Emei Mountain in Xishu stretches for thousands of miles, the aura is abundant, the scenery is strange, the deep forest and valley, there are many dragons and snakes, the inaccessible track, the first major faction of the immortal road in the Xiuzhen world - Emei faction, is located here.

Emei Ningbi cliff top, bluestone courtyard.

Dozens of Emei junior disciples are meticulously practicing the Five Birds Refining Shape Fist, swallowing and practicing qi.

These disciples walked vigorously and violently, and the fists of tigers, bears, cranes, apes, and deer made them superb, and the fist wind whistled, making bursts of whirring air vibrations, showing a strong foundation and good skills.

However, at this time, in the corner of the corridor in the courtyard, a handsome young man in a coarse cloth green shirt pretended to be cleaning the aisle, but his eyes secretly aimed at the middle of the field from time to time, as if he was secretly learning martial arts.

"People say, 'the world cultivates the truth out of Shu Mountain, Shu Mountain cultivates really Emei', Emei as the first Xiuzhen faction in the Shu Mountain world really lives up to its reputation, and the art of practicing qi and breathing is really mysterious, just imitating the actions of tigers, bears, cranes, apes, these beasts and birds, and can evolve so many moves from it, if it weren't for my good brain, amazing memory, I'm afraid I really don't remember so many complex and changeable moves. Han Cheng secretly smacked his tongue in his heart.

It turned out that he was not the indigenous inhabitant of this world, and his soul in his previous life was an archaeologist in New China, who had died because of the car accident, and when the soul consciousness was about to dissipate, a strange bead that had just been excavated from the tomb in his hand suddenly shone brightly, wrapped his soul, tore open the space crack, and came to the world of "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" of the lord of the Pearl Building.

The original owner of the body was a Taoist boy of the Emei faction, specializing in logistics services such as cleaning the courtyard, chopping firewood for cooking, and serving tea and water.

There are a total of twenty-five elders in the Emei faction, of which half of them are the descendants of the previous generation of the head of the sect under the seat of Changmei Zhenren, with the completion of Changmei's meritorious deeds, after the day soars, these second-generation disciples have been promoted to elders, and the number of apprentices given by each elder is different, as many as seven or eight, and as few as one or two. In this way, the number of three generations of inner disciples immediately swelled to hundreds of people.

Human beings are originally social animals, and when they reach a piece, they will be divided into three, six, nine and so on, and this is even more true in the cultivation realm, these inner disciples who are included in the golden book are all cultivation seeds selected by the elders of the sect, and all of them are immortal roots and fairy bones, and those who have a deep fate.

However, before reaching the realm of Bigu, their eating, drinking, and Lazar were a big problem.

Of course, as the backbone elite of the sect, their main task is to cultivate, improve their strength, and then carry forward the sect.

In addition to hundreds of inner disciples, there is also a team of thousands of Taoist miscellaneous servants, these miscellaneous servants are selected from the households at the foot of Mount Emei.

The Xishu theocracy is the most victorious, the temples and temples on the mountain are not less than hundreds, there are thousands of good men and women who worship the mountain every year, some of the handymen who work for a long time and get the trust are often sent to the temples to preside, and earn some incense money for the sect to maintain living expenses.

The group left in the mountains, although the work is complicated, fortunately, there is food, drink and a little money to take, which is a hundred times better than begging for a living in that troubled world.

As a Taoist boy, according to the rules, he is completely unqualified to practice Emei's cultivation exercises, and because of his good performance, he was given some martial arts secrets in the world by the elders.

It takes a lot of courage to dare to steal the true biography of Emei, because once it is discovered, it will be executed, and the martial arts will be abolished and expelled from the mountain.

Han Cheng also seemed to know the consequences, so he was extremely careful in his every move, most of the time he was still cleaning the corridors, only occasionally sweeping the training ground where the Emei disciples were with the corner of his eye, and firmly remembering their fist movements.

"I finally had a chance to penetrate the soul into the world of Xianxia, although I may die if I am discovered, but ——, can't be a mortal servant for the rest of his life, right?"

In his previous life, Han Cheng was a fanatic of immortals, and the reckless recklessness of immortals and the powerful power that destroyed the world at every turn were deeply rooted in his mind.

Since his soul penetrated to the Shushan world, because of his identity, he could often see the monks of the Emei faction flying into the sky with their swords, flying extinct between the peaks, that kind of transcendent power, the power of flying to the sky, which made Han Cheng excited and excited, but also very fascinated.

Coupled with the temptation of immortality, Han Cheng's heart could hardly be calm, knowing that doing miscellaneous labor could only keep him fed and clothed, and that he had no future at all, he still insisted on staying on the mountain, and he was willing to be called by the elders and disciples in those sects, and it was also a fluke. Looking forward to the day when the carp crosses the dragon gate and is photographed by a wise elder, he can be included in the door wall and practice the immortal exercises.

However, the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny, those Emei elders have eyes above the top, non-immortal roots and fairy bones, and those who have a deep fate will never accept them, since the soul has been pierced, in the past few years, Han Cheng has tried his best to please those elders and true disciples, but unfortunately it is useless.

Although they refused very politely, the reasons were also sufficient, and the superficial etiquette was very in place, but in private, Han Cheng could always see something called contempt or contempt in the eyes of these Emei Heavenly Pride, which was a naked superiority of high-level beings over low-level lifeforms!

All kinds of cruel realities made Han Cheng completely recognize the ruthlessness of the immortal path, and no longer had illusions about the sudden arrival of the immortal fate, if he wanted to enter and leave the Qing Netherworld, and look at the heaven and earth for a long time, in the final analysis, he had to rely on himself!

Once the idea of not admitting defeat came to his heart, Han Cheng's courage became bigger and bigger.

Starve the cowardly, support the bold, and the head will fall off but a bowl with a big scar!

In order to get a chance to realize his dream, he did not hesitate to risk his life and steal the true legend of Emei!

He also knows that this is not a long-term solution, there are so many masters on Mount Emei, after staying for a long time, no matter how careful and cautious, they will definitely be discovered.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to become an immortal by stealing martial arts, that is, the beginning of cultivating immortal martial arts is not much different from secular martial arts, and the moves and mental methods are half and half complementary, so he can learn a little secretly.

With the deepening of the realm, the dependence on the exercise of the physical body and moves became less and less, and he began to specialize in the human soul primordial god in order to obtain the power of the mystery, which required the cooperation of the corresponding mental method, and there was no fixed move for the use of spells.