Cultivating the Immortal Dao, cultivating the Demon Dao, and refining the Demon Dao. On the Shenhuang Continent, a three-legged trend has been formed. Every once in a while, a conflict breaks out between the three Taoist sects.

Dazzling fairy magic, monstrous magic skills, strange and unpredictable magic skills. Every battle is full of casualties, and the immortal weapon refined by Feng Yazi is a killing weapon in the immortal war. Several battles have weakened the backbone of the three Taoist sects, so an unwritten rule has been silently running among the three Taoist sects.

The immortal path was divided into a pure land, and a sect was established on the pure land and became the immortal realm. The Demon Daoist obtained the Nine Shadows and the Ice and Fire Island, and became a follower. The Demon Refiner has occupied the two demonic lands of the Death Mountain and the Undead Swamp to reproduce.

As long as it is not a major conflict, the three Dao sects do not care, and no one wants to fall in the cultivation world war. As a result, it has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and the Demon Dao has become particularly low-key, and the Demon Refining Dao has been in the two major demon lands for a long time, and it has been gradually forgotten by people. The immortal realm opened up by cultivating immortals has become a sacred land that people yearn for.

Immortal cultivators can call the wind and rain. Immortal cultivators can live forever. These two points alone have made mortals very excited. A large number of immortal cultivation sects soon rose on the Shenhuang Continent, pushing the cultivation wind of the entire continent to a new high.

This ethos lasted for hundreds of years before it dissipated. Because most of the sects have cultivators with greedy and evil thoughts, they don't care about the so-called morality and immortal wind. As long as it is what you want, you will rely on your supernatural powers to forcibly take it away. When you meet the same cultivators, if you don't agree with each other, you will have a big fight. What's even more infuriating is that after the two fight, they will go to their respective sects to find helpers, causing sect wars. After the sect war was launched, they each looked for a relationship, triggering a war in the cultivation world.

As soon as the cultivation world war was triggered, although it was not as tragic as the immortal demon war, these secular realm cultivators took very little care compared to the former, and the mortality rate of mortals in the war greatly increased. Later, the immortal world couldn't stand it anymore, and took action to destroy a few troublesome sects before the cultivation world quieted down.

After the cultivation world that had quieted down saw the real immortals make a move, they were all greatly envious, and they all began to retreat and cultivate one by one, rarely appearing in the lives of ordinary people. After another period of time, people gradually forgot that the word immortal cultivation was even less known.

But there is one person who is an outsider.

There is a small village on the edge of the forest for hundreds of miles, and because it is so old, the people in the village have forgotten the name of the village. Later, some people simply called the village an ancient village, and outside of this column, he was a teenager in the ancient village.

In a small courtyard, there are several verdant fruit trees. At this time, it is the peach blossom season in March, and a few unknown good-looking birds on the fruit trees are chirping.

In the hut in the courtyard, a fat boy was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed. There was a trace of white gas on his body, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the young man's face showed a look of pain, and his teeth were clenched. If you look closely, you will see that a thin layer of black mud oozes from the fat boy's skin. In order to force out this layer of black mud, the young man has closed his eyes and crossed his knees for nearly five hours.

"Still can't do it. The fat boy opened his eyes, sighed, and said to himself: "Although the bloodline has awakened and I know the method of luck, this foundation building is a bit too difficult." Today, it has been two full years, and less than a tenth of the impurities have been forced out. ”

The fat boy got out of bed, and he got up before dawn to do his luck, and it was almost noon by now. "If foundation building is so slow, then when will you be able to enter the realm of cultivating immortals? Could it be that it is not right for me to cultivate according to the exercises in my bloodline? But the last cultivator only took two months to complete the foundation building. I wouldn't be born a waste material, would I? If it was a waste material, it would be a bit unreasonable, after all, when I was three years old, my bloodline awakened and I already knew that I was a descendant of Pangu. ”

The descendants of Pangu are gifted, and they are omniscient and omniscient in cultivating immortals. The fat boy recalled these eight words in his mind, looked up to the sky and sighed, maybe the time has not come.

"Chirp~Chirp~" Two bird calls came from outside the wall, and the fat boy smiled and said, "Huazi is here." After simply wiping the black mud off his body, tidying up his clothes, the fat boy walked out of the door.

"Fatty. A young man in coarse cloth clothes saw the fat boy and said with a smile: "Why is it a little slow today?" ”

"I just practiced, I felt a little bit, and I practiced for a while. The fat boy patted Huazi on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, go to the back mountain." Today I will teach you a set of formulas, which guarantee that after you learn it, you will be better than before. ”

Hua Zi smiled shyly and said, "Liang Muzhong, I've been practicing with you for almost a year, and I don't have any special reactions." I fought with the tiger head in the village, and I didn't win. ”

The fat boy pretended to be profound, and said, "That's because you don't have to practice, let me ask you, Qi conduction double veins, floating two acupoints, Shen Dantian, what's the next sentence?"

Huazi raised his head and thought for a long time, smiled awkwardly, and shook his head. Liang Muzhong (chong) sighed and said, "Hey, my Liang Muzhong's best brother, there is only one, and that is you Zhang Hua." If you don't practice the mantra I taught you carefully, how can you follow me to the Ethereal Peak to find a wine sword immortal to apprentice and cultivate immortals in the future?"

Zhang Hua knew Liang Muzhong's kindness, and said slightly apologetically: "Fatty, I know that you are for my good, not only taught me to read, but also told me to repair..."

"Shh~" Before Zhang Hua could say anything, Liang Muzhong's hand blocked Zhang Hua's mouth, and with a hint of reproach, he said: "Be careful that the wall has ears, this is not a trivial matter." ”

Zhang Hua looked around, except for a few old trees and a well, what else was there? Just as Zhang Hua hesitated, Liang Muzhong had already walked towards the back mountain. The back mountain is a treasure land for two people, and legend has it that there were monsters in the back mountain that appeared and ate two people, so the people in the village did not dare to go to the back mountain anymore, and listed the back mountain as a forbidden place.

Liang Muzhong was at odds with Zhang Hua and the tiger head in the village, and every time he was bullied by the tiger head and his group, others were afraid that there would be monsters in the back mountain, but who was Liang Muzhong? Liang Muzhong asked himself if he was a descendant of Pangu, so naturally he would not take the monster matter to heart, and in this way, the back mountain became the base of the two.

There is a cliff in the back mountain, and the empty flat land on the cliff is where the two teenagers usually practice 'martial arts', and the scars on the trees on the side look a little old. Inside, there is a cave, with stone tables, stone benches, candles, worn iron blades, sticks, and a bag of dry food.

Liang Muzhong and Zhang Hua are very satisfied with their base, and almost every two days, they will come here to play. Now seventeen years old, Zhang Hua has grown from a child to a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a face like a knife. And Liang Muzhong was more depressed and became a fat boy.

"Huazi, after my many times of cultivation, today is the thirtieth time to force out the impurities in my body. With a hint of success, Liang Muzhong explained to Zhang Hua the details and experience of building the foundation, and Zhang Hua nodded from time to time, and finally Liang Muzhong asked: "Huazi, how many times have you forced out impurities?"

Zhang Hua heard Liang Muzhong's inquiry, hesitated for a moment, and said, "A few more times than you, probably more than forty." ”

When Liang Muzhong heard this, he exclaimed, "What? You have been forced out more than forty times?"

"Hmm... Fatty, don't be discouraged, it should be that you are fatter and have a little more groceries. Zhang Hua comforted embarrassedly.

"I....Huazi, how many impurities do you feel like you've forced out now?" Liang Muzhong asked the doubts in his heart, and looked at Zhang Hua with thoughtful eyes.

"I think it's a third. Zhang Hua's face was full of confusion, but Liang Muzhong on the side was surprised.

"A third ... You cultivated a year later than me, and you actually discharged one-third of the impurities, did you change your cultivation method?" Liang Muzhong couldn't figure it out, how could the cultivation method he handed over to Zhang Hua be faster than his own foundation building.

"It's that set of exercises, it could be you..."

"Okay, don't say it, I know, call me fat. Liang Muzhong interrupted Zhang Hua's words and fell into deep thought. When the bloodline awakened, he knew about the existence of immortal cultivators. And as he grew older, the exercises of building the foundation also came to mind two years ago, and Liang Muzhong began to practice according to the exercises. After practicing for a year, after confirming that there was no problem with the exercises, Liang Muzhong told Zhang Hua the exercises and asked him to practice together. According to the exercises, the requirements for building a foundation have nothing to do with body shape? Is it really because you are too fat?

When Liang Muzhong fell into deep thought, Zhang Hua ran the exercises cross-legged on the spot. In this way, the two teenagers were in the open space of the back mountain, one pondering and the other practicing. Unconsciously a black wind came from the east side, and there was a monster in the shape of a tiger head in the black wind. The big tiger head stood tall and strong, and although it was in human form, the hair on its body had not yet retreated. After the tiger head monster saw the two teenagers on the ground, it spit out a black wind from its mouth and attacked Liang Muzhong and Zhang Hua. Zhang Hua and Liang Muzhong didn't have time to react, so they didn't know what to do.

In a cave deep in the mountains, the two teenagers couldn't help but be silent. Zhang Hua cried with a sad face, Liang Muzhong had an indifferent expression, and his eyes kept looking at the monster in front of him: "You are the monster in the rumors in the back mountain? You captured us from the back mountain, I guess you have reached the transformation stage, right?"

The so-called transformation refers to the demon beast through its own penance for many years, after the demon power grows to a certain level, there will be two choices, one is to transform into a shape, disperse the power of penance, and turn into a human form, so that you can cultivate immortals and get supernatural powers. The other is demon refining, which is different from the demon refining Dao, the demon beast's own demon refining will not dissipate mana, and its strength will also increase dramatically, and its lifespan can also increase, but the only drawback is that it can't live with heaven and earth like immortal cultivators, and live forever.

"You know, your practice like this is slow. Even if you absorb the essence of the two of us today, the increased mana can be said to be equivalent to nothing for you at present. The demonic power required to transform is far above this. ”

Liang Muzhong relied on the records of demon beasts in his bloodline memory and said, "Even if you absorb all the essence of the nearby villagers, it is far from enough. And you don't dare to do that. Many villagers disappear for no reason, which will attract the attention of immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators' favorite is the Demon Pill. After Liang Muzhong finished saying this, he began to observe the tiger monster's reaction. In fact, he was also beating a rattle in his heart, hoping that his words would work.

To Liang Muzhong's disappointment, the tiger-headed monster did not make a sound, but looked at the two silently. The huge tiger head itself did not meet the standards of human expression, and Liang Muzhong naturally couldn't tell what the tiger head monster was thinking. However, a small life mattered, since the tiger demon did not react, indicating that he was already thinking about his words, Liang Muzhong continued:

"I know how to make you transform as soon as possible, after all, for you demons, cultivating immortals is really a difficult thing, once you transform, it is like a phoenix nirvana, everything has to start anew. But if you follow the method I came up with in the future, maybe you can keep your mana out after you transform into a shape. ”

Liang Muzhong said here, the tiger-headed monster's eyes began to shine, and the mana that could transform into a shape would not be dispersed, which was definitely very tempting for the demon beast cultivator, regardless of whether it was true or not, it was always worth a try. After a moment of silence, the tiger monster said in a stiff language, "You....are.. Who... Call... Name. ”

Liang Mu saw that the tiger demon had begun to accept it in his heart, knowing that his life had been saved, if he was a descendant of Pangu, he had not yet begun to cultivate into an immortal and crisscross the immortal realm, and he would die in the hands of a small tiger demon, he would really be depressed to death. Liang Muzhong smiled faintly, and said with a very kind expression on his face: "My name is Liang Muzhong, and his name is Zhang Hua." ”

The tiger-headed monster said slowly: "Liang... Same... You.. Miscellaneous... Law?"

Zhang Hua on the side widened his eyes and looked at the fat man beside him, this is too good to live, right? But anyway, it seems that the little life has been saved at the moment, and everything is left to you fat man anyway.

Liang Muzhong stood up, walked to the entrance of the cave, and said, "Come with me, the cave is too dark to see clearly." When the tiger monster heard this, he followed him out. Zhang Hua also came out of the cave, and when he came out to see, Zhang Hua was shocked, what a high mountain this is, and he can't see the bottom at all.

Liang Mu pointed to the southwest and said, "In the southwest of the Shenhuang Continent, there is an ethereal peak, where the spiritual energy is abundant, and it is a dream place for immortal cultivators. Born in the six realms of reincarnation, in the past life, the penance of cultivation has achieved the positive results of this life, but there are only a hundred years of vicissitudes, and only by cultivating immortals can we get rid of the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation. ”

The tiger head monster nodded at the huge tiger head, and Liang Muzhong continued: "If you want to transform into a shape, the Ethereal Peak is undoubtedly a good place, but ordinary people can't go up to the Ethereal Peak. ”

Looking at the questioning look of the tiger head monster, Liang Mu continued: "Because there is a master in the Ethereal Peak, the Wine Sword Immortal, as long as there is him in the others, he can't enter. No one else can get in, but we can get in. The Wine Sword Immortal has been enlightened for many years, but he can't smash the void, and he is always one step away from the realm of transforming immortals. Only I can help him smash the void. ”

The tiger monster pondered for a moment and said, "What... Why.. Go"

Liang Muzhong paused and said, "Two years, in two years, we will go to the Ethereal Peak." In fact, it wasn't that Liang Muzhong didn't want to go to the Ethereal Peak, but that he had cultivated for two years before he forced out one-tenth of the impurities, which made him rarely depressed as a legacy of Pangu. The cultivation of the Wine Sword Immortal must be able to see that he is special, and at least he can go after he has successfully built the foundation.

Zhang Hua rode on the back of a tiger, the mountains and forests and trees retreated like flying, and Liang Muzhong's expression was indifferent, as if everything had long been taken for granted. For Liang Muzhong's eloquence, Zhang Hua was convinced today, not only escaped from the hands of the tiger demon, but also let the tiger demon turn into a tiger and send the two of them back to the ancient village.

Now sitting on the back of a tiger, Zhang Hua felt the benefits of cultivating immortals for the first time. In the past, it was just to listen to immortality, calling for wind and rain. Now that he is sitting on the back of a tiger and flying back to the ancient village, not to mention how excited Zhang Hua is. The village is getting closer, and the sky is already approaching the sunset. Liang Muzhong and Zhang Hua said goodbye at the entrance of the village and went home.