Songyue Peak is the place where the Songyue Sect, one of the five major cultivation sects of the Great Moon Country, is located, and it is the highest peak of the Songyue Mountain Range. This peak and mountain are extraordinary, the clouds and mist are all over the whole year in the middle of the mountain, the rare and exotic grasses are everywhere, and the towering ancient trees are innumerable.

In the mountains behind Songyue Peak, there is a small square paved with heavy bluestone that is as solid as iron.

At this time, a thin young man in Tsing Yi was kneeling on one knee in the square with his hands on the ground, his face was flushed, his chest was undulating, his breathing was short, and large beads of sweat fell to the ground along his gray temples between his ears.

The young man raised his head, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a straight nose, and although his delicate and pale face was full of exhaustion, a pair of narrow eyes under the thick black sword eyebrows were particularly bright and energetic.

"I can't even finish the most basic Tenglong Fist, are you really going to become an outer disciple? Try again, I can't go back again!" The young man looked at each other and pursed the corners of his mouth, his face full of determination.

Taking a deep breath, the young man gritted his teeth, and a trace of stubbornness flashed in his eyes.

"Hey!" With a soft shout, the young man took a step forward, followed by more than a dozen movements pouring out like a torrent, his legs like a strong bow, his spine was crisp, and his strength reached his arms.

"Drink!" the boy roared, clenched his fists, swung his arms like a hammer, and slammed the powerful force from his spine out of the forward trend. The cracking fist wind whistled, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying.

"Bang ......" The young man stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hey...... It's been more than three years, and my physique is getting worse and worse, and this set of the most basic Tenglong boxing is almost impossible to finish even once. The boy sat up with his hands on the ground, and muttered to himself.

"Hey, what's going on? Isn't this our Songyue Sect's genius Qin Deng, who has a seven-rank spiritual root and peerless qualifications? Why? This is the most basic, the Tenglong Fist that boils the body of a beginner disciple can be practiced into this virtue, hahaha......" Qin Deng was sitting on the ground depressed, when he suddenly heard a piercing ridicule and ridicule coming from the corner.

He turned his head to look at the place where he had come from, and saw a young man dressed in brocade and looking like a monkey, standing not far away grinning. The three or four outer disciples who followed behind him also looked at Qin Deng who was sitting on the ground and burst into exaggerated laughter.

The young man who looked like a big horse monkey, Qin Deng remembered that his name was Ma Jun, he was a high-flying and domineering person, and he was the hardcore dog leg of Liu Mingyu, the great-grandson of Elder Liu, and there were few weak disciples in the outer door who were not bullied by him.

This person's second-grade spiritual root, who has been cultivating in Songyue Gate for nearly ten years, is indeed the strongest among the outer disciples. It has reached the late stage of the spiritual root.

"Ma Jun, what are you doing here, how can your outer disciple break into the cultivation place of the inner disciple at will!" Qin Deng stood up, puffed up his chest, and looked directly at Ma Jun with his eyes. Although his body was weak and his body was thin, the whole person was as upright as a gun.

Ma Jun was stunned, his eyes flashed with a hint of panic, and then he didn't know what he thought, so he puffed up his chest and laughed.

"Qin Deng, you still think you were the seventh-grade spiritual root genius back then, what do you have to be proud of being beaten by Senior Brother Liu Mingyu to the withering spiritual root, and falling from an elite disciple to an inner disciple, haha......" Ma Jun mocked wantonly.

"Sue you, I passed by here on my way to Senior Brother Liu Mingyu. I have passes. ”

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you, Senior Brother Liu gave me two bottles of Spirit Pill to improve my strength, and asked me to improve my strength to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Root, and in the challenge competition three months later, tear off your last fig leaf, seize your qualification as an inner disciple, let you fall from the inner disciple to an outer disciple, and finally drive you out of the Songyue Sect. ”

"Hahaha...... Senior Brother Ma is right, practicing a set of basic boxing techniques has been tired like this, and he has really become a waste!"

"Senior Brother Ma, look at this situation, you can beat him all over the ground without using the Spirit Ascending Pill, haha......" An outer disciple behind Ma Jun echoed flatteringly.

"Senior Brother Ma, once you have cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Root, wouldn't you be able to go to the Spirit Seed Garden with other disciples of the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Root of the sect to select the Spirit Seed to build the foundation, once you get the Spirit Seed, the Spirit Seed Foundation is successfully established, and you become a true disciple, won't this waste have to take the initiative to bow every time you see you in the future......?"

Ma Jun thought of the scene of his success in cultivating spirits and becoming a true disciple, his heart was hot, and then he pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Hehe, I guess I can't wait for this waste to salute, maybe this waste will have been kicked out of the sect by then." ”

"Hahaha...... Rubbish...... Hahaha......" There was another wild laugh mixed with sarcasm behind him.

"Okay!Ma Jun, do you want to try it now......" Qin Deng slowly stood up, pursed his lips, and looked at Ma Jun with a calm face, a momentum slowly brewing.

Ma Jun was stunned when he heard this, looking at Qin Deng, who was calm and calm, his face was cloudy, and he couldn't help but feel empty in his heart.

He remembered that Qin Deng had only been in the field for less than two years, and he had beaten Liu Mingyu, who had been cultivated by countless elixirs since childhood, to the point of vomiting blood, and finally defeated Qin Deng by relying on the ice talisman given to him by Elder Liu for self-defense.

Although Qin Deng's skills have regressed greatly now, after all, Yu Wei back then still left an indelible memory in Ma Jun's heart.

It's better to wait until you go back and take the Ascending Spirit Pill, and strive to break through to the Great Perfection Realm of the Spirit Root.

"Haha, forget it today, I still have something to do, you wait for the challenge! Oh, by the way, Qin Deng, you will be sixteen years old in another year, Elder Song once said that you will not live to be sixteen years old. It doesn't matter, even if you only have a year left, I'll let you be tortured in the outer gate, haha......" Ma Jun came back to his senses and said. Immediately, he couldn't help but gloat and laughed a few times, and left the square with a few outer disciples.

After Ma Jun and his party left, dragging their tired bodies, Qin Deng returned to his residence.

The outer disciples, inner disciples, and elite disciples of the Songyue Sect all live in the back mountain, but the outer disciples are at the foot of the mountain, the inner disciples are on the mountainside, and the elite disciples live near the top of the mountain.

Qin Deng's residence was a hut on the mountainside.

Qin Deng sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and looked inward at his dantian, only to see that the depths of the dantian were originally vibrant, full of aura, as thick as the spiritual root of the little finger, and now like a dead tree root, lifeless, less than the thickness of chopsticks.

On the side of the spiritual root is an emerald green gourd the size of a baby's fist, thin in the middle, the lower part is larger than the upper part, and it is obovate-oval.

At the top of the gourd, there is a small section of gourd vine about two inches, which is intertwined with the spiritual root of Qin Deng, and there are two heart-shaped leaves on the vine, which are verdant and dripping. If you look closely, you can see that the gourd's belly is still slightly undulating.

Seeing this, Qin Dengqi didn't fight anywhere.

"This thief gourd is really killing a thousand knives, running to my dantian, eating my spiritual roots, drinking my essence blood, fattening this guy's gourd belly, when I saw it today, it actually grew two leaves silently, it seems that I won't stop if I don't suck me dry!"

Qin Deng concentrated, slowly carried the pitiful spiritual power in his body, and pushed towards the gourd, wanting to remove the gourd from the spiritual root.

The spiritual power slowly approached the gourd's belly, and he just wanted to manipulate the spiritual power to move the gourd away, but as a result, the gourd shook slightly, and Qin Deng's spiritual power disappeared without a trace.

Not only did he not remove the gourd, but the only little spiritual power in his body was swallowed up by the gourd. Spiritual power simply cannot get close to the spiritual root and nourish the spiritual root. Looking closely, this thief gourd seems to be a little greener.

Although things like this have been repeated countless times in the past three years, Qin Deng still feels very depressed.

"Hey, when will this spiritual root wither, the spiritual power will be lost, and the realm will slide to a head? When will this thief gourd hidden in my dantian wake up. It's been more than three years, and every day I devour all the spiritual power I have worked so hard to cultivate, not to mention, I also extract the essence of my spiritual root, and the essence and blood of my body. It's really more ruthless than a vampire!" Qin Deng sat cross-legged on the futon he meditated on, muttering to himself, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey...... Back then, if it wasn't for this thief gourd to help me block it, maybe Liu Mingyu's ice talisman would have made my soul fly away. Looking at the emerald green gourd in his body that had changed from the size of his little finger to the size of a baby's fist, Qin Deng shook his head and sighed.

It's been three years, it's been three years, what kind of life have I lived in the past three years......

Qin Deng's face was full of exhaustion and a wry smile, and he slowly fell into memory.

Qin Deng was born in a family of medicine merchants in Dayue Country, and his father's generation was even more prosperous, and his family medicine shops were almost all over all the cities of Dayue Country.

In this world where cultivators are valued and strength is respected, everyone knows that cultivating true can gain strength, live a long life, and even cultivate to become immortals and gain immortality.

However, without a spiritual root, ordinary mortals who cut off the path of cultivation are like ants.

Although Qin Deng's family is wealthy, compared to some princes and nobles of the Great Moon Kingdom, the royal relatives are too far apart, not to mention the Xiuzhen family and the Xiuzhen sect.

Without strength, no matter how rich you are, you are just a fat pig to be slaughtered!

Qin Deng is the only son of the main lineage, and in the primary selection test of the spiritual root qualification of the Great Moon Kingdom, Qin Deng was rated as: no spiritual root, no cultivation qualification. I didn't get the primary selection symbols issued by various sects.

Later, Qin Deng's father accidentally learned that there was a powerful figure in the Great Moon Kingdom who coveted the huge wealth of the Qin family, and was worried that there would be a cultivator in the Qin family.

There are very few people who have spiritual roots, and at most one person out of 100,000 people can have spiritual roots. Even if the chance of Qin Deng having a spiritual root is very small even if it is retested, because the Qin Deng family has never produced a person with a spiritual root since the beginning of the record.

But his father still did not give up, when Qin Deng was ten years old, when Songyuemen opened the mountain to recruit disciples, he sold more than half of the property in exchange for a large amount of spiritual grass. worked tirelessly, and traveled nearly 10,000 miles with Qin Deng and a large amount of spirit grass to Songyue Gate, wanting Qin Deng to do another spiritual root test.

If Qin Deng really has a spiritual root, of course it is the best.

If Qin Deng didn't have a spiritual root, he hoped that with the huge amount of spiritual grass, he could get away with letting Qin Deng stay in Songyue Gate and become a lowest-level outer disciple.

In this way, after a few years, Qin Deng returned to his secular home, and his identity would be very different. At least it can make those who covet the wealth of the Qin family have some scruples. The family's situation will be much better.

These spirit grasses were only the basic spirit grasses that were just in line with the cultivator's refining of the lowest-level elixir, but they were huge in number. A higher-grade spirit grass is not something that ordinary mortals can get, it is not something that can be bought with money.

But what Qin Deng's father didn't expect was that Qin Deng was actually tested to have the proud qualification of the seven-rank spiritual root, which caused a sensation in the entire sect of Songyue Sect. Directly became an elite disciple.

Qin Deng also lived up to his talent and entered the country. In less than two years, he has cultivated to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Root, which is far beyond the cultivation degree of the ordinary seven-grade spiritual root qualification, which makes the upper echelons of the Songyue Gate overjoyed.

It is even rumored that a long-lost elder said that after he reached the age of twelve, he would accept him as a disciple. For a time, Qin Deng's limelight was strong, and no one could compare, and even other sects learned that Songyuemen had recruited an amazing genius disciple.

Qin Deng is so dazzling, of course some people are jealous. The grandson of Elder Liu of the sect, Liu Mingyu is one of the people who is most unpleasant to Qin Deng.

Before Qin Deng went up the mountain, Liu Mingyu of the Sixth Rank Spiritual Root was one of the most talented people among the disciples of the Spiritual Root Realm, relying on his grandfather to be an elder of the sect, he hugged and bullied the weak.

Since Qin Deng went up the mountain, every time they meet, they are yin and yang, and there are many provocations. However, Qin Deng's family education is good, he is reasonable and humble, and he is dedicated to cultivation, and he is extremely hardworking.

It wasn't until three years ago that he bumped into Liu Mingyu and wanted to bully a female disciple with a weak personality, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so Qin Deng came out angrily to fight Liu Mingyu.

Liu Mingyu was beaten by the talented Qin Deng and vomited blood, and with a ruthless sacrifice, he sacrificed the ice talisman given to him by his great-ancestor Elder Liu for self-defense, and Qin Deng, a genius who had been in the field for less than two years, was beaten to the point that his soul was almost scattered and he fainted.

This Ice Talisman was an offensive spirit talisman that Elder Liu had cultivated, and it could even be threatened by ordinary people who had cultivated in the foundation building period. Although Qin Deng was extremely talented, his cultivation time was too short, and his strength level was too different, so he could not be spared in the end.

Now he still clearly remembers that before he fainted, he vaguely heard a weak voice: "Work hard to cultivate, don't die, wait for me to wake up." ”

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