In the Tang Dynasty, on a peak outside the Taixu Mountains in Yuezhou, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was leaning on the trunk of a towering tree.
The young man has delicate features, slightly dark skin, and a thin body, which makes him look a little frail.
He sat there, holding a torn volume of books in his hands, reading with relish, shaking his head as he read.
"Blood moon fruit, the fruit is oval, shaped like a full moon, mature brown red; cold moon flower, completely snow-white, grows in a cold environment; golden ginseng, golden ginseng, exudes a strange fragrance,..." The young man read and sighed.
"With fake spiritual roots, there is basically no hope of building a foundation. The sect doesn't pay attention to it. Zhang Fan, you can only be a low-level disciple who collects herbs and exchanges a few spiritual stones every month to make ends meet. Building a foundation? There is no hope in this life." The young man smiled at himself, put down the book in his hand, looked at the world in the distance, and became stunned.
This book records some low-level medicinal herbs, which are the relics of his parents. He has read them countless times, not to mention memorizing them by heart, but they are almost the same.
The world where Zhang Fan lives is called Xingsha Continent. Everyone in this world looks forward to becoming a cultivator.
Those who cultivate the truth use falsehood to cultivate the truth, learn the Tao and practice, seek the true self, and eliminate the falsehood and preserve the truth as "cultivation." The first step in cultivation is to refine Qi.
The so-called refining qi simply means breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, guiding the spiritual energy into the body, and refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Only by converting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into mana can one be considered a cultivator.
