Grassroots Immortality

After Lin stayed in Huangyuan Pavilion for seven Huangtian, he was finally taken out of the room.

During the seven days, Lin Xian thought of various endings for himself, most of which were not very good.

But at this moment, he has no choice, his destiny is already controlled by others.

Lin is not sure at this moment whether the outcome of the matter is good or bad.

However, judging from these seven days of observation, the possibility of a good ending has become very slim.

Lin Xian's senses were sharp, and he could tell from Huang Yuan Pavilion's attitude towards him that something was wrong.

In the reception hall of Huangyuan Pavilion, when Lin Xian was brought here by a deserter, there were already two people waiting in the room.

One of them was Shopkeeper Chen, and the other one was sitting on the main seat. Even Shopkeeper Chen had to stand aside respectfully.

Lin Xian's eyes swept across Shopkeeper Chen's face. The complicated look on Shopkeeper Chen's face flashed away, and he was immediately greeted with a smile.

"Young friend Lin, this gentleman is the elder of the inner sect of the Huangtian Sect. The sect attaches great importance to you this time and actually asked the elder to come to greet you in person. Why don't you hurry up and pay your respects!"

Although Shopkeeper Chen had a smooth temperament, Lin Xian could clearly see the vague and complicated look on his face.

There must be something wrong!

This was Lin's first reaction after discovering that shopkeeper Chen's expression was different.

The more this happened, the more he had to keep his composure and not show any abnormality at all.

These desolate cultivators are generally young. In terms of scheming, how can they compare with Lin Xian.

In any case, Lin Xian is also a monk who has lived for thousands of years, and he has traveled all the way from the lower world and experienced countless dangers.

His mind has long been tempered to be extremely tough.

After hearing what Shopkeeper Chen said, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Lin Xian's face.

Naturally, he should be extremely surprised by the Huangtian Sect's "valuation".

At this moment, in the eyes of these wild cultivators, he was just a young man in his teens.

Moreover, he was born in a remote and deserted village, so he had no knowledge.

"Greetings to the elder, thank you for being here in person. I feel deeply guilty in my heart. When I enter the sect in the future, I must honor the elder. If the elder has any instructions, I will not hesitate to die even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire!"

Lin Xian saluted King Huang and immediately began to express his loyalty and flatter him.

His ignorance and lack of experience in the world were clearly displayed.

These words may have been taught by the elders, otherwise, at such an age, one would not have spoken such words.

King Huang had a serious look on his face, and after hearing Lin Xian's words, he just nodded with satisfaction.

"When did you test your qualifications? Are you really a talent with golden blood? Dare to deceive this king. It's a trivial matter. You may lose your life when the golden waste crystal is refined. Do you know?"

King Huang was very concerned about Lin Xian's qualifications. Even after asking shopkeeper Chen, he still spoke again, hoping to get Lin Xian's confirmation.

Xiao Yi was so powerful, if Lin Xian still dared to deceive him, he would be asking for death.

When Lin Xian heard this, his thoughts started to change rapidly.

If you deny the talent of golden blood, the other party will definitely test your qualifications again.

If you find that your bloodline may be stronger than the golden qualification, it will not be a good thing for you.

There is absolutely no possibility of denying the golden bloodline and getting out of trouble.

"Reporting to your lord, this junior was tested for his qualifications more than ten days ago. At that time, a golden light did appear in the transparent bead, which everyone in the village saw with our own eyes."

"That's why the village chief brought the junior to Longyuan Pavilion, wanting to buy a golden barren crystal for the junior to use. This junior doesn't dare to lie. The junior's qualifications are indeed those of golden blood. Talent, don’t dare to cheat at all.”

Lin Xian's face looked a little anxious, as if he was afraid that King Huang would question his talent.

Upon hearing this, King Huang also smiled slightly when he saw Lin Xian's anxious look.

"Don't worry, little friend. I have no intention of questioning your qualifications. I just want to make sure when I ask this question. After all, you want to refine the golden waste crystal."

"If it is because of poor qualifications, you will die when refining the golden waste crystal. I am just thinking about the little friend. Since the little friend has just tested the qualifications, then the test of the qualifications is unnecessary."

"We are leaving immediately. Before entering the sect, you need to refine this golden barren crystal. When you enter the sect, you will already be a barbarian, not a mortal."

After King Huang finished speaking, he took out a golden Huang crystal and placed it on the wooden table so that Lin Xian could see it clearly.

Acting like this was also to dispel Lin Xian's doubts so that he could follow his arrangements with peace of mind.

Lin Xian's eyes fell on the golden barren crystal on the wooden table, his eyes full of "scorching" color.

But Lin Xian was wondering in his heart, is he really planning to cultivate himself?

Wouldn't it be more cost-effective to drain one's own essence and blood to cultivate more wild cultivators?

Are there any restrictions on the secret art of blood refining?

Or maybe the talent of wild cultivators cultivated using blood essence will not improve much?

Judging from the nervousness King Huang showed when determining Lin Xian's talent, it seemed that whether he had the golden blood talent was very important to him.

It even exceeded the concern that an inner sect elder should have.

At this moment, Lin Xian really longed for the golden desolate crystal. By refining this desolate crystal, he could become a desolate cultivator.

A desolate crystal worth more than 200,000 desolate stones is estimated to be a very rare treasure even in a large sect like Huangtian Sect.

Seeing Lin Xian's eyes fixed on the golden crystal, King Huang finally confirmed that Lin Xian's talent of golden blood was true.

If he really didn't have the talent of golden blood, this golden crystal would be the death warrant of this boy, and he wouldn't behave like this.

After putting the golden crystal into the ring again, King Huang also set his eyes on Lin Xian.

It was like looking at a treasure, and he felt reluctant to let it go.

"There is no time to lose, let's set off to the Desolate Heaven Sect, but before that, we have to find a secluded place to refine the golden crystal, which will take some time, so we can't delay."

At this moment, King Huang seemed a little impatient, fearing that something might happen if he was late.

His youngest son's aptitude was not high, only the aptitude of white blood.

This youngest son was born to him and a favorite concubine. Because this favorite concubine was a mortal who could not practice, the talent of this youngest son was also extremely poor.

Now this youngest son has just reached the age to start practicing, and in order to get a good furnace for his youngest son, King Huang was also worried about it.

But all the cultivators on the Desolate Abyss Continent, as long as they have good bloodlines, have backgrounds and power.

Although the King of Desolate had the intention, he did not dare to take any action.