Chapter 17: The Five Elements of Spirits

As she spoke, a seven or eight-year-old girl had already gotten off the round stage with a sad face, and her parents and neighbors around her were disappointed or comforted.

Obviously, she was not chosen by the Immortal Master.

Mo Hansheng pointed to a fist-sized transparent bead in the pock-faced Taoist's hand and asked, "What is that?" ”

Shi Shan glanced at it and replied casually: "The Spirit Exploration Bead is the basic magic weapon used to detect the Five Elements Spirit Body." ”

"Five Elements Spirit?"

"Cultivating immortals is not something that any cat or dog can do, only those who are born with spirit bodies can have a glimpse of immortals." Seeing Mo Hansheng's confused expression, Ishiyama patiently explained, "Monks with different spirit bodies will also have different characteristics. Among the five elements, the gold master attacks and kills, the lethality is huge, the wood cultivator is longer than the monk Shouyuan of the same realm, and the earth cultivator has a hard body and is good at defense......"

Hearing these unheard of new words, Mo Hansheng couldn't help but be a little curious for a while, and asked, "What kind of person do I belong to?" ”

Shi Shan glanced at him and muttered, "I have lost all my mana now, and my spiritual sense has been dispersed, so I can't see it." But judging from your natural physique that is not afraid of the cold, it should be a relatively rare Xuanbing spirit body, which belongs to the Shui Xing series of mutations. ”

"Mutation?"

"The Five Elements Spirit Body is the most common in the world of cultivating immortals, and in the course of historical changes, there are also many special spirit bodies that are born due to abnormal changes in the Five Elements Spirit Body due to the environment, genetics, and some special reasons. In addition, there are some legendary special constitutions, the cause of which no one has been able to explain so far. ”

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the crowd of onlookers:

"Look!"

"What is this?"

"What happened?"

On the round platform, the listless pock-faced Taoist priest instantly came to his senses, and his eyelids narrowed into a slit tried his best to stretch out.

I saw a boy less than ten years old standing in front of him, his little hand trembling on the spirit bead, with a nervous expression.

Under his young palm, the spirit bead emitted a weak blue light, and if you look closely, you will find that there is a blue thread like a hair inside the bead.

Before the pock-faced Taoist priest could speak, the fingers of the fat-lipped Taoist priest behind him couldn't stop trembling, and he pointed at the boy and said excitedly: "Senior brother, senior brother, it's the Muxing Spirit Body!" ”

The pock-faced Taoist priest was happy in his heart, but his face was silent, and he lowered his voice and reprimanded: "Senior brother, calm down, don't look like you haven't seen the world." ”

"Isn't it?" Under the shade of the tree, Shi Shan looked more excited than the fat-lipped Taoist, "The Sunset Sect actually even accepts this kind of goods?" ”

"What, this person's qualifications are not good?" Seeing that its reaction was so exaggerated, Mo Hansheng was confused.

Shi Shan shook his head and said, "It's not just that it's not good, it's even a dog who dislikes it." ”

Mo Hansheng glanced at it, smiling rather than smiling.

Shi Shan coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, and said, "If there is no opportunity for such qualifications, entering the immortal cultivation realm is just a waste of time." Why did the Sunset Sect fall to this point, could it be that the name of the sect was too unlucky? ”

Mo Hansheng was about to ask something, but there was a commotion among the villagers for some reason.

The crowd pushed, shoved, and cursed, and in a few moments, a short figure squeezed out of it.

He looked around for a long time, and finally set his eyes on the shade of the tree where Mo Hansheng was.

"Brother Mo, why are you here, come with me." The short figure was Du Xingyu, as soon as he found Mo Hansheng's position, he ran over in a hurry, and as soon as he grabbed Mo Hansheng's hand, he was about to rush into the crowd again.

Seeing his hurried appearance, Mo Hansheng couldn't help asking, "What happened?" ”

"Go and let the immortal master see if you and I have the opportunity to cultivate immortals." Du Xingyu complained as he ran, "I finally persuaded the village chief of Osmanthus Village to let us come to power." This dead old man is really dark, saying that people from other villages want to collect money when they come to power, and I will be charged 30 yuan for a quota. ”

"For a test spot, you gave him thirty cents? You'll have to save that money for months. Mo Hansheng was a little surprised, this kid is really a little obsessed with cultivating immortals.

"It's sixty wen, and I paid for yours." After Du Xingyu finished speaking, he pulled Mo Hansheng with one hand, and was about to squeeze in with the crowd with the other.

However, he was still young, small and weak, and there was an extremely burly and strong fierce aunt in front of him blocking the way, and he was so tired that he couldn't squeeze in a single step after sweating.

Seeing this, Mo Hansheng reached out and quickly patted the shoulders of the burly woman.

The aunt's body tilted uncontrollably and pressed horizontally to the right, and the villagers beside her were overwhelmed, opening up a passage.

Mo Hansheng took advantage of the screams and scolding of the villagers to escort Du Xingyu through the crowd.

came to the stage, Du Xingyu briefly said a few words to the old village chief, and then pulled Mo Hansheng to the stage.

"Two yellow-mouthed children who have not dried up dare to covet the fairy fate, born in the mud ditch and want to go to heaven, and they don't want to see if they have this life?" The village chief lay on the Taishi's chair leisurely, glanced at the two of them with disdain, and swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog with an old smoking gun in his mouth.

Du Xingyu stepped on the steps, and when he was about to approach the two Taoist priests, he couldn't help but slow down, and his heart began to feel apprehensive.

Mo Hansheng reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Du Xingyu glanced back at him, nodded, took a deep breath, walked to the pock-faced Taoist priest and gave a deep salute, and solemnly covered his palm on the spirit bead.

His face was solemn, his eyes were closed, and his outstretched hand trembled uncontrollably.

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for the result, there were calls from the audience one after another.

Du Xingyu immediately opened his eyes when he heard the sound, only to see that under his palm, a faint yellow light was flickering.

"Whew~" he shouted, almost jumping off the stage excitedly.

Mo Hansheng looked intently, and saw that a negligible yellow filament had indeed appeared in the Spirit Exploration Bead, and it seemed that Du Xingyu's qualifications were not much different from the previous boy.

"Senior brother, senior brother." The fat-lipped Taoist priest swallowed his saliva, reached under the table and pulled the corner of the pock-faced Taoist priest's clothes.

"Calm, calm, small scene." The pock-faced Taoist priest quietly pushed his hand away, his voice trembling slightly.

Offstage, the stunned village elder had a burning hole in his lap with the head of a cigarette gun, and he screamed in pain, but his eyes were still fixed on the stage, with a ghostly expression.

Du Xingyu ran back and forth on the stage for a few laps, and then stopped to hold Mo Hansheng's hand, waved his fist and said with high morale: "Brother Mo, you can also try, let's go to cultivate immortals together!" ”

With Shishan as a guarantee, although Mo Hansheng knew that he would definitely be able to cultivate immortals, it was difficult to say what his specific qualifications were.

He was really curious about this, and he didn't hesitate, and reached out to cover it.

At the moment when he stretched out his hand, there was a change inside the Spirit Exploration Bead.

It was like a drop of ink falling into a pool, and the water became dirty in an instant, and those inks kept penetrating and spreading, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a soft and flowing light veil.

The pock-faced Taoist priest couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at some of the stunning black light on the spirit bead, in the past, he couldn't find a person with a spirit body after running away from his broken leg for two or three months, and three appeared in this palm-sized mountain village in the morning.

Could it be that God really opened his eyes, feeling that he had treated me badly in the first half of his life, and gave this belated compensation to make Dao Ye soar in the second half of his life.

The emperor is above, and the words that Xiaodao said on weekdays that have broken his life for ten years are all nonsense, and they can't be true.

Just as he was thinking like this, Mo Hansheng's palm suddenly shone brightly, and a steady stream of ink poured into the clear pool, instantly dyeing the bottom of the Spirit Exploration Bead into pitch black, without the slightest sign of slowing down.

There was silence all around, and everyone stared at this scene intently, as if they had stopped breathing.

The pock-faced Taoist priest's hands began to tremble involuntarily, firstly because he was so shocked that he couldn't help himself, and secondly, he really felt cold.

His palms had begun to freeze, and an icy chill invaded his palms.

Just as the inky black was about to dye through half of the Spirit Exploration Bead, the palm of the pock-faced Taoist priest twitched violently as if it had been pierced by hundreds of steel needles.

"Bang."

The bead slammed into the table with a thud, and it rolled to the ground with a grunt.

Deathly silence!

"Whew~"

Du Xingyu let out another strange scream, waking up everyone who was in shock.

"Teacher, teacher...... Senior brother, is this still a small scene? The fat-lipped Taoist priest planted his knees on the ground with a pop, and there was a "gurgling" sound between his teeth.

"Cold, cold, cold...... Calm down. The pock-faced Taoist priest suppressed the shock in his heart and sat motionless on the bench.

"Senior brother."

"What do you command?"

"Give me a hand."