Staring at the small black valley in front of him, Zhou Nan felt a burst of excitement in his heart. Even though he has experienced a lot in the past few years, his mood has improved a lot. But after all, he is just a teenager, and when he sees his dream beckoning to him for many years, how can he be like water?

After calming down, Zhou Nan walked quickly to the small valley. According to Qian Mu, although Qian Mu may lie to himself, Zhou Nan also has to do it.

He can't afford to wait!

Standing in the middle of the small valley, holding the silver and silver short sword in his hand, he took a deep breath, and silently recited the steps to enter the valley a few times, Zhou Nan's eyes were cold, and he moved.

East 7, West 4, South 9, North 7···

After a cup of tea, suddenly the entire small valley flashed with white light, and it shook violently. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, it was all here, Zhou Nan couldn't care about anything, his expression was condensed, and he stepped out due east.

I saw that the whole valley was moving in the south of Zhou, like a small stone thrown into the calm lake, rippling with the slightest ripple. The white light flashed again, and the small valley calmed down, but in the same place, Zhou Nan's figure had already disappeared.

During this period, Zhou Nan only felt that the world was spinning for a while. At the moment of passing through the water curtain, he clearly felt that his whole body and mind seemed to be seen through. Suddenly, Zhou Nan looked shocked, and he gasped for several breaths before he regained consciousness. Just a trace of cold sweat was all over his forehead, wetting his long hair.

After settling down, Zhou Nan secretly said in his heart: "This immortal cultivator's means are really not covered!"

sighed, Zhou Nan didn't pay any more attention to this, so he restrained his thoughts, raised his head, and fixed his eyes.

He was in a small, dimly lit room, with a thick layer of dust on the floor, and no one had ever come back except for his footprints.

There was a slight doubt in his heart: "Doesn't the people of the Xuanhuo Sect go out?" After thinking about it, Zhou Nan was puzzled for a while, and after thinking to no avail, he walked towards the outside of the house.

In fact, Zhou Nan didn't know what to do, most of the people who usually went out from the Xuanhuo Sect were immortal cultivators, flying in the air, passing through the formation directly from the air, so would they descend and walk with their legs?

And this small room is for ordinary people, but no one has been out for a long time, so this is the case. After all, in the world of immortal cultivators, ordinary people going out of the world would not have much effect, but would cause a lot of trouble.

Pushing open the old gate, Zhou Nan almost didn't get used to the fiery red color of the Xuanhuo Mountain Range for a long time, and blinded his eyes. The house is built halfway up the mountain, what kind of fiery red is it?

Green mountains and clear waters, lush, layers of love, covering the sky and the sun, insects and birds, birds singing and flowers, clouds and mist, like illusion and reality. What a paradise, a fairyland on earth! If ordinary people can live here, I am afraid that they will be grateful. Zhou Nan was also shocked by this instantaneous change. But after all, he is not an ordinary person, and after a slight gaffe, he quickly came back to his senses.

Looking up, the mountain is hundreds of feet high, and there is no end in sight.

The top of the mountain is covered with rain and mist, and it is difficult to see really. From time to time, there are figures flying in and out. Retreat or red, purple, or blue. The men are well-dressed, handsome and handsome, and the women are as beautiful as flowers, like lotus and jade.

But at this scene, Zhou Nan was only slightly envious. He knew that one day he would do the same, even better than them. When this coat is taken off, who can know what to say? Therefore, after looking at it for a while, he sighed and sighed, Zhou Nan was not fascinated by the appearance, and sobered up.

Looking down, a river of clear water is paddling the sky, and it is still tranquil.

In the middle of the valley, there is a small city, and it is not clear what it is. A big river, besieged and walked. If it weren't for man-made, Zhou Nan wouldn't have believed it! After a little hesitation, Zhou Nan straightened his clothes, took the package, and walked towards the small town at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, he was ordinary and ordinary, and he couldn't see a little brilliance.

Standing in front of the small town, Zhou Nan sighed with emotion. The entire city is built with unknown red boulders, which is small and exudes an ancient and atmospheric atmosphere, not like a city, but more like a work of art. On the city gate, the four big characters of 'Xuanhuo Inner City' are powerful and powerful, revealing a strong smell of dust.

There were no guards at the city gate, and Zhou Nan hesitated for a moment, then raised his feet and stepped into Chengzhong.

After turning his head and thinking about it for a while, he smiled bitterly and understood. This is the realm of cultivating immortals, in the territory of the Xuanhuo Sect, if anyone dares to be presumptuous here, it is purely an old birthday star hanging, and he is afraid of a long life! Therefore, what is the difference between this guard, whether there is or not?

As soon as Pu entered the city, Zhou Nan was stunned by the prosperity in front of him. Compared to this, the previous Xuanhuo City was simply a dirt chicken and a dog, nothing. The two are no longer on the same level at all, and there is no comparison in the slightest.

After all, he is not familiar with life, and Zhou Nan is not in a hurry. Just take a steady step, walk along the lively neighborhood, with an attitude of appreciation, slowly moving forward.

The lively shouting sound passed in his ears, and after a while, Zhou Nan's mountain atmosphere was washed away a lot, and he became more like a normal person.

In half a day, Zhou Nan browsed the entire town. Rubbing his forehead, feeling a little tired, and having to inquire about the news, Zhou Nan rolled his eyes and walked towards the inn.

As we all know, restaurants, teahouses, inns and other places, there are many people, three religions and nine streams, everything, even if they are immortal cultivators, they are inevitably exchanging news. Therefore, if you want to inquire about the news, these places are a good place to go.

came to a place called 'Yuelai Inn', Zhou Nan casually threw out a large piece of gold, and stayed here in the compliment of Xiao Er. At the same time, he also learned some news about the Xuanhuo Inner City from Xiao Er, which made him very excited.

Xuanhuo Inner City, as the name suggests, is a city within the Xuanhuo Sect.

In the city, a large number of mortals live.

However, these mortals are different from the mortals of the outside world. Most of their ancestors were immortal cultivators of the Xuanhuo Sect, and in the thousand-year history of the Xuanhuo Sect, many monks also branched out.

But not everyone is favored by heaven and earth and has spiritual roots. So, with nowhere to go, they settled here. Over time, hundreds of years have passed, and a city has been formed.

After all, no matter how you say it, their ancestors were more or less Xuanhuo Sect cultivators, and the Xuanhuo Sect couldn't drive them out. Such behavior is something that the Xuanhuo Sect, which prides itself on being famous and upright, can't do it.

Although immortal cultivators want to abandon the red world, it is not just a matter of breaking it. If Lao Tzu is a monk of the Xuanhuo Sect, but his son has no spiritual roots, would Lao Tzu want to drive his son out of the sect? No matter how unfriendly he is, it is very inevitable that immortal cultivators will be vulgar in this kind of matter.

Although the previous generation has a spiritual root, and this generation does not have a spiritual root, no one can be sure that the next generation will not jump out of a person with extraordinary spiritual root potential? This kind of thing is not uncommon in the inner city of Xuanhuo, and often the family is poor, but it is not impossible for a monk to suddenly jump out, and the pheasant will become a phoenix and soar into the sky.

After all, their ancestors were all monks, and the chance of having a spiritual root was much greater than that of the outside world, so the Xuanhuo Inner City could be described as a reserve warehouse for the disciples of the Xuanhuo Sect. After all, people with spiritual roots are one in a million.

Instead of looking aimlessly in the outside world, it is better to cultivate the pleasure of yourself. In the same way, the higher the affinity for the sect, the less likely it is to appear a traitor.

As a result, the high-level of the Xuanhuo Sect also acquiesced in this matter, and specially built the Xuanhuo Inner City. And every year, among the new disciples of the Xuanhuo Sect, eighty percent are from the Xuanhuo Inner City.

Every three years, the sect tests everyone under the age of twenty. If you can pass, you can join the Xuanhuo Sect and become an immortal cultivator.

After learning that the Xuanhuo Sect had tests every three years, Zhou Nan paid attention to it. After inquiry, there are still two years left before the next disciple is admitted. So, he had his own plan.

However, the most important thing at the moment is how to gain a foothold in this Xuanhuo inner city, and you can't stay in the inn every day. Moreover, not afraid of 10,000, just in case. His identity is unknown, if it is time for the Xuanhuo Sect to investigate, with his own identity, if he is caught, then he will be dead and alive.

For immortal cultivators, if they are suspicious and you don't have a reasonable explanation, then they will never be patient enough to listen to their own explanations. It's just going to crush you to death mercilessly. For immortal cultivators, it's just a matter of waving their hands, so why should they waste time listening to you explain?

Therefore, in the following month, Zhou Nan racked his brains for the issue of identity. Finally, the hard work paid off, and by all coincidences, he really found a suitable identity.

In the northwest corner of the inner city of Xuanhuo, in a house with the sign of 'Wang's Blacksmith Shop', a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, shirtless, was swinging a sledgehammer, vigorously beating the ore in his hand.

The sound of 'ding ding ding' was endless, and after a cup of tea, the young man finally practiced the ore in his hand into the shape of a long knife. At this moment, he stopped, picked up the long knife in his hand, and plunged into the pool of water next to him.

With a 'sizzle' sound, a large white mist rose. After the white mist dissipated and the long knife cooled down, the young man didn't care about wiping the sweat off his forehead, hurriedly picked up the long knife, and looked at it carefully. After watching quietly for a while, the young man frowned, threw the long knife on the shelf next to him, and thought hard.

Youyou sighed, and the young man said helplessly, "I haven't done it for a few years, and I'm rusty, so it seems that I have to work hard." Otherwise, if it continues like this, this craft will really be wasted. ”

I heard the sound of throwing knives, and at this moment, an old man in his sixties came out of the house. The old man's figure was a little thin, but his eyes were so bright that people didn't dare to look at him directly.

At this moment, the old man walked towards the young man with a smile on his face, a bowl of water in both hands. He opened his mouth and said, "If you're thirsty, drink some water first." ”

Seeing the old man, the young man's frowning brow instantly relaxed. Without saying a word, he took the bowl of water and drank it in a big gulp. Seeing the young man like this, the old man laughed loudly, and the house shook with his voice. Obviously, the straightforwardness of the teenager is very much in line with the appetite of the old man.

The young man is Zhou Nan, and the old man is the owner and partner of this blacksmith shop, Old Man Wang.

After laughing, Old Man Wang picked up the knife that Zhou Nan had thrown and looked at it carefully. While touching it lovingly, he couldn't help but admire: "Tsk, I didn't expect that you kid still has this hand." Although the material of this knife is not very good, the forging technique is very unique, but it is a little rusty. If you practice a few more smooth, the heat will be almost the same. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Nan arched his hand and said with a smile: "Wang Lao praised it, casting is not an overnight thing, the kid is just ingenious and clever, and he deserves to be praised by Wang Lao." For your old forging skills, the kid admires it very much!"

Zhou Nan said this sincerely, and the old man who listened to it laughed heartily again.

"Young people are not arrogant or impatient, modest and cautious, and they are good seedlings. If he had met you in the early years, the old man would have taken you as an apprentice. It's a pity, with your current ability, the old man can't afford to teach it!" Wang Lao sighed.