Chen San is an ordinary villager in Chenjia Village.
When he was young, he practiced a few boxing skills, traveled to several mortal cities, and accumulated some money. After returning to his hometown, he was able to buy a house and dozens of acres of fertile land. His family was well off, and he was envied by many villagers.
But he knew that his life would be like this.
As a Daqian citizen, he has seen more and desires more than other villagers.
For example... he knew that 'immortals' really existed, and he had even seen immortals take action several times himself.
However...cultivating immortals requires spiritual roots, but he has no spiritual roots!
This completely blocked his path to immortality!
Even though he returned to his hometown and was accompanied by his beloved wife and son, in the dead of night, when he recalled what happened before, he still couldn't sleep at night, as if a hundred claws were scratching his heart.
This night.
He glanced at his beloved wife and son who were sleeping soundly, put on his coat, turned around and walked out of the room into the courtyard.
Looking at the bright moon, I couldn't help but sigh: "I can only live a hundred years... I have no hope of becoming an immortal. I can only have more children and pass my hope to the next generation..."
suddenly……
There was a burst of thunder from the sky, and dark clouds were gathering!
Just when Chen San thought it was going to rain, the dark clouds suddenly dissipated again, as if what he had seen before was just an illusion.
Chen San couldn't help but look solemn, knowing that this change might be related to those immortals with great magical powers!
However, the next moment, he opened his mouth in surprise...
Because the full moon, like a silver disk, was suddenly stained with a layer of crimson!
The bright crimson color reminded him of delicious food, and he swallowed saliva unconsciously...
"The Lunar Star...has turned red?"
Chen San was so frightened that his face turned pale.
After all, to the ancients, Taiyin reversed meant that there would be a great disaster!
He was already thinking about whether to hoard food or even take his family into hiding in the mountains.
At this moment, Chen San suddenly let out a sigh.
Because above the red lunar sky, he seemed to see... a tree again?!
It looks like a branch made of flesh and blood, and it looks like a human arm, which is constantly extending out of the scope of the lunar...
beautiful!
An unimaginable sense of beauty beyond the extreme filled Chen San's heart.
He found that in the few books he had studied, there was no sentence that could describe the beauty of that red mother tree.
Human language is inherently feeble.
In the midst of selfless gaze.
Chen San's ears seemed to echo with hazy murmurs.
He has traveled far and wide, heard different local accents and slang, and also knows that "the pronunciation is different ten miles away, and the customs are different every hundred miles away". Some dialects may not be understood by anyone after traveling dozens of miles away.
But this time the language is completely different from those rural dialects!
Chen San confirmed that he had never heard this dialect before, but he could understand its meaning...
The voice was saying:
"The God of Ceres...Immortal..."
"...It's for...Xuan Ni..."
"The root of heaven and earth."
"As long as it lasts...inexhaustible, inexhaustible...the mother of Tao!"
…
Chen San also once searched hard for the classics on cultivating immortals, but in the end he found nothing.
At this moment, tears filled his eyes, knowing that if there was a supreme secret book for cultivating immortals, it would be like this!
This is the real avenue!
Everything in nature can pursue the great road!
No, it is the avenue that is chasing people!
Even though I only heard a few sentences, those words and arrangement seemed to carry infinite meanings. Every time I understood and interpreted... a brand new scripture would be born.
There is no need for the Haoshou Qiongjing, nor does it need to be studied and comprehended... and there is no need to ask others to interpret it... As long as you hear those nonsense words, you will automatically get the true meaning of the great road that many people dream of!
Gu Xuan
This made Chen San know a lot of knowledge inexplicably.
For example... everything is animistic!
As long as you use a few suitable methods, you can draw that little bit of 'spiritual energy' from the bodies of chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, dogs, cattle, sheep, and other animals and plants through slaughtering, cooking, and swallowing.
As long as he accumulates enough 'spirits'...even if he doesn't have spiritual roots, he can still cultivate immortality!
Well……
In fact, spirituality and aura are completely different things.
But for an ordinary person, to gain power beyond the ordinary is to become an immortal!
"Cultivation!"
"I didn't expect...I also have a destiny!"
Chen San clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked towards... the pig pen in the courtyard!
The next day.
When Chen San's wife and son got up in the morning, they smelled an alluring fragrance.
When I came to the kitchen, I saw Chen Sanzheng cooking pork with a big spoon.
Seeing his wife coming, he grinned widely: "Are you up? Today... our family is eating braised pork!"
"Eat pork! Eat pork!"
Chen San’s son was jumping up and down with joy...
…
Time goes back to last night.
Qianyang City.
When the lunar yin is reversed and the red moon is in the sky.
Wails like wild beasts suddenly appeared throughout this city of cultivating immortals.
"Ceres! Ceres!"
A monk is holding a magical weapon, his hair is disheveled, and he kills everyone he sees!
The casual cultivators around him hurriedly evaded, and some took out magic weapons to fight back: "It's not good... Fellow Daoist Wang has gone crazy and gone crazy!"
"Don't look at the Taiyin star in the sky... There are inner demons at work. Which fellow Taoist has a heart-purifying talisman or a treasure that can remove inner demons?"
"Damn it...the Purifying Curse is useless!"
"Where are the city guards? Where are the law enforcement monks?"
"Help... the Wu family Zhuji who sells spiritual tea on the street has gone crazy... he... he has turned into a flesh and blood monster!"
"A demon has sneaked into the city?"
"Hurry and find Ancestor Jiedan!"
…
Qianyang City is in chaos. There are monks everywhere who are possessed by demons, killing people crazily, and even transforming into foreign objects!
The law enforcement monks are like moths rushing to a flame, and some of them even go crazy themselves.
"Haha... The Gate of Xuan Ni! The Gate of Xuan Ni! I understand... I understand!"
Wanhua Tower.
This is a brothel where many lustful monks like to visit.
It is said that the female cultivators there have a background in magic and are extremely good at various combined cultivation techniques, and can make male cultivators ascend to the ninth heaven.
And now...
A pale, huge mountain of flesh suddenly burst through the entire attic. On top of the countless fat flesh, there were various incomplete limbs hanging, and faces in bliss appeared on the surface.
The one at the top is the face of the ancestor who is stationed here. Her face is full of joy, as if she has touched the avenue that she has never forgotten, and she has even ascended to immortality!
"It's actually the connection pill..."
A clear light appeared, and in it was an old man with a strange face, who was responsible for guarding the Yuanying old monster in Qianyang City!
"Elder Gu!"
Several alchemy monks with lingering fears on their faces followed the old Yuanying monster in disgrace: "If the elder hadn't saved us with the 'dust-falling bell' before, I'm afraid we would have been controlled by the demonic sound and transformed into demon!"
"Hmph... You usually don't focus on your mind in practice, but if you suddenly encounter the invasion of such powerful inner demons, it is inevitable that you will become possessed..."
The ancient elder held a bell that looked like a jade carving in his hand: "You're lucky! If I hadn't happened to have this magic weapon that specifically guards the mind and removes inner demons... you would have ended up like that Roshan!"
Many pill-forming monks looked at the various tentacles dancing wildly on the meat mountain, and layers of cold sweat could not help but appear on their foreheads...
