Immortal cultivation starts with copying

Chen Yunhao sneered, said nothing more, gently put down the jade token in his hand, and turned to go to another stall.

"Little brother, wait, wait, I'll give it to you..."

Chen Yunhao chuckled, this trick was learned from his father, and it worked every time.

Chen Yunhao casually threw down a piece of silver worth five taels, picked up the jade token in one hand and the ancient mirror in the other, turned around and left, he had been homesick for a long time.

As he walked, he stuffed the jade token and the ancient mirror into his arms, in fact, to avoid being seen, and put them in the storage bag.

On this continent, ordinary mortals know that there are special people like cultivators, but cultivators will not easily show their magical powers in the cities of mortals. This is an agreement passed down from ancient times.

Now Chen Yunhao is anxious to go home to visit his parents, and he will study the ancient mirror slowly when he has time.

It is also 20 to 30 miles from the north city to the south city. Chen Yunhao took two steps at a time and hurried on his way.

Looking at the increasingly familiar streets, Chen Yunhao's expression began to become complicated.

He was excited, but also felt a little timid. In short, it was very complicated.

The area where Chen Yunhao lived was actually a civilian area. He was neither rich nor poor.

Because Chen Yunhao's father was a learned man, working as an accountant in a business, and his income was decent.

Just after turning from the main road into the alley in front of his house, the scene in front of him made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"This, this..., how could this happen!"

There were more than a dozen families in a row in the alley where Chen Yunhao lived.

But what caught his eyes at this moment was a pile of rubble like ruins.

More than a dozen families in the entire alley disappeared, leaving only charred wooden beams and blackened rubble.

Chen Yunhao took two quick steps and found the approximate location of his home based on his memory.

His home was the fourth house in the alley, and it was close to the main road, so it was still easy to find.

Seeing the ruins, Chen Yunhao was a teenager after all. He was at a loss for a moment, his eyes were dull, and he kept muttering.

"How could this happen, how could this happen...!"

Not to mention the mentality of a teenager, even if it was a weathered adult, seeing the scene of a homeless house suddenly, he would definitely be confused.

Chen Yunhao was a cultivator after all. After a while, he was shocked and ran out of the alley in a hurry, and randomly grabbed a passerby.

"Brother, what happened in Ping'an Lane? How could it become a ruin?"

The middle-aged passerby who was grabbed by Chen Yunhao looked around Ping'an Lane and shook his head with a sigh.

"Two years ago, Ping'an Lane was flooded, and more than a dozen houses were burned down. It's a pity that the dozens of people inside didn't come out..."

Chen Yunhao's originally flustered mind was even more confused when he heard it. His brain was blank and his eyes were empty as if he had lost his mind.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone..."

Chen Yunhao was like a walking corpse at this moment, and somehow he returned to the ruins of his own courtyard.

At this moment, his heart was broken. He left home when he was young and returned when he was old, but he didn't expect to come back to such a situation.

After a long while, a cry of pain came out of Chen Yunhao's mouth.

Chen Yunhao fell to the ground and cried loudly. Even though he was a cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Refining, he was still a teenager, and was also born by his father and mother. How could he not be heartbroken!

I don't know how long he cried, Chen Yunhao seemed to remember something, and didn't bother to wipe the tears from his face, jumped up and ran south.

Although this incident made Chen Yunhao lose his mind, he did not forget his identity as a cultivator. He didn't dare to use his magical powers in this mortal city, and ran to Ziyi Lane with his legs and feet.

Chen Yunhao's eldest sister's house was in this Ziyi Lane, and he had to find out what caused his family to be broken up.

My brother-in-law's family is also an ordinary family in this state, and their family conditions are similar to his own.

Looking at the familiar gate, Chen Yunhao hesitated.

A lot of things will happen in eight years. Is my eldest sister's family safe and will they move away?

He was afraid that a stranger would come out after knocking on the door.

Chen Yunhao hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and knocked on the door gently.

A bolt sound came from behind the door, and a half-grown boy of eight or nine years old poked his head out.

Chen Yunhao also lost his mind and was in a daze. If it were normal, he would only need to release his spiritual sense and take a look to know whether his eldest sister was in this small courtyard.

Although the spiritual sense of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is not strong, it is still possible within a range of more than ten feet.

When Chen Yunhao left home, his eldest sister had just given birth to a child, and he had the opportunity to hug his nephew.

Seeing that this half-grown boy looked about six or seven points like his brother-in-law, Chen Yunhao's nervous heart finally relaxed a little.

"Chong'er, is your mother at home?"

The young boy looked up and looked at Chen Yunhao with a vigilant face.

"How do you know my nickname? Who are you?"

Looking at the nephew who was so smart, the sadness in his heart was diluted.

Chen Yunhao smiled faintly: "I remember the second day when you were born, I held you clumsily for the first time, and you squirmed like a worm in my arms, so your mother and I suggested that your nickname should be Chong'er..."

"You are my uncle, I often hear my mother talk about you..."

Chong'er's eyes widened, and he looked at his uncle who had no impression of him with surprise.

Time flies so fast. I remember that when Chen Yunhao was playing at the entrance of Ping'an Lane, he was spotted by a passing drunk Taoist and insisted on taking him as his apprentice.

With Chen Yunhao's talent, he is a natural embryo for cultivating immortals. Not to mention the drunk Taoist, any sect would want to accept him as a disciple.

At first, Chen Yunhao's parents thought that the drunk Taoist was a charlatan, so how could they take their child away just by listening to his words?

In the end, the drunk Taoist had to show some of his immortal cultivation skills in front of mortals, saying that Chen Yunhao had spiritual roots, and if he didn't cultivate immortals, it would be like a pearl covered in dust, which was too pity.

After seeing the real immortals' skills, Chen Yunhao's parents agreed to let the drunk Taoist take Chen Yunhao back to the mountain gate. It has been eight years, and the baby has grown into a half-grown boy.

Chen Yunhao's thoughts drifted for a moment, and the next moment he was pulled into the courtyard by his nephew Chong'er by his sleeve.

The courtyard still maintained its original appearance, just as he remembered when he left.

"Mother, come out quickly, my uncle is back..."

Chong'er shouted and ran to the main house in a hurry.

The next moment, there was a clanging sound in the house, and a figure stumbled out of the house.

"Big sister..."

Chen Yunhao's eyes turned red, and he almost couldn't help crying again.

"Little brother..."

Looking at the little brother who had grown up in front of her, the big sister was a woman after all, and she couldn't suppress her emotions, and hugged Chen Yunhao and cried loudly.