Chapter 1 Sun Mingsheng

Song State, Pingyang County, Dongyan Mountains.

Dongyan Mountains are located in the northeast of Pingyang County, stretching for hundreds of miles, with hundreds of peaks of different heights and sizes stretching across the wilderness. Shenquan Mountain is one of the few sacred mountains in Dongyan Mountains, named after its appearance that resembles a giant dog lying in a coil.

In addition to large tracts of hard-to-move boulders, the ups and downs of the mountains occasionally have some arable land in between, on which cold-resistant and barren-resistant crops such as sorghum and sweet potatoes grow.

About a hundred miles in front of Shenquan Mountain, there is a suddenly sunken depression where thousands of people live. They make a living by farming and hunting, are self-sufficient, and can fill their stomachs when the weather is good.

In the northwest of the depression is a naturally formed narrow exit between two mountains, and outside it is a flat post road. Unfortunately, it is too remote and not many people come and go. Only a few people sit in the shade of nearby trees, taking advantage of the rare rest, talking and talking.

Deep in the mountains, under a peak covered by clouds, more than a hundred mortals are worshiping respectfully.

These people are strictly arranged according to age, and under the leadership of the old patriarch who is over 70 years old and has white hair and beard, they worship the mountain devoutly.

"Sun Fuyun, the village chief of Shan'ao Village, brings his descendants to worship the immortal master of the Sun family, asking the immortal master to bless the family inheritance in an orderly manner, and a good harvest in the next year"

Half an hour later, the simple but solemn and solemn worship was over, 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 in the mountains?"

After leaving for a distance, a group of naughty little monkeys about three or five years old surrounded them. In addition to curiosity, there was also something called hope in their eyes.

"You naughty mud monkeys, if you want to see the Immortal Master, you must study with the teacher seriously. Only with the teacher's approval can you be qualified to become one of the Immortal Masters, practice immortal arts, learn magical powers, and live forever."

The naughty and playful children suddenly quieted down, and their young faces showed a look of longing for hope.

About twenty feet away from this group of little boys and the old patriarch, a child with ragged clothes, dark skin, and struggling to carry a bundle of small firewood was no exception.

The little boy's name was Sun Mingsheng. His parents died in a robbery during an out-of-town transaction a few years ago. After that, he grew up in the village relying on hundreds of meals.

The little guy started to collect firewood from the mountain with an abandoned hatchet that he picked up from nowhere when he was seven years old. He carried it down the mountain little by little and sold it to some villagers in exchange for some copper coins to make a living.

"Mingsheng, you cut a lot of firewood today, and sent three copper coins to my home." The old village chief with white hair and beard flashed a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Grandpa Village Chief, are there really immortals on that mysterious mountain? Am I also a descendant of immortals? Can we really see immortals?" After all, he is just a child who has not grown up, and he is also curious about the immortals in the legend.

"Haha, our Sun family is a famous immortal cultivation family in Pingyang County. Everyone is a descendant of immortals. In half a year, the family will hold a special spiritual root detection conference. Naturally, you can see the immortals with great magical powers with your own eyes." The tone of the old village chief was full of affirmation.

"Grandpa Clan Chief, what is the spiritual root detection conference? Will I have it?" A group of tender children's voices surrounded him.

"Only immortals know what spiritual roots are. As long as you study hard, you have the opportunity to become an immortal." The old patriarch stroked the child's round head with a pair of rough hands.

"Then I will definitely become an immortal with great magical powers in the future, and I can eat big meat buns every meal." The young Sun Mingsheng did not understand the meaning of a cultivator at this time, but this did not affect the firm, yearning, and longing look on his face.

On a mountain covered by layers of thick clouds and mist, with beautiful scenery and spring-like weather all year round.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, large and small spiritual fields are opened up in an orderly manner, in which various flowers and plants full of vitality grow, some are trying to stretch out tender buds, some are enjoying the sunlight that fills the sky and the earth, and some are cleaning the dust on their bodies under the morning dew.

In every field, there must be one or more people busy, but their farming methods are somewhat different. Some people are sweating and struggling to wave their golden hoes, some people are holding sharp needles made of different colors of metal to kill pests, and some people are changing various complex gestures to summon bursts of spiritual rain for irrigation.

This is the base camp of the Sun family, the Shenquan Mountain with the second-level medium-grade spiritual vein.

The Sun family has an orderly inheritance, with four foundation-building cultivators and more than 200 Qi-refining cultivators. They are native cultivators of Pingyang County and have been recuperating here for more than a thousand years.

Although there has never been a legendary Jindan cultivator who can move mountains and fill the sea and pick stars, the foundation-building inheritance has never been cut off. It is also a small overlord in Pingyang County and should not be underestimated.

After a thousand years of reproduction and development, there are currently more than 200,000 members of the Sun family without spiritual roots, distributed in more than a dozen towns within a radius of 500 miles of Shenquan, and each town has about 10,000 people.

Sun Mingsheng originally lived in a village under the jurisdiction of a small town, with hundreds of mortals resting and recuperating. According to the rules of the Sun family, every ten years, spiritual root tests will be conducted in all towns, and mortals with spiritual roots can enter Shenquan Mountain for cultivation.

Sun Mingsheng is twenty-one years old this year, with three spiritual roots of wood, fire and earth, and the fifth level of Qi training.

He was originally an orphan, lonely and helpless in the small village. When he was seven years old, his spiritual roots were detected and he officially became a member of the Sun family. Under the guidance of the elders of the clan, he embarked on the road of cultivation.

Spiritual roots are a prerequisite for cultivation, but before formal cultivation, one must first feel the sense of qi, and through the sense of qi, the free spiritual energy in the air is taken into the dantian, and gradually form a small cycle, before becoming a real cultivator.

Qi sense, like spiritual roots, is a mysterious and special existence. The feelings of each cultivator are different. This process is difficult and easy, and there is no rule to follow. It depends on the person.

Some lucky ones can successfully feel the existence of Qi in their first meditation, and then naturally draw spiritual energy into their bodies, and advance to the first level of Qi training to become a cultivator.

On the contrary, some unlucky ones, although their aptitude is not bad, waste a lot of time because they cannot feel the existence of Qi, which affects their future practice.

Of course, for most cultivators, as long as they spend a certain amount of time, most of them can feel the existence of Qi, and it is not too difficult to successfully advance to the first level of Qi training.

Sun Mingsheng felt the Qi at the age of eight and successfully advanced to the first level of Qi training. This speed is neither fast nor slow among the same group of cultivators. It is considered to be above average, not conspicuous nor lagging behind.