Feng Zhen rode to the bottom of the city wall of Black Mountain Town in one breath, and sighed in his heart, his parents had no way Huang San's father and son, what could he do as a teenager? Suddenly he thought of the drunk old man again, yes, go and ask the old man, since he knows about Xiuzhen, then at least he knows where to find the person who cultivates, right to ask the fat old man.

Feng Zhen also thought of where the person was, and hurriedly rode to the small wine stall, and when he arrived at the small wine stall, he found that the fat old man was not there, so Feng Zhen asked the owner of the wine stall: "Boss, where did the fat old man who usually drinks go." ”

"You said that the old braggart old man was arrested by the old owner of the winery, you said that you usually take credit with us, but you actually stole the wine of the Black Mountain winery, and was caught by others. The stall owner probably has a bad impression of this fat old man.

Feng Zhen, as soon as he heard this, the Black Mountain Wine Shop hurriedly ran to the center of the city, and said as he ran, Boss, you help me send the horse to the Feng family and hand it over to Ah Fu, thank you.

It is said that this child was brought back from the outside by the old owner, and he had no heirs of his own, so he let this adopted son inherit his winery, usually He Xiaoqi likes to practice martial arts without doing anything, and the wind is really different, although He Xiaoqi is only a teenager, he has practiced a body of tendon meat, although the brain is a little flustered, but as long as the town can learn martial arts, he will practice, others practice once, twice, a hundred times, and he will not practice if he is familiar, but he refuses, he will practice every move thousands of times, so the people in the town laugh at him for being a martial idiot。 Only Fengzhen, who fantasizes about cultivating the truth, can talk to him all day.

Black Mountain Town is not big, after a while, Feng Zhen came to the gate of the Black Mountain Wine Factory, his head looked inside, there was a mess inside, a group of people were punching and kicking around the fat old man, Feng Zhen looked at it and quickly said: "Stop, don't fight." ”

As soon as the people in the winery saw that they were friends of the young owner, they stopped. But another calm voice came, "Keep fighting, who told you to stop?" As soon as the words fell, the fat old man inside stopped doing it. said: "Don't fight, isn't it just a tribute wine, it's not a big deal to compensate you." ”

"Compensation? I have so much tribute wine in the Black Mountain Wine Workshop a year, this is a tribute wine to the Qi Sect, you stole the wine, you tell me, how do you pay it? What compensation do you take?" said the old owner of the Black Mountain Wine Workshop, jumping from the main seat into the courtyard.

The fat old man looked aggrieved, "I think this wine is too fragrant, how did I know that you only have one jar." ”

How does it sound like the name of the Xiuzhen sect? Feng Zhen asked He Xiaoqi with a blank face, "Xiaoqi, what is the Qizong? What kind of tribute wine?"

Xiao Qi rolled his eyes: "What? Feng Zhen, you don't even know this, your parents treat you as a fool, right? It's all a secular branch of the Instrument Sect, you don't even know this? You don't usually say that you want to cultivate immortals, are you confused?"

Feng Zhen's brain was buzzing, it turned out that Xiuzhen, who had been pursuing so hard, actually had something to do with his own family, so why didn't his parents tell him, and the people in the family didn't tell him? Feng Zhen didn't talk much, and he had to ask his parents about this matter.

Feng Zhen didn't care about the fat old man, and hurriedly ran home, only to hear the fat cry for help from a distance behind.

As soon as I got home, as soon as the door opened, I bumped into Feng Bo, Feng Bo was holding the contract in his hand, Feng Bo asked, what is the matter with the young master, are you in a hurry to be like this?

"Uncle Feng, is the industry in our Black Mountain Town a branch of the Instrument Sect, then I usually ask where I can cultivate immortals, why don't you tell me?" Feng Zhen asked anxiously.

"Well, you'd better ask the master. When Feng Bo heard this, he actually prevaricated, Feng Bo has never been such a person.

Feng Zhen had no choice but to go to the backyard to find Feng Yu, as soon as they met, Feng Zhen asked Feng Yu, "Father, why every time I ask you if you can cultivate the truth, you refuse to tell me where you can learn, but today Xiao Qi told me that our Black Mountain Town is the property of the Qi Sect, and the Qi Sect is the sect of Xiuzhen! Why don't you tell me?"

"Zhen'er, don't worry, since you know about this, I will tell you too, in fact, you will have to know sooner or later. ”

Feng Yu saw that his son was anxious, and he was inadvertently distressed. "Zhen'er, not all people in the world can cultivate immortals, there are three qualifications for cultivating immortals, upper, middle and lower, upper, middle and lower, and divided into three classes, first class, upper second class, upper third class, middle four class, middle five class, middle six class, lower seventh class, lower eight class, lower ninth class. ”

Feng Yu paused, looked at Feng Zhen and continued: "In order to make their sect prosperous, the sect of cultivation prohibits its disciples from intermarrying people who do not have the qualifications of cultivating immortals, because most of the children born to couples with cultivation qualifications have qualifications, but it is difficult to surpass the qualifications of their parents. Qualification is the law of the iron of the cultivation realm. I don't know what else is the father with good qualifications, I only know that the current leader of the Northern Forbidden State is a third-class genius, and in just over 800 years, he has become a Yuan Ying and has become the pillar of the Northern Forbidden Prefecture, so that we will not be bullied. Among ordinary people, only 10,000 people can have a qualification of the lower ninth class, and only among the 10,000 people of the lower ninth class can there be a lower eighth class. It is not easy to cultivate the truth, and what is even more cruel is that people in the lower ninth rank can only practice to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation for the rest of their lives, and they can't build a foundation at all, so they can't increase their longevity, and in the end they also die with hatred. ”

"Moreover, building a foundation can increase the longevity of a hundred years, if the knot does not fail, it will still die, only by knotting the Dan can you get a thousand years of life, and you can really be regarded as cultivating immortals. Su Qiaoqiao didn't know when she also came behind their father and son.

Xiuzhen actually has so much attention, a thousand years of life, Feng Zhen couldn't help but shake his heart, he clenched his fists and asked, "Father, then what qualifications do I have?"

"You listen to me first, in order to keep enough of its own disciples, the Xiuzhen sect will let the disciples combine with each other to give birth to children, this I also told you before, low qualifications are naturally like us to manage the outer door, but if there is a middle and sixth level qualification, it is naturally soaring. Moreover, every year, the sect also has a large number of people to explore the road and do some low-level tasks, in fact, these are cannon fodder, the sect is in captivity for us in the final analysis, and there is no freedom at all. Feng Yu looked at the heavy snow outside the window and said slowly, "Actually, your mother and I are not highly qualified, and we have long wanted to give up the industry and return to our hometown, but the sect refuses, so your mother and I don't want you to cultivate the truth." ”

As soon as Feng Zhen heard this, he was silent and pondered for a moment. said: "What my parents said is very reasonable, but I don't want to be bullied, and I don't want my parents to be bullied and can't help. Only by becoming strong can you shelter your family. ”

Feng Yu never thought that his ten-year-old son would have this idea, Su Qiaoqiao looked at Feng Zhen gently and said: "Feng Yu, don't think about it, let your son participate in the audition, if it is successful, if it is not successful, it will always be tried, and we didn't have such an idea at the beginning?"

Feng Zhen also stared at Feng Yu with longing.

"That's it, that's it. At the beginning of next month, the elders of the Instrument Sect will come back for the audition, so when the time comes, you can try it out and see what your qualifications are. You ask Feng Bo to take you to the bottom of Montenegro to see some blood, I know that you usually practice martial arts very hard, but the flowers in the greenhouse will never grow, don't let others look down on my son during the audition. Feng Yu said as he stood up.

Su Qiaoqiao handed Feng Zhen a small dagger and said, "Zhen'er, this dagger is for you to use for self-defense, this is the dagger used by my mother in her early years, it is still sharp, and it is best to use it for sneak attacks." ”

Feng Zhen took the dagger and went to find Feng Bo, after all, he was only a ten-year-old child, he had his own dreams, where did he know the ups and downs ahead, he only knew that he instinctively walked towards his dreams.

Find Feng Bo in the front yard, and tell Feng Bo about his plans, Feng Bo is also very happy, let Feng Zhen prepare his own items into the mountain, tomorrow morning the two of them will go to the experience, and it will only be about twenty days from the beginning of next month, to make a child who has been practicing martial arts at home against the wooden man be stained with blood, it seems that this is also a huge test.