The practice of martial arts does not rely heavily on spiritual roots, but has its own independent aptitude judgment mechanism.
Generally speaking, the entry qualification requirements for practicing martial arts are far less strict than those for cultivating immortals.
Even in the former empire, a place where "spiritual roots" could be bought with money, the number of people taking the martial arts route was several times higher than the legal route.
Of course, entry is entry, and the road ahead may not be as easy as the immortal path. In terms of the number of people reaching the top level, martial arts has no advantage at all.
"The Yin-Yang Five Elements Technique? It's a rugged road for desperate people."
"Fifty Heavenly Dao, forty-nine Heavenly Evolutions."
"..."
"Your name is Lei Rulong?" Bai Mo said, suddenly looking at the bearded man next to him.
"A certain family is exactly that!"
After hearing this, Bai Mo took out a mysterious compass from the space ring.
"Just in case, I'd better confirm."
"Put your finger in the middle of the compass."
"?"
After all, the big man has been around the world for many years. He knows that there are all kinds of curses in this world, so how dare he listen to a stranger.
Even this stranger looks very extraordinary.
"The owner of this compass is an old acquaintance of mine. Now I have some doubts that you are his descendant."
"..."
"What evidence do you have?" It was difficult for him to believe the other party's words based on just one word.
"Evidence? Compass said you are, does this count as evidence?"
"Of course not. You were the one who took out the compass..."
"Forget it, I'm still not good at reasoning."
"?!"
Although he didn't understand what happened, Lei Rulong relied on his many years of experience and instinctively picked up his Huanshou knife for defense.
"?"
Such a turn of events stunned the girl from the historian who was eating melon and thought it was some kind of emotional and ethical drama.
"too slow."
The white ink turned his palm into a blade and gently patted the wrist of Lei Rulong's right hand holding the knife. He felt as if he was struck by lightning and had to drop the knife due to pain.
Immediately, Bai Mo grabbed the pulse gate of his right hand and pulled him up with his hands.
During takeoff, the index finger just touches the center of the white ink compass.
The compass gave off a dazzling yellow light.
"Sure enough, you are his descendant, the correlation is not too low." Bai Mo said to himself without looking at Lei Rulong who was smashed to the ground after landing.
"I wonder which family ancestor the senior knows?" Lei Rulong asked as he got up from the ground, lowering his head.
Fist is the simplest and crudest evidence.
When Bai Mo showed that he could crush himself at will, Lei Rulong had to force himself to believe what the other party said.
This is the unspoken rule of martial arts, or the entire world of cultivating immortals.
Whether you believe it or not, anyway, I believed.
If you still don’t believe it, just call until you do.
"You probably don't know it. I was just entrusted by him. If I have the chance, I will hand over these things to his descendants." Bai Mo once again took out a package from the storage ring in his hand and gently handed it to him. Lei Rulong threw it over.
Lei Rulong took the package suspiciously and peeked inside, his whole expression changed.
"Thank you, sir. There is no way to repay such kindness." He quickly collected the package, pretended to be calm, saluted Bai Mo, and then left desperately.
He wants to go home immediately.
The things inside are really too valuable.
Just the few elixirs he could barely recognize were enough to make the entire martial arts hunt him ten times, as well as the world of immortality above the martial arts, not to mention there were a bunch of treasures he had never seen before.
The Lei family he belongs to is just a run-down family. According to legend, his ancestors were once wealthy, but by his generation, not much was left.
"On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind and rain always blow away the wind... In two thousand years, even the once-true immortal family has fallen into what it is now."
Bai Mo looked at Lei Rulong's retreating figure and let out a rare sigh.
The compass and the contents in the package were all given to him by Farel, who was born in Tianxuan Continent in his previous life, before leaving.
She, or rather he, was the patriarch of a very prominent super family two thousand years ago.
However, due to unforeseen circumstances, he and the other two fellow Taoists were plotted by the enemy and suppressed for more than a thousand years.
The Immortal Cultivation Family, with the strongest as its core, fell apart as a result, and had to hide its name and change its appearance.
By 600 years ago, Farrell and the other two finally managed to escape, but their former family had long since disappeared.
Of course, being hunted everywhere, she didn't have time to worry about it. Taking advantage of the appearance of a space crack, she accidentally escaped to Earth with a certain unlucky little monk.
Then, it is familiar history.
Two thousand years have passed, and since he has already been reincarnated, theoretically speaking, he has nothing to do with his original family.
However, Farel still felt a little upset, so she asked Bai Mo to give something to a random lucky descendant of hers.
However, a "little thing" in the eyes of a true immortal is a very hot super treasure in the eyes of mortals...
…
"Miss, the three-year period has expired, please return to the family."
In less than a stick of incense after Lei Rulong disappeared, more than ten swordsmen in white suddenly appeared in front of Bai Mo and the two of them, surrounding them and saying respectfully.
"Miss Long, it's time to go back. This is what the master wants." Behind the many swordsmen, an old man with white beard and hair slowly walked out.
"Uncle Ning? My father asked you to come over. It seems that he has made up his mind and wants me to go back."
The girl from the Shi family looked at the old man and frowned slightly.
"I can go back with you, but there is a condition."
"Miss, please tell me." The white-haired old man glanced at Bai Mo. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and his expression became weirder.
"I want the family to invite this senior home as a distinguished guest of the highest standard." She pointed to Bai Mo beside her and said.
"senior?"
Hearing this title, the white-haired old man inexplicably felt like he was relieved.
When he first appeared, he saw the young lady walking with the young master, and heard that the young lady was rarely willing to return to the family for a certain condition, fearing that this was the lover she met outside...
At present, it seems that I have thought too much.
With the young lady's character, if she was really interesting, she would never call her "senior".
In the world of immortality, there are many ways to maintain good looks, and there are many old monsters who look young but are actually three digits in age.
The supreme elder of their Xuanjian Villa is a monk in the foundation-building stage. He is over 150 years old and looks like a young man. You cannot judge a person based on his appearance.
"Young Lady, I will obey everything you say. I wonder... what do you call me, senior?"
The white-haired old man originally just wanted to call him his equal, but when he approached Bai Mo, many of his body's instincts went to the police and he quickly changed his mind.
"Shen Zong."
"It just so happens that I want to return this sword, so I'll take a trip."
