Zhou Chen had a dream. In the dream, he was hit by a huge stone. Not only did he not die, he also miraculously got into the stone.

There is a space inside the stone. A huge high platform towers into the sky. Surrounding the high platform are lightning, thunder, purple clouds and golden light.

There is a small valley next to it, and the lowest point of the small valley is a lake. On the cliff of the high platform that is so huge that it is difficult to reach, there are three incomparable characters carved on it: Fenbaoyan.

He had read some lost myths and stories and knew that in ancient legends, Fenbaoyan was the place where Hongjun, the ancestor of heaven and earth, divided his treasures. How did he come to Fenbaoyan?

In a daze, he wanted to see what was going on on Fenbao Rock, but a loud voice sounded like thunder beside his ears.

"Pa~"

"The sun is beating down on your butts. You bastards, get up and chop wood for me."

The voice was so loud that Zhou Chen was startled. He stood up and opened his eyes. He was stunned. He didn't even have time to notice the pain in his chest.

The first thing you see is a bamboo strip wall, with beds next to each other. Many people are standing up sleepily like Zhou Chen, getting ready to put on clothes. Some are holding hemp ropes to tie their heads, and some are holding a smelly dog ​​in their hands.

The dry straw sandals were put on the feet, some were yawning while buttoning the front buttons of their linen clothes, and some were tying cloth belts...

What on earth is going on? Wasn't I thrown into the river by a huge boulder? No, didn't I arrive at a place called Fenbaoyan? That is a super holy place in mythology.

But why does it look like a filming location for a period TV series? And it’s also a thatched house where coolies live?

"Snapped!!"

"Ah...ah"

The sound of a whip and a scream sounded almost at the same time, scaring people's eyes.

A bearded man in black clothes held a whip and whipped a young man on the bunk who got up a little late. The boy was whipped off the bunk on the spot. After shouting out the pain, he was extremely frightened.

The ground began to dress up.

While Zhou Chen was horrified, he also wondered that the power of the whip could at least tear the boy to pieces, but it looked like he was only slightly injured, and it didn't look like it was too serious.

The bearded man was holding a whip and looking at the people in the room eagerly. Seeing that everyone was moving quickly, he snorted: "You little bastards, I have taken advantage of you. The immortal masters of the Alchemy Hall will be here next month."

It’s time to make elixirs. If you don’t burn enough yellow charcoal, I will take off one of the legs of anyone who is short of a basket.”

No one in the room dared to answer. Zhou Chen was in the corner, keeping as calm as possible and not daring to look around. He could only follow what everyone else was doing.

When putting on his shoes, he found that his chest hurt. He couldn't help but reach out and open his clothes to take a look. He didn't know when a small stone had been hung on his chest. The small stone even burned a scar on his chest.

Almost instantly, he felt what it was: Fenbaoyan.

It is a brand carved from the depths of the soul.

The bearded man walked out, and all the teenagers in the room rushed out. They were all in their teens, even Zhou Chen at this time.

How could Fen Baoyan be on his body? Resisting the doubts, excitement, fear, and worry in his heart, Zhou Chen got up and followed everyone.

"Brother Chen, you had a high fever and fell into a coma last night. I thought you wouldn't make it through the morning. It's great that you're okay." A young man who spoke softly, looked shy, was extremely elegant, and had a feminine look between his eyebrows saw everyone leaving.

After going out, he came over from the side to talk to Zhou Chen in a low voice.

"Well, I'm fine." Seeing that this person seemed to care about him very much, Zhou Chen couldn't figure out the situation and couldn't say much. He rubbed his sore chest and motioned for the two of them to follow him quickly.

After leaving the thatched shack, everyone first grabbed two shacks each, then got axes, knives, saws, ropes and poles, and then set out on the road. Zhou Chen looked up and saw the moonlight and twinkling stars in the sky.

"Brother Chen, stop looking. There are still two hours before sunrise." The kind-hearted young man's name was unknown. Although he spoke softly and softly, he seemed to care about Zhou Chen in everything.

, the two of them followed the large team in front and walked towards the west mountain.

Along the way, you can vaguely see the high mountains and ridges in the starlight, and even a big crane-like bird flies under the moonlight and flies away in the distance amidst the sound of the crane's cry.

Looking back at the top of the mountain, he could see the overlapping palaces under the moonlight. Zhou Chen had never seen so many ancient buildings on the mountain. He felt a little more depressed. It seemed that he was afraid that he would be disturbed by the strange treasure rock on his chest.

I was brought to another world, but I don’t know what kind of world it is. I just heard the nonsense about immortal masters making alchemy. Is this a world of cultivation that only exists in novels?

Having read many mythological and weird novels, he couldn't help but have a little more expectation as he grew up in a world of steel and concrete, and he also had a little more caution and vigilance unique to modern people. He just kept his head down and hurried on, not even talking to the kind-hearted young man.

The group of people came to a dense forest to the west, and the bearded man did not follow. Then someone began to chop down the trees by the moonlight and began to curse.

"This *** king is becoming more and more domineering. He is not an immortal master, he is just an errand boy. Let's see how he bullies us."

"There's no way, who made us just the apprentice disciples. Although Wang Ba Dao has no immortal destiny and is just a disciple disciple, he has a good life and has a good brother-in-law. I heard that Wang Ba Dao's brother-in-law is an official disciple of the Tangtang Dantang. We,

Bitter haha, how can I afford to offend you?"

"Yes, alas, no matter who prevents us from having an immortal fate, it's all fate."

"Bah, bah, bah, I am sitting at home, and the immortal fate is falling from the sky. I don't know which day, brother, I will enter the immortal gate."

"Hahaha……"

These people dare to brazenly say bad things about the bearded king behind his back, because everyone here has been whipped and deprived of food by him, let alone other deserving credits. I really hate that king.

Even if you are domineering and share the same hatred with the enemy, no one will tell you anything.

Zhou Chen specially chose a hidden corner of the forest, and the young man followed him as he expected. Judging from the tree trunks, the trees in this forest were not the pine, willow, poplar, fir, beech, cypress, etc. that Zhou Chen often saw.

It is a kind of tree that I have never seen before. The trunk is thick and full of burrs and bumps, just like the face of a longevity star. I tried to cut it with an ax just now, but it only made a shallow mark.

Zhou Chen, who was a little suspicious, picked up the axe, and started to chop it regardless of whether it was useful or not. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, and asked the young man: "Why are you following me?"

The gentle young man was startled, and a trace of blush appeared on his face. Then he asked honestly: "Brother Chen, are you too sick and confused by the fever? I am Le Jiang. We went up the mountain together half a month ago.

Yes. If you hadn’t given me some lotus root cakes to eat, I would have starved to death due to Wang Ba Dao. Normally I can’t chop down trees, so I only managed to survive by working with you as my partner.”

"Is this happening? It seems that I am really very sick." Zhou Chen kept his expression low, using the rhythm of chopping trees to further block the sound and spoke carefully.

"Don't cut it down yet. It won't take half a day to cut down this old yellow tree. Cut it down slowly. I'll tell you what happened before you got sick."

Le Jiang was indeed an honest man. He had no doubt that Zhou Chen had anything wrong, so he started talking. His voice was very low, even lower than Zhou Chen's. It was not a loud voice, and it sounded more comfortable.

It turns out that this world is no longer the earth, but the world of cultivation, Zhou Cheng concluded from Le Jiang's words. Because in this world there are practitioners, real people, and even immortals.

Le Jiang was really an honest person, and he actually told Zhou Chen some of the things he said.

This is Luofu Mountain in the ancient Luo Kingdom. On the mountain is a fairy sect - the Luofu Sect. The Luofu Sect is not a big sect. Among the dozen or so sects of immortality cultivation in the ancient Luo Kingdom, it ranks in the middle position.

The person possessed by Zhou Chen through time travel is also called Zhou Chen, and this possessed "Zhou Chen" and Le Jiang both went up the mountain half a month ago.

Le Jiang came here because of the reputation and wanted to join the Luofu Sect. Unfortunately, she did not have the fate to be immortal. She was not selected when the Luofu Sect was selecting formal disciples, but she was unwilling to leave, so she had to stay temporarily as a miscellaneous disciple, waiting for the day when the immortal fate would fall from the sky.

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Listening to him talking about those familiar things, Zhou Chen also vaguely remembered something. Before time travel, this Zhou Chen was the legitimate son of the Zhou family, a powerful family in Luofu County under the Luofu sect, and the son of a side house. Zhou Chen

Mother Chen has been doing good deeds all year round and accidentally saved a Taoist priest six months ago.

Unexpectedly, the monk turned out to be a monk from the Luofu Sect. Two months later, the monk regained consciousness, repaid his kindness, and offered to take Zhou Chen up the mountain. Although the monk could see at a glance that Zhou Chen's immortality was not enough, but

I also want him to learn some skills so that he can gain a reputation in the world when he goes down the mountain.

The monk was seriously injured and returned to the mountain. After returning, he threw Zhou Chen into the foreign affairs hall and prepared to participate in the disciple assessment. Sure enough, Zhou Chen failed the immortal fate test. With the monk explaining it in front of him, his fellow disciples would naturally not drive him down the mountain and assign him

Became a handyman.

Zhou Chen met Le Jiang when they were both apprentices. Both of them were assigned to a small fire hall on Huanglaofeng. They were responsible for cutting down the Huanglao trees planted by the Luofu sect using secret methods every day and burning Huanglao charcoal.

For the junior disciples of the Alchemy Hall to make alchemy.

Le Jiang was too weak to chop down the old yellow tree that was as hard as iron. On the first day, the king overbearingly took away his lunch and dinner. Zhou Chen felt sorry for him and secretly gave him two lotus root cakes. From then on, the two

Just inseparable.

From then on, Le Jiang and Zhou Chen worked together to chop down trees every day. Zhou Chen had learned some martial arts before going up the mountain and was stronger. He could chop down an old tree in one day. With Le Jiang's help, he could do it at night.

Burn the amount of Huang Lao Tan that two people need to hand over.

Last night, Zhou Chen suddenly had a high fever and was talking faintly in his sleep.

The two of them slept in the corner. Le Jiang had been taking care of Zhou Chen in fear all night, fearing that he would die like this. When he saw him turning over just now, he felt extremely happy.

The two talked about it, and in the evening they chopped down an old yellow tree and sawed it into three sections. At noon, they drank from the sweet mountain spring and ate some thick flour pancakes.

Although Zhou Chen hadn't eaten whole grain food for a long time, he was really tired and hungry. His arms felt like they were filled with lead as he devoured them. There weren't many pancakes, so the two of them were still full.

As soon as Le Jiang said that he would open the kiln and burn charcoal after dinner, Zhou Chen felt his chest start to feel hot again. He knew that it was that stone that was doing the trick. Although he knew that it was the legendary Fenbao Rock that held the title of the great name in the sky, he still

There were many doubts. Looking for an excuse, Zhou Chen sneaked into the depths of the woods and prepared to ponder the stone known as Fenbaoyan.
Chapter completed!