Ancient Luoyang, the palace is staggered, and the pavilions and buildings are like forests.

In the east of the city, in the majestic and simple octagonal square building, Lu Xuan, who looks immature but extremely handsome, concentrates on sorting out the rolls of bamboo slips, and carefully sweeps away the dust for them, meticulously.

Not far away, an old man and a middle-aged man sat opposite each other, the old man was wearing a simple long robe, looking full of wealth, and like a bad old man next door, without any majesty.

The middle-aged man has a heroic face, but he has a hippie smile and is quite frivolous.

"Teacher, it's really not that I haven't laid a good foundation, if I don't build a jade tower carefully, the divine ladder is towering, and the gate of heaven is majestic......"

"That's it!" The old man blew his beard and glared: "Even the essence of the [Innate Essence] is not clear, you stinky boy, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss!" ”

"Then you can tell me about it?" Zhang Ling snorted, with a flattering smile on his face.

The old man was silent for a long time, and he hated that iron could not become steel:

"Look at your senior brothers, and then look at you...... Okay, I'll tell you about it! ”

"Gotcha!" Zhang Lingxi smiled, and as if he remembered something, he greeted the young man who was sorting out the books in the corner:

"Little Lu Xuan, come and listen to it together, maybe it will be of some benefit to you in the future!"

"Oh, here we are."

Lu Xuan put down the bamboo slips, answered honestly, walked over quickly, and saluted in turn:

"Grandpa Li, Brother Zhang."

"Sit down and listen!" Zhang Ling pressed Lu Xuan's shoulder to let him sit down, and said angrily: "You don't have to follow those cumbersome etiquette laws too much, how many times have I told you, there is no need for this." ”

Lu Xuan nodded honestly, shook his head honestly, did not refute, and did not obey.

"You little one!"

"Alright." The old man surnamed Li spoke slowly and gently at this time: "Listen to me." ”

Zhang Ling's expression was solemn, and Lu Xuan hung his head and listened respectfully.

"[Essence], the root of the human body, the source of the shell, the acquired essence exists in all things, there is no certainty, and the innate essence has a constant, if you get three or two three when you are born, you will also have three two three when you die, and you will not increase or decrease......"

Lu Xuan gradually became obsessed with it, and when he came back to his senses, the old man in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a dilapidated ceiling, and a dim electric light hung on it, shaking gently and making a squeak.

I woke up from a dream.

He had this dream for seven years.

Every two or three days, when he fell asleep when his spirit was stable, Lu Xuan would dream of the building full of books, and dream of Grandpa Li and Brother Zhang.

Not only that, but this dream is coherent, just like a TV series, the dream has been going for seven years, and seven years have passed in the dream.

"The innate essence, the acquired essence......" recalled what the old man said in the dream, Lu Xuan stretched his waist and was refreshed.

Well, every time I listen to Grandpa Li talk about something, I always feel like my whole person has been washed by the water of the Tianhe River after waking up, from head to toe, from body to spirit.

Steamed the overnight steamed buns, carefully squeezed out a handful of mustard, a large mouthful of steamed bread and a small mouthful of mustard, after eating, Lu Xuan listened to the sound of spring rain outside the house, and a smile appeared on his face.

"When it's raining, there shouldn't be any people on the street, so there's no one to fight with me."

After glancing at the small but very neat and clean room, and making sure that there was nothing left out, Lu Xuan picked up the snakeskin pocket, held an old umbrella, and pushed the door out.

The eyes are the usual sour and sour dirty streets, even if the spring rain hits the soil, there is no fragrance, only the sour smell is worse.

The long street outside the house and the square inch inside the house are like two worlds, one is broken and dirty, and the other is not stained with dust, just like a light green lotus flower raised in the mud.

The young man carried a snakeskin bag and an old umbrella, and his steps were calm and peaceful, and it did not take long to reach the boundary of this shantytown.

"Lu boy, are you going outside to pick up garbage again??"

Butcher Zheng, who was pushing piles of pork and living in the original slums, shouted:

"Are you going to go to the protest march at night?"

"Protest marches?" Lu Xuan was a little surprised: "Uncle Zheng, what happened?" ”

"You don't know yet?" Butcher Zheng spitted: "What else can it be, demolition and relocation, everyone is unwilling!" ”

Lu Xuan was even more puzzled, and asked softly:

"Uncle Zheng, why don't you want to? Isn't that a good thing? Even if the developer is darker and has less money, at least everyone can live in a better place......."

"Who said the shantytown was demolished?" Butcher Zheng said angrily: "Those eight kings and calves are going to demolish the cemetery behind them, and they want to demolish the ancestral graves of our families!" ”

Lu Xuan's conditioned reflex-like opening:

"No way!"

"No!" Zheng Butcher was indignant: "The main thing is to demolish the grave, and the grave is demolished, and the amount given is less, for the sake of the three melons and two dates that disturbed the purity of the ancestors?" Phew! ”

After a pause, he added:

"By the way, are you going to protest at night?"

Lu Xuan didn't think about it:

"I'm definitely going!"

"Okay, I knew you'd go!." Zheng Butcher smiled: "You kid has a conscience, I guess you are the most reluctant to demolish the grave, after all, Old Man Chu has only been buried for a long time......"

Seven years ago, Lu Xuan, who had just turned nine, fled alone to this Donghai City, and if it wasn't for the old man Chu in the shantytown to take him in, he would have starved to death on the street.

After all, the federation has a clear rule that no one is allowed to recruit minors to work, and even now, Lu Xuan can't find a way to live, so he can only sell scrap in exchange for a meager amount of money.

At that time, Lu Xuan was adopted by the old man Chu, and the two depended on each other for seven years, until two months ago, the old man left peacefully in his sleep, which was also a good death, and left Lu Xuan with such a dilapidated house.

At that time, Lu Xuan was penniless, so he borrowed the shovel of Zheng Butcher's house and dug for most of the night before burying Old Man Chu in the cemetery, and slept in the tomb for seven days and guarded for seven days.

Xu is really the spirit in the sky, at that time, in the cold winter of Layue, Lu Xuan, who slept on the ground in the cemetery, did not catch a cold, but was just very cold, but he was also spared a serious illness.

"Alright, I'm going to the vegetable market." Butcher Zheng looked at the clean young man in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, where did this child look like he grew up in a slum? The good-hearted excessive, the clean excessive.

It's a pity, if you are born in a big family, you will definitely be able to go to a key high school, and you will become a cultivator and a master in the future......

Shaking his head, Butcher Zheng sighed for a moment, pushed the cart and hurriedly left.

Lu Xuan didn't stop, after walking out of the shantytown, he walked around the lower city, and there was no one on the street because of the rain, and there was no old aunt who grabbed cans with him in the past.

Within a few hours, he had gathered up a bag full of flattened cans and exchanged them for a crumpled fifty-dollar bill at the scrapyard.

Glancing at his phone, Lu Xuan's eyes lit up slightly:

"It's almost time."

He made a quick run from Downtown to Uptown, all the way to Tokai High School.

Tokai High School is one of the best key high schools in Tokai City, and it is also one of the few schools that offers spiritual classes.

Although there is only one festival a week, it also makes parents in Donghai City rush to it, and it is a practice!

Stopped at the back door of Donghai High School, ran to the shop, bought a pack of cigarettes for forty yuan, and the fifty yuan earned in the morning was ten yuan.

Lu Xuan walked forward happily.

"Uncle!"

The doorman was startled, not angry:

"I forgot that you stinky boy was here today..... Let's go in, it's still the old rule, if you get caught, don't say I'll let you in! ”

"Thank you, sir!" Lu Xuan put down the cigarette case and thanked him repeatedly.

"I didn't say anything, you stinky boy!" The doorman scolded: "I've told that deflated calf a few times, don't sell you cigarettes, it's really ...... If you do this again, I'll quit smoking! ”

"Then I'll have to buy it for you!" Lu Xuan said with a smile.

"Alright, let's get in!" The doorman didn't have a good time to open the iron door, Lu Xuan thanked him again, held the old umbrella, and ran in.

As he ran, his heart was filled with excitement, and he had listened to the cultivation theory for a whole year, and today, he was finally going to talk about the real cultivation method!