Above the Tao: Start Practicing by Chopping Firewood

Lin Feng, a thirteen-year-old orphan, saved a dying old man when he was chopping firewood, and became a disciple in a confused way. After three days of condensation and three months of foundation building, the master patted his butt and left, leaving only one sentence: "Don't look back." But Lin Feng didn't tell Master - he could see things that others couldn't. Metal, wood, water, fire and earth, thunder, wind, light and darkness, space and time. Eleven kinds of original principles were lined up in his sea of ​​consciousness, waiting for him to click. While others cultivate immortality, he cultivates principles. One life for others, two lives for him. Traditional cultivation is about face, and the power of Taoism is about lizi. The two paths go together, and leapfrogging and killing is commonplace. The immortal tomb captures chaos, the fire abyss captures the source core, the underworld breaks into the River of Forgetfulness, and the demon world battles the three kings. He fought all the way up, and only when he reached the immortal world did he realize that his master, Xiaoyaozi, had been in the passage of the underworld for eight thousand years, waiting for him to come. "What kind of Tao has your kid cultivated?" Lin Feng grinned: "The Tao is above all." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.