There are few people in the deep mountains, even the birds and beasts are nowhere to be seen, only the snow all over the mountains. The rugged mountain road has long been buried by snow, and only a middle-aged man and a teenager keep hurrying on the mountain road.

"The road is so steep, I guess we have reached Mt. Jungnam. Your Highness, there is still a month left for Tianyan Academy to enroll, so let's hurry up. ”

The middle-aged man turned his head back and said respectfully to the young man who was left behind.

The young man smiled bitterly after hearing the words of the middle-aged man in front of him, and with great difficulty pulled his calf out of the snow, he replied.

"Uncle Zhao, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, of course you can walk fast with light skills. ”

"Didn't I teach you how to light the body?"

The middle-aged man's gaze suddenly became stern as he looked at the young man.

"However, I haven't even reached the spiritual realm, so how can I learn spiritual skills!"

The young man wanted to quibble, but the middle-aged man's tone became more severe.

"Nonsense! The light body technique I gave you is obviously just an ordinary body technique, and it doesn't need to use spiritual power, and it is just right for people who practice physical realm. The middle-aged man's expression was a little displeased, and he scolded the young man, "If you can't even learn this kind of spiritual skill, how can you avenge your dead father?"

When the young man heard the man's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know, I will definitely cultivate hard in the future." ”

After that, his body moved as the man had taught him before, and he actually ran on the snow.

The man nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the boy had finally straightened his attitude, while sighing inwardly.

"I think it took me years to reach the first level of this fish and water step, but it took me a few years of hard work. ”

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Months have passed since the Great War, and the city has long since returned to its usual calm. In the palace, in the courtyard in front of the prince's palace, the snow has been cleared, and a girl and a boy are bowing.

The girl looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a simple maid's dress, and looked at the boy in front of her with a smile.

"Little brother of the castle guard, didn't you say that you must defeat me this time? ”

The girl laughed and spoke in such a pleasant voice that it was like a silver bell.

"Sister, don't be complacent, I will definitely win next time!"

The boy pouted in annoyance, waved his little hand and said to the girl, looking so cute.

"Oh my God, it's time to learn. ”

A male voice came from the imperial study next to the prince's hall.

"Huh?" The boy still felt that he hadn't had enough fun, but he still turned towards the palace door, and at the same time waved his hand to the girl, and said with some reluctance: "Sister Yu, I'll come back to play with you in the evening!"

However, at this time, the clear male voice sounded again.

"Yu Qinglian, right?

"Huh?" the girl was stunned when she heard the man's words, and then replied excitedly, "Your Majesty, is it really??"

The boy on the side also looked at the girl excitedly.

"Hmm. Don't be stunned there, silly girl, come with Tian'er. ”

The girl happily took the boy's hand and ran to the imperial study next door.

Back then, despite the opposition of the ministers, Gongsun Yumo insisted on moving the imperial study to the remote prince's palace, saying that it was to make it convenient for Gongsun Tianshou, the little prince, to go to the imperial study to read.

Therefore, for Gongsun Tianshu, everything here was so familiar, he easily found the book "A Brief Treatise on the Way of Cultivation" that Gongsun Yumo was going to teach him today, and then sat down at the small sandalwood table in front of his father.

Gongsun Yumo smiled, nodded at the girl standing at the door at a loss, motioned for her to sit behind another table in front of him, and then spoke to Gongsun Tianshou.

"The path of cultivation is roughly divided into three kinds - the path of runes, the path of martial arts, and the path of formation. The various other forms of practice are all the same. Martial arts focuses on turning the spiritual power between heaven and earth into one's own use, so the most fundamental method of cultivation is to use the art of accepting spirits to absorb the free spiritual power around them; Fu Dao and Array Dao focus on cultivating the divine soul, so that you can draw a talisman with corresponding talismans or form a spiritual array with a huge number of spiritual seals—this is what the scholar Li Wenwen said in his book "A Brief Discussion on the Way of Cultivation" written by the scholar Li Wenwen thousands of years ago. ”

Gongsun Tianshou looked up at his little face and listened with relish. However, Yu Qinglian on the side frowned, looking like he wanted to say something. After Gongsun Yumo, who was in front of them, saw her expression, he said to her in a gentle voice, with love for the younger generation.

"Miss Yu, if you have any questions, just say it, don't be afraid. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Yu Qinglian nodded, although he had always heard others say how His Majesty was a person close to the people, but at this time her voice still seemed so shy, "Although it is said in this book, in my memory, it seems that someone told me that abandoning the spiritual power accumulated by ordinary people and others with their own thoughts is the real avenue." ”

"Huh?"

Gongsun Yumo's expression suddenly became a little complicated, and it was even more so when he looked at Yu Qinglian's gaze.

"Actually, as you said, the author of this book, Li Wenwen, still has a relatively one-sided understanding, after all, he is only at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and has never entered the Apocalypse. He said earnestly, exclaiming, "Presumably, the man in your mouth is beyond the world, otherwise you would not have been able to say such a thing." ”

Gongsun Tianshou was confused as he looked at his father and cast a confused gaze at him.

"You're too young to know that. Gongsun Yumo threw aside the book in his hand and touched the head of the little heavenly guard dotingly, "Otherwise, I won't talk about those non-nutritious things today." I'm going to test you both. ”

As a father, Gongsun Yumo attaches great importance to educating his children. He then walked over to one of the bookshelves in the room and pulled out a scroll. He returned to the two children and unfolded the scroll, only to see the snake-like strokes scattered across the scroll, revealing an unfathomable aura - he wanted to test whether the two children had the qualifications to go that way.

"Tell me, what did you see?" asked Gongsun Yumo as he turned to the two children who were staring at the scroll with blazing eyes.

"The light of the fire rose from the silent woods, and the birds, beasts, and trees were burned to ashes, and all life was dissipated in the flames... It's horrible. ”

The two children looked at the symbols on the scroll that seemed to be drawings and words, and their eyes were full of shock, and after a long time, they said unconsciously.

However, the most shocking thing was Gongsun Yumo, he didn't expect that the two children in front of him actually understood the talisman in his hand.

"That's all for today. ”

He looked at Gongsun Tianshou and the two, his eyes were so excited.

"Okay, father, the son will retire first. Gongsun Tianshou stood up and rubbed his eyes, he had been looking at the talisman for a long time just now, and now he felt extremely tired. He looked out the door, and the sun was about to set.

Then he and Yu Qinglian saluted Gongsun Yumo together, and left the imperial study.

After the two children left, Gongsun Yumo walked to his bookcase, looked at a figure painting hanging on the wall behind the bookcase, and muttered to himself.

"Old friend, finally someone can walk that path like you!"

"Father?"

At this moment, a young face probed through the door of the imperial study.

"What's wrong, my heavens?"

Gongsun Yumo walked to the door and pinched the boy's ruddy little face.

"I'll ask my father if he wants to eat cut cakes, and I discussed with Sister Yu that I would go to the city to play later. By the way, why does my father keep looking at that painting lately? Who is the painting on it?"

The little tenshu looked up at his father's face and asked him.

"Okay, you can buy me a piece. Gongsun Yumo smiled, but the smile disappeared immediately, "About this painting, it is painted by an old friend of mine, whose name is Luo Tianbu. ”

Gongsun Yumo looked at the man on the painting, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and he didn't notice the little castle guard at this time, and his immature face suddenly became extremely heavy.

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In the barren mountains and mountains, it was already dark at this time, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Liang Yansheng dragged his body tiredly, and was so tired that he was about to collapse.

"Uncle Zhao, can you stop and rest, I really can't walk!"

The boy let out a scream, complaining about the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Your Highness, hold on a little longer, and you will soon be in the hut I mentioned. ”

The man replied again.

Liang Yansheng kept complaining, but still moved his body forward - after all, after sleeping in the wild for more than a month, everyone would want to find a room to rest, even if it is an abandoned and dilapidated house in the wilderness.

After walking for a long time, Liang Yansheng finally saw the thatched house that the middle-aged man said. He yelled "It's finally here" and rushed impatiently into the thatched hut.

However, the sight of the thatched hut startled him.

An old man set up a hot pot on a tattered table, constantly serving various ingredients. Next to the hot pot are two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and a pot of things I don't know what they are.

The old man smiled and said to Liang Yansheng, who broke into the door: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come, sit down and eat!"

Liang Yansheng screamed in his heart, remembering that in the stories he saw before, there were always monsters who tempted hungry and cold passers-by with food, and then took the opportunity to eat them. However, after smelling the fragrance of the hot pot, he still couldn't resist the temptation, sat down directly across from the old man, and gobbled up the food cooked in the hot pot into his mouth, regardless of how hot they were.

The old man looked at the young man who was swallowing his food with a smile, and laughed: "Look at you, it's like a starving ghost reincarnated." Don't worry, there's plenty more to eat. ”

The old man gestured to the shelves full of ingredients at the table. He continued:

"By the way, look at this painting, if you have seen it somewhere. ”

The old man picked up a picture scroll from his right hand and unfolded it towards Liang Yansheng.

Liang Yansheng heard the old man's words, raised his head to look at the painting in the old man's hand, and at the same time stretched out the chopsticks in his hand to the steaming pot.

With a thud, the chopsticks in his hand fell into the boiling soup. The hot soup splashed on his hands, but he didn't react at all, just stared at the man in the painting in amazement—it was a woman with this peerless elegance, dressed in golden armor, with a ponytail fluttering behind her, looking so heroic.

"Who is she?"

Liang Yansheng's voice trembled, and the figure painted in front of him gradually overlapped with the figure in his dream.

"The Yellow Emperor of 10,000 years ago, Ji Xuanyuan!"

The old man replied, his tone full of admiration and admiration.

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