Comprehension Starts With Cultivating Spiritual Roots

Preacher Elder escaped from the mountain, and then a white rainbow flew from a distance.

Baimang dispersed, and a middle-aged man with a face with Chinese characters appeared.

He slapped his waist with one hand, an aura of light gushing out, and then a huge immortal boat appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

"The handyman disciple and the unsuccessful Outer Sect disciple go down the mountain by themselves, and the Outer Sect disciple who feels successful enters my immortal boat, I will take you to the Taoist Temple!" the middle-aged man said in a solemn voice.

"You Lao Elder escorted." All the Outer Sect disciples saluted, and then all entered the fairy boat,

"You are the handyman disciple that Uncle Mo said, and you go in too." The middle-aged man looked at Yang Buyi.

"Thank you Elder." Yang did not salute easily and also boarded the Xianzhou.

A group of handyman disciples glanced at Xianzhou enviously, and turned back down the mountain unwillingly.

As for those Outer Sect disciples who have never felt successful, their eyes are red, and there is a deep shame in envy.

The middle-aged man saw that everyone had entered the immortal boat, and drove the immortal boat out of the sky, and in a blink of an eye he came to a Great Hall.

He took away the immortal boat, everyone appeared, and then solemnly said:

"The journey of cultivating immortals is extremely difficult and dangerous. It is not a great opportunity, great fortune, and great wisdom. Today, more than one hundred Foundation Building masters from our sect are here to choose their disciples. Whether you can become their disciples depends on each good fortune. "

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man threw a jade talisman into the sky.

The jade charm turned into a huge white crane and rushed into the sky, then burst out on the dome, turning into a dazzling group of white lights and rushing to the peaks in all directions.

Just a few dozen breaths before and after, I saw a cluster of visions in the sky, with more than a hundred rays of various colors blasting from all directions, blasting with a thunderous force, and the momentum was as big as a blue Nine Heavens.

When Yang Buyi waited for someone to see, he knew that someone was coming, and his breathing couldn't help speeding up.

Shoo!

Those escape lights fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the Great Hall, turning them into a master of the Foundation Building with a fairy style.

The Master of the Foundation Building is so powerful. With more than a hundred gazes swept away, everyone did not dare to look up and look at him. The aura of an absolute master made everyone feel a little breathless.

But they quickly reduced their breath.

"Junior Brother Huang, how many disciples have you recruited this time?" a beautiful plump young woman asked with a smile.

"A total of 4,232 people were recruited this time, and 189 people were not successful. There are a lot of good seedlings, even..."

The middle-aged man paused, showing a mysterious smile, showing off the mysteriousness.

"Even what?"

When everyone saw his appearance, their pupils gathered a little and stared at him.

"This time there is also a perfect Spiritual Roots owner!"

The middle-aged man said every word.

"What? Perfect Spiritual Roots? Where is he?"

All the masters were shocked, and their penetrating eyes swept across the crowd.

"Senior brothers, don't look at him, the man has been taken away by the ancestor himself." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"The ancestor... the ancestor took it away?" Everyone was taken aback, and then they nodded in relief.

If you wait for a good seedling, they won't be able to teach it. If it falls into their hands, it would be a misunderstanding.

Because the level of Spiritual Roots is divided into six levels: waste, ordinary, good, best, perfect, Innate, and so on.

With perfect Spiritual Roots, you already have the prerequisites to become the ancestor of Nascent Soul. As long as the follow-up resources keep up, the Nascent Soul realm is almost a certainty.

An ancestor of the Nascent Soul realm is a giant everywhere, and can protect Sect from foreign enemies for more than a thousand years.

Without turning the gods out, the cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm in this ordinary cultivation world can walk in all directions and run wild.

It's no wonder they are so shocked when they hear of the perfect Spiritual Roots. After all, they have the potential to become the ancestors of Nascent Soul.

All the disciples heard it with envy. The disciple who was accepted by the ancestor had almost ascended the sky in one step. All kinds of resources were thrown on him, and he would lack the joy of cultivation.

"Well, time is precious, I will go back to pill refining later, hurry up and choose someone." After a long-faced cultivator with a cold look finished speaking, he immediately escaped into the Great Hall.

The masters of the Foundation Building glanced at each other and rushed in.

"There are 108 Masters of the Foundation Building. If you can be accepted by them, the future cultivation will be easier. If there is no such fairy relationship, in addition to the monthly payment issued by Sect. , You need to earn Contribution Points on your own.” The middle-aged man said.

"Sect 108 Peak, every peak master is a master in the Foundation Building realm. If you can worship them and be guided by them, it will be infinitely useful, and your practice will be thousands of miles away." A disciple said excitedly.

The middle-aged man saw that the disciples became excited, and said: "The disciples who have the best Spiritual Roots go in!"

A hundred disciples walked out and walked into the Great Hall.

Dozens of interest passed.

The middle-aged man said again: "A disciple who has a good Spiritual Roots go in."

More than a thousand disciples walked in.

Soon, I saw dozens of escape lights from the ascending of Great Hall, rushing into the sky and disappearing.

"What? Don't those Elder choose anymore?" Seeing this, some of the Outer Sect disciples who had not yet entered, couldn't help but become nervous.

"The major peak masters will only select a few disciples with better aptitudes or more favorites. Most of us will not be selected." A disciple sighed.

Sure enough, as soon as his voice fell, most of the disciples who had entered before came out dejected.

The middle-aged man seemed to be accustomed to it, and continued: "The disciples who have Mortal Spiritual Roots go in."

This time, the remaining thousands of people squeezed in mightily, all wanting to stand in the forefront for the major peak owners to see and find a trace of immortality.

Yang Buyi followed the crowd into the Great Hall, raised his eyes and saw that everyone on the Foundation Building was sitting in the air, looking back and forth, as if looking for his favorite disciple.

Seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but get nervous, because he also wanted to be selected by Elder. If someone taught, who would want to work alone?

Who doesn't want a master to teach?

You can see the longing in his heart by squeezing forward quietly, no one cares about Face at this time.

"I once got a Thunder Cultivation Technique when I went out to practice. You have Thunder Spiritual Roots just suitable for cultivation. Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" A white-haired old man used Divine Sense to lock an Outer Sect disciple .

"I am willing, I am willing!" The disciple immediately jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"Very well, let's go." The white-haired old man took him a hand and immediately took him away.

"A rare disciple of Spiritual Roots of Thunder appeared, and the "Spring Thunder" that perished the old man is considered to be a successor." A beautiful woman laughed.

"There seems to be an ice attribute disciple below, and your luck seems to be good too!" a middle-aged man with a sword eyebrow star smiled.

"You found all of this." The beautiful woman smiled, looked down, and asked aloud: "Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

"The disciple is willing!" A beautiful girl stepped forward and nodded in response.

"Very good!" The beautiful woman laughed very satisfied.

"Let's not waste time, just choose!" a burly man said loudly.

Before they spoke, I saw that some of the Outer Sect disciples below were suddenly excited, and then they walked forward and waited obediently.

How can everyone know that the masters are transmitting to them Divine Sense? Seeing that they have not been selected, they can't help but become anxious.

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