Chapter 70 Three Spiritual Roots

The world of immortal cultivation is huge.

For the first time, Chen Luo felt the vastness of the world.

At the speed of the flying boat, it would take half a month to return to Shenhu Xianmen. From this point, we can also see how large the area controlled by Shenhu Xianmen is. Each of the three subordinate countries is larger than the Yue Kingdom where Chen Luo and his friends were born.

After two days on the flying boat, the flying boat went to a white jade city in the middle and picked up a group of people.

The two groups of people added up to almost 200 people. This also shows that the population in the territory of the three countries can only support so many qualified geniuses with a huge population base.

Fortunately, the flying boat is big enough, so many people gathered on the flying boat, and it didn’t feel crowded.

This morning.

Chen Luo had just finished practicing Qi Refining, and he sensed the water drop mark on his chest.

This is the identity token of the disciples of Shenhu Xianmen. The level is distinguished by color. The token that Chen Luo and his friends have now is only temporary, and the color is also the lowest.

"Gather? Is that elder finally going to give a lecture?"

Chen Luo quickly got up and pushed the door and walked out.

The white jade square in the center of the flying boat was already full of people. Chen Luo came late and could only sit at the back.

He also saw Xie Shuang, Du De and others, who came earlier and were in front of the crowd.

Chen Luo was too lazy to join them.

"Are all the people here?"

Senior Brother Fang, who was dressed in a sloppy manner, appeared in front, swept his eyes over the crowd, and after roughly confirming the number of people, he began to call out names.

"Then let's start."

"Start what?"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask.

"There are still ten days before we arrive at the sect. I have to check your spiritual root attributes and recommend a suitable mountain for you to avoid practicing the wrong Qi training method." Senior Brother Fang yawned loudly. I don't know what he did last night. He was not in the mood.

"What is the relationship between Qi training method and spiritual root attributes? "

Senior Brother Fang glanced at the disciple who asked the question impatiently.

"You don't think that cultivation is the same as martial arts training. You can just throw a secret book to you and take it back to practice, right?"

"Isn't it?"

The disciple who asked the question looked confused.

This is how he thought of cultivating immortals. He learned a spell, went back to inhale and exhale spiritual energy to practice, and if he had money, he would get some spiritual stones and pills to speed up his practice.

"The doctors in the secular world who study medicine still divide it into internal and external methods. Blood, bones, skin, flesh, meridians, and souls, different diseases have different treatment methods. What makes you think that the method of practicing to pursue immortality is simpler than the method of treating diseases by ordinary doctors? "

As soon as these words came out, the disciple who asked the question was immediately speechless.

After teaching a few troublesome disciples a lesson, Senior Brother Fang sat in the upper seat, and he took out a brush and waved his hand on the table.

The ink fell, and the rice paper on the table suddenly lit up. On the screen, a large group of small butterflies with a black ink color flew out.

These butterflies seemed to have life. After circling for a circle, they flew towards the disciples present. A black ink butterfly flew in front of Chen Luo and merged into the water drop mark. The next moment, a wonderful power merged into his body along the mark and began to test.

This was the first time that Chen Luo had seen this method.

He thought that the qualification test would be the same as the assessment in the novel book, and one by one went up to touch the stone for testing.

"Those who have entered the Tao, please stand in front. "

Senior Brother Fang yawned out of boredom, and his attitude towards this task was very casual.

No one of the other disciples of Shenhu Xianmen was seen. Chen Luo paid special attention and found that most of the people who were still outside had accepted the task, and those who had no task were all practicing in the room. This also gave him a certain understanding of the atmosphere of Shenhu Xianmen.

More than 200 people moved, and more than 30 people stood in the front row. Chen Luo and Du De and the others were among the more than 30 people.

"Not bad."

Senior Brother Fang glanced at it, and saw him holding up the brush and pointing a few times at the more than 30 people in front.

"You, you, you. The five of you go to the back."

The faces of the people who were pointed out turned pale, and they looked at the people around them with envy, and silently moved to the back. Du De's face was also a little ugly, because he was one of the five people. Although he didn't know what standing at the back meant, it would definitely not be a good result.

"Senior Brother"

Du Jian and the other two looked nervous.

"Follow the arrangements and don't move rashly. "

Du De said, and then turned to the back. Now that they have not officially joined the Shenhu Immortal Sect, it is the most sensible behavior to obey the other party's arrangements.

"You are so old and just entered the Tao, you are a waste at first glance."

Brother Fang muttered, and waved the brush again.

The butterfly that had merged into everyone's body flew out and floated above everyone's head.

"Those with more than two colors come to the front"

This time, Brother Fang did not need to explain, and everyone understood the meaning of this color.

Spiritual root attribute!

According to the calculation of immortal cultivation qualifications, the fewer colors, the higher the qualifications. Those with a single spiritual root are rare in the ages, and can be regarded as peerless geniuses, and those with two spiritual roots are also top-level geniuses.

Three colors and four colors are medium spiritual root qualifications.

The worst are five colors and seven colors.

Five-color spiritual roots represent five complete qualifications, knowing a little bit of everything, but everything is mixed. They will also affect each other, and the speed of Qi training is also the lowest among the lowest. Unless you have great perseverance and a chance to reach the sky, it is basically difficult to turn over with this qualification. Not to mention seven colors, that is a waste spiritual root worse than the five-element spiritual root, and you can only hang around in the first three levels of Qi training for your whole life.

In the envious eyes of everyone.

Two figures walked out of the crowd.

These two people are the man and woman who were brought on board by the relatives before, and they are also the only two Qi training second-level cultivators among the many new disciples present. These two people are so favored by the elders, and they are indeed capable. The foundation of the Xiuxian family allows them to win over most people at birth.

"Genius."

Senior Brother Fang looked at the two more, but his expression was not shocked.

There is nothing to be shocked about after doing so many things to recruit disciples. Potential is just potential no matter how much it is. Before it is realized, not many people take it seriously. At most, they pay a little attention to it. Moreover, these two people greeted him when they boarded the ship, and they already knew it in their hearts.

"You two take this booklet. It contains the exercises you can practice and the main peaks that are suitable for you."

Senior Brother Fang's attitude has improved a lot, and he even handed a booklet to the two of them.

"Thank you, senior brother."

The two bowed and thanked him, very politely.

There is no genius at all.

"The remaining three to four colors can be kept, and the others can go back to the cabin."

This senior brother Fang obviously did not plan to check them one by one. Shenhu Xianmen is too big, and there is no telling how many menial disciples there are every year. There are only a few people among these people who can practice successfully. I don't know how many of the two hundred people present will be left in two years. After selecting the geniuses, there is no need to waste time on these useless people.

The road to cultivating immortals is not a road that can be successful by hard work.

Without qualifications and resources, no matter how much effort you put in, you can't change your fate.

"Three spiritual roots"

Chen Luo looked at the three colors on his head, and his eyes flickered.

Three spiritual roots are not good among these people, but they are definitely not bad. It can be regarded as above average, and the level of cultivating immortals is promising.

If it is a formal three spiritual roots, he will definitely be very happy.

But Chen Luo's three spiritual roots are not from a proper source. Before absorbing the royal brain, he couldn't even sense what spiritual energy was. Later, he absorbed the brain of the Nineteenth Young Master, and then he officially stabilized his qualifications and entered the eyes of the Changqing Zhenren.

What really changed his fate was the brain of the mummy obtained from the tomb.

The changes that the mummy brain brought to his body have not yet been completely completed. He doesn't know what his qualifications will be when he tests again after a while. Maybe he will become a double spiritual root by then.