Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The three of them looked eagerly at the middle-aged man whom Yun Ningshuang called Senior Brother Wu. As for the young man in long robes and another person, they were ignored. They were not stupid and could see that the middle-aged man had a higher status.

"Let's go, follow me." The middle-aged man said, and walked forward.

The three followed closely, but the fat boy Zhou Peng couldn't help but ask: "Wu, Senior Brother Wu, where are we going..."

The middle-aged man stopped, and before he could speak, the young man in long robes beside him suddenly shouted: "Shut up, you can call him Senior Brother Wu? After all, he is a country bumpkin, without any rules."

Zhou Peng was so scared that his fat body trembled and his feet became weak. Wang Fu quickly helped the fat boy to prevent him from falling down. But the young man in long robes didn't want to let him go easily. Then he snorted coldly, as if a thunder exploded in the ears of the three people, especially Wang Fu, who was taken care of by him. He felt a dull pain in his chest and almost couldn't breathe.

"Hmph!"

Wang Fu immediately fell to the ground. Wang Fu and Zhou Peng were not much better. The three rolled in a pile, looking very embarrassed.

"Okay, they just entered the sect and haven't practiced yet. I don't know if it's not wrong."

Fortunately, the middle-aged man waved his hand and said indifferently, "Remember, in the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. The same is true for our Luoyu Sect. There is no order of entry into the sect. Only strength is important."

"My name is Wu Jianyang. You should call me uncle. This is my disciple Wei Ming, who is of the same generation as you. As for Zhao Zelin and Sister Yun who escorted you, they are the direct disciples of Elder Jindan. You can talk to each other." The middle-aged man pointed to the two people beside him one after another.

"Yes, Uncle Wu."

Wang Fu and the other two were frightened and no longer relaxed.

After a while, they came to a hall, the General Affairs Hall.

"Put your hands on the spirit tablet in turn."

Wu Jianyang pointed to the huge stone tablet as high as a square foot in the hall and motioned Wang Fu and the other two to go forward.

The three of them looked at each other. Zhou Peng was still in shock and tugged at Wang Fu's clothes. Wang Fu sighed in his heart and stretched out his hand to the spirit tablet.

In less than one or two breaths, a golden light slowly emerged on the stone tablet, followed by... green, blue, red, yellow, and five-color light evenly distributed on the stone tablet.

"Puff..." Zhao Zelin saw the five-color light and sneered directly, "I thought it was some kind of spiritual root, but I didn't expect it to be the most rubbish five-element mixed spiritual root."

"That's right, a small village in the mountains, it's good to have spiritual roots, you can't expect too much, anyway, it's just a process."

Wang Fu looked at the five colors on the stone tablet and listened to the sneers beside him. He knew that his qualifications were not good.

"Junior Brother Zhao, Elder Zhu from Wutong Village has been kind to the sect, you should restrain yourself a little." Wu Jianyang frowned slightly.

Wang Fu hated it in his heart, but didn't dare to show it.

Suddenly, a loud laugh came from outside the palace.

"Hahaha... Senior Brother Wu, you can't say that. Our Luoyu Sect is also a well-known immortal cultivation sect in Daxia Country. It is a loss of status to accept a person with mixed spiritual roots of the five elements. Are you not allowed to say it?"

A middle-aged man with a round belly and less than five feet tall walked over slowly. He was dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, with two splayed mustaches that were shiny, and a big front tooth gleamed with golden light. This person walked closer and touched his mustache, and smiled and stepped forward: "I went to the mortal world and found three boys with spiritual roots. I didn't expect to meet Senior Brother Wu who was also testing people's spiritual roots by chance."

Behind him were three teenagers in their teens.

"Brother Jin, you are so lucky. You found three good talents for the sect in one trip. Congratulations." Wu Jianyang nodded, and then said to Wang Fu and the other two, "This is Jin Xianggui, your Uncle Jin."

"Uncle Jin..." Wang Fu and the other two greeted him, and in their hearts they had already given this middle-aged man who was less than five feet tall a nickname - Big Gold Teeth.

"No, no," Big Gold Teeth didn't even bother to look at Wang Fu and the others, "Since it's such a coincidence that we all meet to test our spiritual roots together, why don't Brother Wu bet on me to compete?"

"I'm just a small fortune, Brother Jin, I don't think much of me." Wu Jianyang wanted to refuse, this guy's reputation is not very good.

"Alas..." Big Gold Teeth raised his voice, "If Senior Brother Wu is considered a petty bourgeois after practicing for so many years, then aren't we, the junior brothers, even more miserable?"

"I heard that Senior Brother Wu got a 500-year-old flame-patterned grass a few days ago. Senior Brother also knows that the technique I practice is of fire attribute. Senior Brother can't use it anyway, so why not take a gamble?" Big Gold Teeth grinned, and suddenly golden light flashed, "I have a 600-year-old wood attribute spiritual herb..."

"What spiritual herb?" Wu Jianyang was tempted, because the technique he practiced was of wood attribute.

"Hehe... Green Light Grass."

"Green Light Grass..." Wu Jianyang pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed, "Since Junior Brother Jin is so kind, how can I, Wu, refuse."

"Senior Brother, you are straightforward." Da Jin Ya waved his hand and called to the three teenagers behind him, "Liu Yang, go and try."

One of the three teenagers walked out, he raised his head slightly, a little arrogant, but he was dressed in luxurious clothes, compared to Wang Fu and the three teenagers in coarse linen clothes, he did have the capital to be proud.

The light appeared on the spirit tablet, red, yellow and green.

"Well, not bad, the three spiritual roots of fire, earth and wood are medium." Da Jin Ya said confidently, "Haha... Senior Brother Wu, thank you."

Wu Jianyang's face did not change, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry, but Wang Fu could feel a hint of malice towards him.

"Oh, it's really an unprovoked disaster." He felt bitter.

"Cao Jiang, Zhang Sen, you two go too." Da Jin Ya waved his hand, signaling the other two elegant boys beside him to go for the test, "Brother Wu, I'll let these two guys take the test first, don't you mind?"

"No problem, since we're betting, we'll see the final result." Wu Jianyang's face was calm.

A moment later, the two's test ended, and three rays of light appeared on the spirit test tablet.

Gold, yellow, green.

Blue, red, yellow.

The three boys brought by Da Jin Ya all had medium three spiritual roots.

"I'm really disappointed that there's not a single superior spiritual root." Da Jin Ya spread his hands, pretending to be sorry, but everyone present could see his pride.

Medium spiritual roots have already exceeded most cultivators. Not to mention other sects, even in Luoyu Sect, there are very few cultivators with superior spiritual roots.

"You two, go take the test too." Wu Jianyang couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Zhou Peng glanced at Wang Feng, who was even more cowardly than himself, and sighed. After all, he had taken on everything by himself, but he had forgotten that he had just asked Wang Fu to take the lead.

His chubby hands were placed on the cold stone tablet, and soon, a light suddenly appeared.

The golden and blue lights were particularly dazzling.