"Since ancient times, the number of mortals who live is more than 100, and even if there is, it is rare.

In order to seek immortality, countless sages explored the rules of heaven in a vain attempt to fight for their lives with heaven.

After countless generations of hard work, he finally participated in the creation and forged the method of cultivating the truth. With the power of a mortal, he can shake the heavens and the earth.

Those who cultivate to a high level will live longer and live for thousands of years.

And the cultivation of ten thousand laws is true, and sword cultivation is the most.

A sword can defeat thousands of troops.

A sword can go up to the sky and into the earth.

A sword can prove the Tao and the gods......"

The red sun is setting, the sunset is all over the sky, in an unknown mountain forest, Yang Liban leans on a towering ancient tree, he holds a yellowed book, and is studying carefully.

"Is there really a cultivator in this world, and does the legendary sword immortal really exist?"

After a long time, Yang Li put down the book and whispered softly, leisurely fascinated by the content recorded in the book.

"This book looks a little old, it's full of traditional characters, the paper is yellowed, and I don't know where that guy got it!"

Whispering again, Yang Li remembered the friend who gave him the book.

Yang Li, 18 years old, is a native of a farming family who lives in a small mountain village in Mingyuan County, Qinglin City.

The mountain village is surrounded by mountains, and there is only one road to reach it, which belongs to the real big mountainous area, and he is also an authentic mountain baby.

When he was thirteen years old, he went up the mountain to dig a bird's nest, but unexpectedly met a friend.

This friend brought him endless joy and added a lot of color to this poor mountain village, and the corners of Yang Li's mouth couldn't help but smile at the thought of this friend.

Not long ago, this friend of his also got an ancient book out of nowhere and gave him the title.

This book has no name, and the content in it is also absurd, and all the records are an introduction to the cultivation of the true Tao.

Mortals can master great power through practice. It is also said that there is a so-called sword immortal in this world, and it is written with a clear eye and a god.

Born in modern society, he advocates science, believing that the so-called cultivation of the truth and cultivation are superstitions, and they are all conjectures that the ancients could not explain natural phenomena.

Although he didn't believe it, it didn't prevent Yang Li from yearning for the content of the book, after all, which teenager didn't have a fairy dream in his heart.

Yang Li is naturally no exception, although he has never walked out of the mountains, he is no stranger to the story of Xianxia.

With the development of science and technology and the progress of society, mountain villages are no longer isolated from the world!

Modern products such as TVs, mobile phones, and the Internet have been here for a long time.

Yang Li also has a mobile phone, although it is a copycat version of the smart phone, but the function is not bad at all, relying on the mobile phone, Yang Li saw the wonderful world outside, and also read a lot of fantasy Xianxia novels.

For the various gods written in the novel, Yang Lina is a yearning, often fantasizing that one day he can become the main character in the novel.

Therefore, Yang Li is still very interested in this unknown book.

"Where did this guy go today, why didn't he come yet?"

Yang Li looked around, shook his head slightly, and then held his head in his hands and leaned against the trunk of the tree to sleep.

Brush Brush Brush ......

At the moment when Yang Li had just closed his eyes, the sound of grass and trees turning suddenly came.

The sound came from far and near, and in an instant it was near, as if something was running fast, and it was quite loud, like a behemoth shuttling through the forest.

Yang Li opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from!

"Meow ......"

A cat meow rang out, accompanied by a huge white lynx leaping out of the grass not far away.

The white cat is extremely large, at least two to three meters long, larger than a calf, and has a snow-white body without a trace of stray hair.

If it weren't for the round cat's head, as well as the crystal cat's eyes, and the characteristics of the cat revealed all over the body, ordinary people would definitely think that this was an adult white tiger.

At this moment, the giant cat was holding a bloody gray rabbit in its mouth, and after it jumped out of the grass, it was no longer running, but slowly walked towards Yang Li.

Yang Li saw the giant cat, but he was not surprised. He looked at the big cat with a smile on his face, and he didn't even get up from his half-lying body.

"Brother Cat, you're here, I've been waiting for you for a day. Yang Li shouted at the big cat dissatisfied.

"Meow ......"

The giant cat barked, as if in response to Yang Li's words.

It wagged its tail, slowly walked to Yang Li's side, put down the gray rabbit in its mouth, and lay down beside Yang Li. He looks very docile.

Yang Li glanced at the gray rabbit that had been bitten to death on the ground, and then looked at the giant cat that had been lying on his stomach for a long time, and smiled bitterly, he already knew what the other party had in mind.

However, Yang Li didn't plan to do what he wanted right away.

Stretching out one hand, Yang Li stroked the cat's head, and with the other hand, he picked up the ancient book on the ground and held it in front of the big cat.

"Brother Cat, if you tell me where you got this book, how about I roast the rabbit for you?" Yang Li said.

He went up the mountain today, and he had another purpose besides seeing the cat, and he wanted to know where the book came from, and the reason why he asked the giant cat was because it was the book from it.

In fact, the giant cat in front of him was the friend Yang Li met when he was thirteen years old, and he went up the mountain to dig out a bird's nest.

At that time, the cat was fighting a giant python the size of a bucket, and the giant python wrapped around the white cat, and the white cat also bit wildly at the python.

The grass and trees flew, the rocks rolled, and the battle between the two behemoths swept a few dozen meters away.

Yang Li, who was still young, was simply frightened by this scene, he stood in place at a loss, and actually forgot to escape.

The battle affected Yang Li, and while the giant python was fighting with the white cat, a huge snake tail swept towards Yang Li in the field.

Fortunately, Yang Li took the hunting fork made by his father, and with the quick reaction of the mountain people, at the critical moment, he instinctively rolled on the spot and avoided dangerously.

Then, he stabbed the hunting fork in his hand indiscriminately.

I don't know if it's luck, Yang Li's random stab actually hit the wound on the giant python's body that was bitten by a white cat, and the entire hunting fork was submerged into the giant python's body.

What's even more coincidental is that the tip of the hunting fork directly pierced the snake gall of the giant python.

Under this blow, the giant python's entire body weakened, and it was bitten by the white cat that broke free from the entanglement.

The white cat won, but unexpectedly did not attack Yang Li, but nodded at Yang Li very humanely to thank him, and even brought many wild fruits in the mountains to share with Yang Li.

So far, a person and a cat have become friends, and over the years, Yang Li will go up the mountain to meet the white cat whenever he is free.

After Yang Li inadvertently revealed his barbecue skills, the white cat fell in love with this roasted game, and every time Yang Li arrived, it would catch various animals for Yang Li to roast and eat.

Of course, Yang Li likes it, and he also likes game.

Not long ago, Yang Li went up the mountain, and the white cat got an ancient book from nowhere, and it gave the book to Yang Li, which was the one Yang Li had just read.

The content of the book aroused Yang Li's interest, and at this time, he naturally wanted to know the source, and maybe there were other gains.

For Yang Li's petting, the white cat not only did not dislike it, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and he enjoyed it very much.

When he heard Yang Li speak, the white cat slowly opened his eyes.

"Meow ......"

As if he understood Yang Li's words, the white cat raised its head, its crystal eyes looked at Yang Li, it shook its head quickly, and then a front paw stretched out, pointing at the gray rabbit on the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Li immediately understood what it meant.

"You mean roast the rabbit first?"

"Meow!"

The white cat nodded humanely.

"Yes, but after roasting the rabbit, you have to take me to the place where you got the book!" Yang Li said.

The white cat seemed to be able to really understand human speech, and after Yang Li's voice fell, it meowed and nodded again, indicating that it agreed.

"Okay!

Yang Li smiled, withdrew the hand on the white cat's head, stood up, and patted the dust off his body.

"I'll clean up the rabbits, and you'll be responsible for collecting firewood!"

Yang Li said, and then regardless of whether the white cat understood it or not, or whether he would get it if he did, he grabbed the rabbit and walked towards the mountain spring in his memory.

After Yang Li left, the white cat got up lazily, shook his head, and really went to collect firewood.

To be precise, it should not be called picking, but picking, the white cat is huge, and the speed is also fast, in this mountain forest where there is no lack of grass and trees, after a while, a pile of firewood will be in the mouth, and it is all dry flammable branches.

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