Outside the city of weak water.

In front of the Roselle Monument.

The people in Heifeng Mountain and the White Pheasant Residence, who were obviously still there before, have disappeared, and only the old man wearing a hat and a coarse linen robe standing in front of the Luo Shen Monument has been replaced.

If you look behind the old man, you can see that the people of the Black Wind Mountain and the White Pheasant House have been killed by him.

At the same time, the old man took two pieces of Yin Yang Jade from his waist and a piece of General Order that Zhao Tianlun would definitely recognize if he was present.

The old man did not hesitate at all, and immediately put the two pieces of yin and yang jade together.

Then, a slowly opening door began to appear in front of the Roselle Monument.

At this time, the old man inserted the general's order in his hand into the lock hole on the gate, and the gate finally opened again with a burst of sounds.

It was also at this time, looking at the light emanating from the gate, that the old man's uncovered eyes seemed to show a little nostalgia.

A familiar voice seemed to sound in my ears.

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"Brother Li, today is your death day, I brought you something to burn for you, I hope you can use it there."

A young man sat in front of an unnamed stone tablet on a small hill and muttered softly, beside him a brazier full of paper money and a little yellow dog with a tail wagging rapidly.

When the paper money in the brazier is burned out, it will be turned into ashes and scattered by the slightly cold mountain wind.

The boy bit a dog's tail grass and lay directly next to the stone tablet with the little yellow dog in his arms.

However, judging from the look on his face, he didn't seem to feel very sad about it, but finally relieved.

The young man's name is Ma Wu, and he came to this vast and bizarre place a year ago, with countless cultivators sitting in the clouds, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, overlooking the dimensional space of the human world.

Since coming to this dimensional space, Ma Wu has built a thatched hut in a small mountain village not far from the small hill to settle, cultivated several fields to grow food, and also used the tools of the village elders to go into the mountains to hunt.

But the first time he went into the mountains to hunt, Ma Wu was scratched by a wild cat that looked the size of a little yellow dog, and when he returned to the village, he found that a few seedlings had just grown in the field and had been eaten by the free-range ducks next door.

The angry Ma Wu picked up a half-human-high axe on the spot and rushed to the forest, intending to settle accounts with the wild cat.

Why not get revenge on the duck who is easier to bully?

Ma Wu and the little yellow dog touched their slightly swollen bellies, and they were embarrassed to trouble the family next door who took them in for a meal.

However, unexpectedly, the wild cat before could not be found in the forest, and Ma Wu and the little yellow dog were chased out of the forest by a group of wild wolves with saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.

On the way back to the village, he accidentally tripped over a raised stone, and rolled back to the entrance of the village.

Ma Wu and the little yellow dog lay in bed together for half a month.

Every day when I eat, the grandmother next door will bring the food.

The old grandmother would look kind and look at Ma Wu and the little yellow dog every time before leaving slowly after eating.

There was also a blacksmith in the village who sent new tools so that Ma Wu could use them to hunt after he recovered from his injuries.

Even clothes and shoes were brought in by someone.

Ma Wu was deeply moved and felt that it was also a good way to stay in the village to provide for those who would eventually grow old.

However, on the day when Ma Wu and the little yellow dog recovered from their injuries and could get out of bed and move freely, the grandmother who came to deliver food next door passed away.

Ma Wu and the little yellow dog, who were still thinking of going hunting in the forest and returning to repay the old grandmother, sat at the children's table with white turbans.

Later in time.

Ma Wu apprenticed with the carpenters, blacksmiths, and cooks in the village, and although he couldn't learn a trick and a half, he finally had the ability to fill his stomach.

And so a year passed.

Ma Wu and the little yellow dog have some food and some clothing, and this poor life is getting more and more comfortable.

However, Ma Wu has not forgotten the system that brought him to this world back then.

No, Ma Wu specially made some paper money to burn to the system, hoping that the system that blew itself up before he had time to enjoy the new world could live a rich and prosperous life in another world.

"Brother Li, don't worry, I will live well with your will!"

His gaze was determined to look at the blue sky overhead.

Soon after, Ma Wu and the little yellow dog lying on top of him fell asleep on the small hill.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Until the sound of gongs sounded in the village, even on the small hill could be heard clearly.

This is a rally order that rings in the village only when there is a big event.

Ma Wu, who was woken up, rubbed his eyes, and hurriedly ran down the hill with the little yellow dog in his arms, for fear that he had encountered some villains in the village, although he himself had no strength, but with what he had done in the village continuously, the work he did allowed him to exercise a lot of strength, and it was more than enough to resist a few axes and machetes.

So Ma Wu quietly prepared to embed himself in the village to check the situation, but unexpectedly, the truth was exactly the opposite of his conjecture.

The village was covered with festive red ribbons, even on the thatched hut where he and the little yellow dog were.

"What's going on? Could it be that a girl in the village got married? Or which uncle got married? ”

"Let's go! Let's go over and have a look! ”

"Woohoo!"

Rushed to the village.

Seeing that everyone in the village was holding chickens, ducks, fish and meat, he looked at the two people standing in the crowd with hope.

"Xuantian Sect recruits disciples, as long as you have a spiritual root, you can join Xuantian Sect, embark on the road of cultivating immortals, and find the opportunity to become immortals."

One of them, a middle-aged man in a cyan robe, carrying a long sword, stood in the center of the crowd, his face was calm and indifferent, and he said in a calm tone.

"It's actually an immortal of Xuantian Sect!"

"Immortals, how can we know if we have a spiritual root?"

"The fortune teller said that I was born with a wisdom root, and the big cow next door was also born with divine power, can this be regarded as a spiritual root?"

The people in the village seemed to be very familiar with the Xuantian Sect, and immediately threw their questions at the two cultivators in the center of the crowd like a cannon.

The two practitioners were patient, and they actually helped explain one question at a time.

After explaining all the questions, he spoke: "There are five kinds of spiritual roots in Jinmu, water, fire, and earth, and the five spiritual roots are all divided into upper, middle and lower grades. ”

"If you have five kinds of spirit roots at the same time, you will be a waste spirit root that cannot be cultivated."

After speaking, another young man in a white robe took out a token, in which a colorful beam of light was activated, and a crystal clear jade pillar rose in front of everyone.

At the same time, he explained: "You don't have to be nervous, as long as you are under the age of twenty, you can take the test, and those who pass the test can join the Xuantian Sect!" ”

The jade pillar stands in front.

The children under the age of twenty in the village stepped forward one after another, standing in front of the jade pillar, and with the help of the two cultivators, they put their hands on the jade pillar in turn, waiting and expecting the jade pillar to react.

Even the villagers who knew they were not in line with the rules crowded together and looked forward to the jade pillar, as if they could grow spiritual roots out of thin air by staring at the jade pillar like this, and step into the immortal path to seek immortality.

Ma Wu, who had finally caught up in a hurry, also stood at the end curiously, and when he was in line, he held the little yellow dog with one hand and put one hand on the jade pillar.

In an instant, bursts of brilliance began to emanate from the jade pillar.

However, what the immortal said was a great blow to Ma Wu.

"Ma Wu, sixteen years old, the Five Elements Waste Spirit Root, can join the Xuantian Sect as a miscellaneous disciple."

"How? Are you willing to join the Xuantian Sect as a miscellaneous disciple? ”

Although he felt very frustrated when he knew that he was only a Five Elements Waste Spirit Root, in the end, Ma Wu agreed to join the Xuantian Sect as a miscellaneous disciple.

After all, Xuantian Sect is a cultivation sect, no matter what, even if it is just a miscellaneous disciple, it will live longer than ordinary people.

And no one can say for sure whether there will be an opportunity for transformation in the process of cultivation.

In this way, Ma Wu took the little yellow dog to Xuantian Sect as a miscellaneous disciple.