Jinghe Town, located in the northwest region of the Great Cloud Dynasty, is located on the edge of the largest demon beast mountain range in the mainland, and this mountain range where demon beasts are rampant is called the Fallen Mountain Range. The Fallen Mountains are like creeping ancient dragons, with a total length of unknown geometry, spanning the east and west ends of the continent.

In order to welcome the annual ancestral sacrifice, almost all adult men went deep into the Fallen Mountains to hunt demon beasts, and at the same time, they prepared for the sacrificial ceremony of the Dou Ling Conference after the third day.

The annual ancestral sacrifice and fighting spirit conference can be said to be lively, but the reason why Dejinghe Town is boiling is that their remote town has produced two geniuses, what is a genius, it is said that even the royal family has sent envoys to show their attention, not to mention that they are about to go to Jinghe Town.

Due to the fact that the town of Jinhe is located on the edge of the Fallen Mountain Range, the conflict between man and beast is inevitable, and for this reason, there are also some professions that specialize in hunting monsters for a living. Therefore, the folk customs here are quite strong, and almost everyone has started cultivating since childhood.

In order to welcome the people of the royal family, Su Xi, the city lord of Jinghe City, specially entrusted the two martial arts halls of Jinghe Town to go deep into the mountains to hunt demon beasts, and the tradition of Jinghe Town is to use demon beasts as the staple food to entertain distinguished guests, for this reason, the Black Panther Martial Arts Hall and the Lone Wolf Martial Arts Hall also sent people deep into the mountains early in the morning.

The scorching sun passed through the dense forests, like broken gold, sprinkled in the mountains with rich spiritual power. In the depths of a secluded forest, several slightly strong figures are standing, surrounding a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, this handsome young man with a rather beautiful face is called Xiaoyao Feng, this time he also entered the mountain range with the people of Jinghe Town, before he was also lucky, he actually bumped into a good grade of Qingling Fruit.

However, at this time, there was anger on the young man's slightly childish face, and in the midst of the ridicule of several older teenagers, the young man blushed and roared.

"Give it back to me, don't go too far!"

As if he didn't hear the angry roar of the young man, a sturdy young man who was a little older was playing with the spirit fruit in his hand at this time, the spirit fruit was dark blue, and when the wind blew, bursts of fragrance came out, diffusing in the air, refreshing, obviously the quality was quite good.

"Give it back to you? Heaven and earth treasures have always been obtained by those who can do it!" The young man couldn't put it down, and he also sneered.

"Brother Mo Tao, you said, if this spirit fruit is auctioned by the Heavens Chamber of Commerce, how much can it be auctioned?"

The young man at the head is called Mo Tao, and beside him, a thin young man has an evil smile on his face, and his eyes are greedily looking at the spirit fruit in Mo Tao's hand, and this good quality spirit fruit was snatched from Xiao Yaofeng's hands before.

"Hehe, won't you know when the auction is over!" Mo Tao took the spirit fruit and sniffed it lightly in front of his nose, his face was refreshed, and he said leisurely.

Seeing Mo Tao's attitude, Xiao Yaofeng was completely impatient, his clenched fist exerted a slight force, and he wanted to snatch it, but he saw the corner of Mo Tao's mouth provoke a frivolous arc, and then the words of ridicule also came.

"What, you still want to do it with me?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Tao's figure suddenly rushed forward, his five fingers clenched, and a faint brilliance came out. Directly hit Xiao Yaofeng's chest, and between the fist wind whistling, there was a slightly rapid sound of breaking the wind.

There was a muffled bang, and it hit Xiao Yaofeng's chest hard, with such great force, that it directly knocked the latter to the ground, and his thin body rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"Convincing or not, stinky boy, Brother Mo Tao's spiritual qi has condensed the Yuan Spirit, and now it is a genuine human spirit realm!"

"Haha, you talk to a waste about spiritual power, how can he understand!"

When everyone in Jinghe Town is fourteen years old, they have to test the spirit measurement tablet in Qinghe City to see if the spiritual qi is born, because only when the spiritual qi is born can the original spirit be condensed and embark on the road of spiritual cultivation. And Xiaoyao Feng was identified as unable to cultivate the spirit a year ago, because there was no inner pill, and he could not condense the spiritual qi.

And there is no Neidan, to be precise, it is called the innate Xuan Body!

Xiao Yaofeng gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, touching his chest with a faint pain, his eyes were beating with anger, he had just been hit by that punch, and the powerful power on the fist made him feel powerless, is this the power of Yuan Ling.

"Almost cheap kid, haha!"

"Let's go, this kid seems to be still very unconvinced, you!" Seeing the anger on Xiao Yaofeng's face, a sturdy young man sneered, raised his foot and kicked on his lower abdomen, and by his force, Xiao Yao Feng was kicked to the ground again.

Completely ignoring Xiao Yaofeng's murderous gaze, Mo Tao threw away the Qingling Fruit in his hand, and then the group laughed and strode away, leaving behind a young man with an embarrassed face.

Watching Mo Tao and his party gradually move away, Xiao Yaofeng's slightly childish face slowly climbed with a touch of ruthlessness, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted at the backs of Mo Tao and the others: "Next time, I want you to look good!"

Hearing Xiao Yaofeng's angry roar, Mo Tao and the others were stunned at first, and then not only did not stop laughing, but laughed even more presumptuously.

"Did you hear that, that kid said he wanted me to look good!"

"Haha!"

"Boy, you should go to watch the Dou Ling Conference in three days before you say this!"

Mo Tao smiled disdainfully, with his background, there was no need to take Xiao Yaofeng's words to heart, not to mention, this time the royal family came to name the people he wanted to see, and one of them was his own brother. Even if there is no move by the royal family, Mo Tao is also the second young master of the Black Panther Martial Arts Pavilion, and the Black Panther Martial Arts Pavilion, as one of the two heroes in Jinghe Town, should not be underestimated.

Xiao Yaofeng lowered his head, a faint chill flashed through his dark eyes, and he subconsciously clenched his fists. It wasn't until the figures of Mo Tao and the others disappeared into the depths of the jungle that Xiao Yaofeng put away his thoughts, looked down at the clothes on his body, and several mouths were accompanied by dust, but he looked a little embarrassed, and got up after tidying up a little, thinking that when he went back, he would be scolded by the master again, and he couldn't help but have a headache.

Xiaoyao Mountain, located in the northeast of Jinghe Town, a beautiful peak, the whole mountain peak is extremely steep, there is a faint mist all the year round, but there are some fairyland on earth. It's hard to imagine that such a steep and steep mountain peak should be inhabited by people.

On the top of Xiaoyao Mountain, the faint clouds and mist are swirling, and the appearance of several exquisite bamboo houses makes the whole mountain add a mysterious taste, the most conspicuous is next to the cliff, a towering ancient maple rises from the ground, penetrates the clouds, and is as high as the mountain.

"Master, it hurts!." A slightly exaggerated shout suddenly rang out, shattering the original silence on the mountain.

In the bamboo house, a young man in ragged clothes was lying on a bamboo chair in embarrassment at the moment, with a slightly childish face and a few bright red scars. Beside him, an old man with a white beard was smearing his wound with some strange medicinal herbs, and with each movement of the old man, the boy's exaggerated shouts became more and more exaggerated.

The young man is Xiaoyao Feng, at the beginning, it was the old man who picked him up at the bottom of the mountain. When it was picked up, Xiaoyao Feng was still a crying baby, lonely and left on the side of the road, the old man passed by, who knew that Xiao Yaofeng, who was crying loudly, stopped crying, and the old man said that the two of them were fateful, so he brought it back. And the place where Xiaoyao Feng was discarded was under the ancient maple tree, so the old man named it a maple character.

The grandfather and grandson have been living on this mountain, living a peaceful life, originally there was no surname Xiaoyao, but the old man took Xiaoyao as his name, and called himself Xiaoyao. Even, this originally nameless beautiful mountain was named Xiaoyao Mountain, so the name of Xiaoyao Feng came from this......

"I've told you countless times, don't run to the Fallen Mountain Range, even the demon beasts on the edge are fatal to you!" the old man looked at Xiao Yaofeng, who was shouting exaggeratedly, and scolded with a serious expression, his dry face was full of anger, but in his words, he was more worried about the latter.

Of course, Xiao Yaofeng would not tell the master that he was beaten, and if the master knew that he was fighting with someone, it would be miserable, so he lied that he had encountered a demon beast. Afraid of being scolded by the master is only one aspect, however, Xiaoyao Feng also has his own arrogance, such a shameful thing, even the master does not want him to know......

"Master, you say, can cultivation be compared to spiritual cultivation?" Xiao Yaofeng thought about it again and again, and asked with some embarrassment, and when he spoke, he didn't even dare to look at the master's eyes.

Everything has a spirit, whether it is wind, fire, thunder and lightning, or gold, wood, water and earth, they all have a spiritual surname. Spiritual power is the power of the spiritual surname, and the so-called spiritual cultivation is to use this spiritual power for my own use. Spiritual cultivators can set fire and control thunder!

In this world, although spiritual cultivation is the mainstream, there are also other cultivation methods, such as cultivating the Xuan. As the name suggests, cultivating Xuan Qi is cultivating Xuan Qi, and there is such a saying that has been widely spread since ancient times: Xuan Qi refining body, spiritual power cultivation!

Xuan Qi belongs to the extremely mysterious thing between heaven and earth, which is used to refine **, because it does not have a spiritual surname, so it can only chase the limit in strength.

Although cultivating the Xuan is also good, under the exploration of countless generations of cultivators, it has been concluded that compared to the cultivation of the spirit, the cultivation of the Xuan is simply superfluous. First of all, spiritual cultivators can indulge in flames and control thunder, compared to them, Xiuxuan can only wear gold and broken stones and practice brute force. What's more, the slow progress of cultivating the Xuan is also unacceptable to the world, Xiao Yaofeng has cultivated the Xuan since he was a child, and until now, his body is still only the original Xuan Qi, and he can't go further.

Therefore, for the people of the world, the cultivation of the Xuan is only provided to those wastes who have no results in spiritual cultivation, and the innate Xuan Body is even called the body of waste, and those who cultivate the Xuan can only end up mixing at the bottom of the dynasty or some families, and live a mediocre life.

When the old man heard this, his dry face was also a little complicated at the moment, and he spoke slowly after a long while: "What do you think, how about the Xuanling dual cultivation?"

As soon as the old man's words came out, Xiao Yaofeng suddenly jumped up from the bamboo chair, looked at the old man with an incredible gaze, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice: "Master, what are you kidding!"

Not to mention that Xiao Yao Feng was born with a Xuan Body, without Neidan, even if there was Neidan, who would give up the precious time of spiritual cultivation to cultivate Xuanqi, so Xiao Yaofeng looked at the old man with an incomprehensible gaze.

"The world regards Xuanqi as chicken ribs, because it can only strengthen muscles and bones, temper **, and compared with the benefits of spiritual cultivation, it is simply worthless. But do you think, if you don't have a strong body as a foundation, how can you go further on the path of cultivation!" the old man squinted his eyes and said meaningfully.

"But how can I cultivate the spiritual ......" Xiao Yaofeng didn't care how the master praised Xuanqi, and directly under the gaze of the old man, he said a word.

"The time has not yet come, the heavenly opportunity must not be revealed, anyway, you are not allowed to go to the mountains to go crazy, practice calligraphy with me at home!"

The old man likes to dance and write, and fiddle with the piano and chess. As he spoke, he waved his hand to pave the paper and ink, lightly held a simple brush, and wrote out the four big characters of "free and easy" with a wave of the pen.

Xiaoyao Feng pursed his lips, disapproving, and asked the master what was the use of this, the old man said lightly: "All laws are clear, whether it is the way of calligraphy and painting, the way of piano art, to the extreme, everything is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is fate!"

"The time has not yet come, once the time is ripe, the teacher will let you cultivate the spirit, and when the time comes, you just don't have to endure the suffering!" After the old man finished writing, he came to lie down on the bamboo chair, closed his eyes, and said leisurely.

"Pretending to be deep again...... I'll go to the spiritual pool at the bottom of the mountain to take a bath first!"

"By the way, how are you practicing that body?" the old man asked as he seemed to remember something, looking at the young man who was about to leave.

"What kind of body-breaking method, it took almost a month to practice the first layer!"

"Stinky boy, if you lie again, you won't have to eat at night!" the old man didn't think so, he didn't believe that Xiao Yaofeng could practice the first layer of that body in just one month.

"Believe it or not!" As he spoke, Xiao Yaofeng walked to the back window of the bamboo house, opened the bamboo window, and then jumped in the old man's puzzled eyes.

"Feng'er, what are you doing!"

When the old man saw this, he was frightened, but there was a cliff outside the window, and he would have his life if he fell, so he hurriedly got up and walked quickly towards the window. How could there be half a figure, just when the old man's head was a little dazed, under the cliff, the young man's slightly proud voice was spread in this valley!

"Actually, this is not bad!";