In the dimness, a ray of daylight pierced the sky.

In the side room, Zu Yuan was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, and he was in an indecent posture, and under his frizzy hair was a sleeping little face.

At this time, a rough palm stretched out and slowly leaned towards Zu Yuan.

When his palm was about to touch Zu Yuan, he stopped.

I saw that the palm that had stopped was lightly grasped, leaving a finger, and on the fingertip of that finger, a wisp of green smoke slowly floated up, and in the next moment, it entered Zu Yuan's nostrils, and rotated and twisted, with the twisting of the green smoke, the expression on Zu Yuan's little face was uncomfortable, and the appearance of squeezing his eyebrows was so hard.

Zu Yuan, who was immersed in a sweet dream, lazily freed up one hand and rubbed his nose, and at the same time, he reluctantly opened one eye and looked around.

In the blur, I saw the middle-aged uncle squinting and grinning, which was extremely obscene, and people couldn't help but want to hit the middle-aged uncle twice in the face.

Zu Yuan turned his face sideways with a reluctant face, and the next moment, Zu Yuan felt that one of his feet was pulled by a strong force and lifted into the air.

At this moment, even if Zu Yuan was a hundred unwilling, he had to wake up, only to see that Zu Yuan's hands were constantly grasping things on the bed, and before Zu Yuan could grasp it, the whole person fell off the bed.

"Stinky boy, what time is it, it's time to get up"

"Father, let me sleep again, I'm so sleepy!!"

"Then do you still want to go out?!Do you want to learn Taoism?!"

"I don't want to, I don't want to, I'm going to sleep, let me sleep a little longer"

"No, let's go"

As he spoke, the middle-aged uncle forcibly carried Zu Yuan towards the door.

"No, let me sleep a little longer, just a while, just a moment, okay!!"

Zu Yuan's miserable shouts echoed in the room, but in exchange for the middle-aged uncle's firm steps.

The courtyard outside the wooden house was filled with the magnetic voice of the middle-aged uncle.

"There is a boundary outside this place, called the Dao Realm by the Terrans, the Terrans living in the Dao Realm in order to seek stability, derived the power of the Monks, the Monks' duty is to protect the lifeblood of the Terrans, and at the same time, to solve the contradictions within the Terrans, but with the development and growth of the Terrans, the Monks have become the bane of the internal strife of the Terrans, so whether it is to survive or to explore the vast realm, you must first become a Monk"

The middle-aged uncle and Zu Yuan stood opposite each other, and when the words fell, Zu Yuan looked confused, and the serious middle-aged uncle couldn't help but be a little deflated when he looked at Zu Yuan's state.

"Cultivator is originally the advanced level of cultivators, and cultivator is the honorific title of a person who cultivates the mind and refines the body, so the next training will be based on cultivating the mind and refining the body, but the way of cultivating the qi of the cultivator is too old-fashioned, although it is of great help to warm the body, but the effect is slow, but if supplemented by my experience and understanding of the cultivator, it will definitely open up the path of cultivation that will help you the most, hahaha"

The middle-aged uncle said these words not only to explain cultivation to Zu Yuan, but also to encourage Zu Yuan, but in the end, the middle-aged uncle couldn't help but laugh excitedly for his great talent.

Zu Yuan was confused when he heard it, and when he was trying to figure it out, the middle-aged uncle smirked vigorously, and Zu Yuan, who didn't know why, couldn't help it for a while, and smirked with the middle-aged uncle.

The courtyard echoed with the laughter of ****.

"Ha~Ha~"

Suddenly, the middle-aged uncle's laughter trembled, and the expression on his face became solemn, as if he was being troubled by something.

The middle-aged uncle's solemn eyes inadvertently glanced at Zu Yuan, and he saw Zu Yuan standing quietly aside, his eyes staring at him without blinking, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart.

"Hmm, Yuan'er, although the way cultivators practice qi is old-fashioned, it is very practical, this precious qi training method must be taken to cultivate first, and when you finish this morning's homework, I will explain the next cultivation method for you."

The middle-aged uncle loosened his throat and said seriously, and at the same time, with one hand in the void, he took a shabby and ancient book in his hand and handed it to Zu Yuan.

"Yes"

Zu Yuan looked at the quaint book held by the middle-aged uncle, his heart was excited, he took it neatly, and read it attentively.

Seeing Zu Yuan's appearance, the middle-aged uncle breathed a sigh of relief, took one step, and came to the top of the mountain in an instant, looking at the sky with a pair of melancholy and deep eyes, showing a trace of confusion.

"Thinking that I am all over the world (the territory of the human race), I am stumped by this low-level cultivation method, and there is nothing more painful in life than this!!"

After saying this, the middle-aged uncle sat down depressedly under the ancient tree, closed his eyes gently, and at this moment, the surroundings were much quieter.

"Ah, what the hell should I do?!" the middle-aged uncle flicked his fingers in meditation, then opened his eyes and shouted anxiously.

"The feeling of loneliness at the top of the mountain made me unbearable loneliness, and it has not changed after so many years"

The middle-aged uncle's eyes were frivolous, and he said it extremely chicly, and after speaking, he was stunned.

After a long time, the middle-aged uncle's body finally moved.

"Ah~!Now it seems that there is a big mountain pressing on my body, making me feel uncomfortable when I move!Hey, if I say this, no one will believe it!!Hahaha, even I don't believe it myself" The middle-aged uncle said self-deprecatingly.

After the middle-aged uncle said this, he suddenly froze, but in less than a moment, the middle-aged uncle jumped up frantically, took one step, and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

In the courtyard, Zu Yuan was motionless in a strange posture, with a quaint book in front of him, and Zu Yuan's posture was the posture of the villain in the book, but Zu Yuan's posture was much worse than that villain.

Zu Yuan struggled to pose, and it was ugly.

"Hahaha, good boy, practiced"

When the words fell, the middle-aged uncle was spared from behind Zu Yuan to the front.

And looking at Zu Yuan, although he gritted his teeth and insisted, he couldn't help but push back, the middle-aged uncle said with a slight mockery in his words:

"However, this posture is barely passing, boy, you can't do it either!!I think it's better to forget it, don't practice, isn't it good here?!hahaha"

Zu Yuan listened to the laughter of the middle-aged uncle, and actually withered, but then stubbornly raised his little face, and that posture was a little more accurate.

"Oh! it's amazing!!, but there's still an hour before breakfast, you have to hold on!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged uncle walked forward, and Zu Yuan couldn't help but feel a little angry as he watched the middle-aged uncle's back gradually walk away.

Suddenly, the middle-aged uncle walked not far away, stopped, and put on a posture in the qi training style, the middle-aged uncle turned around handsomely, winked at Zu Yuan, and turned back again,

"It's hard to practice for many years"

Although the middle-aged uncle said so, it was more standard than the posture on the qi training style, yes, the middle-aged uncle now gave people the feeling that it was more accurate than the qi training style.

Isn't there anything more difficult in this realm?!So lonely, so lonely, so cold!!—— father