"Chen Zhiruo, the three spiritual roots of metal, wood and water, passed."
The Wuji Immortal Sect climbed to the Immortal Platform at the pass of the Wuji Immortal Sect in a foggy and dim atmosphere. A sect elder was presiding over the triennial spiritual root assessment meeting, holding a jade slip in his hand.
As long as there are qualified people, their names will be recorded in the book, and then standing on the right side of the team, you can receive a set of standard robes of Wuji Immortal Sect disciples.
Those who go up the mountain to seek immortality include disciples from aristocratic families from all over the country, daughters of wealthy families, and princes and nobles. At the threshold of entry into the Wuji Immortal Sect, everyone is equal and those with qualifications can enter.
"The root bone is the first level on the road to becoming an immortal. If the root bone is not enough, no matter how many resources are thrown at you, it will not help. The first level is to test the root bone. Everyone should step forward in turn. If you are not confident, go back on your own. Don't interrupt. order."
Elder Guo looked at the new batch of mortals going up the mountain and repeated with a dull look.
However, no one left.
Because everyone has spent a lot of energy to get here, how could they give up just because of a word.
"The dual spiritual roots of fire and earth are very good, pass!"
"Huh? The special spiritual root, Thunder Spiritual Root, is very good, very good, you have passed it too."
"The four spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, and fire, you are too complicated, please go back."
At the gate of the mountain, there will always be people who enter excitedly, while others return sadly and disappointed.
And at the top of the mountain gate.
A group of yellow-haired children were sneaking up on a row of smooth stone walls at the peak, chattering away.
"Qin Chuyang, what kind of spiritual root did you test last year?"
"Fenglinggen seems to be."
"Special spiritual roots, not bad. I seem to have a single spiritual root. Zhao Ping'an, what about you?"
A seven or eight-year-old kid with pigtails asked an honest kid beside him who was full of energy and half a head shorter.
This child is handsome, with clear pupils, a pink and straight face, and a hint of stability between his brows. His temperament is not as lively and active as other children, who shake their heads.
"I don't know, I haven't tested it yet."
The little Zhao Ping'an shook his head and said that he didn't know.
"That's right. You are two years younger than us and haven't reached the age yet, so why don't you take a test? This is a good opportunity."
The braided kid thought for a while and then suggested something.
"Aunt Jiang said that I will not be too high-profile, including the testing of spiritual roots, and she must personally handle it." Zhao Pingan said honestly, recalling the woman who always loved to be in a daze on the swing in his mind.
To be honest, he was still looking forward to it.
He also wanted to know what his qualifications were.
But because of that person's admonishment, he was very confused.
"The one at Hongchenxian Peak? I heard she has a bad temper. No wonder you come out to play with us every day."
"Just test it, anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat."
"All right."
After Zhao Pingan agreed, several children came down from the stone wall and sneaked around to the back of the team, trying to get through.
But he was still discovered by the disciple on duty.
"Go, go, we're busy here, go play somewhere else, be good."
A young monk dressed as an inner disciple saw a group of children gathered around the assembly and spoke out to drive them away.
He knew that these were children who grew up within the Wuji Immortal Sect, and their backgrounds were unknown. They could not be beaten or scolded, but could only be said in a good voice.
The Wuji Immortal Sect advocates free love, so there are many disciples who like each other and become Taoist couples. It is inevitable that they will give birth to offspring, and their talents and qualifications are not low.
Internal digestion becomes the best way.
Hearing this, the braided child smiled and said:
"Senior Brother Ning, I know what happened between you and Senior Sister Ran. If Elder Cui knew about the good deeds between you two, it would be a mess. You don't want Senior Sister Ran to be angry, right?"
The tall young monk was stunned for a moment, then he hugged the other person's head, looked around cautiously, and hissed:
"Freeze said!"
"Then let us pass."
The braided child was not worried when he was pinched under his arm. Instead, he showed a triumphant smile.
The tall young monk held his forehead and said helplessly: "I'm afraid of you little devils."
"Go over, don't say I asked you to do it."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ning, Zhao Ping'an, let's go!"
The braided child happily pulled Zhao Ping'an towards the spiritual root testing conference.
"Pass, next one."
Elder Guo put down the palm of the person in front of him, squinted his eyes, and yawned.
He has been engaged in the bone-touching industry for decades and has gained experience. He does not even need a specially inspected spiritual root stone tablet, because it is too slow and it is better to see it himself.
He skillfully grabbed the next person's hand and planned to examine the bones.
Why are these hands so small?
"Um?"
Elder Guo raised his eyebrows and touched it repeatedly with uncertainty.
"It's actually a fire attribute single spiritual root, what a great seedling!"
His eyes were filled with surprise, and he wanted to look up to see who it was.
Then I saw a familiar face, a kid with pigtails.
"Xu Pianhe, what are you doing here? Didn't you already take the test last year?"
Elder Guo recognized the other party at a glance and said rather dissatisfied.
This Xu Pianhe is the son of the third elder. He is indeed very talented, but has an extremely naughty temperament and often plays tricks on other sect disciples.
"I brought someone here."
Xu Pianhe pointed at the people around him, raised his head and smiled.
"Zhao Pingan, show it to the elder."
Elder Guo then turned his attention to the pink kid beside him.
Although his face is childish, he looks very precocious.
The other party stretched out his hand, and Elder Guo did not refuse. He looked at countless bones in a day. One more bone was not too much, and one less was not too many.
But when he touched Zhao Ping'an's hand, his brows furrowed.
No matter how you look, you can't tell.
"Strange."
Even Elder Guo was very confused. He had never made a mistake hundreds of times, but this time, he couldn't tell.
What is this spiritual root?
Why have I never seen it?
After thinking about it for a long time and getting no answer, the kid with pigtails urged him beside him, "Can you do it, Elder Guo? It's been so long."
"Wait for me for a while."
Elder Guo stood up from his seat and took Zhao Pingan to a stone tablet at the mountain gate.
The qualification stone tablet, which has been sealed for hundreds of years, is finally activated.
Zhao Ping'an watched blankly as the elder poured mana into the stone tablet, and then stood in front of the stone tablet with his hand on the cold tablet.
He felt a strange force exploring inside his body.
Passed by with a stick of incense.
Suddenly, the stone tablet burst into unparalleled light.
Elder Guo checked the results, broke into a cold sweat, and said in surprise:
"It's actually a hidden special spiritual root, the sword spiritual root, the seed of the sword that has not been produced for thousands of years, the way to kill!"
"No wonder I can't tell that the last Sword Spirit Root was the unfamous Yanzu."
For a moment, everyone around him looked over, looking at Zhao Pingan with envy and shock.
"A sword spirit root actually appeared in this conference?"
"No way, this child is so talented? He is too young. Whose child is this?"
Xu Pianhe looked at the commotion crowd, grinned and said: "Okay, Zhao Ping'an, you have very good qualifications, you can definitely cultivate to the level of becoming a god."
Zhao Ping'an's face did not show joy at the compliments from his companions.
But when he heard the key words in the comments of the people around him, his little body froze and couldn't help but stay there for a while.
That's right, he has never seen his father and mother when he has grown up.
Whose child is he, as they say.
"Zhao Pingan, come here."
A cold voice sounded at the mountain gate of Wuji Immortal Sect.
A beautiful woman in a white dress appeared in the void.
All the disciples on duty, including the elders, were shocked when they saw this beautiful figure in white.
This famous name was resounding throughout Lingshan a hundred years ago.
Fairy in the world of mortals, Jiang Xuan.
At this time, Jiang Xuan's pretty face was cold, she landed smoothly and walked towards Zhao Ping'an.
Even Elder Guo had to give him a thumbs up. He showed a shy smile and organized his words:
"It turns out to be Jiang Xuan, this is him"
"I understand, so I won't bother the elders to worry about it."
Jiang Xuan said calmly.
Elder Guo wanted to ask a few more questions, including the child's identity, but he immediately choked up and could only shut up.
Jiang Xuan is very talented. She has been locked up in the immortal peak of the mortal world for hundreds of years. No one knows what state she has reached now.
Zhao Ping'an was very obedient and came to Jiang Xuan's side, with his head hanging down, as if he had done something wrong, and sobbed:
"Aunt Jiang, I'm sorry."
Seeing his appearance, some of the frost on Jiang Xuan's face dissipated, she leaned down and said with a smile:
"Peace, let's go back, okay? My sister is still waiting for you to go back and play."
"good."
Jiang Xuan stood up, held Zhao Ping'an's hand, glanced at Xu Pianhe lightly, and then glanced around:
"Everyone, farewell."
Then he took Zhao Pingan and disappeared into a stream of light.
The woman in the white dress left, and everyone dared to discuss it.
The aura of that woman just now was so intimidating, she was like a mountain standing tall.
I don’t know when I will be able to cultivate to her level.
"Testing continues."
Elder Guo breathed a sigh of relief, and then announced, "Xu Pianhe, you should go back too. This is the temper of Fairy Hongchen. It will be useless even if your mother comes to protect your shortcomings."
Xu Pianhe crossed his arms and hummed, and said angrily: "What's so great, I, Xu Pianhe, can still cultivate to become an immortal without special spiritual roots!"
In the sky, flowing clouds cover people's eyes.
Zhao Pingan looked at the back in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Aunt Jiang, you once said that my mother and father are the most amazing people in the world, but where are they now?"
"Why don't you come back to see us?"
"They have a lot of things to be busy with. After you start practicing, they will naturally come to see you."
"Aunt Jiang, if you stop being angry with me, can I finally start practicing?"
"Well, why would I be angry with Xiao Ping'an? From today on, you can officially start practicing."
