and you also beat the people, I think you still accept it when you see it, don't make more trouble, beware of beating this child to death, if the government is held accountable at that time, won't you gain more than you lose?", after the old man learned the reason for this, he didn't blame the shopkeeper, so he could only persuade.

After the shopkeeper lowered his head and thought about it, he also felt that what the old man said was reasonable, if he killed a person because of a roast duck, although he was just a little beggar, he could not avoid the pain of prison, and spit on the little beggar at the moment, and scolded: "Next time you are smart, if you dare to steal my roast duck, I will break your dog's leg."

After the shopkeeper left, outside the city gate, there was an old man riding a white horse, and a little beggar dying on the ground.

The old man on the horse sighed, and an invisible white light popped out from the fingers of the old man's right hand and submerged into the little beggar's body.

The old man patted the horse's back with his right hand, and the old horse turned around and headed towards the woods beside the ancient road.

"Child, what are you doing with the old man?"

After walking hundreds of meters through the woods on horseback, the old man sat on his horse and looked back at the boy.

The old man turned around suddenly, startled the little beggar, and ran directly to hide behind a tree.

But just when the old man rode a horse for hundreds of meters again, the little beggar appeared again, sneakily following the old man more than thirty meters away, but the old man seemed to have already noticed it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it was not broken, and the little beggar followed him.

This old man in a broken robe is not small, his name is Lin Shi, he is one of the elders of the four major cultivation sects, and his cultivation has been in the five heavens of the three crossing periods, if you are by age, you are more than 500 years old.

Lin Shi has been in the realm of the Three Crossing Five Heavens for nearly thirty years, he tried various methods, but still couldn't break through the Six Heavens, and the upset Lin Shi was easy to roam among the mortals a few years ago, and only met this little beggar by chance.

"You come here"

Lin Shi jumped off the horse and beckoned to the little beggar, and when the little beggar cautiously walked to the front and back of Lin Shi's body, Lin Shi's eyes shot out two blue lights, and he didn't enter the little beggar's eyebrows and went straight into the sea of knowledge.

Knowing the sea, is the place where people's memories are stored, this little beggar's knowledge of the sea, there is no memory of his parents, only the place to find some food in the garbage heap, curled up in the pile of leaves in the cold winter to keep out the cold, and the memory of begging with a group of beggars, Lin Shi thought about it and was relieved, yes, if his parents were still there, how could he let his baby fall to this.

"It's a pity, the qualifications are too poor"

Lin Shi withdrew his eyes, took out some broken silver taels from his arms, and was about to send the little beggar away, when the little beggar's clear and bright eyes were blinking at Lin Shi, and these eyes seemed to be filled with hope and pleading.

"Alas, it's a hard-working child, that's it, the old man has never accepted apprentices, everything has a cause and effect, in this case, the old man will make an exception to accept you as an apprentice at one time, are you willing?", Lin Shi smiled kindly.

The little beggar said nothing, but went straight to the white horse, and grasped the saddle with both hands, as if he wanted to climb onto the horse, but he was too young to climb up with all his might.

"Let's say that the qualifications are poor, this brain reacts quite quickly", Lin Shi said secretly.

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Ethereal Sect, is a cultivation of the true sect, located on the Ethereal Peak, this sect has used the formation to hide its traces, if there is no token or the disciples of this sect personally introduced, ordinary people to the mountain peak, even if they spend their lives can not find this Ethereal Gate.

At this time, in a palace in the Ethereal Gate, Lin Shi was sitting cross-legged on a green mat, and was talking endlessly to a little boy who looked about eight or nine years old beside him, this little boy was the little beggar, but this little beggar had already changed into a brand new green clothes, and his hair was also shaved short.

"Knock~Knock~Knock"

Three long bells rang, which was a signal for the Ethereal Gate Master to summon the three elders to discuss important matters.

"You stay here first, I'll go and come"

Lin Shihe's bones were frosty, and he looked at the little boy doting at the moment, got up and touched the little boy's head a few times, and stepped out of the palace.

"Senior brother, why did you ring the bell?"

Lin Shi walked into the main hall and said suspiciously, at this time, the Ethereal Gate advocated that the morning breeze was sitting on the Taishi chair in the middle of the hall, and the Great Elder Chen Li and the Second Elder Zhao Mojian were also seated in the two Taishi chairs on the left.

"The Fire Sect, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the Zhenglei Sect are really too deceitful."

Zhang Chenfeng frowned angrily at this time, slapped his right hand on the armrest of the Taishi chair, and then got up and stood up, but the moment Zhang Chenfeng got up, the entire Taishi chair was shattered in an instant.

The ethereal door advocates the morning breeze, looking only in his forties, in fact, he has been practicing for more than 700 years, at this time wearing a gray robe, with a copper-colored hairpin inserted in his long coiled hair, and his face is so angry that his face is pale.

"Senior brother, you and I are both cultivators, so it's better not to get angry, let's talk about what's going on first," Grand Elder Chen Li said slowly.

Zhang Chenfeng's face softened a little, and said, "Let me tell you about the situation."