Yun Mu slowly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw the figure of a young girl, somewhat familiar. Immediately afterwards, a rush of footsteps came, and a pair of rough but powerful hands held Yun Mu.

"Father......" In a blur, Yun Mu spit out two words and fainted again.

"Hurry up, Elder Yun!" the man cried out, anxious, with a pained look on his face.

Behind the man, Yun Mu's mother also lost her smile, her hair was casually draped behind her, and the emerald green hairpin didn't know where it went.

At this moment, in Yun Mu's mind, an illusory spirit appeared, and if you look closely, it turns out to be Yun Mu's appearance.

Suddenly, the spirit opened its eyes and looked up at the book floating in front of it, its eyes dazed and a little overwhelmed.

"What's wrong with my body......" Yun Mu's voice came from his soul.

Seeing his body floating in the air, without a shell, Yun Mu felt a trace of horror.

But as he calmed down, he realized that nothing else strange had happened to him, and it hadn't dissipated. He can still feel the pain and think.

Looking at the book floating in front of him, he subconsciously stretched out his right hand and grabbed it.

At this moment, a voice sounded in Yun Mu's ears.

"Are you willing to enter my door, learn my immortal law, and never rebel in your life!"

Its sound rumbled, like a muffled thunder in summer, roaring and echoing in Yun Mu's mind, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"Immortal Law, can you become an immortal after learning?" At this moment, Yun Mu's heart was shocked, and he looked at the empty surroundings and asked in a low voice.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed, and Yun Mu did not hear the voice appear again, as if the experience just now was just a dream, ethereal.

"Yes!" Yun Mu blinked and roared

"The child is his father, the child is awake. ”

Yun Mu gradually woke up from the coma, and saw his mother looking at him with tears on her face, her rough but warm hands holding her tightly, afraid that she would leave again.

Later, an elderly man came to the bed with the help of a middle-aged man.

The old man's hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, and his hands were like dead tree trunks, but his eyes were unusually bright.

"Old Yun, what do you think is wrong with my son?" the man looked at Yun Mu's eyes with a soft expression.

"Yun Nong, don't worry, you husband and wife come down and let Lan'er take care of Mu'er. The old man said softly.

"Lan'er take care of your brother. ”

"Hmm. ”

Outside the door, the husband and wife looked at the old man in front of them with an anxious look on their faces, and the woman's eyes were full of tears.

After half a ring, the old man said excitedly: "Mu Wazi has a fairy fate, I'm afraid there will be great achievements!"

"What is that?" the man subconsciously took a step back and asked in surprise.

The old man sighed secretly and said to the two: "There are immortals in the world, but mortals are unknowable. Mu Wazi got the fairy fate, that is a great opportunity, no matter how many people ask for it, they can't ask for it, and they can be immortals in the future!"

At this time, there was a hint of remembrance in the old man's eyes. When the old man was young, he was fortunate enough to meet an immortal. When the immortal saw that he had some wisdom, he taught him some mantras and drifted away.

From then on, he began to practice according to the mantra, year after year.

As he cultivated, he gradually felt that his body had become stronger, his body seemed to have endless strength, his eyes became brighter, and he could even see the dew on the grass hundreds of meters away.

Even though he is now in his old age, his body is as thin as a withered body, but his body is still full of vitality.

In the old man's opinion, cultivating immortals is beautiful and can change a person's fate, and today he saw Yun Mu as if he saw his young self.

But looking at the silent two people in front of him, the old man still sighed and warned them to go away alone a few times.

The man looked at the old man's distant back, a little sad, he hugged the woman, turned back to the house.

The night is getting darker!

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled on the mountains, and the canopy of the trees is dyed silvery-white, which looks like a layer of silver veil from a distance.

At night, the forest is very quiet, and occasionally a fresh breeze blows through the forest, driving the leaves to make a rattling sound.

Suddenly, the figure of a wolf appeared on the hillside in the distance, and its green eyes seemed to be two long-lasting ghost fires, which made people shudder.

It is a hill wolf with sharp claws and strong limbs, which usually lives on the medicine mountain and is used to catching prey at night.

At this moment, if you look at it from the wolf's point of view, you will find that it is staring at a teenager not far away.

The young man was a little thin, not very old, about twelve or thirteen years old, very delicate.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged under a large tree, and the moonlight shone on his body, making people feel a sense of peace and tranquility.

The hill wolf moved slowly, while vigilantly paying attention to the movements around him, and finally lurked less than thirty meters away from the young man, staring at the young man carefully.

On the other hand, the young man didn't make any other moves at the moment, he still closed his eyes and crossed his knees, but a trace of white mist could be vaguely seen between his mouth and nose.

Suddenly, the hill wolf attacked, like a black lightning bolt, roaring towards the boy.

However, before the hill wolf could get five meters close to the young man, a small fireball shot out from the young man's fingertips, hitting the center of the hill wolf's eyebrows.

A wail followed, and the hill wolf, which was the size of a young man, was immediately enveloped in flames, rolling on the ground and wailing, and finally burned to the ground.

After a moment, the boy opened his eyes, which were bright, pure, and full of agility. However, if you look closely, you will see a trace of golden mist in his right eye, rising and falling.

The young man is Yun Mu, and now Yun Mu is no longer the ignorant young man he was at the beginning, but a monk.

A year and a half had passed since Yun Mu began to practice, and during this time, Yun Mu had cultivated according to the mental method recorded in the Immortal Fan Lu, transforming from a mortal to a monk.

Monks are detached from mortals, but not everyone can cultivate immortals, cultivating immortals needs to have certain qualifications, if there is no qualification, even if he is given a copy of the immortal method, it is useless, and can only be used as firewood.

There is an aura between heaven and earth, and the monk can breathe it into his body and turn it into spiritual power.

At the same time, Yun Mu also learned from the book that cultivating immortals is divided into multiple stages. There are Qi refining, foundation building, knotting, Yuan Infant, Metamorphosis and Divine Cultivation and so on.

At the same time, different stages have different division standards, such as Qi refining is divided into ten stages, foundation building has three stages after junior high school, and there are big and small stages for knotting......

At this moment, Yun Mu is a first-order Qi refining cultivator, and there are only two spells he can cast at present, the Clear Wind Technique and the Fire Control Technique.

Qingfeng Jue is a first-order qi refining spell that is used to speed up one's own action, and the one who killed the hill wolf before was the fire control technique, and with Yun Mu's current cultivation, he can only condense a fireball the size of a projectile.

The casting of the spell requires the consumption of heaven and earth spiritual power, and with Yun Mu's current cultivation, he will feel collapsed if he casts it four times at most, and he will be unconscious if he casts it five times.

Yun Mu looked at the hill wolf that was burned to death in front of him, took a deep breath, and didn't clean up the loot, silently reciting the breeze trick in his heart, turning into a fresh breeze, and whistling away in the moonlight.

After a while, Yun Mu's figure gradually fell at the entrance of the village, looking at the quiet and peaceful village, his eyes showed a trace of complexity, and there was a little melancholy in his heart.

With nearly a year and a half of practice, Yun Mu's mind has gradually matured, far from being comparable to the twelve or thirteen-year-old boys in the village, and even the second child who played best at the beginning has gradually become estranged.

Moreover, he also learned from the book and from Yun Lao's mouth that on the side of the mountain, there was a prosperous kingdom, and there were monks like himself. Sometimes Yun Lao told himself when he was drunk that he belonged there and did not belong to this mountain.

The next day, Yun Mu got up early, sat down under a big tree in the village, and began to breathe in the morning sun.

With the inhalation of spiritual power, a warm current spread from his dantian to his whole body, Yun Mu could feel that every pore of his body was dilating, and the spirit in his mind was gradually growing.

The men, women, and children in the village were silent about Yun Mu's behavior, as if there was no such person in their eyes.

At first, they did not believe in the existence of immortals, in this simple and isolated village, there were only mortals, and immortals only existed in the mouths of the older generation, in their own imagination.

But when Yun Mu condensed a fireball out of thin air, everything changed. The way they looked at Yun Mu changed, there was a gap in their hearts, there was confusion, there was fear, and when everything happened to them, they couldn't accept it......

Except for Yun Lao and Yun Mu's family, from that moment on, no one took the initiative to greet Yun Mu, and Yun Mu disappeared in their eyes.

Half an hour later, Yun Mu opened his eyes from his breath and exhaled a long breath to realize the operation of the spiritual energy in his body.

He didn't care about the strange gazes of the people in the village, more than a year of cultivation had kept his state of mind at ease, and these gazes had no effect on him at all.

Gradually, he re-entered the cultivation, and the white mist transformed by the aura swirled around him, swirling in between his mouth and nose with his breath.

A few hours later, above Yun Mu's head, wisps of spiritual energy intertwined, turned into a small round ball, and slowly fell into Yun Mu's heavenly spirit.

In an instant, there was a rattling sound in Yun Mu's body, and a new aura vein was dredged, and the aura poured into it from all over the body, gradually filling up, like a small stream rushing forward.

After a moment, Yun Mu opened his eyes, and he could feel the increase in his spiritual power capacity. A new aura vein was opened, allowing him to break through to the second order of qi refining in one fell swoop.

According to Yun Lao's words, there is a dantian in the human body, and around the dantian, there are ten spiritual energy veins leading to all parts of the body, but they are all in a closed state, and the monks need to break them and let the spiritual energy pour into them.

In the Qi refining period, each dredging of a spiritual energy vein marks a breakthrough to the first order, when the ten veins are completely dredged, it is the completion of Qi refining, and the next step can be carried out to build the foundation, if the foundation building is successful, it is a foundation building monk.

"Second Order of Qi Refining, Second Order of Qi Refining......" Yun Mu muttered to himself, then stood up and walked in the direction of home.