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"That's right, it's you."

Wu Yiwen was in a daze.

He never thought of this answer!

His roots are red, and his grandparents and grandchildren have been proletarian civilians for three generations, so he has such a tall background.

"Could it be a mistake?" Wu Yiwen asked in confusion, "How could my ancestors be some gods? I've never heard of them."

"This is not unusual." Immortal Teng swayed the vines, "After the battle between demons and immortals, the Spiritual Bridge was cut off, and many immortals who were recuperating in the mortal world were stranded here."

Wu Yiwen asked Chu Xian for proof: "Is there really such a thing?"

Chu Xian replied straightforwardly: "Of course. If there are mortals who take advantage of the chaos and sneak into the heavenly realm, there will also be unlucky gods who will be stranded in the mortal world and cannot return. Beichen Tiandi cut off the Lingqiao too suddenly, and no one got the news beforehand. Those immortals, Jinxian and even Xingjun, of course, would not intentionally stay here to be trapped."

Wu Yiwen was shocked: "I thought there were only some heavenly soldiers and generals, but I didn't expect there to be Jinxian and Xingjun..."

Chu Xian said: "Heavenly soldiers and generals are all cannon fodder during the war. Those who can't escape are killed by the subordinates of the Great Demon of Dongchuan. They don't want prisoners. Those who stay in the mortal world because of their injuries are all in the second place." The injury suffered during the battle with the Kraken during Beichen’s personal expedition. It was because the place where he was stranded was on the coast, too far away from the Tianmen, so he couldn’t make it back in time when the Lingqiao collapsed.”

Teng Daxian also said: "After these immortals stayed, their aura soon became thinner, making it impossible for them to recover from their injuries. Slowly, their realm began to decline. Some died, and some were not reconciled to it. They fell. They married wives and had children, and left the blood of their descendants, hoping to wait for a certain day to be born among their descendants and recover."

"It's a pity that these immortals didn't expect that the aura in the world was not enough to support their reincarnation and awakening. 300 years ago, there were many descendants from the blood of the immortals. Today, there are still traces left. Five branches. Among them, there is the descendant of Wu Daozhen, one of the former seven star kings, that is, your Wu family."

Wu Yiwen clutched his head, feeling that he had received a huge shock.Their family ancestor was actually a star king!

He desperately thought back, but he couldn't remember whether his parents had mentioned a single word when he was a child.

He shook his head in frustration: "I really don't know at all."

Chu Xian said to him: "You don't have to doubt it. That deputy director Xu Hui came to you and said that you have potential, it must be based on some basis, maybe it is the list of bloodline inheritors."

Wu Yiwen felt that Chu Xian's guess was very likely to be true.He said, how could the quick response department find him for no reason.

Wu Yiwen finally began to accept this setting. In order to make him more aware, Chu Xian said one more thing: "Also, if it weren't for the fact that you have the blood of a fairy, and the blood has its own power, that magic weapon is I won't take the initiative to recognize you as the master. From this point of view, you can't be an ordinary person."

Wu Yiwen suddenly realized.

"Hoo hoo." Daxian Fuji laughed, "Do you believe it now? Grandpa Fuji never tells a lie."

Wu Yiwen scratched his head embarrassingly, and said, "I don't doubt you. It's just that this incident is too unbelievable."

Teng Daxian's big face made of notches changed into a serious expression: "Okay, let's be serious now. Since you are a descendant of the Wu family, you don't have to choose, just learn the exercises handed down by your family. This is the most important thing. suits you."

Wu Yiwen felt that in his entire life, he would never be more surprised than today.

"My family's skills?" Wu Yiwen was surprised, "Didn't you say that my family's inheritance is broken?"

Teng Daxian said: "As soon as I contacted you, I knew that you had never practiced, which means that you must have not obtained the inheritance of the Wu family. Didn't you throw away the inheritance? It's just that this inheritance was broken in your family, not that Wu The cultivation techniques left by Daozhen no longer exist."

Wu Yiwen felt a surge of joy, and he asked in surprise: "Could it be that, more than 300 years ago, my ancestors also left a legacy here with you?"

Fuji Daisen said: "Yes, the inheritance of the Wu family is backed up here, but it was not more than 300 years ago, but 100 years ago."

"More than 100 years ago?" Wu Yiwen was immediately moved when he heard this.

Teng Daxian said: "That's right. Maybe you can also imagine that at that time, the country collapsed, the world was in chaos, warlords rose together, and the people were in dire straits. Your ancestors felt that it was not easy to survive in troubled times, and they did everything possible to fear that the blood lineage would be cut off. Rush here and save a copy."

Wu Yiwen suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

He said slowly: "I remember, I heard my dad mention that our family used to be quite rich. After we moved a few times, we gradually declined." He already understood.

Even if they still have those at home, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they dare not learn them because of their composition.

Besides, the national policy advocated the breaking of feudal superstitions. His father would never believe in these, and he might have destroyed the secret books of inheritance as feudal remnants.

Teng Daxian asked Wu Yiwen to stand upright, and a vine as thick as an index finger stretched out in front of him, touching his forehead a little.

Suddenly, the world spun and Wu Yiwen lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was leaning on Chu Xian's arms, and they were walking towards the camp.

Wu Yiwen said blankly, "What's wrong?"

"You fainted." Chu Xian said lightly.

As soon as Wu Yiwen thought about it, a mysterious formula emerged from his mind.

The inheritance of Teng Daxian is too stream-of-consciousness. Although Wu Yiwen has the power of blood, his mental power is not enough.After being overwhelmed by this knowledge, he immediately shut down.Fortunately, that knowledge has been stored in his mind, and it will appear naturally when he has enough cultivation.

"Hmm..." Wu Yiwen pinched his brows with a headache.

"Don't think too deeply, start from the simple."

Chu Xianqing's voice came over his face, and Wu Yiwen realized later that he was actually being hugged by Chu Xianheng.Also known as the princess hug!

Wu Yiwen's face became familiar immediately.

He shook his upper body in embarrassment and struggled to say, "I'm awake, please let me down. I can walk by myself."

Chu Xian looked calm and unhurried, bent down and put Wu Yiwen on the ground.As if he had done something particularly normal and righteous.

"Go back and rest for a while, and I'll help you meditate to get settled." Chu Xian said, "You have the blood of an immortal, and you will enter the country very quickly after practicing. We can't delay for too long. At most, we will leave when you reach the first small realm. There is something to do."

The embarrassment in Wu Yiwen's heart disappeared immediately, his heart froze, and he nodded solemnly.

There are three thousand main roads and eight hundred side doors.

The exercises of the Celestial Immortals are so upright and magnificent, they are rarely sinister or weird.

Taken together, the main categories are divided into Danxiu, Xuanxiu, Jianxiu, Wuxiu, Soulxiu, etc., and the subdivisions are the skills of each school and school.

Star Lord Wu Dao is really Xuanxiu, and the exercise left behind is also Xuanxiu exercise, "Kan Xing Jue".

He was originally a star king in the sky, so he naturally had a lot of treasures with him.It's just that these things have dissipated with the passage of time, and today Wu Yiwen feels that he is lucky enough to get a complete inheritance.

Xuanxiu exercises are divided into several stages, namely entering the spirit, looking at the orifice, night tour, day tour, and transforming the spirit.

Originally, the valley was full of aura due to lack of human habitation, but now it is filled with heaven and earth, and the aura is more abundant. It is a good place especially suitable for beginners to practice Taoism.

Teng Daxian is very tolerant, allowing Wu Yiwen to practice in the valley.Jintong cleared a flat area under a big tree next to the camp and laid out moisture-proof mats.

According to the exercise method, Wu Yiwen took a meditation posture with five hearts facing the sky on the moisture-proof mat.His body was bony, and it was difficult for him to sit cross-legged.

For the convenience of cross-legged, Wu Yiwen took off his thick and warm jacket.He was only wearing thermal underwear and a loose exercise suit outside.

With eyes closed, other senses cannot be blocked.Wu Yiwen heard the rustling of the wind blowing the treetops, and the subtle sound of the caterpillar fungus gnawing on the leaves.Affected by this, Wu Yiwen's thoughts were disturbed and he was unable to meditate for a long time.

After sitting for half an hour, he opened his eyes in frustration.Only then did he realize that Chu Xian was sitting in meditation not far from him.

The moisture-proof mat was huge, but Chu Xian didn't sit on it.Instead, it was opposite Wu Yiwen, sitting floating on a piece of grass.

"It's really the trick of a god." Wu Yiwen stared at the space below Chu Xian, envious in his heart.

Chu Xian also had his heart turned upside down, and put his handprints on his knees with his hands.

His long hair hangs down his back, and the large sleeves of his toga fall down his sides.Coupled with the suspended posture and the peaceful expression without desire or desire, it can especially make people feel empty and peaceful.

Inexplicably, Wu Yiwen's distracting thoughts disappeared, no other voices could be heard in his ears, and nothing could be seen in his eyes, only Chu Xian with a fairy posture.

He was slowly brought into this tranquility, and when he closed his eyes, he fell into a state of no-mind.

When the outside world goes dark, the inner world lights up.

Inherited from the blood, Wu Yiwen can easily feel the power flowing in the meridians.

He tried to use his mental power to control these energies, trying to bring them together and operate according to the first-level formula of "Kan Xing Jue".

It's a pity that these forces are too naughty, if you catch one, the other will run away.

Fortunately, Wu Yiwen has tenacity, he is not anxious or discouraged, and he will catch him after he escapes.

A few hours later, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Wu Yiwen's forehead, and he finally gathered the power in his meridians into a bundle.

After sitting for such a long time, Wu Yiwen was very tired, and he couldn't feel his legs for a long time. It should be that the blood vessels are not smooth.

Wu Yiwen exerted all his strength to restrain this force, and slowly ran it for a week along the route taught in the formula.

Cultivating Immortal Cultivation Technique is well-deserved in its name, although it runs slowly, the places where the energy passes can greatly relieve the discomfort on the body.After a week of running, the numbness in my legs disappeared.

"Huh—" Wu Yiwen let out a foul breath, and the first meditation was considered complete.

"Gulu Gulu" His stomach protested, and when he looked up, it was already dark, and even the moon was already hanging in the sky.

"It's so late." Wu Yiwen was surprised.

Seeing that he was awake, the golden boy flew over quickly: "My lord, dinner is ready."

Wu Yiwen stood up, moved a bit and walked towards the camp.

Chu Xian, who has always been just sitting and waiting like an old man, actually made dinner, although it was just simple rice porridge and cold salad.