Hibiscus trees.

A golden crow egg was quietly born in its internal innate forbiddenness.

Its eggshell is like a cast of gold, and it is imprinted with a series of brilliant divine patterns. It seems to be the strongest thing in the world.

Xu Xing's divine soul tried to get close to the golden crow egg. Unexpectedly, the golden crow egg, which emitted this terrifying light and was protected by the Absolute Forbidden Law, did not prevent Xu Xing's divine soul from approaching.

The golden eggshell imprinted with the divine pattern, like the surface of the water, was easily infiltrated by Xu Xing.

In just a moment, after feeling a little discomfort in his spirit, he completely controlled the life in this golden crow egg.

The hibiscus tree is him.

The life in the golden crow egg is also him.

"I can cultivate both the Immortal Dao and the Flesh Martial Dao......

After having the physical body, as soon as Xu Xing ran the exercises, he instantly found the qi in the underworld, attracting the innate essence in the surrounding golden crow eggs to pour into his body.

And pull the aura to gather outside the mulberry wood.

"It's just a pity that the innate origin is still weak."

"Yes, the fruit of the Tao is the cause. What is obtained is that higher 'essence, which, in quantity, is naturally inferior to the true congenital birth......

In less than a few days, under the operation of Xu Xing's Immortal Dao exercises, the innate essence that gave birth to him in the golden crow egg was plundered by him.

His cultivation is very fast, and he has reached the late stage of the innate stage, and he is only one step away from building an immortal foundation.

"One life, two bodies......

"This special existence can also allow me to practice the Ghost Immortal Technique and bathe in the Thunder Tribulation."

"This is the creation of heaven and earth, and it is wonderful."

After arriving at the Immortal Foundation, Xu Xing's divine soul was also nourished by the Immortal Dao cultivation.

He solidified the [Derivation Divine Body], and his divine soul cultivation reached the Seven Tribulations Ghost Immortal in an instant.

Seven Tribulation Ghost Immortals, Eight Tribulation Ghost Immortals, Nine Tribulation Ghost Immortals, these three Tribulation Ghost Immortals, all need to bathe in the Thunder Tribulation and absorb the power of pure yang in them.

Thus purifying the yang god.

It can be said that the thunder tribulation is both a calamity and a creation for the ghosts and immortals.

"After the Seven Tribulations of Ghosts and Immortals, you can refine and practice corpses and walk the world."

"But there are many strong people in the Jindi world, although I don't know why all the people here are mortals, and the system is also biased towards mundane......

"But this place is a treasure land to me, and I will go out at least when I reach the Yang Realm......

Xu Xing can endure loneliness.

......

......

Flowers bloom and fall.

In the blink of an eye, more than 50 years have passed.

Although Wang Wenzhen is an official and has a unique status, the clansmen of Shangjiang Village will send people to clean the Wang family's old house every year.

But with the passage of time, Wang Wenzhen never returned, and this former humble house gradually became desolate and dilapidated, becoming a decadent ruin.

"Qiao Niang......

On this day, a horse-drawn carriage stopped at the entrance of Shangjiang Village. An old man trembled down from the carriage, and he was helped to the door of the old mansion of the Wang family by the strong servant.

"Back then, I ploughed and studied, you weaved cloth to support the family, and the husband sang and the wife followed ......"

"It's a pity that I didn't have good luck, and I only won the fourth move."

"If I had been on the laurel list for the first three times, you and I would still be a loving couple......

Wang Wenzhen opened the rusty copper lock and walked into the former mansion.

He looked at the ruined, dusty spinning wheel in the house, and tears flowed down his face.

Fifty years have passed, and even if there is hatred in his heart, it has gradually disappeared.

"You ask me why I forgave my neighbors but didn't forgive you......

"For the kindness of the neighbor is kindness. And you and I are ...... husband and wife, and calculating will hurt our feelings. You have abandoned me, and I have become the laughing stock of the country, and what man in the world can not hate......

Wang Wenzhen muttered to herself.

"Sir, Madame's grave has been inquired about."

At this time, the strong servant approached and bowed to Wang Wenzhen with a respectful attitude.

He saw that Wang Wenzhen's face seemed to be moved, so he said, "I have already ordered the villagers

Now go and clean up the weeds on the road...... sir, sir, you can take a sedan chair and go there......

As a slave, the reason why he was able to become the steward of the Wang Mansion in the capital. Relying on this eyesight.

"Nope!"

Wang Wenzhen shook his head, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a sneer: "The old man broke off with her back then, and came to the old house to pay respects, but the old man valued his affection, not forgave her."

"Stupid village woman, rat-eyed, such people deserve to be lonely for the rest of their lives......

When the words fell, the villagers of Shangjiang Village, who rushed to hear the news, stood at the door and immediately looked at each other.

They didn't expect Wang Wenzhen to be so ruthless. He refused to even go to the grave to worship.

The butler stopped talking.

He thinks what Wang Wenzhen said is angry talk. The subordinates of Wangfu all knew that the master was a kind person, he did not beat and scolded slaves, and his wages were higher than those of Beppu, and he was rewarded in all seasons.

is even more affectionate to the lady of the capital. Because Mrs. likes to eat pear soup made from sweet pears in southern Sichuan, the old man will write a letter to the official in southern Sichuan every year, asking him to send a basket of high-quality pears.

"The old man has given her gold and silver to repay this kindness......

Wang Wenzhen shook her head and talked to herself.

He no longer has hatred for Zhou Qiaoniang in his heart. But if there is no hatred, it does not mean that Zhou Qiaoniang has been forgiven.

Moreover, if you go to worship Zhou Qiaoniang, it will inevitably make the old wife in the house sad.

"Yard Cleaning......

"The old man stays for one night."

Wang Wenzhen commanded.

Life is rare for seventy years. At this age, he also knew that he didn't have much to live. So I went back to my old house once.

"Yes, sir."

The official of Wang's mansion nodded and ordered the servants who came with him to start cleaning the old mansion.

Fallen leaves in the courtyard, clods of soil with collapsed walls, one — was cleared.

Although the old things in the house are decayed, they can barely live in it after tidying up.

"This mulberry tree, which I paid three days after my marriage to my deceased wife, is now as good as a cover......

After cleaning, it was already sunset. Wang Wenzhen walked out of the humble house and saw that there was only this green and upright mulberry tree left in the courtyard, and she couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

He lost his mother when he was a child, and his family was poor, so his biological father has always been a widower and has never remarried.

Although my father studied literature, he also failed many times.

The biological father died early, ...... died.

He served a few years of mourning, chopping wood to subsidize the family. At the age of seventeen, the matchmaker said that he was married and married Zhou Qiaoniang as his wife.

Zhou Qiaoniang is a well-known virtuous girl in ten miles and eight towns, after marrying him, she asked him to go to the mountain to transplant a mulberry tree, so that in the future to raise silkworms and weave cloth for him to study and .......

Stop outside.

Soon, the old scene appeared in front of Wang Wenzhen's eyes.

Qiao Niang picked mulberry, he read under the eaves, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"That's it, that's it......"

"The past is gone."

Wang Wenzhen shook her head and sighed.

He stroked the mulberry tree, and saw the dappled moonlight sprinkled on his robe through the canopy at the top of the tree, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. When I looked up, I realized that the night was already dark.

This stop lasted several hours from afternoon to evening.

"Sir, it's time to rest."

The housekeeper approached and put a robe on Wang Wenzhen's shoulders.

......

......

The moonlight poured into the old house of the Wang family like a veil, illuminating everything silver.

The mulberry tree with deep roots and thick leaves in the corner of the wall walked out of the canopy of a green-robed scholar. He looked like an illusory soul, but in the light of the moon, it looked extremely solid.

"Listening to what these servants of the Wang family and the neighbors said, Wang Wenzhen is now a senior official, so I should ask him some news about this place......

Xu Xing's soul came out of his shell and wandered to the inner room where Wang Wenzhen was resting.

In his previous life, he had explored the world of Emperor Jin. I know that although there are immortals in the Jindi world, I haven't reached the immortals in Fengxi Country

The situation of not interfering with each other .......

If the immortals have an influence on each other, no matter how poor and remote this place is, it is impossible to even have a pitiful legend of the immortals.

It's all some unrealistic remarks chasing after the wind.

Moreover, the Jindi world has the inheritance of qi and blood martial arts. Ordinary people can also cultivate. No, when he lifted up his eyes, he was a mortal.

In the courtyard, more than a dozen blue-clothed strong men wore long knives at their waists and patrolled with lanterns, but none of them could detect Xu Xing's traces.

"Wang Wenzhen ......"

"I ask you, where is this place? Can there be warriors and ghosts in the capital?"

Xu Xingyi waved his robe, first set up a soundproof magic circle in the inner room to shield the perception of the family members patrolling outside, and then cast an ecstasy spell to ask Yu Wang Wenzhen.

With his cultivation as the realm, in fact, it is faster to perform the soul searching technique.

But he's not a demon cultivator who kills excessively.

Sixty years ago, Wang Wenzhen moved him from the mountains to Wang's house. Although this move was unintentional, and he also collected his mulberry leaf ......, he was moved to this place with spiritual veins, which is not a big or small inheritance of Wang Wenzhen's kindness .......

It's okay if you don't repay it.

If he does things that harm ......people, then his Tao all these years will be in vain.

"The warrior has it, and he can fly the eaves and walk the wall, with one enemy and ten, but ...... There is no such thing as a blood warrior as the immortals talk about......

"As for the ghosts and immortals, Wang has never heard of them."

Wang Wenzhen got up leisurely and saluted Xu Xing, the "immortal".

Although his mind is confused at the moment, he still has the most basic thoughts.

"Warriors? The ghosts are gone?"

Xu Xingda frowned.

Shangjiang Village is a poor and remote country, and it is okay not to know the extraordinary power.

But Wang Wenzhen's Dali Dynasty was four or five times the size of the Fengxi Kingdom under his rule, and it was not a small country. How can there be no warriors and ghosts in the territory.

In addition, Wang Wenzhen's official position is not low. Although he is now resigning, he is also ...... from the Ministry of Industry of Sanpin when he is in office.

"What the Immortal Chief said, Wang may have guessed. According to historical records, a thousand years ago, there was a great change in the dynasty, which was a natural disaster."

Wang Wenzhen recounted what he had seen.

In the Dali Dynasty, he was also an important member of the civil service. Historians repair history, and they can't avoid the *** of these six parts. In addition to the need to provide historical materials, it is also necessary to supplement and check the gaps in the historical manuscripts.

"Four thousand one hundred and thirty years ago, on that day, a meteorite carried a heavenly fire to leave the dynasty, causing a catastrophe, and more than half of the capital was burned, and the people were killed and injured......

"And this fire is difficult to extinguish, it burns down many rivers, and it turns into a piece of terracotta......

"Fortunately, an immortal saved the world, holding a three-legged bronze tripod, put the meteorite into the tripod, and extinguished the heavenly fire."

"But this account is ridiculous."

"Wang ordered the historian to delete this record, so as not to delay the world."

Wang Wenzhen stroked the three strands of clear beard and said.

This was one thing he was quite proud of, and he fought against the Confucians at the court meeting and forced the historian to delete this record.

After all, Zi is silent, and the strange power is confused.

Such absurd and bizarre stories are recorded in the history books, which are misleading to future generations.

"Immortal ......"

"Three-legged Round ......"

Xu Xing groaned.

He speculated that this natural disaster might be the reason for the Great Departure Dynasty to lose its extraordinary power.

"However, after ......the natural disaster, even if the warrior and the ghost immortal die cleanly, the inheritance will not be severed, and there will not even be a single martial artist or ghost immortal, unless ...... There's something wrong with the aura, this is a place of absolute spirits......

He had this bold guess in his mind. And I feel more and more that this speculation should be the truth.

When he was in the world of blood, he and the top-level monks killed by Li Hong, the king of Chu, were almost cut off. But when he left the bloodline world and went to the Jindi world, there were still some masters who grew up.

At the end of the day, the soil is there, even if weeds grow, but it will eventually

Grow something .......

Unless it's a place of the dead!

"That...... The spiritual veins of the Wang family ......"

Xu Xingfa looked at the spiritual veins underground, and combed along the qi veins of this spiritual vein.

It didn't take long for him to notice something awkward.

This qi vein extends downward from the green mountains that Shangjiang Village leans on, and the more you go to the mountains and forests, the more qi veins there are. At the foot of the mountain, the qi veins are almost none.

It's just that the Wang family here, I don't know what kind of luck has gone, and several qi veins converge, pulling spiritual power, forming a small spiritual vein here.

The qi vein is not the same as the spiritual vein. The qi veins pull the spiritual machine, and at the intersection of the qi veins, the spiritual veins are born by luck.

"Immortals are in the mountains, but they are not vulgar. These mountains hide the last inheritance of this place......

Xu Xing instantly had a guess.

"Is there any more record of the immortal who saved the world?"

He asked Wang Wenzhen again.

If nothing else, the spiritual veins gathered in this important mountain are inseparable from the natural disaster.

"Yes, there is a record......

Wang Wenzhen pondered his memory, "It is rumored that this Wuzhi Mountain Range was made by this immortal with bronze tripods, and there was no such major mountain back then, and this place is called Xinglong Mansion......

"4,000 Years ......"

Xu Xing's gaze fell through the doors and windows to the mountains and mountains.

This mountain range, no matter how you look at it, does not look like it was formed in just over 4,000 years.

Four thousand years, although it is a long time, but it is not enough to the vicissitudes of life. Unless, that immortal, has supreme mana.

The more ridiculous it is, the closer it is to the truth.

Although Xu Xing didn't believe much in the matter of the immortal's legacy. But in my heart, there is no possibility of vetoing this matter.

"At the court meeting, Historian Liu once said that a sage had seen a portrait in a cave in the Wuyi Mountain Range, which was a mural that recorded the disaster of that day......

"It's just that Historian Liu doesn't know where the cave is. It's just nonsense."

Wang Wenzhen added.

"Cave Mural ......"

Xu Xing plans to go into the mountains in the future to explore and find out the truth.

In the previous life, when he was separated from Shi Yuyan, he also learned about some forces in the Jindi world from Shi Yuyan.

The Jindi world is largely ruled by various gods. For example, the Black Mountain Sect in Yinshui County is affiliated with the Shenshu Division. And the Divine Pastor Si family is a force in the Qiming Divine Mansion.

Leaving the dynasty and not being ruled by the Divine Mansion is a strange thing.

"Don't think about it anymore......

Xu Xing saw that Wang Wenzhen had been thinking for a long time, and had not said a word, and knew in his heart that this was probably all that Wang Wenzhen knew.

So he waved his sleeve robe, solved the ecstasy on Wang Wenzhen, and separated one of his thoughts, turned it into pure divine soul power, and sent it to Wang Wenzhen's mud pill palace.

With the nourishment of this pure thought, Wang Wenzhen can live for another decade or two.

After doing this.

Xu Xing walked through the wall without hindrance, returned to the mulberry tree, and continued his retreat and penance.

After more than fifty years of cultivation, he had reached the late stage of the Dan Fu Realm, and he was only one step away from the Yang Realm.

"Like...... Someone came looking for the old man? Is it a dream? It should be a nightmare."

"Older ......"

Wang Wenzhen, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up on the bed. When he touched his forehead, he saw a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and thought that he had another nightmare.

I didn't know that the spirit of the mulberry tree in the courtyard had found him once.

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