Sword Valley, a quaint and random name, is inhabited by Li Xingchen, one of the four legends of the Chu State.

In the cultivation realm of the Chu Kingdom, there are four people who rarely show up, but their legends have always been circulating in the cultivation realm.

Sword cultivator Li Xingchen, law cultivator Jiang Kongming, poison king Sun Zhengping, and strategist Liu Haoran.

Eighteen years ago, on the way back to Sword Valley, Li Xingchen happened to meet a purple-shirted woman with a baby in her arms.

Originally, Li Xingchen would not interfere in this kind of grievances and hatreds in the cultivation realm, but it is strange to say that just when Li Xingchen was about to let the baby fend for himself, the baby actually grabbed his sleeve, and his big watery eyes seemed to be full of wisdom.

Li Xingchen suddenly had an illusion called fate.

That's right, it's an illusion!

Li Xingchen brought the baby back to Sword Valley and named him Li Mubai, but Li Xingchen soon regretted this decision very much.

Li Xingchen, who has never raised a baby, has to find a way to prepare food for Li Mubai, change diapers, and trick him into sleeping every day.

Finally, Li Mubai reached the age of cultivation, but this kid has too many questions, and there are countless doubts waiting for him to explain every day.

If the cultivators were all as enlightened as Li Mubai, there would have been no cultivators in this world for a long time.

Back then, he Li Xingchen just relied on an ordinary cultivation method to break through the reputation of the four legends today.

The annoyed Li Xingchen casually compiled a book of "Qinglian Sword Technique" after Li Mubai's qi practice, which is known as the "Qinglian Sword Technique" after his cultivation is completed, he can give birth to Qinglian in one step, turn into a lotus pond in a hundred steps, and throw it to Li Mubai to comprehend on his own.

The cultivation realm of the cultivation realm is conventionally divided into four major realms, which are Qi training, refining the spirit, returning to the void and merging the Dao.

Refining the energy contained in every cell of the body into the dantian, which is called qi, is the practice of qi.

Integrating the Qi in the dantian with the spirit, so that the Qi can change as he wants, this is refining the gods.

Refining God with Qi, refining Qi with God, and uniting God and Qi is this return to emptiness.

The unity of the gods and the qi is the inner golden pill, which is the way of harmony.

The four major realms are divided into many small realms, but Li Xingchen did not popularize Li Mubai's knowledge at this point, in Li Xingchen's words, that is:

What are you doing with all these vain things, it's better to join forces sooner if you have that idle time.

After teaching the "Qinglian Sword Technique" to Li Mubai, Li Xingchen often disappeared in Sword Valley, and there were many things to deal with in the world of the famous adult.

At the beginning, Li Mubai believed that Li Xingchen had a lot of things to deal with, after all, as one of the four legends of the Chu State, there would definitely be many celebrities and nobles who invited Li Xingchen.

But since Li Mubai accidentally bumped into Li Xingchen and a beautiful woman boasting about his achievements and dedication, the image of the legendary sword cultivator collapsed.

Although Li Xingchen explained that this beautiful woman was an important customer of his, after Li Xingchen visited the scenery of Sword Valley with different beautiful women in his arms several times, Li Mubai no longer had a sense of awe for this image of a legendary sword cultivator.

Li Xingchen, one of the four legends, is an out-and-out merry swordsman!

After completely losing the image of a legendary master in front of his apprentices, Li Xingchen no longer hid his original romantic personality, and changed from being cautious and sneaky at the beginning to inviting beautiful women to come to Sword Valley openly.

Even in order to prove his awesomeness, in the name of guidance, he gave Li Mubai a love education.

Finally, after his eighteenth birthday, Li Mubai really couldn't stand Li Xingchen, who showed affection every day, and decided to leave Sword Valley and go to the cultivation realm.

Li Mubai's decision made Li Xingchen very happy, he had long wanted Li Mubai to get out, because this stinky boy always disturbed his affairs.

This decision, which everyone was happy about, made Li Xingchen make an exception and gave Li Mubai a chance to choose any weapon in the treasure arsenal of Sword Valley.

The three-foot Qinglian sword, forged by meteorite iron outside the sky, the sword body is crystal clear, like a green jade, and on the hilt, it is engraved with the Qinglian magic circle, which is driven by true qi, and can transform the illusion of the green lotus, which is the best weapon to cooperate with the Qinglian sword technique.

Li Mubai wanted this three-foot Qinglian sword a few years ago, but he was always rejected by Li Xingchen for various reasons.

Packing the three-foot Qinglian Sword Immortal in a quaint sword bag and hanging it behind him, Li Mubai picked a close-fitting soft armor in the treasure arsenal of Sword Valley, which could withstand a certain degree of spell damage.

hurriedly said hello, Li Mubai threw out a flying sword that had been cultivated for many years, and left the sky without looking back.

And after Li Mubai left for a while, Li Xingchen realized that this bastard stinky boy had taken away his most beloved three-foot Qinglian Sword!

Imperial object flight is a relatively common technique in the cultivation realm, and when you practice qi to a certain extent, you can echo the qi in your body with the magic weapon of sacrifice, so as to achieve the effect of imperial object flight.

Li Mubai went all the way to the east, in the east of the Sword Valley, there is a city called Jiangcheng, built along the river, it is a very prosperous city.

Li Mubai's impression of Jiangcheng only stayed in the mouth of a confidante who came to Li Xingchen's Sword Valley, and he had never seen how prosperous Jiangcheng was.

So when Li Mubai arrived at the periphery of Jiangcheng and condescendingly witnessed the majesty of Jiangcheng swallowing the world, he became interested in Jiangcheng.

Li Mubai landed outside the city, and he didn't know if there was a rule that monks were not allowed to walk in the sky in a big city like Jiangcheng.

In an attitude of not causing trouble, Li Mubai followed the footsteps of passers-by and arrived at the gate of Jiangcheng City.

On duty at the gate of the city was a burly man wearing the standard ink scale armor of the Chu State, with a rough face and bright eyes, seeing Li Mubai's outstanding temperament and the sword bag behind him, he asked:

"Sword cultivation?"

Li Mubai arched his hand and smiled: "I am Li Mubai, the sword cultivator of Sword Valley, I left the sect for the first time, I don't understand the rules, and I also ask this soldier commander for guidance." ”

The city gate guard glanced at Li Mubai in surprise, the cultivators were extremely arrogant, few people would treat ordinary people seriously, he had been on duty at the city gate for three years, and it was the first time he had seen such a polite cultivator.

"Don't dare to be a guide, I am Wang Hong, the gate guard of Jiangcheng, Jiangcheng's management of cultivators has always been in charge of the Cexian Bureau, go straight into the door, turn right after three hundred meters, you can see the office of the Cexian Bureau, you can go there and ask." ”

Li Mubai thanked: "Thank you Brother Wang for your advice, I have the opportunity to drink together." ”

Drinking with the cultivators, Wang Hong seemed to have heard a hallucination, watching Li Mubai leave, Wang Hong shook his head, and the other party was polite, he was serious just now.

Cultivators and mortals are two distinct classes, one is an immortal and the other is a mortal, and it is impossible for them to intersect.

Wang Hong's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he was secretly ruthless, as long as he saved enough money, let his son go to apprentice to the iron master, and he must let his son become a cultivator!

Li Mubai didn't know how much trouble his politeness had caused Wang Hong, at this moment, he was like a hillbilly who had just entered the city, and he was very curious about everything in Jiangcheng.

Li Mubai has not left Houjian Valley for eighteen years, if the identity of Jian Xiu is not counted, for Jiang Cheng, there is nothing wrong with saying that he is a hillbilly.

"Jiangcheng actually has cold noodles!"

Li Mubai sniffed, it was still sour and spicy!

It's been 18 years, and I finally tasted the sour and spicy cold noodles again!

The corners of Li Mubai's eyes were a little moist, since he came here by accident eighteen years ago, he had almost forgotten the delicious feeling of his previous life.

In the eighteen years of life in Sword Valley, Li Mubai's diet has always been simple, although most cultivators are very repulsive to grains, believing that the food of these mortals will affect their cultivation.

But for Li Mubai, the delicacies made of these grains can be called delicious, if there is no deliciousness, what is the meaning of life?

"Signature cold noodles, sour and spicy, large!"

Li Mubai chose a place to sit down, and the diners around him paid attention, with Li Mubai's appearance, clothing and temperament, there is a high probability that he is a cultivator, but a cultivator would actually come to a roadside stall to eat cold noodles that only mortals like them can eat?

The owner of the stall was a man of about fifty years of age, accompanied by a girl of twelve or thirteen, all dressed in burlap.

Drops of cold sweat dripped from the corners of the man's forehead, and everyone here, whether it was a vendor owner or a diner, didn't think that Li Mubai was here to eat cold noodles.

It is very likely that it is the revenge of the noble son who left in shame just now.

A quarter of an hour before Li Mubai came to the cold noodle stall, a passing noble son fell in love with the girl at the cold noodle stall and wanted to take it back to be a maid.

A passing chivalrous man who called himself Liao Ping taught the noble son and his minions a hard lesson, and the noble prince threatened to go back to the enshrined cultivator to destroy Liao Ping.

And Liao Ping was also sitting at the cold noodle stall eating noodles at the moment, although Li Mubai did not show any signs of oppression, but a vague aura made him almost unable to move.

Liao Ping is just a beginner cultivator, or a casual cultivator without a master, because of fate, he will get an introductory mental method, and he has practiced for more than ten years, and he has practiced a little bit of true qi.

Only when I got started did I know that it was as deep as the sea, and the aura that Li Mubai unconsciously emitted had already exceeded the total amount of Liao Ping's true qi!

Holding back the fear in his heart, Liao Ping stood up and relied on his roar to strengthen his courage: "One person does things and one person is responsible, your son-in-law was beaten by me, what is coming at me!"

"Big brother!" the girl looked at Liao Ping worriedly, and was tightly protected by the vendor owner.

Li Mubai blinked innocently, I'll just come to eat noodles, why did I become a servant of a certain son?

Scanning the silent crowd, the girl who was tightly protected behind him, and the nervous Liao Ping who pretended to be calm, Li Mubai realized.

At this moment, a flying knife was inserted into Li Mubai's dining table, and a cold voice sounded: "No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it turns out that the sword cultivator who has the cultivation of qi is relied on." ”

"Iron-blooded Xu Honglin, let you kneel and beg for mercy today!"