There is a large green mountain on the eastern border of the Jin Kingdom, which is located in a remote area, and there are mountains and forests within a radius of 100 miles.

The village of Fangjiabao is rooted in the green mountains, multiplying, and there are not many spring and autumn seasons. And on the Daqing Mountain, there is a fairy gate, called Tsing Yi Gate.

On this day, in front of the mountain gate of Tsing Yi Gate, a young man stared at the sun, still kneeling in the world in front of the mountain gate, his clothes were already wet with sweat, his face was sunburned, and his lips were a little white. However, the young man gritted his teeth and knelt, and with a ruthless force, he never fell.

"Kid, let's go!"

In the mountain gate of Tsing Yi Gate, a hunchbacked old man walked out on crutches, he saw the young man like this, he couldn't bear it, but when he remembered the door rules of Tsing Yi Gate, he still didn't let go, but let the young man leave.

The young man raised his head, his eyes stubborn, and he asked almost pleadingly, "Zhan Lao, is there really no hope at all?"

The old man is called Zhan Lao, and he is the elder of Tsing Yi Gate. He had an old relationship with the boy's father, and he should have taken him in for whatever reason. However, everyone knows that it is difficult to say whether this young man can survive his fourteenth birthday without saying anything about cultivation.

And what is even more regrettable is that the young man's dantian is like the Dead Sea, and his veins are like rocks, and he can't practice at all.

As the saying goes, all the three thousand mundane are empty, and as soon as you enter the immortal gate, you will turn into a dragon! If you want to change your life against the sky, you have to worship in the immortal gate and practice the immortal law. Starting from the most basic physical training realm, to the condensation realm, and then building the foundation, you can step into the immortal gate.

However, the boy couldn't even do the first level, so how did Zhan Lao accept him to get started?

Listening to Zhan Lao's words, the young man's expression became a little painful.

His name is Fang Zong, and this name is Daddy's hope that he can become a master of body refining in the future and dominate the world. However, on the day of his full moon, the head of the family personally inspected Fang Zong's body and came to the conclusion that it was a waste body that could not be cultivated.

If you can't cultivate, it's nothing to be an ordinary mortal, but fate has always played tricks on Fang Zong, when he was six years old, a wandering Fang Immortal Master passed by Fang Jiabao, and Ah Dad took him to see the Immortal Master with hope. The result this time was even more cruel, not only would he not be able to cultivate, but he might not even live to be fourteen years old.

Because his dantian was depleted, he accumulated the breath of death, and when he reached the age of fourteen, he would die violently.

There is no solution, or perhaps in the mortal world, there is no solution!

The You Fang Immortal Master said that if Fang Zong wanted to live, there were three methods: first, the elixir, second, to break through the body refining realm, and third, to inject eighty percent cultivation into the foundation building realm.

These three conditions are more harsh than the other, the elixir is priceless, how dare mortals ask for extravagance? His dantian has been abolished, and he is destined to be unable to cultivate. And how could an immortal master in the foundation building realm cultivate nearly eighty percent for the sake of a child he didn't know? This was undoubtedly Fang Zong's death sentence.

But Fang Zong's parents were not willing to give up, and they had been looking for various elixirs and methods over the years, and even went out to visit people outside Daqing Mountain to find a way to heal.

Seven years have passed, and the current Fang Zong is still like this, his physique is weak, he can't practice, and his whole person is sick.

But Fang Zong, like Daddy and Auntie, never gave up, he saw many times Daddy and Niang hopefully find expensive elixirs from outside, and then fell into the hell of despair in an instant, just for the sake of these two people who loved him, Fang Zong swore that he must live!

"I'm sorry, Zhan Lao! Nag you old man!"

Looking at Fang Zong's extremely unnatural pace, Zhan Lao couldn't help but sigh with regret, with this resilience alone, Fang Zong, this child, as long as he can practice, will definitely do something, but his physical defects have caused him to be unable to embark on this bright road and continue his life.

Walking down Daqing Mountain, Fang Zong did not return to Fangjiabao, he looked back at the dojo of Tsing Yi Gate on the top of the mountain, and his heart was full of yearning. But the voice in his heart told him that it didn't belong to him. Reluctantly, he turned his head and walked in the other direction.

Soon, he came to a cliff near Fangjiabao, he didn't want to die, but stood on the edge of the cliff, admiring the vast world in the distance.

Looking out from the cliff, Fang Zong could see the sky was a mountain range with ups and downs, since he was a child, he had a yearning to see what kind of world would be behind that mountain range, but this was simply an extravagant hope.

"Alas, is this my life?" Fang Zong muttered to himself, he had heard A-Niang say since he was a child, his life was not good, whenever this happened, A-dad would always say that man will win the day.

Throwing a small stone off the cliff casually, Fang Zong watched in a daze as the stone hit the stone on the cliff a few times, and then fell into the turbulent river below, "plopping", causing a small splash.

As if venting, Fang Zong threw down another stone, two, three...... Before you know it, the sky is gradually darkening, and beyond the sky is already a fiery red, and the afterglow of the setting sun is as beautiful as sprinkled gold. However, seeing the scene of the setting sun, Fang Zong was even more disgusted in his heart, this sunset, like his life, was about to pass away.

Looking at the cliff, Fang Zong had the urge to jump down like this at this time.

But thinking of Daddy and Auntie, if they died like this, they would be very sad, so they retracted their steps.

At this time, out of the corner of Fang Zong's eyes, he suddenly saw that there seemed to be a colorful light flashing in the river under the cliff, he rubbed his eyes, and looked at it, the river was still turbulent, but where was there any colorful light?

"It should be that I read it wrong!" Fang Zong thought so, the mountain wind blew, he felt a little cold in his body, tightened his clothes, and hurriedly walked back to Fangjiabao.

After Fang Zong left, in the river under the cliff, in the position where Fang Zong kept throwing stones, the river water was surging, rattling, and soon, it cracked from the silt of the riverbed, and from the cracks overflowed colorful lights, making the river water all colorful......

Fang Zong returned to Fangjiabao, along the way, the teenagers in Fangjiabao all showed mocking smiles at him, in their eyes, Fang Zong's short-lived species were really eyesore, if it wasn't Fang Zong's father, but Fangjiabao's martial arts leader, maybe these teenagers would also do it to Fang Zong.

Fang Zong didn't pay attention to those people, just clenched his fists, and then walked indifferently back to his home, a simple small courtyard.

As soon as he came back, Ah Niang walked out of the house, took his hand with a little red eyes, and asked, "Zong'er, where did you run away today?"

Fang Zong just grinned and said, "Ah Niang, don't I just go to the big cow and play in the water, as for being so worried? By the way, Ah Niang, I'm so hungry, it's so fragrant, is it my favorite braised pork?"

A-Niang smiled and stroked Fang Zong's head lovingly, she knew that this child would lie in order to make her feel relieved, and she already knew about him kneeling at Tsing Yi Gate today to beg for elders.

Her son can be so well-behaved, she is happy, but she is extremely distressed. It would be nice if it didn't have this strange disease.

Sighing in her heart, A-Niang smiled slightly, and said: "Zong'er is really smart, tonight my mother also specially made your favorite sesame cake, you go to wash your hands first, and wait for your mother to look at the soup again, and then you can have dinner!"

"Okay!" Fang Zong jumped up with joy and ran into the house happily.

When he came out after washing his hands, Fang Zong heard the familiar footsteps, the footsteps of Daddy coming back at that time.

He hurriedly walked outside the house and saw the tall and majestic Daddy. Daddy seemed to be very happy today, carrying a small burden, with an excited smile on his face, and seeing his son come out, the smile was even bigger.

"Brother Qing, why did you come back so late?" A-Niang cut off a pot of soup from the kitchen and asked.

Daddy took Fang Zong's hand and walked into the house, but he couldn't wait to call out to Auntie: "Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan! Come here!" Daddy locked the door very carefully.

A-Niang was puzzled and asked, "Brother Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"Xiao Nan, Zong'er, do you know who I met at the head of the family today?" Daddy sold a pass, Fang Zong and Auntie both shook their heads, and then Daddy grinned and said, "You really don't believe it, I didn't expect that today I actually saw Uncle Tan's grandson, Tan Xiucai, at the head of the family!" In Fangjiabao, there are more villagers with the surname Fang, but there are still some other surnames, such as the surname Tan and the surname Zhang.

The three surnames live together, so much there will be some cousin relationship, Uncle Tan is the oldest person in Fangjiabao, it is said that he is almost one hundred and fifty years old, his grandson Tan Xiucai, in the past, because of the loss of his childhood sweetheart, was disheartened, left Fangjiabao, and went to Beijing to take the exam.

However, that was more than a decade ago.

After so many years of no news, the villagers of Fangjiabao naturally thought that Tan Xiucai had died on the way to Beijing, but they didn't expect that after sixteen years, Tan Xiucai actually came back!

"Then is Tan Xiu the top student in the exam?" asked A-Niang.

Daddy shook his head and said, "That's not true, but it's Tan Xiucai's luck, he was actually taken by an alchemy master in the capital, and he studied with that master for more than ten years, and now he has learned his art before he was released back by the master." ”

"That's a good dare!" A-Niang is kind-hearted, seeing that Tan Xiucai has such an opportunity, she can't help but be happy for him, but she frowned again, "But this is also Tan Xiucai's business, does it have anything to do with us?"

Daddy glanced at his wife angrily, and said angrily: "You stupid mother-in-law, then Tan Xiucai has now become a master of alchemy, we have a good relationship with him, we also received him when he was kicked out of the house by his father, have you forgotten?"

Being so little bit by Daddy, Ah Niang immediately realized, slapped the table, poked her head and said shamefully: "Look at my stupid brain! Brother Qing, isn't that, Zong'er is saved?" In the end, Ah Niang's voice trembled a little, and the hope came too suddenly, so that she couldn't believe it.

"Hehe, I'm not as stupid as you!" Daddy took off the small burden in his hand, pointed to a small wooden box inside: "What is in it is the pill that Tan Xiucai practiced, I told him about Zong'er's situation, and he immediately agreed, opened the Ding alchemy pill on the spot, and practiced this fire pill for Zong'er." ”

Hearing this, Fang Zong was a little dizzy, like a dream.

"Haha, it seems that our Zong'er is finally saved!" A-Niang left tears of joy, how many years have passed, and the boulder that has pressed on a family of three is finally about to fall!

Daddy opened the wooden box, revealing the fiery red pills inside, the pills were mixed with a stream of heat, and as soon as he opened the wooden box, the temperature in the room seemed to have risen by a few degrees.

"Zong'er, come on, hurry up and swallow this Flame Pill!" Daddy put the wooden box in front of Fang Zong, and Niang poured him a glass of water.

Fang Zong looked at the pill in front of him, his hands trembling a little.

Can I live?