In front of him was a medical hall, and there was a teenager standing in the medical hall. The boy is fourteen or fifteen years old, and he has a magnificent figure. The face is like a carving, and the facial features are distinct, and the expression is a little cold. A pair of black pupils under the thick eyebrows are blazing, like a bottomless deep pool, bottomless. The eyes are like the warm snow that has not yet melted in spring, shining, crystalline, and seemingly with a slight coldness, and those eyes like a deep pool exude a resolute brilliance.

Opposite the boy stood a middle-aged man, who had slightly gray temples and was wearing a green shirt. Although the clothes were a little discolored, they were cleanly washed. With a thin face, a dark complexion, and a pair of charitable eyes under the faint eyebrows, he looked extremely kind. The corners of the eyes are covered with wrinkles, showing signs of age.

"Xiao Fan, there is no plantain and dragon blood in the medical hall, you can go to the mountains to pick some in a while. A kind voice came from the middle-aged man's mouth.

The boy's name was "Fengfan", and he was orphaned when he was three years old, when his parents died of illness. Before his death, Feng Fan's father entrusted him to a friend, a middle-aged man named "Ding Zhongtang" across from him, who opened a medical clinic here, and everyone called him "Ding Langzhong".

"Second uncle, I'll go right away. Feng Fan nodded slightly. Because Ding Langzhong is the second in the family, Feng Fan has always been called the second uncle over the years.

In Feng Fan's impression, Ding Zhongtang has always been good to him, and Feng Fan has been with Ding Zhongtang's son Ding Qiujie since he was a child. When Feng Fan was eight years old, Ding Zhongtang intended to let Ding Qiujie inherit his mantle and learn the family's medical skills, but Ding Qiujie would rather die.

Ding Zhongtang was forced to be helpless, and finally sent Ding Qiujie to a distant relative's house in another place, and let him study in a well-known local private school. Since then, Ding Zhongtang has taken Fengfan to run this medical center.

In addition to collecting medicines, Feng Fan often reads some medicinal herbs and books on treatment, and also learns some medical skills from Ding Zhongtang. Because Feng Fan is extremely diligent, he usually learns a lot about medicinal herbs and healing.

Whether it was before or after Ding Qiujie left, Ding Zhongtang treated Feng Fan like his own son, and usually took good care of food, clothing, and daily life. Since Ding Qiujie left, the two have relied on each other for their lives, running this medical hall together and taking care of it in an orderly manner.

In front of you is a rugged mountain road, and this mountain is called "Yongsan". The surrounding flowers are blooming, the fog is vigorous, and the mountains seem to be shrouded in a faint veil. The peaks are shrouded in mist, and the mountain trails are winding and twisting, like a ribbon falling from the clouds. The shadowy mountains are like a fairy who has not woken up from sleep, dressed in a thin veil like cicada wings, with affectionate veins and silent eyes.

The surrounding humidity gradually increased, and with the gust of breeze, the leaves of many plants around reflected a crystal luster, allowing the mysterious Longshan to exude a sense of vitality and mystery. The verdant mountains overlap on top of each other, like the undulating waves of the sea, surging and majestic.

Gradually, as the dark clouds surged, a light rain began to fall. Thin raindrops gently sprinkle on the earth like spider silk, as if to give birth to a thousand forms of life and bring infinite vitality to the world.

The air became fresher, everything around seemed to be intoxicated, and there was no one around except a lonely figure. That lonely figure was Feng Fan, who was entrusted by the second uncle to come to Longshan to collect medicinal herbs, although it was raining lightly at this time, Feng Fan seemed to enjoy the feeling of this rain, and a leisurely look appeared on his face.

There are many kinds of precious medicinal herbs on Dragon Mountain, especially on the top of Dragon Mountain, there are some precious medicinal herbs—even thousand-year-old spirit grasses. It's a pity that wild beasts are rampant on the top of the mountain, and even many hunters have died on it, so ordinary people don't dare to collect precious medicinal herbs at all, these are what Feng Fan heard Ding Zhongtang say.

Feng Fan walked forward slowly, although he was only fifteen years old this year, he was much more mature than his peers in terms of personality. After all, Feng Fan has been an orphan since he was a child, and he is relatively independent psychologically. At the same time, I have followed my second uncle to manage the medical hall for so many years, and I have also met people of all shapes and sizes, and I am naturally much more experienced than my peers.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind and torrential rain all around. With the roar of thunder, the sky quickly darkened, and huge black clouds shrouded the sky over Longshan. A huge whirlpool gradually formed in the air, and powerful power and extremely oppressive aura rushed out of the whirlpool.

With the accumulation of black qi, a huge pillar of black light as thick as an arm shot towards Long Mountain. There was a loud "boom", and when the black pillar of light hit the Longshan Mountain, there were bursts of dust and sand, as if a strange ** had destroyed the Longshan.

Gradually, the vortex turned into a black pillar of light. One end of the pillar of light is connected to Longshan, and the other end of the pillar of light is actually straight into the sky, as if it is a passage with no end in sight.

Many demon beasts in Dragon Mountain seemed to be greatly shaken, and they fled frantically, all fleeing from this place where they had lived for many years in the fastest time. And the location where the passage was formed turned out to be not far in front of Feng Fan, and a powerful suction force came out, and Feng Fan's body involuntarily moved towards the black pillar of light.

"This is ......" Feeling that his body was attracted by that black pillar of light, Feng Fan was extremely shocked in his heart, and exclaimed.

"Don't ......" Feng Fan, who was already close to the black pillar of light, had reached the extreme of fear in his heart, and screamed. But all this seemed to be useless, and Feng Fan's body was still sucked near the black pillar of light.

Feng Fan felt a wave of dizziness, and then lost consciousness. In the vastness, Feng Fan seemed to have a magical dream. In this dream, he turned into a bird, swimming through the endless void, shuttling at an unimaginable speed. Feng Fan seemed to feel that countless cities were fleeting, turning into countless black spots, and they were left far behind, never to be seen again.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Fan slowly woke up, stood up full of doubts, and found that he was in a cave.

Feng Fan shook his slightly sore head, completely returned to reality from the dream just now, and looked forward. I saw that the front had come to an end, and what appeared in front of me was a pale green cave wall, which exuded a brilliant light, illuminating the cave very brightly.

In front of the cave wall, the figure of an old man in black suddenly appeared strangely, this old man was full of vicissitudes of life, his face was full of wrinkles, and the rings of the years appeared on his face.

A hint of surprise appeared in the old man's eyes when he looked at Feng Fan, as if he had found some treasure. Feng Fan looked at the figure of the old man in the cave wall in amazement, speechless for a while.

"Boy, you must have a lot of questions in your mind, right?" the old man in black suddenly asked with irrepressible surprise on his face.

Feng Fan's heart jumped suddenly, he didn't say anything, and guessed the identity of the strange old man in the cave wall in his heart in a little panic. Whoever comes to their senses after a coma and suddenly finds themselves in such an extremely strange place will be uneasy.

"Actually, this is an ancient cave, and the old man is an ancient immortal venerable who has been sealed here for nearly 10,000 years. These old men are constantly looking for mortals with spiritual roots, so as to be the successors of the old man, so as not to live up to the old man's peerless cultivation Dafa. The old man's voice in black came from the cave wall again.

Hearing these words, Feng Fan couldn't laugh or cry, he had heard a lot of things in the rivers and lakes, such as martial arts cheats, treasure maps, etc., but the old man in front of him actually said what kind of "Immortal Venerable" he was, and there were also words like "peerless cultivation of true Dafa", which was really inexplicable.

These thoughts just swept through Feng Fan's mind, and from what he said just now, it could be seen that the old man in black didn't seem to mean to hurt himself. Thinking of this, Feng Fan's heart was slightly calm, but he was worried that the old man in black would know what he thought just now, so he tried his best to look calm.

In fact, the old man in black already knew what Feng Fan was thinking, but he didn't seem to care and continued: "Boy, you may not know anything about the cultivation realm, in fact, the cultivation realm has existed since ancient times, but the cultivation realm has very little contact with secular people, so you secular people know very little about the cultivation realm. ”

"Senior, did you get the junior here just now?" Feng Fan had just fully recovered from the shock, and he didn't seem interested in the cultivation realm, interrupting the words of the old man in black, and asked with some confusion.

"Yes, this was originally the Immortal Demon Realm, the place where the old man was sealed, but it was just a coincidence that the old man got you here. Although the old man has been trapped here for nearly 10,000 years, he has been looking for someone with a special spiritual root, but he didn't expect to find it until now. The old man in black smiled.

Feng Fan was a little dazed, he didn't know what the spiritual root the old man was talking about, and he didn't know what means the old man used to get him to this strange cave, condensing the old man in black in the stone wall of the cave, Feng Fan was silent.

"From the perspective of cultivation, there are two kinds of foundations for all people: non-spiritual roots and spiritual roots. People who are not spiritual roots have nothing to do with cultivating the truth at all, and most of them are non-spiritual roots. The other is a person who has a spiritual root, and this kind of person is suitable for cultivating the truth. The old man in black said with a dry smile.

Hearing these words, Feng Fan seemed to understand some questions about the spiritual root.

"There is a big difference between the people who have the spiritual root, and it has to do with the level of the spiritual root. The lowest level of the spiritual root is the mortal spirit root, and the higher level is the earth spirit root, and then the heavenly spirit root, the five elements spirit root, and the fairy spirit root. Among them, there are more chances for the appearance of the spirit root, as for the earth spirit root, the heavenly spirit root, the five elements spirit root, and the fairy spirit root, the chance of appearing is not as good as in case, especially the five elements spirit root and the fairy spirit root are even rarer, less than one in 100,000 people who have the spirit root. The old man in black said excitedly.

"Do I have a special spiritual root?" Feng Fan asked cautiously.

"That's right, the old man has been searching for nearly 10,000 years, and finally found you, a mortal with the 'Five Elements Spirit Root'. The old man can't wait any longer, and is ready to accept you as his heir now. The old man in black said with a smile.

Feng Fan was extremely depressed in his heart, although he lost his parents since he was a child, but under the care of his second uncle, who was like his parents, he lived happily in the hospital over the years. Today I just came to Longshan to collect medicinal herbs routinely, but I didn't expect to be brought here by this old monster in front of me, and I wanted to take him as an apprentice, and I didn't ask him if he was willing.

The old man in black saw Feng Fan's uncertain expression, and already knew what he was thinking, so he said: "Boy, cultivation is really something that every mortal dreams of, if the cultivation is successful, not only will the mana be boundless, but also immortal." ”