The sunset had already sunk in the west, and the moonlight was like water sprinkled on the stone steps, Chen Muzhi couldn't figure out how this could happen, and was sitting on the steps of the side hall in a daze at this time.

After packing up the fairy spirit grass before, I saw the team on the mountain road to the Ascending Immortal Conference. So he prepared some food, and walked to the mountainside, where he met a group of mortals who had gone up the mountain. Maybe because he was wearing the Taoist robe of the Fengliang Sect, the patriarch who led the team was extremely polite to himself.

The mountain road is rugged, and the feeling of holding a little girl's hand to climb the mountain together is as if I was in Aoyagi Mountain many years ago, and I was about the same age as this little girl at that time. Holding Sister Yue's hand, she also climbed the mountain step by step, and she didn't pay attention to looking around under her feet.

The green mountains cover the green, the smoke and clouds are curling, the river in the distance is like a silver belt, and the bright moon is like a jade plate, "Today may be the last day for me to bring on this spiritual mountain." Chen Muyi thought greedily at the scenery of Fengliang Mountain.

When he arrived at the square with a group of people, he saw Liang Zhangmen, Uncle Wenxin, and three other monks he didn't know sitting on the high platform, one of whom was wearing a cyan robe.

After following the mountain to pray and pray, the Ascending Immortal Conference officially began, in fact, being able to climb the Immortal Mountain once is already a great gift for ordinary people. For monks who cultivate the truth, they are even more impatient with mundane etiquette. The so-called ascending immortal is driven by the monk holding the magic weapon "spirit measuring stone", and let the measured child press it, if the body has a spiritual root, the magic weapon will naturally have a corresponding reaction.

Children who have measured the spiritual root are then handed over to the "Fortune Observation Monk" to watch their natal life, and then according to their natal life, they arrange suitable practitioners and exercises to practice, and then hold an introductory ceremony, admonished by the master, and then enter the spiritual mountain. There is a gap between immortals, and it is often one or two decades after going down the mountain.

If there is no response, there is no need for the next steps, how to come, how to go back.

Chen Muzhi thought that maybe the white robe of the Wind Liang Sect he was wearing was too conspicuous, and after a while, he was called up by a disciple of the Wind Liang Sect.

Head Liang spoke to Chen Muzhi with a pleasant face, and his complexion was much better than what he saw a few days ago, "Muzhi is also here, these days have been hard." Listening to Wen Xin, you volunteered to take care of Lingtian for her, which is commendable, but don't be too reluctant. ”

"Forehead......" Chen Muzhi thought, how could I not know such a thing, and saw Liang Wenxin winking at him behind the head of the house, smiling like a flower.

"It's okay......"

"Haha, but I know Wen Xin's temperament, Wen Xin told me that she wants to accept you as a personal disciple, are you willing?"

Chen Muzhi said happily in his heart: "The disciple is willing!" He solemnly bowed to Liang Wenxin.

"Okay, don't bully Mu Zhi with that Wenxin. Just ...... Yan'er" Master Liang paused obviously before continuing: "Before your senior sister Siyan retreated, she also told you that there was an immortal conference in the sect today. It just so happened that Tian Daoyou, who was specially invited from the Qinglian Sect, watched his life, but he also bothered Tian Daoyou. He was very respectful when he spoke, and he also made a joke.

Daoist Tian wearing a cyan robe, the Qinglian Sect where he is located, should be the big sect that Liang Siyan said before. The eyes are above the top, sitting upright with the eyes half-closed, and nodding slightly is considered a response.

The head of Liang motioned to the disciple holding the spirit measuring stone to test Chen Muzhi first, Chen Muzhi saw it clearly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand and touched the jade plate, two bright lights lit up, one blue and one gold.

"Well, the two spirit roots, the beast spirit root and the instrument spirit root are also good."

"Xiao Muzhi, I knew you could."

Chen Muzhi's nervous heart also let go of most of it, like this spirit measuring stone, only sects and sects have it, his cultivation speed has not been fast, and he has always been worried about what to do if it is a four spirit root and a mixed spirit root.

Hearing the words of the master and the master, the big stone in his heart finally came down, and Master Chao Wenxin smiled slightly.

"But I have a good skin, but I don't know what the heart is?"

"The spiritual root is okay, but I don't know what the same reference is?"

I heard the two Fengliang Sect monks sitting next to him, talking to each other, and they were the people who came to visit with the head of the sect on the first day.

At this time, Daoist Tian opened his eyes, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and said: "The two spiritual roots are good in your small place, I thought there was no one in a day, but I was a little old." Come here! ”

Liang Wenxin pursed the corners of his mouth behind his back, nodded at Chen Muzhi, and motioned for him to go over to measure his natal life.

While Daoist Tian probed the spiritual power into Chen Muzhi's divine sense, he recited the words: "The sea of knowledge is not small, one stroke and one inkstone, this is the spiritual root of the corresponding instrument, and the grade cannot be seen." Just find a pen inkstone as a reference, and it's not powerful, this spiritual root corresponds to two natal things, and the qualifications are average. Hey? So where is the natal life corresponding to the root of the beast spirit? …… Don't? Not good! Ahh

After a scream, Daoist Tian's voice stopped abruptly, lost consciousness, and fell straight backwards, fortunately, the head of Liang was quick to hold on!

"Tian Daoyou!? Michido Tian !? ”

Although Liang Wenxin was not angry with what he just said, after all, he was a distinguished guest in the door, and he also took the pulse of Daoist Tian, "There is no obstacle to life, but the body of the foundation building monk will not be comatose easily, it may be that the origin is damaged, I can't say what it is." ”

"In that case, Wen Shen, you quickly go to the Qinglian Sect, explain the situation, and ask them to send someone over."

"Yes!" One of the monks who had been sitting on the stage and speaking before was ordered to immediately take off his sword and flee.

"Why don't you send people directly?" Elder Yan asked.

"Send it back? So what should I do about the fate of this Ascending Immortal Conference? Liang Zhangmen said angrily, and Liang Wenxin also rolled his eyes, "Come on, send Tian Daoyou to the side hall to rest, and the Immortal Conference will continue." ”

Seeing that Chen Muzhi was still frowning, Standing aside, a little at a loss, Master Liang said with relief: "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't worry." ”

Liang Wenxin answered on the side: "That is, the person surnamed Tian is not good at cultivating himself, don't take it to heart." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Instead, he was reprimanded by the head of Liang.

The Ascending Immortal Conference continued to start, the old monk took the spirit measuring stone and continued to measure the spirit root of the child, and Chen Muzhi retreated to the side. An afternoon passed, and this group of hundreds of children tested, and only two had spiritual roots, one was a miscellaneous spiritual root, and there was a little girl who was holding Chen Muzhi's hand to the mountain.

After pressing the jade plate, there are also two bright lights, one red and one black.

"Okay, this is also the qualification of the two spirit roots!" The disciple with the spirit stone in his hand was overjoyed.

There was an uproar in the field, and the other patriarchs who were onlookers immediately congratulated the patriarch who came up along the way, and the old patriarch burst into tears and said: "Our poet, after several chaos, today finally has a sect immortal master!" ”

It was almost nightfall when the foundation building elder named Wen Shen returned with another foundation building monk and fell to the ground. After going to the side hall to see Daoist Tian together, they called Chen Muzhi, who had been waiting outside the door, in.

The foundation building monk's face was grim, his cultivation was profound, and he injected a spiritual power into the sea of consciousness, and after a while, he collected the spiritual power and muttered, "...... I see. ”

Liang Wenxin said anxiously: "But what's the obstacle? ”

"Not really." The monk glanced at Chen Muzhi with a stern face, and in the depths of his gaze, there was a little pity for him.

"Then Muzhi, you go out first." Seeing this, the head of Liang took Chen Muzhi's expenses away, and it has been like this until now.

After a long time, the door of the side hall opened again, and everyone in the house dispersed together to say goodbye to each other. A few people passed by, and the sound of conversation was not shied away.

"It's not bad to say that the two spirit roots are not bad, after all, it's not as good as before."

"Ahem, what's the use, at first I thought it was a bluff, but it's just a waste of life."

"You can't say that, he still has a spiritual root, and he can also cultivate."

"What is the use of such a weak natal thing, I think it can only be regarded as a miscellaneous spirit root."

The sound of conversation gradually faded away, Chen Muzhi kept sitting on the stone steps and bowed his head silently, and he looked even more lonely in the moonlight. Suddenly felt the gaze of staring at him, and when he looked back, it was Liang Wenxin who was smiling.

"Meet Master."

"Why don't you go for a walk together?"

"The disciple obeys."

At first, he didn't talk about anything, Liang Wenxin pointed out, with Chen Muzhi, what is this hall called, where is it, here is the martial arts arena, there is the school, the scripture pavilion, and the alchemy furnace and sword refining pool in the valley...... From time to time, I met the disciples who were patrolling and came to greet them.

"Look, it's the place where there is fire, do you see?"

Such a good scene, Chen Muzhi had no intention of appreciating it, "Master......"

"What's wrong?"

"Am I going to be kicked off the mountain?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, they say I am...... It's a waste of life. ”

"Do you want to know what your natal life is?"

"Yes."

Liang Wenxin took Chen Muzhi to a small pavilion, "Sit." ”

Liang Wenxin propped his hands on the table and sat elegantly on the stone bench, the moonlight shining and the curves proud. Chen Muzhi sat on the side and listened to her slowly.

"The spiritual root corresponds to the cultivation speed, and the natal corresponds to the strength of the monk, although the individual's comprehension and the skills used also have a great impact, but generally speaking, the more pure the spiritual root, the better. The stronger the natal thing, the stronger the natal talent obtained from cultivation. Therefore, the avenue is smooth, and the cultivation geniuses with excellent qualifications are basically single spirit roots and single natal beings. ”

"But there are exceptions."

"The destiny is given by God, and I will accompany me." Liang Wenxin gathered his hands together, formed a magic seal, one hand, and on the palm of his hand was a plant phantom surrounded by flames, with seven flowers of different colors on it.

"Colorful glazed flowers, produced in the depths of the Fengyuan Desert, can be spontaneously combusted without fire. However, it is not available now. ”

Liang Wenxin took away the glazed flower phantom, and then said: "For monks, because they can't see the sea inside because they practice qi, it is particularly important to find something that corresponds to their own natality, or something similar and highly compatible, and it is particularly important to refer to the visualization together. ”

"So the scorching sunflower ......" Chen Muzhi suddenly thought of the tall scorching sunflower at the door of the cottage, and the black cat Moyu was still at the bottom in the morning.

"Yes, that's what I'm going to do."

"The disciple must take good care of it!" Chen Muzhi hurriedly said.

"Haha," Liang Wenxin smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, there are high-level ones in the cave mansion where I cultivate." ”

Then Liang Wenxin said: "If the natal thing is too powerful and rare, you can't find the same reference at all." Then, no matter how good the qualifications for cultivation are, if there is no thing that reflects the natal life, and there is no way to observe the cultivation, the path of cultivation will be broken, which is the so-called 'waste of the natal life'. ”

Chen Muzhi's eyebrows were twisted, and he frowned and said, "Then my beast spirit root is also the same?" ”

Liang Wenxin's eyes revealed a deep sense of regret, "Yes." ”