In the middle of a barren mountain and forest.

Li Wenqiang sat cross-legged and looked at Jiuxuan Zhenren excitedly. I was very excited.

Although I said that I gave up on myself before, it was because this bug in the system was a little too bad, so that I kept seeing hope and constantly despairing.

But to say that Li Wenqiang, a young man who came through the time, doesn't want to cultivate the truth, that's. He wanted to cultivate the truth so much.

Every teenager has a dream of cultivating the truth, especially on this continent, and the dream of cultivating the truth runs through the depths of the hearts of all the peddlers and pawns. Xiuzhen represents the sacred, and Xiuzhen represents leaving the realm of mortals.

However, because the resources of the cultivation realm are limited, the various sects are all tightening the number of people and focusing on cultivating strong people. Under such cruel conditions, it is difficult for mortals to step into the path of rebellion unless they are people of great chance, or people who are outstanding in the Son of Heaven.

Two years!

The dream of two years is about to come true today. Li Wenqiang's heart was worried, nervous, and excited!

Jiuxuan Zhenren stood in front of Li Wenqiang with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Although it is said that Poor Dao is now bound to you, there are some things that still have to be said in advance. Listen up. ”

Li Wenqiang couldn't help but become serious: "Please speak." ”

"Cultivating the truth is a move against the sky. 10,000 years ago, this was the mortal realm, and natural and man-made disasters emerged one after another. Ten thousand years ago, the heavens broke a hole and poured out a great flood from the nine heavens, flooding the world. The people are plunged into an abyss of misery...... In that era when countless people were struggling to survive, countless strong men were born out of nowhere, and through the study of the Heavenly Dao, they invented the cultivation of the truth. Since then, he has led the people of the world to act against the sky. ”

"Someone takes the colorful spirit stones of heaven and earth to make up for the sky. Some people are reclaiming the sea with stones from thousands of mountains. Some people practice the 'giant technique', and then sleep here, their arms are mountains, and they turn into the Kunlun Mountains today, and since then, all things in heaven and earth have recovered, and life has come out of Kunlun. Turn your eyes into the sun and the moon, light up the world from then on, and let this common man have light. Turn the body into this leyline, and from then on, let mortals no longer be vain, but down-to-earth ......"

Li Wenqiang listened to it, and felt that something was wrong, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Nuwa mends the sky, Jingwei reclamation, and praises the father day by day?

He wanted to say something, but when he saw Jiuxuan Zhenren's incomparably pious look, he didn't dare to speak out to disturb the atmosphere.

Jiuxuan Zhenren suddenly shouted:

"10,000 years ago, they invented the art of cultivating the truth, and they are called the 'first generation ancestors'. They created the practice of cultivating the truth. ”

"Eight thousand years ago, the two sects were born, and the methods of cultivating the truth in the world were summarized and counted, and they were integrated into two paths. One of them: the path of ascension. Second...... It has been lost, and no one today knows the original exercises of 8,000 years ago. Someone may know, but the weak don't deserve to know. Now the whole world is taking the first way, the 'Ascension Road'. Please always remember that the two teachings are the 'second generation of ancestors'. They improved the practice of cultivating the truth. ”

"Six thousand years ago, the two religions were destroyed. Emperor Zhou was born, split Kunlun with a sword, renamed Qinling, and said: The source of the dragon veins of heaven and earth. Emperor Zhou put forward the theory of aura and the theory of spiritual root. It was discovered that in ancient times, everyone cultivated the truth and everyone grabbed resources, but it was always the reason why a few people could become stronger. It involves some people who are born without spiritual roots, and some people who have strong spiritual roots and different talents. He also put forward the principle of cultivating the truth, which is to absorb and sense the aura of heaven and earth. Since then, it has solved the doubts of the world. ”

"Then, there was a great change in the cultivation world, and finally began to cultivate cultivators at designated points, and selected talented people to use resources to become stronger. It also began 6,000 years ago and gradually evolved into the current pattern of the cultivation realm. Emperor Zhou is the 'third generation ancestor'. ”

“......”

Li Wenqiang was fascinated by what he heard, and looked at the Jiuxuan Zhenren with a serious face and a heavy face. Look at the day, look at the earth, look at all things in this world.

In a trance, my heart was surging.

The first generation of ancestors!

The second generation of ancestors!

The third generation of ancestors!

How great is this? Is this a great man?

Even if time passes, the vicissitudes of life will be 10,000 years. The countless cultivators and strong people in later generations still have to mention it, and they still have to let the newcomers understand who invented the cultivation before teaching the newcomers.

It has been passed down from generation to generation. It has inherited countless exercises that are constantly evolving and improving. It has also inherited the indelible spirit of countless 'Yanhuang Continent'.

What Li Wenqiang never expected was that in this world, there was no such thing as cultivating the truth.

It was a hole in the sky that I don't know what happened, and there was a prehistoric flood. The ancient powerful man, in order to protect the fire of mankind, gradually explored this road against the sky, leading mortals to change their lives against the sky.

What kind of magical world is this?

Jiuxuan Zhenren looked at Li Wenqiang's appearance, and from Li Wenqiang's admiration, yearning, and reminiscence, he saw the memory of being inherited by his master decades ago. At that time, I also had the same eyes as Li Wenqiang.

And all the cultivators in the entire Yanhuang Continent, southeast, northwest, and five continents. No matter how powerful and terrifying the future is, they all had such eyes when they were young.

Jiuxuan Zhenlang shouted:

"Li Wenqiang, you remember. In the meantime, every cultivator will always have three teachers. They are the first generation of ancestors, the second generation of ancestors, and the third generation of ancestors. A strong man once said that cultivators are immortals, and no one can be a teacher of immortals. Therefore, whether it is a sectarian baptism or a folk inheritance, there is only a division between master and apprentice. No one can be a teacher of cultivators, not even cultivators. ”

"You don't care what. Whether you succeed or fail in the future, whether you ascend to heaven and walk on the Cotai Strip in the future, or die in the abyss and no one cares. You always have to remember one thing, you can have countless masters. But in your life, there are only three teachers. ”

Li Wenqiang took a deep breath and stood up with a solemn face.

He doesn't need to be taught, he doesn't need someone to tell him how to do it.

Li Wenqiang knelt down three times and bowed nine times to this heaven and earth where all things were born, and in the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

From this moment on, he was a student of three generations of ancestors.

And every cultivator is a student of three generations of ancestors. There is no utilitarian worship, and every cultivator, even the evil devil, is still the same.

Inexplicable.

Even if Jiuxuan Zhenren didn't say what kind of world this world was. But after saluting this piece of heaven and earth, Li Wenqiang felt a heavy burden on his shoulders in a trance.

I don't know why.

As long as you are a cultivator in this world, you will feel such a burden in the moment before you become a cultivator. The identity of a cultivator brings them glory, strength, and responsibility.

Don't know what the responsibility is.

But inexplicably, Li Wenqiang felt that he seemed to be responsible.

After the salute, the atmosphere relaxed.

Jiuxuan Zhenren glanced at the countdown in his mind: 1 hour: 32 minutes......

I couldn't help but shrink my pupils.

Jiu Xuan screamed: "Finish the calf!"

"Nima, sit down. Sit down!"

As he spoke, he kept pressing Li Wenqiang to the ground, and shouted anxiously: "Let Nima sit down." ”

Li Wenqiang was a little stunned when he saw the sudden change in Jiuxuan Zhenren's painting style, and he also shouted anxiously: "Do you want my mother to sit down, or let me sit down." ”

"I'll Grandma Li, sit down and cultivate the truth. ”

"I'm your whole family. Then how the hell am I going to fix it, and you won't tell me. Everyone asks me to repair and repair, and no one tells me how to fix it, I will fix your hama skin!"

"Cross-legged. Shall I draft, close my eyes quickly, my tongue is on the top of my stomach, and my breath sinks into the dantian. ”

Li Wenqiang listened to the sound of the roar, and he was also in a hurry: "What the hell, where is the dantian?"

"Empty the sea. Hurry!"

"What kind of place is Zhihai?"

“......”