At the foot of Yujing Mountain, the beginning of winter, the white fog is like ice, and the biting cold.

In the pavilion next to him, two young Taoist priests rubbed their hands, looking at the ice cubes hanging under the cornices like knives and swords, and the thick arms of the arrows.

One person couldn't help but complain: "This ghost weather, it's really fucking cold in winter this year, and I don't know if there will be demon beasts, so I should let that group of outer court disciples come to guard the mountain gate and exercise them!"

Another Taoist priest glanced at him and sneered: "Look at you like that, at the foot of my Yujing Mountain, not to mention demon beasts, even if it is a demon clan, as long as you dare to appear, you will immediately be strangled by the Yingtian Sword Array, and your soul will be scattered, and you are also self-conscious, but you are also a disciple of Xuantian God, and you are still a disciple of Xuantian God, how embarrassing is it to compare with that group of children." ”

The complaining young Taoist priest suddenly blushed when he heard this, and soon couldn't help but sigh: "Sun Chongyang of the outer courtyard is only eighteen years old, and he has cultivated the "Xuantian Gong" that I sent to build the foundation to the seventh layer, and he can already try to open up the dantian, give birth to his own vitality, and worship the inner courtyard, but I heard that this person's morale is quite high, and he received the elder's demon slaying order yesterday, and he had to kill a demon beast to come back before entering the inner courtyard, so as to get the mental formula of the eighth to tenth layers of the "Xuantian Gong" in advance. ”

"Yes, those disciples who have no talent have long been eliminated, and those who can come to my Xuantian Dao are mostly children and teenagers from the surrounding towns, and every few years there are a few talented people who can practice their own vitality before the age of 30, so as to break away from the outer courtyard and enter the inner gate, which is also my Dao Sect to help the world, eh! Look at this new disciple after the beginning of winter!"

The two Taoist priests immediately refreshed themselves, straightened out their robes, smoothed out their wrinkles, stepped out of the pavilion in a few steps, stood in front of the door, and stared into the distance.

The white fog is hazy, the wheels of the car are turning, the mountain road is rugged, the carriage is bumpy, creaking, Wang Qingyuan opened his tired eyes, only felt sore, he looked into the distance, there are green mountains and hidden fog, especially a mountain peak is majestic, shaped like a pillar of heaven, the momentum is majestic, and it is driven into the nine heavens.

This is Xuantian Peak, has it finally arrived at Yujing Mountain?

"Prince Wang, the old slave is sent to this step. ”

The voice sounded, Wang Qingyuan got up and looked at an old man with a thin figure with a goatee and gentle eyes next to the carriage.

"Old gentleman, please go back, thank you for escorting you all the way, Qingyuan will remember it in his heart. ”

Wang Qingyuan hugged his fists, the old man is an old man in the family, and it can be said that he is an elder who has watched him grow up since he was a child, and he should be respected.

Looking at the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him, the old man was reluctant in his heart, and said again: "The second son doesn't have to be polite, Xuantian Dao is a big faction in Zhongzhou, Xuantian swordsmanship, the Quartet Emperor Sword and the Five Elements Fist are famous all over the world, this generation of Donghua Dao people is even more cultivated, feathered and ascended to immortals, and the world admires, as long as the second son practices hard, he may not be able to get the true inheritance, the Taoist Jindan, and then the world Kyushu can follow you!"

Wang Qingyuan was silent, the old man turned his horse's head and paused: "Second son, take care." ”

With a slight stunned gaze, Wang Qingyuan sensed the familiar qi on the spiritual platform, which was the seed that appeared in his mind when he first came to this world, and it could also be said to be the root of his crossing. After a few breaths, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he has been in this world for fifteen years, he also knows something about this world, and he also knows the existence of various immortal miracles. Naturally, his heart was also full of yearning for cultivation. He stopped thinking about his past life and walked to the pavilion in front of him.

After half a burnt incense, in front of the pavilion, two Taoist priests took Wang Qingyuan's voucher, read it carefully, and waited until they saw the seal, then they looked Wang Qingyuan up and down, "Keep up, enter the outer courtyard of Hun Tian Peak!" Without waiting for Wang Qingyuan's words, the two Taoist priests turned around, crossed the long pavilion, and walked along a mountain road.

Wang Qingyuan tightened the robe on his body, and had to catch up quickly.

Armillary Peak......

This is a mountain peak located in Yujing Mountain, there are rocky rocks, there are clear springs and waterfalls, a blue lake swallows the sun and the moon, and on the shore, there are more than 100 courtyards scattered around.

"Uncle Jingshou, this is the entry certificate, and the new disciple Wang Qingyuan brought it. ”

The two Taoist priests took Wang Qingyuan to the only bamboo building on the shore, where a middle-aged Taoist priest was already standing, with some goatees, pale face, and a pair of eyes shining. Different from the gray Taoist robes worn by the two young Taoist priests, this middle-aged Taoist priest was dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, and the fabric was much better, and in the sun, you could see the mulberry silk mixed in it.

Hun Tianfeng, one of the six branches of Xuantian Dao to accommodate the outer disciples, the middle-aged Taoist priest is quiet, and he is also the deacon of the outer courtyard who is responsible for the disciples of this branch of Xuantian Dao, has built the foundation to open the sky, the Dao base is eight turns, hooking up the vitality of heaven and earth, a body of vitality is like a big river rushing, unstoppable, it is the strong one among the outer deacons, as long as you practice hard, the Dao base is nine turns, and then the dragon and tiger will meet.

Although this Jingshou deacon only cast the Dao foundation, the two young Taoist priests did not dare to have the slightest neglect and contempt, looking at the entire Zhongzhou, millions of people, how many monks practiced the Fa hard, but among the hundred people, it is already commendable that one person can successfully build a foundation, open up the dantian, and connect the heavens and the earth.

It can be said that even if it is just a monk who has initially cultivated his own vitality, in Kyushu, seventy-two counties, and more than 100 counties in the Hongmeng world, he can also become a leading figure in a county, if he marries a wife and has children, after a hundred years, he can barely be called a family of cultivators.

His eyes swept over the voucher casually, and the middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Wang Qingyuan quietly, without the slightest emotion, and then looked at the two young Taoist priests, frowned, and said: "Go back, "Xuantian Gong" talks about homeopathy, and the Five Elements Fist is heavy and accumulating, which means that the sea is tolerant of all rivers, and the situation is advantageous, rather than pure forbearance and concession, and do not make changes. ”

"Yes, Uncle Jingshou. ”

The two young Taoist priests were stunned for a moment, and their faces were flushed, but they didn't expect that the always strict Jing Shou would suddenly say this to them, and the two of them hurriedly turned around and retreated, and even their steps were a little out of order.

On the shore, in a particularly dilapidated thatched house in the corner, Wang Qingyuan was cleaning the house.

The middle-aged Taoist priest quietly ignored it, and just threw over two thin booklets, one with "Xuantian Gong" written on the cover, and the other was "Tao Jing", and the note was the eighth volume of the forty-nine "Tao Jing", the medicine stone chapter.

"Every day, I will practice the cultivation of the first to seventh layers of the "Xuantian Gong", and go into the mountains to find the corresponding herbs according to the "Tao Sutra" medicine stone chapter, which is what you must do every day, and there will be a punishment for the last person who picks the medicine every month. Remember, starting tomorrow, you only have three days to recuperate and get started, memorize the Tao Sutra, and start entering the mountain after three days. ”

Jing Shou's voice was very flat, and after speaking, he turned around and left directly, there was no doubt that for a while, only Wang Qingyuan's own slightly rapid breathing was left in the hut.