The repair is not unique to the night.

The first person to cultivate power in Kyushu lived tens of thousands of years ago, and his name was Deng Lin.

Deng Lin was born in a squire's family, and he should have been like his father and grandfather all his life, leisurely and peaceful, but because of his love of wandering around, his life changed.

Deng Lin did not meet the masters of Yunyou, nor did he find secret treasures in the mountains, and even when he was one hundred and twenty years old, he was no different from everyone else, except that he lived a little longer.

In the early morning of the one hundred and twenty years old, Deng Lin, as before, rode the dew to go around the back mountain, but when he walked towards the mountain, he suddenly felt a difference, this difference was extremely faint, fleeting, but before he died, Deng Lin felt it-

Last night, it rained heavily in the mountains thousands of miles away last night, the river water rose sharply, the flood rushed thousands of miles to this place, and it was still extremely vigorous, so Deng Lin came to the moment before the mountain and the river, the water was turbulent, the mountain was towering, and the movement formed a sharp contrast, forming a "potential" of yin and yang, so that Deng Lin, who had watched the landscape for more than 100 years, had an epiphany.

The old man closed his eyes and stood in place, breathless, until a few hours later the servant found him, howling and crying, thinking that Master Deng was finally old and had gone west, and had been mourning for a few days. However, after the wake was completed and he was about to be buried, Master Deng's coffin suddenly moved, moved again, and moved!

The frightened people all looked like earth, thinking that they had cheated the corpse, and when they were about to lose the coffin and run away, Deng Lin suddenly broke out of the coffin, laughed three times, and went straight to the sky!

Since then, there has been another master of cultivation in the world.

Deng Lin watched the mountains and water for more than 100 years, and did not encounter anything, until that day, a subtle opportunity appeared at that moment, Deng Lin seized it, so he became the first person to cultivate the situation, if he ignored it, he was just an ordinary old man.

It's a pity that Deng Lin's method of cultivation did not stay, although he was successful in cultivating, he didn't know anything about the rules of the cultivation realm, and he stood out for others, and was finally strangled by several major sects of the Demon Sect. If it weren't for the fact that he left two lines of words on the back mountain after he broke the coffin, it would have been impossible for the remnants of the night to know his existence.

The second cultivator in the world is called the remnant soul.

His surname is Remnant, and he is the grandfather of Remnant Night.

The remnant soul was very similar to Deng Lin when he was a child, he was also physically fragile and had no talent for cultivation, but he was not as lucky as Deng Lin, he was born in a family of cultivators, and because of his mediocrity, he was often bullied and laughed at by his peers.

When the remnant soul was very young, he saw a fruit farmer planting a tree and harvesting delicious fruits the next year, so he looked for a seed with great interest, and no matter what it was, he planted it in his own yard, watered it a lot every day, and squatted there to watch it when he had nothing to do.

The parents of the remnant soul knew that their son had no talent, so they left him alone, of course, they didn't expect the remnant soul to grow anything, after all, so much water every day, a seed was supported to death, but unexpectedly-

The seed of the remnant has sprouted!

After a year, it grew into a small sapling, and then it grew more and more vigorously year by year, and after ten years, it has become a big tree that can provide shade and shelter from the rain!

Ten years can grow into a tree, and ten years will also turn a young child into a young man.

The twenty-year-old remnant still did nothing, and his peers were so gifted that they could condense and transform into wings and fly in the air, but he was still sitting in front of his big tree.

Although the tree was fed by the remnants, it did not bear the delicious fruit that the remnants expected, in fact, it had not seen it bloom for ten years.

Twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and when the remnant soul is forty years old, his peers have been able to fly to the sky and the earth, and the sword is thousands of miles, and the big tree of the remnant soul is finally ready to bloom its first flower.

A small flower bone sprouted on an inconspicuous branch, green and tender, and if it weren't for the remnant soul paying attention to the tree every day, it might not have been able to find it. And sixty years after the first flower bones of this big tree have been born, this tree has not grown a little!

In the hundredth year, the peers of the remnant soul have stepped into the cultivation realm, and even become a well-known figure among them, and the white-haired remnant soul withered and guarded the big tree and bloomed its first flower.

White, small, the color is somewhat like the beard of the remnant soul, but unlike the remnant soul in its twilight years, this little flower is very vigorous, perched on the lush branches, the wind blows, gently swaying, like a cherry blossom, also like an apricot blossom.

The remnant soul looked at the ordinary but beautiful little flower, smiled slightly, he thought, a hundred years to bloom, maybe three hundred years to bear fruit, think he can't wait.

He gave this tree all his life, and when this flower came, he decided to sit in front of the court, and saw the flowers and flowers wither.

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The above events were recorded by the parents of the remnant soul, but this is a matter that has no ending, because that night, after the remnant soul watched the flowers with candles, the next day, people disappeared without a trace, leaving a towering tree in the courtyard with a height of 100 zhang and a diameter of 10 zhang!

The remnant night knew about the cultivation because a hundred years after the remnant soul disappeared, the family picked up a child in front of the door, and there was a piece of jade in the swaddling clothes, with two words engraved on it - waning moon.

Wanyue is the father of the remnant night, and he is also the third person in the world to cultivate.

And since the waning moon, there have been very few people in the world who know about the cultivation, but hundreds of years have passed, and there has been no fourth cultivator, and even the remnant night is not a cultivator.

Not for anything else, because repairing this thing requires too much opportunity.

Kyushu, a world that is so long that it doesn't know the source, has been passed down to the present, and only three people have successfully cultivated the situation, and the probability of success is too low!

Cultivation must start from a young age, and it must be held for a long time to wait for that illusory opportunity, and it is very likely that you will not be able to wait until you die, and it is very likely that you will not be able to grasp it when it arrives.

The years are in a hurry, and this kind of thing is cultivated, and it is naturally best to lay a good foundation since childhood, and no one can clearly cultivate the Tao and still go to the cultivation of the situation, as for those who have no way out, can only cultivate the situation, there are only three who succeed. Moreover, up to now, although the cultivation is different, the world has not seen how superior the cultivation is.

Qian also belongs to the kind of genius who is gifted and has qualifications that are rare to see in ten thousand years, but it is a pity that there is a sword qi hidden in the meridians that cannot be removed, and the meridians are too fragile to cultivate normally, just like knowing that there is a rare jade in the stone, but the stone skin on it cannot be removed.

Qianyi can only repair the situation.

Speaking of cultivation, it is quite like practicing meditation, because it is not cultivating but cultivating.

The difference is that there are more perceptions of meditation, and only "potential" is perceived by cultivating potential.

Potential can arise from movement, like a rapidly flying stone, or it can arise from stillness, like an immovable mountain.

The person who cultivates the power does not become stronger in itself, but after understanding the situation, he can form the potential and kill the intent! This is often more lethal than a simple sword and a sword, because the world itself is derived from nothingness.

In the beginning, he just drove Qianyi out of the cave every morning and asked Qianyi to look for food, taught Qianyi to practice knives in the afternoon, taught some medical skills at night, and then strengthened Qianyi's meridians with medicinal baths and some strange physical techniques.

Cultivation is an ethereal thing, and the remnants of the night know that it can't be said, and they also know that it is very likely that Qianyi will not be able to cultivate it after staying in the mountains for a lifetime, just for the slightest hope that there may be zài, and he blocked a qiē.

Fortunately, the remnant of the night succeeded. In other words, Qianyi's chance is really good.

In the seventh year of Baiduan Mountain, Qianyi looked at the water and entered the Tao.