Monks, cultivation is life! However, there are also high and low noble and low, some people are born with the legendary superb heavenly spirit root, and they are born as supreme geniuses in cultivating immortals, and some people are just born mortals, and they don't even have the most inferior yellow-rank spiritual root, and there is no way to talk about cultivating immortals!

Zangfeng City, under the management of human beings for many years, has completely gained a firm foothold in the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, unlike most of the human cities on the mainland, a considerable number of residents in Zangfeng City are monks, and there are also mortals in the city, but most of them have a low status, and from the moment they are born, they are destined to spend the rest of their lives miserably! Those who are from better backgrounds can live a life of ordinary life without being enslaved by others, and maybe, there will be a good ending.

And those who come from ordinary backgrounds are almost destined to become other people's servants, and if they meet a kind master, they may not be so hard for a lifetime. But if you meet that kind of moody person, you will say that you have to know that one day you will be killed like a beast!

The classes in Zangfeng City are divided into three classes! Immortal cultivators, dogs, and finally mortals!

In the mortal circle of Zangfeng City, the most common sentence that people talk about is that in this Zangfeng City, people are not as good as dogs! Dogs can easily live, and people, maybe one day, will die quietly......

What about those immortal cultivators? They are immortals, and they have already escaped the realm of human beings!

Jiang Yiran has long been accustomed to these class divisions, the hardships of life, since the day he left home, he has tasted it all, and after many years of going to Zangfeng City, it may be the last time he is looking for a cemetery for himself to be buried, here, maybe it is the end of his short life!

Perhaps, there is not even a cemetery, maybe one day he will die, and he will die cleanly, and he will die quietly...... In the dead of night, when Jiang Yiran couldn't sleep, he often thought like this, and then stared at the moon outside the window in a daze: "If only I could go to the moon!"

Jiang Yiran is sixteen years old, on his sixteenth birthday, he went to the room on the mansion of the immortal master, stole a few steamed buns, and celebrated his birthday.

Jiang Yiran didn't know who his father and mother were, and he vaguely remembered their voices and smiles, why were they all blurred now? It was as if someone had blindfolded him, and he struggled desperately, but in the end it was all in vain!

Every time at this time, Jiang Yiran would be very sad and feel very sorry for his father. He often fantasizes about what would happen if he was at home? He must have married a daughter-in-law and had a big fat boy......

When Jiang Yiran thought of this, he would giggle by himself, until he was seen by others, and he had a nickname: "Fool!"

Jiang Yiran was bought by the Qingzhu Immortals, as for what he bought it for, Jiang Yiran didn't know, he just did some chores every day, chopping wood, carrying water, lighting fire, and that's it!

Of course, Jiang Yiran bought more than one child himself, but after so many years, only Jiang Yiran was left! Where did the other children go? Jiang Yiran didn't know, only that they never came back after being taken away by the Qingzhu Immortals, and he actually had a faint guess in his heart, but he just didn't want to believe it!

Those children are all dead! Died quietly, died cleanly, died without care......

Jiang Yiran has always been very afraid, very afraid that he will die so inexplicably. He used the reward money he usually saved to buy a dagger, and in the mattress of the sword hiding room, he had to sleep with that dagger every night, so that he could rest assured and fall asleep! And when he couldn't sleep, Jiang Yiran was thinking blankly, what if he died quietly one day? Thinking about it, he likes to look at the moon, the moon is so beautiful, if there are people living on it, then they should be very happy, at this time, Jiang Yiran has a special impulse, he wants to go up to the moon!

Jiang Yiran can't go to the moon after all, he's just a mortal! What about immortals? Immortals should be able to, but Jiang Yiran has lived in Zangfeng City for so long, and he hasn't seen any immortals fly to the moon, and he has never heard of it!

Jiang Yiran occasionally looks back on his short life, looking back, he feels a little regretful, he seems to have experienced everything, and it seems that he has not experienced anything, this life is quite complicated and quite a failure. Jiang Yiran thought that if there was an afterlife, he didn't want to be a person anymore, he could do anything, just don't be a person, it's too difficult to be a person!

Jiang Yiran remembered that when his father and mother sent him away, he smiled very happily. He was crying, his father and mother were laughing, and there was a bad old man with white hair and a serious expression, not to say that he was born with a pure yang body, and he wanted to let himself go back to the sect with him and become his apprentice!

But after arriving at the bad old man's sect, a group of stinky and shameless bad old men came and put their hands on him, and let themselves touch a shiny little stone! That little stone was very beautiful, and now Jiang Yiran thought it was very good-looking! The bad old man said that he would give it to himself when he touched the stone, but after he finished wiping it, he kicked himself away! He said that he had no spiritual root, he couldn't cultivate immortals, and he wasted such a good pure yang body!

I'm going to go to your uncle's head, I deceived my master, I didn't give away the good little stones! I also deceived my master into this ghost place where birds don't!

Then Jiang Yiran's next life was to chop wood, carry water, and burn the fire as companions, and he was not allowed to eat until he was finished! The worst time, Jiang Yiran didn't eat a bite for three whole days, and he was so hungry that he drank bitterly from the water tank filled with water!

Speaking of which, the work done in the Qingzhu Immortal is also his old job, so it can be regarded as handy, while the other children who don't know where they were abducted and trafficked from are not good, and they will not be able to do it for a long time and lie on the ground motionless, like a dead dog!

Whenever this happens, Jiang Yiran laughs at that person, and sometimes he suddenly realizes that isn't this what he used to be? Speaking of which, he is also like a dog!

Yesterday morning, the Qingzhu Immortal called Jiang Yiran, saying that there was a way to make Jiang Yiran, a mortal, open the immortal gate and open the road of cultivating immortals, Jiang Yiran was very enthusiastic and happy on the surface, but in private, he pouted secretly: "Lie to the master again, if you can cultivate immortals, the master will still be here to chat with you and help you watch the firewood?" Although he secretly slandered himself, he still had to get by on the surface, he was still eating the food of the Qingzhu Immortal, and the Qingzhu Immortal was an immortal cultivator, so he couldn't break with him, otherwise beware of his life!"

Although his life was about to be lost, the Qingzhu Immortal asked Jiang Yiran to go to a place with him, and if he listened to his instructions, he could start the road of cultivating immortals!

Jiang Yiran silently agreed, it was useless not to agree. Not only him, but also a companion realized that something was wrong, so he ran away!

Qingzhu Immortal doesn't have many friends, and he likes to pull a few of their children around when he has nothing to do on weekdays, and Jiang Yiran has learned a lot about cultivating immortals.

For example, it's not that mortals can't cultivate immortals, they only need an artificial spiritual root to open the immortal gate and open the road to cultivating immortals! But the artificial spiritual root is very expensive, and the Qingzhu immortals can't afford it, and ordinary small sects can't afford it!

When he heard this, Jiang Yiran couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart: "It turns out that the bad old man who fooled me back then was a member of the garbage sect, and he was so tall and tall to tell me! The most important thing is that the little master was actually deceived by him! Alas, it's still strange that the little master was too young back then!"

It won't be long before Jiang Yiran is going to set off with the Qingzhu Immortals, and it is very likely that he will never return!

Jiang Yiran had something? He thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was only one broken dagger, although it was sharpened by him, but it could not cause fatal damage to the immortals!

He needs something that can inflict lethal damage on the immortals!

This kind of thing only has poison! enough poison to poison an immortal!

There is an old shop run by a bad old man, and there is a plaque at the door, which reads, "Medicine does not pay for death"!

The bad old man has messy white hair, a red rosacea nose, and he looks like he can't wake up all day long, Jiang Yiran has a good time with him!

The pharmacy was very deserted, and Jiang Yiran once asked the bad old man why he didn't change the plaque, how could anyone come with the word written on it!

The old man smiled slightly, and said mysteriously: "There is a true meaning in this!"

"What does it mean?" Jiang Yiran asked.

The old man smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "It's wonderful!

At that time, Jiang Yiran was so angry! What kind of mystery was pretending, at that time, he really wanted to press the old man's messy bird's nest to blast the hammer a hundred times, a hundred times! In the end, he held back. The bad old man is too old, old and bad, and it is not good if he is not beaten, and it is not good if he is broken!

When Jiang Yiran came to the pharmacy with the plaque that said, "Medicine kills people don't pay for their lives," he pushed open the door and walked in.

Jiang Yiran was a little curious, and wanted to ask, thinking of the old man's characteristic of keeping everything secret, he didn't have the heart to do it again!

After entering the store, Jiang Yiran fixed his eyes, and sure enough, the old man was really sleeping!

He walked up to the old man and poked the old man's nest with his fingers, but there was no response!

Jiang Yiran increased his strength and poked again, but there was still no response!

Jiang Yiran was full of blue and black lines: "This old man sleeps so deeply! I'm really afraid that a thief will come in and steal all his things?" As for why this old man hasn't recruited a thief for so long, Jiang Yiran doesn't know, and can only attribute it to the fact that the old man is too poor for thieves to bear to steal!

Jiang Yiran leaned on the old man's ear, grabbed his ear, and roared hard, the old man woke up slowly, when he saw clearly that the person who came was Jiang Yi and then: "Oh, it's Yiran, why are you here again!"

Jiang Yiran grabbed the old man's collar, lifted him up, and said viciously: "What's the matter? I can't come yet?" The old man's body is very light, like cotton!

The old man gently poked Jiang Yiran's hand holding his collar, and said unhurriedly: "You let me go first, if you have anything to say slowly, you should change your urgency!"

Jiang Yiran was speechless, what do you call him an anxious child, it's obvious that the old man is too slow!

Jiang Yiran gently put Jiang Yiran back in his place, for fear of stumbling over him, and then said, "Give me something!"

The old man didn't even glance at Jiang Yiran: "I haven't paid for the medicine last time!"

Jiang Yiran rolled his eyes: "Pay next time, count it until next time, I'll give it to you next time!"

"Over the years, you have said that you will pay next time many times, and I have heard it many times, however, I haven't seen you for a penny!" the old man glanced at Jiang Yiran and said lightly.