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Chapter 2 Appreciating Master Ming Yuan to Obtain Immortal Fate

In fact, Master Tianming had already thought about it, if he could reach Tianzezong safely this trip, he would choose a good teacher for Chu Li even if he put down his old face.

It's a pity that he met an evil cultivator on the road, and had to entrust Chu Li to Yu Ze with his soul shattered.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, single spiritual roots or mutated spiritual roots are respected, because the more spiritual roots there are, the more difficult it is for a monk to advance.Ordinary monks with a single spiritual root only need to cultivate one kind of spiritual root in the body to the extreme if they want to advance, while monks with multiple spiritual roots need to cultivate and balance the spiritual roots in their body together, otherwise they may be killed when they advance. disaster.

It’s fine if it’s double or triple spiritual roots. There are always one or two methods in sects with a long history that can wash away the excess spiritual roots and leave the strongest one, but with five spiritual roots, apart from obtaining high-level There is no other way than using exercises to make up for the lack of practice.

The Tianze Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and there is definitely a collection of cultivation methods about the Five Spirit Roots in the sect, but this kind of cultivation method is definitely a secret inside the sect. Are those elders willing... Say.

Thinking of this, even Yuze couldn't help sighing.

If Brother Tianming hadn't insisted on it back then, the head of the sect would never have fallen to him who was obsessed with cultivation.

In such a catastrophe, Chu Li had already fainted from crying, and curled up in Yu Ze's arms.

The sword light flew across several states in a blink of an eye, traveling eastward like an inch star, and fell into Wangzhou.

At this time, it was just the twilight of the morning light, and the early sun gradually came out, pouring out the breath of the scorching sun.Countless disciples who practiced this way raised their arms to face the rising sun, swallowing and exhaling.

At this time, a fairy sword cut through the top of the vast sea of ​​clouds and came through the sky.Looking around, one can vaguely see that the monk on the sword is majestic and majestic, and looks like a fairy.

"It's Zhenjun Yuze!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and the rest of the disciples also bowed to salute when they saw this, and in an instant, the voice shook the sky and the earth: "I have seen the master!"

Chu Li was awakened by the loud noise, looked down, and found that he was actually hanging in the sky, and couldn't help but clutched Yu Ze's collar tightly in fear, just now he felt relieved.Although grandpa often took her to travel the sky in a spirit boat, there was a place to stay after all, and the speed had never been so fast.

The sword roared to the sky, and the sharp sword energy pointed directly at the main hall of the sect.

On the way back, Yuze had already briefly informed the elders in the sect about the matter, and now, it should be almost here.

Jumping off the flying sword, Yuze put the spirit sword in his sleeve with a wave, then put Chu Li down, and said, "Come in with me, I will choose a teacher for you."

Chu Li was a little hesitant, tugging at Yu Ze's sleeve for a long time without moving a step.

Feeling the resistance, Yuze paused, and finally with a silent face, he took Chu Li's little hand behind his back and brought him into the Zongmen hall.

"I have seen the master."

"You don't need to be too polite." Yu Zeyu sent them up with spiritual power. After all, he was still young, and he just occupied the position of the head of the sect. How could he make all the seniors in the sect salute to him.

"She... is Tianming's descendant." A kind-hearted old man showed sorrow, his eyes full of nostalgia for his ancestors, "Tianming was... confused!"

"Oh, it's not someone in the game, Mo Yan is in the game..."

Chu Li was taken aback for a moment, and his doubtful eyes glanced at the elders who spoke quietly, doubts abounded in his heart.

They... seem to be very familiar with grandpa?

What are you talking about?Chu Li couldn't figure it out.

After his father and mother left, only his grandfather was left by Chu Li's side.It's not that Chu Li has never been curious about the past. From an early age, she knew that she was different from other children in the village. Their parents couldn't play the piano, sword, or fly, but Chu Li was different.After she told her doubts to her grandfather, he took the family to the mountain overnight and was isolated from the world ever since.

From then on, grandpa gradually told her about strange things in the world of cultivating immortals, and it was only then that Chu Li knew that her family members were all the rumored monks.But when Chu Li asked why they came to live in the human world, Grandpa always talked about other things, and he was reluctant to explain the reason to Chu Li.

As time went by, Chu Li no longer asked about it, and he was not interested in cultivating immortals, and only wanted to hear interesting things about it.

Chu Li's contemplation didn't last long, and the discussions against her in the hall never stopped.

"The predecessor has passed away, but there is still such a trace of blood left behind. All we can do is to help him protect the descendants." Seeing that Chu Li was silent, the beautiful woman in palace attire also shook her head, Thinking that she was still immersed in grief and unable to extricate herself, she lightly tapped her jade finger on Chu Li's forehead, and then her face was slightly startled: "Five spirit roots..."

"Five spirit roots?"

As soon as these words came out, many elders showed amazement.

The old man who spoke before couldn't help sighing: "Five spirit roots... This little girl's future cultivation path will not be easy."

"yes……"

The hall was filled with sighs from everyone, but no one was willing to make such a move and accepted Chu Li as his disciple.

Although Chu Li is young, he also knows what these people mean. It's nothing more than that they don't want him.She can also understand the thoughts of the elders in the hall, after all, no one wants to have a useless disciple under their sect who can see the end of the fairy road at a glance.

only……

Who can judge a person's future?

Chu Li lowered his head and clenched his fists unconsciously.

Feeling the change in the strength of his hands, Zhenjun Yuze couldn't help turning his head slightly to look at Chu Li, his eyes seemed serious.

Just as Chu Li was trembling, the rugged and sturdy monk suddenly yelled: "Tell me, talk about it, in the end, I don't want a disciple with five spirit roots under my knees to fall into my name , you don’t want to accept me, after all, Qifeng Mountain is big enough to raise such a little girl.”

"Elder Zhong Qing, you are already a Nascent Soul cultivator, how can you accept a child with no cultivation as a disciple, isn't this messing up your seniority?"

Indeed, there are elders present today, Yuanying, and Jindan, but the latter is afraid of the power of the former, and dare not speak too much.

If Zhenjun Zhongqing really accepted Chu Li as his apprentice today, there would inevitably be elders on the field who would call Chu Li "Little Junior Sister".

If Chu Li was a genius with a single spiritual root or a mutant spiritual root, these elders would not have reacted so strongly, but with only five spiritual roots, how could he be able to worship Qifeng even after Tianming Daoist? under the door?

"Heh, it's just the name of an inner disciple, which still makes you hesitate." Suddenly, a young monk in a light blue robe came from the corner and landed firmly in front of everyone.

He stretched out his hand, put it in front of Chu Li, and said slowly, "Would you like to be my disciple?"

The visitor turned his back to Chuyang, and with the door of the palace opened wide, countless golden lights sprinkled on his back, coating him with a layer of gold.At first glance, it looks like a god in the heavenly world, sacred and noble.

"Junior Brother Ming Yuan, you..."

Before the man finished speaking, Chu Li raised his hand high and put it on his palm: "I am willing."

"How does this make it?"

Yu Ze stared at Chu Li's eyes for a moment, and turned to sweep the entire hall with a sharp edge: "Junior Brother Ming Yuan is the youngest disciple of the Master, and he is now a Jindan cultivator, so he accepts Chu Li. , it is perfectly suitable for both emotion and reason. If you have a better candidate, you might as well speak up directly, and let me see which senior nephew has the descendant who is capable of accepting Senior Brother Tianming as a disciple."

It was Senior Brother Tianming, not Daoist Tianming.

As soon as these words came out, all the Jindan elders on the field fell silent.

Just like in the mortal world, the human race used to pass on the inheritance of kinship blood, while the world of cultivating immortals was based on the inheritance of master and apprentice.

Reverend Tianming, Reverend Yuze and Reverend Mingyuan are all the same Supreme Elders in the sect, even if they have different cultivation levels, they have always been called brothers and sisters.However, when facing seniors with strong cultivation bases, Master Mingyuan never relied on his status to overwhelm others. In this way, worshiping under Mingyuan's sect is the best way out for Chu Li.

Yuze: "Since everyone has no objection, let's leave now."

As soon as the words fell, Zhenjun Zhongqing hummed twice towards the elders who kept contradicting Yuze before, and then walked away from the hall and flew towards Qifeng.

The rest of the elders didn't want to stay in the hall any longer, and they all flew towards the mountains in small groups.

Seeing that the crowd dispersed, Ming Yuan also wanted to pick up Chu Li and go back to his peak, but Chu Li struggled to get down as soon as he was picked up, and stretched out his hand to grab Yuze.

Ming Yuan frowned slightly, but he still asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

Chu Li broke free from the shackles, ran in front of Yuze, and firmly grabbed Yuze's cuff: "Can you tell me, how my grandfather died."

Chu Li's eyes were full of resentment, and even Yuze couldn't help but be shocked by it: "Brother Tianming was killed by the evil cultivator. But now that the evil cultivator is dead, it can be regarded as retribution for retribution."

Chu Li chased after him and asked: "Where did that evil cultivator come from? Did he..."

"Senior brother, are you?"

Yu Ze handed Chu Li, who had fainted, to Ming Yuan's hand: "This woman is afraid that her character will be damaged, and her heart is full of resentment. You should observe and take precautions in the future, and don't let her do anything irreversible."

Ming Yuan nodded in response: "Okay."

"In addition, I will also entrust you with this Qingming sword." The cold light flew by, Ming Yuan stretched out his hand and held the long sword in his palm, "This sword is famous and intimidating, and you should remember that before Chuli is not yet mature Before the golden core, you must not show this sword in front of her."

Ming Yuan's eyelashes drooped slightly, indicating that he knew about it and put the Qingming Sword in the Qiankun bag.

Yu Ze looked at Chu Li with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Ming Yuan thought that he still had something to explain, so he stood in the hall and waited.

After a long time, Yu Ze turned his back and said, "Take her back. You should teach her carefully, and don't let hatred blind her eyes."

"Ming Yuan knows."

The light is gone, and the rainbow is everywhere.

Yuze took out a blood-colored token from his sleeve with an indifferent expression, and a trace of evil still lingered around the token, lingering.

"Nine Soul Palace...it's been hundreds of years, and you still refuse to let it go..."

(End of this chapter)