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Chapter 1 "Flowing Fire"

Preface: This book is a bit slow, with many foreshadowings and preludes in the previous article. If a fellow Taoist wants to directly look at the contradictions and conflicts, you can start with "Chapter 22 in danger", which will not have much impact on the plot understanding.

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In a dark and full of miscellaneous rooms, a book was pressed under a water tank, with only one corner exposed outside.

Although the room was covered in dust, the book was spotless, and on the ground not far from the book, there was an inconspicuous small cloth bag lying.

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Songxi Village is located in a valley in the mountainous area in the southeast of Xingguo.

In a tile house at the west end of the village, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was studying frowningly, while behind him, a middle-aged Confucian scholar was paced back and forth with a ruler.

Suddenly a figure flashed outside the window.

"Grandpa is back!" The boy jumped up happily and rushed towards the door.

The Confucian scholar shook his head helplessly and walked over with him.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a tall old man wearing a short-shot cloth standing at the door, carrying a hunting bow on his back and a steel fork on his shoulder. There was also a deer tied to the rod of the steel fork.

A woman moved out of the back room and went forward to help the old man take off the deer, saying, "Dad, why did you come back so early today?"

The old man smiled and said, "I'm lucky today. I just got a muntjac after entering the mountain. I might as well come back early."

He touched the head of the boy who was slung on him and asked, "Have you studied hard today?"

"These scriptures are all the same boring and boring. I don't want to be an official, if my father hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have studied." The boy replied with a pout, "I want to be a hero and a god."

The boy looked yearning.

The old man laughed and said, "Then grandpa is waiting to enjoy Xiaoqian's blessing."

Since ancient times, immortals have appeared in Xingguo. There is a royal temple worshipped on Qixia Mountain outside the capital Yongning City. It is said that the temple owners are gods and people often go up the mountain to think about learning from teachers and practicing immortals, but without exception, they are driven out by the temple.

As many people rushed, those people also learned some situations from the words of Taoist priests in Guanzhong: Not everyone can practice Taoism and become immortals, they must have something called "spiritual root", but spiritual roots are quite rare, only one or two out of a thousand people.

After the news spread, fewer people went up the mountain to become disciples.

The boy's name is Shen Qian, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar was his father Shen Ziyu.

Shen Ziyu was born in a scholarly family in Guzhou City hundreds of miles away from Songxi Village. Unfortunately, his parents unfortunately fell ill at the age of 17. After their parents died, they were harassed by some local bullies, trying to seize his property.

Shen Ziyu was unable to resist at a young age. Although his deceased father and old friends were in the middle of mediation, they were not disturbed. So he simply asked the elder to sell all his property and returned to his ancestral home in Songxi Village to settle down.

Fortunately, he often asked someone to repair and take care of his ancestral home, and he could still live in it. On weekdays, he had some care for the young children in the village, and in addition to selling the silver from his family property, he lived a leisurely life.

Wang Liehun next door saw that Shen Ziyu was a good character and a scholar, so he decided to betroth him his only daughter, and gave birth to a son, Chen Qian.

Chen Qian is lively and active by nature, flexible and has some strength. Although he is only twelve years old, he has gone up the mountain with Wang Huowen to hunt more than ten times.

Because Wang Liehun's wife died of dysfunction when giving birth to a daughter, he usually eats at his son-in-law's house, but sleeps at his own house. It's almost two families and one family.

After the family had supper, Chen Qian begged his father to let him sleep with his grandfather tonight. Shen Ziyu nodded and agreed, and Chen Qian followed Wang Liehuo back to the next house.

People in the mountains had breakfast. After eating, Wang Liehuo went to the stream beside the village to clean suede and prepare for the nitrogen.

Chen Qian was unwilling to follow Wang Liehuo to wash suede, so he stayed in the yard to throw sandbags and played with it. When he saw a magpies stopping on the branch, he threw them with sandbags. He didn't want to be accurate and didn't throw them twice.

But the magpie did not leave, and instead chirped against Chen Qian, as if mocking him.

Chen Qian was secretly ruthless in his heart. He glanced for a long time and threw the sandbag hard. Unexpectedly, he still missed it, but flew into the woodshed through the crack of the door.

Because Wang Liehun had been eating at his son-in-law's house, the woodshed had not been used for a long time, so it was filled with debris and a lot of dust and spider webs. When Chen Qian pushed the door and entered, he was choked and coughed for a long time by the dust that was shaken off the lintel.

The sandbag was very conspicuous and fell in front of an old water tank. When Chen Qian squatted down to pick it up, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a book under the water tank with a corner. He suddenly became curious because Wang Liehun could not read, so he never had any books at home.

He tried to pull the book out, but the book was pressed by the water tank and did not move at all.

Because this was an abandoned empty water tank, and Chen Qian also had some strength, he raised the water tank and rolled it to the side. It was indeed a book below.

Chen Qian picked up the book and was surprised to find that there was no trace of dust on the book.

It was normal that the book was pressed on the water tank and there was no dust on the cover. However, there was a corner exposed outside the water tank, but even the corner was spotless. Moreover, the indentation of the water tank was not visible, and there was no insect-infesting mold. It was like a new book my father bought from the town.

The woodshed had no windows and the light was too dark, so Chen Qian walked to the yard with the book to take a look.

The magpie still didn't leave, and was still chirping at Chen Qian, but he no longer had the heart to pay attention to the magpie, and his whole thought was on this book.

There are three large black characters written on the blue cover - "Liuhuo Gong".

After turning it over, there was a general outline. Chen Qian's heart was pounding after reading it, and his little face turned red due to excitement.

The content of this general outline is that this book is a martial art, a martial art for cultivating immortals. As long as you have spiritual roots, you can enter the Qi Refining Period and become the immortals that mortals call it.

Chen Qian didn't know if he had spiritual roots, but he still couldn't wait to turn over the specific practice method behind the exercises. After remembering the first step of the exercises, he placed "Flowing Fire Gong" on the ground in front of him, sat cross-legged according to the practice methods described in the book, placed his hands on his knees, closed his eyes, and tried to operate the exercises.

At this time, a faint white light appeared in the book, covering his body. Chen Qian closed his eyes and was completely unaware of it, but he inexplicably felt a stream of air appearing in his body. The location of the meridians that he had originally knew nothing about suddenly understood, and the operation of the exercises became smoother.

After the exercises were used for a while, Chen Qian felt a stream of energy entering his body from the top of his head and flowing along the path of the exercises. He knew in his heart that this was what the exercises said to draw qi into the body.

According to the practice, since he can draw qi into his body, it proves that he has spiritual roots and can cultivate immortals.
Chapter completed!
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