Gusu, a small city on the southwestern border of the Great Xia Kingdom, coincides with the Lantern Festival, and the Lantern Festival is bustling and lively.

In the crowd, a little girl is carrying a small basket in her hand, there is a snow-white little rat in it, if you look closely, you will find that there are blood stains on the hind legs of the rat, the little girl is seven or eight years old, her body is thin, although her clothes are shabby but neat, because she is small and flexible, she can always find a gap in the crowded crowd.

She turned into a small alley and twisted around to a dilapidated wooden door with a plaque that read "Moonfall Academy" Four big characters, the font is strong and powerful, every stroke reveals the heroism of the calligrapher, but everyone in the city knows that this is a declining academy, it has been brilliant, the founder of the road number Yueluo, is a monk, how high the cultivation is, no one knows, he established the Yueluo Academy to preach and solve doubts, but rarely accepted disciples, until a demon dragon made waves outside the city of Gusu, leading to a monstrous flood, seeing that the city of Gusu was about to be submerged, hundreds of thousands of people were going to suffer from floods, the moonfall Taoist stepped into the air, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand cut off the dragon's head with a sword, and then a sword split the mica mountain, solved the flood, since then the Gusu people regard it as an immortal, called the moonfall on the immortal, and the moonfall academy also began to flourish。

The people who listened to the sermon every day almost stepped on the stone steps, and there were not a few high-ranking officials and nobles.

Twenty years later, the Yueluo Daoist feathered, leaving a boy to inherit the Yueluo Academy, since then the Yueluo Academy has plummeted, and the former little boy has now grown into a young man in his twenties, marrying a wife and having daughters, and making a living by teaching the children around him every day.

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The sound of squeaky and astringent wood rubbing, the little girl pushed open the door, and her light appearance seemed to be afraid of alarming the people in the courtyard.

"Yunliu, it's so late, and I'm still running around, I'm not afraid of being caught by the bad guys. A gentle voice, as if blaming, was really worried.

The little girl stuck out her tongue, "Mother, no, I'm running fast, and my father can't catch up with me." ”

"Silly girl, that's your dad letting you. A handsome young woman walked out of the house, and the little girl put the basket on the stone table in the courtyard, and pounced on the woman with her little hands like a little swallow, and buried her head deep in the woman's arms, "Mother."

"Little girl, are you in trouble again? A young man walked out of the room, tall and slender, with a handsome face, he looked at his wife and children with a smile, and the little girl always ran to his wife's arms to find a backer when she got into trouble.

The little girl's name is Su Yunliu, seven years old, five spiritual roots, man Su Chenghai, a little boy back then, mortal, no spiritual root, woman, Yunqing, mortal breath, just extraordinary in her gestures, as for the origin, Su Chenghai never asked.

Su Yunliu twisted her head towards her father and stuck out her tongue.

trotted to the stone table, carefully held the small basket in front of Yunqing, and offered the treasure, "Mother, look." ”

Yun Qing took a closer look and took a deep breath, isn't this a treasure hunting mouse, although Su Chenghai can't cultivate, he has also read all kinds of books of the moonfall real person, and recognized that this is a treasure hunting mouse, he was a little surprised, and looked at his daughter, "You, where did you get it?"

Yun Liu honestly told what happened, it turned out that Yun Liu took the pastries made by his mother to send them to the little Taoist Qinglin in the Sanqing Temple in the north of the city, and met the stupid son of the city lord on the way to torture this group of rats, she couldn't look past it, so she replaced the small group of rats with pastries, but Qinglin had no pastries to eat.

Yun Qing and Su Chenghai smiled, "Mother will do some later, and send it to Qinglin tomorrow." ”

"Okay, thank you, mother. Yun Liuhuan happily took the basket and slipped back to the room.

Back in the house, Yun Liu gently picked up the little rat and stroked its soft fur, "Good girl, does it still hurt?"

The little rat opened his eyes, looked around, looked at Su Yunliu again, and rubbed his little head into Su Yunliu's arms, which was very intimate.

The little rat was still very weak, and Yun Liu helped it change a little medicine and let it lie down on the pillow to rest.

It's great, it's been three more.

Yun Liu sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, like an old monk in a fixed place, in an instant, the aura in the air surged towards Yun Liu, although it was not much, but in less than half an hour, the aura dissipated, and failed again, Yun Liu opened his eyes, and fell on the bed with a frustrated face, today I saw that the stupid son of the city lord can cause it to enter the body, but what about himself, since he was four years old, he can't cause it to enter the body for three years. Wulinggen is really scum.

Outside the window, Yun Qing was also lonely, she knew that her daughter wanted to cultivate, but her qualifications were not high. In her world, the Five Spirit Roots, also known as pseudo Spirit Roots, are the least qualified, no different from ordinary people.

There are many children around, even if the four spirit roots can cause them to enter the body, and they can barely practice, they can go to the City Lord's Mansion to receive the moon example.

In the past few years, she has also thought of a lot of ways, but for some reason, it just didn't work.

Yun Qing silently went to the kitchen and made some pastries for Qinglin of Sanqingguan.

Listening to her mother's footsteps and walking away, Su Yunliu opened her eyes, and her big watery eyes were full of refusal to admit defeat.

She turned over, and turned out a dilapidated ancient book under the heavy bed, "Soul Sutra", it looked like it was soul alchemy, although Su Yunliu's qualifications were not high, but he had a different understanding, and soon understood the mystery of the jerky and difficult ancient characters, which was composed of three parts: soul refining and soul seal, soul refining is the foundation, there are nine heavy and three small realms each, and the soul seal is sealed into a formation with soul power, without the carrier of spiritual power, the void is arrayed, and the lethality is far above the formation. However, the requirements for the cultivation of the soul power of the people in the formation are very high.

Two years ago, she sneaked into the secret room of her grandfather, and accidentally found this book, she has been cultivating for two years, and she is in the early stage of soul refining, which is equivalent to the Yuan Soul cultivation of the fourth order of Qi cultivation.

On a whim, she impounded the soul imprint on her body to help her attract spirits into her body.

The hands flexibly made complex gestures, and the pale yellow ancient spirit patterns appeared in the void, but they exuded a power that was different from the spiritual power, soul power.

In the formation, she condensed the Gathering Soul Seal into an illusory mark the size of a fist and slapped it directly on her forehead, repeatedly, six soul marks, chest and abdomen, shoulders, and back of the heart.

More than half of Su Yunliu's soul power was extracted, only left in one point for traction, condensing and concentrating, the six soul seals began to operate, a large amount of spiritual energy flowed from the seal acupoint and then entered the body through the soul pattern Seven meridians and eight veins, under the guidance of soul power, the body was constantly refined, and finally gathered in the dantian, and a trapped spirit seal compressed these spiritual qi into a small spiritual qi mass and imprisoned in the dantian.

The little rat seemed to feel the fluctuation of the aura, woke up and sniffled, and immediately jumped away, glaring at Su Yunliu with a disgusted expression.

Finally caused to enter the body.

Continue, as the amount of aura increases, the soul power is also constantly replenished to the trapped spirit seal, one hour, two hours.......

Until the soul power was exhausted, Su Yunliu stepped into the first level of qi training.

The aura dissipated, Su Yunliu opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and his heart was clear.

Wow, it stinks!

Su Yunliu's face darkened instantly.