After a tiring day's work, the sun is slowly setting towards the Caixia Mountains, and the white clouds on the horizon are gilded with a magnificent orange red by its afterglow.

Zhao Zheng lay on the roof, looking at the sunset on the horizon, thinking about the future road.

In the first life, as a senior martial arts fan enthusiast, he read a lot of books (martial arts novels), the word Qixuanmen is the name he often hears people mention in the town in this life, for martial arts fans Xianxia fans, the moment he hears Qixuanmen, the first thing that comes to mind is the classmate Han Ran who is holding a small green bottle to make trouble everywhere and being chased and killed everywhere......

What's more, there is Caixia Mountain where the sun has just set, as a member of a small town under the jurisdiction of Qixuanmen, Zhao Zheng doesn't believe that these are all coincidences.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world? When all coincidences come together, it's not a coincidence, that's the truth!

This must have penetrated into the world of mortal immortal cultivators! Stone hammered!

Since he came to this world, the life-killing swordsmanship he learned before dying in his previous life has become his only reliance, and after understanding this world, he has practiced martial arts more carefully than in his previous life, after all, no one wants to be a mortal who does nothing in a world of cultivating immortals. What's more, if you want to gain a foothold in this mortal world, you also need strong strength.

So he began to practice swordsmanship when he was three years old, although he did not have the talent to fuse the swordsmanship of the third young master and the fifteen swords of death into one, but relying on the foundation laid in his previous life, Zhao Zheng had already integrated the two sword moves into his own skills in seven years of hard training. The Thirteen Swords of Death have been sent and received freely in his hands, and he has practiced to the point of perfection. Over the years, he has cooperated with the unique body forging drugs of the mortal world, and his physical fitness has been tempered much stronger than in the previous life. If he was allowed to go back to his previous life to duel with Yan Thirteen, Zhao Zheng felt that he could now hang Yan Thirteen in the duel and fight.

However, this is the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how strong the martial arts are, they can't withstand the power of the immortal cultivator's flying sword, not to mention anything else, let's just say which sword can resist the slash of the rune sword? A mortal can never use swordsmanship to match the hard steel of an immortal cultivator, but the addition of immortal cultivators to swordsmanship is another matter.

Therefore, the top priority is to find a way to test your qualifications as soon as possible, to see if you are the material for cultivating immortals, in the world of mortal cultivation of immortals, you can wash and sleep without spiritual roots. What Zhao Zheng still remembers vividly was the words that Mo Caihuan asked Han Li: "Senior brother, is it true that without a spiritual root, you really can't become an immortal cultivator?" "There is no spiritual root, unless there is a powerful ancestor of cultivating immortals at home to help, otherwise the path of cultivating immortals will have nothing to do with you, and the world has always been such a reality.

After confirming the spiritual root, let's find out where the plot has developed, if Han Ranran has left the Seven Xuanmen now, then it is time to seek other ways to enter the cultivation world as soon as possible.

While he was thinking, a woman's voice came from the room below:

"Xiaobao, come down to eat!"

"Got it, mother"

No matter how high the martial arts are, people will inevitably be bound by family affection. Zhao Zheng is an ordinary, flesh-and-blood person, with feelings. The reason for the small family population, two mothers and a father take care of him everywhere, and the comfortable environment makes him happy to integrate into the identity of this life.

As for the spiritual matters, you are not in a hurry, you can think about it after eating......—————————————————————————————————

As soon as he jumped down from the roof, he saw a plush gray big dog rushing straight over and pounced on Zhao Zheng's body, the big dog man stood up, his height was more than Zhao Zheng's two heads, and his two paws were straight on Zhao Zheng's shoulders.

"Kuroko, go back to the nest! Before I want to eat dog meat hot pot! ”

Zhao Zheng pretended to be serious and said.

When the dog heard this, he wagged his tail frantically, withdrew his paws and saliva, and left without looking back.

Zhao Zheng has a lot of insights in dealing with sunspots. The word kicking the nose on the face probably means the dog of the sunspot, and if he gives a good face, he has to inch in, ignore it, and he will run away obediently if he says two words.

The sunspot is the dog that Zhao Zheng went to the mountains to hunt and adopt two years ago, it was a hunt he had a purpose, and the purpose was the villages around Qingniu Town, after all, no one can remember where the village where the second stunned man lived in the book. He could only rely on his limited memory to try to find Han Li or news about Han Li in the vast mountains. He searched for more than half a month, but only found this dog lost in the mountains......

It's not quite, it's not quite, Kuroko's bones are extraordinarily thick, the head page is exaggerated, the eyebrow bones are protruding, the eyes are slightly sunken, the muzzle is medium in length, very wide, the teeth are neatly arranged and have sharp incisions and molars the size of adult thumbs, and he usually does not eat miscellaneous grains, but only eats live animals. All behaved like an omnivore at all. What's more, Zhao Zheng adopted it for more than two years and still hasn't reached adulthood. The amount of food eaten every day is increasing exponentially.

There is a big stomach king in the family, but Zhao Zheng is not the slightest dissatisfied, and secretly rubs his heart and imagines that this is a spirit beast that was accidentally left in the mountains, maybe one day he will be able to teach himself a set of demon world cultivation methods......

Entering the house, a table made of rosewood has been set up, and braised elbows, white chopped chicken, sauced beef, roast duck, shrimp and green vegetables, oil and wheat vegetables, red and green are all over the table.

Old man Zhao is drinking the wine in the warm wine pot beautifully, and people are in good spirits on happy occasions. Don't think about it, someone must have praised him for his talent in front of him.

The news that the old Zhao of the grain shop had a child and gave birth to a prodigy has spread in the town. Some of the talents that Zhao Zheng accidentally showed would surprise the uninformed people - he could become a poet at the age of three, he could practice martial arts at the age of five, he was proficient in all kinds of swords, guns and sticks, and he defeated the teaching martial artist at the age of eight with the martial arts he learned...... Every talent revealed will make Old Man Zhao be touted by everyone, which can certainly make people happy.

"Xiaobao, come here, come and sit in front of Dad." Old Man Zhao smiled obscenely in Zhao Zheng's eyes.

"Dad, what happened to me, I smiled so openly" Zhao Zheng calmly sat down beside him and asked with a smile.

"You asked Daddy to inquire about the news, Daddy inquired clearly!"

"Is it the matter of the Seven Xuanmen?"

"That's right, you asked Daddy to inquire about Daddy Doctor Mo of the Seven Xuanmen Daddy found someone to inquire about you clearly!"

Old Man Zhao was still smiling, but Zhao Zheng felt that this smile had become kind and kind......