Once upon a time, there was a mountain named Qingyun Mountain, and once upon a time there was a great immortal gate named Qingyun Gate. However, that was three thousand years ago, three thousand years ago, Qingyun Mountain was divided into two, with a narrow canyon in the middle, and now Qingyunmen also fell from the head of the nine gates to the end, no one knows if this generation of Qingyun Shangdaodao, Qingyunmen can still produce a Jindan to continue the Taoist system.

There was even a saying in the rivers and lakes that this Qingyun Venerable was just a pseudo-Dan, of course, although the pseudo-Dan was fake, it was also a Dan, plus the heritage left over the past tens of thousands of years, Qingyunmen finally pulled the position at the end of the nine gates with a dead face.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning. For cultivators, collecting the first wisps of purple qi at sunrise is the most important thing, which is why cultivators mostly live in high mountain places. When the purple qi came from the east, it was an excellent time for cultivation, and at this time, on the top of Qingyun Peak, one of the five peaks of Qingyun Mountain, an old Taoist in green clothes was sitting cross-legged, with a translucent golden pill the size of a mung bean hanging above his head. This person is the first person in Qingyun Gate, the master of Qingyun.

In the place where the Venerable Master Qingyun meditated, there was a small Taoist temple, in which there were only three futons and a wooden bed against the wall in addition to the three clear elephants and some fragrant fireworks. Obviously, this is the residence of the first person in Qingyun, and on the wooden bed, a person is waking up leisurely at this time.

Fang Shiyu got up from the bed and walked out of the Taoist temple slowly, but what caught his eye was a round of red sun rising in the vast sea of clouds, where had Fang Shiyu seen such a shocking immortal scene in his previous life, even if he had never been to the top of the mountain when he was incarnated in this life, he preferred to arch in the maid's bed at this time compared to the sunrise and the grand scene.

But at this time, at that time, the memories of the two lives coincided, and some things changed after all. Fang Shiyu didn't notice the old way of sitting cross-legged on the ground, he squinted his eyes, enjoying the fresh air, and the shock brought by the rising sea of clouds, a heroic feeling arose.

"Are you awake?"

But a voice interrupted Fang Shiyu's pride, he jumped back like a fried cat, Fang Shiyu took a closer look, but he saluted respectfully: "Disciple to meet the master!"

And no matter how he came here yesterday, and no matter what worries he had in his heart, Fang Shiyu still bowed honestly.

Lao Dao laughed softly: "This is not the Fang Shiyu that Lao Dao knows, didn't you call Lao Dao 'that old man' before?

Fang Shiyu wiped his cold sweat and secretly scolded "stingy old man", but lowered his head to show respect.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present, and I also ask the head of the sect to read that the disciple is young and does not understand the world, and forgive the disciple. ”

Lao Dao pouted lightly, but said to himself: "Could it be that he has opened his mind?" Lao Dao stroked his beard with satisfaction, but shook his head again.

"Child, even if you open your mind, it's useless, someone wants to kill you!"

Fang Shiyu was silent, he looked at the old Dao in front of him in a daze, and sighed secretly in his heart: "Is it finally going to be a dagger!"

Lao Dao lined his hands, only to see two envelopes flying out of his sleeves smoothly, both letters showed signs of being opened, Lin Feng took one of them and read it.

The voice of the old man also continued to come.

"There are two letters, one from the north, from your stubborn donkey father. There is also a letter from the capital, written by your aunt. Take these two letters and go down the mountain!"

Took it, opened it, the first letter was about a thousand words, Fang Shiyu read it like a jujube, the letter was written by Wuhou, the handwriting was sloppy, and there were only two meanings in and out of the words.

"First, you have to live when Lao Tzu dies, for our family heirloom to pass on the ancestry, don't lose the family heirlooms"

"Second, if someone wants to kill you, Lao Tzu will help you kill most of it, and you can solve the rest by yourself. ”

The second letter was sent from the palace, which was sent by his aunt, who was the queen mother. In the letter, Fang Shiyu was asked to return to Bai Yujing, she had already arranged a family affair for him, and he would be a rich man in the future, and he would not think about cultivating martial arts.

After reading the two letters, Fang Shiyu was in a fog. Who wants to kill him, why kill him, and what does his cheap daddy mean by killing half of it for himself?

"Done?"

Master Qingyun asked with a squint.

Fang Shiyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded again.

"Now that you understand, let's come and break the meridians!"

Fang Shiyu subconsciously took two steps back, what are you kidding, sure enough, this old man is the culprit who broke his meridians, the golden pill last night finally made him reshape his meridians, although the dantian is wasted, but he can cultivate martial arts, isn't it? But the squinting old man in front of him wants to cut off his meridians without saying a word, when he Fang Shiyu is pinched in the mud?

"Ahem.."

Well, it's really muddy, the Qingyun Venerable Void grabbed it casually, and pinched Fang Shiyu's neck lightly.

Fang Shiyu struggled: "Can you have a discussion? ”

The Venerable Qingyun shook off the Buddha dust with one hand, put Fang Shiyu on the ground, and said in a pinched tone: "Are you negotiating terms with me, or are you begging me? You must know that only by cutting off your meridians can you save your life." Those people will definitely not let go of a martial prince who can cultivate!"

Fang Shiyu was disdainful in his heart, do you harm me or do it for my good? I will go to your uncle, if this is left in the previous life, Lao Tzu will send you to see Allah with a bazooka. But now that the situation is like this, he can only pinch his nose and admit it. But Fang Shiyu was curious about who wanted to kill him.

"Who are they, and why are they killing me?"

Qingyun said: "Are they people you can't afford to mess with?"

Fang Shiyu asked again: "I have lived in this Qingyunmen almost since I was a child, yes, I did be naughty and mischievous before, but I never crossed the bottom line, I don't want you to annoy me and send me down the mountain to find my father?

"If this is the case, my Shiyu sincerely apologizes to all the people of Qingyunmen, and I promise to be a good person in the future and strive to make outstanding contributions to the vigorous development of Qingyunmen. ”

Master Qingyun squinted and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your oil tone is a lot smoother." But no, you deserved to die ten years ago, and your father fought for you for ten years. ”

"Ten years of fighting?"

Fang Shiyu was slightly stunned, originally he didn't have any feelings for the cheap father in his predecessor, but when he heard these words, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. In his previous life, he also had an old father, who was willing to sacrifice himself for him, Fang Shiyu thought that he could forget it after seven years of blood, rain, wind and frost, but at this moment he couldn't help but think of the old figure.

When the father in the previous life coincided with the majestic figure in this life, Fang Shiyu's eyes were slightly moist, he was right, the reason why his predecessor pretended to be making trouble was to hope that his father could take him down the mountain. But no one expected that he had waited for ten years, but what he was waiting for was the bad news of Father Fang, and what he was waiting for was the result of his cultivation being abolished.

Why did he deserve to die ten years ago? Who wanted to kill him, and what did Father Fang do in the past ten years?

Confused, dazed, sad and indignant, Fang Shiyu looked at the scribbled handwriting in front of him in a daze, maybe he should do something, no matter which Fang Shiyu's identity is to do something.

Fang Shiyu asked coldly, "Who is it?"

At this moment, Fang Shiyu's body overflowed with an aura that should not have appeared on him, and Master Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, it was killing intent, and it was a killing intent that had been tempered on the battlefield for a long time. But Fang Shiyu went up the mountain at the age of seven, and he had been living under his nose for the past ten years, how could he temper such a killing intent?

"Could it be that the legend is true?" The Venerable Qingyun thought of the portrait handed down by the ancestor in the Qingyun Palace, the legend of the Taishang Dao, and the prophecy left by the ancestor three thousand years ago.

"Can he do it?"

Master Qingyun didn't know, but he wanted to take a gamble.

The Venerable Qingyun did not answer Fang Shiyu's question directly, but showed him a map, a map of the Qingyun Continent.

"The world is divided into four regions and five countries, and the state of Chu lives in the core Central Plains, Northern Yan, Southern Zhao, Western Wei, Eastern Qi, and Central Chu. There are also demons and barbarian rings outside, and this world is a pattern formed in 30,000 years. The Nine Gates of the World, including the Qingyun Gate, are the primary force for maintaining stability, both in the secular and spiritual worlds. But 3,000 years ago, things changed!"

"What's changed?"

"The cultivation method in the world is only the immortal law. Immortal Dao Method, Qi Training, Foundation Building, Jindan, Yuan Baby, and Yuan Baby. 30,000 years ago, after the last primordial infant in this realm ascended to the upper realm, he laid down the Jedi Tiantong magic circle, so far the aura of the Qingyun Continent was suddenly lost, and the primordial infant did not exist. The highest combat power is only Jindan, and three thousand years ago, a person appeared in my Qingyun Sect, and this person is the ancestor of your Fang family, Fang Xing. ”

"He inherits martial arts, acquired, congenital, and holds Dan. The day after tomorrow is twelve turns, the blood is boiling, the congenital nine turns of the true qi is in the sky, holding the Dan and slaughtering the golden pill is like slaughtering a dog, and there is no invincible hand under the Yuan Baby!"

When it comes to holding Dan, the Qingyun Venerable Master must have his hair flying in the wind, full of momentum.

Fang Shiyu seemed to understand something, but he was puzzled, since Qingyunmen had already produced a Baodan invincible three thousand years ago, why did Qingyunmen fall to this, then why did the Fang family fall here?

"The old man knows what you want to say, but the time is also fate, your ancestor Fang Xing, who was rampant in the world back then, pushed Qingyunmen to the peak of the cultivation world. At that time, there were ten doors in the world, and your ancestors broke one. Thus forming a pattern of nine gates in the world. ”

"But just when your Fang family's ancestor was at its strongest, he disappeared, and he disappeared into the world with the Qingyun Sect's inheritance pill method. He didn't even manage to leave the method of holding the Dan realm. Since then, Qingyunmen has lost the Dan Method, collapsed, and has been suppressed by the cultivation world because of your ancestors..."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Fang Shiyu asked suspiciously. The Fang family has existed for so many years, and someone in the Fang family has even become the empress dowager of the Chu State, for so many years, no one has necessarily killed the other Fang family, why do people want to kill him as soon as he arrives, is it because he is handsome? Fang Shiyu touched his face, there is naturally no such reason in the world.

Master Qingyun paused, and finally sighed helplessly: "Because your physique is extraordinary, you have a Dao body in your cultivation, and you probably also have a martial body when you practice martial arts, and you have the same physique as your ancestors. ”

Fang Shiyu was stunned, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be! The predecessor has been wasted for ten years, and the cultivation of the Qingyun Scroll has stumbled, and it has cost tens of thousands of spirit stones to forcibly stack it, if he has any peerless physique, he has already improved by leaps and bounds, why bother to be in the middle of Qi cultivation.

Master Qingyun seemed to have seen through what Fang Shiyu was thinking.

"You haven't practiced martial arts!"

Fang Shiyu patted his head, too! He has been worshipping the mountain gate since he was a child, and he has never practiced martial arts. Hearing what Master Qingyun said, Fang Shiyu couldn't wait to go back to cultivating martial arts immediately. But then the problem came, the old man in front of him was chattering so much with him, in the final analysis, it was not to abolish him. Isn't this fucking sick?

Master Qingyun squinted at Fang Shiyu.

"So you should know who is going to kill you, right? If you don't cultivate, it's okay, once you cultivate, the nine gates in the world will put you to death, and no one wants to see a Bao Dan invincible again. ”

Fang Shiyu frowned, he was in the mercenary world in his previous life, and sometimes there was a conflict between mercenaries and mercenaries, if you are stronger, you will naturally be weaker. Fang Shiyu knew why Jiumen wanted to kill him, but he still had a doubt, how did Jiumen know his physique, could it be the kind of auspicious clouds that shine brightly as soon as he was born?

Obviously, this is not scientific, when he went up the mountain at the age of seven, what happened before he was seven years old? Fang Shiyu tried hard to recall the memories of his predecessor, he seemed to vaguely remember what he had forgotten, but under the flood of his memories, he seemed to remember it again. Yes, it's his wife, he can't be born by Fang Lie alone!

Fang Shiyu was sure that this old man must know something.

"Master, I want to ask you a question, what about my mother?"

Seeing this, the Venerable Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and he secretly said in his heart: "This kid is really enlightened! My old bone is still alive for a day, so I'll shelter him for a day!"

When Fang Shiyu came back to his senses, he had already come to his hut, and some things fell in the air, which was left to him by the mysterious woman last night, there were some books, some silver tickets, and finally a simple bronze mirror. The bronze mirror smashed on Fang Shiyu's head, and a big bag bulged in an instant.

Fang Shiyu didn't know what that Qingyun old man thought, but since the other party sent him back, he must no longer abolish his meridians. As for the reason, it may have something to do with his wife, who was swept up by the wind and caught a trace of the old man's demeanor. Observing words and feelings, for Fang Shiyu, who has studied tactical psychology, it is just commonplace.

After landing on the ground, Fang Shiyu packed up his belongings, held them in his arms, and kicked open the door of his cabin, at this time Fang Da Niu was still asleep. Fang Shiyu was angry and gave him a kick, but he didn't wake him up.

"Sleep with your uncle, young master, I was almost ruined by that old stick!"

Fang Shiyu looked at the sky, threw the things in his arms on the table, he took the bronze mirror and studied it, and did not find any clues, the father in the letter had specially reminded him that this bronze mirror was a family heirloom of his Fang family, Fang Shiyu knocked and beat, and even bit his finger ruthlessly, dripping blood on it, and found that this broken mirror was unmoved. In the end, Fang Shiyu was annoyed and stuffed the mirror under the pillow, covered his head and fell asleep.

Of course, cultivation can only be cultivated when you have enough sleep, the biology teacher said that if you don't get enough sleep, you can't have the energy to do things, so Fang Shiyu fell asleep in a daze.