Six Paths Nightmare Palace

Chapter 1 Prologue
Dilapidated thatched cottage, dim lighting.

A short figure, bowed his head and kneeled in front of a simple offering table, on which was vaguely placed a black spiritual tablet and a rusted copper lamp.

The figure did not move, as if it was going to kneel down like a stone forever.

With a "pop", the flame in the copper lamp suddenly flickered, and the short figure finally changed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After the short figure kowtowed three times, he suddenly raised his head. It was a handsome young man with a pale face, about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was dressed in plain colored filial piety.

"Mother, the child is leaving, don't worry, I will go to Zhong's house, and I will work hard to cultivate. Once I succeed in my immortal arts, I will surely enshrine your tablet in the sacred place of Zhong's house, so that all those who look down on my mother, I will kowtow to your old man every year from now on."

The young man said these words in a low voice, and after leaning down and kowtow again, he stood up, turned around and pushed the door out of the thatched hut.

"Master Shen, are you ready to go back to Zhong's house?" In an open space outside the thatched hut, an old man in green robe with white hair and beard stood, and when he saw the young man coming out, he asked calmly.

"Uncle Qing, I have already said goodbye to my mother, you can cast spells." The young man lowered his hand and replied.

"In this case, you're welcome. Young master Shen has never practiced immortality before, and his body is still mortal. This time, the old slave will cast spells to protect the Zhong family." Uncle Qing nodded, then looked up. With a long whistle, he rolled on the spot.

There was a muffled sound of "Boom", billowing air waves rolled around, and a giant cyan crane with a head and tail of more than [-] feet appeared on the spot.

After a while, the giant crane made a clear cry, spread its wings, and carried the thin young man up into the sky, flying towards the sky.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

The thatched hut is still standing alone in this remote place, and the thin and short figure has never appeared again...

(Hehe, this book is the Xianxia part written by Wang Yu in the Six Traces series. It is also the second part of Six Traces. I hope you like it. In addition, the book has been written, so you don’t have to worry about affecting the creation of the mortal fairyland chapter. Oh.)
(End of this chapter)