In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

A remote place called Guyun Village.

"Whew!"

In the early morning, a group of children shook their fists and kicked their feet under the guidance of the old man, sweating like rain, but none of them stopped to shout tired, as if they had already formed a habit.

The sun rose high, and the golden light shone down on the village, dragging everyone out of a long black shadow, like a group of young people practicing martial arts.

"Alright, that's all for today. ”

Two hours later, the old man's voice came out again, and the wooden stick in his hand tapped the stones, making a snorting sound.

When it was time to rest, the children cheered and scattered in all directions, either running to the shade of the trees or splashing into the stream.

The old man held a wooden stick, glanced around, and said with a smile: "Children, remember to come out of the medicinal bath after dinner, and the time of the absent medicinal bath will be doubled!"

"Ahh......h

"I hate it......"

When the children around heard this, their expressions seemed to have eaten bitter fruit, but there was one exception, who sat alone in the shade of the tree, with his back to the trunk, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

Time flies by, the sun sets, and the sky is full of red clouds.

In the open space, there are more than a dozen gold and bronze tripods, each of which is filled with dark green medicine, and when the water temperature in the big tripod drops slightly, the old man immediately waved his hand and said loudly: "Children, the medicinal bath can begin!"

Dozens of children behind him looked bitter, either pouting or taking a breath of air, like toads, but under the urging of their parents, they did not rebel, and climbed the small stool in front of the big ding, and jumped into the ding with a bang.

"It's hot!"

"It hurts......"

In Yiding, a dark-skinned boy bared his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Hao, aren't you in pain?"

The boy known as Xiao Hao smiled: "It hurts." ”

The dark-skinned boy grimaced and puzzled, "Then why are you expressionless?"

The boy Xiaohao smiled again: "Pain, do you have to show it?"

- - - -

At night, the crescent moon hangs high, and the sky is full of stars.

On a small hillside, there is a big tree, which is constantly shaking and shaking, and it is falling to the ground with withered yellow.

Boom!

Boom!

A boy was tireless, punching one punch after another, and the punch was cold.

The silvery moonlight exposed his resolute face, which was the boy known as Xiao Hao in the evening.

Not far away, I don't know when an old man was already standing.

"Xiao Chenhao, come and accompany the old man. ”

The sudden voice made the boy stunned, turned to look, and said with a smile: "Old Xiao, why are you here?"

The old man sat down against the big stone beside him and motioned for the boy to sit beside him.

The boy walked briskly and sat down where he was pointing.

The old man flipped through his big hand, took a yellowed white paper out of nowhere, and handed it to the boy.

"This is what accompanied you to Guyun Village. ”

The old man stared at the yellowed piece of paper in his hand and sighed in his heart.

"It's ......"

Xiao Chenhao's heart trembled, and he immediately snatched the piece of paper.

"Dusty ......"

There are two beautiful large characters written on the white paper, which are particularly eye-catching.

He looked down and found that there was a line of small words underneath, and he couldn't help muttering: "Single name Yihao, which means a bright life, the light of the morning light, and no filth......"

For a moment, the atmosphere was silent.

The old man sighed softly, pulling him back from his faint sadness.

He put the piece of paper close to his body and asked softly, "Old Xiao, what is this?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know what happened back then. ”

Then he looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said lightly: "Little guy, close your eyes." ”

"Oh. He replied, obediently closing his eyes.

The old man's five fingers opened, and an inexplicable breath rose, and then slapped him on the back.

Syllable!

A sound was heard, and a blazing heat spread outward centered on Xiao Chenhao.

"What is this?"

The air wave spread, and the old man hurriedly withdrew his hand and took dozens of steps back, with a shocked face.

Rumble!

Xiao Chenhao only felt that there was a fire around him, and when he opened his eyes, he was wrapped in a pale fire.

"What's going on?"

He exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran to the old man.

Seeing this, the old man's eyebrows trembled, and he immediately raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!"

When Xiao Chenhao heard this, his footsteps stopped, and he was puzzled: "Old Xiao, why doesn't this fire burn me?"

The old man put down his raised arm and said helplessly: "Your thing will definitely not burn you, but it will burn the old man, stay away from me." ”

"My stuff?"

Xiao Chenhao took two steps back, even more puzzled.

The old man said: "You treat this fire as a part of your body, try to take it back and take it away." ”

"Oh. Xiao Chenhao closed his eyes and concentrated on controlling the flames that permeated his body.

As Cang Flame retracted, a palm-sized pale rune loomed, silently levitating in front of him.

The flames disappeared, and the old man walked by with confidence, his eyes fixed on the pale sigil, and his expression kept changing.

"Pale Flame, Void Divine Fire!"

The old man took a deep breath of the blazing residual temperature, and couldn't calm the shock in his heart for a long time.

Then he looked at Xiao Chenhao and said, "Little guy, you should still have a seal to show, right?"

Xiao Chenhao was stunned for a moment, and then his little hand spread out, and a small jet-black sigil immediately floated upward.

"Dark Seal, no, this is the Space Divine Seal!"

The old man only felt dizzy in his head, and his heart smelled of grains.

He shook his head and sighed, and laughed softly: "Little guy, it seems that I am not qualified to be your master......"

In this heaven and earth, there is a powerful existence, which can swallow the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth for cultivation, and the way of cultivation begins in the human body, and there are countless meridians in the human body, which need to be opened one by one.

Among them, the natal seal hidden in the human body is the most important. People who have the natal Xuanyin can use the power of the Xuanyin to open up the meridians around the body, and the Xuanyin also has grades, the lowest level, and the most common is the Five Elements Xuanyin, that is, the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, in addition, there are four intermediate attributes of wind, ice, light, and darkness, and poison and thunder are high-level attributes.

But the world is ignorant, and the highest level is not poison and thunder, but space and time attributes.

- - - -

The next day, under the stars.

"The cyclone has been completed, run the exercises, and swallow the mysterious qi of heaven and earth. ”

The old man stretched out, yawned, and fixed his eyes on the boy on the boulder.

"The first level of the seal master, condensing the cyclone, breaking through the limit of nine times, and then becoming condensation. ”

"To break through the condensation, you need to build a divine tower with the cyclone, and every time you break through a large step, the divine tower can add a layer up. ”

"After the condensation, it is a seal, which can release the Xuan Power and cause huge damage to the target. ”

“......”

After a long time.

Xiao Chenhao exhaled a breath of turbidity and stood up with one hand on the stone.

looked at the old man and asked, "Old Xiao, what realm are you?"

Hearing this, the old man raised his head and looked at the sky, and said lightly: "The old man is now at the ninth level of the chemical seal, and he can't break through in his life." ”

Xiao Chenhao couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Why?"

The old man looked bitter, sighed lightly, and said no more.

Day 7, night.

"Condense the Danhuo, quench the herbs, extract the essence and turn them into liquid ......"

Feng!

The pale flames flickered, and the herbs turned into jet-black ashes and sprinkled on the palms of his hands.

"Come again. ”

Feng!

"Go on. ”

Feng ......

A month later, in the evening.

In a clearing in the middle of the village, there is a boulder.

The old man sat on top of the boulder, and there was a pile of small gravel beside him, which popped out from time to time.

Syllable!

The small stone shot at the boy's back, shattering it with a muffled sound, and the boy gritted his teeth in pain and did not say a word.

Bang! Bang......

In the distance, a group of children covered their eyes with their hands, unable to bear to watch.

One of the older boys lowered his voice and said secretly, "Xiao Chenhao, what did you provoke the village chief? ”

The eyes of the girl beside her peeked out from between her fingers and murmured, "Brother Chenhao is so pitiful." ”

"It's so pitiful......"

The children around nodded in agreement.

Day after day, year after year, two years go by in the blink of an eye.

Same place, strange night.

"Break through the condensation and build a sacred tower with a cyclone, and if you are not careful, the divine tower will not be completed, and the cyclone will be destroyed. ”

The old man looked at the boy on the boulder with a slightly nervous expression.

The surrounding air currents slowly converged, gradually forming a whirlpool, and the center was the boy on the boulder.

"It's up to you, and the old man can't help with this. ”

The old man withdrew from the whirlpool, and the old hands stroked each other and muttered to themselves.

Xiao Chenhao had no distracting thoughts, and looked inwardly at the dantian, where there was a small cyclone, which was slowly rotating.

"Cyclone liquid, build a divine tower, void fire, smelt!"

As the minutes passed, the cyclone was turning into water droplets at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing faint ripples in the dantian.

The last drop of the cyclonic liquid fell, blending into the ripples below, and the mutation suddenly appeared, and the calm small pool of water was like boiling water, tumbling endlessly.

"It's now, Ning!"

Crash......

The water splashed, but it no longer fell, and instantly gathered in the middle.

After a while, the pool disappeared, and a small black and white tower stood quietly in the dantian, but the small tower only had two floors, which looked very strange.

The whirlpool disappeared, and the boy's closed eyes gradually opened, and the old man's concerned appearance grew.

"Old Xiao, I succeeded!"

Xiao Chenhao grinned and jumped off the boulder.

The old man smiled with relief and patted him on the shoulder: "You little guy is really amazing, you actually built a divine tower in less than an hour." ”

Xiao Chenhao was happy when he heard this, and said with a smile: "That Xiao Lao, how long did it take you to build the Divine Pagoda at that time?"

The old man looked stunned, pouted and said, "Three hours." ”

Without waiting for Xiao Chenhao's words, he immediately continued: "Although you have excellent qualifications, remember not to be proud, you must know that you are not the only genius in this world, do you understand?"

Xiao Chenhao nodded and replied, "Old Xiao, don't worry, I won't be proud." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Lao smiled and said, "Although you can't be proud, you can be proud." ”

"Oh. ”

Xiao Chenhao seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and nodded obediently.

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