Ordinary people would have to walk for several years on foot, and on the road, they would be met with many dangers. Even the road out of the mountain would be covered with thorns, and in the surrounding mountains, there would even be a wild beast running out from time to time. If caught off guard, it could become the delicacy of wild beasts.

With Jiang Chuan's ten years of hunting ability, he was naturally not afraid of those wild beasts. However, it was still very good for him to be able to quickly leave the mountain.

The wind whistled in his ears, and at the beginning, Jiang Chuan didn't even dare to open his eyes. The big sword under his feet flashed with a dazzling light, and the middle-aged man in front of him had his hands behind his back, looking calm and relaxed.

"If only I could fly like this too." Jiang Chuan murmured, but the middle-aged man heard him.

"Your dantian has been abandoned and is most likely unable to cultivate, much less fly. Open your eyes and take a good look at the scenery. Perhaps this will be your only chance in your life." As the middle-aged man spoke, his tone was calm.

Jiang Chuan nodded his head and slowly opened his eyes. Under his feet, white clouds quickly flew behind him. The sky was blue and it was extremely beautiful. Not far away, there was a flock of birds flapping their huge wings and flying in a formation.

Below, the faint shadow of a huge mountain could be seen, and a land dragon could be seen crushing a thick tree.

"Wow!" Jiang Chuan could not help but exclaim.

"Your dantian may be useless, but according to the legends, there was a peerless supreme elder who cultivated the body, not the Sea of Alchemy, and that kind of person later on became extremely powerful, not any weaker than the strongest person today. However, that cultivation method has already been lost, perhaps it was left in some ancient ruins," the middle-aged man said, but he did not expect that these words would give Jiang Chuan such a huge encouragement!

If one didn't cultivate the dantian, then only the body could fly into the sky and flee into the earth. Was there nothing that he couldn't do?

"When that level of ancient technique is cultivated to the point where one's feet lightly tread on the ground, one can lift a mountain up 90,000 li and move mountains to fill up the oceans. It is not a problem. Even those at the pinnacle can shatter the void and become incomparably powerful," the middle-aged man said.

"Broken Void? "Uncle, can you break through the void?" Jiang Chuan asked.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "That kind of person has already become a god. If I had become a god, would you still be able to see me?"

Jiang Chuan responded with an "oh". Although he knew that the middle-aged man was very powerful, he didn't expect him to not have reached that level yet!

That's right, even a middle-aged man could fly in the sky and fly in the earth. At that point, how powerful would he be? Jiang Chuan didn't dare to imagine it, nor could he imagine it, much less imagine it.

"Lad, where are you going? "If there is no place to go, then I can come with us to the sect and be a servant. It would be much better than being outside." The middle-aged man suddenly said.

However, Jiang Chuan shook his head and said, "Uncle, I'm going to Daju."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was shocked and then said, "Do you know that if I let this out, who knows how many talented youngsters would want to follow me? You actually rejected me, haha, interesting, interesting!" If I remember correctly, that large city you mentioned should be the capital of Chu, right? I went to that place once, but it was too long ago. Back then, when I went there, there wasn't any history. For a place as insignificant as the Chu Country or the Grand Desolate Land, where would they have a bright future, it's impossible for them to find that ancient body tempering technique. "

"Uncle, I'm going to search for my family." Jiang Chuan said.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he let out a sigh and no longer spoke.

Most of them were heading in different directions from these people. When they landed on a large road, they attracted countless gazes.

The number of people on the pathway wasn't small. It seemed like it was a major highway leading to Chu.

"Alright, if you don't have a mission, I can send you to Daju. This place should be a month's journey away from Dajun, you should be fine, right?" The middle-aged man asked.

Jiang Chuan nodded and clasped his hands together, "Thank you uncle, thank you to the few of you."

The girl looked at Jiang Chuan and seemed to have thought of something. She turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Feng, does this Chu Country belong to our Misty Sect?"

The middle-aged man nodded his head and said, "That's right, Chu is one of the smaller empires in the entire Misty Sect."

"So that's how it is." After the woman finished speaking, she walked up to Jiang Chuan and took out a token. The token was engraved with layers of clouds, and when Jiang Chuan looked at it, the clouds seemed to have moved, but when he looked closely, they were still.

"This is the token from our Misty Sect. Take it. In Chu, even if the king sees you, he will have to kneel down."

The girl laughed, "Take it. We have a lot of these tokens in the Misty Sect, so we don't need your tokens."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuan dared to accept the token, "Thank you, First Miss."

Jiang Chuan did not know the girl's name, but when he heard the middle-aged man call her Eldest Miss, he also called her that.

"Hehe, don't call me Miss, just call me Ye Piaomiao." The girl giggled.

Jiang Chuan responded with an "oh", bid farewell to the few of them, and prepared to leave along the main road.

"Hey!" "You still haven't told me your name!" Seeing Jiang Chuan leave just like that, the young girl seemed to be slightly angry as she shouted towards Jiang Chuan's back.

"Jiang Chuan!" Jiang Chuan waved his hand and shouted.

"Jiang Chuan, if you can't stay here any longer, you can go to the Misty Mountain in the northeast and find me there."

"Understood!" Under the setting sun, a lonely figure slowly walked on the main road. Under the setting sun, the moon on his back seemed to be emitting a faint glow.

"Miss, this child's Dantian is already crippled. He won't live past forty years. I'm afraid he won't be able to reach the Misty Mountain." The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Chuan's departing back and muttered.

"Uncle Feng, let's go back." After saying this, the young girl rode her Zhu Ling and soared into the sky.

Jiang Chuan took the main road that led to Dajun. A month later, a tall city wall appeared in front of Jiang Chuan. Jiang Chuan raised his head to look at Dajun and knew that he had arrived at his destination!

This was the place where he had been born!