Heavenly practice

In ancient times, there were gods who created the world, the middle land was land, and it was named Zhongzhou. In the north, there was an endless desert of forbidden land, where monsters gathered. In the south, there was a sea of ​​stars. Thousands of years ago, a strange race was born from the Sea of ​​Stars, named Yuan. After 10 years, the king of the Yuan clan beheaded the supreme demigod of the clan. Since then, Zhongzhou has been divided into two parts. The west of Yinshan Mountain is called Zhongzhou, and the east of Yinshan Mountain is called Lingdu. However, the Great Xia Dynasty ran between the two clans, and its territory was not damaged. It was called the No. 3 Cultivation Dynasty in Zhongzhou, and it had thousands of cities under its jurisdiction.

Shen Zhuo was very panicked when he first traveled half a month ago, until he learned the above background, he was shocked.

This frankly turned out to be the world of the book "Xiantu Jiyuan"!

This fucking book was written by himself!

Shocked, he suddenly realized that such a magical thing really happened in the world, and he was transmigrated into this unfinished book the next morning when he was cheating on the book.

As the author of the original work, transmigrating into his own book is a bug-like existence, but Shen Zhuo overlooked one thing... This is a world of cultivating immortals. It took him half a month to get to Hengyang City .

But in the past half month, he never ate anything, only drank the stream water a few times.

Shen Zhuo looked at his hands, at first he forgot to eat, but later he found that he didn't feel hungry at all, it was like living in a dream, until today.

He looked down at the comatose boy in white, yes, this is the protagonist in his novel, under sixteen, an excellent ordinary mortal, at least before the start of the plot.

The boy's sleeping face was very calm, handsome and unrestrained, with a high-spirited demeanor, Shen Zhuo was fascinated when he saw it, the carriage swayed forward, and when the boy opened his eyes, he met Shen Zhuo who was concentrating look.

After the opponent was obviously taken aback, he quickly became vigilant, and sat up nimbly to touch his sword, but it was in vain.

Shen Zhuo took out his sword from behind and threw it over.

The young man grabbed the sword and looked at him calmly, Shen Zhuo didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, the carriage was silent, only the sound of the wheels outside the carriage.

"Who are you?" The boy finally asked.

"You?" Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Who else?"

"The man driving outside."

"..."

Shen Zhuo laughed softly, the young man's eyes froze, and he opened the curtain of the carriage with his sword.

There is no one driving a cart outside, only one horse is pulling the cart, and that horse is the one he bought before.

The young man was obviously surprised, this horse was just bought by him temporarily, it only cost two taels of silver, and it was not a good horse, let alone human nature, but now it pulled the carriage without being driven by anyone.

And looking at the route, it was actually going straight to Hengyang.

The boy's eyes became more vigilant, "Do you know how to control beasts?"

"No, next question." Shen Zhuo replied with his chin resting.

"What happened yesterday?"

Shen Zhuo laughed, "Young man, you slept for two days."

The boy's eyes were slightly startled, and he looked up at him, "This is going to Hengyang."

"That's right, I was going to Hengyang City, but I ran into you being robbed by bandits on the way, so—"

"then?"

Shen Zhuo hooked the corner of his mouth, "I just took care of you for two days, I didn't kill the bandit."

The young man looked calm, "How did you know I wanted to ask that bandit?"

"Guess, you don't believe me."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"..."

The young man's staring gaze turned cold, and he held his sword in front of him, "It's a coincidence, bandits often haunt that valley, and no one dares to leave."

"Didn't you leave?" Shen Zhuo looked indifferent.

The boy looked at him without speaking.

"Remember, I saved you, but I don't have to save you, Mr. Long." Shen Zhuo said.

The boy's pupils shrank, "You know me."

"As I said, I am your uncle, good nephew."

Shen Zhuo said that the carriage just stopped here, and he folded his arms to signal the boy to get off, "I haven't eaten for two days to take care of you, can I have something to eat?"

The boy's answer was to lift the curtain and get out of the carriage, and left without looking back.

"Hey--"

Shen Zhuo hurriedly got out of the car, but before his feet landed, a sharp long sword stabbed him in front of him.

"Don't follow me." The boy warned coldly.

Shen Zhuo raised his hand with a smile and stood still.

Looking at the back of the young man walking away, Shen Zhuo shook his head helplessly, "It's good to be young, not afraid of being beaten at all..."

There are warm and loud cries in the ears, there are children with long legs laughing with rattles, and there are also girls in beautiful embroidered skirts walking together, lingering in the rouge hairpin shop on the street, laughing and talking.

Exactly as written in his book, Hengyang City is small but not small, flashy but not flashy.

Shen Zhuo really can't believe that everything in this life is actually written by him, but at this moment he is standing on this noisy street.

This handsome young man just stood on the street, looking at both sides of the street with a half-smile. Although he was only wearing coarse linen clothes, he couldn't stop his demeanor and excellent appearance. Suddenly, a woman secretly looked at him.

Shen Zhuo has always been like this since he was a child, and now he was calm, asked the direction of the City Lord's Mansion directly, thanked him and left.

So, the depressed protagonist Long Xiang had just returned to his home, and his mother was taking care of it, when a servant came to inform him outside the door.

"Master, there are distant relatives at home, and the master called you to see them in the front hall!"

"Distant relative?"

Long Xiang frowned, thinking of someone.A bad premonition suddenly arose in my heart.

When he walked quickly to the front hall and saw the familiar young man in coarse clothes, his entire face turned dark.

"you again!"

"It's me, how is your nephew?" Shen Zhuo smiled.

Just as Long Xiang was about to speak, he heard a cold snort from his father.

"You kneel down for me!"

"..."

Long Xiang stared at Shen Zhuo coldly, and Shen Zhuo smiled back.

"Your uncle saved you and you didn't even mention it? Are you my son, Long Xiao?"

"How do you know he is uncle?"

Master Long said angrily, "He even knows about the mole on your butt!"

"..."

"Hey, brother, Xiang'er has been out in the rivers and lakes at a young age, it's a good thing to be cautious."

Shen Zhuo cleared his throat and started to be a peacemaker, but Long Xiang didn't appreciate it at all.

Madam Long had no choice but to coax her son, and in the end Long Xiang had no choice but to calm down. Madam Long took the opportunity to let her son take Shen Zhuo to the wing to rest.

Long Xiang agreed, and looked at Shen Zhuo lightly, "Please."

Shen Zhuo smiled, turned and left.

Hot water, new clothes, and soft beds have been prepared in the wing room, and the Long couple's preparations are very thoughtful, which makes Shen Zhuo really feel a little bit embarrassed.

"Go back, I have a nephew." He turned around and said.

Long Xiang stood motionless at the door and looked at him, "What is your purpose?"

"Nephew, is your skin itchy again?" Shen Zhuo asked with a smile on his face.

"It's just a coincidence that a mere bandit has something to do with the legendary Cultivation sect, and you happened to pass by there."

"so?"

"You waited there on purpose, saved me on purpose, and sneaked into the city lord's mansion on purpose. What exactly do you want to do?"

doing what?

Naturally, it is to see if the protagonist's halo is stable, and whether he can kill the protagonist directly. If it is stable, he will come to the door to make a kiss. If it is not stable, then he will kick the protagonist himself. As for the bandit... he But it took a lot of effort to fool around.

After all, this is a world of cultivating immortals. The only way he can think of to return to his own world is to ascend to immortality and shatter the void, and this is something only the protagonist can do. Shen Zhuo can't just bet on it.

"Leaving aside what I want to do, let me ask you if there is one thing you want to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Xiu Xian."

"..."