The three of them continued walking forward. Not long after, they suddenly encountered a large number of people in front of them, blocking the road.
When several people saw this, they all used their spiritual consciousness to find out what happened.
It turned out that in the middle of the crowd were two ten-year-old boys in fairy-like clothes, fighting each other in the street.
Most of the people watching around were adults. They all looked like they wanted to speak out but didn't dare to say anything.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan felt a little confused.
What is the situation?
At this moment, the two boys in the middle of the crowd decided the winner.
The taller and stronger man hugged the other boy's shoulders and used his hands and feet to knock the other boy to the ground, then pressed him under him and roared:
"Do you accept it or not?"
The boy who was held down gritted his teeth and said nothing. He just blushed and struggled desperately.
However, due to the difference in physical fitness, he tried his best, but could only slightly shake the opponent's figure, and was completely unable to reverse the defeat.
After several breaths, he was finally exhausted and had to lie on the ground gasping for air.
When the strong boy saw this, he sneered a few times, let go of the other party, stood up from the ground, and mocked:
"Huh, trash is trash."
After saying this, he waved his hand and shouted to the person behind him:
"let's go!"
Although the voice is childish, it is domineering.
Suddenly, half of the crowd gathered around him and left in a majestic manner.
The other general onlookers rushed to the boy lying on the ground, helped him up, and comforted him softly:
"Don't be discouraged, little fairy master. When you awaken your spiritual roots in the future, let's compete with him again. When the time comes, you will definitely be able to avenge today!"
"Based on the vision you showed when you were young, you must be more qualified than the other party..."
When the little boy who lost the fight heard this, he raised his hand and used his sleeves to wipe away the tears that were about to overflow from his eyes.
Since the ground had been swept spotlessly, his fairy-like clothes were not stained with mud, but had some wrinkles.
He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and whispered:
"You are right, thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"
After saying this, he also walked away surrounded by a large group of people.
Jiang Fan stood outside and used his spiritual sense to detect everything that happened clearly.
Hearing the last sentence, his face looked slightly strange.
When he saw the formation of this group of people before, he already knew that the identities of the two fighting boys were the children who were sent here and had not yet awakened their spiritual roots.
So driven by curiosity, he used his system to take a look at the specific types of spiritual roots on the two people.
The result was that the strong boy had the spiritual roots of fire and earth in his body.
The little boy who lost the battle was... a useless spiritual root that could not be awakened.
If there are no accidents.
The little boy who suffered a loss will never be able to wait for the moment of counterattack in this life...
In life, destiny is unpredictable.
Not everyone is a protagonist.
Seeing this, Jiang Fan felt a little emotional.
After this short interlude, there were no more crowds blocking the road, and the three of them continued walking along the street and arrived at the central area of Juxian Palace.
Here, stands a circular palace-like building.
The entire building is made of some unknown white stone, which is then constructed through various carvings and exquisite structures.
The midday sun shines on its walls, reflecting a hazy halo, making the entire building look very... fairy.
Yes, fairy.
The entire Juxian Palace, no matter from its name, architecture and layout, as well as the clothing and behavior of the people living there, seems to create a fairy-like feeling intentionally or unintentionally.
I have to say that the people who built this place are indeed very capable.
Li Qingshan stopped at the door of the white circular palace, turned around and said respectfully to the two people behind him:
"Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Sister Yue Ling, our destination has arrived."
Jiang Fan was a little surprised.
"right here?"
He raised his head, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the words here and handicap did not match.
Who would have thought that such a fairy-like building contains the most naked money game?
Seeing his surprised expression, the long-bearded monk explained:
"This is actually just a small formation at the beginning, used to assist those children in awakening their spiritual roots."
"It was only later that someone discovered the business opportunities, so they opened a market around it and built civil engineering. Over time, it expanded into what it looks like."
"As for why it's so celestial... it may be that it was specially built this way to match the name of Juxian Palace..."
Hearing this, Jiang Fan nodded, and then looked at his senior sister.
He found that the girl in green had been silent since she stepped into this place, and she didn't seem to be very interested.
He understood that it should be because what Li Qingshan said earlier was weighing on the other party's mind.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan opened his mouth and said to the girl beside him:
"Senior sister, don't think about those troublesome things for the time being. After all, in addition to earning spiritual stones, the main purpose of our trip this time is to relax."
"Don't let things that we are currently unable to do affect your mood."
When the girl heard Jiang Fan's relief, she raised her eyelids and glanced at the latter with her faint green eyes, then nodded and said yes.
She silently used the Bingxin Jue she had practiced, and after a while, her mood became much calmer.
Jiang Fan stood aside and felt relieved when he saw the girl's frown relaxed.
He turned to look at Li Qingshan and asked:
"Junior Brother Li, since you have arrived here, please explain to us in detail all the matters that need to be followed here, as well as the handicap rules called Ling Gen Gui."
When the long-bearded monk heard this, he naturally did not dare to refuse.
He pondered for a moment, organized the words in his mind, and explained to the two of them:
"This building is the core area of the entire Juxian Palace. It is called Yunling Palace. I don't know exactly who is behind it."
"I only know that their background is very unusual, otherwise it would be impossible to transform such an important place into a handicap."
"The only people who can enter, except for the specialized service personnel, are our people from Lingxin Valley and other immortal monks who are affiliated with Lingxin Valley."
Having said this, Li Qingshan paused.
"Of course, if people from Xuanzong and the Taoist Academy want to enter, they are naturally allowed."
"The rules of Yunling Hall are very simple, that is, monks are not allowed to take action, nor are they allowed to harm children who have not awakened their spiritual roots in any way."
"As for the rules of spiritual root guessing, you two should know that within twelve hours before the spiritual root awakens, a mortal's body will automatically absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth."
"The monks on duty in Yunling Hall, after sensing this phenomenon through the formation arranged here, will go and bring the person back here."
"With the help of another formation here, the pain those children feel when they awaken their spiritual roots will be greatly reduced."
"The twelve hours before awakening are the most important time for the monks."
