In the early morning after the rain, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and in a place in the valley where the clouds were shrouded in fog, Li Laohan's happy voice came: "Mountain boy, come and see, there is a crescent grass here!"

"Hey, four leaves are intact, and there is a flower bud, which is the best grade for ten years!"

Hearing this, Gu Ming climbed up from under a big stone, used the technique taught by his grandfather to dig up the crescent grass, and looked at it carefully.

Gu Ming was very happy, from the knowledge passed on to him by his grandfather, he could tell that this crescent grass had intact flowers and leaves, complete rhizomes, and was in very high condition, completely reaching the standard of second-order upper grade.

"Really, grandpa, it's really a second-order top!" laughed happily.

Looking at Gu Ming's innocent smile like a sunflower, Li Laohan's sense of happiness arose.

Touching Gu Ming's head dotingly, he said, "Yes, with this crescent grass, we can go to the Moon Gazing Sword Sect and sell it for a good price, and at the same time, we can also find the immortal master to see if we can get you some healthy elixirs." ”

"Mochizuki Sword Sect?" Gu Ming looked at the crescent grass in his hand, and then looked at the blue sky beyond the valley, with a lot of thoughts, it was really a familiar and unfamiliar name!!

In Ashi's memory, the Mochizuki Sword Sect used to be the only hope for their family, but after Ashi's three failed attempts to worship his disciples, this only hope was also shattered, and with it, Ashi's family.

But in the end, it was the elixir of the Mochizuki Sword Sect that saved Lu Sheng, and the power of this fate is really hard to guess!

"Grandpa, when you go to the Moon Sword to sell medicinal herbs this time, can you bring me with you?"

After Gu Ming pondered for a while, he said solemnly to his grandfather: "I want to thank the immortal master who gave me the elixir for saving my life!"

"Child, you have a heart! This is as it should be!" Li Laohan looked at Gu Ming with great satisfaction, he was really a kind and sensible child.

"Immortal Master Lin is a bodhisattva who saves suffering, you are so seriously injured, if he hadn't agreed to me to use medicinal materials in exchange for a healing elixir, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to save it even if you have ten lives!"

Li Laohan pondered for a while and said, "Immortal Master Lin is an alchemist, I don't want to sell this crescent grass as a thank you gift!"

"Well, listen to you!" Gu Ming agreed.

Li Laohan touched Gu Ming's head and continued: "Let's go! Today, the two of us will go down the mountain early, go home and clean up, and tomorrow morning, we will set off to the Moon Moon Sword Sect to see if we can meet Immortal Master Lin." ”

"Okay, then let's go down the mountain now!" Gu Ming's mood suddenly brightened.

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Mochizuki Sword School, the Xiuzhen School that only existed in the novels of the previous life, I really want to see it now!

From the memories inherited from Lu Sheng, as well as the knowledge that Li Laohan taught to Gu Ming, Gu Ming had a preliminary understanding of the world in which he lived.

This world is known as the Divine Continent.

The place where Gu Ming was located was a small place called Jiang Cheng under the jurisdiction of Zhongzhou on the Divine Continent.

There is a lake on the south side of Jiangcheng, and because the shape of the lake is a bit like a swallow's tail, it is named Swallow Tail Ze, and Ashio was born in this place.

There is a big mountain on the north side of Jiang Castle called Mochizuki Mountain, where the Mochizuki Sword Sect is located.

The entire Moon Mountain and all the land as far as the eye could see from the mountain were owned by the Moon Moon Sword Sect, so in reality, almost all of the land and population in Jiang City were ruled by the Moon Moon Sword Sect.

After all, Lu Sheng's life is too short, and Li Laohan lives a life of isolation in order to make a living, their knowledge is really limited, they don't know anything outside Jiang Cheng at all, the Moon Moon Sword Sect is their heaven, even if the Moon Moon Sword Sect is only a very, very ordinary cultivation sect in this Shenzhou Continent.

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The two of them set off as soon as dawn, because the people in the mountains were very hard, and they didn't have the money to take care of the carriage to hurry, so they delayed a lot of time, and when the grandfather and grandson came to the foot of Mochizuki Mountain along the rugged mountain path, it was already past noon.

Standing in front of the imposing mountain gate of the Mochizuki Sword Sect, looking at the plaque with four gilded characters of the "Mochizuki Sword Sect" hanging from a high place, Gu Ming was full of emotion.

Although this was the first time for Gu Ming, who was a freshman, he had stood in this place for the fourth time.

The first three times, he was accompanied by his mother, and each time he came with hope, but each time he went with loss.

He still vividly remembers his mother's tears of despair when he left this place for the last time three years ago, and the disillusionment of Lu Sheng when he looked back at this mountain gate.

Although Ashibu was illiterate at the time, the name of the Mochizuki Sword Sect became a scar that he could not erase from his heart.

Lu Sheng actually didn't hate the Mochizuki Sword Sect, he hated the injustice of the sky, God gave every child the opportunity to ask for immortals, but he set up such a threshold as the spiritual root.

In the Shenzhou Continent, every newborn regardless of whether they are born high or low, regardless of male or female, everyone is the same, newborn children are ordinary people, only when the child grows up to the age of eight can it be possible to awaken the spiritual root, only the person who awakens the spiritual root can feel the existence of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and begin to cultivate.

Among them: a very small number of children with outstanding talents can awaken at the age of eight, and basically those awakened before the age of ten are basically high-grade spiritual roots; a small number of children with good qualifications can awaken spiritual roots at the age of ten, and those awakened before the age of twelve are basically medium-grade spiritual roots; there are also some children with average qualifications who can not awaken spiritual roots until they are twelve years old, and the spiritual roots of these children can only be counted as lower-grade spiritual roots; a larger part of the children who cannot awaken spiritual roots after the age of twelve are basically not related to the fairy road.

Although the latest record of awakening the spiritual root in the history of the Shenzhou Continent is sixteen years old, it is clearly recorded in some classics that none of the monks who awakened the spiritual root after the age of twelve were able to successfully attain enlightenment, and the strongest one reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period.

The matter of awakening the spiritual root was originally the only fair thing in the world, but in Gu Ming's opinion, it was the most cruel thing in the world.

For a person, whether to ascend to the sky in one step and become a human being, or whether to live a dull life without catastrophe, is decided early in childhood.

What about the good "three points are destined, and seven points depend on hard work"?

Here, once the awakening spirit root fails, it is doomed to failure for the rest of your life, what a cruel thing it is.

Fate is so cruel to Lu Sheng!

Lu Sheng was not able to awaken the spiritual root until he was twelve years old.

At the beginning, even the most inferior spiritual root could save Ashi's family, but God was so cruel that he shattered Ashi's last hope with the cold reality.

At the age of twelve, Lu Sheng lost the greatest value of his life, and he failed to become a lifesaver for the family.

He still vividly remembered the cold light of the broken silver that had been placed on the tattered dining table on the day he was taken away by a stranger, and the sound of his mother crying in the back room as he left the house.

That day, Lu Sheng didn't cry or look back, he knew that there was nothing he could get back.

It wasn't until one day that he happened to meet the old man in the original village on the street, and he learned that on the night he was sold, a fire took away his dilapidated home, his weak mother, and his young brother!

This fire is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster!

It doesn't matter anymore!

The fire turned everything to ashes, and of course took away his only concern in the world!

On this day he cried, very sadly.

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Li Laohan, who had already completed the report with the guards on duty at the mountain gate and was about to climb the mountain, found Gu Ming, whose face was slightly painful and deep in thought, and asked a little anxiously: "Mountain man, what's wrong?

The old man's voice pulled Gu Ming's thoughts back from his past memories, and he felt the tears in the corners of his eyes that were about to overflow, and sighed softly in his heart.

Ay!

Although Lu Sheng has seen everything subjectively, the resentment in the depths of his heart is not so easy to forget.

"It's okay, grandpa! I seem to have been here, so I tried to remember it, but I still didn't remember anything!" Gu Ming adjusted his mood and gave Li Laohan a slightly tired smile.

"Don't think about it if you can't think about it! Child, with grandpa here, you don't have to do anything to force yourself!" Li Laohan stroked Gu Ming's head dotingly and said, "Are you tired? Do you want grandpa to carry you?"

"No, no, I'm strong!!" Gu Ming hurriedly jumped away and posed a muscle-bright POSS to his grandfather, making him laugh.

Make an international joke and let the old man carry him up the mountain?

Gu Ming was also a thirty-five-year-old man in his last life, and he still has this self-esteem.

There are three ways for the Mochizuki Sword to go up the mountain.

The disciples and guests of the Sword Sect walked through the main road of carved railings and jade, the worshippers and clerks walked through the side gate and the auxiliary road paved with bluestone, and ordinary people such as handymen and grandchildren had to go around to the side of the mountain and take the mud and stone rammed path.

When Gu Ming started climbing the mountain along the trail, he was already in a much better mood, and the feeling of being a person made him sigh for a while.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned.

The trail is rugged but eventually ends, and along the way, the grandfather and grandson meet a lot of people. Some people hurriedly passed by the two, but some people stepped forward to chat with Li Laohan.

Hehe, after all, Li Laohan has been on this road for decades, and he still has some familiar faces.

In the meantime, the two took the time to eat some dry food in a resting pavilion before continuing their journey.

After walking for about half an hour with his grandfather, the two of them had already come to the middle of the mountain, and after passing through a side door, they really came to the station of the Mochizuki Sword Sect.

As far as Gu Ming is concerned, the side door of the Moon Moon Sword Sect still looks antique, but compared to the solemn atmosphere of the mountain gate, the side door gives a much worse impression.

Li Laohan took the first step to explain his intention to the guards, and only after obtaining permission did he enter the inner courtyard under the leadership of the guide boy.

As the journey deepened, Gu Ming could already see the silhouettes of many buildings hidden among the ancient trees and greenery from a distance, and the pavilions and pavilions were built endlessly according to the mountain.

This time, however, he didn't head in the direction of the front yard, but went straight to the backyard along the side.

Gu Ming thought about it, it was also clear, this time he was mainly here to meet Immortal Master Lin.

Of course, auxiliary facilities such as medicine gardens and pill houses cannot be built in the front yard.

Looking at the scenery of clouds and mist, mountains and ravines, clear springs and secluded streams, green pines and cypresses, listening to the sound of bamboo in the distance, the sound of fairy sounds, the sound of evening drums and morning bells, and the occasional cultivators passing by him, all this made Gu Ming feel extremely novel and envious.