The morning sun was extraordinarily bright, shining on the earth, nourishing the growth of all things, and on a huge stone there were six books, which were golden in color, and they looked like they were of great value. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And next to the book lies a young man with his arms pillowed behind his head, holding a green grass pole in his mouth, wearing a white robe, the young man's eyes are empty, he looks at the blue sky in confusion, this young man is Zhao An, who is thirteen years old.

Zhao An has been in this world for thirteen years, and since he learned to read and hyphenate at the age of three, he has been reading non-stop and using the words in the book to understand the world.

This world is no longer the earth he is familiar with, not only the flowers, trees, birds, fish and insects are different, but even people can break through the laws of gravity and fly in the sky after reaching a certain realm, which cannot be said to be magical.

Even if this world is not a spherical object, Zhao An has a trace of suspicion, because this world is too big, so big that no one has ever walked the whole world, even if a large number of people can fly, you can imagine how big this world is.

"Phew," Zhao An spit out the straw in his mouth, stood up, and pointed upwards with one hand and shouted angrily to the sky, "Thief God...... You let Lao Tzu come to this world, but you don't give Lao Tzu a normal body, what do you mean by this!"

Zhao An looked at the sky for a while, gasped for a few breaths, and then sat down angrily again, helplessness and unwillingness were written all over his face, giving the immature little face a hint of maturity that did not match his age.

It is very similar to the experience of the previous life, when he was about four years old, Zhao An learned from the book that this is a world of immortals, everyone can cultivate immortals, everyone can cultivate immortals, but when he found his father with great interest and said that he wanted to cultivate immortals, a heart-wrenching news was the first to start, and he couldn't cultivate immortals, just because he was a miscellaneous spirit root, what an ironic thing.

According to his father Zhao Zilong's explanation and reading a large number of books, he learned that Zhao An was not completely unable to cultivate immortals, but could only wander in the Qi refining period, once the Qi refining period reached its peak, that is, the day Zhao An died in Huangquan, this is not what Zhao Zilong wants to see, Zhao Zilong does not want to send white-haired people to black-haired people.

Zhao Zilong also said that if Zhao An has not cultivated and there is no aura in his body, Zhao Zilong can not only ensure the prosperity of Zhao An, but can even use some pills made of heavenly treasures to indirectly renew Zhao An's life, people in the Qi refining period can live to about two hundred years old, and the life span of the foundation building period can be extended to three hundred years old.

Zhao An also knows that people with miscellaneous spiritual roots, this kind of people are not impossible to cultivate, but every time they cultivate to a big stage, heaven and earth will descend to the catastrophe divine thunder to wash the meridians and cut the veins for the people in the next stage, and those who have miscellaneous spiritual roots cannot cultivate powerful spells to fight against the divine thunder, they can only use their bodies to resist, and often end up with a soul scattered, even those who have a very powerful magic weapon, they can only carry one or two waves, and even those who have a miscellaneous spiritual root cannot fully use the magic weapon, and they can only use one-tenth of the power of the magic weapon, for people like them, in the end, even reincarnation is a luxury, so Zhao Zilong has always disagreed with Zhao An's cultivation of immortal arts.

Whenever Zhao An said that he wanted to cultivate immortals desperately, Zhao Zilong would exude a strong sense of opposition and sigh for Zhao An's superb spirit bones, Zhao An could only shake his head and smile bitterly, after all, he also wanted to have the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, and he also wanted to use his own efforts to reach a higher level for people to look up to, and even said that he had cultivated to the legendary realm of immortality!

It's a pity that everything is in vain, just because Zhao An was born with that evil miscellaneous spiritual root.

In the previous life, everyone was a normal person, but he was not normal, and in this life, everyone could cultivate immortals, but he was the only one who couldn't, Zhao An once wondered if God was joking with him, but Zhao An felt that this joke was not funny at all.

"Third child, are you in a daze again?" A rough voice came from under the stone, and Zhao An didn't need to guess that it was the fat Lin Ying who came.

Sure enough, a fair-skinned, mountain-like young man shrunk his head and walked out from behind the stone, the flesh on his body trembled a few times with every step he took, and even Zhao An, who was lying on the stone, felt a little trembling of the huge stone, Zhao An ignored him, turned over and looked at the books on the stone.

"Hey, third brother, your second brother is talking to you. Seeing that Zhao An didn't care about himself, the fat man said angrily.

Zhao An stretched, yawned and continued to read.

"Hey, let me tell you, my little temper can bear you. As he spoke, the fat man put his palms on the ground next to the stone, and with a slight force, the land was refined into quicksand, and the surrounding soil collapsed downward, and the huge stone sank down even harder.

Zhao An didn't pay attention to the fat man's actions on the stone, and inadvertently fell from the side of the stone after a turn, making a fuss.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death. The fat man trembled and laughed, "How about it, the technique I have newly studied is powerful, this is the secret technique of earth and sand that can only be used by the ninth layer of qi refining." ”

Zhao An stood up and scolded loudly while patting the dust on his body, "Dead fatty, you have forgotten who helped you when you were in a low realm and people were bullied worse than death, you ungrateful guy! As soon as you were promoted, you used me as a test! Why don't you go to Zhan Tian!"

"Haha, third brother, isn't the second brother joking with you?" The fat man stepped to Zhao An's side in three steps and two steps, picking up the books scattered on the side - don't look at him fat, but his movements are extremely agile.

Lin Ying is Zhao An's hair small, and he is one of the few friends of Zhao An from childhood to adulthood.

When Zhao An was very young, because he learned that he couldn't cultivate immortals, he began to embark on the road of strengthening his body, even if he couldn't cultivate immortals, he had to have a good body, he insisted on exercising every day, until one day, a round little fat man was bullied to death, Zhao An really couldn't see it, with a strong body that often exercised a few children who had just come into contact with refining qi and were thin and thin, the little fat man was grateful to Zhao An with a handful of snot and tears, and said to Zhao An that Zhao An was his second brother in Lin Yingcai's life, and the first one was a person named Xiao Zhantian。

"Dead fatty, don't expect me to forgive you. Zhao An snatched the book back from Lin Yingcai and said hatefully.

"Hey, I said the third brother, what's wrong with your second brother, you have such a big opinion about your second brother?" Lin Yingcai squinted and said with a smile.

If Xiao Zhantian was on the side, he would definitely not be like this, it can be said that the person Lin Fatzi is most afraid of is not his father, but the guy named Xiao Zhantian, the person who likes to bully the most is the person in front of him who can't cultivate, but Xiao Zhantian is often the person who can't cultivate in front of him, which really makes the fat man Lin Yingcai depressed and helpless.

"What second brother and third brother, who is swearing to you?" Zhao An frowned and walked on the way home.

"This is what your second brother summed up after thinking about it for the past few days, the relationship between the three of us, wouldn't it be a pity if we don't bow down, anyway, I am determined by the strength of my cultivation. Lin Yingcai followed a few steps and said.

"Then according to you, I should be the boss. Zhao An glanced at Lin Yingcai lightly and said.

"How can you be the boss, you are the youngest, the least cultivated, if you are ranked by level, you are only a zero level, if you are not convinced, we can compare. Lin Yingcai raised his fist and said proudly.

"I've won against you and Zhan Tian, and your ranking is not accurate. Zhao An stopped and looked at Lin Yingcai and said.

When he was very young, because everyone's cultivation was very low, Zhao An relied on his physical strength to defeat Xiao Zhantian and Lin Yingcai, and afterwards Xiao Zhantian and Lin Yingcai's cultivation gradually improved, and Zhao An never tried with them again, so for so many years, Zhao An has always claimed to be better than the two, and the two are his own defeated generals.

Of course, the two also asked Zhao An to compete with him again, but every time they were blocked back by Zhao An's words, "I'll just ask you, where is your face? Where is your face? What's embarrassing, you immortal cultivators also want to compete with me as an ordinary person, I really despise you." ”

Xiao Zhantian has always thought that he is a gentleman, so he will not entangle with him after that, but Lin Yingcai has always been unconvinced, and when he has nothing to do, he will find an opportunity to provoke and tease Zhao An to compare with him, of course, all this is a small fight, and the three of them have never been serious.

"You're weaker than me now. Lin Yingcai muttered in a low voice.

"What are you looking for me, won't you just do it?" Zhao An patted the dust on the book and said casually.

"By the way, there are only six months left in the selection of elite disciples of the sect, are you really not going to participate? Lin Yingcai slapped his head, and then remembered what he was doing.

Hearing this, Zhao An's eyes instantly became lonely, elite disciple selection, how could Zhao An not know, why didn't he want to participate, if the elite disciple selection got a good ranking, but he could get a lot of good things, all of which were good things that Zhao Anxin had been longing for for a long time, but ......

"How do you see how I participate like this? I don't even have the most basic exercises, and my father won't let me touch any aura, and he has put a ban on me, I'm afraid that I will secretly cultivate, and once I cultivate aura, his elixir that can only be prepared for mortals will not be good. Zhao An's eyes were lowered, and he said helplessly.

"Why don't I let Zhan Tian teach you some secret techniques that don't cultivate aura, I know that Zhan Tian still has some secret techniques that can cultivate divine sense, I heard that this selection of elite disciples, but there is a chance to send them to Jizhou Academy for a learning opportunity, this opportunity is not much, it is better for you to think about it carefully." Lin Yingcai's eyes lit up and he said.

"Jizhou Academy!" Zhao An's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Jizhou Academy is the largest college in the entire Jizhou, located in Huafeng City, I heard that there are many cultivation classics there, maybe there will be one or two suitable for the cultivation of Miscellaneous Spirit Root monks, after all, for so many years, he is not the only one who is Miscellaneous Spirit Root, but when he thinks of having to become an elite disciple of the sect, and then he has to achieve good results in the various sect families in Huafeng City to get the qualification to read the classics of Jizhou Academy.

Immediately, Zhao An became depressed and said, "Even if you two teach me now, the time will not be enough, there are only six months left, what realm can I cultivate in six months?"

Lin Yingcai patted Zhao An's shoulder and said comfortingly, "Don't think so, I heard my father say that you are just limited by the miscellaneous spirit root, and your spirit bone is the best in our entire sect, maybe you can cultivate to a very high level as soon as you cultivate." ”

"Don't comfort me, I know my own business. Zhao An said with a reluctant smile.

"Bang, bang!"

A few muffled sounds suddenly came from a distance, Zhao An took advantage of the situation, and saw a group of five people standing on the martial arts training ground, led by a tall young man, wearing a cyan power suit, his wrists and two ankles were wrapped with white cloth strips, and his chest muscles were highlighted obviously, and he was not an ordinary immortal cultivator at first glance.

And the voice came out of his fist, he was frantically hitting a wooden stake at this time, every time he hit, the wooden stake would fall a trace of wood and cut it down, Zhao An's face was silent but he was very surprised in his heart, he knew that the wooden stake that the man in green shirt hit was not an ordinary wooden stake, but a kind of wood called Hua Tie Wood, this wood is not only heavy but also extremely hard, even if the Qi refining fifth-layer cultivator attacks with a spell, it will not destroy this wood in the slightest, it seems that this man in green shirt is very capable.

"Huh, third child, look, isn't that Liu Haotian? Lin Yingcai stared ahead and suddenly said loudly.

Zhao An looked in the direction pointed out by Lin Yingcai, and the young man standing not far behind the young man in the cyan suit was Liu Haotian, the son of Liu Xuan, who had always regarded his father as a mortal enemy, at this time Liu Haotian was also looking around, and looked at Zhao An in the distance without comment, the corners of his mouth snorted sarcastically, and the man in the green shirt also looked over when he saw this, and said something to Liu Haotian, Liu Haotian replied a few words, and the man in the green shirt looked at Zhao An seriously again, and then he clenched his fists with both hands and hit the Huatie stake fiercely, but this punch directly cut the extremely hard Huatie stake in two, so that Zhao An, who was watching coldly, couldn't help but take a breath。

The man in the green shirt glanced at Zhao An with contempt and turned to leave, but Liu Haotian snorted heavily, although the two were far away, but this cold snort seemed to be in Zhao An's ears, and Zhao An couldn't help but shake.

Lin Yingcai, who was on the side, noticed that something was wrong with Zhao An, and grabbed Zhao An's wrist casually, and a stream of pure earth-based gas flowed into Zhao An's body, and Zhao An's face recovered a little.

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