More than 3,600 years after the change of heaven, time is always the best medicine for healing, whether it is for people, things, or even the world. During this period of time, although the aura became thinner, it was not the same as 3,600 years ago, which made the path of cultivation of those who cultivated the truth even slower. In the battle with the alien demons outside the sky, the cultivators who cultivated above the Jindan period were even more lost, and most of the exercises were also lost one after another, and the talents of the various sects withered, which made it even worse for the cultivators. But as long as there is an aura, it is enough to cultivate, no matter how long and difficult the road of cultivation is, no matter how long and difficult the path of cultivation is, the people of my generation who cultivate the truth against the sky will never give up.

In the past 3,600 years, the world has been basically peaceful, only occasionally there have been dynastic changes in some mortal realms, and there have been some small frictions between the major cultivation sects due to the competition for territory and cultivation resources, and there have been major turmoil and killings. After this long period of evolution, large and small forces have formed on the mainland, and they have formed a temporary balance with each other.

For example, in a remote township in this small world, today ushered in the most lively day in ten years, because today is a Xiuzhen sect stationed near here to select disciples, for the eyes of mortals in this township, these cultivators are immortals, as long as their children can be selected by these immortals, it is a great gift, so every family brings their children to test.

In fact, the real selection is carried out in the mountain gate, but there are also factions within the sect, and the more outstanding the disciples of which faction are, the more important they will naturally be in the sect. Therefore, the elders of each faction will send some disciples down the mountain to find the mortal disciples with better spiritual root talent to enter the door in advance, and today is the day of this preselection.

"Yo~ I said Bailixing, you scum are embarrassed to come here to participate in the fairy election, I think you are a waste spirit root, go home early, haha~. I saw a young man in a fancy costume pointing to a peasant boy in patched clothes not far in front of him, and some fat-headed and big-eared teenagers next to him also echoed and laughed.

The young man looked at the high-spirited young man in Chinese costumes, this was Zhao Rigao, who often bullied him on weekdays, the son of a famous local squire, who often took some of his fox friends and dogs around to bully those poor children. Baili Xing didn't speak, pulled the two friends around him and retreated to the side, making way for Zhao Gongzi. These two people are Baili Xing's partners who grew up together, one is called Lin Yu and the other is Zhang Yang, and they are often "taken care of" by this Zhao Gongzi on weekdays, and they dare not speak out. I only hope that I can be elected today, so that I can get ahead from now on and never be bullied by others again.

Everyone who participated in the pre-selection lined up in the middle of the square, and in groups of ten people waited for those cultivators to distribute test spirit stones, which could show different colors and represent spirit roots with different attributes as long as they were injected with spiritual power. The brighter the brightness, the purer the purity and the higher the grade. After entering the sect, the higher the status, the better the treatment, and even as the core of the sect to cultivate.

Baili Xing and his friends are anxiously waiting, their palms and foreheads are sweating, and after the second half of the hour, it is finally their turn, according to the use method that those "immortals" told them, this process varies from person to person, some people appear fast, some people appear slowly, and the slowest should not exceed the time of a stick of incense.

"It's finally lit up" Zhang Yang's voice sounded next to Baili Xing, and he saw that the test stone in Zhang Yang's hand was glowing red, like a candle. Immediately after Lin Yu's good news came, his glow was blue, and it was as bright as a candle, and at this time, an "immortal" in front of him said, "It's not bad, a low-grade third-order fire spirit root and a low-grade second-order water spirit root." Only Bailixing's test stone has not reacted for a long time, although the spiritual root has a chance to be promoted and grow, but not only is the material scarce and extremely difficult, but the initial spiritual root also determines the limit of the promotion of the spiritual root, so the higher the initial spiritual root, the better, and the better the spiritual root, the faster the spiritual energy will be absorbed, so Bailixing is very anxious now.

At the end of a stick of incense recently, the test stone of the Thyme Star finally lit up, glowing with a faint green light, like a firefly, although the Hundred Stars were a little disappointed, but it was better than not coming. The "immortal" just now glanced at the person, and said rather dissatisfied, "It's barely a mortal first-order wood spirit root, the next group will continue."

The three of them stepped down, very happy, at least they had hope of going to the sect, even if they were doing miscellaneous labor, just when they were happy, Zhao Rigao walked on stage beside them, and rolled his eyes disdainfully.

"Middle-grade first-order golden spirit root" Zhao Rigao danced excitedly on the stage~

The joy of the three brothers disappeared in an instant, and perhaps their days of suffering were not far away.