As soon as the sky was bright, Mo Tiange was awakened by the voice next door.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the roof for a few moments before she remembered that this was the ancestral home.

The quilt smelled damp, and she frowned and got up to get dressed.

The clothes are easy to wear, she has been dressing herself since she was four years old, but she only feels troublesome when she braids, no matter how she weaves it, she feels that it is not as good as her mother's braiding. Struggling to control the feeling of wanting to cry, she wiped her eyes, opened the door and walked out.

In the kitchen next door, Aunt Lin was already cooking breakfast, and it was Uncle He who was chopping firewood in the yard, and he was doing all the rough work in the house. In addition, there are several servants who sweep the floor, and those who feed the pigs.

As soon as Mo Tiange finished washing his face with water, he heard Aunt Lin shouting in the house: "Hey, come here." ”

She turned her head and looked at Aunt Lin in confusion.

Aunt Lin held a shovel in one hand and crossed her waist in the other and said, "Call you, come and help me light the fire." ”

She glanced left and right, and walked over.

Aunt Lin pushed her behind the stove: "The fire outside is big, and the fire is small inside." ”

Mo Tiange watched Aunt Lin turn her head and bury herself in chopping vegetables, she didn't pay attention to her at all, bit her lip, sat down behind the stove and started to burn the fire.

Fortunately, breakfast was made quickly, and Aunt Lin boiled a pot of gruel, or steamed or fried a few side dishes, and it was fine. She smelled the scent, and her empty stomach grew hungrier.

After making breakfast, Aunt Lin saw her come out of the stove and said, "Go wash your face and go to eat again." ”

Mo Tiange wiped his face and found that it was stained with some dust, so he obediently went to the courtyard to get some water and wiped it again. I didn't go to the dining room until I felt clean.

This meal is still like this, she is obviously very hungry but she can't eat anything, so she finished it scribbly and went to the school with Mo Tianqiao.

Walking on the road, Mo Tianqiao said something to her with great interest, but she didn't hear it.

Until Mo Tianqiao pulled her sleeve and asked worriedly, "Tiange, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mo Tiange came back to his senses, but just shook his head.

Seeing her like this, Mo Tianqiao didn't speak for a while, and the two walked silently for a while, and Mo Tianqiao hesitated to speak: "Tiange, do you miss your mother?" ”

Mo Tiange was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and did not deny it.

Mo Tianqiao glanced at her, clasped her hand again, and said seriously: "Tiange, I know you are sad, but your mother is no longer here, and it is useless for you to be sad." ”

Although this was a very clumsy comfort, Mo Tiange still smiled: "Tianqiao, thank you." ”

Mo Tianqiao saw her smile, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to say something with great interest, this time, Tiange would echo a few words.

When they arrived at the school, the two found that the master was already there, so they hurriedly ran to their seats and sat down.

Seeing that they were late, Mo Tianjun grimaced in his position, and Mo Tianqiao glared back not to be outdone.

"Ahem!" The old master coughed, and the students immediately fell silent.

"Have you copied all the 'out of the brother'?"

The students took out their copied textbooks and spread them out on the table, waiting for the master to check them.

The old master's eyes swept over, and when he saw Mo Tiange who didn't have anything on the table, he said, "Tiange, have you been injured?" ”

Mo Tiange hurriedly stood up: "Master, I'm already well, I'll make up for my homework tomorrow." ”

The old master nodded: "Well, you haven't gone to school for a few days, you must have missed your homework, today you only check the dictation, you go to read the book, and come back to make up for your homework in the afternoon." ”

"Yes."

The old master glanced at it again: "Those who have passed the transcription can go to read the book by themselves." ”

Mo Tiange packed up the books and pen and ink, bowed to the master again, and then entered the library.

I haven't been here for a few days, and the library is still the same, but she doesn't have the heart to read today.

Pulling out a book from the bookshelf on the east side, she opened the book and saw that it was still "A Brief Rumor of the Heavenly Pole" that she hadn't finished that day. She suddenly remembered the dream, the words spoken by the voice that claimed to be the ancestor of the Mo family.

With that in mind, she opened the book again. The book was apparently written by mortals, and there were only hearsay descriptions of the legends of the immortals. Her heart moved, and she stood on the stool again and flipped through the books on the east shelf.

I flipped through a local book, but there was no special content, and I suddenly found a copy of "Qinglian Notes".

Turning the page open, the preface of the book is a self-preface, and the author calls himself Qinglian layman. The preface says that he was originally a scholar in the Jin Kingdom, but he couldn't learn it because he was full of stomachs, so he debauchered among the mountains and rivers and traveled the world. It's a pity that there is no great success, when he was more than 200 years old, he felt that his life was approaching, so he wrote this book and passed it on to future generations.

Mo Tiange immediately put the other books back and took the book to the window to read.

At the beginning of the book, this Qinglian monk told him his own origin, and Mo Tiange was not interested, so he turned it over. Later, Qinglian began to tell about his experience of encountering Xianyuan.

It turned out that when he wandered the mountains and rivers, he had been to a place called Tianmu Mountain, and the nearby residents said that this mountain was full of clouds and mist, and there were colorful lights from time to time, and there must be immortals. Qinglian monk only went to this Tianmu Mountain, this mountain is really magical, the sea of clouds is misty, the mountain stone is strange, and you will get lost unconsciously. When he got lost, he came to a place that was suspected to be a fairy cave, and in this cave, there were strange pictures and words painted. When he saw it, he copied it down, and later left the mountain, and realized the immortal law from it.

Later, the Qinglian monk had already cultivated the immortal method, only to feel that his ears were deaf and his eyes were clear, and his mind was smart, and slowly, immortal qi appeared in his body, and he could actually hit things in the air, and he was invulnerable, so far, he was already more powerful than the most powerful martial artist in the world.

He cultivated the immortal method happily, and he didn't know what the origin of this immortal law was, and later he accidentally met other people who cultivated the immortal method, and he realized that there were many people like him in the world, and they had their own world, called the immortal cultivation world, and these people were also called monks.

Mo Tiange thought about it again, the ancestor did say the word monk, and it seemed that what this Qinglian monk said was indeed true.

After Qinglian lay monks learned about the immortal cultivation world, they came into contact with other monks and slowly learned some common sense of immortal cultivation.

In the distant primeval times, when the gods were still in the world, there were many spiritual spirits everywhere, there were many monks with great magical powers, there were also many spirit beasts with extremely high abilities, as well as demons and demons with strange powers, there were often monks or spirit beasts who cultivated into immortals, and there were also demon cultivators and demons who cultivated into demons. But I don't know why, a great war suddenly broke out between heaven and earth, immortals, humans, beasts, and many dead, heaven and earth changed, mountains cracked and seas moved, and everything was destroyed.

After the primeval period, there is the antiquity. In ancient times, the worlds of immortals, spirits, demons and demons were separated, and the human world was left to unenlightened people and beasts. At this time, the world still has an aura and environment that is not inferior to the primeval times, and there are many sects, which is the heyday of mankind, and many exercises and magic weapons have been created. For more than 100,000 years, the war between the demons and demons, the demons participated in the war, the mountains and seas were moved, and the mortals were almost extinct, and they slowly became what they are now.

After more than 100,000 years, the monks with great magical powers disappeared, the high-level spirit beasts also disappeared, the spiritual energy began to become thinner, many spiritual objects became extinct, and the immortal cultivators began to break away from the world and no longer live together with mortals.

In today's immortal cultivation world, a sect of immortal cultivation has been established in a place with abundant spiritual energy, far away from the world, and only when choosing a disciple will it go to the mortal world.

And mortals are no longer anyone who can cultivate immortals, only those who have spiritual roots and can retain spiritual energy in their bodies can cultivate immortals. And the spiritual root is among mortals, there is no one in ten thousand, only the descendants of immortal cultivators, the probability of appearing the spiritual root is greatly improved.

The body is divided into two poles, and the spirit belongs to the five elements, which means that the physique has yin and yang attributes, and the aura has the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Ordinary people's physiques are all yin and yang, and when cultivating, they will repel each other, and the spiritual root, the five elements are mutually restrictive, and if the body has a spiritual root that restrains each other, it will cancel each other, so the purer the physique, the better, and the fewer spiritual roots, the better.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are mostly three spiritual roots and four spiritual roots, and the cultivation of three spiritual roots is not too slow, but it generally cannot become a big weapon, and the four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots are poor spiritual roots, and they are generally trapped in the qi refining period for life, and it is very difficult to build a foundation. Qinglian Monk himself is the Four Spirit Roots, and he has no chance, so he has not been able to build a foundation.

And above the three spirit roots, the double spirit roots will no longer be dragged down by qualifications, in addition, there is also a kind of five elements abnormal spirit root, and the cultivation speed is not inferior to the single spirit root of the monk.

However, having a spiritual root alone is not a panacea, and cultivating the immortal method also involves understanding and mental nature. The spiritual root is a little poor, if the comprehension is excellent, the speed will not be much slower, and the breakthrough of the realm is related to the mind, the heart is resolute, and when the breakthrough is made, it will not be trapped by the state of mind. But all this is based on the spiritual root, if the spiritual root is too poor, then no matter how good the understanding and mind are, it is useless.

Mo Tiange remembered what her ancestors had said, she had a pure yin physique and dual spirit roots, so her cultivation speed was no slower than that of a single spirit root cultivator. However, the ancestors said that she had the Five Elements Spiritual Root, which was the worst spiritual root that the Qinglian monk said, and it would not be of great interest in general.

She was a little depressed, although she hadn't thought deeply about the events of that day, she was still not very happy knowing that her spiritual root was not good.

"Tiange, what are you looking at?"

It turned out that Mo Tianqiao pushed the door in.

Mo Tiange closed the book and said to her, "Tianqiao, have you passed?" ”

Mo Tianqiao's face was happy: "Yes, I copied it all night yesterday, and I finally passed the test." ”

"Then what book do you want to read, I'll help you find it."

Mo Tianqiao reached out and took her two pages, not very interested, and handed them back to her: "You can see it yourself, I'll take a look at it casually." ”

"Well, okay."

Seeing Mo Tianqiao turning between the bookshelves, Mo Tiange looked at the book in his hand, hesitated, and stuffed it into his schoolbag.