(ps: In the first few hundred words of this chapter, the author will make a simple addition to the previously unwritten setting, there is not only one in the world, in the later stories, maybe Su Wu's world will meet other worlds, just like the gears of fate, overlapping.) This volume will be narrated in two lines at the same time, one line is Su Wu's whereabouts, and the second line is Ziweili's affairs. ）

After telling the story of heaven, the next thing is to return to the earth.

There is only one in the heavenly realm, and there is only one star dragon, but there is not only one in the human world, under this faint and deep heavenly poverty, there are countless mortal worlds.

Each mortal world is a complete continental world, in these different continental worlds, some of the roads only have trees and grass, and some of the continents are still growing in the primitive stage of life, and the stories we want to continue to tell are all from this human civilization - Longxuan Continent.

Ziweizong, Su Wu, not by people, Tianyi..................

The people in this story are all from this world, and this world that really gave birth to people and gave birth to the Tao is much more wonderful than other human worlds.

Maybe other worlds will one day give birth to more strange lives, but they will definitely not be this kind of little thing that is never perfect, but has been chasing the path of heaven and Tao.

On this Longxuan continent, there is another dynasty called Tianxie, and the Tianxie Dynasty has many different regions such as the Central Plains, the Extreme North, the Extreme East, and the Extreme West.

Our story starts in a well-known immortal cultivation sect in the Central Plains, and the young man Su Wu in the Daomen is also the protagonist of this story.

It is said that after Tianyi left, Su Wu, who wanted to walk alone in the world to find Su Wu, who was refining the Nine Turns Heavenly Soul Fan and the Nine Turns Heavenly Soul Pill, where had he gone now.

Not long after Tianyi left, Su Wu naturally did not go far.

The word Zhongyuan doesn't sound big, but when he really walked in one step, Su Wu felt that the steps under his feet were a little far away.

The so-called Central Plains cannot be generalized, for example, the Central Plains is divided into four regions that are different from each other - the Tianxin Domain in the east, the Tiannan Domain in the south, the Longxing Domain in the north, and the Yuqing Domain in the west.

Each of these four domains with different names has different counties, as well as small villages and towns.

Ziwei Sect established a sect in the Longxing Domain, which is a palm-inch secret realm in the Longxing Domain, which has existed since the real people of the Hidden Mountain left, and it is still stable until now, and that secret realm is the small land where Su Wu has stayed for a long time with mountains, rivers and forests, and no people outside the Dao.

As for Ziwei in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a renovated mountain, used as a place for those who are not ordinary people in the rivers and lakes to visit and offer incense money.

Since there is Ziwei Sect in the Longxing Domain, then there is Wanjianmen in the Tianxin Domain in the east, Jinchan Temple in the Tiannan Domain in the south, and Bhikshu Nunnery in the Yuqing Sect in the west.

But these three sects, which are also the four major sects of the Central Plains, still do not have the rich heritage of Ziwei Sect after all, and their sects are all standing naked in the eyes of the world, and they are not as detached from the world as Ziwei Sect.

The first flying immortal in the world is the founder of the earth, the real person of Yinshan, and the latest flying immortal in the world is the Tianyi real person of Ziwei.

These all mean that Ziwei's status will be at least in the next ten years, and no sect will be able to shake it.

At this time, Su Wu was walking in the southbound domain with the Golden Chan Temple, looking for the most important medicine primer in the Nine Turns Heavenly Soul Pill, the Melting Spirit Grass.

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At dusk, the sun sets, and the bright red of the setting sun falls on this long water belt like a jade belt, dyeing the clear water in the river so that it is impossible to see the bottom.

From time to time, the river is dyed red by the sunset, and from time to time there are many fat fish in this river, and they are all fat fish and big fish covered with meat.

Along the banks of this river belt are neatly arranged wooden houses, and none of them are all Pinghe people's homes.

The river belt is extremely long, so there are dozens of families along the river, and none of these families have any farm tools in their homes, only a few grains used for fishing.

The warm river breeze blows in front of the half-open and half-hidden firewood doors, which looks very leisurely and comfortable.

This river is their river of life, and it is connected to many small tributaries to the north and south, and the upper reaches of those rivers bring countless fat and delicious fish every day to ensure that these families can not go hungry and ensure food and clothing.

According to common sense, the riverbank is not suitable for people to live in, and the usual moving rivers have some dry and rainy seasons, and the houses built on the riverside are easy to be eroded by natural and man-made disasters such as dampness and floods.

In addition, it is easy for people to step on the mud on both sides of the Songhe River when they fish day after day, causing the sediment on both sides to sink into various ways, destroying the original cleanliness and clarity of the river.

But the families that surround the river belt do not seem to have been affected by these influences, and they have lived on this land since their ancestors from generation to generation.

The river in front of the families is called the Ancestral River.

Since there is this river, and there are these people who have lived here for generations, then fortunately, the people gathered together one day to give this land a simple and simple name.

The names of the villages call the place where they were born and live as small fishing villages.

The names of the small fishing villages all think that this river is a blessing given to them by the gods in the sky.

Since this is a river that has a lot of connections with the outside world, there will always be some passers-by scattered by.

In the face of passers-by, the villagers of the small fishing village never let them rest their feet for too long.

They were afraid that if they stopped for too long, they would anger the river god hidden in the river, and there would be no more delicious and fat fish to quench their hunger.

There are not only people on both sides of the river, but also many forests that cannot be seen, and there are many snakes, birds, insects and beasts in the forest, but they never come to disturb the villagers who have lived here for a long time.

At dusk, smoke rises from the chimneys of the thick wooden houses with extra high corners, and the smoke soon disperses like clouds and mist with gusts of breeze, which soon adds something unique to the little village.

In the final dusk of the night, a sloppy, dirty, and almost dirty young man Shi Shiran walked slowly into the village with extremely tired steps.

At the front of the village is a dilapidated old temple that has been eroded by the rains for years makes it look like a ruin that has not been passed by for years.

Like a good tree that is about to be broken at any time, as well as the temple gate that squeaks and exposes the wind, and the horizontal wood in front of the temple that is half-hanging and completely unreadable, it is as if to tell others that no monk has stepped into this old temple for countless years.

Although the young man walked a little sleepy, his black and white eyes grew very large, and they were bright and bright, without the slightest hint of fatigue.

It's not that the boy doesn't have the strength to go, but he feels that there are no people, no ghosts, and nothing along the way, and it's so boring that he wants to go crazy.

The two gourds on his waist, which seemed to be used to hold wine, had been licked brown and white by the young man's mouth, but it was helpless that the wine could not return to his flask out of thin air.

This sloppy but heroic young man is Su Wu, in the past few days since he left a sect, he either hit bird poop or stepped on a dung pit, and he has always walked very unsatisfactory on the road.

This is all a serious warning from the master to him, if you don't encounter some things that threaten your name, don't use Dao techniques and Dao Qi on the road.

In this way, Su Wu, who was bent on finding medicine, inexplicably became a new human walking of Ziwei Sect.

Tempering his will has also become one of the purposes of his trip.

Tianyi Zhenren's entrustment to him is still deeply remembered in Su Wu's mind.

"Melt Spirit Grass, follow the water flow of the Tiannan Domain, and you can find it. Tianyi Zhenren once said this to Su Wu.

Then Su Wu did so, how did he know that there were large and small rivers flowing through the entire Tiannan Region, and it was almost impossible to find the one Su Wu wanted to find in a short time.

So Su Wu was angry and casually followed a small stream to find it.

The Tiannan region is the most covered place in the Central Plains by the grass and wood river, no wonder the Jinchan Temple chose to open a gang in the block area.

Su Wu opened his eyes like this, walked for five days and five nights without thinking about food, and walked through countless secret orders without any footprints of living people, and then his eyes opened up and saw this dusty and dilapidated temple.

The poor sour boy in tatters finally directly pushed open the rotten wood temple door with several big holes.

A rotten, cold, mildewy and damp breath instantly rushed into Su Wu's nostrils, the feces of wild beasts, the decay of corpses, moldy things, and other different but equally disgusting smells were perfectly mixed together, fortunately, Su Wu had smelled too many foul smells along the way, so none of them accidentally vomited directly.

Su Wu didn't care if there were other terrible things in the dim temple, he sat directly on the ground, began to untie the dirty clothes on his body, and then secretly touched the clothes that had been washed and taken off very rough when he reached the clear river, as well as his body with a layer of dirt.

In the process of cleaning, Su Wu never forgot to pay close attention to the money bag containing silver and copper plates.

Before leaving, he had told him that this kind of thing was more useful in the mortal world than anything else, and Su Wu was careful to fear that it would be lost.

After washing his clothes and body, Su Wu pushed open the temple door again, regardless of the potholed ground that had been stacked with a whole layer of dust, and fell asleep directly on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, there seemed to be two flickering candles in this somewhat gloomy ancient temple, and Su Wu, who had already lost his sleep, naturally didn't have any mind to care about these anymore.

Then, the bronze Buddha covered in embroidery in the candlelight seemed to sigh softly.

Soon, however, everything fell silent again.

The first procession of the teenager did not seem to be as beautiful as he imagined.