The Luoyu Mountains in the night are full of danger and unknown, a bonfire in the mountain forest flickered on the fire, and a fat rabbit was roasted on the fire, which was just a mountain in the outer periphery of the vast mountains: Shiren Ridge.

"Don't make a mess here, boy, go back and look at the rabbit on the fire, in case it will be roasted later, see what you eat." "While driving Yan Jingchen, the village chief used immortal magic to open a cave on the vertical mountain wall, and his movements were easy and freehand, making Yan Jingchen call 'moving mountains and reclamation'. A stone table and a stone bed were simply arranged in the cave, and a ban was set at the entrance of the cave, and then Yan Jingchen was ordered to move the bonfire to the cave.

"In addition to one's own cultivation, the accumulation of practical experience is equally important. There are often some low-level demon beasts here, just so that you can use them to practice, if you are invincible, hide in the cave, there is a ban I set here to keep you safe" After that, the village chief took out a brocade box and a porcelain bottle from his body and handed them to Yan Jingchen.

Yan Jingchen opened the brocade box and saw a book and a white stone inside.

"This stone is the Determination Stone, which can allow mortals to awaken their 'Dao Seed', thus taking the first step in cultivating immortals. ”

Hearing this, Yan Jingchen was excited, and hurriedly took out the 'Fixing Stone' in his hand and played with it, and the warm touch like jade made him a little in love for a while.

"What does the 'Dao Seed' look like, and what kind of 'Dao Seed' is the strongest?"

"There is no difference between strength and weakness in the 'Dao Seed' itself, it just makes your Dao power have a certain characteristic, and the magic in this still depends on your personal understanding, such as this. As he spoke, the village chief raised his fingers, and in an instant, countless flames ignited out of thin air, flying like fireflies in the air.

"This is my 'seed of the Tao': flame. But the first thing you need to accomplish at the moment is to set the path, and I will teach you slowly in the future. "The village chief asked him to sit cross-legged on the stone bed, fold his hands on the lower abdomen dantian, and then put the 'Dingdao Stone' in the palm of his hand.

A complex and difficult but rhythmic scripture slowly read out from the village chief's mouth, although Yan Jingchen did not understand the meaning of the scripture, he vaguely felt refreshed, and unconsciously entered his own sea of knowledge, at this time the sea of knowledge in front of him was still a void, and boundless darkness filled the surroundings.

The village chief in the cave had stopped chanting the scriptures, but Yan Jingchen had not yet woken up from his state of concentration. The 'Path Stone' in his hand had turned into a little white light and floated around him, wrapping around his body like an eggshell.

After a long time, the suspended white light gradually shrank, and it had collapsed from the surrounding body just now to the size of a lotus seed, and suddenly, it flew into Yan Jingchen's eyebrows.

Yan Jingchen, who was in a state of concentration, saw that the originally dark and silent sea of knowledge suddenly shone brightly, and then a seed appeared, and that seed emitted a colorful divine light, staying in the center of the sea of knowledge, giving this void space infinite hope.

"I succeeded, and I finally completed the 'fixed path'. Yan Jingchen jumped off the stone bed and looked at his body as he walked back and forth in the cave.

"When you enter the 'Concentration Realm', you can be called a monk in the future. The world of cultivating immortals is no better than the earthly world, and it is better to be cautious in everything in the future, and you must not be careless. The village chief instructed Yan Jingchen earnestly.

Yan Jingchen listened respectfully to the village chief's instructions, and after he finished explaining, the young man's curiosity stood up again, and he picked up the porcelain vase given by the village chief from the stone bed and looked at it carefully.

"This porcelain vase is a storage vessel in the world of cultivating immortals, it can hold things the size of ten zhang, when I decided to hide in the countryside, I didn't bring anything good with me, there is only one Bigu Dan in this porcelain vase, which can make you not have to eat within seven days. It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back to the village. The village chief got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yan Jingchen.

"I'm already a monk now, so can Master tell the disciple's biological parents about it? ”

The village chief's expression was suddenly stunned, obviously he didn't expect Yan Jingchen to ask about it, "It's too early, and it won't help to tell you now." You don't see, Qinghai head, no one has collected the white bones in ancient times. The new ghost is annoyed and the old ghost is crying, and the sky is cloudy ......"

"Master's meaning, the disciple understands. But immortal cultivators are already going against the sky, if they don't obey the mandate of heaven, then they will resist, and they will just die, so what is there to be bored. For the first time, Yan Jingchen dared to interrupt the village chief's words.

The village chief was not annoyed by his interruption, he stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word, he didn't expect this teenage child to be able to say such a truth, "Decades ago, there was no Yanjia Village in Luoyu City at all. Now the people in the village, they are all rescued by me from the death line one by one, but you are the only difference, your father entrusted you to me back then, and his original intention was not to let you step into the world of cultivating immortals, but after all, it is difficult to disobey the destiny of heaven and you still made your choice. ”

"Don't worry, Master, I won't be a new ghost. Yan Jingchen said mischievously with his tongue out.

"Cultivate well, and when you are strong enough, you will naturally meet your biological parents. The village chief came out of the cave, stepped directly into the void without stopping, and disappeared into the night.

Yan Jingchen, who came out to see him off, saw that the village chief could fly, and he was scolded in his heart: Since I have the immortal art of flying in the sky, but he still tricked me into running the mountain road in the middle of the night to come here, it is simply a bully to a child.

Back in the cave, Yan Jingchen took out the book from the brocade box, and looked at it urgently, the cover of the book was bare without any words, and when he opened the title page, he saw that it read: "Tianrui Sutra".

Unconsciously fascinated by it, I watched it until the next morning, and finally had a general understanding of the way to cultivate immortals. The realm of cultivating immortals can be roughly divided into: the seven realms of fixed path, standing path, enlightenment, round path, heavenly calamity, true saint, and feather immortal. Each realm can be refined into nine levels, and each level of cultivation is improved, which is a qualitative leap.

Yan Jingchen pursed his lips, he was only fixing the Dao Realm at present, what he could do was to use the Dao power in his body to refine the strength of the meridians, and comprehend the 'Dao Seed' in the sea of consciousness to increase the Dao power, laying a good foundation for every step in the future.

He took out the only remaining Bigu Dan from the porcelain vase and threw it into his mouth, sat cross-legged on the stone bed and began to meditate. I recalled the description on the "Tianrui Sutra" in my mind: Dao power enters the body, wanders in the meridians, and over time it is with the Dao Ming.

After a stick of incense, Yan Jingchen entered a state of concentration again, silently feeling the trace of Dao power in his body, and wandering through his body over and over again according to the rhythm of the meridians.

I don't know how long it took, but when Yan Jingchen opened his eyes again, it was already starry. He walked out of the cave and planned to go out to find some dry wood to make a fire for lighting, and then study the "Tianrui Sutra".

In this season, the mountains are full of dead branches and fallen leaves, and before I have gone far, I have already tied a large bundle, and I took out a branch the thickness of a baby's arm, carried the bundle of firewood on my back, and walked in the direction of the cave.

A rustling sound came from behind a bush, Yan Jingchen put down the bundle of firewood, bent down to pick up a stone from the ground, threw it towards the bush with all his might, and put the wooden stick that picked up the firewood horizontally in front of him to guard against it.

"Uhhhhhh

A wolf howl came out, and Yan Jingchen's heart sank, and he felt that the Dao power in his body that had just been running smoothly was about to stagnate. He licked his dry lips and saw a demon wolf with purple eyes and fangs come out from behind the bushes.

As the saying goes, 'strike first is strong, and then strike suffers', Yan Jingchen took advantage of the fact that the demon wolf had no intention of attacking, picked up the wooden stick in his hand and hit the demon wolf's head without hesitation.

"Smack!"

The wooden stick with the thickness of the baby's arm broke in response, Yan Jingchen was amazed in his heart at the strength of this demon wolf's body, and at the same time dispelled the idea of continuing to resist, and took advantage of the opportunity for the demon wolf to escape from the pain.

The demon beasts that can survive in the wild are all natural hunters, and this demon wolf didn't give him a chance to pull away, and the huge wolf body followed in a blink of an eye. Yan Jingchen gritted his teeth and ran wildly, waving a half-broken wooden stick in his hand and kept hitting the demon wolf behind him.

The size of the demon wolf is larger than that of ordinary jackals, but its flexibility has not been affected in the slightest, it dodges Yan Jingchen's attack while chasing after Yan Jingchen, but it is not in a hurry to kill, but waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

Fortunately, the place where Yan Jingchen collected firewood was not very far from the cave, and he could already see the outline of the cave entrance after a wild run.

The village chief said that the prohibition he set up at the entrance of the cave, as long as I can escape into the cave, this demon wolf must have no way to take me. When Yan Jingchen was guessing in his heart what the village chief's prohibition was, he suddenly felt a sinking on his back, and then he saw a blood basin dripping with saliva and bit it.

Yan Jingchen couldn't care about anything else and lowered his head to dodge, because he was pressed on his back by the demon wolf, he lost his center of gravity when he hid, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. The most effective way for fierce beasts to prey is to bite off the neck of the prey, and Yan Jingchen is also well versed in this, so he hurriedly raised his arm to protect his neck.

The sharp pain that was more intense than expected came from the lower arm, Yan Jingchen almost fainted in pain, and at the same time, a fierce force rushed straight to the door of his head, freed out his uninjured other hand, grasped the half-cut wooden stick and plunged it into the demon wolf's waist fiercely. I heard the Orion in the city say that wolves are all copper-headed, iron-bone, tofu-waisted, and the waist is the most vulnerable place for a wolf.

Yan Jingchen's eyes were blood-red, and the wooden stick in his hand stabbed the demon wolf frantically, the demon wolf howled, let go of Yan Jingchen's forearm and was about to escape, Yan Jingchen didn't care about that, his feet clamped the demon wolf's body hard to prevent it from getting up, and the wooden stick in his hand continued to stab non-stop.

The demon wolf on his body gradually stopped struggling. Yan Jingchen calmed down, turned over and pushed away the wolf body that was pressing on his body, and saw that the internal organs of the demon wolf had been stirred into flesh and blood by himself at this time, and resisted the urge to vomit, Yan Jingchen dragged the wolf corpse back to the cave with difficulty.

In the cave, Yan Jingchen sat on the ground against the stone bed, panting in shock, glad that he had escaped death. After resting for a while, he took out a robe from the baggage he had brought with him, tore it into strips, moved to the entrance of the cave, and carefully bandaged his injured arm by starlight.

Soon the night passed, and the next morning, Yan Jingchen opened his sleepy eyes, looked at the corpse of the demon wolf that he hadn't had time to deal with last night, got up and found some rocks with sharp edges from outside the cave, and got busy.