Chapter 1 Dao Xuanzong

Ancient towering trees are scattered in the inaccessible mountains, and from a distance, towering mountains rise to the sky.

The clouds around the mountain peaks are ethereal, and they appear empty and lofty.

The majestic mountains fall into the white clouds, as if they are about to pierce the sky, which is daunting. This is the first dangerous mountain of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zixia Mountain.

The blazing sun rises from the mountains, and the sky is dyed in an instant.

The white clouds fall into the glow, like a large piece of rouge embedded in the mountains from top to bottom, and it looks particularly delicate.

It can be called the most dangerous mountain in the world, and naturally has its own uniqueness.

In fact, the hardest part of mountain climbing is not the road risk. The fog around the mountain that does not disperse all year round is the biggest obstacle to going up the mountain.

No matter how good your eyesight is, you can't tell where you are in the face of this cloud. In other words, even if you stand on a cliff, all you can see is a large cloud of mist.

In this mountain, it is common for fierce beasts such as tigers to accidentally fall off cliffs.

Those who are unlucky fall to death directly, and those who are lucky fall into half-crippled.

As time passes, those beasts may change their minds and wish they had fallen to their deaths under the cliff in the first place.

What can a beast of prey do that is crippled all the time?

What is the beast that has been crippled?

The tiger has no speed, no claws, no strength, but it's just a slightly bigger cat.

What about the black bears without these?

Is that...... Bigger dogs!!

As long as their prey is not stupid, it will not be caught.

If they can't catch food to eat, they can't change to grass!

After the so-called beasts are wounded, they are often tortured by hunger, pain, and humiliation by their own kind. Eventually, he died in agony and turned into dry bones.

Even a naturally raised creature can't move in this mountain, let alone a small and ordinary person?

The terrain of Zixia Mountain is steep, and the surrounding area is surrounded by heavy clouds and mist, which has created a moat that is difficult for ordinary people to overcome. The huge Zixia Mountain Range, like a natural siege, envelops ninety percent of the territory of the Great Zhou.

In the Great Zhou, many people tried their whole lives to see the scenery outside Zixia Mountain, but after all, it was just a waste of time and in vain.

For thousands of years, there has never been a record of a person successfully crossing the Zixia Mountains, so people call this place the end of the world.

The end of the sky, the corner of the sea.

Many people speculate that Zixia Mountain may be the end of heaven and earth.

......

A misty hilltop.

A man with a delicate face looked into the distance, his cold eyes shining as bright as stars.

He had a slender body and a handsome face, and was dressed in a white robe with a blue robe.

The three golden auspicious clouds are finished with words, showing on the Taoist robe, which is the identity symbol of the disciples of the Dao Xuanzong.

Dao Xuanzong is one of the top cultivation sects in the Tiannan Domain, and the first of the eight major sects of the Immortal Dao today.

A wisp of wind dragged auspicious clouds and fell from the sky.

He was dressed in a white robe and danced in the wind.

This man stood on top of the clusters of white clouds, like an immortal who resisted the wind and mist.

A green silk rose in the wind and gently brushed his cheek.

He brushed away the strands of hair, and the corners of his mouth gradually twitched into a sneer.

There are three types of Dao Xuanzong disciples: outer disciples, inner disciples, and true disciples.

Cultivation is the level of the realm, and the position of the sect is determined.

The outer disciples are the cultivation of the Qi cultivation level, the inner disciples are the foundation building realm, and the true transmission disciples are the Jindan realm.

Most people practice for the sake of immortality and longevity with heaven and earth.

What's the use of being content with the status quo in life if you want to be rich and rich?

Born in the world, but seek a road to eternal life.

Immortality embraces everything and gives infinite possibilities for the future.

Phoenix......

Lin Xuan's biggest goal in this life is to live forever!!

Drawing qi into the body and fading away from the mortal body is considered to be entering the immortal path.

When cultivation reaches the realm of qi cultivation, it is no longer an ordinary.

If you have a sense of qi in your body, you are a half-immortal, and after being a half-immortal, you will continue to transform yourself.

Through the realms of building a foundation, Jindan, tying a baby, and turning into a god, you can cultivate into an immortal body and obtain a longevity.

Practicing qi, building a foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, turning into a god, and becoming an immortal, this is the way to cultivate into an immortal.

If you enter the gate of the true immortal, you will be almost immortal, and the road to immortality can be regarded as half of the way.

A hint of coldness flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

He raised his hand, blocking the unpredictable clouds.

The hands were as smooth as jade and the bones were distinct, but in his own opinion, he felt a kind of flaw.

He lacked a sword, and he felt that with such a hand, he should hold a sword.

He was a natural swordsman, and this hand is the hand of a swordsman, and this hand is destined to hold a sword.

Lin Xuan had been in Dao Xuanzong for nearly twenty years, and during these twenty years, he had observed swordsmanship for a full twelve years.

With his own fate, he searched through all the sword books from the world in Dao Xuanzong.

Although Dao Xuanzong is a sect that cultivates and cultivates qi, it also has mortal martial arts in the sect.

The tricks created by mortals are disdainful of most cultivators, but Lin Xuan is different.

He has an indescribable obsession with sword moves, and since the first time he saw the sword book with the sword moves painted twelve years ago, he has changed, and he has become different from his previous life!

In the past twelve years, he has never touched a sword, but those swordsmanship are all in his heart, and all kinds of sword moves exist in his heart.

For him, all kinds of swordsmanship can be at his fingertips.

Fast sword, slow sword, trick sword, no matter what kind of sword style he can use.

He had never touched a sword, he had never wielded a sword.

But that's how confident he is!

But he just thinks he can do it!

The sword is not confined to the changes between moves, and the number of moves sent and received depends entirely on the thoughts of the heart, and you can do whatever you want.

Sword moves are hard to guard against and difficult to figure out.

In the world, such a person is a master of swordsmanship, a master of swordsmanship!

Lin Xuan watched the sword and understood the sword, but he didn't practice the sword, he was now in a state of hiding the sword.

It's not that he's going to hide the sword himself, but because he has always had a voice in his heart.

The voice told him to learn the sword and not to touch it.

He did so, because Lin Xuan instinctively felt that the voice would not harm him.

Lin Xuan was not well-known among the disciples of Dao Xuan, but he was very famous among the top echelons of Dao Xuan.

The sect master of Daoxuan Sect once gave him a criticism: "No one knows about the hidden sword for three thousand years, and once the sword is released, the world is shocked!"

The moment he is sharpened, all the cultivators in the world will know his name.

Dao Xuanzong is proficient in divination, and he has never missed a fortune telling.

In the world of cultivating immortals, whatever he counts, he is!

But whatever he counts, it will happen!

Even if he calculates that the stone becomes an immortal, others will not laugh at him for being whimsical, but will believe in him unconditionally.

After being verified by countless facts, the cultivation world has long acquiesced to this fact.

"Hah!"

With a laugh, Lin Xuan suppressed his thoughts and walked towards a mountain peak in the distance.

His steps were steady, unhurried, and he seemed to be in a calm mood.

In fact, Lin Xuan was very curious, because he wanted to know what kind of cultivation he was.

In the end, it is considered to practice qi or build a foundation, or it is to practice qi after building a foundation.

......

"Senior Brother Lin is such a coincidence!"

A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came to meet him, he was lofty, and there was a momentum in his eyebrows, looking arrogant.

"The junior and younger brothers are so diligent in their cultivation, and they are afraid that the foundation building is just around the corner. ”

Lin Xuan let out a long sigh, and he sighed softly.

"It won't be long before you're ready to enter the inner door!"

"The younger brother has such a talent, which makes the brother envious. ”

"Yes, now I have cultivated the eighth layer of qi. ”

The other party was also not modest, and after a while seemed to remember something, and shook his head and chuckled.

"Senior brother, why do you say such flattering words, others are clumsy and can't see your true ability, but I am different from them after all. ”

"Real people don't show their faces, if you are willing to show your real skills, you will definitely surprise those who underestimate you!"

"Senior brother has won the award, I'm just a speck of dust in the sect that is not worth mentioning!"

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly, then shook his head lightly and walked away.

"Humph!"

After seeing Lin Xuan leave, the man restrained his expression, then lowered his head and sneered: "There are many incompetent people in the world, but you shouldn't be!"

"If you are incompetent, won't you let those immortals in the sect all look away?"

"Since even the immortals of the world attach great importance to you, how can you be ordinary?"

Although he didn't know Lin Xuan, he had never seen anyone with eyes like Lin Xuan's.

Ever since he knew Lin Xuan, his eyes had always been like this. He seemed to have everything in his heart, and under this calm, he could feel a sense of confidence, a confidence that ordinary people could not understand.

People who don't have the strength won't have that kind of look.

Half a day.

"The Precept Pavilion!"

Three glittering golden characters of dragons flying and phoenixes are lined up on the wall.

Those words, the pen is like a knife, ingenious!

There is a fairy aura around the font, and there is a devastating coercion on it! !

In the eyes of others, those brilliant fonts are more dazzling than the sun on the sky!!

This is a word made by the immortals with divine sense, which contains the truth of heaven and earth, and represents the avenue of immortal arts.

Lin Xuan looked over and only felt a huge aura rising from the sky in front of him.

His heart was buzzing, his body trembled violently, and a huge wave was set off in his head.

Lin Xuan only felt that his scalp was numb, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, closing his eyes and not daring to look again.

He gasped and patted his groggy head bitterly.

"The master of Dao Xuanzong said that you are composed of seventy, eight and fifty-six immortal methods, and if you can understand your immortal rhyme, you can instantly master fifty-six immortal methods. ”

"It's just that since the beginning of the sect, no one has ever been enlightened?"

"Just by looking at it twice, I feel like I'm suffocating, and if it's always like this, how can I comprehend?"

"Are we stupid? Or is he deliberately playing tricks on us?"

With a sigh, Lin Xuan withdrew his gaze and walked straight towards the wall.

He was supposed to hit the wall, but it wasn't.

Ripples rippled on the wall, a white light flashed, and Lin Xuan suddenly disappeared in place.

A teleportation array was carved into the wall, and the formation teleported him to another dimension.

Walk into a splendid hall surrounded by mural reliefs, which is extraordinary.

Rows of candles stood in the main hall, encircling an old man with gray hair in the middle.

His eyes were closed, and his face was blurred.

The old man looks fairy-like, not angry and arrogant.

Lin Xuan bowed his head, and he said loudly: "Elder, the kid needs to leave the mountain gate for a period of time in the near future, so I have come to ask the elder for instructions. ”

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely clear, and he said with a smile: "Where are you going?

Lin Xuan coughed dryly, and said slowly: "I am going to go down the mountain to seek the foundation building method, and after obtaining it, I will return to the sect." ”

"Alas!"

The old man sighed softly, his eyes were full of emotion, this is the sigh of the world after the vicissitudes of time.

"Do you know what the Tao is?"

Lin Xuan shook his head lightly and stopped talking.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

The old man laughed, and the hall instantly resounded with bursts of echoes, and the monstrous roar was loud, like countless thunderbolts.

"Looking at the Tiannan Domain, there are very few monks under the age of thirty who have reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation. ”

"You are only twenty, and your cultivation has reached such a realm, which is really extraordinary!"

In the cultivation world, the largest number of cultivators in the Qi cultivation period was indeed the largest number, and only a very small number of cultivators in the Qi cultivation period could cultivate to the ninth level of Qi cultivation.

Many of them were stumbling in the first eight layers of Qi training, and eventually their longevity was exhausted and they died.

Just to see that I am the ninth layer of Qi training?

Lin Xuan's face was expressionless, but his mind fell elsewhere.

Qi training is actually divided into thirteen layers, and only nine layers are needed to build a foundation for cultivating qi, so the time of the nine layers is called the Great Perfection of Qi training.

But the ninth layer of qi training is not the end of the path of qi training, there is still a way forward above the nine layers.

The top of the ninth floor is called the moat, and the cultivation to break through the first layer is like ascending to the sky.

The three-layer heavenly dome is difficult to cross, if someone can build a foundation with the thirteenth layer of Qi training, that person will definitely be an invincible existence of the same level and the same realm.

In order to become an existence above the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, many cultivation geniuses spent a lot of time, and finally died of depression.

Breaking through this realm is not only dependent on personal qualifications, but also related to fate.

If the fate comes, the foundation can be built. If there is no fate, there is no time to build the foundation.

"You don't try to build a foundation at the ninth layer of Qi training, are you waiting for the opportunity to build a foundation, or do you want to explore the path to ascend to the sky above the ninth layer of Qi training?"

The old man smiled meaningfully, and a look of regret appeared in his eyes.

"There have been many amazing and brilliant disciples who died on this road and hated each other, and it is really rare for you to reach such a realm at such a young age. ”

"Don't be greedy, so that you waste the years, and you don't have the opportunity to become an immortal. ”

"The disciple understands. Lin Xuan saluted him, this action seemed respectful, but he obviously didn't take the other party's words to heart.

"Thank you Elder for the reminder!"

Listening to Lin Xuan's words, the old man waved his hand impatiently, and a gust of wind rolled up in the hall.

Lin Xuan's figure gradually blurred in the wind, and finally disappeared, as if it was blown away by the breeze.

"There's your creation there, and you have to take care of it. ”

"The former site of the fairy garden...... It's a memory from the long river of time......"

......

Now.

A meandering stream flows slowly into the distance.

The turquoise trees grow wantonly, and the birds and beasts chirp, full of life.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was an indiscernible noise, startling a line of bluebirds fluttering.

There was wind under Lin Xuan's feet, and he saw a blue afterimage flickering among the trees, like a fresh wind, and the speed was extremely fast.

Gradually, after a hundred miles, a small town was faintly visible.

Step into town.

The originally secluded neighborhood is gradually becoming more lively, and there are shops on both sides.

Hawkers shouting goods can be seen everywhere, and the bluestone path under your feet is full of ancient charm.

Walking into a small alley where no one was around, Lin Xuan took off the Dao Xuanzong robe on his body and threw the storage ring in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's Great Zhou Dynasty is majestic and has a lot of things in the world, and my Great Zhou Junjie is countless, and there are even a few talented people who are famous all over the world at a young age. ”

A storyteller tapped the table and shouted, his speed of speech so fast and slow that it was easy to arouse the curiosity of others.

"Then tell me about the young talents who are famous all over the world, so that everyone can gain knowledge!" Someone in the crowd cheered, his face full of anticipation, obviously curious about the storyteller's story.

"Tell them of their deeds, so that we may know what kind of people they are."

......

The storyteller's words attracted the attention of many passers-by, and Lin Xuan also stopped to watch with interest.

"First of all, let's talk about my eldest fourth son, the ruthless son, the bloody hand son, the sword boy, and the sword boy. ”

"The ruthless son is the son of General Murong of the Dynasty, since he was a child, he and General Murong fought on the battlefield, invincible and invincible, commanding millions of elite soldiers, also known as the invincible champion Hou. ”

"The Bloody Hand wears a red mask all year round, and there is a plum blossom brand on the mask. They are ghosts that only appear at night. ”

However, every time he appears, it sets off turmoil. ”

"Then tell me why this bloody boy caused turmoil in the rivers and lakes?" someone interjected impatiently.

"No hurry, no hurry. The storyteller pulled out a folding fan out of nowhere and opened and closed it, and he said with a smile: "This bloody man is actually an assassin, he is different from other assassins with blood on his hands, he has only appeared seven times on the rivers and lakes, and only killed seven people. ”

"How can you have such a reputation after only killing seven people?" someone questioned.

The people on the rivers and lakes eat people, and basically every person in the rivers and lakes has blood on their hands, because only killing can make people famous, and only killing can not be bullied by others.

How could an Assassin be famous if he only killed seven people?

"Yes, you're not making up stories to fool us!" said another.

"Jiangnan Divine Fist Ding Jie has a pair of iron fists that cut gold and jade, and no one in Jiangnan takes his punch. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, on the night of the full moon, the bloody hand boy killed him with three palms. The middle-aged man said softly, and he slammed Mu Tang into the wooden table in his hand, which seemed to knock on the hearts of the people around him, which made everyone startled.

"Huang Chao, a thief in Mobei, is extremely rich and invincible, and he also controls 100,000 elite soldiers, and he can be regarded as the emperor of the Mobei area. The sky is high and the earth is far away, even the emperor of the Great Zhou can't control him. ”

"Although the true identity of his subordinates cannot be seen, their strength has also reached the level of second-rate masters in the rivers and lakes, and he also has eight personal guards, all of whom are famous first-class masters in the world......"

"One night, the bloody hand boy was in full view, and he wiped it out with one palm and floated away. ”

"Zhang Shimin, the overlord gun outside the Saiwai, was blocked by him with a needle...... Tan Jinghui, the spicy poison doctor of Forget Worry Villa, was divided by five horses...... Zhu Yu, the left protector of the Cang Chao Demon Sect, was shattered by it, and the seven meridians and eight veins were shattered, and the seven orifices bled to death...... The Great Elder of the Winter Valley, Zhou Xuanyu, the god leg, was deprived of his legs, and he committed suicide in shame......"

"What's even more terrifying is that Xu Yuhao, the most favored eunuch of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was scared to death by him on the Jinluan Palace, and His Majesty the Emperor was furious about this!"

"In those days, His Majesty sent people to wash the palace in blood, and thousands of lives were lost in the palace. ”

"What do you think...... How is this person?"

"Hurry up!" muttered one of the children, "the story you tell is much more interesting than the one in the villain's book, so keep telling it!"

The storyteller pursed his lips and smiled, and he fanned the folding fan and shook his head in a profound way.

"The officials know what will happen next, and reward some more silver taels, and choose a time to break it down tomorrow. ”

Lin Xuan listened and smiled lightly.

Interesting people! Interesting mortal!

He was timid in the sect, but if he went to the mortal world, he didn't seem to need that.

How can a mere mortal stand in the way of being a cultivator?

Now all you need to do is find out some information about the world, see if there are any unusual people in this world, and then decide in what capacity to walk in the mortal world.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was one of the many dynasties under the Daoxuan Sect, and its own sect had always been stingy, and would never tolerate the emergence of cultivation methods in the world, let alone allow cultivators from other sects to come to this place.

Therefore, it stands to reason that there will be no danger to his life on this trip.

Turning around and squeezing into the crowd, the shadow attached to the bluestone road was stretched long, long.

"Alas!"

This sigh, which was finally silent, drowned in the noisy crowd, was the sigh of his last independence.

The surrounding ground was full of veins and autumn winds, and pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves fell on the ancient road.

Facing the brilliance, Lin Xuan walked farther and farther.