"Ahem......"

Coughing echoed through the air, and a teenager was lying on a tattered bed, covered in blood-red bumps like bubbles.

"Why is this so? Didn't the old fairy say that if you take this medicine, you will definitely be fine? Why this is so useless. ”

There was a middle-aged man standing beside the bed, holding a jade bottle in his hand, and at this time he raised the jade bottle in his hand high, as if he wanted to throw the jade bottle to the ground.

At this time, there was a woman sitting next to the bed, although she was in her thirties, but her appearance was very good, but she looked pale and haggard, and at this time she was also frowning slightly, and said with some annoyance:

"Jiang Cheng, why are you so stupid, why don't you tell me and go to the so-called 'old immortal' to buy this useless elixir, the family will soon have no money for food, how can you let Sheng'er live!"

The middle-aged man named Jiang Cheng looked around, everywhere looked tattered, there was only a small bed and a rag spread on the ground not far away in the small space, this home was already surrounded by walls.

There are several small holes in the roof, and the sunlight shines into the house from above, making the house even more barren.

A long time ago, Jiang Cheng was still a poor scholar from other places, and he slowly started by doing some small business in the city, and it was also on the way that he met Cheng Ling, the eldest lady of the Cheng family, who was also doing business.

In about a year, she gave birth to a child, a boy, named Jiang Xiansheng.

In the early days, Jiang Xiansheng was lively and active, a naughty little guy, running around the town every day.

But when Jiang Xiansheng was nine years old, one night, his sudden screams resounded throughout the hospital.

The frightened Jiang Cheng and his wife were busy lighting the lights to see what was going on.

The moment the lights lit, they were stunned, and for a moment they forgot what they were going to do.

I saw that the nine-year-old boy was covered with red bumps like bubbles, and he looked very mad.

It was Cheng Ling's scream that pulled back the thoughts of the two of them, Jiang Cheng hurriedly picked up Jiang Xiansheng and took him to the most famous Lang Zhong in the neighborhood to see a doctor, but the result was unsatisfactory.

Since then, Jiang Cheng and his wife have been seeking medical treatment everywhere, but in the end, they can only get prescriptions to relieve pain, which can't help but make the two of them disheartened.

So in this way, Jiang Cheng sold his family property, took the money and Cheng Ling to seek medical treatment outside, and this time it was five years.

Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly, listening to Cheng Ling's complaint to him, until he finally had a faint cry.

"You say, why is the life of a child so miserable, he is only fourteen years old! Why is God so unfair to let a child suffer such pain? ”

And Jiang Xiansheng, who was still lying on the bed, faintly heard a voice next to the bed, and wanted to open his eyes, but because the bumps like bubbles covered his eyes, he had to squint desperately to see his mother sitting there and scolding his father.

"Dad, mother!"

"Birth!" Cheng Ling suddenly heard a fluttering voice in her ear, and looked at the bed suddenly, only to see that their son was trying to open his eyes at this time and shout softly to them.

"Quick! Stop talking, lie down well, and Daddy will definitely find a way to cure your illness. Cheng Ling didn't have any thoughts of complaining about Jiang Cheng at this time, she slowly stroked Jiang Xiansheng's face, a little awkward, but she didn't dislike it.

At this time, Jiang Xiansheng felt the warm palm on his face, and slowly closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

In the five years since Jiang Xian was born with this disease, he has been in his sleep almost every day, except for his mother's feeding and his own convenience every day. Dream and reality have long been blurred between him.

Jiang Cheng and his wife watched Jiang Xiansheng fall asleep slowly, and they were both relieved, Cheng Ling looked at Jiang Cheng and said helplessly:

"The family has no money to continue to seek medical treatment, and even the medicine for the birth of the baby is only the last month's supply; Let's go back to Yunzhou! Go to Daddy, he won't leave his own grandson alone. ”

"Tube? How? He has already severed the father-daughter relationship with you, if it weren't for him, why would I have taken you to sell your property to seek medical treatment, and finally ended up in such a situation. ”

The more Jiang Cheng spoke, the more angry he became, thinking that he had gone to Cheng Ling's house to seek help from Jiang Xiansheng's grandfather, but was finally kicked out of the house, which made Cheng Ling end up cleaning up the door, and his eyes were full of anger.

Seeing this, Cheng Ling held Jiang Cheng's hand and said softly apologetically:

"I'm sorry, our family has been a business family for four generations, and in the eyes of our family, we only have our own interests, maybe leaving the Cheng family is also a relief for me."

Jiang Xian clenched Cheng Ling's little hand, took her into his arms, and comforted her very gently.

…………

At this time, Jiang Xiansheng, who was asleep, was dreaming in a cycle.

In the dream, Jiang Xiansheng sat in a dim room, he had never seen a little light, surrounded by walls, which seemed very depressing, and in this dream, a sentence kept echoing in a loop

"Are you afraid? Are you in pain? ”

Since five years ago, this sentence has been echoing in the sky, and for five years, Jiang Xiansheng has never said that he is afraid or that he is in pain.

Jiang Xiansheng has been very sensible since he was a child, although he is very naughty, but he is also very sensible, so he can make people love him so much.

But today, Jiang Xiansheng saw his mother crying by his bedside in a daze, and his father standing aside and looking at him helplessly, Jiang Xiansheng felt that he might not continue like this.

So this time, he raised his head and said in a somewhat childish voice:

"I'm scared, I'm miserable, don't let my parents suffer for me anymore!"

Just as Jiang Xiansheng finished saying these words, his surroundings changed, and the originally dim surroundings gradually brightened up, and there was a figure standing there, as if his random stop there was the center of the whole dream.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the person in front of him a little confused, he seemed to be a little older, about the same as his grandfather, with white hair, but at this time he was looking at himself with a kind face.

I saw that the man slowly spoke, as if it was ringing in his ears.

"The old man has been waiting for you for five years, and your will has not wavered for five whole years, which really makes the old man a little unbelievable, this is not like the will of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child!"

Jiang Xiansheng asked with some doubts: "Who is the old gentleman, why did he let me have such a dream, and what is going on here?" ”

The old man smiled and touched the white beard on his chin, and thought for a moment:

"Some people call me the Great Dream Daojun!"

"Have you ever heard of a practitioner before telling you why you keep having this dream?"

"Cultivator?" Jiang Xiansheng was a little puzzled, and then he told the old gentleman in front of him what his father Jiang Cheng had told him as a story.

"Dad once told me that our world is vast, and the place we live in is called the Thousand Directions Realm."

"And in our place, there is a group of people whose strength is greater than that of ordinary people, and there are even people who can knock down a big tree with one punch, old man, is this a cultivator?"

When talking about these things, Jiang Xiansheng's dull expression, which had been worn out in the past few years, had a hint of brilliance, and his eyes were very yearning.

"What you said is not accurate enough, then you can't be considered a cultivator." The Great Dream Daojun quietly listened to Jiang Xiansheng's words, and then retorted with a smile.

"Not a cultivator? That... Sir, what is a cultivator? ”

The old man pondered for a while, as if thinking about something, and suddenly looked up and said

"Well, I owe you something in the first place, and the matter has come to this point, so I will tell you about this cultivator, after all, you are also a person who wants to become a cultivator in the future."

"Become a cultivator!" Jiang Xiansheng heard the old man say that he could also become a cultivator, and his heart was suddenly excited, but when he thought of his external body, he was still silent, he could really become this so-called cultivator like this.

The old man seemed to have seen through Jiang Xiansheng's inner thoughts, and his face was solemn, and he no longer used his previous brisk tone.

"The strength you said before is greater than that of ordinary people, and you can also say that you are a cultivator, but it is more accurate to say that it is a necessary path before becoming a cultivator."

"A practitioner's strength is divided into four realms, and this is one realm that must be experienced before one can reach those four realms."

"This realm is the realm of refining the body, the so-called refining of the body, refining is the impurities in the body, fading the mortal body of the flesh, so that the body can reach the realm of immaculateness before you can absorb the aura of this heaven and earth, so as to step into the ranks of cultivation."

"And only when you can absorb the aura in this heaven and earth for your own use, can you be regarded as a true cultivator, and the real cultivator uses the power of this heaven and earth."

"How can the realm of refining the body be so simple, some mortals only refine one or two impurities in their bodies in their lives, but in the end, they can also prolong their lives and live a few years longer than others."

"And the reason why mortals are so difficult is because of their natural qualifications, secondly, because they do not have the exercises of the realm of refining the body, and finally, because there is no external influence."

"In this Thousand Directions Realm, there are many cultivators, who have a lot of resources, a lot of secret realms, and all kinds of magical powers."

"And those real families are hidden in the shadows, and few ordinary people can see them, and the so-called dynasty is actually these cultivators secretly manipulating behind their backs."

"And once you reach the consummation of this realm of body refining, all the impurities in your body are refined, and your body reaches a state of immaculateness, you can reach the first realm of a cultivator."

"This realm is the realm of foundation building, the so-called foundation building, as the name suggests, is the basic practice of the practitioner, so it is also very important, and once you reach this realm, you can use spiritual power, which is the symbol of the practitioner."

"And the realm of foundation building is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth in one's own body, turn the spirit into liquid and store it in the dantian, constantly nourishing itself, washing and washing the five shackles existing in the human body, and nourishing the aura to the whole body."

"As for the five shackles, that is, the hands, feet, head, body, and finally the five internal organs, only when these shackles are broken through and the meridians are unobstructed and the spiritual power reaches the limit, can it be regarded as a thorough foundation for cultivation."

"As for the three realms above, they are Jiedan, Yuanying, and Enlightenment, I won't talk to you more here, if you can really reach this realm in the future, you will know how to do it!"

Jiang Xiansheng sat there a little dazedly, his mind was full of the old man's obscure words, how could he, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, remember these many things.

But Jiang Xiansheng still worked very hard, even if he didn't understand it, he still had to remember these words in his mind, and he could recall and understand them when he was free.

"It's no wonder that you don't understand some things, the time for this dream is almost up, after all, the previous power has been worn out for five years, and now I want to tell you the most important thing, which is also about your body."

After the old man told Jiang Xiansheng some things about the cultivator, he didn't stop to let Jiang Xiansheng comprehend it carefully, but continued to say some things to Jiang Xiansheng, because his time here was running out.

From lying in bed for five years and feeling loveless, and then from a vigorous child to a dull boy, he has experienced five years of painful time, and now he finally knows the truth of the year. He was a little scared, but he wanted to face it.

"In this world, there are not only good people, even if they are cultivators, good and evil also coexist, there are some people who are evil in their hearts, practicing demon dao exercises, and are extremely bloodthirsty to kill people, this kind of person is called a demon by us, and demons are also people and cultivators, but what they can do is not personnel."

"Five years ago, I hunted down a heinous demon with an old friend, and finally came here, when the demon was dying, but who would have thought that he would be able to break my dreams and come to the real world."

"That demon knew that he couldn't escape, and he turned his avenue origin into a black mist and wanted to pull the entire town to be buried, but in the end, with the power of his friend's seal, he successfully reduced the scope of destruction to a minimum, but he didn't expect that on the small bridge on the side, a child was playing there."

"Even though we have resisted most of the breath, we still let the power of the curse spread, and finally it still comes to the child, which is you."

"We didn't expect that there would be a child within the scope of our enchantment, although the power of this curse is already very small, but it is not something that you, a nine-year-old child, can bear."

When Jiang Xiansheng heard this, he vaguely remembered that five years ago, he only vaguely saw a black mist, and then lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he found that there was nothing wrong, so he hurried back home, but he didn't expect that he began to feel unbearable pain at night, covered with blood-red pus.

"Seeing this, my friend and I also hurried to investigate your body, but found that the curse had penetrated deep into your body, and external forces could not remove it."

"That friend of mine told me that you are just a mere mortal, and that's all there is to it."

"I felt guilty, but I was still helpless against that curse at the time, and in the end I had to leave a trace of divine thought on your body and enter your dream."

"As for why I didn't go directly into your dream to talk to you in the first place, it's because I'm just a trace of divine thought, although I have the blessing of the way of big dreams, but I must also get your approval before I can enter your dream, it's been five years, you are really a stubborn child, this is similar to my old friend when he was young."