Chapter 1: The Battle of Youziluo

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

"Grandpa, do you look at this herb?"

"Zhan'er, no, this is not the Xuanling grass I told you!"

"Grandpa, look at this, are you listening, grandpa?"

"Grandpa, don't leave me!"

In the night, in the midst of soft whispering, a young boy slowly appeared.

After the boy appeared, he saw that the scenery around him was surrounded by hazy illusion, making it impossible to see the reality and the void.

Only an old man stood in front of the young man, the old man had a real face, a kind and kind face, and was looking at the young man with a smile at the moment.

The young man stretched out his hands and wanted to embrace the arms of the kind-looking old man in front of him, but when his hands touched the old man's clothes, he saw that the old man's face was gradually distorted, bleeding from seven holes, and it was hideous and terrifying.

"No, Grandpa, aren't you a medical fairy?" the young man panicked and tried to wipe the blood off the old man's cheek with his hand, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wipe it off even a bit.

On the contrary, the old man's clothes and limbs were left with bright red blood.

After a while, the young man had to watch the old man fall to the ground in anger.

"Haha! What a bullshit doctor, but that's it!"

"Hmph, I think the name of the medical immortal is still deserved by the eldest brother!"

"That's natural, Luo Liantian, an old man, is also worthy of being the head of my Luo family!"

"Today's calculations are still thanks to Third Master Luo!"

"Without Brother Er, how could he poison this old man so easily!haha!"

"Haha!

When the young man was immersed in the grief of the old man's death, there were sarcastic and banter words in his ears, and he quickly looked up but saw black shadows around him, and the black shadows surrounded him in the center, and kept laughing at him with his hands!

"No! you killed Grandpa!"

The young man roared angrily, but at this time he opened his eyes and found that everything just now was just a dream, he was in the Guandi Temple, through the window grille of the burrow, looking at the moonlight shining in the house, loneliness and loneliness hit instantly, and a seed of revenge in his heart was growing day by day.

The young man's face is pale, about thirteen or fourteen years old, his real name is Luo Zhan, he is the grandson of a remote family on the Tianheng Continent, his mother died when he was a child, and his father has no news after wandering the world, all relying on his grandfather Luo Liantian, that is, the head of the Luo family at that time to bring him up, but on weekdays, he and his grandfather did not live in the family's compound, but like idle clouds and wild cranes, living in the mountains, the young man grew so big, and he never went back to his family courtyard, but occasionally he could see the so-called relatives come to his grandfather's country cabin, and talk to him about something he didn't understand。

But in this way, the grandfather and grandson who have no quarrel with the world, who expected that at the time of Luo Liantian's birthday, because the third brother of Luo Liantian in the family tried his best to invite him to return to the Luo family to celebrate, he couldn't save face, and his grandfather took the young Luo Zhan back to the family, who expected that when he came back for the first time, he encountered the rebellion of Luo Liantian's third brother, and invited outsiders to kill Luo Liantian, but he Luo Zhan was Luo Liantian in the life and death crisis, exhausted all his mind to get him out of trouble.

Time has passed, and that was a year ago.

At this moment, Luo Zhan was holding an ancient jade in his hand, the jade was in the shape of a coiling dragon, the shape was simple and simple, every time Luo Zhan missed Luo Liantian, he would take out the ancient jade, because at this time it was the only treasure that Luo Liantian gave him.

"Luo Lianlie, I, Luo Zhan, will kill you to avenge my grandfather!" Luo Zhan's emaciated face was slightly pale, and he was wearing shabby clothes, but all this could not be concealed, the heroic aura on his cheeks and the strong murderous aura when he said this.

Warm spring birds are crying, and the early morning sun has not yet risen.

After Luo Zhan woke up in the middle of the night, he slept again, only to hear the sound of birds and gradually wake up.

For a year, Luo Zhan has been pursuing the sect of Xiuzhen Dao, but he has been unsuccessful.

The reason why he lives in Guandi Temple today is precisely because he heard that there is a Xiuzhen sect in the deep mountains thirty miles away from Guandi Temple, called Qiyun Dao, and today is the day to recruit disciples.

When Luo Zhan was young, he had treated many people with Luo Liantian, so he had also learned one or two medical techniques and the introductory techniques of monks, and he could be regarded as a monk on the way to becoming a monk, but in terms of wheel cultivation, he was just a real beginner disciple.

Luo Zhan, who cultivated to only the third order of Qi Yun, could barely be regarded as a little stronger than mortals.

However, Luo Zhan still knows three points about monks.

The world where Luo Zhan is located is called the Tianheng Continent, and there are many monks on it because of its abundant spiritual energy.

The so-called monk is the person who cultivates the truth and asks the Tao, that is, the immortal in the mouth of mortals. However, the matter of Xianlin is not as indifferent and elegant as the rumors in the world. On the contrary, he Luo Zhan has seen too much deceit in this year, and he has witnessed monks going down the mountain to slaughter villages, and it is not uncommon for him to kill women and children.

The realm of monks in the Tianheng Continent is divided into avenues and paths.

The three realms of the trail are qiyun, through the quiet, and inclusive.

The three realms of the Great Dao are to return to the truth, know fate, and turn into immortals.

Each layer of the Three Realms of the Trail is divided into nine levels, while each layer of the Three Realms of the Great Dao is only divided into the early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak.

As for the avenue, there are monks with more advanced realms, at least the current Luo Zhan doesn't know, when he was young, Luo Zhan once asked his grandfather Luo Liantian a similar question, but the elderly Luo Liantian just touched Luo Zhan's head and smiled and said: "Remember not to be ambitious, there are many ordinary monks who will not break through the qi rhyme in their lifetime, and some are born on the avenue, so whether there are other realms above the avenue has nothing to do with you and me, it is enough to be optimistic about the things in front of you." ”

"I don't know how this Qiyun Dao is, if it's the same as other sects, or if you can really learn the cultivation method from it. Luo Zhan walked out of the Guandi Temple and looked at the mountains in the distance, and thought to himself in his heart.

In the year when Luo Zhan was in the broken family, according to the mountain geography recorded in the classics left by Luo Liantian, he traveled to many mountains, and he was always looking for such an opportunity, thinking that if he could really get the opportunity, then he would be one step closer to his path of revenge.

A few days ago, Qi Yundao had spread the news in some of the countryside and towns under his mountains, informing him that the immortal sect that was praised by mortals had opened the sect and recruited disciples in the past few days, and Luo Zhan happened to pass by here, so after hearing the news, he rushed here for several days, in order to rely on his third-order cultivation of Qi Yun. Strive to be able to enter Qiyun Dao, practice Taoism, and then kill back to the Luo family to avenge the master.

When Luo Zhan thought of this, he clenched his fists hard and looked at the mountains in the distance.

The handsome and fair-skinned young man in the past, under the wind and dust of this year, his cheeks became thinner and thinner, but his eyes became more and more bright.

The morning sun gradually rose, and Luo Zhan came to the front of the Qiyun Mountain Range, and what caught his eyes was the dense mountains.

Between the mountains, you can vaguely see high mountains and flowing water, and ancient forests stand.

Luo Zhan knew that this must be where Qi Yundao was, and the scene in front of him was afraid that the mountain protection array was located, so he did not recklessly step forward, and when he came to the front and back, Luo Zhan just stood like this, in order to be discovered by the disciples who picked him up.

However, when the scorching sun was on the head, a drop of sweat ran down Luo Zhan's sideburns, and there was still no one to pick him up, Luo Zhan couldn't help but wonder in his heart, was he deceived?

But just when Luo Zhan thought so, he saw that in the fog in front of him, a one-zhang-wide avenue suddenly appeared, and at the same time, an indifferent and ruthless voice came from his ears: "Who is under the mountain!"

Luo Zhan was shocked when he heard this, and secretly said in his heart that this must be the great monk of Qiyun Dao.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground, looked at the mountain road and replied sincerely: "Little Luo Zhan, in order to go up the mountain to practice the immortal law, I hope that the seniors will agree!"

"Hmph, Xiu Xian asked, is it so simple as you said, you are too old to cultivate immortals, go down the mountain!" the indifferent man still spoke in a cold and ruthless tone.

Luo Zhan knew that he couldn't give up, he clenched his fists and looked up at the mist.

"Seniors, juniors ask for a lesson in the world, and hope to give me a chance!"

"The opportunity is to grasp and fight for yourself, you are so persistent, then you follow this mist, if you can go to the end, then you can naturally worship my Qiyun Dao!"

The moment the words fell, in the mist in front of Luo Zhan, a path was clearly separated.

The trail is twists and turns, and there is no end in sight at a glance.

When Luo Zhan heard this, he was overjoyed, and after bowing to the mist, he raised his feet without hesitation and walked along the path in the mist.

One hour, three hours.

......

Six hours, nine hours.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, Luo Zhan only felt as if he had walked countless days and nights, or the road in front of him no longer showed any end, and the fog on both sides became thicker and thicker.

Luo Zhan could feel the thick mist, like a snake surrounding him, slowly restraining him.

As if he might suffocate at any time, Luo Zhan was suppressed and couldn't breathe.

Maybe it's a good choice to turn back, at least you won't be trapped here, Luo Zhan said silently in his heart.

Luo Zhan was already exhausted at this time, his abdomen was even more hungry, his limbs seemed to be as heavy as being filled with lead, and the thought of retreating in his mind became stronger and stronger.

But whenever this happens, he always thinks of his grandfather, who was by his side when he was young, and takes out the ancient jade.

Luo Zhan held it in his hand, not knowing whether it was consciousness or reality, and in an instant he felt a cool feeling enveloping his whole body, which shocked his senses.

If you can't even hold on to this little trial, then how can you talk about revenge!

Luo Zhan thought secretly in his heart, and then he took steps, working towards the unknown end step by step.

After two days, although Luo Zhan's cultivation was already the third order of qiyun, in fact, his body was only two or three times stronger than ordinary people, he had not eaten any food for two consecutive days, and his mouth was already thirsty like fire, and the originally thin young man looked even weaker and embarrassed at this time.

In the mist, a young handsome monk in a green shirt stood on a piece of bluestone, he slowly raised his head, looked at the mist, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the mist, and looked directly at Yi Wu.

"The third order of qiyun, it is not easy to survive until this time, although it is a wild way, it may be a material that can be made if it is polished well. The green-shirted monk muttered to himself.

Then he put his gaze on several other places in the mist, as if Luo Zhan was not the only one in the mist, but he swept it at will, and it was hastily dismissed, but although his eyes were in the west of the mist, his eyes opened slightly, and then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly and said: "The son of the Confucian family under the mountain, it seems that he has good talent, but unfortunately his willpower is weak, and it seems that the blessing is not enough." ”

"This girl, it's really okay, it's a pity that I missed the Nian Luo of Xiuzhen, it's a pity! It seems that this year's master is going to be irritable for a while. After the man in the green shirt finished speaking, he saw his body move slightly, and he disappeared out of thin air.

At this time, Luo Zhan seemed to faint at any time, shaking his body, still trying to climb the mountain.

Seeing that Luo Zhan might fall to the ground at any time, a familiar and ruthless voice came from his ears before entering the mountain: "That's it, seeing that your state of mind is so pure, and there is still a lack of miscellaneous servants among the disciples of Shizunyan's outer sect, let you come, are you willing?"

Luo Zhan tried his best to open his eyes, and when he heard the news on his tired face, he immediately grinned: "Thank you, senior!"

"Senior, I'm not a senior, I'm just a senior brother of Qi Yundao!" the green-shirted monk Gu Jing Wubo's face was not moved in the slightest.

Luo Zhan's eyes were hazy, he looked at the green-shirted monk in front of him, and smiled slightly, "Qi Yundao!

As soon as the words fell, Luo Zhan fell to the ground and fainted.

At this moment, a young man in a green shirt walked out of the mistant, he looked at Luo Zhan, and said indifferently: "Luo Zhan, there is some meaning, see if you can survive the trial of the outer disciples." ”

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