It was completely dark, and Li Fei walked into the woods. The surroundings were so silent that he could only hear his own breathing. His thoughts drifted back to his parents, and he once again thought of the indifference and ridicule of his relatives, and the anger in his heart surged like lava. ...
He punched a big tree hard, but unexpectedly it shook the tree. However, Li Fei did not notice this abnormality. There was only anger in his heart. He raised his fist again, ready to continue to vent.
At this time, a black figure suddenly appeared, and his palm blocked Li Fei's fist.
He looked at Li Fei and said earnestly: "Young man, don't be carried away by anger. In this world, everyone has their own way of life. You have to believe that one day, you will find a life of your own."
The black shadow's words made Li Fei calm down a little. He was very surprised when he saw the black shadow's appearance.
Because this dark figure is the old man that several people have seen before, that is, from the house in the corner of the village.
The old man looked at Li Fei, showed a kind smile, and then said: "Come home with me, the world outside is too cold, you need a warm place."
After hearing these words, Li Fei looked at the old man in panic, and the anger in his heart was slowly replaced by emotion. He followed the old man out of the woods and towards a new beginning.
Li Fei followed the old man into his home, which was a simple and warm cabin. In the old house, everything is quiet and peaceful.
The old man made a pot of hot tea, sat by the stove, and said to Li Fei: "Boy, you are already very tired, please take a rest first."
Li Fei looked at the old man and nodded. He lay on the bed. The warmth of the quilt made him feel extremely comfortable. He had not slept so peacefully for a long time. His eyelids gradually closed, and the deep exhaustion made him fall asleep quickly.
The old man watched Li Fei sleep peacefully, and his heart was filled with emotion. He shook his head gently, sighed towards the stove, and then sat there quietly, accompanying Li Fei to sleep.
The next day, Li Fei woke up and the room was silent. He opened the door and saw the old man standing in the yard.
Li Fei walked over.
"Have you ever heard of cultivating immortals?" the old man asked.
Li Fei shook his head, his eyes full of doubts. "Cultivation into immortality? I've never heard of it."
The old man smiled slightly, "Then do you want to become a strong man and be able to survive independently in this world?"
Li Fei nodded without hesitation. This has always been his wish. He wants to become stronger and be able to protect himself instead of being bullied all the time.
The old man looked at him with admiration in his eyes. "The existence of spiritual energy in your body means that you can cultivate immortality, which means you may become an immortal."
Li Fei was stunned. The old man looked at him and smiled slightly.
Then his expression turned serious. He slowly stretched out his hand, palm upward, then closed his eyes and began to say something silently. After a while, his palm began to glow faintly, and the light seemed to contain endless power.
Li Fei looked at the old man's hand and felt a strong shock. He had never seen anything like it, it was power beyond his imagination. He looked at Wuming, his eyes full of surprise and awe.
The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Li Fei. "This is the power of immortal cultivators,"
He said, "You too can have this power."
The old man flicked his fingers, and the light flew out like a meteor, shooting straight to the ground in the distance. The light drew a long arc in the air, and finally hit the ground at an alarming speed.
"Boom -" there was a loud noise, and a huge pit was instantly knocked out of the ground by the ball of light. Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and dust filled the air. The old man's method not only shocked Li Fei, but also eclipsed everything around him.
Li Fei hurriedly walked over and looked at the bottomless pit, his heart full of surprise. He had never seen such power before, it was simply beyond his imagination. He looked at Wuming, his eyes full of awe and surprise.
"This is the power of an immortal cultivator." The old man said calmly, "You can also have such power."
Li Fei looked at the old man, his heart filled with shock and expectation. He wants to have such power, he wants to become an immortal cultivator. He looked at the old man, his eyes shining with determination.
The old man looked at him and smiled slightly. Turning around and entering the house, Li Fei quickly followed.
The two walked into the room. The old man pointed to the chair opposite and motioned for Li Fei to sit down.
"Let me first introduce you to the world of immortality."
The old man began to say.
"Cultivation of immortals is a way to transcend mortals and pursue immortality. In the world of immortality, the strength of one's strength is mainly divided into the following stages: Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, god transformation, integration, and Mahayana. , overcoming tribulations, and ascending.”
"Each stage has its own cultivation methods and difficulty of breakthrough, and the strength gap at each stage is very large."
The old man continued to explain.
"The place where we are now is a place called the Sea of Clouds Realm. Here, many immortal cultivators gather, forming several major sects. Each sect has its own characteristics and cultivation methods."
Li Fei was fascinated by what he heard. He had never heard of such a world and such power. He was filled with anticipation and excitement.
"Are you willing to learn from me?" Wuming looked at Li Fei with a calm tone.
Li Fei did not hesitate, he nodded, his eyes shining with determination.
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Then you will worship me as your teacher today."
Li Fei immediately knelt down and saluted the old man as a master.
"Get up." The old man said, "I don't have a name, just call me Master Wumingwu."
Li Fei nodded, knowing that this name would be of great significance to him.
Li Fei deeply remembered Wuming's words, and he decided to become a powerful immortal cultivator, for himself and for this new world.
