Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

According to legend in the mortal world, in the past Pangu divided the heavens and the earth, the clear ones rose to become the sky, and the universe began to have morning and evening; the turbid ones sank to become the earth, and the world became sea and land.

There are ten continents and three kingdoms in the world, and there are mortal emperors who govern independently.There is a fairyland of the kingdom of gods above, and a ghostly palace below, but they are all under the rule of the god king Fuxi.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, the stars have changed, things have changed, and now there is no trace of the fairyland of the kingdom of gods. It is just an anecdote passed down by mortals.

There is only one piece of the Outlander Domain that is isolated outside the Middle Earth, which is the place where the defeated monsters and barbarians gathered after the Great War of Gods and Demons in the past.After a long time, now they have gathered together into groups, forming seven cities and six counties, with a total of thirteen magic caves.Because the leader does not obey the teachings of the gods and kings, does not follow the dogma and etiquette of the mortal world, respects the strong, does what he wants, and invades the frontier from time to time, so the common people call him the Thirteen Demon Kings.

Every time these thirteen demon kings' armies make chaos, it makes the people on the border miserable.

Zhan Changsheng was born in Qinghe Village on the east side of Gaotai Town, under the jurisdiction of Heyuan County in Changning Prefecture, on the border of Yongchang Kingdom, which is adjacent to Huawaizhiyu.

Naqinghe Village is located in the northwest corner of Yongchang Country, with beautiful mountains and green waters, and few foreigners.The villagers are simple-minded and self-sufficient, so they rarely go out of the mountains.Although outside the mountain there were frequent news of alien monsters invading, this Qinghe village has been peaceful and peaceful for decades, and has not been affected in the slightest.

Zhan Changsheng's father made a living from hunting. Unfortunately, he was attacked by a tiger six years ago and died of his injuries. Only his wife Yang, his eldest son Changsheng, and his second daughter Ning'er were left behind.

At that time Ning'er was still in her infancy, and Yang's family was always weak, when she heard the bad news, she became seriously ill and was bedridden.

Poor Zhan Changsheng is only ten years old, so he shoulders the heavy responsibility alone, taking care of his mother and younger sister.

Fortunately, God is merciful, the weather has been good for the past six years, the village has not suffered from famine, and there are neighbors to help, Zhan Changsheng has survived until today.

Now my mother has mostly recovered from her serious illness, and she can still do some housework every day.My younger sister, Ning'er, is only six years old, but she is also extremely well-behaved and sensible, feeding the chickens, lighting the fire, sewing, mending, washing, and doing everything with ease.The mother and the son depend on each other for their lives, the mountains are peaceful, the years are quiet, and Zhan Changsheng can be regarded as the end of all hardships.

This young man was tall and straight, with handsome features, and he inherited his father's career as a hunter.He has excellent skills and a kind heart, and has always been in harmony with his neighbors and folks.Every time people from ten miles and eight villages mentioned Zhan Changsheng, they all said something good.

Although Yang's husband was young and widowed, fortunately she has this pair of filial sons and daughters, finally God treats her kindly.It's just that she has been frowning recently, but she is worried about Zhan Changsheng's marriage.

When Zhan Changsheng got up early in the morning, he could smell the fragrance of corn. He thought that his mother was preparing breakfast, so he couldn't help but smile slightly.

He especially remembered things from his previous life.Zhan Changsheng is a stranger in another world. The magical country is called Tang Kingdom. The power of science and technology prevails in the country. Everyone can enjoy the convenience of technology, which is far better than the humble Qinghe Village.

However, he was lonely in his previous life, and later he suffered from terminal illness, and the medicine and stones were difficult to cure. Unfortunately, he died young and was still alone until his death.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up again, he was born as the eldest son of Zhan, who was loved by his parents and enjoyed a family relationship for ten years.

Therefore, although this life is not as powerful in technology as in his previous life, and life in the village is inconvenient, he is far more peaceful and happy than in his previous life.

After Zhan Changsheng finished grooming, tied his long hair neatly behind his head, and arranged his hunting clothes properly, he was a handsome young man with high spirits.

Yang put the porridge with mixed vegetables on the big table in the house, seeing Ai'er's majestic appearance, he couldn't help feeling sour, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Zhan Changsheng woke up his younger sister Ning'er, took her to wash and wash up, and went into the room. Seeing this, he hurriedly helped his mother to sit down, and comforted his mother softly: "Mother, why worry about big things with your son here?"

Ning'er is well-behaved and sensible, she leaned on Yang's lap, and replied like a parrot: "Mother, it's a big deal to have a daughter here."

Yang couldn't help laughing, her heart was full of love and tenderness, she held Zhan Changsheng's slightly cool palm, and held her daughter in her arms, before he let out a long sigh, "Aunt Zhao came here yesterday and rejected the marriage proposal for the Luo family... After all, it was my mother who dragged her down." you."

Zhan Changsheng looked serene, and said with a low smile, "Mother, worry too much, it's because my son has no destiny with a girl from the Luo family."

When the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose money. Since ancient times, everything in the world has been difficult to have both. Zhan Changsheng enjoys family affection without any resentment.At this time, he comforted his mother and said: "My son is young, so there is no need to rush to start a family. What's more, the monsters outside the country are rampant. When I went down the mountain the month before last, I heard rumors about the conscription in the town. If the conscription letter is issued, my son will go to serve. I don't know when and what month I will be able to turn around, so why delay the youth of others."

When Mrs. Yang heard the words, she could only sigh, adding a little more sadness.

Ning'er didn't understand what the elders in the family said, she only opened a pair of Qiushui Qiutong, and nestled in her mother's arms.

The mother and son talked for a while, and then sat down.There was no one else in the family, so the old-fashioned etiquette was not paid attention to. The three of them gathered at the table and enjoyed breakfast together.

After Zhan Changsheng had breakfast, he repaired the fence at home and repaired some furniture.When the sun was three poles high, he set off for Wu Langzhong's house.

Yang's heart was injured, and he often needed to take medicine to recuperate, which cost a lot of money.In his spare time, Zhan Changsheng would do some work for Mr. Wu, and he would also pick medicinal herbs after hunting to make up for the medicine.

As soon as he opened the courtyard door, Wu Langzhong's little grandson Bao'er spread his short legs and rushed towards Zhan Changsheng's arms, shouting joyfully, "Brother Changsheng!" Zhan Changsheng slightly bent his knees and caught Bao'er, Lift him up in your arms.

Zhan Changsheng has a cold and gentle personality, and he handles people and things well, so everyone in the village loves him.In the midsummer, I was even closer to the children and teenagers in the village. I felt a cold spring pouring down from the top of my head when I touched his hands, and my troubles disappeared, and my body and mind were at ease.

Wu Langzhong once examined his pulse, but he only felt that the pulse was calm and upright without any abnormality, he pondered for a long time with his beard, he could only speculate that maybe it was because of his cold constitution.

Now that Bao'er is nestled in Zhan Changsheng's cool arms, she is even more laughing.

When Wu Langzhong saw Zhan Changsheng coming, he also smiled gently, calling him to come and sort the medicinal herbs, dry them and grind them.

When Bao'er saw Zhan Changsheng, he refused to leave. After running up to him, he hid in Zhan Changsheng's arms and acted like a baby from time to time, and Bao'er played with Zhan Changsheng himself.

Seeing that the medicinal herbs were scarce, he asked Wu Langzhong: "Sir, there are not many Siberian crane grass, ten-year incense and money root left. May I go up the mountain to pick some tomorrow?"

Wu Langzhong nodded approvingly, "It's hard for you to think carefully, so it will be helpful."

Zhan Changsheng said with a smile, "Changsheng has always been taught medical science and pharmacy by Mr., and it is his duty to share his worries."

Wu Langzhong regarded this diligent, studious, humble and self-restraining young man as a half-successor, and taught him carefully without reservation.Seeing him humble and respectful now is even more comforting.

When the two were talking, a red cloud suddenly rolled in the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, and even the green grass and clear water in the village were reflected in a bright red.

Zhan Changsheng has been reincarnated for 16 years, and he has never seen such a spectacle before, so he couldn't help but stare up in amazement.

But Wu Langzhong said happily: "This is a great opportunity, go home quickly, and take your mother and younger sister to the grain drying field at the entrance of the village."

Zhan Changsheng immediately agreed, hurried home, hugged Ning'er, and rushed to the entrance of the village with his mother.

The head of Zhan, who was over sixty years old, also ran out of the ancestral hall on crutches, and ordered several young boys to run around to spread the word, asking the whole village to gather in the grain drying field at the entrance of the village.

Zhan Changsheng's family and the rest of the villagers gathered at the sun-drying field, but saw the village chief set up an incense table to sacrifice melons and fruits, burned incense and prayed, and led the whole village to kneel down to the red cloud, and said loudly: "The people of Qinghe Village welcome the immortal master."

The rest of the villagers said in unison: "The people of Qinghe Village welcome the immortal master—"

Immediately kneel down and kowtow, everyone is sincere and fearful.

Zhan Changsheng especially remembered that in the Tang Dynasty, the whole country emphasized technology and despised mythology, and this kind of thinking was also deeply ingrained in his heart.Within the territory of the Tang Dynasty, theories about cultivating the truth and seeking immortals emerge endlessly, and there are also those who have profound penmanship, describing a magnificent, majestic, dangerous and shocking world of cultivating immortals.However, the author and the readers know very well that all these plots are just the world in the pen, and the flowers and the moon in the mirror cannot be taken as real.

Even though Zhan Changsheng disapproved in his heart, he still bowed respectfully on his face, hiding in the crowd inconspicuously.

The red cloud waited for the crowd to bow three times, and then it parted to the two sides, a few figures appeared, a red light under their feet, shining like dust, slowly descending from the sky.

Zhan Changsheng squinted his eyes and peeked out. After seeing such an extraordinary scene, he took a breath and put away his contempt.

Those people had their heads tied in a bun, and they were wearing apricot-yellow Taoist robes. When they landed, their robes were fluttering, no matter whether they were male or female, they all looked like immortals.

The head monk looked in his early thirties, with a beautiful beard and drooping chest, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "My Qing sect on Baiyun Mountain wants to accept disciples in your village, and all boys aged seven to 12 can receive spiritual root test, excellent qualifications Anyone can enter my fairy gate."

Everyone was overjoyed, and hurriedly sent the boy of the right age to two Taoist boys to test their spiritual roots.

Zhan Changsheng is 16 years old and Zhan Ning'er is [-] years old, they are both beyond the appropriate age, so it is disappointing.

The cultivator of the Shangqingmen took out a white jade ruyi and asked the boy to hold one end, and the ruyi head would light up.

Zhan Changsheng could see clearly from the side, if the gray light came on, the monk would shake his head, and the boy would walk away dejectedly.

If Yu Ruyi lights up white, blue, blue, red, and yellow light, the monk will keep the boy by his side, thinking that it is the aura of the five elements, and most people all light up three colors and four colors at the same time, which is the so-called three spirits Root four spiritual root qualifications.

More than a hundred people were tested in a blink of an eye, and there were only four people with spiritual roots, one with double spiritual roots, two with three spiritual roots, and one with four spiritual roots.

Wu Langzhong's love for Sun Bao'er is the only dual spiritual root qualification.At this time, everyone in the Wu family was overjoyed, and they hugged Bao'er in their arms and loved her dearly.

The monks of the Shangqing Sect showed disappointment.

The path of cultivation is declining day by day, the aura of the human world is gradually thinning out, and even qualified people are becoming rarer and rarer.If they couldn't recruit more disciples, I'm afraid that after another hundred years, the Shangqing Sect would not even be able to keep their status as a lower third-rank sect.

The head monk stroked his beard and meditated, and ordered all children under the age of seven to be tested.

Zhan Changsheng hurriedly led Ning'er forward, and asked his sister to reach out and hold Yu Ruyi.In an instant, Ruyi's head lit up with yellow, blue, and white lights, which are the three spiritual roots of earth, wood, and gold.

The middle-aged cultivator gasped, and fixed his eyes on Zhan Changsheng, "Test your spiritual root."

Zhan Changsheng was also very curious, since he got the permission, he couldn't wait to hold the jade wishful handle.After a short tilt, Ruyi's head lit up a dim and soft blue, like smoke and mist, but not as clear as Ning'er, on the contrary it was muddy.

All the monks showed regretful expressions, because Zhan Changsheng was unknown, so they had to look at the middle-aged monk.

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