As soon as the sky was dawn, Mo Tiange was awakened by the sound next door.

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

The quilt had a damp smell, and she frowned and got up to wear clothes.

The clothes are easy to wear. She has been wearing them by herself since she was four years old. She only felt troublesome when she braided her hair. No matter how she braided her, she felt that she was not as good as her mother. She tried to control the feeling of crying, so she wiped her eyes, opened the door and walked out.

In the kitchen next door, Aunt Lin was already making breakfast. Uncle He was chopping wood in the yard, and he was doing the rough work in the house. There were also several servants who swept the floor and those who fed the pigs.

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

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

Aunt Lin held the shovel in one hand and said with her waist on her waist, "I'm asking you to come and burn the fire for me."

She glanced left and right, lowered her head and walked over.

Aunt Lin pushed her behind the stove: "Bring a big fire outside, and a small fire inside."

Mo Tiange watched Aunt Lin turn her head and bury her cutting vegetables. She didn't even think about her. She bit her lip and sat behind the stove to start burning the fire.

Fortunately, breakfast was cooked quickly, so Aunt Lin cooked a pot of porridge, steamed or stir-fried a few side dishes, and it was enough. She smelled the fragrance and became hungry in her empty stomach.

After preparing breakfast, Aunt Lin saw her coming out from behind the stove and said, "Go and wash your face and go to have a meal."

Mo Tiange wiped his face and found that it was a bit dusty. He obediently went to the yard to fetch some water and wiped it again. He didn't go to the dining room until he felt it was cleaned.

This meal was still the same. She was obviously very hungry but couldn't eat anything. After finishing the meal, she went to school with Mo Tianqiao.

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

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

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

Seeing her like this, Mo Tianqiao didn't say anything for a moment. The two of them walked silently for a while, and Mo Tianqiao hesitated again: "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, then held her hand tightly, and said seriously: "Tiange, I know you are very 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."

When Mo Tianqiao saw her laughing, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and continued to say something with great enthusiasm. This time, Tiange will echo a few words.

When they arrived at the school, the two found that the master was already there, so they hurried to their seats to sit.

Seeing that they were late, Mo Tianjun made faces in his position, Mo Tian stared back unwillingly.

"Cough!" The old master coughed and the students immediately calmed down.

"Have you copied all the 'Brother'?"

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

The old master glanced at him and saw Mo Tiange who had nothing on the table, and said, "Tiange, have you healed by your injury?"

Mo Tiange quickly stood up: "Teacher, I'm ready, I'll make up for my homework tomorrow."

The old master nodded: "Well, you have not been to school for several days and must have finished your homework. Today, you will only check the dictation. You can go to read the book and come to tutor your homework in the afternoon."

"yes."

The old master glanced at it again: "If you have copied it, you can go to read the book yourself."

Mo Tiange packed up his book and brushed his ink, bowed to his master, and then entered the library.

I haven't come for a few days, and the library is still the same, but she has no intention of reading books today.

She picked up a book from the bookshelf in the east. When she opened the book, she found that it was still "The Story of the Heavenly Revelation" that she had not finished reading that day. She suddenly remembered that dream, the words that the voice who claimed to be the ancestor of the Mo family said.

Thinking of this, she opened the book again. This book was obviously written by mortals, and there was only a hearing description of the legend of immortals. She moved her heart and stood on the stool to flip through the bookshelf on the east side.

After flipping through all the local books, there was no special content. I suddenly found a book called "Qinglian Notes".

When I opened the book, the preface to this book was a self-preface. The author called himself a lay Buddhist Qinglian. The preface said that he was originally a scholar in Jin State. He was a scholar who was full of talent and could not be valued. He was dissatisfied among the mountains and rivers and traveled around the world. Who knew that he had gained the fate of immortals and practiced immortal methods. Unfortunately, he had not achieved great success. When he was over 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 lay Buddhist Qinglian told him his own origins. Mo Tiange was not interested and turned over. Later, the lay Buddhist Qinglian began to tell his experience of meeting the immortal fate.

It turned out that when he was wandering in the mountains and rivers, he once went to a place called Tianmu Mountain. The residents nearby said that the mountain was filled with clouds and mist, and there were colorful lights that would inevitably be an immortal. The layman Qinglian only cared about this Tianmu Mountain. This mountain was indeed magical. The sea of ​​clouds was vague and the mountain rocks were strangely shaped. He would get lost without hesitation. When he got lost, he arrived at a place that was suspected to be a cave of gods. In this cave, there were pictures and words with strange shapes. Seeing that it was magical, he copied it down, and later left the mountain and realized the magic of immortals.

Later, Mr. Qinglian had already practiced the immortal technique, but felt that he was smart in his ears and eyes, and his mind was smart. Gradually, his fairy energy appeared in his body, and he could even shoot objects from a distance and was invulnerable to swords and guns. At this point, he was already even more powerful than the most powerful warrior in the world.

He practiced the immortal arts with pleasure, but did not know what the origin of the immortal arts were. Later, he accidentally met other people who practiced the immortal arts and realized that there were many people like him in the world. They had their own world, called the Immortal Cultivation World, and these people were also called cultivators.

Mo Tiange recalled it and said that his ancestors did say the word "monk", and it seems that what this lay Buddhist Qinglian said was indeed true.

After Master Qinglian learned about the world of cultivation, he came into contact with other monks and gradually learned some common sense of cultivation.

In the distant ancient times, when the gods were still in the world, there were abundant spiritual energy everywhere, many cultivators with great supernatural powers, many spiritual beasts with extremely high abilities, and monsters and demons with strange powers. Sometimes, cultivators or spirit beasts practiced to become immortals, and demons practiced to become demons. But for some reason, a war suddenly broke out between heaven and earth, with many immortals, humans, beasts, and many dead, the world changed, mountains cracked and sea moved, and all destruction was destroyed.

After the ancient times, it was ancient times. The world of gods, immortals, spirits and demons were separated, and the world was left to people and beasts who had not attained enlightenment. At this time, the world still had spiritual energy and environments that were not inferior to the ancient times. There were many sects. It was the period of humanity's prosperity, and many martial arts, magic weapons, etc. were created. After tens of thousands of years of peace, the battle between the good and the demons, the demons participated in the battle, and the mountains and the seas were moved, and the mortals were almost extinct, and gradually became what they are today.

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

In the current world of immortal cultivation, a sect of immortal cultivation has been established in a place with abundant spiritual energy, away from the secular world, and only when choosing a disciple can one go among mortals.

And mortals are no longer able to cultivate immortality, only those with spiritual roots can retain spiritual energy in their bodies to cultivate immortality. However, spiritual roots are among mortals, and only the descendants of immortals can have a great chance of spiritual roots appearing.

The body is divided into two poles, and the spirit belongs to the five elements. This means that the physique has yin and yang attributes, and the spiritual energy has the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The physique of ordinary people is a mixed yin and yang. When practicing, they will repel each other, and the spiritual roots and five elements are mutually generated and restrained. If the body has the spiritual roots that restrain each other, they will cancel each other out, so the purer the physique, the better, and the fewer the spiritual roots, the better.

In the world of immortal cultivation, most of them are the three spiritual roots and four spiritual roots. The three spiritual roots will not be too slow to practice, but they generally cannot become great things. The four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots are poor spiritual roots. Generally, they are trapped in the Qi Refining Period for life, and it is very difficult to build the foundation. Qinglian Jushi himself has four spiritual roots and has no chance, so he has never been able to build the foundation.

If the three spiritual roots are above the three spiritual roots, the two spiritual roots will no longer be dragged down by qualifications. In addition, there is also a kind of spiritual root with five elements that is mutated, and the cultivation speed is not inferior to that of a cultivator with a single spiritual root.

However, having spiritual roots alone is not omnipotent. Practicing immortal methods also involves understanding and mind nature. If the spiritual roots are slightly inferior, if the understanding is excellent, the speed will not be much slower. However, the breakthrough in the realm is related to the mind nature. If the mind is strong, the mind will not be trapped by the state of mind when it breaks through. But all this is based on the spiritual roots. If the spiritual roots are too poor, then no matter how good the understanding or mind nature is, it is useless.

Mo Tiange remembered what his ancestors said that she had pure Yin constitution and double spiritual roots, so her cultivation speed was no slower than that of a single spiritual root monk. However, the ancestors said that she had five elements spiritual roots, which was the worst spiritual roots mentioned by Mr. Qinglian, and generally would not have any great prospects.

She was a little depressed. Although she had not thought about what happened that day, she still was not very happy to know that her spiritual roots were not good.

"Tiange, what are you watching?"

It turned out that Mo Tianqiao pushed the door open and came in.

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

Mo Tianqiao looked happy: "Yes, I copied all night yesterday and 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 and turned over two pages. He was not very interested, so he handed it back to her: "You can see it yourself, I'll take a look."

"Yeah, okay."

Seeing Mo Tianqiao spinning between bookshelfs, Mo Tiange looked at the book in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed it into his schoolbag.
Chapter completed!