White Willow Square.

Looking at the stone monument in front of him.

Chu Yuan was confused for a while, is it okay to put his hand up?

He looked up in confusion at a middle-aged man wearing the light blue uniform of the sect next to the stone tablet.

"Just put your hands on it?"

Chu Yuan asked suspiciously.

"If you want to excel, you can do it with your feet. ”

The middle-aged foundation building monk glanced at Chu Yuan lightly and said casually.

"Better with your feet?"

Chu Yuan asked again.

"What do you say?"

The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth twitched slightly, and he was a little speechless.

"I think it's all the same. ”

Chu Yuan shook his head and said.

"Then you don't put your hands on it. ”

The middle-aged monk cupped his forehead, walked to the side, and took a deep breath.

It's really tiring to host such a thing.

This person should be the last, right?

Tsk, I don't know what this young man thinks.

It looks like he's in his twenties, and he still has a dream of cultivating immortals?

If there really was a spirit root with different attributes, it would have been accepted by other sects a long time ago.

But then again.

Why did he look at this young man with some familiarity?

It's like I've seen this person somewhere.

The middle-aged monk stared at Chu Yuan's handsome face carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't see anything.

It's just a feeling.

A sense of déjà vu.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

That's it, if you can't think of it, forget it.

The middle-aged monk could only shake his head and not think about it again.

......

Stand in front of the stone monument.

Chu Yuan looked up at the stele and was stunned for a moment.

He slowly stretched out his palm from the wide sleeve of his coat.

Smack.

The palm of the hand touches the stele.

A chilling sensation came.

didn't wait for Chu Yuan to feel it carefully.

A force poured out of the stele and into him.

Chu Yuan subconsciously wanted to resist this force.

But he didn't have time to resist yet.

The power in the stele was gone.

Meanwhile.

The stele also began to shine.

I saw a brown light blooming in the stone tablet.

This is......

Mortal Spiritual Root?

Wrong!

Chu Yuan could see it.

In this brown light, there were other rays of light.

There are gold, there are red, there are blue, and there are all kinds of colors.

The glow is subtle, interspersed with brown glow.

What is this?

Chu Yuan was stunned, didn't he say okay, Tianling Root started?

What the hell is this?

Cabbage root?

Dumpling Linggen?

Stuffed inside?

Chu Yuan turned his head to look at the middle-aged monk.

It turned out that the middle-aged monk was also confused, and he couldn't understand what kind of spiritual root Chu Yuan was.

Wow!!

Seeing this, the two Jindan Realm monks outside the square stepped on the flying sword and quickly flew to the square.

"I've seen the Elders. ”

The middle-aged monk hurriedly saluted.

The two Jindan Realm monks didn't pay attention to him, they walked straight to the stone tablet, looked at it carefully, glanced at each other, and both shook their heads.

"This is a miscellaneous spirit root, which can barely be included in the sect. ”

One of the Jindan Realm monks said.

Chu Yuan, who was standing on the side, was immediately stunned.

Miscellaneous Roots?

What the hell is this?

It's not a good thing to hear.

He is such a big genius, but he didn't start with the Heavenly Spirit Root?

But what the hell is this Miscellaneous Root?

Chu Yuan was puzzled.

"Dare to ask, what does the miscellaneous spirit root mean?

Chu Yuan asked.

The two Jindan Realm monks did not answer, and stepped on the flying sword and left, looking arrogant.

However, the middle-aged foundation building monk kindly replied.

"The miscellaneous spiritual root is a little better than the ordinary spiritual root, to put it simply, it is a spiritual root that can be cultivated in everything, and nothing can be cultivated in the doorway. ”

"It's a little better than the mortal spiritual root, but you can also join my Changhe Sect and step into the immortal path to cultivate immortals, maybe in the process of cultivating immortals, what opportunities do you get to make up for the difference in spiritual roots?"

"So cheer up and come back to the Changhe Sect with us later. ”

The middle-aged foundation monk said encouragingly.

Let's get back to it.

The middle-aged foundation monk didn't think that this young man had any potential at all.

Bringing back the sect is just a head.

After all, sometimes, there are some conflicts between the sect and other sects, and when they confront each other, there are many heads, and the momentum is obviously fierce.

As for Chu Yuan.

He is in the midst of self-doubt.

Isn't he a genius?

Miscellaneous spirit root, just a little better than mortal spirit root?

That's not right.

Normally, shouldn't he have a Heavenly Spirit Root?

It must be the problem with this stele.

It's certainly not that he's scrap.

Chu Yuan's stunned spirit fell into the eyes of the middle-aged foundation building monk, but he became a heart of loss for the weakness of his spiritual root.

"Okay, the spiritual root may not be that important, don't think about it yet, go clean up, and go back to the sect with us. ”

The middle-aged foundation building monk was also unbearable, so he persuaded him.

Hear this.

Chu Yuan, who was standing next to him, instantly came back to his senses.

Go to the Changhe Sect to cultivate immortals?

Seems to work.

He didn't have a foundation for cultivating immortals, and it was too difficult for him to rely on himself to hold a copy of the "Basic Cultivation Method in the Early Stage of the Qi Refining Realm" to cultivate.

If you can join this kind of authentic immortal cultivation sect, and then match it with your own Daoless Sect.

When the time comes, isn't the realm slowly rising?

However, he is a sect master, and I don't know if he can go to other people's sects as a disciple part-time with this identity.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuan wanted to try to ask.

"Dare to ask this monk, I myself am the sect master of a sect, I don't know if I can enter the Changhe Sect to cultivate immortals with this identity?"

Chu Yuan asked.

"Oh, are you the sect master of a sect, do you have a grade?"

The middle-aged foundation monk asked nonchalantly.

Some of the disciples of their sect will establish some small sects after they have completed their studies.

Although there are very few people who have brought their own sect before entering the sect, it is not nothing.

But there is a rule.

If a disciple with his own sect wants to join the Changhe Sect, then his own sect must not be higher than the eighth grade.

If it is a sect above the eighth grade......

Then what else did you join the Changhe Sect?

You must know that the Changhe Sect is just a six-grade sect.

"It should be rankless. ”

Chu Yuan hesitated for a moment and replied.

"Is that licensed?"

"It should ...... Unlicensed. ”

"Then there is a sect title deed. ”

"There is no land deed, and Zhanshan is the land of the sect. ”

The middle-aged monk looked at Chu Yuan with a strange look in his eyes.

You have no rank, no license, no title deed.

Do you call this a sect?

What kind of garbage sect is this, saying that the sect has insulted the sect two words!

"Then, how many people are in your sect?

The middle-aged monk asked again.

"It's me, there are four people, except for me, they are all waste materials, very wasteful kinds, and my sect is actually a waste sect. ”

Chu Yuan opened his mouth and said.

"Okay, okay, then what you say and what you don't say, there's no difference, let's go, let's go back to the Changhe Sect with us." ”

The middle-aged monk waved his hand.