The next morning, the door of a simple thatched house built in the valley slowly opened, and a young man in black clothes with two patches on his face, a pale and bloodless face, and a thin and boney body walked out.
Although the young man looked sickly, his eyes were as clear as moonlight. He was the fifteen-year-old boy named Xiao Yu who was on the cliff last night.
"I hope my luck today won't be too bad!" Xiao Yu sighed with a wry smile and walked out of the valley...
All kinds of exotic flowers and plants bloom on both sides of the valley, some of which even Xiaoyu can't name. Waves of fragrance come out, like being in a sea of flowers. Looking from a distance, the scenery in the entire valley is like,
It's like a huge garden with hundreds of flowers blooming!
It's just that Xiao Yu didn't have that kind of leisurely mood. He stopped to admire the scenery here, but instead quickened his pace and walked out of the valley. Anyway, he lived in this valley and could enjoy the scenery anytime he wanted.
Soon Xiaoyu walked out of the valley, and a mountain peak about a hundred meters high stood impressively a hundred meters away. Xiaoyu stopped and took a deep look at the mountain peak a hundred meters away, but there was a wry smile in his heart, and he shook his head,
Walked over slowly.
This mountain peak, which is about a hundred feet high, is in a circle, like a huge mountain. There are pavilions and pavilions on it, and there are even bursts of shouts.
At the foot of the mountain peak, there is a ten-meter-sized black stone tablet with three large characters written on it with iron paintings and silver hooks: Tianlan Sect, a sect of cultivating immortals in the southeast of the Han Dynasty.
The Tianlan Sect has been established for almost three hundred years. The leader is a strong man in the phantom realm. His disciples have reached 1,500. It is one of the three top sects in the southeast of the Han Dynasty.
.And there are rumors that in the Tianlan Sect, there is an ancestor whose cultivation has reached the realm of infant transformation. His strength is so strong that even the other two immortal cultivation sects, Wangchen Valley and Tengyun Sect are afraid of him.
After crossing the black stone monument, Xiao Yu looked at the bluestone steps leading to the top of the mountain. He gritted his teeth and showed a hint of perseverance in his eyes. He moved his thin and skeletal body and walked up slowly...
"We're finally here. If I hadn't drank some Qi Xue wine that Master gave me to replenish my strength, climbing these hundreds of bluestone steps would have exhausted me to death." Xiaoyu stood beside a bluestone path on the mountainside, panting constantly.
He muttered to himself rudely and with a red face.
After about a cup of tea, Xiaoyu's breath returned to smoothness, and then he took steps and walked towards the depths of the bluestone path. At the same time, he became more and more hopeful that the master's medicinal wine could really break the forbidden law of his Purple Mansion. As long as
Only then can he re-enter the path of cultivation and find the truth behind the demise of the Xiao clan in the past.
However, Xiaoyu also knows that this is just self-comfort in his heart. If there is really a way to break the forbidden law of Zifu, he will not have to practice hard for twelve years. He is still stuck at the third level of Qi training, and even his body is getting worse every day.
As the days passed, it got worse and worse, but as long as there was still a glimmer of hope, Xiaoyu didn't want to give up, and he was full of confidence and admiration for his master Ding Datong.
If it weren't for Ding Datong, Xiaoyu wouldn't be where he is today, and he might have died in the wilderness long ago. Although it was the elder who escorted him to escape from the family, and exchanged land for a thousand-year-old medicinal plant, Xiaoyu
Yu's heart was still full of gratitude.
Just when Xiao Yu was thinking wildly in his mind and hurried on, a loud shouting of murder suddenly rushed into Xiao Yu's ears, shaking his whole body and causing some confusion in the blood and energy in his body.
Only then did he recover.
"Do you want to work so hard and shout so loudly?" Xiao Yu looked forward with some depression.
At the end of the bluestone road, in a square several hundred meters in size, three hundred monks wearing uniform black armor waved their swords neatly, and bursts of shouts broke out from their mouths from time to time. It seemed that the louder the shouts, the swords in their hands
It will be full of power when it is chopped out.
These three hundred monks who are practicing in the morning are outer disciples of the Tianlan Sect. Their average cultivation level is about seven or eight levels of Qi training. Such unified training is a required course for them every morning. Only in the sect's great competition three years later
Only those who become inner disciples in the competition can find their own cave to practice in Tianlan Mountain and arrange their own time. Moreover, the best among them can enter the martial arts hall and choose yellow-level immortal skills at will.
In the Xianzong Continent, immortal magic is a magical power that every monk can master. Immortal magic is divided into four levels and twelve levels, heaven level, earth level, Xuan level, and yellow level. Each level is divided into three levels: primary, intermediate, and advanced.
kind.
Although Xiao Yu said he didn't seem to care much, and in Tianlan Sect, there were at least 900 outer disciples. Like these people, they had to have morning training every day. There were two teams in other places at the same time.
In progress.
But when Xiaoyu saw these outer disciples wearing armor and wielding swords majestically, his heart was filled with envy. This kind of training was what he wanted.
However, Xiao Yu knew in his heart that with his current situation, if it were not for Ding Datong, he would have been kicked out of the Tianlan Sect long ago. A useless person who cannot practice is of no use to the Tianlan Sect, and Xiao Yu
Not only was he not kicked out of the Tianlan Sect, but he could still receive Origin Stones every month. All of this was due to the second sommelier Ding Datong.
Wine masters are a very special profession in the Xianzong Continent, divided into nine levels. The medicinal wine they refine can help monks quickly improve their cultivation, and even bring them back to life. Some high-level wine masters are even sought after by the strong.
The major forces are wooing each other.
However, although the profession of wine master is special, there are very few people who can become a wine master. If you want to become a wine master, you must have a fire attribute physique. If that is the only way, then the profession of wine master is no longer special. The most important point is
, is to have strong soul perception.
Because refining medicinal wine is a very complex and huge project, without strong soul perception, even if you practice hard for a hundred years, you will not achieve anything. Of course, Xiaoyu possesses both of these two points.
When Xiaoyu was young, he mistakenly took a medicine in his family that could enhance his soul power. His soul perception was twice as strong as that of ordinary people. Coupled with his natural fire attribute body, even when he was
Ding Datong was also very excited when he first adopted Xiaoyu.
It's a pity that when Xiaoyu's Zifu escaped from the Xiao clan twelve years ago, his enemies used a secret seal to seal him, completely restricting his cultivation, and he was destined to be unable to become an outstanding wine master.
If you cannot achieve a perfect state of Qi training and successfully build a foundation to generate source fire in the Zi Mansion, even if you have a high level of talent, there will be no flame to drive the refining of medicinal wine.
"Building the foundation, I wonder if I can wait until that day comes in this life." There was a trace of despair deep in Xiao Yu's eyes. After twelve years of hard training, he was still stuck at the third level of Qi training. For him, a former genius, he had to
It is said to be a painful blow.
Moreover, the foundation-building realm is only the lowest cultivation realm in the Xianzhong Continent. There are eleven realms in the Xianzhong Continent, including Qi training, foundation building, source condensation, phantom, infant transformation, god transformation, airbender, and celestial being.
Fighting Immortal, Holy Immortal, Emperor Immortal, each realm is subdivided into nine levels.
"Forget it, don't think about those annoying things. As long as I am willing to work hard, there will be hope." Xiaoyu comforted himself, retracted his gaze towards the square, took a deep breath and looked towards the Internal Affairs Hall on the left side of the square.
Walked over.
However, the three hundred monks who were practicing in the square in the morning seemed to have noticed Xiao Yu's appearance, and they increased their shouts almost at the same time. The three hundred people shouted in unison, shocking everyone, and Xiao Yu was immediately severely beaten.
He stumbled, fell heavily to the bluestone ground, and heard a muffled sound.
"Haha..." Seeing how embarrassed Xiao Yu was at this moment, the three hundred monks in the square burst out laughing, as if they had seen something interesting.
"Okay, shut up. If you have time to do useless things, why not seize the time to practice." Just as the three hundred outer disciples looked at Xiaoyu who fell to the ground with mocking eyes and contempt on their faces.
, Deacon Wang, the middle-aged man in charge of everyone's cultivation, suddenly gave a cold shout.