Qingzhou, Qingfeng County, Ziyang Mountain.
There is a third-grade spiritual vein in Ziyang Mountain, and most of the Lu family monks gather here.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin and scattered, and its absorption is slow and inefficient. In the place where spiritual veins gather, the spiritual energy is rich and absorbed quickly. As long as there are certain conditions, the monks will manage a spiritual vein as an aid for cultivation.
On Ziyang Mountain, the ancestor of the Lu family's Zifu sits here. He is famous and suppresses thousands of miles around.
Continuous spiritual fields and medicinal gardens are densely surrounded.
At the foot of the mountain.
In a certain courtyard, Lu Xuanji was lying on the bed, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, feeling slightly melancholy and a little bit worried. There was restlessness and fear in his heart.
Seemingly bored, Lu Xuanji sat up and flipped through a book.
The book records some miscellaneous notes about Qingzhou, as well as the distribution of some families, basic knowledge of cultivation, etc. It is mainly encyclopedic in nature.
"Tomorrow we will test our spiritual roots and become a dragon or a phoenix, just tomorrow."
Lu Xuanji thought about it, his arms trembling slightly.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person on Blue Star, still contributing to Nine-Nine-Seven and constantly fighting in the inner circle. After working overtime and staying up late one day, Lu Xuanji died suddenly. It didn’t matter that he didn’t talk about the things in his previous life. After talking about it with bitter tears, Lu Xuanji gradually accepted his identity in this life.
It wasn’t just Lu Xuanji who traveled through time, but also his cell phone from his previous life.
[The phone battery is low and is being charged...]
Lu Xuanji felt that his phone was charging in the sea of consciousness, and he was filled with resentment.
In this world, one can live forever through cultivation, one hundred and twenty years in refining Qi, 240 years in foundation building, 480 years in Zifu, one thousand years in golden elixir, two thousand years in Nascent Soul, and five thousand years in transformation. .
It is difficult to cultivate, you must at least have spiritual roots.
It is difficult to have spiritual roots. Not one person in a thousand people may have spiritual roots.
The Lu family governs dozens of towns, with a population of about two million, but the number of monks is only over a thousand.
Of course, the probability of a child born from a gathering of monks and monks having spiritual roots is very high, but after all, the probability is ten to one. Every year, some children are tested and found to have no spiritual roots and are sent to the mortal world for foster care. Although they live a comfortable life and have enough food and clothing, and those with backgrounds can have three wives and four concubines, they are ultimately unable to practice Taoism and the average life span is less than sixty years. .
If five spiritual roots are detected, no one will laugh at you as a loser.
Although the five spiritual roots are called waste spiritual roots, they still have spiritual roots, which are higher than those of thousands of people, and their lifespan is more than a hundred years. If you are lucky and get an unexpected encounter, you may not be able to change your destiny against the will of heaven and enter the foundation-building period.
"Tomorrow I will test my spiritual roots. If nothing else, the worst I can do is have five spiritual roots."
Lu Xuanji murmured in his heart.
Novels are novels, the real world is the real world, and reality is always much crueler than novels.
In the novel of the previous life, the foundation builder was cannon fodder, but during the Qi training period, he was not even worthy of cannon fodder, and only the golden elixir could be shaken. But in fact, although Qi Refining monks are considered to be at the bottom, they are still selected from thousands of people. Whoever walks in the world is an immortal master.
If a monk breaks through the foundation building stage, the cultivator family will invite guests to a banquet to celebrate.
The Lu family claims to be the Zifu Immortal Clan, but there are only twenty-three foundation-building monks.
If you are not afraid of being a mortal at the beginning, you are afraid of losing your spiritual roots and becoming a mortal.
At this moment, footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man in a blue shirt walked over, and beside him was a woman with outstanding appearance, who was her parents in this life.
The middle-aged man in blue shirt had bright eyes and simple but elegant clothes. He asked with a smile: "Son, are you worried?"
"Worry."
Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly and said: "If I don't have spiritual roots tomorrow, I can only have three wives and four concubines in the mortal world, and marry ten wives."
Lu Mianwen smiled and said: "My son was born with Suhui. He is the reincarnation of the True King. He will definitely strive for immortality. If he checks his spiritual roots tomorrow, he will definitely not be too bad."
"Really? I'm really not the reincarnation of the True King."
Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly.
After reincarnation, he is different from ordinary people because of his memories of previous lives.
At half a year old, he can talk and walk.
When he was three years old, he started reading.
A few new words popped out of his mouth from time to time.
His father, Lu Mianwen, suspected that his body had been taken away from him, but after examination, he found that the souls were compatible and there was no body taking away. There was only one reason, the true king was reincarnated.
The true king is a strong Nascent Soul.
After a mortal dies, his soul dissipates, and there is no such thing as reincarnation.
Only the powerful True King can enter reincarnation and live another life.
"Xuanji, let mother give her a hug." Ye Xinlan directly hugged Lu Xuanji and held him in her arms.
"don't want!"
Lu Xuanji was a little embarrassed, feeling aggrieved.
"Come on, mother, give me a kiss."
Ye Xinlan stepped forward and kissed her.
"Mom, I have grown up. I can no longer be like before." Lu Xuanji emphasized.
"In a hundred years, you will still be my son. If you want to be a mother, you can hug me." Ye Xinlan said domineeringly.
"Dad, look at mom."
Lu Xuanji said aggrievedly.
"You brat, I'm too lazy to hug you, just be content." Lu Mianwen said with a smile.
"Dad, I'm worried." Lu Xuanji said.
"Son, I'm not worried."
Lu Mianwen said.
"Because you are the reincarnation of the True King, and the reincarnation of the True King will 100% awaken your spiritual roots, so there will be no surprises."
Lu Jinwen said firmly.
My son is the reincarnation of the True King.
Fortunately, my son has not yet fully awakened his past life memory, and still recognizes him as his father. If he awakens his past life memory, whether he recognizes him as his father or not is another matter.
I am really not the reincarnation of the True King.
Lu Xuanji murmured in his heart.
This night is destined to be sleepless.
The next day, Lu Xuanji woke up early and had a tasteless breakfast.
Only my father remained calm and calm.
"Maybe you can awaken the legendary Tianling Root." Father smiled.
"If you don't ask for heavenly spiritual roots, I will be satisfied with the three spiritual roots."
Lu Xuanji smiled bitterly.
Tianlinggen, it is said that as long as you don't fall, you will definitely cultivate to the peak of the golden elixir.
There may be one person in a thousand people who awakens their spiritual roots.
But among the 100,000 monks who have awakened their spiritual roots, there may be only one awakened spiritual root, or even less.
…
Queuing up, a group of children still took turns testing their spiritual roots.
The first item is to check whether there are spiritual roots.
The child puts his palms on the stone. Within four breaths, if the stone has light, it means it has spiritual roots. If there is no light, it means it has no spiritual roots.
"one by one."
The family elder said that more than three thousand children from nearby villages and towns gathered here, the youngest was six years old and the oldest was ten years old.
One by one, press on the stone.
Many children have no light and leave sadly.
Most of them have no light, and only a few have light.
When it was Lu Xuanji's turn, Lu Xuanji pressed his palm on the stone, taking one breath, two breaths... At the moment of seven breaths, there was no light yet.
At the moment when Lu Xuanji was almost desperate, the stone shone brightly.
Have spiritual roots.
Lu Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief
I have spiritual roots.
Most of the children left sadly.
Of the more than 3,000 children, less than five have spiritual roots.
"Yes, yes, there are five this year." The elder who tested nodded, very happy: "Last year, there was no harvest."
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PS: The new book has been published, please support me here. There are two main factions in cultivation novels, one is the mortal stream, which uses cultivation to reflect human nature, and the other is the immortal countercurrent, which uses cultivation to write about human nature.
In terms of nature, this book focuses on family cultivation of immortality, and in terms of genre, it tends to go against the current trend of immortality.