Chapter 1: Cultivating Immortals

Mosang Ancient Road, across the East Maozhou and Moxi grassland, stretching for thousands of miles, although there are countless villages and towns along the way, but also through the mountains into the forest, prosperity and desolation here, sometimes alternate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In a village on the side of the ancient road, a group of chickens and dogs jumped, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy ran out of it, and several vicious dogs chased after him.

"Remember to the master, I, Wang Xiaomo, swear, when Lao Tzu is developed, come back and demolish your bird village... Yes! Yes! Don't chase, don't chase! ”

"The patriarch decided to expel Wang Xiaomo, a wild species, from the ancestral tree of Wangjia Village, and he will never be allowed to return to the village."

Words rang out from the village behind the boy, and there was a burst of laughter.

Wang Xiaomo's face was hideous at the moment, his legs were like flying, and from time to time he looked back at the vicious dogs that were chasing him like calves, and the laughter in the village behind him was even louder, and there were constantly people coaxing.

"Chase, chase, bite that wild seed!"

The vicious dogs seemed to be encouraged, and chased after them even tighter in their barking.

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"Within three days, we must find one, otherwise this Jiazi's immortal gate election will be in vain, whether this Daoist master can become an immortal is all here to fight!" On the ancient road, a middle-aged Taoist with a white face and a long beard and a very unearthly bearing bowed his head and ran wildly, muttering to himself.

When the figure turned around a forest, he looked up suddenly, only to see a road of smoke and dust rushing straight towards him on the ancient road in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a person with teeth and claws and hideous faces in the smoke and dust turning into a whirlwind and passing by.

The Dao man's heart couldn't help but tremble, this person's speed was too amazing, and when he wanted to look back at this person, several vicious dogs with bloody mouths like calves rushed out of the smoke and dust, and pounced on him.

The Taoist secretly screamed: "Not good! ”

A little on the tip of the toe forcibly retracted the forward momentum, and a graceful harrier turned over in the air, turned around and was about to run, but there was a sharp pain in the ankle, the body sank, and one foot had been bitten by a vicious dog.

He screamed in his mouth: "Bitter! Seeing the back of the whirlwind roar away, he was engulfed in a puff of smoke and dust, and bursts of screams came from the smoke and dust.

Wang Xiaomo hated it to the extreme at the moment, and it was even more terrified to the extreme, because the vicious dogs chasing after him were the hunting dogs of the rich man Wang in the village, and they were all well-known for their ferocity in the village, and he had seen these vicious dogs tear a leopard into pieces that broke into the village, causing a strong shock to his young heart.

He has no father since he was a child, and his mother raised him single-handedly, and from the children in the village called him a wild seed born in the donkey trough, and was often bullied by the children in the village, which made him very perverse since he was a child, and he was a well-known little bastard in the village, a little devil.

In the village, their mother and son were outliers, and they had endured the heat and coldness of the world, and they were only saved from being expelled from the village because their mother was the niece of the patriarch.

Whenever he asked his mother about his father, her eyes were always full of confusion, and the only answer to him was: "It was just a dream!" ”

But he knew it wasn't a dream, because his father, whom he had never met, had left behind a cloth bag with a black bean the size of a broad bean, hard as iron, and a wordless jade plaque less than half a foot.

Finally, on this day, his mother died in the ridicule of the clansmen, and the patriarch occupied the land of his mother's house and expelled him from the village on the grounds that he was not a member of the Wang family.

Because of the deep impression left by those vicious dogs since he was a child, he burst out with unprecedented running potential, and in a blink of an eye, he has run more than ten miles, hatred, fear have all turned into foot strength, and there is only one thought in his heart: "I want to escape, escape!" ”

After running wildly on the ancient road for more than ten miles, he found that there was no more barking behind him, and finally he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground, panting heavily, looking at the white clouds floating in the sky overhead.

As soon as my heart was relieved, my eyes were dark, and I fainted.

I don't know how long it took, only to feel that his body was shaking, Wang Xiaomo opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a person standing in front of him, covered in blood, with a crooked hat, with a resentful look in his eyes, looking at him directly, he couldn't help but be frightened, and shouted: "Ghost! ”

I don't know where the strength came from, my body jumped up, instinctively flew up, kicked the person opposite in the face, turned around and ran, but before I could run a few steps, my legs were weak, my eyes were black again, and I fainted again.

This time he fainted half out of strength and half frightened, and when he woke up again, Wang Xiaomo still stood in front of him, but when he saw Wang Xiaomo open his eyes, his body was suddenly withdrawn a few feet backwards.

"I'm not a ghost!"

Wang Xiaomo forced his mind, and when he saw the shadow on the ground under the man who was illuminated by the bright sun, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he had heard that ghosts have no shadows, let alone come out during the day, and forcibly looked at that person with courage.

I saw the person opposite, from the dress vaguely can be seen that it is a Taoist priest, just covered in blood, covered in dirt, is grinning at him, his eyes are a little sad, but even more excited, holding a shining compass in his hand, as if he saw him as if he saw a certain treasure, and that treasure had hurt him.

"Who are you and what do you want? I don't have any money. Wang Xiaomo was alert, touched a stone on the ground and pinched it in his hand.

"Xiaoyou, don't be nervous, poor Zhang Hanya, Luoxia Mountain perched on the wind and watched the master, seeing Xiaoyou's bones are strange, and his appearance is extraordinary, you can see at a glance that Xiaoyou is a rare genius in cultivating immortals, I don't know if Xiaoyou can go up the mountain with me to cultivate immortals?"

After Wang Xiaomo heard these words, he raised his head and looked carefully at the Taoist man covered in blood in front of him, a breeze slowly blew, blowing up the blood-stained Taoist robe, and the trousers under the Taoist robe rolled up like a door curtain, revealing two snow-white thighs.

I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva heavily, and asked weakly: "You, are you an immortal?" ”

When the man heard this, his face stiffened, and his white face suddenly flushed, but fortunately it was not obvious under the bloodstain, he straightened his chest, took a deep breath, shook his big sleeves, and looked at the sky with his eyes: "Yes, exactly!" ”

Wang Xiaomo's face twitched slightly, he really couldn't see where the two hundred and five in front of him looked like a fairy, got up and coughed a few times, turned around and left.

Zhang Hanya was raising his eyes to the sky, feeling that the unearthly aura in his body seemed to be more vigorous than before, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

"I want to think that I Zhang Hanya has been cultivating the Tao for decades, and I have practiced the qi of the past and the present, and I am only one step away from becoming an immortal, let those ordinary people see it, and they will all worship it, if it weren't for the fact that the Spirit Great Array needs seven people with the heart of cultivating immortals and Dao roots to open together, why should I be so low to ask for this person in front of me, it is also the luck of this Dao Master, I will meet someone with Dao roots when I go down the mountain." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile, and the unearthly atmosphere was rising.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response, and when he saw that Wang Xiaomo had already walked away, his face was stunned, and the unworldly aura in his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, and his body rushed forward, and several ups and downs stopped Wang Xiaomo who was moving forward.

"Get out of the way, believe it or not I'll kill you." Wang Xiaomo looked impatient, and looked at the guy in front of him who was entangled with himself.

He was really upset to the extreme, his mother's death, his family wealth was robbed, he was expelled from the ancestral village, and he almost lost his life in the mouth of a vicious dog, and finally escaped, but he met a guy who was not like a human and a ghost like a ghost, and he was ashamed to say that he would take him to cultivate immortals and gain some Tao.

"Little friend, look at this." Zhang Hanya raised the compass that was still glowing in his hand, and before his words fell, he felt a black shadow smashing towards him.

Bang!

"Ahh A scream.

Zhang Hanya's eyes were dark, and he turned over and fell.

The sound of Wang Xiaomo gradually moving away sounded in his ears.

"If you are an immortal, I am the king of heaven."

Zhang Hanya looked at the figure that was gradually moving away through his eyes full of blood and tears, blurred eyes, and a very bad feeling inexplicably rose in his heart, since he saw this young man, unlucky things one after another, making himself not like a human now, a ghost is not like a ghost, the more he thinks about it, the stronger this feeling becomes, and finally this feeling is a little irrepressible, which makes him feel even more uneasy, looking down at the light points emitted from the compass in his hand, and his eyes show a trace of confusion.

"Who is he?"

But this emotion was quickly replaced by another, and it was even stronger.

"I don't care who you are? I, Zhang Hanya, have been cultivating for decades, in order to gain the opportunity to become an immortal this time, even if you are the plague god who came into the world, this Taoist master is not afraid! I want to become an immortal, I want to become an immortal. ”

Zhang Hanya's eyes showed a look of madness, wiped the blood on his face, got up and chased quickly in the direction where Wang Xiaomo had gone.

Immediately, for a long time on the Mosang Ancient Road, these words were echoing:

"Xiaoyou's bones are strange, his appearance is extraordinary, you can see at a glance that he is a rare immortal cultivation genius in ten thousand years, I wonder if Xiaoyou can go up the mountain with me to cultivate immortals?"

"Xiaoyou's bones are strange, his appearance is extraordinary, you can see at a glance that he is a rare immortal cultivation genius in ten thousand years, I wonder if Xiaoyou can go up the mountain with me to cultivate immortals?"

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(To be continued, the new book is launched, you can see that the bones of all the officials are strange, and their appearance is extraordinary, whether it is a rare immortal cultivation wizard in 10,000 years, and the appraisal fee only needs one recommendation ticket)

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