The Nanhua Mountains are more than 2,000 miles longitudinal and horizontal, with countless dangerous mountains and peaks, and poisonous snakes and beasts often haunt. In addition, the mountains are perennially cloudy and difficult to discern, so apart from the foot of the outer peaks, there are occasionally woodcutters and hunters living there, and the depths of the mountains are inaccessible.

Deep in the center of the Nanhua Mountains, there are several peaks that are nearly 1,000 feet high to form a vast canyon. It's just that this canyon is shrouded in dense clouds all year round, and you can't see anything clearly two or three feet away.

There were also a few brave mountain people who tried to explore this strange thick cloud and fog together. However, when they walked into this dense fog for more than ten feet, they would completely lose their way, and often toss for several hours before finally running out of the area covered by the clouds. And then you will find that they are back to where they were. After many failed attempts, these people finally gave up, ignored the mysterious canyon, and told their families and neighbors not to set foot here.

One day, a handsome young man dressed in white, holding a newborn baby in his arms, was running in the direction of the canyon. His speed was extremely fast, as if he was running as fast as he could, but the expression on his face was very relaxed, as if he was strolling leisurely.

It didn't take long for the young man in white to come to the Grand Canyon and stop in front of the dense clouds. He took out a beautiful jade the size of a soybean and a red jade from his bosom, whispered a few words to it, and then threw the red jade into the clouds with a wave of his hand. The red jade streaked a red light, and quickly burrowed into the dense fog and disappeared.

After about half a pillar of incense, a strong wind suddenly blew from the depths of the canyon, whistling in front of the white-clothed young man, and then turned into a little white light in front of his eyes and disappeared.

The young man in white seemed to be accustomed to this, and did not show any surprised expression. He held the baby in his arms and walked quickly into the depths of the canyon along a passage formed by the strong wind that had dispersed the dense fog.

A moment later, behind the young man in white, the thick clouds and fog churned and reversed, covering up the passage that had just formed, and the Grand Canyon returned to its usual appearance.

After the young man in white walked along the passage for two or three hundred feet, the dense fog in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a cascade of pavilions and buildings, and criss-crossing roads, and occasionally a few men and women dressed like him walked through it. In the midst of this foggy canyon is a hidden town.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Jian Han? Who's child is the baby you are holding in your arms, could it be that you secretly gave birth outside?" a black-faced man of the same age as him asked in surprise when he saw him holding the baby.

"What do you say! I want to give birth to it, why do I have to be sneaky! I don't know whose family this child is, I picked it up on the way back!" said the young man in white.

"Picked it up!?Why did you pick up a mortal child and bring it to the family?" the black-faced man looked puzzled, and he looked suspicious.

"This little guy has a spiritual root, I don't believe you to check it! Isn't the family recruiting new disciples, so I brought it by the way. Strange to say, I saw this child on a very barren hillside, naked, without crying or making a fuss. Moreover, I searched for a whole circle in the vicinity for more than ten miles, but I didn't see any other figures at all! I saw that he happened to have a spiritual root, and he couldn't bear to throw it away on the barren mountain, so he simply brought it back to the family. Seeing the other party's expression of disbelief, the young man in white briefly explained the origin of the child.

The black-faced man touched the thin wrist of the sleeping baby according to his words, and after a while of silence, he said: "Sure enough, it has a spiritual root, but it seems to be very miscellaneous, and the qualifications should not be very good!"

"Hmph, you think you are a monk in the foundation building period, you can judge the surname of the spiritual root! Don't talk to you, I'll go to the third elder, report the task to him, and by the way, ask for instructions on how to deal with this child. The young man in white said, waved his hand to the other party to say goodbye, and walked along the street to a three-story exquisite pavilion.

Three years later, in this mysterious town in the middle of the canyon, a toddler in his early three years old and a toddler was talking softly with a slightly chubby, amiable woman in her thirties and forties.

"Aunt Yun, you said, I was picked up by Uncle Jian Han?" the toddler raised his head, pulled the sleeve of the woman who was resting on the chair, and said word by word in a milky child's voice. Compared to children of the same age, he speaks very fluently.

"That's right. Your name is five, and he took it. The middle-aged woman stroked the child's hair and said softly.

She has lived in this canyon since she was born, and because she does not have any "spiritual roots", she has become one of the few ordinary mortals in the town, and has never left this town. Since seven or eight years ago, her main role has been to take care of a group of children from birth to two or three years old, raising them up to the age of five, and then naturally someone will take them to other places in the canyon.

As a result, she has long been accustomed to dealing with noisy and crying babies and toddlers, and she has become more and more proficient. At noon, more than 20 children were taking a sweet nap, and she also took the opportunity to lean on a Taishi chair to rest. Unexpectedly, Wugen, who usually never cries and is the most well-behaved, came to her to ask her long and short questions.

"Aunt Yun, why do you call me five roots? I've heard people talk about five spirit roots before, what do you mean?" the child raised his head with a curious expression.

It seems that she can't sleep this nap, and she doesn't have this habit anyway, the middle-aged woman Suo held the child on her lap and talked softly.

"Aunt Yun doesn't know either. Aunt Yun heard people say that spiritual roots are innate. Only those who have spiritual roots can practice what immortal exercises, and those who do not have spiritual roots can only be mortals. Five roots you have a good life, you are born with spiritual roots, and after you are five years old, the Jian family will find someone to take you to practice the immortal law. Aunt Yun has no spiritual root, so she can only be busy all her life. The middle-aged woman replied patiently, and at the end, sighed softly.

"What are the Five Spiritual Roots? Didn't you say that I am the Five Spiritual Roots, so the name is the Five Spiritual Roots?"

"Yes, Aunt Yun heard Uncle Jian Han say that your spiritual root is a five-spirit root, which doesn't seem to be very good, so he named you Wugen. Aunt Yun doesn't know much about what it means, but when you grow up in the future, you will naturally understand. Middle-aged women are always so soft-spoken and very patient, but when they encounter unclear questions, they move out the timeless famous saying "You will know when you grow up".

"Aunt Yun, what is the cultivation of immortal law?" the child asked another question.

"This Aunt Yun doesn't know either, with a spiritual root, you can practice the immortal law, and then you can live a long life and never get sick. There are all kinds of spells, all of them are very powerful! When the five roots grow up in the future, they will be so powerful!" The woman knew very little about this, and in just a few words, she told all the information she knew, and her tone was full of envy.

"Oh, where are we now?" The child changed the topic, no longer entangled in what women like Spirit Root Cultivators didn't know at all, but asked some things that children often asked.

"We are Jane's house in the Nanhua Mountains. The woman felt a little relieved that the child had stopped asking questions that were difficult for her to answer.

"Where are the Nanhua Mountains?" This question seems to have been prepared for a long time, one ring after another.

"The Nanhua Mountains are in the southern part of the Golden Flame Country. The woman pinched the child's tender and lovely face and said.

"Where is the Golden Flame Country?" this is the legendary child who broke the casserole and asked to the end.

"The Golden Flame Country is on the Tian Yuan Continent, Aunt Yun heard that the Tian Yuan Continent is very big, and the Golden Flame Country is so big, it is just one of the insignificant small countries. The woman replied patiently, but as soon as she finished speaking, there was a hint of remorse in her heart. If the child continues to ask her what is the country and what is the continent, how should she answer?

Fortunately, the child didn't ask that, but asked a very strange question: "Aunt Yun, do you know that there is a country called Datang?"