Chapter 210 The Evil Mu Jiuchen

Mu Jiuchen could guess how big the gap was between a mortal and a monk. How could he not think of the old man's thoughts?

"Alas", Mr. Mu sighed longly.

"Chen'er, you are the only one in our family who can practice. Grandpa feels that he is holding you back. Grandpa made this decision a little abruptly at the beginning."

In the afternoon, he took his family to help Yu Haoran reclaim land. As a result, their family failed to help and even helped. None of them had ever farmed, so they had no idea how to start. And the three brothers used that spell to "swipe" it in a few clicks.

The ground had been cultivated without them even touching the hoe.

It really made him feel disappointed. It would be great if they could also practice.

Mu Jiuchen didn't say anything. He took out the spirit measuring ball that Yu Wan gave him and placed it in front of Mr. Mu.

"Grandpa, put your hand up."

"What is this?" Mr. Mu saw his grandson bring out a crystal ball. At this time, his grandson showed him the ball?

He didn't move for a long time. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to watch.

"What's wrong? Grandpa, put your hand up. This is a spiritual ball to see if you have spiritual roots. If you do, grandpa, you can still practice it."

"Really?" Mr. Mu was very excited when he heard this, and his face turned from gloomy to sunny in an instant.

Hehe, his grandson still understands him.

But he looked at the shiny crystal ball with suspicion. Can a ball test spiritual roots?

Doubtless, he still put his hand on the crystal ball, but his hand was trembling.

Mr. Mu touched the cold crystal ball and looked at Mu Jiuchen. He didn't know how to get those spiritual roots.

Mu Jiuchen was also quite disappointed. After his grandfather put it on for a while, the spirit ball did not light up. This meant that he had no spiritual roots.

"grandfather……"

"Huh?"

At this time, the spirit-detecting ball slowly glowed with light. Mu Jiuchen looked carefully and saw that it was actually three-color, red, green, and blue, which were the three spiritual roots of fire, wood, and water.

"Grandpa, you really have spiritual roots. Look, they are of three colors." Mu Jiuchen cried out.

Mr. Mu stared straight at the soul-detecting ball, as if he was afraid that the three-color light would disappear. He also rubbed his eyes vigorously with his left hand to make sure there was nothing wrong.

His voice was trembling: "Chen'er, can grandpa practice? Is it really possible? Grandpa can also be a god...".

Even though Mr. Mu, who had experienced countless trials and hardships, was no longer calm at this moment, he kept mumbling to himself, pinching his own arm to make sure it was not a dream, standing up and walking around the room...

Mu Jiuchen looked funny. Grandpa also had moments where he wasn't calm. Wasn't it because he was able to practice?

Well, thinking of this, his face suddenly sank. Grandpa has spiritual roots, or three spiritual roots. Why can't he draw Qi into his body while practicing the techniques left by his ancestors?

He is the only one in the entire Mu family who can practice. In other words, this is a question of the practice, not the person.

Mu Jiuchen greeted all the ancestors of the Mu family in his heart. If you say you want to pass on the technique, you will either pass it on in full or not. The technique that is so cherished by future generations cannot be practiced even if it has spiritual roots, and it has harmed many people. Grandpa's qualifications for the Three Spiritual Roots are so good. If he started cultivating from a young age, he would now be at the twelfth level of Qi training. When he came to the world of immortality, there would be no problem in building a foundation. Now, if he can cultivate to the late stage of Qi training, he is afraid that his lifespan will be over.

Mu Jiuchen gritted his teeth. Ancestor, ancestor, I greet you!

He looked at his grandpa, who was still excited, and sighed: "Grandpa, please go back and rest first. Don't practice that technique anymore. Tomorrow, my grandson will find another technique for you to practice."

"Okay", Mr. Mu didn't ask any more questions. He knew the skills passed down by his ancestors. Why he had spiritual roots and couldn't practice these years was not a human problem, but a problem with the skills. It's night now, so there's no point in being anxious.

He said to Mu Jiuchen: "Let the whole family take the test tomorrow." He very much hoped that everyone in their family could practice. His ancestors were from a large clan of immortal cultivators, and if he fell into his hands, it would be good to have a few more cultivators, not to mention the clan of immortal cultivators.

"Of course, grandpa and grandson will send you back." He also wanted to see what kind of spiritual root he had so that he could study what was special about that technique.

Mr. Mu was in a very good mood. He waved his hands, put his hands behind his back, and walked out lightly.

Mu Jiuchen watched him go. He went up to the bedroom, closed the door, sat on the stool, and took out the spirit ball and put his hand on it.

After a while, there was a bright red light in the room, illuminating the whole room red.

"Single Fire Spiritual Root", Mu Jiuchen looked similar to the old man Mu just now, muttering to himself, looking straight at the red spirit measuring ball.

After a while, he let go of his hand, and he already understood in his mind that the skills left by his ancestors were only suitable for his single fire root cultivation.

That night, everyone in the valley had a good sleep except Mu Jiuchen and Mr. Mu who had an extremely uneasy sleep.

The next day, after Mr. Mu had breakfast, he called everyone in the Mu mansion into his study.

After Yu Wan had breakfast, she moved Mrs. Gao out of the space and asked her to take care of Feng Yuan and his son in the future.

Mrs. Gao actually likes being tight, as long as she follows her, she can do anything anywhere.

After Yu Wan finished practicing, she surrounded her attic with wood and planned to create a small garden. She also made a small yard at the door with two tables and stools so that more people could have a place to sit.

While she was busy, Mu Jiuchen came.

"Wan'er".

"Well, you are in such a good mood today?" Yu Wan looked at him and saw that his face was full of joy. Could it be that everyone in their family has spiritual roots?

She put down the work in her hands, performed a cleaning spell and walked into the attic. Mu Jiuchen followed her in and sat down.

"Wan'er, in our family, only my second aunt and my mother don't have spiritual roots, they all have spiritual roots."

"Oh? So many", she was still a little surprised, but she thought that everyone in her family also had spiritual roots, so she didn't make a fuss.

"Well", Mu Jiuchen took out the spirit ball and put it on the table.

"Wan'er, I have something to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Yu Wan looked at him, what was there to discuss with her.

"The skills left by our ancestors are only suitable for people with single fire spiritual roots to practice, they can't practice it. I want to lend you some spiritual stones to go to Pingdingshan Market to buy a skill and bring it back for them to practice first, and then buy the corresponding skills for them when I have spiritual stones in the future."

"You have a single fire spiritual root?"

Mu Jiuchen nodded.

"Oh", no wonder he started practicing later than her, his cultivation level is ahead of her, and he doesn't even have a golden finger or a plug-in.

Tsk tsk tsk, he looks like a monster, and his talent is also amazing!