In the territory of Sizhou, Tiandu Jianshan.

Before the heavy snow in the middle of winter fell, it was cut by countless sword blades with intertwined canine teeth, evaporated into mist, rose, and became one with the clouds and mist in the mountains.

Among the countless intertwined sword blades, a young man bent over and walked through the gap in the blade, his resolute face was slightly green, his eyes were staring intently ahead, carefully looking for the gap where he could move forward, and he walked hard and staggering.

The boy was dressed in animal clothes, with a belt made of straw rope around his waist, and under his messy hair was a handsome and shy face, not thin, and his bare arms were muscular, and there were several scars cut by the blade of the sword, and whenever the snow fell on his arms, they would be melted by the heat of the arms, mixed with blood dripping.

Slowly looking behind the boy, the ice and snow had not yet buried the boy's footprints, and the footprints mixed with blood and water kept spreading...

"Whew... Whew..."

Chen Changkong gasped, his handsome little face was full of exhaustion, as if the short Baizhang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and it was difficult to continue.

Stretching out a slightly stiff hand and holding the jade pendant around his neck, the warm breath of the tentacle reminded him of the past three years ago.

He didn't know what his name was, where he came from, and how he got into this world.

When he woke up, in addition to the clothes on his body, there was only a jade pendant engraved with the name Chen Changkong on his neck, and the moment he pasted the jade pendant to his forehead, a text suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The way of martial arts is to forge the skin membrane into steel, practice the muscles and flesh surging like a big wave, penetrate the whole body, and the bones and blood of the whole body are one, so that the mortal body can fade away and become the innate way"

Since then, he has known that there are martial arts in the world, and he knows that martial arts have five realms: skin, muscles, passage, unity of bone and blood, and metamorphosis.

Chen Changkong was determined to regain his lost memories, and it took him a year to understand this world and two years to cultivate.

Whenever he cultivated, he would slam his body into the rocks and tree trunks to sharpen it, simple and rough, bloody and stoic.

After two years of practicing day after day, the skin membrane has become as hard as steel, and the sword cannot hurt it, but Chen Changkong knows that although he has entered the realm of skin and steel, he is still inferior compared to the disciples of some sects or clans.

As far as he knew, when the disciples in the sect or clan were cultivating the skin, the sect clan would mix some herbs with the blood of the fierce beast to make a soup, and let its disciples soak it in it, which could not only quickly improve the hardness of the skin membrane, but also realize some fierce beast abilities from the blood of the fierce beast to bless their body.

I remember that when he wanted to join the Tiandu Sect to practice because of lack of resources, a disciple of the clan used the blood of the white jade vajra elephant to wash it since he was a child, and thus obtained the genius of the white jade vajra body to alarm the elders in the sect, and was exceptionally included by him and became a registered disciple of the elders.

And he, during the assessment, the elder's sentence "Lack of qualifications, practicing for a hundred years, is embarrassing to break through the mortal realm" seems to have knocked down the mortal dust.

It took half a year to get out of the loss, he was not convinced, and he disdained, even if the qualifications were insufficient, he had to walk out of his own way, he wanted to recover his lost memory, and he also wanted to find a stoic heart that he lost during the assessment!

After half a year, he came to Tiandu Mountain again, the assessment has passed, he can only choose the most difficult Jianshan Road, from the sharp Jianshan and the heart of the hundred questions to come out, he will usher in the first transformation, not only can enter the Tiandu Sect, but also can be included by the contemporary sect master, become the contemporary sect master disciple.

Everything originated from the founding patriarch of Tiandu Sect three thousand years ago, Chen Tiandu.

Chen Tiandu was exhausted and could not practice, but because he was unyielding, he created a path of his own, and since then, he has jumped into the dragon gate and created a prosperous era of Tiandu Sect.

In the past three thousand years, Chen Changkong is not the first, to be precise, he should be the fourth, one of the first three died in Sword Mountain, one died in the Dao of Conscience, and only one really went out, and finally became the seventh generation ancestor, Ye Daozhen!

The warm breath seemed to rejuvenate Chen Changkong's body, and the feeling of the sword cutting through his skin made him even colder, forgetting the pain, the cold penetrated deep into the bone marrow, trembling, stiff, as if the beating of his heart had slowed down a few beats.

"Are you going to die..."

An unknown whisper in his mouth, through his messy hair, looked hazy at Tiandu Mountain, which was surrounded by boundless clouds and mist.

For a long time, Chen Changkong chuckled, pulling the corners of his stiff mouth, as if he was a little self-deprecating, at this moment, he was about to give up on himself.

The boundless snow fell, Chen Changkong could no longer resist the bone-chilling cold, the last trace of brilliance in his eyes was about to be lost, death, getting closer and closer, Chen Changsheng could already hear its approaching footsteps.

"Uh... Kick..."

"It's okay, it's okay to die, but it's a pity that I don't know if my name is Chen Changkong, whether I have parents, whether I have relatives..."

It seemed to hear his whisper, the winter snow was bigger and more urgent, and the sharp sword bells on the sword mountain were ringing, and the chill was heavier.

The winter snow covered Chen Changkong's body, and the surging cold wind skipped by, and he seemed to have become an ice sculpture, still standing, just like his pride.

After a long time, a glimmer of light appeared on Chen Changkong's neck, it was the jade pendant around his neck, the jade pendant exuded a crystal light, and warmth came out, Chen Changkong's eyelids moved, as if he was about to recover.

The warm breath injected new vitality into Chen Changkong's stiff heart, and a mysterious text appeared in his mind, and his body unconsciously began to operate with the mysterious text, bursts of heat emanated from his body, dispelling the cold, and an extremely faint light mask appeared outside his body, and the ice and snow could no longer reach his body.

Chen Changkong opened his eyes and said secretly: It's dangerous, and at the same time, he is even more suspicious in his heart!

At the moment of life and death, if it weren't for the jade pendant to resuscitate his heart, I am afraid that he would have to sleep in Sword Mountain for a long time, and what made him even more suspicious was that the words that the jade pendant passed into his mind were actually a Taoist scripture, the Canghai Xuanlei Sutra!

The Tao Sutra, that is a scripture that transcends the mortal realm, Tiandu Sect is because of a Tiandu Sutra that it can dominate the land of Sizhou.

It is necessary to know that the mortal realm is fivefold, the skin membrane, the muscles and flesh, the passage, the unity of bone and blood, and the transformation of the mortal, only beyond the mortal realm can you cultivate the Tao Sutra, and those who can cultivate the Tao Sutra in the skin membrane realm are afraid that only those amazing and brilliant disciples of the Tiandu Sect!

Moreover, according to old legends, if you start cultivating the Dao Sutra in the skin membrane realm, even if you don't use herbs and fierce beast blood to wash your body, you can compare the effect after using it, and you can surpass it!

According to legend, the ancient qi refiners practiced the Taoist scriptures at the beginning of their cultivation, which is orthodox.

After all, after sucking the essence of herbs and the blood of fierce beasts, there will still be impurities in the flesh, and it is necessary to use the marrow cleansing pill in the early stage of metamorphosis, and the Tao Sutra has no such worries at all, just because the Dao Sutra is refined by attracting the free aura between heaven and earth, and then absorbed by the physical body to enhance the physical body.

Three thousand years ago, legend has it that Chen Tiandu went through a lot of twists and turns, obtained the Tiandu Sutra, and then became a hermit to cultivate and create a foundation.

At the same time of suspicion in his heart, Chen Changkong also felt that the jade pendant on his neck was inseparable from his life experience, and it was the key to retrieving his memory, so he cautiously put the jade pendant on his neck, and saw that the jade pendant was covered by a foreign object, Chen Changkong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, the jade pendant no longer glowed after experiencing the abnormal movement just now, and had regained its calm.

The Canghai Xuanlei Sutra is divided into three volumes, namely the Naqi Scroll, the Quenching Body Scroll and the Golden Body Scroll.

Chen Changkong can only see the first two volumes, and the third volume has only one name, in the Qi Acceptance Volume, the formation of the Qi of Heaven and Earth and how to incorporate the Qi of Heaven and Earth into the body is explained in detail, and the Quenching Volume describes how to compress and refine the spiritual energy incorporated into the body to refine the body.

Chen Changkong was pleasantly surprised, with this Taoist scripture, he could embark on the path of cultivation and get back his lost memories bit by bit.