In the mountains in February, there is no heat, let alone biting cold. The warm wind swept across the earth, swept across the melting Luo River, and hit the old locust by the Luo River, making a "squeak" sound, which made the young man under the tree not irritable.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, half of his white hair, and his face was withered, which matched the old Huai behind him, except for the slightly confused eyes.

Jiao Xu, originally a member of the Yu Qing clan of Wei State, left home a year ago and went out to study.

Just like the other disciples on the mountain, he yearns for immortality, for immortality, for eternity.

Clear eyes, with the wish of immortality, with the yearning for immortality, with the hope of eternity, looking at the quietly flowing Luohe, looking at the immortal mountain by the river, and looking at the pavilion on the immortal mountain.

"Nine months have passed, I, Jiao Xu, have not yet succeeded in practicing qi, is it really that there is an immortal fate and no immortal fate?" Jiao Xu sighed, with a hint of loneliness.

"There are still three months, and if you haven't stepped into the Qi training period, you will be swept away. The withered face twisted into a strange shape, full of loss and unwillingness, and it was extremely entangled.

The legend of immortality in the gods and monsters novel came true, and he circled around himself, and then, he actually slipped away.

It's bearable, it's bearable, Jiao Xu can't bear it!

Lazy with persistence, the character of a teenager is like this. If it weren't for this, how could he, who is not smart, have the miracle of being famous at the age of sixteen and going out to study at the age of seventeen, let alone this bizarre fate and encounter the legendary fairy fate.

There are still three months to go, and you must succeed!

Heaven closes a door for me, then, I'm Jiao Xu, and I'll smash it.

Bloom in the mud, rise in thorns, and become immortals in distress.

This kind of life is wonderful enough, gorgeous enough, and perfect enough.

At this moment, there was a faint sound under the water, the sound seemed to be blown off by the wind, and it seemed to be difficult to catch the faint sound that fell on Jiao Xu's ears.

Jiao Xu was stunned, and listened carefully, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually, like the angry roar of the heavenly father, the thunder rolled and roared in the sky.

The calm water tumbled violently, as if it were about to boil.

An invisible depression spread, and Jiao Xu felt inexplicably flustered.

He had a vague feeling as if something was about to happen.

This thing, as if to change his fate, may not be recovered, or it may soar into the sky.

Bang -

The surface of the water exploded violently, like a silver bottle bursting, and the iron rider stood out.

The water curtain covering the sky spread to both sides of the bank, sprinkled on Jiao Xu's body, wetting his clothes, and the breeze blew, and he suddenly felt a coolness.

Faintly, through the water curtain, he seemed to see a brilliant golden light.

wiped away the water stains on his face, the water curtain fell, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear.

It was a huge fish, more than eight feet long, its golden scales shining in the sun, its huge tail swaying violently, indescribably agile, and a pair of bowl-sized fish eyes flashing with a strange purple light.

Jiao Xu was stunned-

Thinking that he was seventeen years old, he exhausted all kinds of classics and classics, wild history and strange talks, and thought that he had poetry and books in his belly, and the world was in his heart.

But I never thought that after a year, I first met the legendary fairy fate, and then I saw a super-large fish on the bank of the Luo River.

Jiao Xu had to sigh that this world was too crazy.

This must be the legendary species in the mouth of the senior brother of the sect - the demon.

An existence with an almost infinite longevity, an existence that makes all cultivators envious, jealous and hateful.

In order to live forever, the cultivators followed one after another, sacrificing their lives and forgetting death. And immortality is almost born in a demon.

The senior brothers in the sect who have no hope of becoming enlightened are all extremely eager to be reborn as demons in the next life, so as to get rid of the stumbling on this rugged road of cultivation.

Jiao Xu, who has been bathed in the glory of a saint since he was a child and is familiar with Confucian classics, originally sneered at this desire.

Man is the chief of all things, and he is not comparable to evil.

But now that he saw this brilliant golden light, this roaring majesty, he had a desire to become a demon for the first time - if all this could be born.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that he was so shallow as a self-proclaimed gentleman.

The fishtail crossed the sky, flashing a graceful arc, extremely agile, as if trying to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the surface of the water suddenly lifted, and the roaring momentum shook the sky, and under Jiao Xu's feeling, the time and space on the bank of the Luo River seemed to tremble.

Through the towering water curtain, a giant python about dozens of feet long is faintly visible.

The dark light on the python's body and the brilliant golden light complement each other, and the heavens and the earth are obscured.

The giant python soared up, its bloody mouth opened, and swallowed towards the big fish, the sky-high momentum, as if it wanted to swallow the sky together.

The giant python was going to eat the fish, Jiao Xu finally realized it, and he couldn't help but want to ask: What are you doing to fight and kill, peaceful development is the theme of the current immortal cultivation world, okay?

The fishtail swing became more and more intense, and the golden light became more and more brilliant, as if it was trying to break free, the huge python mouth. The eight-zhang long fish body, in front of the python's mouth, is as small as an ant.

Inside the python's mouth, the cyan fangs were exposed, and the faint cyan light flickered, and Jiao Xu looked at it, and a faint fear grew in his heart.

The cyan fangs must have been a great terror.

Jiao Xu has a kind of sorrow like an egg, he is so bored that he goes down the mountain to relax, and he can actually meet the legendary demon, and it is also a big demon that looks not very ordinary at two ends.

This is still the gate of Tianwai Mountain, and the gods on the mountain are not at home? There are demons making trouble, you don't care?

If you miss out on such an excellent disciple because you are busy participating in Zen and discussing the Tao, and then the sect loses a chance to rise, will you regret it?

Well, you won't regret it.

Because...... You don't know how good I am.

The heavens will descend on the people in the great responsibility, they must first starve their minds, suffer their bodies, and then have a long way to go, and then ...... What is it?

There was no hope for the gods on the mountain to ask for help, so Jiao Xu had to pray to the Confucian saints. However, at this time, fear spread all over his body, his body stiffened, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't even remember the "Book of Rites" very clearly.

How embarrassing does this make Jiao Daxiu? This paragraph should be "The Book of Rites", right?

For the first time, he was so close to death.

If he is lucky enough not to die this time, he will definitely flip through the book and check whether it is the "Book of Rites"? No, no, it is messy, and if he wants to distinguish the contradiction between the main and the secondary, he will definitely work hard to cultivate, become an immortal and become a god, trample under his feet these monsters who are frightening when he has eaten and eaten, and ask them: Why did you come out to be scary? Do you know how many flowers and plants have been trampled on? The key is, who are you scaring is not good, why are you scaring Lao Tzu?

The golden light on the fish's body was so bright that the python's mouth caught up with the fish's tail, as if to cover the golden light.

Click-

In the end, the fish did not escape the fate of becoming the belly of the python. The huge python's mouth closed, leaving a hint of scarlet at the corner of its mouth.

Jiao Xu seemed to see that the light on the fish's body was shining to the extreme, and in an instant, it seemed to be dim for a moment.

Fear has begun to affect vision, Jiao Xu thinks.

Just when he thought that after the python ate the fish, it would definitely solve him as an ant.

After all, compared to fish, human flesh is a great supplement for demons. This is what the senior brother on the mountain said.

However, the python's next move surprised him.

The python faced the direction of the Tianwai Mountain, arched its long body, and looked at the mountain with a pair of narrow eyes, and the fierceness and murderous aura in its eyes disappeared, replaced by fear, weakness, and the fear of forcibly suppressing it.

For a long time, Jiao Xu stood there, with no strength left in his body, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

The corner of the python's eyes flashed with hesitation, and finally, as if making up some kind of determination, its body gradually faded until it disappeared.

Boom......

Jiao Xu fell to the ground, gasping for air. Ever since the python's aura appeared, his body hadn't moved.

That breath, even compared to those deacons on the mountain, seemed to be a world of difference between clouds and mud.

Jiao Xu's eyes looked up at the sky, and for the first time in his life, he had a desire for strength.

If in the past, he cultivated immortals for the legendary immortality, then from today onwards, he has one more purpose:

To be in charge, to be in charge of one's own life and death, to be in charge of one's own destiny.

Suddenly, his hand seemed to touch something, and when he touched it, it was round and warm......

It was as if a stream of heat was coming from his palm, and he regained some strength.

When I picked it up, it was a golden bead that exuded a mysterious light. Inexplicably, he remembered the dimness on the fish's body before he died.

Then, without waiting for him to take a closer look, the bead disappeared from the palm of his hand, ** disappeared naked.

Jiao Xu, it's not surprising, there are too many things that happened today, and he has completely digested them.

Feeling that his body was almost recovered, Jiao Xu stood up and staggered towards the mountain.

The remnant sun was like blood, the mountain was bathed in a layer of light, and Jiao Xu's shadow was stretched to grow elders.

He didn't notice that behind him, next to the old locust tree, an old man, with a withered face, was looking at him with deep eyes.

On the mountain, there are thousands of thatched huts, scattered and scattered, standing in the wind.

The real Tianwaishan, of course, is not so.

Jiao Xu's gaze, with longing, passed through thousands of thatched huts and looked into the deepest part of the mountain.

It is said that that it is the place where the real people of Tianwaimen, those senior brothers, live.

And these thousands of thatched huts are just temporary residences for these reserve disciples.

The time limit is one year, if you step into the Qi training period, you will be a person from the Tianwai Mountain Gate, and if you fail, you will have to go down the mountain in disgrace.

This time, the mountain gate recruited 968 reserve disciples, and in the past nine months, 41 people have successfully practiced qi, left here, stepped into the mountain gate, and obtained the qualification to stagger in building roads.

Forty-one people, not even a fraction of nine hundred and sixty-eight people.

And these more than 900 people were also selected from hundreds of thousands of people nine months ago, and they have the qualification to cultivate immortals, and this qualification, for the immortals on the mountain, is called Linggen.

Those who have spiritual roots are the elite of the elite, but more than half of the time has passed, and those who have successfully practiced qi and stepped into the immortal path are less than one in ten.

Countless talents will stop on the path of immortality when practicing qi, and this is only the first step in the long path of cultivation.

This shows how difficult it is to build roads.

Jiao Xu doesn't want himself to become such a member.

After seeing the earth-shattering power of the big demon, his heart has matured a little and strengthened a little.

Inexplicably, he was full of confidence.

He, like those forty-one people, will eventually succeed in practicing qi and step into the path of immortality.