Avenue Stowaway

There are towering mountains, a faint red glow, and the power of fire surging. People who are among them only feel warm all over and extremely comfortable.

At the foot of one of the mountains, many houses made of wood or stone are lined up in a very rhythmic manner.

Not far from these houses, in a slightly sunken valley, there was a dilapidated wooden house that could collapse at any time. There was only one bed in the wooden house, which was more like a few broken wooden boards placed on two stones than a bed.

Lying on the wooden bed was a ragged boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, but his rags were stained with blood that had dried and turned black.

What was even more surprising was that after half a day, the boy's chest had not risen or fallen at all. There were only two possibilities for this situation. One possibility was that the boy was a strong man who no longer needed to breathe; the other possibility was that the boy had already become a dead person.

Living in such a shabby place naturally couldn't be the first case, which could only mean that the young man had died a long time ago.

But at this moment, something strange happened. The boy's chest suddenly rose and fell violently several times, and a painful groan came from his mouth. Then the boy opened his eyes weakly.

When the boy saw the dilapidated wooden house, his expression was obviously stunned, and he could hardly believe what he saw.

"Where is this?" The young man was a little panicked. He was about to get up but accidentally pulled the wound on his body. He let out a scream, his body softened, and he lay on the wooden bed again.

"I remember... I was observing the starry sky with a homemade telescope on the top of a mountain. How did I suddenly appear here? Ah..." The young man seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly changed. "I remember that I seemed to have seen a strange star. The star suddenly appeared in my sight, flickered a few times, and then disappeared again. Then... I seemed to have fainted."

Just when the boy wanted to recall more things, he screamed again and hugged his head tightly with his hands.

A strange memory rushed into the boy's brain, making him feel like his head was about to explode.

The screams of pain echoed in the broken wooden house for more than ten minutes before it calmed down. However, the boy's eyes were a little dull as he stared quietly at the roof full of holes.

"I...actually traveled through time." After a long while, the young man uttered a few words almost like a dream.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the young man's eyes, "This is actually a world with great supernatural powers, moving mountains and filling the sea, picking stars and taking the moon. This is so similar to the ancient myths and legends. I didn't expect that I, Kong Fang, could come to such a world." The next moment, the young man suddenly swept away his previous panic and dejection, and instead showed a hint of curiosity and joy on his face.

Kong Fang was not panicked at all because he suddenly came to a strange world. Instead, by integrating the memories of the original owner of this body, he became very interested in this world. It was just like when he kept observing the starry sky every night on Earth. The vastness and breadth made him deeply fascinated. And this magical world was many times more attractive to him than the starry sky.

Suddenly, Kong Fang frowned, "What is that?"

Kong Fang's consciousness sank into his mind almost instinctively. When he saw it, Kong Fang was completely stunned.

In his mind, there was a vast and boundless starry sky. Against the dark background, countless stars gathered together to form galaxies of various shapes.

If it were on Earth, this vast starry sky would at most give Kong Fang some visual shock, but at this moment, Kong Fang felt a tremendous power from the vast starry sky. Under this power, Kong Fang felt that he was not even qualified to be an ant.

And those slowly rotating galaxies made Kong Fang feel that they had infinite charm, as if they were hiding great secrets.

Under the endless starlight, Kong Fang felt extremely comfortable, his soul and body were like being soaked in warm water, warm and cozy. Although he was still injured, Kong Fang was full of energy and became very energetic.

The shining of endless starlight made the memories of the original owner of this body become clearer and clearer. While enjoying the shining of starlight, Kong Fang carefully examined the memories of this body which also had the same name, Kong Fang.

By sorting out his memories, Kong Fang suddenly understood that the place where he was now was a sect called "Qi Zong". In the sect, novice disciples like him were at the bottom. No, their status was slightly better than that of menial servants, at least they could learn to refine weapons.

Above the entry-level disciples are the inner-hall disciples, and above those are the personal disciples of distinguished status.

After sorting out all his memories, Kong Fang showed anger on his face.

"Damn it, how could I encounter such a thing just after I traveled through time? This is going to cost me my life." Kong Fang roared in anger, but unexpectedly the wound at the corner of his mouth was affected, and he immediately gasped with a hissing sound.

"What kind of crappy sect is this? Every two years, new disciples have to refine a weapon or armor as a test. The two hundred people who cannot refine a weapon or the worst ones will be expelled from the sect. Expelling people from the sect is one thing, but according to this unlucky guy's memory, less than 4% of those expelled from the sect can leave alive every year."

"Although I have merged the memory of this unlucky guy, I have no experience in refining weapons and armor. But now there is only a week left before the assessment. What should I do?"

Kong Fang's face was full of bitterness. He was quite excited at first when he found himself traveling to such a magical world, but now he couldn't be excited at all. After all, if he didn't handle this matter well, he might lose his life.

"What's even more infuriating is that this unlucky guy accidentally picked up a precious 'Qingming Stone'. With that 'Qingming Stone' as a supplementary material, I might be able to refine a not-too-bad weapon based on my fused memories, so that I wouldn't fall into the last 200 and be expelled from the sect. But this 'Qingming Stone' was secretly snatched away by a man named Zhao Yong."

Kong Fang gnashed his teeth. In terms of refining, he had no experience except for some memories, and the situation was already precarious. Now, even the best refining materials were robbed, which made his situation even more dangerous. A good cook cannot cook without rice, let alone him, a time traveler who knows nothing.

"Damn Zhao Yong, don't let me meet him, otherwise I will chop you to pieces." Kong Fang cursed angrily a few times, but then he became discouraged.

If Zhao Yong hadn't been too heavy-handed when secretly snatching the 'Qingming Stone', killing this unlucky guy, he might not have been able to cross over. But this is not the main reason. The main reason is that since Zhao Yong was able to snatch the 'Qingming Stone' from this unlucky guy, it means that the other party is stronger than him. If they meet, I really don't know who will be killed.

"No, I have to go to Tianchu Hall to get some basic refining materials, and then come back to study them carefully to see if I can refine a weapon based on my memory so that I can pass this assessment." Kong Fang immediately struggled to climb down from the wooden bed. The process once again pulled at his injuries, causing him to grimace in pain.

This made Kong Fang hate Zhao Yong, who was behind the plot, even more. If it weren't for Zhao Yong, he wouldn't have suffered such torture.

While gasping for air, Kong Fang slowly moved out of the wooden house that could collapse at any time.

After reviewing his memory and determining the location of 'Tianchu Hall', Kong Fang dragged his heavy feet forward.

To get from the cottage where Kong Fang lived to Tianchu Hall, one had to pass through the densely packed houses at the foot of the mountain.

The people who live here are just like Kong Fang, they are just disciples. Inner hall disciples usually live on other mountains.

Kong Fang dragged his heavy feet and planned to pass through the group of houses and get to Tianchu Hall halfway up the mountain as soon as possible to collect a set of refining materials for the assessment. But Kong Fang was suddenly surprised to find that there were many people gathered in front of him.

Kong Fang wanted to go around directly, after all, anyone could bully him in his current physical condition. But at this moment, Kong Fang suddenly heard a voice coming from the crowd, which made his already slow speed even slower.

"Don't disbelieve me, I heard this from a Fire Cloud Hall disciple I know." A smug voice came from the crowd, "Senior Brother Sun Hao from the Fire Cloud Hall has refined a low-grade spiritual treasure. Even though it's only low-grade, it's still a spiritual treasure. It's simply incomparable to those inferior weapons we refine."

There was an uproar all around, and everyone was obviously shocked by the news.

These people lived in the Qi Sect, so they were naturally very familiar with Lingbao. It was a common understanding that Lingbao was difficult to cultivate, and generally only those elusive disciples could cultivate it. As for the inner hall disciples, the success rate was really pitifully low.

"If you could know the inner hall disciple, why would you stay here? You would have followed that inner hall disciple long ago." Someone in the crowd sneered, obviously not believing what that person said.

"I had heard even more shocking news, but since you don't believe it, forget it." The person who spoke at the beginning in the crowd felt embarrassed and turned around to leave.

"Don't mind him, just do your thing."

"That's right. Tell me what you heard."

Others immediately began to persuade.

With his fused memory, Kong Fang naturally knew about Lingbao. With an idea in his mind, Kong Fang stopped outside the crowd and listened carefully.

Kong Fang is now extremely sensitive about refining equipment, since this concerns his life.

"Hmph." The disciple in the middle of the crowd smiled complacently, and then said, "Senior Brother Sun Hao can refine a spiritual treasure as an inner hall disciple. This is one of the best among his peers. How could Huoyun Hall not reward Senior Brother Sun Hao?"

"Reward? What kind of reward is it? Tell us quickly." Others couldn't help but urge him.

“The reward that Elder Qing Fan of Huoyun Hall gave to Senior Brother Sun Hao is the Soul Refining Method, and it is a three-star Soul Refining Method at that.” Only a few disciples in the crowd uttered suppressed exclamations, while the others had a look of confusion on their faces, not knowing what the three-star Soul Refining Method represented.

The disciple who was speaking in the crowd took the initiative to help everyone solve their doubts.

"Many of you have been in the Qi Sect for too short a time so it's normal that you don't know. Let me tell you. If we want to embark on the path of cultivation, we must have the method of soul refining. Only when our souls are strong can we cultivate magic power and Taoism. The most orthodox method of soul refining is to imprint the images of the stars in the sky in our minds and condense our souls by observing the various mysteries contained in these stars. However, we can't see the stars in the sky at all. In fact, even if we can see them, we can't imprint them in our minds, so they can only be taught to us by the strong."

“The three-star soul refining method means that there are images of three stars imprinted in the mind. In terms of refining the soul, it is many times more powerful than the one-star and two-star soul refining methods. Therefore, it is extremely precious. If it weren’t for Senior Brother Sun Hao’s great contribution this time, he would not have been able to obtain such a reward.” The disciple who spoke had a strong voice of envy in his voice.

Upon hearing this explanation, there was a burst of exclamations from the surroundings, and each of these disciples had a burning light in their eyes, and were extremely envious.

Practicing Taoism can be said to be the wish of everyone in this world, otherwise these disciples would not have gone through thousands of dangers to join the sect.

At the outermost edge of the crowd, Kong Fang was stunned. Three-star soul refining techniques were so precious, so what about him? In his mind, there was a starry sky with endless stars. How many stars of soul refining techniques should he have? Kong Fang suddenly realized that this "several"... seemed a little small.