Yue Kingdom, Chuzhou, Quefeng Mountain

There is a strange stone on the top of this mountain. The stone is several feet high and looks like a flying bird. Because it is located at the highest point of the mountain, looking at it from the sky, it looks like a divine bird spreading its wings and trying to fly. Looking at it, the ancients called it "Que Peak" and hence it was named.

Thousands of years ago, Wan Yun, a foundation-building monk in the Giant Sword Sect, realized that he had no hope of forming a pill, so he left the mountain gate and established the "Wan Family" a famous immortal cultivation family in Quefeng Mountain. It has been passed down to this day for seven generations.

Through the origins of the ancestors, each generation has family children entering the Giant Sword Sect. In addition, its family tradition of "prime essence but not much", all the people of the Wan clan have spiritual roots and cannot be combined with ordinary people, so each generation often has children with good qualifications.

For thousands of years, the foundation-building monks have never been divided into generations. The contemporary head of the family Wan Sanjin is also a mid-stage foundation-building monk. At the same time, two of the foundation-building disciples of the Giant Sword Sect also came from the Wan family.

Therefore, in this Chuzhou, the Wan family is also quite famous, and the family development is thriving.

At this moment, Wan Xuan, a seventh generation of the Wan family, stroked the flying bird stone on the top of the mountain, looked at the surging sea of ​​clouds, his face was filled with sorrow, and sighs kept coming from his mouth.

"Puff!"

Looking at his little brother's style, the young man next to him couldn't help laughing.

"I said Xiaoxuan, at this young age, why do you always sigh all day long?"

Wan Xuan looked up at the young man and asked, "Brother Seven, how vast the world is? How steep and majestic the scenery? How many heroes and heroes? Why did my grandfather always refuse to let me go down the mountain?"

The young man opened his mouth slightly, a little stunned, obviously not expecting his younger brother to say such things. Then he said angrily:

"You kid still want to go down the mountain? You also know that the world is vast and there are many heroes and heroes. You seventh brother, I practice the seventh level of Qi, but I am just an ant after going down this Quefeng Mountain. My grandfather's foundation-building cultivation level, and when he comes to Chuzhou, what's the point of looking at Yue Kingdom? Not to mention the supreme "Seven Sects of Yue Kingdom" and "Yan Family", among the many immortal cultivation families, how can there be a few who are stronger than my Wanjia?"

At the end, Brother Qi's face became more and more serious.

He knew that he had an idea, intelligent and talented person, and was used to being praised by his elders and praised by his clan members in the past. However, he was a mature young man and had a very positive idea. If he didn't wake up, he would probably have thought of going down the mountain secretly.

If he really lets him run down the mountain and just practice Qi, who would use it as a dish?

Sure enough, after hearing the young man's words, Wan Xuan looked lingering in fear on his face, obviously he had really had the idea of ​​going down the mountain secretly.

The young man was quite satisfied when he saw the fear on Wan Xuan's face. It would be better to scare this kid.

However, if you click on it, you can't overdo this shock. Otherwise, if this kid sues him in front of his elders, letting his elders know that there is something he can suffer.

So he thought about it and said, "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. At least in this Quefeng Mountain, my Wanjia is the only one. If you stay in the clan honestly, no one can do anything to you. Otherwise, even if you can defeat my Wanjia, how could the Giant Sword Sect make it easier?"

Wan Xuan's face looked a little better and replied, "Brother Qi is talking about it."

Actually, this seventh brother didn't know. At this moment, his little brother's heart was really like a turbulent wave.

Yue Kingdom, Chuzhou, and Giant Sword Sect were all the things he heard since he was a child, but this was the first time he heard about the "Seven Sects of Yue Kingdom" and the "Yan Family".

Combining these things together just match Wan Xuan’s previous thoughts. The world he is currently in is probably the mortal cultivator who is everywhere in "Old YB".

But since there are still seven factions in Yue Kingdom, the time must have been before the invasion of the demonic path. This is a blessing for Wan Xuan. It would be even better if it was hundreds of years before Han Paopao was born.

Before Han Paopao entered the immortal cultivation world, the Yue Kingdom should be relatively "peaceful". He was born into a foundation-building family and was backed by the Giant Sword Sect. He also had a backer. As long as Han Paopao was born, he had a foundation-building or even a golden elixir for hundreds of years and escaped to the territory of the righteous alliance.

If you cannot build a foundation, and you will be a dry bone in the tomb in a hundred years, then Han Paopao was born, so what can the world be in chaos? After I die, don’t worry about the floods? At most, just remind your clan members before you die.

Of course, the premise of all this is that it will take hundreds of years before the plot of Han Paopao's birth begins, otherwise, everything will be nothing more than empty talk.

The first layer of Qi training... How weak is...

After all, if he has the cultivation of transforming the gods and circulates the human world, what will he be afraid of?

When he thought of this, Wan Xuan no longer had the desire to continue to appreciate the scenery.

He opened his mouth and said, "Brother Qi, let's go back."

youth:"..."

It is you who said you want to see the wonders of this peak, but you who want to go back in less than a quarter of an hour...

The young man was speechless, but he didn't say much, and drove his disc-shaped flying magic weapon, picked up Wanxuan's collar and flew towards the Wan family land on the mountainside.

Back to the clan land, Wan Xuan separated from Brother Qi and returned to his small room.

Although he was the young master of the Wan family, the Wan family was no better than other families. There were no mortals without spiritual roots in the clan. Hundreds of people were all cultivators, and there was no distinction between high and low in name. Therefore, Wan Xuan had no chance of being a legendary "maid" since he was a child.

With such a family tradition, it is not a blessing for thousands of families to have today.

He sat on his soft bed, thinking about his future in his heart.

After all, it is impossible to come to such a world of cultivation in such a world of immortality and say that you don’t want to take advantage of the freedom of immortality.

However, my family knows their own affairs and the qualifications of the double spiritual roots are of the highest level in the Wan family, and there is no problem even entering the Giant Sword Sect. However, without special opportunities, it is difficult to achieve the golden elixir, let alone the Nascent Soul and the God-turned-incarnation.

Like the old demon Han Li, who has the Heavenly Bottle in his hand, he will have constant adventures along the way. Only when his cultivation level can he grow, he will form a Nascent Soul in two hundred years.

Golden fingers, golden fingers, Han Laomo has a palm bottle, where is my golden finger?

Wan Xuan shook his head, what is the use of complaining about himself? After all, he still has to rely on hard work to practice. After all, he is a double spiritual root, and it is always difficult to build a foundation.

He sat cross-legged and began to practice the fire-attributed "Zhenyang Gong". A thin warm current flowed in his body, gradually growing stronger over time, with a faint sense of heat.

The magic power continued to flow along the meridians, and when Wan Xuan felt a little swelling and pain. After finishing the exercise, the magic power in his body was nearly twice as strong as the beginning. At this speed, even if he was young, he could not use elixirs to assist in his cultivation, and it would take only more than a month to enter the second level.
Chapter completed!