In the morning light, the colorful magpies circled in the clouds, chirping, as if to welcome the arrival of the morning sun, a teenager went all the way up the foot of the mountain, and after half an hour until he climbed to the mountainside, he did not stop.

Looking down at the bottom of the mountain, the houses are scattered, there are streams in front of it, and then it is built according to the three mountains of Fusu, and it is close to the mountains and rivers, and there is the meaning of Zhong Lingyuxiu.

This is Yinmo Village, and the boy's name is Su Zhan, twelve years old.

Although he looks like a teenager, Su Zhan's eyes have a perseverance that young people don't have, since three years ago, he will get up early every day, starting from the beginning of the sun, and climbing all the way to the mountainside, so as to hone his physical fitness.

Three years ago, Su Zhan's soul crossed over here for some reason and parasitized in the body of Su Zhan, a young man who should have died at the age of nine.

It is precisely because of this that he survived, to be precise, Su Zhan, who came through the country, survived in his place.

only knew that it was because of the congenital absolute pulse, and everyone concluded that he would not live to the number of nine extremes, as for why he was congenital and immortal, his father never said.

"If you live again, you can't live in vain!"

Su Zhan's immature little face showed a touch of perseverance, in the previous life, although he was twenty, he still did nothing, working every day to spend his time.

In this life, he must not make the same mistake again, and the laws of this world do not allow him to be an ordinary person.

Unlike the earth, the people of this world believe in force and cultivate magic power, the level of magic power determines a person's status and respect, and the strength of strength is the only criterion for measuring it in this world.

Cultivate one way, change your life against the sky, compete with heaven and earth, blend with yin and yang, cultivate to the extreme, call for wind and rain, volley in the air, transform all things with one thought, and one word can determine the world!

If you want to cultivate martial arts, you need to condense the illusion seed first, and only by condensing the illusion seed can it be regarded as the first step into martial arts cultivation. The condensation of phantom seeds is divided into innate and acquired, and the congenital phantom seeds will gradually take shape with the dantian when people are twelve years old.

And those who have not been able to condense the illusion seed congenitally need to assist in condensing the acquired illusion seed with the foundation building formula, and generally speaking, the strength of the condensed acquired illusion seed has a key relationship with the foundation building formula. The more advanced the foundation building technique, the greater the development potential of the acquired illusion seed, and the further the cultivation path in the future will be compared to others.

Of course, this does not mean that anyone can condense the phantom seed, some people, even if they have a strong foundation building technique, may not be able to condense the phantom seed, and they can only be an ordinary person for the rest of their lives, all by chance.

Among a hundred people, there may be five or six people who can condense the illusion seed the day after tomorrow, and there is only one person who can congenitally condense the illusion seed at most one out of a hundred people.

Therefore, people who generally condense the innate phantom seed will start earlier than others, and they have obvious advantages in comparison, but this advantage will be slowly reduced in the future cultivation, and the innate phantom seed will not necessarily be stronger than the acquired phantom seed, maybe the condensed innate phantom seed of some people can only stay in the primary phantom realm stage for a lifetime, while the ordinary acquired phantom seed has cultivated to a higher realm.

The illusion seed is ever-changing, and each cultivator's illusion seed is a unique existence, it can be a pen, a book, a mountain, a phantom beast, rivers and lakes, the sun, moon and stars, all things in heaven and earth!

The uniqueness of the phantom seed will also represent the direction of cultivation in the future, and once the phantom seed is condensed and stepped into the first realm of martial arts, the phantom qi of heaven and earth will be condensed for its own use, so that its own strength will be greatly improved and stimulated, and its body will be sublimated with its warmth and the phantom seed.

The phantom realm is called the phantom body realm, the illusion realm, the illusory state of mind, each realm is divided into nine layers, it is said that the powerful can do whatever you want, like an eagle soaring in the sky!

Su Zhan had already memorized these basic things, and he insisted on doing physical training every day to make his foundation more solid.

At the age of twelve, although he has never condensed the phantom seed, Su Zhan has never doubted himself in his heart, he firmly believes that three points are destined for heaven, and seven points depend on himself!

Only by allowing yourself to meet your expectations will you not pass by when the opportunity comes, even if you can't condense the innate illusion seed, as long as you supplement it with the foundation building technique, you will definitely have a chance.

"Go back, or you won't be able to catch up with Daddy's breakfast." ”

Su Zhan let out a sigh, looked at the sun was already hanging high, walked quickly towards the bottom of the mountain, and only when he got closer did he see the whole picture of Yinmo Village, thatched huts and mud houses, and a series of Qianmo paths leading to the village.

A middle-aged woman in plain clothes in the farmland outside the village was already busy, and when she saw Su Zhan coming down the mountain, she smiled and said, "Xiao Zhan, go to the mountain to exercise again, alas, it would be nice if my strong son had you like you." ”

"Oh, by the way, just now the village chief told me to see you and tell you to hurry back, otherwise you won't be able to catch breakfast. ”

Su Zhan also responded with a smile, grinning and trotting back to the village.

"Got it, Aunt Qiu, I'll go back, goodbye Aunt Qiu. ”

Yinmo Village is not big, the first household at the head of the village is Su Zhan's house, and when you enter the door, you see a middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, and there is a faint brilliance on the surface of his body.

The man's face is resolute and angular, even if his eyes are closed, he gives people a sense of calmness, he is Su Zhan's father, Su Chen, a fourfold martial artist of the Phantom Body Realm, and also the village chief of this Hidden Mo Village.

Seeing that his father was practicing, Su Chen didn't bother anymore, ran straight to the kitchen to pack the breakfast left for him in a cloth bag, and quietly went out.

"You've been hiding alone in the back mountains for half of the past month, and you've just come back and are going out again?"

It's just that he hasn't walked far before he hears a voice behind him, and Su Chen has already opened his eyes at this time.

"Daddy. ”

Su Zhan touched his nose embarrassedly, during this time, he really likes to run to the back mountain, and he often stays for an afternoon.

"Well, be sure to go back to the village before dark. ”

Seeing that Su Zhan still refused to tell him what to do in the back mountain, Su Chen didn't say much, his son, he knew best in his heart, although he was only twelve years old, his mind was far from being comparable to his peers, since he didn't say it, it must have made sense.

"Got it. ”

Su Zhan nodded, and after speaking, he carried a large bag of food, bypassed the village, and followed a winding mountain road to the back mountain of Fusu Mountain.

Fusu Mountain is very large, in the shape of a Sichuan character, and the three mountains stretch vertically and horizontally, Su Zhan walked for about half an hour and finally stopped, looked at the cave that came into view, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"It's finally here, little meow, don't let me down this time. ”

Looking at the breakfast in his hand, Su Zhan's eyes were hot, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace into the cave.