Chapter 1 Bad Book? Strange things?

The Tianhua Dynasty, with a territory of tens of thousands of miles, dominates the secular world and is famous. It is bordered by the North Sea in the east, 100,000 mountains in the west, boundless desert in the south, and thousands of miles of glaciers in the north.

Tianhua City is located in the west of the Tianhua Dynasty. It was designed by the founding emperor and took decades to complete it. It covers tens of thousands of mu and is surrounded by a wall with a height of 100 meters and a width of tens of thousands of meters on all sides. It is really a strong city!

Under Tianhua City, there is a small town called Hejian. Although the land is not big, it has a beautiful environment and trees. It is also a good place to live, especially the Yuebo Lake, which is located on the west side of the town. At night, it is even more beautiful under the moonlight. It is a good place to talk about love.

On the northwest side of the town, there are countless courtyards. The most conspicuous one is a four-in and four-out large open-door mansion. The mansion is built of blue stone, with a trace of grandior in its simplicity. The two pairs of white jade tigers in front of the door add a sense of power.

On the east side of the mansion, in the back garden, the morning sun rose slowly, and the morning fog dissipated, revealing a young man. The teenager's face was slightly white, straight and handsome, dressed in white brocade clothes, his eyes were closed, and he kept spitting at the morning sun.

The young man's name is Xia Houtian. He is only 15 years old. He is lively and lively by nature, and his understanding is extraordinary.

And his father, Xiahou Yuan, was the first master of the river. Bo had a great reputation, and even the magistrate was afraid. He came here 20 years ago and met a pure girl, so he settled here.

After Xiahou Tian finished vomiting, he slowly got up, with a smile on the corners of his mouth. He walked out of the house door, walked to the market in the south of the town, came to a store, and stopped.

The shop is built of barren wood. A pen and a book are carved on the facade. On the black plaque, the four golden characters of "Hongyuan Bookstore" are suddenly on it. Obviously, the writer has been immersed in calligraphy for many years, which invisibly gives people a fierce momentum.

"Uncle Zhang, do you have any new books?" A young teenager said to a middle-aged man.

"Oh, my God, have you finished reading the last book again?" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"I've been reading it for a long time, and I'm just waiting for my uncle's new book." The teenager replied eagerly.

"The books received this time are all in the back. You can find them by yourself." The middle-aged man said casually.

"Thank you, uncle. Then I'll go to the back."

After saying that, Xia Houtian walked to the back door and pushed the door in. His eyes were full of books, about a hundred books. He no longer hesitated and looked for it carefully.

For a long time, Xia Houtian got up with a bitter face and said to himself, "Why is there no good book? It seems that we can only wait for the new book next month."

Turning around and preparing to leave, suddenly there was a yellow light in his eyes. Xia Houtian stopped and looked around. He saw a yellow book in a corner. He opened it and looked happy: "For luck, this is a book describing the world of immortals."

When the middle-aged man saw that Xia Houtian appeared with only a yellowed old book, he looked a little depressed and said, "Why did you choose this bad book?"

"Bad book?" Xia Houtian couldn't help but ask questions.

"Yes, the uncle accidentally got this book, but it was brought back after a long time. Many handwriting can't be read clearly. If you like it, the uncle will give it to you."

"Uncle, don't go back on your word." Xia Houtian took the opportunity to say.

"No, take it." Xia Houtian then thanked the middle-aged man and walked home with a "rotten book".

Xiahou Mansion

Xiahou Yuan, the owner of Xiahou Martial Arts Museum in Hejian Town, the first master in Hejian Town, has six layers of cultivation during the Qi practice period. By chance, he met the mother of Xiahou Tian and admired each other, so he gave up everything, came to Hejian, opened a martial arts school, got married and had children.

Xia Houtian, the son of Xia Houyuan, is diligent and eager to learn, but he doesn't know why he is slow to practice. Last year, he reached the second level of practice period and was laughed at by others.

But this does not stop Xia Houtian's desire for the world of immortal cultivation since he was a child. He likes books that describe the affairs of immortals, so he often goes to Hongyuan Bookstore to buy them.

When he got home, Xia Houtian just ate some food in a hurry and went straight to the bedroom to read the newly bought books carefully.

Seeing this, Xiahou Yuan's heart was full of worry. He pondered for a moment and made up his mind to let his son fulfill his wish.

Xiahou Mansion, study on the east side

The study is about five meters square. There is a bookshelf on the east side. There are countless books on the bookshelf, which are placed very neatly. Obviously, the owner has used it. There is a desk and a chair in front of the bookshelf. There are four treasures of the study on the table, and a pen holder. There are two landscape paintings hanging on the wall on the west side. The painting is exquisite, and the whole layout is elegant and unique, which shows the elegant style of a literati.

"Journey to Cultivation of Immortals" is a book introduced by an immortal cultivater to the world of immortals. It has a long history and has been passed down to the hands of Xia Houtian. It is not easy. Unfortunately, the handwriting is a little vague and incomplete.

Xia Houtian read carefully and was deeply attracted by the world in it. His heart was full of infinite yearning, but when he thought of his own cultivation, his face darkened and he bowed his head and meditated.

Xia Houtian has been guided by his father Xia Houyuan since he was a child to practice the "Fire Spirit Secret". His father Xia Houyuan even paid a lot of money to buy medicinal materials and wash his marrow. I don't know why, after all, his achievements are limited, which makes Xia Houtian very irritable.

Subconsciously, the five fingers were clenched, but it was cut by the ancient book. The blood was soaked in the ancient book, as if he felt the pain in his hand. Xia Houtian came back to his hand, looked at the palm, and found that a wound had been broken.

I didn't care too much, and I was immersed in infinite yearning, but the blood did not stop, as if something was driving, quickly rushing to the ancient books and being absorbed by the ancient books.

After losing too much blood, Xia Houtian felt a trace of dizziness. Only then did he find that the situation was wrong. He waved his arm and wanted to throw the ancient book out, but the ancient book was like glue, sticking to the palm of his hand.

In a hurry, Dantian Zhenqi rushed to the palm of his hand along the meridians. Xia Houtian wanted to fragment the ancient books. Just as Zhenqi was input, a strange thing happened, and Xia Houtian disappeared into the study in an instant.

Unnamed space

Xia Houtian appeared in an unknown space. A huge monument rose from the ground. The monument was a hundred feet high. Looking at it from a distance, it was like a pillar of heaven, straight into the sky.

Under the huge monument, there is a big mountain in the shape of a camel. Strangely, the mountain is five colors and glitters.

A big river passed around the mountain, and the sound of water was like a sound, endlessly in the ears, and the water splashed, as if a pearl fell to the ground, crystal clear.

Hongqiao stands across the river, connecting the two sides, colorful, like a rainbow falling to the ground, standing on the river, the scenery is beautiful.

For a long time, Xia Houtian came to his senses, his eyes were full of doubts, and he thought to himself, "What is this place? Why did I come here? What's going on?"

Slowly walked to the river. The water was extremely clear, but there was nothing else in the water. He stepped on the bridge and came to the other side.

Looking closely, the mountain is divided into five layers, white, green, black, red and yellow from top to bottom, like a colorful ribbon, wrapped on the mountain.

When I walked to the top of the mountain, the huge monument appeared in front of me. Under the touch, a sense of vicissitudes of life surged into my heart, and an aura rushed into my mind. The three words "Hongmengjing" came to my mind.

"Is this place called Hongmengjing? I don't know how to get out?"

I felt something in my heart, and the huge monument flashed. Xia Houtian returned to the study, and the books were scattered all over the place.

"Why did I come back? Is it?" Xia Houtian returned to Hongmeng again. Seeing that the guess was confirmed, Xia Houtian was very happy.

Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Xia Houtian knew that he was afraid to get a tool used by immortals, but what is slightly insufficient is that it seems to have no other function except for the relatively large space. Maybe it is for immortals to store sundries. Xia Houtian thought so.

Instructing the servant to clean up the study, Xia Houtian returned to his room and closed the door. What he thought in his heart appeared in the "Hongmeng Realm" in an instant.

Leaving the mountain and walking eastward, less than a hundred miles, he was blocked by the white fog and could not enter. He had no choice but to go south, which was still the same. Xia Houtian, who did not give up, walked in the other two directions, and the result was still the same.

"It seems that the size here is about a hundred miles, and there is no difference except that the aura is strong."

Xia Houtian was slightly disappointed, but he quickly adjusted it and thought, "The aura here is strong, far beyond home, and it's not nothing."

Do it when you think of it. Xiahou sits on the ground, meditate and carries it. Gradually, he enters the state, and his heart is quiet.

A few days after that, Xia Houtian entered the "Hongmeng Realm" to explore many times, but found nothing, so he gradually gave up, but still told his father about it.

On this day, Xia Houtian breathed and breathed as usual, facing the rising morning sun, he absorbed the essence of the sun.

The originally silent Dantian suddenly gushed out countless true qi and poured into the meridians. Xia Houtian said that it was not good. He quickly calmed down, controlled the true qi, and returned to Dantian.

But the true qi gradually lost control. Finally, Xia Houtian roared in his brain and fainted to the ground. The thick Zhenqi widened Xia Houtian's meridians and finally returned to Dantian.

After that, the servants found that the prince fell to the ground and hurriedly informed Xia Houyuan. Xia Houyuan saw this, explored it, and looked happy.

It turned out that Xiahou Tianxiu broke through to the third floor of the Qi practice period. Xia Houyuan took it back to the room, ordered the kitchen to stew some supplements, and left.

After Xia Houtian woke up, he found that his body was fine, and his cultivation had improved a lot. He was very satisfied. He was ready to try the internal vision method he had heard before. In the past, his cultivation was not enough, but now it was just right.

The mind sank in, and the internal organs appeared in Xia Houtian's eyes. The liver was cyan, the kidney was black, the lungs were white, the heart was red, the spleen was yellow, and the five elements were darkly combined.

Looking down, the true qi flow in Dantian is like a lake, silvery white, and a book on the lake is yellow, emitting a light from time to time, integrating into the lake, and the water of the lake seems to increase a little.

A guess came to my mind: "Can Hongmengjing still increase cultivation? No wonder it can break through this time. I'm afraid it's because of Hongmengjing."

I learned that my son woke up. Xia Houyuan came to visit. Originally, according to his estimation, it would take many years for Xia Houtian to reach the third floor. Unexpectedly, he broke through in just one year, and he was very confused.

"Tian'er, what's going on? Why did you make a breakthrough? Can you tell your father why?"

Seeing his father's serious inquiry, Xia Houtian said, "Father, this is all because of the "Hongmeng Realm" that the child can practice so quickly."

"Isn't Hongmengjing a storage tool?" Xia Houyuan was even more confused.

He told his father about his guess, but after hearing this, Xia Houyuan's face became more and more gloomy. He thought for a long time and said to his son, "Tian'er, this matter is very important. I hope you don't mention it to others in the future, okay?"

Seeing that his father not only did not praise himself, but said a strange word, Xia Houtian replied casually, "Yes, father."

Seeing that his son did not take his words seriously, Xia Houyuan said seriously, "Tian'er, the reality is cruel. You don't know how powerful it is. You must promise to be a father and don't tell anyone about it. Do you understand?"

Xiahou Yuan's serious words stunned Xiahou Tianshen. Seeing that his father was not joking, he straightened his face and said to his father, "Father, don't worry, the child will not mention this to others again."

"That's good. You can continue to practice. Remember the way of practice. One relaxation, a combination of work and rest, and transitional practice will also be counterproductive. In the future, you don't have to go out to eat. I will ask my servants to put the food at your door."

"Thank you, father. Father, take your time. I won't send the child." Looking at the back of his father's departure, Xia Houyuan felt the strong father's love and swore in his heart that he would practice hard and live up to his father's teaching.

The son's explanation made Xiahou Yuan very shocked. As far as he knew, the things that could increase cultivation were all treasures of heaven and earth. Although the help of Hongmengjing was slow, it was better to persevere. That's why he warned Xia Houtian not to say it.

After the month, Xiahou's mansion, garden

"Tian'er, I don't know if I've gained a lot recently. I think your cultivation has been consolidated in my father's opinion, right?" Xia Houyuan raised the corners of his mouth and looked happy.

Seeing his father's smile, Xia Houtian said, "Yes, father, his cultivation has been consolidated, and he should be helped by Hongmengjing."

"Okay, this thing is really wonderful. This time I came to you for my father, I just want to tell you something."

Seeing that his father's face was heavy, Xia Houtian asked, "Father, if you have anything, just say it. The child will try his best."

"Today's letter from your uncle, the Xiahou family got three registration places for helping an elder of the immortal sect. I want you to have a try. I want to hear your opinion for my father."

Hearing that he could join the immortal cultivation school, although Xia Houtian was excited, he was not slow and asked, "Why did uncle come to me? Such an opportunity should be very rare."

Xia Houyuan sighed and said, "The Xiahou family is a big family of the dynasty. There has never been many quarrels between my family and the subordinates. At that time, my father was tired of that kind of life, so he came here and met your mother."

It turned out that Xia Houtian's uncle Xia Houyi was the elder of the family and had two sons, but they all died in the assassination a month ago. The murderer has not been found so far, and the quota fell into the hands of the master's family, so he proposed to let Xia Houtian go.

Understanding the reason of the matter, Xia Houtian said, "Father, I'm willing to go, not because of the glory of the family, but because it's my dream to cultivate immortals."

Xiahouyuan was worried and said, "Tian'er, you know that your father doesn't approve of going there. Your cultivation is not high. Even among the other two people in the Xiahou family, you are at the end. Although you get a magic weapon, you are still worried about your safety."

"Father, don't worry. Cultivation has always been my dream. I can have such an opportunity this time. If I don't try, the child will not be willing."

"Well, you go and clean it up. Tomorrow we will go to the capital Tianhua City."

"Thank you, father." Seeing his father agree, Xia Houtian smiled happily.

I went back to my room, packed up my things, and decided to say goodbye to my friends. After that, I don't know when I can come back.

Hejian Town, Hongyuan Bookstore

When he came to this bookstore again, Xia Houtian's mood was completely different from before. The greatest opportunity in life was to get it here, and he couldn't help sighing at the wonder of the world.

"It's Xiahou Tian. I don't know if I was satisfied with the last book. Feel free to choose what you need."

"Uncle, I don't know if there are any ancient books from the last time. The last one was not enough. I want to buy some."

"No, there is only one ancient book, and the rest are new books. It seems that you don't need it." The man was slightly disappointed. After all, Xia Houtian was his old customer and very generous.

Hearing the uncle's negative answer, Xia Houtian was slightly disappointed: "Dare to ask uncle, where did you get the ancient book? Can you tell me?"

Seeing Xia Houtian's question, the man told the truth: "Actually, I don't know the origin of that ancient book."

Hearing the critical moment, there was no follow-up. Xia Houtian said anxiously, "Uncle, don't tell me. Tell me."

Seeing Xia Houtian's anxious look, the man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll say it right away."

A month ago, a man went to other places to buy books. He missed the time and had to sleep in the wilderness. However, in the middle of the night that day, suddenly lightning and thundered and dark clouds. The man was shocked and got up and ran away. In a panic, he did not know the direction. Seeing that there was a tile house in front of him, he went into it to hide from the rain.

Who knows that the tile house is very strange, and there is nothing empty inside. There is only this ancient book. When the man saw that the book is simple, he casually put it in his arms and rested.

After dawn, the man woke up and found that he was in a wasteland. The tile house he saw last night disappeared, but the ancient books still existed. Suddenly, he was scared and rushed back to the river day and night.

When Xia Houtian picked this book, he pushed the boat along the water and sold it to Xia Houtian. He was afraid that this book was a foreign object and harmful to people.

Hearing this answer, Xia Houtian was slightly disappointed and said, "So that's it. Uncle can't treat others like this in the future. I'm here to say goodbye today. I'm leaving here tomorrow. I don't know when I can come back in the future. Thank you for taking care of me over the years."

"Oh, my God, you're gone. Uncle has lost a lot of customers. If you have a chance in the future, remember to come back and see the uncle."

"A certain uncle, then I'll go first and say goodbye to others."

Hejian Town, Market

"A Niu, Li Er, Xiao Hua, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I can't play with you in the future."

When I heard that Xia Houtian was leaving, my friends were very surprised and regretted that. Although Xia Houtian was a rich family and a son of a rich family, he did not look down on the poor at all. He was very good to them. He has always got along well with each other and had a good relationship.

"Xiahoutian, you can come back to see us in the future." A Niu Dao.

"Xiahoutian, we can't play together in the future. Take care of yourself." Li Erdao.

"Brother Xiaotian, will you come back in the future?" Xiaohua asked.

"Thank you for your concern. As for the future, I will definitely come back. My home is here."

"Brother Xiaotian, be careful on the road. I heard from my mother that the world is not very peaceful." Xiaohua said worriedly.

"It's okay. My father is the best master in the river. It's no problem for ordinary little thieves to come."

Seeing that Xia Houtian said so, Xiaohua remembered this, stuck out her tongue, made a grimace, and stopped talking.

To leave the place where he lived since childhood and his familiar playmates, Xia Houtian felt a trace of loss in his heart, but he was instantly replaced by the world of immortal cultivation. His childhood dream could finally be realized, and the loss suddenly dissipated, leaving only firmness.

Xia Houtian's figure, reflected in the eyes of his former playmates under the sun, suddenly felt much taller, and he vaguely felt in his heart that the distance in the future would be more distant.

Finally, the friends played for a while. Xia Houtian left the market and returned home.

When Xia Houyuan saw his son coming back, he asked, "I know you are going to say goodbye to your friends. With the support of your uncle this time, you can have this opportunity. If you are successful in your practice in the future, I hope you don't forget your uncle."

"I won't, father. Somehow, I have a feeling in my heart that this place no longer belongs to me, so I want to see my friends again."

Seeing that his son was so sad, Xia Houyuan said, "Yes, immortal cultivation and mortals are two different worlds. One closed practice may be different. Therefore, you must always maintain a firm heart, so that you can keep moving forward. He has the opportunity to reach the peak every day, and he will live up to the expectations of so many people. . "

"Thank you for your father's teaching. The child understands that the child is leaving." Seeing that his son recovered and knew that the enlightening was successful, Xia Houyuan replied, "Go."