Chapter 3: Spiritual Roots

A black dot emerged from the air in the distance, slowly growing larger, and landed in the open space in front of the Wang's Mansion with a gust of wind.

At this time, the guards and maids in front of the royal family were already stunned, when they could see that people could fly in the air, and they were riding on a flying sword.

"Quickly inform your master, we have come to bring people. "There were two men in their twenties, both with indifferent faces, and with a sense of pride in their mouths, and their eyes looked at everyone like a swarm of ants.

The butler standing in front of the door rushed in like a stream of urine to report.

And Wang Wenting, who was in the lobby, had already heard the movement, and led everyone to come out, he looked humble, and said respectfully: "The two immortal masters have come from afar, and they have worked hard, please enter the mansion, drink a cup of fragrant tea, and then leave." ”

"No, we were ordered to come and take away the teenager who was tested, and leave immediately. The young man who seemed to be the leader frowned and said indifferently.

"Yes, yes, I'll arrange it right away. Wang Wenting didn't dare to be disobedient, and nodded again and again.

Wang Xiaofan saw it in his eyes, clenched his fists, and secretly swore in his heart that he must stay and become a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

The young immortal master led by him chanted a mantra in his mouth, pointed at the flying sword, and shouted: "Hurry!" saw that the flying sword suddenly became larger, and its volume soared, enough to stand down everyone.

"Stand on top of the flying swords in turn, and do not be afraid. ”

The young men were deeply shocked at this time, when they would see such a spell, their faces were full of respect, and their hearts were in awe. Hearing this, they honestly stood up one by one.

After everyone stood on the flying sword, the two teenagers did not greet Wang Wenting. He shouted, "Get up!" The flying sword suddenly shot into the sky, shooting into the distance, and disappeared in an instant.

Wang Wenyuan watched Wang Xiaofan leave, his eyes followed the direction of departure, looked at it for a long time, and only after a long time did he retract his eyes full of expectation, his face was pale, thinking that it was the injury he suffered yesterday, and slowly he staggered outward.

Looking at Wang Wen's distant figure, Wang Wenshan looked at Wang Wenting and said worriedly: "Big brother, although that kid is in the blood of our Wang family, this kid doesn't have the same heart as us, if he is chosen by the immortal master, then we offended him before, it's not our blessing!"

Wang Wenting sneered quietly: "Second brother, don't worry, this kid's body is extremely weak, looking at his short-lived appearance, how could he be chosen by the immortal master." You can rest assured!"

Wang Wenting's heart is extremely stable, and the most likely person to be chosen must be his son Wang Shujin, not to mention that he also asked Wang Shujin to bring a secret treasure.

The white clouds spread white under the feet, as if they had become white ground. Upwards the sky is blue, and downwards the earth is white. The flying sword advanced at a rapid pace, and the wind blew so violently that it was impossible to open your eyes.

Wang Xiaofan stood under the flying sword, clenching his fist tightly, not letting his nervous mood be revealed. He maintained a calm look on his face.

The young immortal master who was the leader suddenly glanced back at Wang Xiaofan, and with a light 'huh', he showed a little appreciation.

Suddenly, there was a violent fall, and the teenagers felt a feeling of weightlessness in vain. After a while, the young immortal master led by him said coldly: "It's here, you guys go down!"

Only then did the young man of the Wang family find that the flying sword had fallen to the ground and came to an unknown place.

Wang Xiaofan stepped down from the flying sword and raised his eyes to look at the environment. It is a small valley, with many trees, all kinds of unknown flowers and plants, extremely prosperous, it seems to have endless vitality lurking, there is a faint fragrance in the air, smell it, immediately feel that the spirit seems to be much better, the air is floating with clouds, it makes people seem to have come to fairyland. Looking above the valley, the majestic mountains rise as if they are about to break through the sky, making people feel insignificant.

At this moment, there were already dozens of teenagers in the valley, standing among them, men and women. The eyes they looked at Wang Xiaofan and the others seemed to contain hostility.

"Now that it's all here, let's line up one by one and come to test if there is a spiritual root. In the open space in front of him, there was already a long case with a white jade ball on it. In front of the desk sat an elderly man in his fifties, with a green robe and a long beard, looking like an immortal, fluttering like an immortal, as if he wanted to return with the wind.

The two young immortal masters who had sent Wang Xiaofan here respectfully saluted the old man and stood behind him.

Wang Shujin thought that he already knew the situation here, so he led everyone to line up quickly.

The teenagers in the valley lined up in several lines according to their families.

The old man opened his closed eyes, and a fine light erupted from them, shining with essence, as if he could see through everything about the teenagers, and the teenagers did not dare to look at him, and they all lowered their heads.

"Let's start with the leftmost one!"

The old man's voice fell, and out of the leftmost team came a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with a healthy body and bright eyes, but at this moment his heart was full of apprehension, and he walked up to the old man, looking at a loss.

"Put your hands on the test orb. The old man said indifferently.

The young man followed his words and put his hands on the jade ball on the case, but the jade ball did not react for a while.

"There is no spiritual root, stand in the open space on the left. The old man announced with a blank face.

When the young man heard this, the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained, and the whole person walked into the open space like a walking corpse.

"Next. ”

Another teenager stepped out, carefully placing his hands on the jade ball.

For a moment, there was still no response.

"If you don't have a spiritual root, you can also go to the open space on the left and stand up. ”

The speed of the test was very fast, and half of the teenagers had been tested, but none of them had a spiritual root.

"Next. The old man frowned slightly, looking a little impatient.

At this time, it was a girl who walked out, with ice muscles and jade skin, and a jade waist in her hand, straight like a person in a painting, a fairy in the sky, dripping into the world, a wonderful beauty.

"The Murong family, it's the Murong family, it's Murong Yue, I didn't expect her to come today. ”

"It is said that she has been able to gather spiritual energy since she was a child, and she must have a spiritual root in her body. ”

Wang Xiaofan listened to everyone's discussions, his frowning brows eased slightly, it seems that the test here is whether he has a spiritual root, and it has nothing to do with the strength of his body, thinking of this, he can't help but feel relieved, if it is a test of physical fitness, he will definitely have no chance at all. But he looked at the young man who failed the test in the open space on the left, and his heart couldn't help but tighten again, I don't know what this spiritual root is, it looks very rare.

Murong Yue walked to the front of the case, put her hands on the jade ball, and after a while, the jade ball gradually emitted a faint light, and slowly the glimmer turned into a strong blue light.

"Wood attribute spirit root, excellent qualifications, good, great. The old man in charge of the test had his eyes shining in vain, and he applauded in surprise.

Wang Xiaofan's thoughts were interrupted, and when he raised his head, he saw Murong Yue's hands leaving the jade ball, but seeing that her face was calm, she was not surprised or happy, as if it was just a trivial matter, and she was not surprised at all.

"Stand on the right, and I'll show you the palm later." The old man said with joy on his face, gentlely, presumably Murong Yue's qualifications made him very satisfied.

Murong Yue nodded, the lotus step moved lightly, the jade body was like a Qiong branch swaying slightly, like a fairy, walking to the open space on the right, walking around, like dancing, like a fairy falling, making people think about it again and again.

"Next. The old man's voice seemed to be in spirit, and there was a hint of vitality in his tone.

The speed of the test is extremely fast, except for the teenagers of the Wang family, the other major families have all completed the test, in addition to Murong Yue, two more teenagers have measured the spiritual root. Judging from the old man's face, the spiritual roots possessed by these two teenagers should be ordinary, but this also made the teenagers envious.

"Next. ”

Wang Shujin, as the son of the patriarch, was of course the first to go up to the test. He respectfully bowed to the old man before he walked over to the desk and put his hands on the test orb.

After a while, the jade ball did not react.

The old man announced, "There is no spiritual root, stand in the open space on the left." ”

When Wang Shujin heard this, his face turned pale instantly, but when he thought of the treasure his father gave him, his heart was a little more settled.

"Master Immortal, the little one brought a gift from home, and asked the Immortal Master to take care of it for the sake of filial piety. After speaking, without waiting for the old man to react, he took out a cloth bag from his arms.

The old man was quite disdainful when he heard this, what good things can you have as a secular family. But he still opened the cloth bag, only to see that there was something like stone and water inside.

"Chalcedony. When the old man saw it, his eyes suddenly burst into a burst of light, this is a good thing for cultivating the earth system. He carefully checked it for a while, and after making sure that it was correct, his face became even more happy, which was just right for his spiritual root cultivation.

"Well, I took this chalcedony, for the sake of this chalcedony, you can worship under my door and be a registered disciple. In the future, if you perform well, you can pass on to the true disciple without tasting it. The old man took the chalcedony into his bosom and said with a happy face.

"Named disciple?" Wang Shujin was stunned when he heard this.

"What's the matter, you're still not satisfied?" the old man shouted, and a majestic aura emanated from his body.

Wang Shujin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly bowed to the ground: "Don't dare, the disciple visits the master." ”

"Well, you can also go and stand in the open space on the right!" the old man said coldly.

"Yes. Although it was only a registered disciple, it was enough to make the teenagers who failed to pass envious, and Wang Shujin walked to the open space on the right with satisfaction.

"Next. ”

"Next. ”

After repeated tests to no avail, Wang Xiaofan was finally the only one left untested. Except for Wang Shujin, who was accepted as a registered disciple, none of the young people in the Wang family had a spiritual root.

"What kind of ancient bloodline is this, there has been no one with a spiritual root for decades, next time you should report to the sect and cancel the Wang family's qualification to participate in the spiritual root selection. The old man said impatiently. "The last one. ”

Wang Xiaofan's spirits perked up, he thought of the insult his father suffered, and he worked hard to get the qualification for this election, and when he thought of the expectation on his father's face when he left, his eyes became more and more firm.

"You must have a spiritual root. Wang Xiaofan clenched his fists and shouted deeply in his heart.

After a while, the old man announced coldly: "There is no spiritual root, and it is not qualified." ”

This cold voice was like a sharp sword penetrating Wang Xiaofan's soul in an instant, and Wang Xiaofan's face instantly became extremely pale, without a trace of blood. He thought that his father's expectations and insults had been exchanged for such results. He walked into the middle of the group in a daze, full of thoughts about how to explain to his father.

Think of what a proud man his father was, and what humiliation he suffered for him, and in exchange for such a result.

What to do.

Unwilling.

But so what!