Chapter 1 Agreements
Like the remnants of blood, the afterglow shines on the Yuantian Continent.
A corner of the Golden City is the Ziyang Mountains, stretching for thousands of miles.
At the foot of the hill, a quiet and peaceful village, as night fell, there was a faint smoke of cooking, and occasionally a dog barked or two.
In the center of the village, there is a small but slightly majestic building, just casually look at it, you feel the mottled years, on the plaque, there are four big characters written vigorously:
"Yuan's ancestral hall".
The ancestral hall is not big, the incense flickering inside, enshrined more than 100 tablets, outside the ancestral hall, a small square paved with bluestone, a few big trees, the crown of the tree has been like an umbrella, it looks like thousands of years.
An old man with white hair, dressed in a washed white coarse cloth shirt, looked like he was in his eighties, with his hands folded, kneeling on a futon in front of the tablet.
At the same time, not far from this small village, on a cliff like a knife, a young man in a coarse cloth shirt, sitting with his eyes closed, if it is a martial arts cultivator, it can be observed at this time that above the young man's head, there are several wisps of golden aura circling, although this breath is not very obvious.
"Heh......"
With a breath, the boy exhaled a cloudy breath and his eyes opened.
Such a scene is not an uncommon thing for the people of the Yuantian Continent.
This continent, I can't tell when it started, this kind of martial arts cultivation qi has already been formed, young women, young and old, will go to cultivate, and just this young man can have such an aura formed on the top of his head, which means that he has reached the first realm of martial arts cultivation from a cultivator:
"Practicing the physical environment"
The young man used his vitality to walk around his body, and felt that his limbs and bones were much stronger than before, and when he looked inside, a golden light the size of a finger had formed in the dantian.
"Could it be that this is what grandpa said about vitality?"
Condensation qi is the embodiment of the cultivation realm, the more condensed breath, the more light will be formed in the dantian, and the more the number of rays, the higher the realm.
According to his grandfather's previous teachings, the young man understood that he had gone from a preliminary cultivator to the realm of a martial artist's entry, and if he practiced the physical realm, he could be said to be already a martial artist, and if he passed the test in the village tomorrow, he would be able to receive a natal jade plate and a martial artist's bag, and go to the Yuantian Continent to practice.
The jade plaque is a symbol of the identity of the clansmen, and on this Yuantian Continent, it is divided into five regions, namely the Golden City in the West, the Wood City in the East, the Water City in the north, the Fire City in the south and the Earth City in the Chinese.
And this Yuan Village is in a small place in the Golden City area, and compared to the Golden City as a whole, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket.
"I'm looking forward to the outside world......"
Looking at the rising stars, the young man raised his eyebrows and showed a rare smile.
The young man's name is Yuan Chen, he is just twelve years old this year, in the world of martial arts, twelve years old has reached the first level of physical training, it is a very undesirable thing, before the age of five to learn literature, and then to cultivate martial arts, is the traditional tradition of the Yuantian Continent, there are many cultivators who cannot reach the physical training realm, there are countless people who give up, and those who can persist are the dragons and phoenixes among the people.
Yuan Chen's life experience is also full of embarrassment.
As soon as he was born, his mother disappeared, and he was raised by the patriarch of Yuancun since he was a child, that is, Yuanchen's grandfather, Yuanmu.
Yuan Mu is over eighty years old this year, and he has been alone for many years, and Yuan Chen is his grandson.
At this time, the old man in the ancestral hall, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes condensed, exuding an amazing aura, stronger than Yuanchen by more than one level, and there was a thin layer of golden light on the surface of his body, like a stream of water.
"Alas, stagnation in the Creation Realm, this damn injury, but Chen'er, at the age of twelve, arrived at the physical training realm, the future is limitless, Xing'er, Xian'er, do you know how much potential this child has. ”
The old man's white eyebrows twisted, and he seemed to recall the past again.
The stars and fairies in the old man's mouth are Yuan Chen's father and mother, but Yuan Chen has never seen it, his mother gave birth to him, and he left in a hurry.
Yuanchen here, with a long roar, his figure was unexpectedly pulled out a few feet, and a few turns, from the original cliff, gently swept to the top of a mountain peak.
"It turns out that this is the power of the physical training realm. ”
Yuan Chen calmed down a little and slapped a palm in his hand.
"Golden Open Thousand Dragons!"
With a slow palm, the palm power turned into a one-zhang dragon, pounced on a big tree the thickness of a bucket, the dragon was vivid, although it was still a little illusory, but it had been formed.
The big tree broke off from the middle in an instant, and the fallen branches startled a group of birds that were already ready to rest, and even a few demon beasts in the depths of Ziyang Mountain pricked up their ears, wanting to know what was happening.
"It's been a year, it's time to see grandpa......"
Yuan Chen, who was at the top of the mountain, fell back a few times and rushed to the ancestral hall in the village.
The physical training realm was scheduled by my grandfather and him a year ago, and he reached the physical training realm and returned to the ancestral hall in the village.
At this time, in the sky, above a small black cloud, in a certain place of stars, there was a small palace, and on the throne, a bearded middle-aged man was sitting, and his eyebrows suddenly raised on his originally calm face:
"This kid is already a martial artist......"
【Cloud Sky Encyclopedia】:
1. Natal jade plate: a symbol of the identity of the warrior, and it is also one of the means for people who have contact with the warrior to know the safety of the warrior, and the belongings of the warrior of the Yuntian Continent are carried with him.
2. Warrior bag: The bag used to put the items, the initial storage space is about half a zhang, and it is amazing that this bag can evolve with the improvement of cultivation, but unfortunately, the living creature cannot be put in.