Cultivating the truth is actually an extremely boring thing, the world sees the mystical and wonderful methods of the masters of the Immortal Gate, but they can't see their silent cultivation for countless years behind them.

Lin Xiu was not yet ten years old, but he was always very serious in his cultivation every night. He has been practicing in the dream realm for half a year, and he has never been lazy for a day. The cultivation of Tuna to guide the aura is the most singular and boring, but it is also the foundation that every cultivator needs to rely on, and Lin Xiu can be so firm, which also makes Zeng Li feel great comfort. He had already begun to think about it, and after Lin Xiu's Qi condensation was successful, he would teach him some introductory Dao methods.

Another night passed. After waking up from the dream, Lin Xian was about to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but he heard a noise behind the house. Running into the kitchen, Lin Xiu saw that Daddy was pushing the wheel of a wheelchair and washing rice for cooking.

Lin Xiu hurriedly stepped forward, "Daddy, your body is inconvenient, let me do this." ”

Daddy laughed and said, "Daddy, I'm in good spirits now, Xiu'er, since you used the baby that Dean Zeng gave me to knead Daddy's back every night, I haven't suffered a single back injury." I feel more energetic now than when my legs and feet were better before, and I won't be allowed to do something, Daddy, I'm uncomfortable. ”

Lin Xiu also laughed after hearing this, seeing that Daddy's face was ruddy now, and his complexion was much better than half a year ago, so he didn't stop Daddy from making breakfast.

Back in his room, Lin Xiu thought to himself: "The effect of this brush is really strange, if you continue to use it, Daddy's illness will definitely be completely cured." ”

Happy, Lin Xiu also remembered a strange thing that had happened in the past six months.

Ever since he followed Dean Zeng to cultivate in the dream realm, Lin Xiu had never relaxed himself. Even during the day, as long as he had time, he would find a place where no one was and continue to breathe in the aura. The aura in Chang'an Town naturally couldn't be compared to the Taoyuan Dream Realm, but it was strange to say, sometimes, Lin Xiu would actually feel a large amount of aura pouring into his body from his chest. This aura came suddenly, a hundred times stronger than the aura he had absorbed in the dream space. However, because of his limited talent, Lin Xiu still didn't have much aura that could be channeled into his body.

Lin Xiu has been pondering the origin of this aura, and when he asked Dean Zeng for advice, he also laughed it off, only saying that Lin Xiu's cultivation was not enough, and he mistook the qi of the Quartet for the aura.

At this moment, recalling all the mysteries of the brush in his arms, Lin Xiu couldn't help but whisper: "Could it be that this matter is also related to the brush?"

When Lin Xiugang thought about it like this, the brush hanging in his arms with a red rope suddenly slapped him hard. Lin Xiu grinned in pain, but he didn't scream, but immediately took the black pen out of his arms.

When Lin Xiu put the black pen in front of his eyes, he didn't find anything abnormal, but the heavy blow just now would definitely not be an illusion, and now there was a red mark on Lin Xiu's chest.

After thinking for a while, Lin Xiu said to the black brush for the first time, "Magic Brush, did you manifest your spirit just now?"

Lin Xiu completely regarded this brush as a divine object, and he loved it very much, and he couldn't help but have a hint of awe when he spoke. After finishing speaking, the brush shook violently in Lin Xiu's hand, and then returned to rest.

Lin Xiu was excited in his heart, secretly thinking that this magic pen must be able to understand what he was saying. So, he asked again, "During the day, did the large amount of aura I occasionally feel come from you?"

The brush shook again. Lin Xiu was even more happy, feeling that this was the brush answering himself, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Magic brush, are you a divine object that fell from the sky?"

This time the brush did not respond.

Lin Xiu felt that this was probably the meaning of the negative, and after thinking for a while, Lin Xiu asked a question he had always wanted to know about the brush.

"Divine Pen, I have mediocre talents, can I cultivate this immortal path?"

After Lin Xiu finished asking, the brush didn't respond at first, but suddenly, it broke free of Lin Xiu's hands, and then flew to the wall, quickly drawing a line of text on it:

"Sincerity, gold and stone are open, and chance is created, not only immortal. ”

The black handwriting flashed in front of Lin Xiu's eyes, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. The brush had flown back into his hand at some point, Lin Xiu looked indifferently at the mottled red mud wall, although it was empty in front of him, but the flashing words gave Lin Xiu great encouragement, making his eyes more resolute than before.

Cultivators in the world believe that talent and spiritual roots are the key to whether or not they can attain the Great Dao in absolute certainty, and only those who have the True Dao in their bodies will understand the importance of perseverance and chance.

It was only sixteen words, but it made the young and ignorant Lin Xiu feel solemn in his heart, and he secretly swore to himself: "No matter how difficult this road is, I, Lin Xiu, must find my own path of cultivation in this life." ”

From this day on, no matter day or night, Lin Xiu spent his time in a fulfilling cultivation. In addition, he still studies hard in the private school every day.

Since the incident during the annual examination, those who looked down on Lin Xiu in the past have sneered at him even more, and He Kun has also taken out that thing from time to time to show his talent. He doesn't have to worry about the next annual exam, because in a few months, He Kun will be twelve, and Daddy has already spent a lot of money to buy gifts and go to Zhong Nan Mountain, and soon after, the immortals of the 'Zhong Nan faction' will come to Chang'an Town in person and pick him up to go to Xianmen to cultivate.

Lin Xiu didn't care about this, but he found that whenever He Kun recited aloud in the private school how the Zhongnan faction had succeeded, a trace of strangeness flashed in the eyes of Dean Zeng, who was pretending to be serious.

......

There are five peaks in Zhongnan, all of which are immortal lands.

Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, Lu Yixian, the founding patriarch of the Zhongnan faction, suppressed a "natural calamity beast" under the five peaks of Zhongnan and single-handedly founded the Zhongnan faction. Although the natural calamity beast was suppressed, the strong spiritual power was permeated in the mountains, and Lu Yixian spent his life cultivating to resolve the natural calamity spiritual power with immortal methods. A hundred years later, Lu Yixian, who had become the Great Dao of Heavenly Immortals, did not fly away, he used his physical body to transform into the Zhongnan Five Peaks Guardian Array, so that the Zhongnan faction stood tall after 10,000 years of catastrophe.

Regardless of whether the legend is true or false, the current Zhongnan faction is still the Dixing cultivation faction. In the Zhao State, the Zhongnan faction is the holy land of cultivation, which is one of the four pillars of the Zhao State, in addition to the four ancestors who are cultivating in the outer regions and have unfathomable strength, there are five masters in the Yudan period in their doors, and Zhao Yuqi, the Hongxia Zhenren who has taken over the head for more than 60 years, has reached the late stage of the Yudan, and is likely to set foot in the Yuanying realm in less than 20 years.

The Zhongnan faction has a great influence in the Qi country and the surrounding regions, if any family or family has descendants who can be favored by the Zhongnan faction as disciples, the status of this family will immediately rise several times, and even the imperial court will issue them on time with a salary higher than that of a sixth-rank official or above.

At this time, on Qingxuan Peak, the main peak of Zhongnan, a Taoist who looked middle-aged but was actually more than two hundred years old was standing in the wind, looking at the misty clouds and mist between the five peaks. He smiled, waved the feather fan in his hand, and a huge white crane with bloodshot eyes suddenly flew up from the fog. The white crane flew to the top of the cliff where the Taoist was standing, and with a shake of his body, a gourd hanging on his back slowly fell into the hands of the Taoist.

The Taoist unscrewed the gourd and poured out a pill that emitted a glowing white light from it.

"Well, Senior Brother Qi's alchemy skills are increasing day by day, and this grade of 'Huiling Pill' is nothing more than Zhao Guo's 'Dingmen'. As he spoke, the Taoist took the pill in his hand into his mouth, and immediately, between his hair, there was a lot of vigorous spiritual power.

"Oh. The Taoist smiled again, "Senior Brother Qi really has a heart, and he actually placed the 'Gathering Spirit' material in the Hui Ling Pill for me, hehe, isn't this an extra ten days of cultivation for me." ”

"Hmph. ”

I saw that after the Taoist finished speaking, the huge white crane in front of him let out a cold snort, and then listened to it and said: "Qi Heng, that old man is so attentive to you, isn't it just that he wants to keep his status as the master of 'Xiaoquan Peak'. Master of the family, the red pupil really doesn't understand, that huge little spring peak, why are you still willing to hand it over to a bad old man like Qi Heng? No matter how good the alchemy is, hey, the cultivation of the virtual realm is not the same as me. ”

The Taoist who was called the head of the sect was Zhao Yuqi, the current head of the Zhongnan faction. When he heard the white crane in front of him spitting out, he didn't have the slightest surprise, but smiled slightly: "What, do you want to be the master of Xiaoquan Peak?"

"That, the old man Qi has done it, why can't the red pupils do it, I, I just don't like the waste old man. "White Crane Red Pupil, more than 100 years ago, it fell from the sky and flew in front of the "Seven Xuan Ancestors" of the Zhongnan faction. The Seven Xuan Ancestor handed it over to Zhao Yuqi, asked him to take good care of him, and named him Red Pupil. In the meantime, he didn't know what was going on, and the Seven Xuan Ancestors immediately left Di Xing and went to an unknown place in the universe. Red Pupil soared freely in Zhongnan Five Peaks every day, and ten years later, he blurted out human language, which scared the disciples on the mountain a lot. Later, Red Pupil was passed on by Zhao Yuqi, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the virtual realm.

Because Hongtong'er seemed to have some secrets that only the Seven Xuan Ancestors knew, Zhao Yuqi was extremely spoiled by him, as if he had regarded him as his beloved apprentice.

After listening to Hongtong'er's words, Zhao Yuqi shook her head slightly and said: "Hongtong'er, alchemy is not as easy as you think, do you know why the masters on the mountain are reluctant to do alchemy by themselves? Hehe, it's not because they can't refine well, but this alchemy is too time-consuming, think about it, if there is a junior brother around you who only knows alchemy and sends you the pill every day, wouldn't it be beautiful." I don't dare to say anything about other sects, but your Uncle Qi Heng is very precious, hahaha......"

Although Zhao Yuqi laughed, her laughter and eyes were full of sarcasm. Red Pupil didn't know what to say, but still said dissatisfiedly: "Refine, refine, refin, but if he doesn't refine the elixir for the head of the house one day, Red Pupil will go and peck off his eyeballs." ”

Red Pupil said it so ruthlessly, but Zhao Yuqi stroked its back and said with a smile: "Red Pupil is really filial." By the way, what's going on in the sect?"

Hongtong'er shook his long neck and said, "He Xiong, a wealthy merchant in Chang'an Town thousands of miles away, sent a box of three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, ten catties of refined Xuantie and twenty drops of cold dew, saying that he wanted to recommend his son He Kun to be a disciple of my Zhongnan faction. ”

Zhao Yuqi nodded, "I remember, about twelve years ago, Senior Brother Meng Yang mentioned to me that baby with good talent, and now they have all grown up. His father was really attentive and found so many precious materials. Okay, just give Senior Brother Meng Yang a face, and tell him that in a month, my Zhongnan faction will have a master to go to Chang'an Town in person, and if He Kun is indeed talented, it will not hurt to accept him. ”

"That's right, Master. "Red Pupil suddenly remembered something again, "There is a middle-aged man named Wang Bo who knelt at the foot of the mountain ten days ago, wanting to get started, he only has the cultivation of condensing qi to get started, Master Huang Lang refused to accept him, he wanted to drive him away, but he inadvertently found a trace of 'scattering spirits and seizing righteousness' in his mind, Master Huang Lang specially asked me to report to you." ”

"Scattering the spirit to seize righteousness?" Zhao Yuqi was puzzled in her heart, and said in a low voice: "This method was created by my master, and at present, only me and the five junior disciples of the Zhongnan faction can use this exercise, but neither I nor them can use it on the scattered cultivation under the mountain...... This, is it ......" Zhao Yuqi's eyes suddenly lit up, and then immediately asked Xiang Hongtong'er: "Where is that person now?"

"At the foot of the mountain, Master Huang Lang is there. ”

"Quick, bring this person to Qingxuan Peak immediately. ”