Hayashihara, the daimyo of Kaifan grass, had heard of it at a very young age. At that time www.biquge.info he and his younger brother Lin Ye lived in Linshan City at the foot of the Boyan Mountain, and there was a small teahouse near his home, where five or six storytellers who made a living were entrenched. Due to the proximity of Linshan City to the Immortal Mountain, the stories in the book are mostly about the fairy and demon fighting methods.

In these books, most of the protagonists are mortals, and they will be able to ascend to the immortal path by chance. There have also been cases in history where monks wiped out a country in order to snatch the Qifan grass from the king's hands.

Lin Yuan had heard the truth that the husband was innocent and guilty, and he and his younger brother were willing to take risks, and they hid the baby for two years, but they still fell short.

The Qifan grass copied by the two-headed snake stone had already played a role in Lin Yuan's belly. The **** took his brother's bones back to his residence in the mountains, a hidden cave.

After burying his younger brother in the entrance of the cave, Lin originally wanted to study the things of the immortals he had obtained, especially the book he had obtained from the monk, but he felt unbearable abdominal pain after drinking a spoonful of water.

The pain lasted for three whole days, and the others curled up by the wall for three days. When the pain disappeared, he knew that he had taken off the mortal womb and had an immortal root. Although his strength and body have not increased, and he is very weak because he has not eaten for three days, his brain is much clearer and his five senses are much more sensitive. The world seemed to brighten up all at once.

It has been half a month since his younger brother was killed, and the pain of Lin Yuan's death of his relatives has also been reduced, but the hatred has become stronger. Early this morning, the elder brother came to his brother's grave to say goodbye to him.

"It's almost time, it's time for me to go. In the past few days, I have thought very clearly, and it seems that it is not very reliable to stay in this cave and practice the exercises in that book. Brother, I know so many words, and you know that I can't understand a single word of the words in those books. ”

Right now, Lin Yuan needs to leave this deep mountain and old forest and settle in a nearby town. Then find a learned Xiucai to help explain the contents of the book and help him cultivate. It's really a bit embarrassing for him to really let himself read the book.

The belongings of the immortals have been sorted out, and only a few can be carried with them, and most of them must be left in the cave. For example, the four swords with the mark of the Thin Smoke Sect are too eye-catching to carry with them, and they will cause trouble. The short bow from the stout monk was plain, and it would have been lying in the package.

The four storage bags belonged to the immortals, and they couldn't be opened. It is written in that encyclopedia that most of the storage bags will be sealed by the owner's divine sense, and as long as the cultivation exceeds the cultivation of the owner of the storage bag, it can be forcibly erased. It seems a bit difficult to get started.

Those scribes' robes also had the marks of the Thin Smoke Sect on them, and Lin Yuan changed them and wore them on his body upside down. It looked weird, but it was better than his usual beggar attire. The boots fit well and could be worn, and the rest of the clothing, such as dirty pants and belly pockets, was useless, and was all stored with the sword.

After making preparations, Lin Yuan cautiously took the precious stone in his arms.

This double-headed serpentine looks different from before. Originally, the two snake heads were bitten together, and the two necks formed a closed ring. Lin Ye once joked that this is a kissing snake. Now that the snake's head has separated, far apart, that magical power can no longer be activated.

This is normal. Every time the power of this stone is used, the snake will take on this form. As long as you wait a few months for the snake's heads to bite together again, the ability to re-screen in the past can be used again. Use it once every few months and use it with caution before using it.

"Okay, it's not left behind, brother, it's time for me to hit the road. ”

Finally, bidding farewell to his brother's grave, Lin Yuan left the cave with a determination of revenge, and walked down the mountain to the town below.

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The town is called Cyclamen Town, and it is the closest mortal town to the Smoky Mountains.

On the morning of the second day, Lin Yuan finally went down the mountain under the great sun, and the town was in front of him. He had been here a few times, and the town gate was much more lively than when he had visited before, with more than a dozen carriages and horses coming out of the town one after another, and the crowd seemed like a celebration that had just ended.

Although he was wearing the clothes of an immortal, after walking in the mountains for a day and a night, Lin Yuan still looked a little like a beggar at this time. He caught up with the horses and asked the driver, "Uncle, early in the morning, where are you going?"

"Where else can I go? Send these young ladies home!"

The town of Cyclamen is famous in the vicinity, as it is often visited by some scattered immortals. Whenever the nearby cities and villages learned that there were Sanxian staying in the town, a large number of convoys would come here with children with spiritual roots to ask the Sanxian Master to accept them as disciples. Even if the apprentice can't do it, it's good to be a handyman and absorb immortal qi for a few years.

Yesterday, Sanxian, who had been living in the town, left and took with him a child who was said to have a good talent. Seeing that there was no hope, these losers had no choice but to set off for their homes to continue to be mortals.

After the coachman's uncle explained, he drove the car away, leaving Lin Yuan alone and regretting it.

"If only I had come a day earlier. ”

Being accepted by scattered cultivators or other families and sects that cultivate immortals is more beneficial to his great cause of revenge, but it is a little difficult. Now the opportunity is gone, so I can only go according to the original plan.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to find such a person who can understand the 'Book of Heaven' and is willing to help. Dressed in dirty clothes, Lin Yuan was completely regarded as a beggar in the town, and was driven everywhere he went, and in fact he really lived begging in this town for a while. The good news is that he knows the town and knows where to show the talent.

In the southernmost part of the town, there are two rows of shops selling calligraphy and paintings. Only the literate will go to that street, where they should be able to get help.

It was almost noon when Lin Yuan found here, and his stomach was already grumbling with hunger. Not far from him was a restaurant, with a few steamers on the stone-built stove, and I didn't know if it was steamed steamed buns or steamed buns.

A scholar-like person passed by the restaurant with a picture scroll in his hand, and when he saw Lin Yuan on the side, he was looking at him, showing an expression of disgust without concealing it, and waved his hand to drive it away.

"Begging elsewhere, I don't have any money. ”

The owner of the restaurant also had an attitude when he saw him, for fear that the beggar would hinder his business.

Lin Yuan didn't have a penny in his pocket. He had thought of using the power of strange stones to copy some gold and silver, but he never found the opportunity. After all, valuable things are carried in the pockets of the rich, and the places where the rich man will pass by do not allow him to draw a circle and wait slowly.

He had also thought about borrowing some belongings from others, copying them, and then returning them. But he and his brother had few friends who could lend them money, and rich strangers would not pay attention to them. And he has been busy taking care of Qi Fancao for the past two years, so he has the ability to get rich but he has never been able to get rid of the identity of a beggar.

After wandering around the street for an hour, Lin Yuan didn't even have a chance to take out the book of heaven, no one was willing to listen to his request, and even when he saw him from a distance, he had to cover his mouth and nose and make a detour to leave.

"Am I really that bad?"

Lin Yuan stood at the end of the street and sniffed his sleeve hard. I got the spiritual root, and my five senses were much sharper, but I still didn't feel any taste, and I was completely used to it.

Seeing that everything was not going well, he decided to leave here first and find a street with kinder pedestrians to ask for a few dollars to get lunch done. As soon as he left Wenwan Street, a stall on the side of the street caught his attention.

The stall is not a food shop full of white steamed buns, and behind the flagpole hangs a piece of cloth with four big characters on it -- writing letters on behalf of others.

Lin Yuan stared at the stall and found that the stall owner was a girl of his age, and she looked quite casual, which made people not want to take a second look at her. Dressed no better than himself, with a tattered table in front of him, there are cheap four treasures of the study.

The girl didn't seem to have been open, leaning on the table to prop up half of her face, looking lazy. The whole person is like the 'ghostwriter' rag sign behind her, listless.

Seeing this down-and-out female scholar, Lin Yuan decided to try again and asked her for help. The stall owner girl seemed to really need business, and when she saw Lin Yuan coming up, she didn't dislike it at all, so she changed her lazy state just now and greeted positively: "This little brother, do you want to write a letter to your relatives in your hometown? ”

Lin Yuan waved his hand, "Boss, I don't write letters." I have something I want to ask you for. ”

The girl who set up the stall looked very kind with a smile, "What are you, little brother, I'm afraid you're still older than me, so you don't need to be so polite." Whatever you want to ask, I'll try to help you. Fair price!"

Seeing that someone was finally willing to take care of himself, Lin Yuan was a little moved. He rummaged through his cloth bag and took out the book, revealing the title on the cover - "The Legend of Immortals".

The girl thought it was a popular novel, so she flipped through it, and she was turning to the place where the simple practice was recorded.

Lin Yuanzheng said his needs while speaking, "Boss, can you understand? If you can understand, can you teach me?" I don't have the money to pay for it now, but I can borrow you to copy a copy of this book." ”

The girl didn't hear him say anything, and her whole mind was on the words of the book, as if she had been cut off from the outside world.

Readers sometimes have this kind of quirk, and they settle down when they look at it, and Lin Yuan has also heard of it, so he waited quietly for her to finish reading it. Unexpectedly, the girl looked at it and closed her eyes, and pinched her fingers in a strange movement and placed them on her chest. Following her fingers, Lin Yuan put his eyes on the breasts of other girls, this not very good-looking girl has a good figure.

He was looking at the people's chests, when suddenly a strange change appeared, and the girl's fingers pinched the fingers and gave out a faint light. It went out in a flash, but it was still captured.

"You're a guru??"

Lin Yuan was shocked and almost knelt down directly. As a mortal beggar, although he has a spiritual root and a deep hatred in the sea of blood, he still can't change his awe of immortals for a while.

The girl opened her eyes, recovered from her state of concentration, looked at Lin Yuan with a solemn expression, and asked, "Do you want me to teach you this cultivation method according to the records in this book?"

Lin Yuan nodded, "I have a spiritual root, I want to learn the content of the book to seek immortality." ”

Hearing this, the girl suddenly grinned, and her smile was a little scary. "Hahaha, okay! Yes! No problem! I knew it was right to stick to this cyclamen town!

Yesterday, the sojourn monk left with his newly accepted apprentices. Early this morning, many fairy-seeking disciples with spiritual roots left in frustration. However, one of them chose to stay in the town, she didn't want to disappoint the villagers who had made up the money for her to travel, and swore that she would not return to the village if she couldn't become an immortal.

And this has become the most correct choice she has ever made in her life!