After the disaster

Thousands of years ago, the earth was completely different from what it is now. At that time, this blue planet was full of strong natural forces.

Some people cultivate their bodies and spirits by absorbing the power of nature, that is, cultivators. According to the different forces of nature they absorb, these cultivators are divided into five factions: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

At that time, there were many sects of self-cultivation, large and small, scattered on the earth, among which the Cangmu Sect was just an unknown wood sect. This autumn, the Cangmu Sect will welcome a group of new disciples.

Even if it is just a small sect with no name in the cultivation world, it is still tall in the eyes of the common people. Every ten years when the Cangmu Sect is opened to accept disciples, the people with a radius of hundreds of miles will take the youngest and smartest in the family. The children are sent here to participate in the selection, hoping that they can leap into the dragon's gate and enter a wider world.

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"name."

"Fang Gouer."

"Where are you from?"

"It's in this town."

"How old?"

"do not know."

The old man in charge of selecting candidates looked up at the boy who was about seven or eight years old, and saw that he was skinny and dressed in rags.

The weather has been good these years, and the towns around Cangmumen are quite peaceful because there is such a cultivation sect in town. As long as ordinary people are hardworking and willing to work, no one can live like this.

The old Taoist looked at the boy's fundamental aptitude, and shook his head slightly disappointed.

"Forget it, you can go up the mountain and listen to orders." With this child's foundation, it is impossible to achieve much on the road of cultivation, and he was originally not wanted to be accepted.

However, even though autumn has just arrived, people in their sect have long known that there will be a severe cold this winter, and the outer disciples have already prepared things for the winter.If the boy in front of him stayed at the foot of the mountain, he might not be able to survive this winter, anyway, the Cangmu Gate is not bad for him.

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Cultivation has no time, and it will be many years in the blink of an eye.

"Fang Gou'er, you're writing that notebook again. Don't write it. Come down the mountain with me. I haven't been out for a long time. I finally got a shopping job."

"It'll be fine soon." Fang Gou'er agreed while writing the last few words on the paper.

"Let me see, how much have you written?" The young Taoist priest said and moved forward.

"Not much." At this time, Fang Gou'er was already a teenager.

"Yo, there is a restriction, what is the restriction?" The boy took a closer look, only to see a blank area.

"Bloodline Restriction." Fang Gou'er closed the page with a smile, put it in his arms carefully, and then walked out of the house with another Taoist, and walked towards the mountain gate.

"Fang Gou'er, are you still thinking about marrying a wife?" Who doesn't know that Fang Gou'er was an orphan before he went up the mountain. children and grandchildren, there is no one else.A Taoist with a high level of cultivation can break this restriction, but is it useful for someone to ask for a broken note from an outer disciple like him?

I heard that Fang Gou'er's family used to be very prominent, but it's not good in Fang Gou'er's grandfather's generation. His grandfather died early, leaving only Fang Gou'er and his father alone. Early, Fang Gou'er was still in his mother's womb, so he belched.

When Fang Gou'er was two or three years old, his mother disappeared, and since then he has no one to depend on, and lives by picking up junk and begging for food. Fortunately, he survived in those good years. After entering the Cangmu Gate, it is not bad now.

"Hey." Fang Gou'er smiled, but didn't answer.

"Just think about it, there are only so many female cultivators in the entire Cangmu Sect, how can such a good thing happen to you?" The young Taoist laughed.

"Hey." Fang Gou'er still smiled, but thought to himself, such good things don't happen in turn.

"Don't even think about the women outside the mountain. Even if you have a child with them, this notebook will not reach the child's hands, and the door will not agree." The boy reminded Fang Gou'er again.

"I know." Fang Gou'er responded.

Although the Cangmu Sect is just a little-known wood repair sect, the things inside the sect cannot be taken out casually, especially since he is only an outer disciple with low aptitude, the sect rules are absolutely unlawful. Daredevil.

In fact, Fang Gou'er also knows that this notebook may not be obtained by his descendants, but he still can't help but want to do such a thing.

When he was very young, he was always hungry every day.At that time, he often heard people in the town say how prominent and wealthy the dog family used to be.Whenever he heard these words, Fang Gou'er couldn't help thinking, his ancestors were so rich, but why didn't they leave anything to him?

Fang Gou'er hopes that he can leave something for future generations so that they don't have to suffer like him, but he also knows that gold and silver can't be kept, just like his ancestors, no matter how much gold and silver are, you can do whatever you want. After a few prodigal sons, the toss is gone.

After thinking about it, he finally decided to write a notebook of cultivation by himself. Although this notebook may not be able to fall into the hands of his descendants, or even he may not have descendants, it is just that he wants to do such a thing, and then I did it.In the long years of cultivation, this matter was nothing at all.

Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, this planet has changed into something else. Tall buildings form steel forests one after another, and practitioners have also become legends.

In the long years, the boy named Fang Gou'er did not know where he went, whether he had turned into dust or gone to a wider world.But his "Wood Repair Notes" was preserved by various chances and coincidences.

Because of the prohibition, this notebook has been treasured by an ancient family for a long time as "Book without Words". At the beginning, it was still valued by the people of this family, but gradually, it was passed down from generation to generation. People gradually forget its importance, and many descendants even suspect that this book is a blank book that has not been printed at all, but it was just taken out by their ancestors to fool future generations.

This year, the X virus broke out all over the world. The high-rise buildings and complex terrain in the city, as well as the infected people hiding in the dark, brought great difficulties to the prevention and control work. In the end, many cities were forced to abandon their urban areas, and all uninfected citizens were temporarily evacuated, and then the army was sent to strangle the infected people in the city.

When people left the urban area in a bustling manner, many people would never have imagined that it would take them five years to leave. During the five years, Xinnan City would be deserted.

No one knows that in this deserted city, apart from the infected people hiding in the dark, and the rats and sparrows that can often be seen, there is also a healthy man living.

He didn't know who he was, and he didn't remember the past, he just instinctively avoided the crowd, whether it was those brutal infected people or those soldiers with guns.

To tell you the truth, he suffered a lot at first, but things finally got better when he met an old cat, who was such a good hunter, from whom he learned a lot.

In addition to hunting, eating, sleeping, and patrolling the territory, what they are most interested in is building new strongholds one after another. In summer, they like to wander along the Xinnan River, and in winter, they look for the leeward place to bask in the sun. Sometimes they He will also set up a small fire in a place that is not easy to be found. There are books that can be used to light the fire everywhere, and he can find many at will...

In the spring of this year, humans finally defeated the X vaccine. A young man returned to his home on the fourteenth floor of Jiayuan Community, and took a few books from the opposite room to light the fire.

He didn't notice that the moment his finger touched the book with the blue cover, ripples appeared on the paper, and then four words appeared on the blank cover——"Wood" Repair Notes".

I don't know why this book is in Xinnan City, and I don't know how Qiu Cheng is the descendant of that dog.

It can only be said that everything has its own destiny in the dark.