The Huaxia Continent is a world where the strong are respected, and the cultivation of cultivators has a certain level of division.

When a person steps into the cultivation realm, the first major realm to break through is the Guiyuan realm, and the Guiyuan realm is divided into three small realms: Shangyuan, Zhongyuan, and Kaiyuan.

The Guiyuan Realm mainly refines the body and tempers the heart. Shangyuan refines the body, eliminates the filth in the body, strengthens the body, and strengthens the muscles and bones. From the mortal fetus of the flesh to the immortal muscles and jade bones. Zhongyuan quenches the heart, condenses the heart and blood, is planted in the dantian, reaches the limbs, goes through the vicissitudes of life, and crosses the red dust. The body and mind of the Kaiyuan realm are one, the ears are deaf and the eyes are clear, and the transcendent is holy. Borrow the vitality of heaven and earth for your own use, look at the dantian inside, and look at the hundred miles outside. You can go days without food. Cultivators have the art of opening valleys, integrating themselves into heaven and earth, and the Tao is natural.

Those who return to the Yuan realm will increase their longevity by a hundred years to avoid reincarnation.

The second major realm is the Kuiyuan realm, which is divided into three small realms: Kuidou, out-of-body and Kuixing.

The Kuidou realm cultivated the Gang Qi, jumped a hundred feet, and the Gang Qi came out of the body, which was indestructible. The out-of-body realm has a keen sense of consciousness, opens the eyes of the sky, and breaks the good fortune. Kui Xingjing is already a master of the world, a martial artist's imperial weapon, a Taoist imperial sword, controllable object flight, heaven and earth, everything. In the later period of the Kuiyuan realm, the longevity of hundreds of years was increased, and the face remained forever.

The third major realm is the trapped dragon realm, which is divided into three small realms: delusion, conscience, and nothingness.

Cultivation itself is a thing that goes against the sky, so the trapped dragon realm mainly breaks the shackles of heaven and earth. Each small realm needs to cut off seven shackles.

The realm of breaking delusion is: horn, hyper, di, room, heart, tail, and kei.

Ask the mood of the following: fighting, bull, female, void, danger, room, wall.

The realm of nothingness has: Kui, Lou, stomach, Pleiades, Bi, Mi, and ginseng.

Every time its shackles are cut off, it is closer to the immortal, and if it cuts off twenty-one, it is the last great realm: the supreme.

The Supreme Realm also needs to cut off the seven shackles: Well, Ghost, Willow, Star, Zhang, Wing, and Zhen. If you cut off all the twenty-eight shackles, you can fly to the immortal realm.

Breaking the realm of delusion is the ultimate master, in and out of the red dust, all countries treat each other with national courtesy. Asking about the state of mind is even more rare in the world, and there are only a handful. And the Void Realm is already the top person in this continent, as rare as a rarity, raising his hand to break mountains and rivers, swinging his sword to cut the stars. As for the Supreme Realm, it has only appeared in legends. The consummation of the trapped dragon realm has been able to spy on the heavens, increase the longevity of a thousand years, and compete with the bright moon. And the Supreme Realm is even known as the Red Dust Immortal.

Cultivation is a very hard path. Robbing all things for the blessings, seizing the heavens and the earth for creation, every realm has a catastrophe. The avenue is ruthless, and the further you go, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and every step is comparable to ascending to the sky.

Whether it is a martial artist or a cultivator, there is only one purpose, that is, to hope that in his lifetime, he can break through the red dust and spy on the heavens. Break through the void and ascend to the fairyland. Becoming an immortal is the ultimate goal of all cultivators, and they have never broken off their dreams. It's just that I don't know why, since thirty years ago, the fairy road seems to have been broken. Obviously, the essence of heaven and earth in the human realm is not thin, but it is impossible to cut the twenty-eight shackles like before. Some families with strong backgrounds quietly recalled the masters of the clan and hid them in the snow, not allowing them to continue to experience in the red dust. Because they are keenly aware that this world has changed. Therefore, the masters of the Trapped Dragon Realm who are exposed to the eyes of the world are more and more precious.

Ling Tianhao walked quickly to the side of the bed and looked at his wife on the bed, his face full of love.

Ling Tianhao's wife's name is Mo Wanjun, she is in her thirties, hanging down like a waterfall of green silk in ink, willow eyebrows, apricot eyes, Qiong's nose is embellished, her jade mouth is slightly open, her forehead is full of beads of sweat, and she looks tired.

"Brother Hao" Mo Wanjun saw Ling Tianhao coming in and wanted to get up.

"Wan'er, your body is still very weak, don't move", Ling Tianhao held her soft, gently helped her to lie down, and said gently.

"Tianhao, look, our son", Mo Wanjun's eyes fell on the baby in the midwife's hand, her eyes full of happiness.

"You've worked hard, Wan'er, thank you", Tianhao took the baby, his face was full of love, and whispered to Mo Wanjun.

"Wanjun, drink a bowl of porridge to warm up", Ling Tianhao's mother, Dong Xiuzhen, came to the bed with a bowl of fragrant rice porridge.

"Mother, how dare you bother your old man, I'll come by myself", Wanjun's face turned red and said gratefully.

"Silly boy, we are a family, why are we so foreign. Tianhao, give me the child, I will take care of the two of them, you go out first, there are still guests at home", Dong Xiuzhen touched Wanjun's head lovingly, and said to Ling Tianhao.

The baby's skin is delicate and the little hands are soft. It's a newborn baby, but it's able to open its eyes. A pair of bright eyes are clear and transparent, without the stain of the world.

Ling Tianhao reluctantly handed over the baby to his mother, helped Mo Wanjun tuck the quilt again, glanced at the mother and son nostalgically, and turned around and went out.

At this moment, the hunters in the yard are pushing cups and changing lamps, persuading wine, and punching one after another, so lively. The enthusiasm and arrogance of the northern men are undoubtedly revealed, and they live every day licking blood on the tip of the knife, surviving in the cracks. In the face of an unknown tomorrow, their attitude is to live well today and live in the present, which is their life creed and blood. After three rounds of drinking, the men were more or less drunk, they looked at the wrinkles on each other's foreheads, the hoarfrost creeping up on their temples, looked at the depressing pine forest in the distance, and their wives and children, they all smiled bitterly. There are talented people from generation to generation, and perhaps, their time is almost over.

Just when people lamented that time flies and life is short, suddenly a light and shadow flew from the sky in the distance, fast as lightning, covering the sky and the sun, and they couldn't see what kind of fierce beast it was, but they could only feel a majestic blood fluctuation, and went straight to the depths of the pine forest. At this time, there was also a two-zhang long snow leopard running at the entrance of Lingjiazhuang, its eyes were cold, its strong limbs stepped on the snow, it didn't make a sound, it turned its head and glanced at the village, and galloped towards the depths of the pine forest.

At the end of the snowfield, there is a huge palace made of ice and jade, and in the middle of the palace hall there is a crystal clear jade platform. A quaint square wooden box was placed in the center of the jade platform, and the lightning bolt just now was on the wooden box. The mysterious wooden box was not shattered by lightning, but instead emitted a halo from the jade platform, wrapped the lightning, and was sucked into the jade box, and in a moment a faint purple fragrance spread out, swinging around. The ferocious beasts gathered outside the palace, such as the fat relics, Zhu Huai, and Qiqi, greedily inhaled the purple aroma, and there was longing and satisfaction in their eyes, but more than that, they were jealous.

"Disperse, it won't open in a short time", a white bear as tall as three feet tall and covered in snow sputtered and turned to leave. Hearing the white bear's words, the other beasts also glanced at each other and quietly retreated, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Ling Tianhao felt something, looked at the snowy region in the distance, and then looked at his father and Di Xun. He turned around and walked in front of the two old men, and stopped talking.

"Don't worry, it's not more than ten years, they don't want to get that thing, it's spiritual, and they will find the master by themselves", Di Xun's eyes flickered with cold light, looking at the direction where the snow leopard disappeared, and said to Ling Tianhao.

"I'm afraid that in more than ten years, this northern region will not be peaceful", Ling Feng said thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, Dad, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it. Even if it's nine days... It doesn't matter if they come, we just want to live the life of ordinary people now, people don't offend me, I don't offend people. If they want to get that thing, they can rely on their own abilities, but if they want to find trouble with the Ling family, we are not vegetarians", Ling Tianhao's momentum changed suddenly, as if he mentioned that Jiutian was taboo and unwilling.

"Okay!" Ling Feng looked at his son and smiled with relief.

"Brother, the Ling family has a future today, please give me a name", Ling Feng changed the topic and said to Di Xun.

"Brother Bad Virtue can trust Brother Fool, I think...... Just call him Ling Yu," Di Xun pondered for a moment and said to Ling Feng.

"Yu, like jade but not jade, hidden in the red dust, clumsy, good name, good name", Ling Feng clapped his hands and laughed.

And at this moment, in the capital of the Cold Desolate Country, which was tens of thousands of miles away from Lingjiazhuang, in a golden and splendid hall, an old man in gorgeous clothes with a wrinkled face suddenly opened his eyes, and the hall was like two lightning bolts.

"Xuanzu, what's wrong with you, is there any movement between heaven and earth?" a burly middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe asked respectfully as he stood beside the old man in a gorgeous robe.

"Mingxuan, you immediately send someone to the Far North to secretly inquire if there is a baby born into the world. No matter if it's a year, three years, or five years, you must find it out, and after you find it, you must protect him secretly. The winter thunder, the purple lightning rushed to the night, and the spirit between heaven and earth frantically surged to the extreme north, I suspect that the legendary person has appeared......" Xuan Ancestor Chu Yue of the Cold Desolation Country said in a deep voice.

"What kind of person is the legendary person?" asked Chu Mingxuan, the Lord of the Cold Desolation Country, cautiously.

"Heavenly Inheritance!" Chu Yuehan said firmly.

"Heavenly Inheritance?" A trace of doubt flashed in Chu Mingxuan's eyes, obviously not understanding what Xuan Ancestor meant.

"I just suspect that at my age, I still have a trace of understanding of the traces of the Heavenly Dao. If it is really the person who has been inherited by God to come to the world, then it means that the sky will change greatly, and I must leave a way out for our Chu family. Chu Yuehan looked at the north and sighed softly.

"Mingxuan, let's do it. Seeing Xuanzu's solemn expression, Chu Mingxuan didn't dare to slack off, nodded in agreement, turned around and exited the main hall......

After they were full of wine and food, the hunters got up one after another to say goodbye, and Ling Tianhao sent them off one by one.

In the courtyard, only Ling Feng's father and son and Di Xun were left.

"Tianhao, you sit down, I have something to say to your father and I", Di Xun pondered for a long time and said to Ling Tianhao.

Seeing the solemn expressions of the two old men, Ling Tianhao didn't dare to slack off and leaned over to sit down.

"Tianhao, did you see the purple lightning rushing just now?" Di Xun asked seemingly nonchalantly.

"Yes, I'm worried about Wan'er, but it's so loud and moving, so I did see it. Ling Tianhao replied truthfully.

"When the thunder lands, it is the time when Yu'er is born, so do you also see the Hongmeng purple qi that permeates the room in an instant?" Di Xun suddenly stared at Ling Tianhao and asked.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!Uncle Emperor, you?" Ling Tianhao was shocked, looked at Emperor Xun, and then at Ling Feng, and stopped talking.

"Tianhao, in fact, your Emperor Uncle is the same as us, he is from the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain", Ling Feng seemed to be reminiscing, his expression indifferent.

Hongmeng purple qi is transformed by the thunder pool of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, and it is the crystallization of the essence of heaven and earth when the true immortal crosses the tribulation, even if it is a true immortal, it is only two or three drops after the tribulation. Hongmeng Purple Qi is of great benefit to cultivators, not only can they refine their physical bodies, but they can also open up their natural powers, even a trace of them is enough for mortals to use for a lifetime. But if you have never entered the fairy realm, you don't know what Hongmeng purple qi is. Therefore, when he heard Di Xun say Hongmeng Purple Qi, Ling Tianhao was extremely surprised.

"Thirty years have passed since that turmoil, alas, the years are like a shuttle", Di Xun sighed, as if he had fallen into a painful memory.

After nearly a cup of tea, Di Xun's mood slowly calmed down, "Yu'er was born with Hongmeng purple qi, do you really want him to go that way?"

Hearing Di Xun's words, the Ling family's father and son glanced at each other. Ling Feng said: "I originally wanted to be dull about this remnant life, but Yu'er is a person who has been blessed by heaven, and there is no one in the 100,000 inheritance of heaven, if you don't let him practice, it will be a pity for this child."

"Dad, uncle, it's really not good, it depends on the will of heaven, it can be regarded as Yu'er's own choice", Ling Tianhao seemed to have a difficult choice.

Ling Feng and Di Xun nodded, but now the plan can only be like this.