Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

[Ding: Relationship host Chen Chuyi, awakening the strongest system, rewards the only one in the world.]

[As the son of the Chen clan, Chen Feng, he will surpass the four great ancestors and enter the secret realm environment arranged by Chen Feng's ancestor, surpassing the predecessors!]

It is autumn.

Night falls.

The sky is high, and the cold moon emits a faint light, adding a touch of chill to the earth.

The mountains and forests rustle in the night wind, and the strange trees sway, resembling a ghostly dance.

Occasionally, a wolf howl can be heard from the distant hillside.

In the silence, it adds a touch of unease.

A tall horse slowly travels on the winding path in the mountains, with a cart carrying a pile of hay following behind.

On the back of the spirited horse is a young man dressed in a black robe, who looks quite young.

Looking closely, one can see a long sword hanging from the man's waist and a scroll on his back.

The man unties the wine jug from his waist and drinks heartily.

"Mr. Chen, do you think there are ghosts here?"

A whisper breaks the quiet environment.

Chen Feng turns around and sees the face of a girl illuminated by the moonlight, looking somewhat pale.

There is a hint of panic on her face.

Chen Feng smiles and throws the wine jug in his hand.

The girl is a little confused and takes the wine jug, looking at Chen Ye with doubt.

"With me here, there's no need to fear monsters and ghosts."

"Fear, drink."

The spirited horse snorts, as if responding to Chen Ye's words.

Suddenly, a strong wind blows around.

The fallen leaves are swept up and dance in the air.

This scene fills the girl on the cart with fear.

She tilts her head back and takes two big sips of strong liquor, almost choking on her tears.

As the strong liquor enters her stomach, a warm current spreads throughout her body, dispelling the cold.

The girl's eyes become hazy, her eyelids heavy, and she feels dizzy.

At the moment when her eyes are about to close, she looks at the scattered leaves.

In the air, the leaves transform into figures, followed by several strange screams that pierce the night sky.

"Clang!"

Before she can even be frightened, she only hears the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and her consciousness falls into a coma.

[Swordsmanship experience +15

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[Name: Chen Chuyi]

[Power: Son of Chen Feng, second generation of the immortal Chen clan]

[Root: Mortal]

[Lifespan: 12 years]

[Skills: Swordsmanship lv2 (50/5000), Painting lv1 (150/1000), Penmanship lv1 (150/1000)]

[Cultivation Technique: "Zai Dao"]

....

In the mountains and forests, blades and swords clash, and ghosts and wolves cry.

Dawn has passed, and the sun rises.

A spirited horse carries a man and a woman to a secluded valley.

The path becomes narrower and leads to a stream.

They continue to follow the stream as the road ends.

Looking at the girl sleeping in his arms, Chen Ye sighs softly.

"For the life-saving grace, I will protect you..."

A gentle breeze brushes past, stirring up memories deep in his mind.

This is his third year in this world, and it was also autumn that day.

He and the spirited horse carrying him were dying by a river.

He was saved by the legitimate daughter of the Lu Hou Mansion who happened to be out for a stroll, thus preserving his life.

When he woke up, he awakened a special panel in his confusion.

And in his mind, the ancient book he had excavated in his previous life lay quietly.

"Zai Dao"

At the same time, he learned that his lifespan was only one month.

Relying on the "Zai Dao" and the panel, he defied fate.

In "Zai Dao," he comprehended the way of the sword, painting, and writing.

These also brought about great changes in his body, increasing his lifespan.

In this process, he gradually came into contact with this different world.

Monsters, demons, and ghosts, as well as city gods and the underworld.

There are ghost kings ruling the mountains and city gods protecting their territories in the city.

There are martial arts experts who can fly and walk on walls, and there are masters who wield a magic staff to vanquish demons.

But there are more ordinary people, hidden ghosts and spirits lurking in the darkness.

.....

In this way, relying on his excellent painting skills and flowing calligraphy, he made a name for himself in the enemy's clan.

In the Marquis's mansion, he served as a teacher for three years and came to understand that human hearts are even more terrifying than ghosts and monsters.

He thought that he could quietly reach the peak and make a name for himself in a relatively safe environment.

But he never expected that unexpected events would occur, power would change hands, and the Lu family, to which he belonged, would be falsely accused of treason and massacred by the Manchu.

Forced to draw his sword and mount his horse, he took the only legitimate heir, Lu Anran, and began their escape.

They headed towards Lu Anran's mother's clan to repay a debt of gratitude for saving their lives.

They were forced onto a road of no return and became entangled in a game of chess.

The sun was shining, and the autumn sunlight was not as scorching as in summer.

Nor was it as cold as in winter.

When it fell on their bodies, there was still a hint of warmth.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew by.

The woman in front of him murmured in fear.

"There... there are ghosts!"

After a moment, the other person also woke up.

Looking at the surroundings, the fallen leaves covering the ground, and the bright sun.

And the warmth coming from behind, dispelling the fear for a moment.

"Teacher!"

The other person was pleasantly surprised and hadn't had a chance to say much.

Chen Feng's eyes darkened slightly, and he sighed softly.

"There are indeed ghosts."

"But they didn't come specifically for us."

The scene in front of them suddenly changed after the cold wind passed by.

The darkness turned into light, and the galloping horse took a step forward.

The autumn wind rustled and turned into a refreshing spring breeze, with no trace of withered yellow to be seen.

Green filled the screen.

Nameless wildflowers bloomed, and the withered trees regained their vitality.

In the distance, a faint fragrance drifted with the wind.

The difficult mountain path ahead was now paved with stone steps.

The surrounding streams carried peach blossom petals flowing towards the distance.

Now, it was deep autumn.

How could there be peach blossoms and greenery everywhere?

The impassable jungle now had a man-made path.

"The host is inviting us, let's go."

Chen Feng patted the horse's hindquarters, indicating that they should continue on the small path.

This scene, however, filled Lu Anran with fear.

She tugged at the corner of Chen Feng's clothes, sweat forming on her forehead.

"Don't be afraid, don't say anything when the time comes."

"I'm here."

Chen Feng comforted her for a while.

As he looked at the ever-changing scenery, he was also filled with curiosity.

This was the first time he had encountered an environment that could affect reality.

In deep autumn, peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountains, surrounding the stone steps.

It was too fantastical.

Until the two of them and the horse stepped onto a wooden bridge.

Suddenly, smoke rose in front of them, accompanied by the laughter of shepherds.

Farmers were working hard in the fields, and the clear stream revealed the green stones at the bottom.

Fish were playing in the water.

On the bank of the bridge, there was a road sign made of white stones.

Above it were three large characters: "Taoshan Garden".

"Taoshan Garden?"

"But when I was young, I heard my father say..."

"On Taoshan, there were cultivators fighting, and all living beings suffered..."

Lu Anran's face turned pale, and her heart raced.

Chen Feng, on the other hand, seemed lost in thought as he got off his horse.

Lifting his foot, he walked forward.

Now that they knew it was ghosts, what was there to fear?

"Oh..."

"Uncle, we have guests!"