The clear moonlight poured over the endless land.
The mountains are undulating, the plains are silent, and the rivers are flowing, winding and pointing into the distance.
The entire mountain range stretches for more than 800 miles from west to east and is shaped like a bull, hence the name Funiu Mountain.
In the Funiu Mountains, there is a river not far from the foot of the southern mountain. It flows along the mountain and points into the distance, silently guarding the water and soil.
There is a relatively large town on the other side of the river, called Funiu Town. It is said to have a history of thousands of years. There are thousands of families in the town, relying on each other to thrive.
There is a house in the southwest of the town, near the river. The owner of the house, Yi Zheng, was sitting in the study, staring at the book in his hand. His eyes seemed lifeless, like a sculpture, quietly immersed in the lonely and silent night.
The candlelight in the study was shining, which looked particularly bright in the dark night. The dim moonlight shone in the room, making it indescribably quiet and peaceful.
"It has been more than ten years, and the trauma in the body is still the same. It has not improved at all, and the spiritual mind has stagnated and even degraded faster." There was indescribable regret in Yi Zheng's deep voice, as if he was recalling memories. In the past, it seems that I am nostalgic for those beautiful past. "
"Practice! Practice! The road ahead has been interrupted. It is not impossible to recover, as long as you have suitable elixirs. The elixirs are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade. If you want to heal the wounds of the Dantian and meridians, We need the legendary elixir with elixir patterns."
"There are many practitioners who know how to make alchemy. My senior brother back then was a master of alchemy, but he couldn't make the elixir I needed. Maybe only that place has such a master of alchemy who can make it. For me, He said he couldn't afford it, let alone the elixir he needed. Alchemy masters all have amazing talents, and their realms are beyond my reach. They are beyond my reach and touch." There was a helpless sigh in the deep voice. , Yi Zheng gently moved his slightly numb legs and feet.
"Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope. My son Yi Yuan has cultivation qualifications. Although he is not very good, he can still embark on the path of cultivation. However, the road of cultivation is difficult and requires countless cultivation resources, and he also needs the help of noble people. I His qualifications are much better than those of my son, but they have not been able to advance very far. Yuan'er's path of cultivation is even more endless, like looking for the moon in the water or looking at the flowers in the mirror, which is within reach but far away."
The wind outside the window was gently caressing and rustling, and the cold moonlight became brighter and brighter. The weather was getting colder and colder, and the temperature in the study room also tended to be low-key. Yi Zheng tightened his off-white brocade robe tightly, stood up from the chair slowly, and slowly approached the window. Facing the clear moonlight, he seemed to feel the slightest warmth. The moonlight is like a waterfall, pouring out brilliance from the distant sky.
Nowadays, the Daqi Dynasty is prosperous, and the country is rich and the people are strong. The founder of the country was a great monk in the Hedao stage. He lived for an unknown number of years and was said to be only one step away from ascending to the upper world.
The monks start from refining qi, go through foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, transform into gods, refining the void, and combine the Tao, and then ascend to the upper world. Starting from the promotion to the golden elixir, the way of heaven transforms calamities, and after passing the test, you can enter the next great realm.
Anyone who is a cultivator is not allowed to take action against mortals, otherwise all the immortals will kill him.
Throughout the ages, many people have been able to cultivate, but only a few have ascended.
The Daqi Dynasty had five counties. Qinglong County in the east, Baiyuan County in the west, Zhuyun County in the south, Xuanshui County in the north, and Ziwei County in the center. The population is large, mostly mortals. People who do not have the qualifications to practice can practice martial arts. Martial arts are divided into acquired and innate. In the innate state, one can live for more than 120 years.
Mortal people from birth to death: work at sunrise and rest at sunset; marry a wife and have children, multiply descendants; go out to ministers and become officials, and return home in rich clothes.
Funiu Town is located on the edge of Qinglong County. There are twenty or thirty villages of various sizes in the surrounding area, with a population of two to three hundred thousand. The town is crisscrossed with shops. The more famous one is the medical clinic where Yi Zheng works, named Yi He Tang. It is famous far and near, and has been handed down to Yi Zheng for several generations. Before that, the old man sat in the hall. After Yi Zheng returned home ten years ago, the old man secluded himself behind the scenes and took care of his life at home.
The old man practiced medicine all his life, did good deeds and accumulated virtue, and lived a relatively comfortable life. Grandson Yi Yuan has been a bit naughty since he was a child. He often secretly pulls his beard while sleeping at noon. The old man, who is as bright as a mirror, sometimes doesn't tolerate him. He grabs the little guy and puts it on his lap, patting his little buttocks. After a few moments, the frightened little guy screamed. Granddaughter Yi Wei is different. She has half-curved phoenix eyes, is well-behaved and smart, and the old man likes her very much. What makes the old man a little regretful is that his second son is away from home all year round and has little information.
Yi Zheng knew in his heart: his second brother Yi Nan lived in Qingmu City thousands of miles away. In his early years, he joined the Qingmu Sect, the largest sect in the area, and learned a lot of superior kung fu. Together with the low-grade Qi Nourishing Pill that he gave him privately, he was even better than a dozen. His skill has now reached its peak. The second brother is cautious by nature and has been married to a chivalrous woman in the sect for more than six years now. She has a five-year-old son named Yi Ming. On the chubby little face, there is a pair of big naughty eyes. As long as those two big eyes, like black gems, are turned, the trick will come. The second brother often said that he was not like him, which made his sister-in-law often pick fights with him. The two brothers exchanged letters from time to time, but the old man was very quiet at this time.
Unconsciously, the moonlight had deviated from the window, and the wind outside seemed to calm down. Yi Zheng stamped his numb feet, turned around and blew out the half-burned candle, as if he had made some determination in his heart.
After walking out of the study, closing the door, and returning to the main room, the two children were sleeping peacefully in the arms of the wife.
A smile stretched out from the corner of Yi Zheng's mouth, he gently covered himself with quilt and slowly fell asleep.
The moonlight slowly faded away, the earth became quiet, and darkness filled every corner.
There are flowers blooming in the dream, and flowers falling in the dream.
Colorful and exciting...
