The Dongyan Mountain Range is located in the northeast of Pingyang County and stretches for hundreds of miles. There are hundreds of peaks of different heights and sizes across the wilderness. Shengu Mountain is one of the few spiritual mountains in the Dongyan Mountain Range, because its shape resembles a
It is named after the giant dog lying down.
In addition to large tracts of hard-to-move boulders brought by the undulating mountains, the mountains are occasionally interspersed with some arable land, on which cold-resistant and barren-tolerant crops such as sorghum and sweet potatoes grow.
About a hundred miles in front of Shendog Mountain, there is a suddenly sunken depression where thousands of people live. They make a living by farming and hunting. They are self-sufficient and can have enough to eat even when the weather is good.
In the northwest of the depression is a naturally formed narrow exit between two mountains. Beyond it is a flat post road. Unfortunately, it is too remote and there are not many people coming and going. Only a few people are sitting in the shade of nearby trees.
Next, taking advantage of the rare rest, I was frothing at the mouth and talking loudly.
Deep in the mountains, under a certain mountain peak obscured by clouds and mist, more than a hundred mortals were worshiping respectfully.
These people were arranged strictly according to their age. Under the leadership of the old patriarch with white beard and hair, who was over seventy years old, they kowtowed devoutly to the mountain.
"Sun Fuyun, the head of Shan'ao Village, together with his descendants, kowtowed to the immortal master of the Sun family, asking the immortal master to protect the family's orderly inheritance and ensure good weather and a bumper harvest in the coming year."
Half an hour later, the simple but solemn and solemn worship was completed, and more than a hundred mortals left cautiously, not daring to make any noise.
"Grandpa, village chief, can you tell us the story of the Immortal Master?"
"Grandpa Village Chief, is there really an immortal master on the mountain?"
After leaving a distance, a group of naughty little monkeys, about three or five years old, surrounded them. In addition to curiosity, there was something called hope in their eyes.
"You naughty clay monkeys, if you want to meet the Immortal Master, you must study with the Master seriously. Only with the approval of the Master can you be qualified to become a member of the Immortal Master, practice immortal arts, learn supernatural powers, and live forever.
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The naughty and playful children suddenly calmed down, with looks of hope on their young faces.
About twenty feet away from the group of little boys and the old patriarch, a child with tattered clothes and dark skin, struggling to carry a small bundle of firewood, was no exception.
This little boy's name is Sun Mingsheng. His parents were killed by robbers during a business trip a few years ago. After that, he grew up in the village relying on hundreds of meals.
At the age of seven, the little guy started using an abandoned hatchet he picked up from nowhere, and began to collect firewood on the mountain, carrying it little by little to the bottom of the mountain, and selling it to some villagers in exchange for some copper coins to make a living.
"Mingsheng, I cut a lot of firewood today and sent three copper coins to my home." A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the old village chief with white hair and beard.
"Grandpa Village Chief, are there really immortals on that mysterious mountain? I am also a descendant of immortals? Can we really see immortals?" After all, he is just a child who has not grown up. For the legendary
The immortals are as curious as the immortals.
"Haha, our Sun family is a well-known immortal cultivating family in Pingyang County. Everyone is a descendant of an immortal. In half a year, the family will hold a special spiritual root testing conference. Naturally, we can see the immortal with great supernatural powers." The old village chief said
His tone was full of affirmation.
"Grandpa Patriarch, what is the Spiritual Root Testing Conference? Do I have it?" Young children's voices surrounded him.
"Only immortals know what spiritual roots are. As long as you study hard, you will have a chance to become immortals." The old patriarch stroked the child's round head with a pair of rough hands.
"Then I will definitely become an immortal with great supernatural powers in the future, and I can eat big meat buns for every meal." The young Sun Mingsheng did not understand the meaning of monk at this time, but this did not affect the look of determination, yearning, and longing on his face.
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Covered by thick layers of clouds and mist, it is a mountain with beautiful scenery and spring-like appearance all year round.
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, large and small spiritual fields are opened in an orderly manner, in which grow a variety of flowers and plants full of vitality, either working hard to stretch out the buds, or enjoying the beauty that fills the world.
Sunlight or morning dew to cleanse the body of dust.
In every field, there must be one or several people busy, but there are some differences in their farming methods. Some people are sweating profusely and struggling to wave the golden hoe in their hands, and some people are holding a hoe in their hands.
Sharp needles made of metals of different colors are used to kill pests, while someone is changing various complex gestures to summon bursts of spiritual rain for irrigation.
This is the headquarters of the Sun family, the Divine Dog Mountain with a second-level mid-grade spiritual vein.
The Sun family has an orderly inheritance, with four foundation-building monks and more than two hundred Qi-refining monks. They are local monks in Pingyang County and have been recuperating here for more than a thousand years.
Although there has never been a golden elixir-level monk who can move mountains, fill seas, and pick stars with his hands, the foundation-building inheritance has never been cut off. He can be regarded as a small overlord in Pingyang County and should not be underestimated.
After thousands of years of reproduction and reproduction, the number of Sun family members without spiritual roots now exceeds 200,000, and they are distributed in more than ten small towns within a radius of 500 miles of the Divine Dog. Each small town has about 10,000 people.
Sun Mingsheng originally lived in just a village under the jurisdiction of a small town, with hundreds of mortals recuperating. According to the Sun family's regulations, every ten years, spiritual root tests will be conducted in all small towns. Mortals with spiritual roots
Then you can enter the Divine Dog Mountain to practice.
Sun Mingsheng is twenty-one years old this year. He has the three spiritual roots of wood, fire and earth, and has the fifth level of Qi training.
He was originally an orphan, living alone in a small village. When he was seven years old, he detected his spiritual roots and officially became a member of the Sun family. Under the guidance of the clan elders, he embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
Spiritual roots are a prerequisite for practice, but before formal practice, you must first feel the sense of Qi. Through the sense of Qi, the free spiritual Qi in the air can be incorporated into the Dantian, and gradually form a small cycle. Only then can one truly become a monk.
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The sense of Qi, like spiritual roots, is a mysterious and special existence. Each monk's feelings are different to a certain extent. This process is difficult to say and easy to say. There is no rule to follow and it all depends on the person.
different.
Some lucky people can successfully feel the presence of Qi during their first meditation session, and can naturally draw the spiritual Qi into their bodies, and advance to the first level of Qi training to become a monk.
On the other hand, some unlucky people, although their qualifications are not bad, spend a lot of time and affect their future practice because they are unable to feel the presence of Qi.
Of course, for most monks, as long as they spend a certain amount of time, most of them can feel the presence of Qi, and it is not too difficult to successfully advance to the first level of Qi refining.
At the age of eight, Sun Mingsheng sensed Qi and successfully advanced to the first level of Qi training. This speed was neither too fast nor too slow among the same group of monks. It was considered above average, neither outstanding nor lagging behind.