The silver-white light shrouded Su Jiuming's body, turning from the outside to the inside, and the places where the silver-white light had shone were all restored to their original state.

"Boy, it's still too weak. ”

Faintly, a deep voice sounded in Su Jiuming's ears.

"You, who are you?"

The voice did not sound, but in front of Su Jiuming's eyes, a ball of silver-white light flashed, and after a few flashes, the figure of an old man appeared.

"Me? I wanted to ask you. Where did you get these two books on you?"

A gentle force lifted Su Jiuming, and Su Jiuming only felt refreshed, feeling that the breath of his life was back.

This old man has mysterious power, and he healed his injuries in an instant, and he is also a cultivator.

Bowing to the old man, Su Jiuming opened his mouth and thanked: "Thank you, old man, this book was left to me by my teacher." ”

Hearing this, the figure of the old man actually fluctuated, like a phantom.

"Could it be that this is the legendary primordial god?"

I remembered the record, if a cultivator cultivates to a certain extent, he can cultivate the Yuan Shen, and if the Yuan Shen is not destroyed, then this monk will not perish.

"Your teacher, where is he now?" the old man's tone could not hear a trace of emotion, but the fluctuating phantom could see the fluctuations in his heart.

"Alas, the teacher has been driving west some time ago. Thinking of the old teaching, Su Jiuming also missed it a little, after all, in the entire village, it is estimated that they are familiar with each other.

"He's dead, how could he die? yes, it's damned......"

The old man looked like he was crazy, and his mouth kept babbling.

"I'm not crazy. ”

Of course, I said this in my heart, and I was still extremely sad on the surface.

"Before the teacher left, he left only these two books. I wonder what the relationship between the old gentleman and the teacher is?"

The old man's phantom gradually stabilized, and with a gesture of his hand, the two books suddenly appeared in his hand. I saw a flame appear in the middle of the palm, and the strange thing was that the flame was white.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Su Jiuming hurriedly shouted, and pounced, but strangely passed through the old man's phantom.

"Since he left these things for you, you are his heir, this old fellow, it is estimated that he has also calculated, and he is still calculating when he is dead. The old man cursed a few words, and the flame in his hand became more and more vigorous.

"Listen, the old man's real name has long been forgotten, you just call me an old man, your unlucky master and I are close friends, and then separated for some reasons, since he is willing to give you this thing, it means that you are his heir. "The dust is a little empty, and a quaint picture scroll emerges from the flames.

"Now that this old fellow is dead, let me lead you now. ”

Su Jiuming was stunned for a moment, what kind of lead or not, this old man is not crazy.

"Why are you stunned? Kneel. ”

Adhering to the principle of putting the old man first, Su Jiuming bent his knees and knelt down in front of the old man, but he still couldn't help muttering in his heart, what is this old man going to do?

The scroll unfolded, but it was blank, and the old man held the scroll with words in his mouth.

"Boy, do you want to become a cultivator?"

These words were tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the brush slashed on Su Jiuming's head, which he also wanted in his dreams. What's more, the experience during this period of time has made him understand that this cultivation realm has beauty, but also extremely cruel, and the premise of having beauty is to have a strong cultivation.

"The boy willing. Su Jiuming's voice was serious,

He must be strong now, whether it is to protect himself or to roam freely in this world, he must be strong. I almost died today, all because I was too weak.

What's more, in his heart, there is a figure that has been deeply imprinted into it, and it probably can't be erased.

For the sake of these things, he must be strong, and the prerequisite for being strong is to become a cultivator.

"Let me ask you again, the road to cultivation is extremely difficult, the road ahead is extremely dangerous, and if you take a wrong step, you will be doomed, are you willing?" Chen Lao's tone was also extremely serious, Su Jiuming's choice was too important.

Taking a deep breath, Su Jiuming said calmly: "There is an old saying: when you hear the Tao, it is enough to die at night. Instead of a plain mortal life, why not be wanton and chic. Even if there is a lot of danger ahead. ”

"Okay, now that you've decided, there's no point of regret in the future. "After that, when Su Jiuming was a little older, a trace of his soul was pulled out.

The silk spirit burrowed into the picture scroll one by one, and the originally blank picture scroll slowly showed a figure, which was clearly Su Jiuming.

"As agreed, today I will pass on your "Taichu Sutra" to help you embark on the path of cultivation. ”

The scroll turned into a streamer of light, and it merged into Su Jiuming's body without the slightest hindrance. For a moment, Su Jiuming felt as if something was something more in his mind, but he couldn't perceive it.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he didn't know how long it had taken before Su Jiuming opened his eyes leisurely. The world in front of me was silvery white, except for an altar in the middle.

This altar looks extremely quaint, as if it has existed for a long time, and I don't know how long it has been since it has been in contact with a living person. As Su Jiuming approached, Su Jiuming could actually feel the slightest sense of pleasure or excitement on this altar.

In other words, the altar in front of you is alive?

Su Jiuming felt more and more that this world was becoming evil.

The figure of the old man suddenly appeared on this altar, holding it down with one hand, Su Jiuming suddenly couldn't feel the emotions emitted by the altar.

"It's been lonely for too long. ”

Elder Chen let out a long sigh, and a small tattered tower appeared in his hand, floating in front of Su Jiuming the next moment.

"What is this?"

"The primordial scriptures are all here, and whether you can attain enlightenment or not depends on your own creation. ”

In the beginning. What is the beginning?

The primordial is also the beginning of qi. At the beginning of the past, Xuanhuang was mixed, chaotic and unformed. If so, the outside does not look at the universe, and the inside does not know the beginning. At the beginning of the day, the road is also the same.

"What is Taichu?" Su Jiuming was undoubtedly the most puzzled, the tattered small tower continued to rotate around Su Jiuming, and between the rotations, it seemed that something had appeared.

In the tattered small tower, a trace of silver-white qi emanated, gradually enveloping Su Jiuming.

He suddenly thought of his mother, and a feeling of utter purity came over him, as if he had returned to his mother's womb, and an indescribable power appeared before he appeared.

"Is it the origin?".

Elder Chen was still standing on the altar, nodding towards Su Jiuming, with the same silver-white silk thread in his hand connecting Su Jiuming.

"The origin of life comes from the beginning, everything in the world is composed of the beginning, but the current world is difficult to find the beginning, the most important thing in the cultivation of the primordial sutra is the primordial qi, today, I help you step into the primordial sutra. ”