Pingyang City, a small city in Vientiane, has a news spread today, that is, the immortal master of Vientiane Gate came to recruit disciples and held an immortal meeting in the mansion of Tan Shi, the richest man in the city.

Although people wonder why it will be held at Tan Shi's house, and the time has also been advanced, breaking the previous rule of once every three years, there has only been a gap of two years since the last one.

The sudden Ascending Immortal Conference was in full swing.

A gorgeous and exquisite sedan chair was carried several streets away from the Tan family's mansion and could no longer move forward, and an entourage hurriedly came to the side and said to the sedan chair: "Master, madam, there are too many people, and the sedan chair can no longer be carried in." ”

Soon after the words fell, the curtain was opened, and two men and one woman walked down from the sedan chair, known as the master is one of the middle-aged rich men, he is also a wealthy businessman in the city, although not as rich as Tan Shi, the richest man, but also very famous.

Today, I suddenly heard that the immortal master of Vientiane Gate was going to hold an immortal conference, so he hurriedly brought his wife and children to come, but sure enough, it was already very outside, and there were many sedan chairs like him who could only stop here, and looked in the direction of the Tan family's mansion.

Helplessly, he said to the beautiful lady beside him: "Madam, there are so many people, why don't I take my son with me, so that you don't get tired." ”

The noble lady was very satisfied with her husband's concerned attitude, but still firmly refused: "No, maybe our son will be chosen by the immortal master, I must personally send my son over." ”

"Mom!" the little boy holding the noble lady's hand shouted in a milky voice, his parents had already told him a lot about the Ascending Immortal Conference, so he knew that if he was chosen, it would mean that he would be able to become an immortal master, but he would also leave his parents, which made him want to go but didn't want to go, and wanted to be chosen but didn't want to be chosen.

Judging whether a person has the cultivation qualifications is to see whether the person has a spiritual root, and anyone who has a spiritual root can cultivate. Spiritual roots generally need to be fully grown between the ages of seven and ten, so the Ascending Immortal Conference is attended by children between the ages of seven and fourteen.

The middle-aged wealthy businessman nodded, took his son's other hand, and the three of them walked towards the Tan family's mansion together.

There is no nobility in front of the immortal constellation, no matter how noble the status of these parents who send their children over, they can only honestly line up to enter. However, money can make ghosts grind, but anyone who has money will spend money to cut the queue on this kind of day, ordinary people will come early to occupy a seat before every immortal conference, and many people are in a good position and can take the opportunity to make a windfall.

Anyway, the Dengxian Conference will not miss the people in the back, and a lot of silver will be smashed down, and the rich businessman couple finally came to the door of the Tan family's mansion, "Son, go, wait for the immortal master to be temperamental, you have to be obedient, it doesn't matter if you can't choose." ”

The two instructed the child to go in, and then went to the family area under the guidance of the servants of the Tan family, waiting for the result.

As the richest man in the city, Tan Shi's mansion occupies a very large area, and many children are waiting in the courtyard, only to see the door of the lobby as the spiritual root open, and a child walked out with a disappointed and frustrated application, but looking at the one or two silver in his hand, he was a little happy, and every child who came to participate would get some gifts.

"Next. There was a voice in the room, and another child walked in.

A small trick to make the door close automatically, which obviously frightened the children who came in, but also made his eyes full of adoration when he saw Weixing.

"Come, put your hand on this stone. Wei Xing could say in a soft voice, this child is very well-behaved, and he put his hand on the strange stone beside Wei Xing.

The stone was one person tall and looked like a stone tablet, and when the child's hand touched it, he saw that the stone gradually turned red, and the child on the side watched this scene nervously.

"Inferior Spiritual Root. Wei Xing said secretly in his heart.

This stone, called the Spiritual Measuring Stone, is specially used to test the spiritual root, and the person with the spiritual root can change the color of the stone, which is red, blue, silver, and gold, and these four colors also correspond to the inferior spiritual root, the medium spiritual root, the superior spiritual root, and the heavenly spiritual root.

The Heavenly Spirit Root is the best cultivation qualification, and its rarity can be called rare. Wei Xing's own high-grade spiritual roots are also relatively rare, and medium and low-grade spiritual roots are very common.

"Congratulations, the stone turning red is a sign of an inferior spiritual root, and you are eligible to join the Vientiane Gate. What's your name, what do your parents do, and where do you live?" asked Weixing.

When this person heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "My name is Cao Da, and my father is a famous merchant in the city, and he lives in Cao Mansion in Nancheng. ”

Wei Xing nodded, wrote them down one by one, took out the portraits of the heads of the past dynasties, and said: "Okay, this is the head of the Vientiane Gate of the past dynasties, there is not much time, everything is simple, after you kneel to them three times and knock nine times, you will be my disciple of the Vientiane Gate." ”

After watching Cao Da kneel three times and knock nine times, Wei Xing said again: "Cao Da, you are already a disciple of my Vientiane Gate, now I will give you a task first, pretend that you were not selected, go home with your parents, I will come here to pick you up in the future, teach you exercises, and lead you on the path of immortality."

But this matter, you can't let your parents know, there are other sects to hold the Ascending Immortal Conference, you are not allowed to participate, otherwise you will be regarded as betraying the sect, and I should clean up the portal with my own hands at that time. Do you understand?"

"Listen, understood. Cao Da looked confused, he didn't know why he was doing this, but he still obediently agreed, Weixing was afraid that he was young and couldn't hide his emotions well, so he gave him two pills that mortals could eat, so that people outside mistook the reason for his happiness for these two pills. "These two pills can make your parents healthy and prolong their lives, so take them with them. ”

Send Cao Da away, "Next." ”

Three days later, it was finally tested against everyone, and Wei Xing breathed a sigh of relief, although he was tired, he recruited Cao Da and the other two disciples, although they were both inferior spiritual roots, but it was not the time to be picky.

"Immortal Master has worked hard. An extraordinarily dressed crane-haired old man said, this is Tan Shi, and personally poured a cup of tea for Weixing.

Weixing picked it up and took a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and it was good tea.

"This pill is a reward for helping you with the Ascending Immortal Conference, as well as compensation for your collectibles. After speaking, Weixing gave Tan Shi a "Transformation Pill".

"The immortal master is polite, polite. He said politely, but he took the pill in his hand without hesitation. The name of "Shen Fan Dan" is very popular among ordinary people and is known as the Divine Pill.

The lifespan of ordinary people is only 100, and there are very few who can live to 100 safely, and seventy is considered a long life. After all, it is impossible to be free of diseases and disasters in life, and the whole grains you eat every day will also bring a lot of harmful filth.

And the "Avatar Pill" can enable Tan Shi to obtain the cultivation of the first level of Qi cultivation, and can also increase the lifespan to two hundred, no matter how many collectibles there are, it can't compare to this pill.

"Thank you, thank you. Tan Shi couldn't help but thank him again and again.

Weixing waved his hand, didn't say hello, and left directly. It was too ostentatious to use horse talismans and flying magic weapons, and he changed his robe into the clothes worn by ordinary people, and quietly walked away from the back door of the Tan Mansion.

The city of Binh Duong is very large, it takes at least four hours to walk out of the city, the road is full of traffic, the sound of people is boiling, and there are bursts of aroma from many food stalls.

Suddenly, Weixing noticed that there was a little beggar in a small alley who was being punched and kicked by a man, and the man scolded while beating back: "Look at you little rabbit cub if you dare to steal things in the future, let Lao Tzu see you next time and unload your legs." ”

The little beggar held his head, curled up, and was silently beaten, and there was a pool of blood on the ground, I don't know if it was a nosebleed or where it came from.

Feeling that the fight was almost over, and if he continued to fight, he might kill someone, so the man stopped and walked away scolding.

Wei Xing watched coldly from the sidelines, and when he saw the man leaving, he came to the little beggar, only to see that he was already dying, and the hand holding his head was weakly released, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground.

Hearing the footsteps, I thought that the man hadn't fought enough, so he turned back and trembled to protect the vital point.

"Put your hand on this stone. "Wei Xing naturally came over not because of sympathy and came to help, but simply because this little beggar looked like a nine-year-old child, and he didn't participate in the Ascending Immortal Conference, so let's see if there is a spiritual root.

As soon as he heard the voice and knew that it was not the man, the little beggar cowered and looked up, and saw the stone tablet next to Weixing and Weixing, looking at this stone tablet that suddenly appeared, the little beggar was a little dumbfounded.

"Put your hand on this stone. Weixing said it again.

Only then did the little beggar react, afraid that he would be beaten if he disobeyed, raised his trembling little hand, and gently touched the stone tablet, only to see that it emitted a silver brilliance, so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand and looked up at the celestial star in fear.

"Good qualifications. "Wei Xing didn't expect that this little beggar would have the same qualifications as himself, and he was a high-grade spiritual root. I didn't take those qualified people away before, not only because it was inconvenient to bring them, but also because the qualifications were not high, and it didn't matter if they gave up.

This little beggar with a high-grade spiritual root is different, after receiving the spirit measuring stone, Wei Xing picked up the little beggar horizontally, and there was a medicine shop not far away, so he raised his feet and walked over.

"You will be my disciple from now on. Weixing said to the little beggar in his arms.

The little beggar didn't know why, and when he saw that Weixing was going to take him away, he subconsciously felt very uneasy, and struggled to break free. How could a monk who was a fourth-level Qi cultivator be freed from his arms by a little beggar who was powerless and seriously injured.

He reassured: "Don't be afraid, I will be your master in the future, and I will protect you." ”

When the little beggar heard this, the intensity of his struggle weakened significantly. "Really?" said uneasiness.

Weixing nodded and said solemnly: "Really." ”

The little beggar seemed to believe Weixing's words, stopped struggling, grabbed the clothes on Weixing's chest, put his face on it, and fell asleep.

Holding the little beggar, Weixing walked into the pharmacy.