Tianwen

The moonlight poured on the endless earth.

The mountains are undulating, the plains are silent, and the rivers are flowing and winding into the distance.

The whole mountain range stretches more than 800 miles from west to east, and the shape is like a bull, so it is called Funiu Mountain.

In the Funiu Mountains, there is a river not far from the foot of the mountain in the south, which flows along the mountain, pointing into the distance, silently guarding the water and soil.

On the other side of the river is a relatively large town, called Funiu Town, which is said to have a history of thousands of years, and there are thousands of families in the town, depending on each other, according to which they thrive.

There is a family in the southwest of the town, near the river. The head of the house, Yi, was sitting in the study, staring at the book in his hand, his eyes seemed to be lifeless, like a sculpture, quietly immersed in the lonely and silent night.

The candlelight in the study is especially bright in the dark night. The hazy moonlight sprinkled on the room, indescribably quiet and peaceful.

"After more than ten years, the trauma in the body is still the same, not getting better in the slightest, and the mental thoughts are stagnant, and even degenerate relatively quickly. There was endless regret in Yi Zheng's deep voice, as if he was reminiscing about the past, as if he was nostalgic for those beautiful pasts.

"Practice! Practice! The road ahead has been interrupted, and it is not impossible to recover, just have a suitable elixir. The pill is divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade, and if you want to cure the wounds of the dantian and meridians, you need the legendary pill with the Dan pattern. "

"There are many cultivators who can do alchemy, the senior brother back then was a master of alchemy, but he couldn't refine the pill I needed, maybe only that place could have such a Dan Dao master who could refine it, for me, I couldn't afford it, let alone the elixir I needed. Dan Dao masters have amazing talents, and the realm is beyond my reach, and I can't reach it. The deep voice was mixed with a helpless sigh, and Yi Zheng gently swung his legs and feet, which were a little numb.

"Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope, my son Yi Yuan has cultivation qualifications, although it is not very good, but he can also embark on the path of cultivation. However, the path of cultivation is difficult, and the cultivation resources required are innumerable, and it is necessary to have the help of noble people. My qualifications are much better than my son's, but I haven't been able to move forward for long, and Yuan'er's cultivation path is even more endless, like fishing for the moon in the water and exploring flowers in the mirror, but it is far away. "

The wind outside the window rubbed gently, rustling, the cold moonlight became brighter, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the temperature in the study was also becoming low-key. Yi Zheng tightened the gray and white brocade robe on his body, slowly got up from the chair, and slowly approached the window, facing the clear moonlight, as if he felt a trace of warmth. The moon shines like a waterfall, pouring light from the distant sky without hesitation.

Now it is the time when the Great Qi Dynasty is prosperous, the country is rich and the people are strong. The founding ancestor was a great monk in the Hedao period, and he lived for an unknown number of years, and it is said that he was only one step away from ascending to the upper realm.

The monk started from refining qi, and went through the foundation building, the golden pill, the yuan infant, the transformation of the gods, the refining of the void, and the merger, and then ascended to the upper realm. Starting from the promotion of Jindan, the Heavenly Dao will turn into a catastrophe, and you can enter the next great realm by passing the test.

Those who cultivate must not make a move on mortals, otherwise the immortals will punish them.

Throughout the ages, there have been many people who can cultivate, and very few people who have ascended.

The Great Apocalypse 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 Central. The population is large and mostly mortal. Those who do not have the qualifications to practice martial arts can practice martial arts. Martial arts are divided into acquired and congenital, and the innate realm can also live for more than 120 years.

From birth to death, mortals work at sunrise and rest at sunset, marry wives and have children, and produce offspring.

Funiu Town is located on the edge of Qinglong County, surrounded by 20 or 30 large and small villages, with a population of 200,000 or 300,000. The town is crisscrossed with shops. One of the more famous is the medical hall where Yi Zheng is located, called Yi Hetang. Famous far and near, passed to Yi Zheng for several generations, before the old man sat in the hall, from ten years ago after Yi Zheng returned home, the old man lived in seclusion behind the scenes, at home for a long time.

The old man practiced medicine all his life, did good deeds and accumulated virtues, and lived more freely. Grandson Yi Yuan, a little naughty since he was a child, often secretly pulls his beard when he sleeps at noon, and the old man with a heart like a mirror is sometimes not used to him, grabbing the little guy and putting it on his lap, patting it on the little buttocks a few times, and the scared little guy screams. The granddaughter Yi Wei is different, her phoenix eyes are half-curved, well-behaved and clever, which makes the old man happy. The old man is a little regretful that his second son is away all the year round and has little information.

Yi Zheng understood in his heart: the second brother Yi Nan lived in Aoki City, thousands of miles away, and joined the Aoki School, the largest local sect in his early years, and learned first-hand excellent kung fu. The second brother is cautious by nature and married a chivalrous girl in the sect, and now he has been more than six years. He has a son named Yi Ming, who is five years old. On the chubby little face, there are a pair of naughty big eyes, and those two big eyes that look like black gems only need to turn around, and the ghost idea will come. The second brother often said that he was not like him, which caused his younger brother and daughter-in-law to often find him alone. The brothers exchanged letters from time to time, and the old man was very quiet at this time.

Before you know it, the moonlight has deviated from the window, and the wind outside seems to have quieted down. Yi Zheng stomped his numb feet, turned around and blew out the half-lit candle, as if he had made up some kind of determination in his heart.

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 mother.

A smile stretched out at the corner of Yi Zheng's mouth, gently covered the futon, and slowly fell asleep.

The moonlight slowly faded away, and the land was quiet, and darkness filled every corner.

Flowers bloom in dreams, and flowers fall in dreams.

Colorful and desirable .....