The vast mountains, one after another, thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, and the clouds and mist are constantly steaming.

Surrounded by mountains, a small village is located in it.

The village is overgrown with weeds, and the houses are made of yellow mud and scattered everywhere, giving it a primitive look.

At the foot of the mountain, at the end of the village, an ancient wooden house stands, the walls of the old house are covered with moss, and the two gray beams and pillars are mottled, revealing a distant atmosphere.

In the front courtyard of the old house, a small pond with a thick fog falls in the center, and the two sides are planted with strange flowers spraying thin gods, and the refreshing fragrance fills the vestibule.

Along the bluestone corridor paved with fallen flowers, beyond the arched stone gate, you can see that a bottle of ancient tripod is placed in the center of the backyard.

The ancient tripod is one zhang high, and the tripod body is engraved with grass, trees, mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, the sun, moon and stars, showing the creation.

Compared with the vestibule, the backyard seems a little simpler, with two towering trees rooted in the green grass, and a pavilion not far behind.

Next to Gu Ding, a four-year-old boy is waving his fists in the sun, repeatedly practicing basic boxing techniques.

The boy's big eyes are dark and bright, his skin is white and tender, and his small face is delicately carved like a porcelain doll.

"Whew"

After practicing several times, the little boy sat on the grass, panting heavily.

After a short rest, the boy hurried towards the vestibule, and when he approached a study, he crept into the room.

In the study, an old man with white hair sat on the ground with his eyes closed.

The old man was dressed in simple linen clothes, his face was ordinary, but there was a pine-like aura on his body.

The boy walked up to the old man, waved his white hand in front of the old man, then blew on the old man's beard, and pulled the old man's long white beard.

Being teased by the little boy, the old man still looked serene and did not show the slightest abnormality.

Seeing that the old man did not react, the boy's immature little face showed a happy smile, and his big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

He looked around, then crept out of the study, ran down the corridor, and returned to the backyard.

Under the ancient tree in the backyard, the boy looked up, and following the line of sight, he could see a huge bird's nest, built on several sections of the trunk of the ancient tree, about ten zhang high above the ground.

The nest is woven from golden silk, oval-shaped, fine and huge, and can lay down seven or eight adult men.

The bird's nest is shining golden and dazzling under the sunlight.

"Wow! Is this the nest of the ancestral crow?"

"Before the master wakes up, I'm going to go up and see what's in the nest. ”

The boy yelled happily, then grabbed the vines from the tree and began to climb upward.

The boy climbed cautiously, and after a while, his forehead was already drenched with sweat, and he was a little out of breath.

"Ahem!"

When the boy climbed to a height of five feet, there was a sudden cough, and the boy's hands immediately loosened.

Bang la blah

"Ahh

With the screams of immaturity and the sound of his body colliding with the branches and vines, the boy slipped all the way.

"Fixed"

Under the ancient tree, an old man dressed in coarse linen clothes waved his right hand, and a gray light shot towards the boy, accompanied by countless strange runes flickering.

The boy was lifted by countless runes, and he was frozen straight in the void one foot above the ground.

"Qian'er, you're messing around again. ”

"Is the crow's nest something that can be touched casually? ”

"It's full of weird stuff, and you can't force it until the time comes. The old man in Mai looked at the boy Mo Qian solemnly.

Xiao Moqian was suspended in the void, leaning back, blinking his big bright eyes, and looking at the old man with a blank face.

The index finger of the old man in Mai pointed out towards the void with his right hand, and the void around Mo Qian rippled with it, and the runes retreated like a tide, and finally dissipated.

Mo Qian slowly landed on the grass, and then ran to the old man with a curious face.

"Master, tell me about the legend of the ancestral crow. ”

Xiao Moqian bowed to the old man, and then humbly asked the old man for advice.

"Well, come with me, as a teacher, today, and tell you something about this heaven and earth. The old man touched Mo Qian's forehead with his right hand, and his face was full of kind smiles.

Mo Qian followed the old man, stepped on the bluestone path, and walked to the pavilion at the back.

The pavilion is made of old cyan wood, and the four columns are carved with primitive creatures, revealing a desolate antiquity.

There are no tables and chairs in the center of the pavilion, but two popula are placed.

After the old man sat down, Mo Qian bowed slightly to the old man, and then sat down with him.

"Qian'er, do you know what kind of world we live in?" the old man looked at Mo Qian kindly and asked slightly.

"I don't know, please teach me. Although Mo Qian is young, he is humble and polite, and humbly asks the old man for advice.

"Qian'er, after a while, it will be time for the teacher to lead you to practice, so I will tell you some things about this world first."

The old man patiently told Mo Qian about some common sense of this world, and Xiao Mo Qian's face changed from the initial curiosity to longing.

The old man told Mo Qian that the universe they were in was called Sutian, and it was a mysterious and magnificent world.

The sky is made up of countless galaxies, including small galaxies, large galaxies, and a few super galaxies, each of which contains countless stars.

At the center of the galaxy is a superhost star, and each host star forms a strange field of gravity, and the gravitational pull of the field spreads out to the surrounding area, enveloping countless stars.

Under the order formed by the gravitational force of the domain field, countless stars are arranged in an orderly manner, forming one magnificent galaxy after another.

"Master, there are so many galaxies, are there galaxies that are intertwined with each other?" Mo Qian scratched his head, flashed his bright eyes, and asked the old man a question in his heart.

"Qian'er, when you look up at the sky at night, what do you see?" the old man did not answer directly, but asked Mo Qian.

"Master, whenever Qian'er looks up at night, what he sees is one silver river after another hanging in the sky, and between the silver rivers, there is a period of separated dark space. ”

"That's right, it's very rare for the galaxies to intersect with each other, and most of the galaxies in Sutian are separated. ”

"Master, sometimes at night, Qian'er sees a few stars scattered outside the galaxy, and the light emitted by those stars is also extremely dazzling, and Qian'er is a little puzzled by this. ”

"That is the lone star, because of the order of heaven and earth, it represents the destiny of heaven, and it is closely related to the fate of some kings, the lone star is close to the galaxy, and the number of lone stars represents the rise and fall of the galaxy. ”

Mo Qian quietly listened to the old man's patient explanation, and raised his own questions from time to time.

There are more than 30% of the stars in Sutian, all of which are inhabited by different kinds of creatures, and it is a large universe full of races.

Thousands of races have built countless forces, occupying different levels of galaxies according to their strength.

Sutian is a magical world, and every region is full of aura.

Essence and spirit are the foundation of human beings and the essence of human beings, and spiritual energy is the essence of heaven and earth.

The creatures between heaven and earth can absorb spiritual energy through magical methods, so as to cultivate and explore heaven and earth.

Mo Qian learned from the old man that through cultivation, people's physique can become stronger, their spirit can become more abundant, and those who have achieved success in cultivation can have great magical powers, a single thought can move mountains and seas, and one hand can catch the stars and the moon.

Sutian is vast, full of magic and unknown, full of peace and tranquility, full of kindness and simplicity, also full of danger and fighting, full of insidious and treacherous.

The magical ancient land, the mysterious cave, the forbidden area full of unknowns and dangers, is also the place that people yearn for.

In this mysterious world, there are supreme masters, who conquered the Jedi with great magical powers, and shed many legends, which were praised by later generations.

There are also many ancient sages, when the longevity is about to end, digging caves to leave a legacy, set a test, and benefit the destined people.

Sutian, after several periods of evolution, the mountains and rivers are magnificent and colorful, the humanities are prosperous, and the weather is thousands.

Time passes, and so does everything

According to the old man, the current Sutian will face a great challenge and needs the Seed of Hope to fight for it.

When the environment of heaven and earth in the world, there will be great changes, there is a great era about to open, there will be countless heroes of heaven and earth, and the world is destined to be peaceful.

The wolf smoke will be ignited at that time, and it will also be a turbulent era, which will be shrouded in blood and chaos.

"Master, why are there great changes in this era?" Mo Qian suddenly couldn't help but ask.

"In order to fight for that glimmer of hope," the old man looked pity, said slowly, and fell into deep thought.

Peerless masterpieces are created by the times, but behind them, there is a glorious road piled up by white bones, some people write immortal epics, and some people complete legends, turning into inconspicuous waves in the long river of history.

All the struggles and struggles are just for that glimmer of hope, but that glimmer of hope has become the source of chaos.

"Child, you don't have to delve into this, and every step is enough" After thinking for a long time, the old man touched Mo Qian's forehead lovingly, and his expression seemed a little unbearable.

Mo Qian nodded obediently, and then quietly listened to the old man's story.

With the deepening of his understanding of heaven and earth, Mo Qian gradually understood that in order to survive in this heaven and earth, he needed to have strong strength.

This is a world of the jungle, the strong are respected, if you want to gain a foothold, you need to strengthen your own body, strength is the foundation of survival.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the heavens and the earth golden, and time was constantly flowing.

Mo Qian listened carefully to the old man's story, raised questions in his heart from time to time, and humbly asked for advice.

The more he knew about heaven and earth, the more Mo Qian's heart began to wander, full of yearning for mystery and the unknown.

"Master, Sutian is so vast, is there still heaven and earth outside that sky?" After the old man finished speaking, Mo Qian humbly raised his own questions.

The old man "outside the sky" suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes full of memories and vicissitudes

The late autumn wind blows, and the old leaves of the ancient trees fall to the ground, as if to explain the common sense of life, old age, sickness and death, and the sunlight gradually dissipates.

"Child, it's getting late, so I'll talk about it here today, and I'll take you to the village to eat double-headed blood Jiao for the teacher. ”

The old man didn't say anything more, and led Mo Qian towards the head of the village

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