"Dad, mother, I'm back. After Mu Feng led the old buffalo to the cowshed and tied it, he pushed open the courtyard door and came to the front yard. The crisp knocking sound of "ding ding dong" greeted him.

A small courtyard house is Mu Feng's home. Mu Feng's family is not wealthy, but he has more than enough food and clothing. His father, Mu Ze, was a blacksmith, and his mother, Rong Xue, did the work of weaving clothes and animal skins.

"Feng'er. Rong Xue called.

Mu Ze, who was striking iron next to him, raised his eyes and looked down, waved his hammer and continued to beat the red iron on the iron felt. The firelight reflected his vicissitudes of life on his cheeks, as if stained with blood.

"Today I'm by the stream with Little Budian... It's fun. Mu Feng originally wanted to talk to Rong Xue about the rare things he encountered, but after thinking about it, adults wouldn't believe these boundless things, so let's talk to Yaya Fat Dun'er another day.

"Mother, I'm going to cook, you're going to have a good time today. When the fat dun next door came to get the bow and arrow, his father Zhang Orion praised your father for his superb craftsmanship, and he had to give us a wild boar leg. I'm going to eat half stewed and half roasted, how about I?" Rong Xue put down the needle and thread and animal skin in her hand, got up and entered the kitchen in the side hall.

"Dad, I... I'm going to help my mother cook. Mu Feng looked at Mu Ze, and choked back when the words came to his mouth.

"I want to practice martial arts. These Zi Mufeng finally didn't say anything. Because he loves his family, and he loves his father and mother even more. I still remember that a year ago, Chi Danian, a martial artist in the village, came to his house to preach, and praised Mu Feng as a good seedling for practicing martial arts, but Mu Ze's attitude was alienated and indifferent. said coldly, my son will take over my shift in the future - iron!

From then on, despite Chi Danian's persuasion, he couldn't shake Mu Ze's mind. For this reason, Mu Feng, who has never seen his parents quarrel again, has seen them fighting over this matter many times.

"If you don't learn, you won't learn, and you'll follow your father to learn how to strike iron in the future." After dinner, Mu Feng lay on the bed, and was still hesitating to secretly learn a trick and a half when he was herding cattle, but when he thought of Mu Ze's attitude, he dropped this idea. As long as my father and mother are happy, what is it if I don't practice martial arts.

At the beginning of the morning, the morning light overflows. Wild birds chirp and insects chirp incessantly.

After a night of ideological struggle, Mu Feng washed the depression in his heart and was full of energy. After a few mouthfuls of breakfast, he turned around and went out with his back basket on his back.

"Dad, I'll go to the mountains to get you some firewood, and when you come back, you can teach me to strike iron. ”

The voice was still there, Mu Ze was holding the bowl and chopsticks, his eyes were stunned, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Hey, are you satisfied now?" Rong Xue sighed softly, packed up Mu Feng's dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen.

"What's the use of cultivation, it's not that you can't escape the avenue of reincarnation, and the deceitful between people. Wasn't I a qi practitioner that mortals looked up to back then? Now this mundane life is also pure. How dangerous the path of cultivation is, I just want Feng'er to spend his life ordinary. Mu Ze said.

"Are you going to fetch firewood today?" Mu Feng. Chi Danian, who was exercising in the morning at the entrance of the village, saw Mu Feng passing by and asked.

"Yes, Uncle Chi, I'm going to fetch firewood, and the firewood for striking iron is a little insufficient. Mu Feng also walked to the leopard head totem and bowed respectfully.

"What's the use of striking iron, or I'll go and talk to your strong father again, and let him allow you to practice martial arts. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Chi, I've thought about it. I want to be a blacksmith like my dad in the future. Help you craft more handy weapons. "After that, Mu Feng has already gone away.

"You're just a child, you can't be blamed. It's just that you have a cowardly daddy. Chi Danian shook his head and walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Xiao Nian, there are still a few seedlings in your village, you can prepare and open the ding. A cold voice came into Chi Danian's mind.

Xiao Nian and Chi Da Nian are the only Qi practitioners in Sunset Village. The only person who dares to call him Xiao Nian, except for the old village chief, is the leopard head totem. The leopard head totem has unfathomable strength, and as for whether it is beyond the category of qi practitioners, Chi Danian does not know.

Legend has it that a wandering poet rescued a leopard cub when he traveled to southern Xinjiang, and saved many mortals in the mouths of fierce insects and beasts along the way.

Some of these mortals are grateful for his great kindness, and some worship his supernatural powers, and they always follow him and refuse to leave. The wandering poet stopped when he traveled to the current Sunset Village, and was no longer traveling.

The wandering poet expelled the beasts within a radius of thousands of miles, and then led the people to open up fertile land, build houses, raise poultry, and pass down the practice of qi and heart for everyone to cultivate and strengthen their bodies.

After the village was completed, a huge stone suddenly flew from the sky, impartial, and directly inserted at the entrance of the village. The wandering poet floated up and stood on top of the boulder, looking into the distance with his eyes.

This stop was three days and three nights, and on the fourth day, it was discovered that the wandering poet was gone. On the boulder, there are three big characters of "Sunset Village".

There is also a plausible poem left below the three characters of Sunset Village:

Caught in the mundane ambition,

It's hard to think about it.

Lonely and unsuccessful,

Who is waiting for the day (original boiling water, reprinted with source)

These four lines of poetry, the pen is powerful, like the meridians of a stone attached to it, and it is one with it.

The villagers suddenly realized that the wandering poet was a great supernatural person, and they immediately wanted to model a statue of the wandering poet and worship it day and night. But the villagers have exhausted the rocks and wood, only to find that no matter what the material, when the statue of the wandering poet is about to be completed, it will be destroyed and turned to ashes.

The leopard cub rescued by the wandering poet was left in Sunset Village. The leopard cub was originally a different species, with a trace of the blood of the ancient relics. With the passage of time, he has a cultivation that surpasses that of ordinary qi practitioners, and over time he has become the guardian totem of Sunset Village.

The world changes in time, alternating between spring and winter. The leopard totem guards the Sunset Village for many years, and every twenty years, when the Sunset Village opens, it will usher in a lot of turmoil.

Chi Danian stopped his morning exercise, and his heart was extremely excited. The last time Sunset Village opened was twenty years ago, when he and his brother Mo Xiaonian benefited a lot, and they both cultivated qi springs and entered the realm of qi practitioners.

It's a pity that Mo Xiaonian, who had just entered the qi practice, was young and vigorous, and went deep alone in a hunt, encountered an invincible beast, and became the blood food of the beast. This incident made Chi Danian regret it for life.

"I'm going to prepare. Leopard-sama. Chi Danian pressed the heat in his heart, bowed respectfully to the leopard head totem, and left in a hurry.

He wants to move out the foundation of the sunset village in the past 20 years, train the next generation of qi practitioners for the sunset village, and continue to protect the sunset village.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The crisp sound of chopping wood echoes through the cols, sawdust splashes, and the unique fragrance of aokaki fills the air. Mu Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved the thick-backed firewood knife in his hand even harder.

To make iron, you need to use good wood, Qinggang wood is fine, fire-resistant, and the fire temperature is extremely high, which is the best wood for iron.

At this time, on the cliff not far away, there was a gaze that kept looking at Mu Feng. Mu Feng didn't notice its existence at all.

After a long pause, it seemed as if something had finally been decided. A figure took a step forward, and as soon as he stepped out, a green robe appeared in front of Mu Feng's eyes.

"Little doll. ”

Mu Feng only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and an old man in a green robe appeared, and when he was in shock, he fell and fell, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his face was full of surprise and fear.

"Little doll, don't be afraid. The old man in the green robe said slowly.

"I see that there are many people chopping wood on this mountain, all of them are old men and women, but you are a child of the year of dancing spoons, why is this?"

"I... I got it... Help my dad chop some green oka wood... He was a blacksmith. The rest of the young people in the village would go to the distant mountains to hunt. Such an easy and non-dangerous thing as chopping wood was naturally done by the old and weak woman. The simple Mu Feng said truthfully, he always felt that the figure in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Oh, I see, you don't have to be afraid. I am a monk who has traveled here, and I am so sad that I want to talk to you, and this is a difficult opportunity for you. The old man in the green robe spoke in a gentle tone, and his words made people feel like a spring breeze.

Rao is Mu Feng's mind was clever, and he couldn't guess the hidden wit in the words of the old man in the green robe, looking at the gentle conversation of the old man in the green robe, it was expected that he was not a wicked person who did evil.

Mu Feng is not unfamiliar with the word monk, Chi Danian is a qi cultivator. After thinking about what the old man said, he scratched his head and said, "Old uncle, my mother told me when I was a child that good people will go to another world to enjoy happiness after death, you don't have to be too sad." ”

The old man in the green robe was Qu Chaofeng, he fought with the two immortals of Xuanshan, and in desperation, he used the supernatural power of substitution-soul wandering things. The overbearing aspect of this method lies in the separation of the soul and the body.

After separation, the two cannot be reunited, but can only fall and disappear. Qu Chaofeng, who has lost his soul, will have a soul dissipate every day, and when the seven spirits dissipate, it will be the time of his fate.

"Hehe, the old man is not a kind person, I kill people like mustard. There are not a hundred or eighty monks who have died at my hands. Qu Chaofeng hooked his lips and smiled.

Mu Feng was shocked when he heard this, and killed hundreds of people? This is more than the number of people in Sunset Village, could it be that the kind old man in front of him is a murderous maniac, but he is old and weak, and he doesn't look like a fierce person.

"Don't you believe it?" Qu Chaofeng's eyes were cold, and he seemed to see through Mu Feng's thoughts. Suddenly raised his right hand and flicked his index finger. A white light flashed, hitting the Qinggang wood gap that Mu Feng had chopped.

The white light struck the gap, and disappeared like snow. The thick bowl of green oka wood fell to the ground with a bang.

"You... You..."Mu Fengleng was dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.

How hard is the green oka? He used a wood knife for a long time to cut half of the gap. And the sick old man in front of him raised his hand and knocked down the thick green oka wood with a bowl mouth. I'm afraid that Uncle Chi Danian in the village can't do it.

"Old... Old uncle. I have nothing to give you, and you should not hurt the people of our village, if you like this green wood, just take it. Mu Feng said with the fear in his heart.

"What do I want Qinggangmu, what I want is you!" Qu Chaofeng said coldly.

"Old uncle, I can only herd cattle and chop wood, not ... Help you not kill, you want me useless. ”

He had heard ghost stories from the village elders, including a kind of monk who practiced evil exercises and would prolong his own life by taking the lives of boys and girls. And those who have been mended by it will become dried corpses, and they will die with a whimper. Could it be that the old man in front of him is this kind of evil monk?

The more Mu Feng thought about it, the more frightened he became, his hands clutching the weeds on the ground, and his eyes showed a thick fear.

"Hmph, it's not up to you to say it, it's okay if I say it, because I'm better than you. Qu Chao was cold, flicked his robe, and suddenly, the two disappeared without a trace.

"Do you know any monks?

Mu Feng was horrified, only to feel that Fang Cai's feet were light, and a flower in front of him appeared, and the next moment he appeared in the stone cave on the opposite cliff.

"Turn your hands over for clouds and cover your hands for rain, do you want this kind of supernatural power against the sky?" word by word, like Hong Zhong Dalu, poured into Mu Feng.

"From mortal to immortal, it is sad to step into the sky. The path of cultivation begins with practicing qi, then turning into spirits, and then building a spiritual platform and lighting the immortal fire, so that you can ascend the road of the avenue. Qu Chaofeng turned his back to Mu Feng and stood with his hands in his hands. He stood at the entrance of the cave, his clothes hunting, his words were mysterious, and his words were beady, like an immortal descending into the world.

"Karma will meet, in the dark, destined to have some cause and effect between you and me. But it's not easy to get the benefit of my hands.

Although I am confined to this place at the moment, if you do not conform to my heart, I would rather be destroyed than be cheapened by the world. Qu Chaofeng turned around and turned his head, looking at Mu Feng with cold eyes.

"If you do three things, I will not be embarrassed by you, and I will be able to benefit you greatly. If you can't do it, be so stoned. Qu Chaofeng pointed like a knife, and with a swing of it, the hard rock the size of a human head beside him fell and shattered like tofu.

Looking at the back of the green robe, Mu Feng suddenly remembered that Qu Chaofeng's clothes were the short-lived figure in the creek yesterday. Thinking of the strange clouds floating in the sky, he was dripping down in cold sweat, is today my death?

"Uncle, you misunderstood me, I just want to learn how to strike iron from my father, I don't want to be a monk. I don't dare to ask for your benefits, you let me go down the mountain. Mu Feng didn't want to die in vain, he asked tentatively.

"Striking iron? Hehe, don't you say it, I still have to give you a great benefit today!" Qu Chaofeng looked at Mu Feng, his eyes were like electricity, and under the intimidation, Mu Feng shuddered and couldn't help but sit on the ground.

Mu Feng knew that if the person in front of him wanted his own life, it would be easier than pinching the ants to death. For now, I can only do what I am told. After figuring out this joint, Mu Feng was no longer afraid, he stood up, as if he had made a decision.

"Old uncle... I'm willing to do three things for you. Mu Feng snorted, he was afraid that he would anger the fierce stranger in front of him again. Not only did his own life be in danger, but he also affected the villagers of Sunset Village.

"The children can be taught. Qu Chaofeng's face once again showed a kind and kind color.

"Then now you jump off, that's the first thing. Qu Chaofeng raised his hand and pointed to the entrance of the mountain cliff cave.

Mu Feng stepped forward, and the probe looked down, and the cave was at least one or twenty zhang high from the ground. Not to mention a person, even a bird, if you don't fan your wings and fall, your bones will not survive, and you will definitely die.

Jump, it's a dead end. If you don't jump, you will be killed. Both horizontally and vertically are dead. I'd rather die myself than fake another hand. Father, mother, the child is not filial, and he will not be able to take care of you in the future. Little one, you have to serve my father and mother well. Yaya, fat duner...

A series of thoughts flashed in the lightning and fire, and Mu Feng stepped out, his eyes closed, and he jumped down. Like a pebble, it falls off a cliff.

Mu Feng felt the stinging sensation of the weeds on his face, is he dead? Mu Feng raised his head and opened his eyes, at this moment he was lying on his back under the cliff. The sound of Qu Chaofeng faintly floated in his ears.

"The mind is still firm. The first thing you did. This is the benefit for you, hold. ”

A black stone drew an arc and landed at Mu Feng's feet.

"This is a mental method of practicing qi, and cultivating according to this mental method can help you open up qi springs, and there is a possibility of entering the qi practitioner. This is not comparable to the unruly and indiscriminate practice of your reckless men in the mountains. ”

This fast stone is the stone that Qu Chaofeng got with his life, and it records the "Taixuan Sutra". However, in Qu Chaofeng's view, this "Taixuan Sutra" is just an ordinary method of practicing qi and mind.

Mu Feng's heart was pounding, with the Qi Cultivation Method, then I can't cultivate to the level of Uncle Chi? That's the number one master in Sunset Village.

Mu Feng carried the basket on his back and returned to the village nervously, his heart went up and down, turning over the river and the sea. But on the face, you have to pretend that nothing happened.

Qu Chaofeng promised Mu Feng that if he completed the second thing, he would be accepted as an apprentice. He personally preached and received his profession, and transcendent sanctification was just around the corner. As for calling for wind and rain, flying away from the sky is even more of a matter of being caught.

But the second thing Qu Chaofeng asked him to do was to ask for a person's head and kill a person he loved the most! Mu Ze or Rong Xue. And can't tell anyone, if he doesn't obey, Qu Chaofeng will slaughter Sunset Village, leaving no chickens and dogs.