Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

Three months later, the day of Xuanyang Patriarch’s Golden Immortal Tribulation is coming.

Cui Zhengming led Xu Changan and Cui Zhiyuan across the void and walked towards the back mountain of Tianfu Immortal Sect.

There is a large square in the back mountain.

A huge golden divine bell is placed in the middle of the square.

Three thousand feet away, hundreds of people were standing here in the distance, all staring at the giant bell in the middle of the square.

"Dad, why is there suddenly an extra bell here?"

Cui Zhiyuan asked curiously.

"Haha..." Cui Zhengming smiled, looking like he was a teacher, and said: "You don't know this, right? This clock is called [Wenxian Golden Bell]."

"Ask Immortal Golden Bell?"

Cui Zhiyuan asked strangely: "What is that?"

Cui Zhengming did not answer his son's question. Instead, he turned to look at Xu Changan and asked, "Wuwei, what kind of spiritual root do you have?"

"Senior Brother Wuwei, I'm curious too!" Cui Zhiyuan followed.

Xu Changan said: "Back to Master, this disciple has the five elements spiritual roots!"

Spiritual roots, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are exposed and can be seen through at a glance.

But the light and darkness of the thunder, wind and ice are in the dark, and cannot be seen without the help of some special means.

For example, back then, Xu Changan was already at the Mahayana Emperor level in the world of cultivation, but he still couldn't see through his daughter's spiritual roots. This was the reason.

Therefore, Cui Zhengming naturally cannot verify the authenticity of his answer to the Five Elements Spiritual Roots at this moment.

"In this world of cultivation!" Cui Zhengming continued: "In the world of cultivation, as well as the immortals of the Caotou Four Realms in the fairy world, their qualifications all depend on their spiritual roots!"

"But after crossing the four realms of Caotou and arriving at the five realms of eternity, the level of the immortal's qualifications will not be determined by spiritual roots!"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Changan's brows twitched.

New knowledge!

New knowledge not recorded in Xianlu Zatan.

"Master, please enlighten me!" Xu Changan handed over his hand.

Cui Zhengming said: "Did you know that this breakthrough to the Golden Immortal will jump out of the [Long River of Destiny]?"

Xu Changan nodded and said, "Disciple has heard of it!"

"Then do you know what it means to jump out of the river of fate?" Cui Zhengming looked at Xu Changan with a smile.

Xu Changan said: "This... I don't know much about this, but I guess I can get rid of the shackles of fate!"

"Hehehe..." Cui Zhengming smiled, then shook his head and said: "To get rid of the shackles of fate, I have a bold word to say, that is, the venerables who have reached the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Holy Realm can get rid of the shackles of fate. ?”

"Jumping out of the river of fate is just a way of saying it, it doesn't really mean jumping out of the shackles of fate!"

"When it comes to cultivating all things in this world, their qualifications all depend on their spiritual roots!"

"There are good and bad spiritual roots. During practice, those with good spiritual roots will make great progress, while those with poor spiritual roots will stop moving forward!"

"The most unfair thing in the world is this!"

"But after arriving at Jinxian, all this will no longer exist!"

Cui Zhengming took a deep breath and said: "After reaching Jinxian, no matter what spiritual roots you have, the spiritual roots in your body will turn into nothingness and disappear without a trace!"

"Those talents related to spiritual roots will also disappear!"

"This is what is called jumping out of [the river of destiny]."

"After passing through the Golden Immortal Heavenly Tribulation and the spiritual roots disappear, there will be a line of luck between heaven and earth entrusted to the Golden Immortal's true body. This trace of luck is the talent level of the monks after the Golden Immortal. In the fairy world, collectively known as For the root of your feet!”

"That's right!" At this moment, a middle-aged man not far away suddenly took over and said, "That's exactly what Senior Brother Zhengming said!"

"The so-called "jumping out of the river of destiny" can actually be understood as reshaping one's own destiny!"

"Because this bit of luck when you became a Golden Immortal has nothing to do with your previous spiritual roots!"

"Even the spiritual roots of that level, after being reshaped, can obtain a first-grade root foot, which is the lowest level in the immortal world!"

"And some originally inferior spiritual roots, after being reshaped, can actually obtain a sixth or seventh grade heel, and so on, there are too many to mention!"

"Of course, the sixth and seventh grades are a bit exaggerated, but there are many ordinary spiritual roots that turn into fourth and fifth grade heels!"

Xu Changan's outlook was shattered.

Didn't expect it to be like this?

This is what the so-called "jumping out of the river of destiny" means.

It means that at this time of Jinxian, everyone has to start over and get another chance to choose talents based on luck.

Unbelievable.

"Dad, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Cui Zhiyuan next to him had long been impatient: "Didn't I ask you what the big clock is for?"

"Why are you talking so much?"

As soon as he said this, the people around him looked at him sideways.

Xu Changan also curled his lips.

However, Cui Zhengming chuckled and did not care about his son's rebuttal, but said: "This [Asking Immortal Golden Bell] is a test for breaking through the Golden Immortal and reshaping one's own destiny!"

"When the time comes, apply your own blood to this golden bell, and the golden bell will shine!"

"A ray of light represents the first grade of root!"

"The two rays of light represent the second-grade root feet!"

"And so on!"

After saying this, everyone understood.

Cui Zhiyuan asked again: "Dad, I want to ask about the Immortal Golden Bell. Is there only one Immortal World?"

"That's not true?" Cui Zhengming smiled, shook his head and said: "Daluo Jinxian can be refined. As long as you pay a certain price, you can also buy it in the Chamber of Commerce!"

Buzz buzz buzz...

At this moment, a wave of energy suddenly came from between heaven and earth.

Everyone turned their heads and looked into the distance.

A red light flew from the sky, and then in an instant, it crossed countless spaces and landed on the huge golden bell.

Duang...

A distant bell sounded, and it was so loud that it echoed in all directions.

The man on the golden bell had white hair and beard, and was wearing a white Taoist robe.

"Meet the ancestor..."

"Meet the ancestor Xuanyang..."

Clatter...

All the people at the scene knelt on the ground and saluted the ancestor Xuanyang.

Xu Changan didn't want to kneel, but he didn't dare not kneel.

"Everyone get up!"

A deep voice came.

Everyone also stood up.

Xu Changan raised his head and his eyes fell on the golden bell again.

Compared with the huge golden bell, the old man was as small as an ant, but the huge aura projected from the tiny ant was frightening.

Is this the powerful Xuanxian?

Moreover, he is the twelfth level of the peak Xuanxian?

"You have to wait for a moment. The disciple Pingyongzi under the seat of the Meritorious Immortal Lord will be here soon!"

"He will be a witness!"

Hearing this, everyone was moved.

Some were solemn, some were excited, and some were full of expectations.

The Meritorious Immortal Lord is also a Golden Immortal, but he is in this world. Legend has it that he is an outer disciple of the twelve Golden Immortals on Kunlun Mountain.

He sent someone here, which is a great honor!

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