My Projections Are All Holy Spirit Root

Chapter 146 Unprecedented Golden Glory

Xu Jun did not stay in the world of Sword Dao for long.

The next day, when he breathed in spiritual energy, he went to another world.

That projection world of Pixu Sacred Body.

Name: Xu Yi

Age: 8 years old

Cultivation: None

Talents: Pixu Sacred Body (hidden), Demon God Sacred Body (pseudo)

Today, Xu Yi, who is eight years old, is already 1.5 meters tall.

That's right, eight years old and one meter five.

Even Xu Jun himself doesn't know how his projection grew to be so tall.

However, thinking about Xu Yi's father, Xu Mao's height of 2.2 meters, and the muscles as strong as a hill, Xu Jun vaguely understood.

After all, this is just his projection, not his genetic inheritance.

Therefore, it is understandable that he looks a little burlier.

"Son, it's time to go home for dinner."

A thunderous sound rang in his ears, startling Xu Jun, who had just possessed him, and almost came back to his senses.

Then, he saw Xu Yi, who was lying on the ground counting ants, jumped up and followed his father happily.

Xu Jun suddenly discovered that this projection seemed a bit not very smart.

Compared to Sword Dao boy, there is a huge difference.

After returning home, the meal was already prepared. An adult cow and an adult goat.

A gentleman eats in silence. When the father and son eat, they just work hard. Apart from the sound of chewing, there is no other sound.

This kind of devouring food made Xu Jun feel hungry even in his spiritual state.

I really don’t understand why I can feel hungry even if I don’t have a body?

Hey, it’s all because the father and son eat so deliciously!

After finishing his meal, Xu Mao wiped his mouth with his oily hands. Then, a burst of flames appeared on his hands and mouth.

After burning, all the grease residue will disappear.

Oh, it turns out that physical training can also cast spells.

However, the objects they use their spells on are somewhat different.

People release flames to attack their enemies, and they release flames to wash their own faces and hands.

Xu Jun sensed the intensity of the flames, and somehow he had the power of Qi Refining Late Stage.

But after Xu Mao used it to wash his face, there wasn't even the slightest mark on his skin...

Physical training is physical training, what else can Xu Jun say?

Xu Yi picked up the towel, wiped his face and hands randomly, and then said: "Dad, when will I be able to be like you?"

Xu Mao said without hesitation: "This is a Rank One Late Stage spell. As long as you train your body to the Rank One Late Stage, you can use it casually."

Xu Jun was secretly shocked when he heard this.

Rank One Late Stage is the Qi Refining Late Stage.

As long as your body is well trained, you don't need to worry about the same level of magic?

Physical training is too perverted.

By the way, when I was taking the unified examination, I met Zhang Peiyuan, who was also a physical practitioner. Was he Rank One or something?

Hey, forget it, it’s just the guy with one sword, no matter what he does.

Seeing that his son was not wiped clean enough, Xu Mao grabbed the towel and wiped it hard several times. However, he found that instead of wiping it clean, his son's face was completely stained.

He put down the towel calmly and said: "Son, you are already eight years old. According to the rules of our ancestors, you need to go to the temple when you are eight years old to see if you have the talent to learn the ancestral skills."

Xu Yi was overjoyed and said, "Dad, I can finally go."

"Yeah, our physical training is different from those sissies who play magic. We can't formally learn until our bodies are strong." Xu Mao pushed his son and said, "Go, ask your mother to wipe your face clean." , and then we go to the temple.”

Sissy?

Xu Jun:…………

"Okay." Xu Yi jumped away.

Then, the woman's scolding quickly sounded in the room.

Xu Mao turned a deaf ear and walked outside the yard. After waiting for a while, he was beaten several times by his mother, but Xu Yi, who had thick skin and rough flesh, ran out without caring.

This made Xu Jun more and more certain that the IQ of the projections should be focused on the projection of Sword Dao.

Now, Xu Jun has a general understanding of the world.

They were divided into tribes on a huge plain.

The plain is vast and endless.

Anyway, based on Xu Mao's statement that the preface does not match the postscript, it is impossible to form a reliable map at all.

There are many tribes on the plains.

The most powerful tribe among them is the Iron Tribe where they belong.

The reason why it is called the Iron Tribe is because the people in this tribe are all physical practitioners. Among them, the ancestor who lives in the temple and suppresses the entire clan is a powerful Rank Four body who is equivalent to the Nascent Soul realm. build.

The Iron Tribe is spread over a vast area, and the tribe where Xu Mao and his son belong is...according to him, it's a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the Holy City of Iron. Anyway, he has never been there in his life.

Because the territory controlled was so large, the tribe was divided into many large areas.

In each large area, there are many large, medium and small tribes distributed and living.

And no matter which tribe it is, there must be a temple.

This temple can be a building or a tent that can be moved at any time.

The tribe where Xu Mao and his son belong is a medium-sized tribe with fixed pastures and farms, so their tribal temple is a fixed place similar to a temple or a gym.

The temple has dedicated temple guards.

So, Xu Jun saw his father salute respectfully to a strong man who was not inferior to him in height.

"Uncle Lin Mu, this is my son, he is eight years old this year. I brought him here to see if he has the qualifications to practice."

Lin Mu laughed and said, "Your son is in great shape. I think he should be fine."

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Xu Yi's neck, and carried her directly into the temple like a chicken.

Xu Jun was furious when he saw it. If it weren't for the distance, he would have really wanted to jump out and slash the old boy with his sword.

Of course, whether it can be split is another matter.

After a while, they arrived at the temple.

In the temple, there is a jade sculpture that is three meters high.

When Xu Jun saw this jade carving, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Because he couldn't figure out what this jade carving was. It looks familiar, with a body like a tiger and leopard, horns and a tail, its color is both gold and jade, and it has wings on its shoulders, but it has a human face.

Perhaps, Half-Monster is more appropriate to describe it.

My heart moved slightly. Could it be that the ancestors of this lineage were not pure human beings?

Ah, I remembered it.

Xu Jun finally remembered!

Isn't this the same body as Pi Xiu, but with a human face, so Xu Jun didn't recognize it at first glance.

Lin Mu put down Xu Yi and said loudly: "Child, you kowtow to the holy statue three times, and then try to see if you can communicate with the holy statue. If the holy statue shines, it means you are qualified."

"Yes, Grandpa Lin." Xu Yi stepped forward obediently and kowtowed three times.

If you say three, it means three. No one should be missing. Moreover, Xu Yi did not cut corners when kowtowing, and every head kowtowed loudly.

However, after the three heads were kowtowed, even the scalp was not red.

Lin Mu and Xu Mao, father and son, looked nervously at the icon, expecting some changes to occur on it.

Three seconds later, Xu Mao said with a sad face: "Why is it not shining yet? Doesn't my son have the qualifications to practice the ancestral skills?"

Lin Mu comforted him: "Don't be anxious, take your time. Even if you don't have the qualifications to practice the ancestral techniques, you can still try to learn the techniques of those in the south."

"No, I don't want to learn sissy's skills." Xu Yi said loudly.

Lin Mu was about to speak when he saw the holy statue suddenly light up.

A huge golden light suddenly erupted from the statue's body. The light was so dazzling that Lin Mu and Xu Mao couldn't even open their eyes.

However, Xu Yi seemed not to be affected in any way.

He looked at the icon curiously and found it very interesting.

Lin Mu fell to his knees with a pop, kowtowed to the holy statue, and chanted a strange song.

After a few minutes, the light of the icon gradually disappeared and finally returned to calm.

Xu Mao said with lingering fear: "Uncle Lin Mu, what happened?"

Lin Mu shook his head blankly.

Xu Mao said again: "Uncle Lin Mu, the holy statue glowed just now, does it mean that my son has the qualifications to practice the ancestral skills?"

Lin Mu hesitated for a moment and said: "I have been a statue guard for so many years and have tested the physical fitness of countless children. Forget about those who are not qualified. Those who are qualified are the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple."

He paused and said, "But the shimmering icon of the icon today is golden."

Xu Mao's voice was trembling: "Uncle Lin Mu, what does the golden color represent?"

"I have no idea."

"have no idea?"

"Yes, when I was studying, the teacher never said that the icon would be golden."

The two grown men looked at each other, and Xu Mao suddenly said: "Uncle Lin Mu, how about letting my son try it first? Anyway, there is light. No matter what kind of light it is, as long as it is light."

Lin Mu thought for a while and said: "Well, since your son has worshiped the holy statue, his bloodline has been stimulated. You take him back and observe him for three days. During these three days, eat what you need to eat and drink what you need to drink. Then look at his excretion."

Xu Mao asked suspiciously: "Why?"

"Don't worry about it. Your kid came here the same way back then, but your father didn't tell you."

"knew."

Xu Mao left with his son in confusion.

Lin Mu frowned. He just said that the teacher had never taught similar situations.

This sentence is indeed true. The Iron Tribe has countless small tribes, and the holy statues scattered all over the country test countless children every day.

But he had never heard of any tribe detecting children with golden light.

Being able to have an orange child is already a happy event that can be spread throughout the entire tribe.

But……

Lin Mu seemed to vaguely remember that when he was very young, he just learned from his teacher how to become a qualified temple guard.

I think I heard someone mention that.

Golden legend!

However, that is already an extremely distant thing after all, and it has never been recorded in the classics.

So, he really doesn't remember.

I got up early to attend a meeting, and this chapter was revised at the venue. ‘

I’ll go home and code in the afternoon, and post the other two chapters in the evening.

Ashamed, you all still voted yesterday, Bai He...

For the next three days, Bai He stopped asking for votes.

Regardless of the number of votes, Baihe will always be on the fifth watch. ’

(End of chapter)