It's an ordinary small town with a beautiful name: Xianyuan City. It is one www.biquge.info of the many towns under the name of Langhuan Immortal Mansion, the first immortal blessed land in this interface, and although it has such a famous ancestral family, it is still just an ordinary small town. All the families in the city, no matter how big or small, have to hand over thirty percent of the resources to Lang Mansion every year, which is the rule, very domineering, but none of them dare to disobey.

It was lunch time, and in one of the most magnificent courtyards in Lang Mansion, there was a loud laugh.

"Daddy, before lunch is served, you can continue to tell me about wild and rare beasts." A little girl of five or six years old who looked a little chubby said.

"Okay, but it's still the old rule, Yu'er, you have to eat three bowls of spiritual rice today." The man looked lovingly at his favorite daughter, and the other daughter, who looked a little thin next to him, barely glanced at her.

"Uh-huh, I promise to finish eating, Daddy will speak quickly." Xiao Yu'er slapped the table happily.

As usual, the father told one strange story after another, coaxing his children to eat more.

Lunch was quickly set on the table, and it was time for the story to come to an end. The child's mother sat beside the thin little daughter, picked up the spirit animal meat that was necessary every day, brought it to the little daughter's mouth, and gently coaxed her to eat more. The chubby daughter, no one cared about it at all, she took the spirit rice in the bowl and ate the spirit beast meat, and after a while, she ate a big bowl, and then took another bowl handed by the servant, and the father was very satisfied with it, and praised it again and again.

"Mother, I'm really full." The younger daughter's weak voice is pitiful.

The father stared at the big eyes and said angrily: "Eat all the bowls, you can't eat a bowl of rice, how can you cultivate!" ”

The youngest daughter was so frightened that she picked up the chopsticks she had just put down, sobbing and picking up the rice in the bowl.

After lunch, both girls were sent to the martial arts arena to practice.

The wife looked sad and said helplessly: "Don't always be fierce Xuan'er in the future, the child is still so young, Xuan'er is weak, that is the root of the disease brought out of the mother's womb, and you can't blame her." ”

"Hey! Don't you feel sorry for the child when I do? In order to nourish her, she has to prepare spirit beast meat for her every day, you see how many families in this fairy city can be willing to eat spirit beast meat every day. ”

"Then you can't always kill her!" As she spoke, the woman covered her face and began to weep.

"Okay, okay, I'll change it later. You see, Yu'er has been in the middle of the body refining period for some time, and in a few days, someone from the clan will come to measure the spiritual root of the new disciple, and I am going to take the child to test it. ”

The woman stopped crying, and asked a little nervously, "What kind of spiritual root do you think our Yu'er will be?" ”

"This, it's hard to say, seeing that she has great strength, a tough personality, and a bit of a hot temper, it's not good to say whether it's a fire spirit root or a golden spirit root, hehehehe." The man said that he was happy first, and he had high expectations for his eldest daughter.

On a sunny morning, the mother dressed her daughter with special care, the eldest daughter wore a red background embroidered pink peach blossom shirt, and her hair was coiled into two buns, which looked festive and cute. Today is a big day for the lord of Langfu in Xianyuan City to take Miss Yu'er to measure the spiritual root, and even the faces of the people are full of joy, and they seem to be very optimistic about this lively and lovely little master.

In the courtyard outside the reception hall of Langfu, today is particularly lively, the annual new disciples test the spiritual root, anyone in the city who wants to climb the Lang family will bring their own children to test it, if the child's spiritual root is good, it is very likely to be accepted by the Lang family as a member of the outer room, and since then the surname Lang has been changed, which can be regarded as the symbol of the Lang family.

As the head of the Lang family in Xianyuan City, as soon as Langyue City entered the door, he began to be complimented.

took his daughter into the hall and exchanged a few words with the people from the clan. When everyone was almost there, the spirit root began to be measured. The first test is, of course, the eldest lady of the Lang family brought by Langyue City.

The spirit root is also very simple, a middle-aged man instructed Langyu to hold a crystal clear gem with a faint halo of colorful haze, and then everyone began to wait for the gem to send out the color sensing corresponding to the spirit root.

However, a quarter of an hour passed, and the stone did not react. Lang Yuecheng was a little anxious: "Yu'er, you try with some more strength." ”

Langyu shook it vigorously, but still didn't react. The curious people outside the hall had already stretched out their heads to look in, and when they saw that the spirit stone was unresponsive, they began to whisper, and then one by one they showed a sarcastic smile.

After holding it for a long time, the spirit stone still didn't react, and Langyue City finally gave up. He sat on the throne with a dejected face, watching the children of other people's families examine the past one by one, and the spirit stones emitted various colors of strong or weak light.

Langyu was brought back to the house by the housekeeper, and the head of the family and the people in the clan went to the restaurant to drink. Langyu has not yet entered the mansion, and the rumor that she has no spiritual root has spread all over the mansion and outside, and even the entire Xianyuan City.

The Lang family has become the laughing stock of the whole city because of her. Everyone is saying that the eldest lady of the Lang family, who eats three bowls of spiritual rice in one meal, is a waste material and has no spiritual roots. As a descendant of the Langhuan Immortal Mansion, he is actually a waste material without spiritual roots, which is simply a shame for the Langhuan Immortal Mansion.

The mother hugged Langyu and cried all night. Early in the morning, a carriage came to pick up Langyu, but her mother refused to let go, and was forced to pull away by her subordinates.

Langyu was sent away. The carriage creaked forward, getting farther and farther away from Langfu, and gradually I couldn't hear the chatter of the crowd around Langfu to watch the excitement, and I couldn't see the figure of the thin little girl standing at the door of Langfu and watching my sister leave.

The carriage walked for a long time, looking out through the curtains, the outside was getting more and more desolate, and Langyu was a little scared. She also knew that she had embarrassed her father and mother, and thought to herself, this is not to throw herself into the wilderness to feed the beasts. The little girl, who had always been strong, finally began to sobb silently.

The carriage finally stopped, and at the intersection of a mountain road, Langyu was carried out of the car by the subordinate, and the butler was telling something to the two people standing at the intersection to greet him. After removing the luggage that Langyu carried, the carriage hurried back to resume his life. Langyu was carried up the mountain by two people, and along the way, Langyu finally knew the purpose of being sent here. This is the family's spiritual plantation garden in Xianyuan City, and the spiritual rice that the family eats every day is grown here, and he was sent to plant spiritual rice. I thought, sure enough, just like my father said, Xiuxian is talking about cause and effect, and I eat spiritual rice for dinner is a cause, and now I am sent to plant spiritual rice, this is the cause and effect of my relationship with spiritual rice.

"Miss, I am the steward of this spiritual plantation, you can call me Lang Wei, you can also call me Lao Wei, if you have any orders in the future, you can come to me directly, I live directly south of your room, and you can find it by walking along the road. How about I take you to see the Spirit Plantation first? See which plot of land you prefer? What kind of spirit plant? Then planting starts tomorrow. It was a middle-aged monk with a black mole who spoke, and Langyu was startled by his strange face, and did not listen carefully to what he said.

"Oh, okay, Lao Wei, you can call me Langyu in the future."