The land of China, countless peaks and mountains, 5,000 years of human civilization history, in this ancient land has left countless myths and legends, has always been about immortality, flying to the sky, destroying the world between the gods and immortals, demons and monsters are talked about by people.

But since the disappearance of the immortals, the retreat of demons and monsters, the world is occupied by mortals, birth, old age, sickness and death have become the shackles of mortals, so mortals have a death to the end of their lives, but the world is evil to die and love life, there is the saying of the underworld Yama, and it has added a lot of bitterness, from this, those mortals who are not willing to be mediocre have opened the prelude to the road of seeking immortality and looking for miracles of immortals, and these people continue to this day, known as cultivators.

Human beings are the first of all things, and they are the primates of all things, although they are far worse than jackals, tigers and leopards in terms of physique, but for 5,000 years, they have been pursuing immortality. Under the idea of flying to the sky, countless people with lofty ideals, devoted their whole lives to hard exploration, until today, although they have not reached the true sense of immortality, but there are some cultivators, comprehending the changes of heaven and earth, with the body of a mortal master of extremely strong power, the strength is enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and even some profound predecessors, the legend has lived for thousands of years without dying, so the people in the world think that they have become immortals, so there are more people in the land of Shenzhou for thousands of years to devote themselves to the road of cultivating the truth. Until a hundred years ago, there were countless sects of cultivation popular in the land of Shenzhou, although the Taoism was different, but there was only one purpose: immortality.

The land of China, vast and boundless, only the land of Zhongzhou, full of spiritual energy, cultivators, mortals gather here, and the southeast and northwest edges, the conditions are harsh and harsh, the mountains and rivers are treacherous, the aura is thin, the cultivators are not willing to set foot in, so the fierce beasts and birds of prey, the miasma and poison, most of them are hidden here, very few of them are favored by heaven and earth, swallowing the light of the sun and the moon, cultivating into a human form, mana to the sky, and cultivating into the demons and spirits in the mouth of mortals. Therefore, Shenzhou is vast and infinitely magical.

"Grandpa, you still believe in these strange powers, and the development of modern science and technology is no less than those legendary things. ”

The seventeen or eight-year-old boy was bored playing with the jade pendant in his hand and said indifferently.

"There are gods and spirits in the head, it's okay not to believe it, but you have to maintain a sense of reverence for ghosts and gods, you are still young, so you naturally don't understand these things. Beside Xiao Tong, an old man said slowly.

"Besides, the events of a hundred years ago are not very far away from now, if there really are those immortals, it is impossible that there is no record at all. The boy retorted.

The old man glanced at Xiao Tong kindly, but there was a sadness in his heart, Yun'er's illness may only be cured by those immortals, but as long as he is happy and happy for the rest of his life, I can be regarded as having an explanation for his father.

Seeing that his grandfather no longer spoke, there was even a trace of loss in his eyes, and the little boy thought that he had made his grandfather sad, and then said obediently: "Grandpa, then you should tell me what happened a hundred years ago, and why those strange forces did not leave any clues." ”

Grandpa patted the boy on the head and said, "Maybe it's war, maybe it's God's curse, as for why, I don't know, but they do exist, because grandpa once had the privilege of witnessing an ancient scroll, which recorded in detail what was still there a hundred years ago, but unfortunately the scroll turned into ashes and disappeared after I finished reading it." ”

"Really?" Grandpa's words seemed to really arouse the child's interest: "Grandpa, grandpa, then tell me about it." ”

"Okay" The old man nodded, looking at the sky outside the window, and recalled what was recorded in the ancient scroll at that time.

Immortals, Buddhas and demons gather in Zhongzhou, and demons and ghosts are scattered in the wilderness.

Thousands of years of cultivation and development, the land of Shenzhou will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time.

The so-called Immortal Dao Buddha and Demon Gathering in Zhongzhou refers to the four major schools in Zhongzhou.

The first place is the Sword Immortal Sect, this sect of cultivators enter the Tao with swords, the exercises are fierce, and those in the same realm have few opponents. In second place is the Yin-Yang Taoist sect, which is the birthplace of Taoism. The third Buddha, the Buddha Sect, is the leader of all the Buddhas in the world. The fourth is the notorious Heavenly Demon Sect, which gathers the most evil demonic cultivators in the world. Although these four factions are divided into good and evil, they all pursue immortality, and the sects are all located in the deep mountains, and they rarely pay attention to the affairs of the world, so they are naturally unknown.

"What about the goblins, grandpa. The boy listened, but the old man stopped abruptly and did not say any more.

The old man shook his head helplessly, and said, "Yun'er, it has been more than forty years since I was fortunate enough to see that ancient scroll, and my grandfather has forgotten all about it. ”

Yun'er shook her head regretfully, put down the jade pendant in her hand, and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to do my homework, if you think about it in the future, remember to tell me about it." ”

The old man nodded, and said lovingly: "Go ahead, remember not to work too hard, and ask Aunt Chen to get you some fruit when you are tired." ”

The boy nodded obediently and turned to leave.

When the old man saw the little boy walk out, he sighed helplessly, and his heart was full of mixed feelings: Yun'er, it's not that grandpa forgot the content behind, it's just ......

"Bell bell bell ......"

The old man glanced at the mobile phone on the table, and when he saw the number displayed on the screen, the whole person instantly became excited.

picked up the phone, and an extremely vicissitudes of life came from a male voice inside: "Old Sun, come to Mount Tai quickly." ”

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In the golden autumn season, there are quite a lot of tourists in Mount Tai, the mountain road is crowded with people, and the shops under the mountain are even more overcrowded, but there is a teahouse that is extremely quiet, except for the owner of the store, the Nuoda teahouse is empty, and it looks out of place in the whole scenic spot.

The boss quietly played with the teacup in his hand, his eyes had to glance out of the door from time to time, and the whole person looked very lazy, until a retro Rolls-Royce appeared in his sight, he hurriedly cheered up and walked out quickly.

The Rolls-Royce stopped, the driver opened the back door, and an old man got out of the car through the back door.

This person is the grandfather of that Yun'er.

"Elder Sun, come on, you asked Lao Xing to investigate the matter and have already reached an eyebrow, Yun'er's illness is ......," the teahouse owner said excitedly.

After the old man made a silent gesture, the two entered the teahouse.

After looking around for a week, the owner closed the door and hung up a sign that was closing.

"How things are going. When the old man entered the house, he asked in a hurry.

"Old Sun, don't worry, Lao Xing is on his way. The teahouse owner said after pouring a cup of tea for Sun Lao.

"Where did he go?" asked Elder Sun.

"Kunlun Mountain, Sun Lao, when Lao Xing arrives, you can ask him in person. The teahouse owner said.

"Kunlun Mountain, the birthplace of Taoism?" the old man asked excitedly.

"Exactly!" At this moment, the extremely vicissitudes of the male voice on the phone came again.

Sun Lao followed the voice and looked at the back door of the teahouse, only to see a burly figure, but an extremely handsome man came from the back door.

This man was dressed in dust, and walked straight to the opposite side of Sun Lao, without procrastinating, and said directly: "Sun Lao, there is hope for Yun'er's illness!"

"Hope?" Old Sun's eyes lit up.

"I saw the Fairy Trail in Kunlun Mountain. ”