Wrath of the Immortal

"Sister Fairy, are you a fairy?"

Xiao Chen woke up quietly and found that he was lying on the bed, with a man and a woman standing in front of him.

The two are young, in their early twenties.

The man is wearing a green shirt, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is extremely handsome.

The woman's white clothes are fluttering, and she is extremely beautiful. She is like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth, and her beauty is beyond compare.

Wang Yuwei nodded, and just as she was about to speak, Zhao Pengchao beside her spoke first.

"Let me ask you, where is your order from the Immortal?"

Zhao Pengchao opened his palms and saw a flash of light, and an Immortal Order appeared in his palms.

Xiao Chen touched his arms, but the Immortal Order was missing. He still didn't know what was going on.

"Immortal, as long as there is an order from the Immortal, can I ask the Immortal to help?"

Xiao Chen was a little excited. As long as the immortal agreed, he could go back to treat his mother.

"Let the immortal help?"

Zhao Pengchao was obviously stunned, curled his lips and snorted coldly: "A mortal still wants immortals to help! Ignorance is ridiculous!"

"The second aunt said that as long as you hold the Immortal Order, you can see the immortal. Doctor Liu said..."

Xiao Chen was a little nervous when he saw the immortal for the first time, and his words seemed incoherent.

"What a mess, you haven't figured out what this place is yet! This is Qiyun Sect, the Xian family sect!"

Zhao Pengchao interrupted sharply and looked at Xiao Chen as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Little brother, the Immortal Order is to worship the sacred object of Qiyun Sect. If you want the immortal to help, first of all, you have to become an immortal!"

Wang Yuwei signaled Zhao Pengchao to stop talking, took a step forward, and exhaled like a blue breath to ask.

"With the Immortal Order, can I join the Immortal Sect?"

When Xiao Chen saw Wang Yuwei nodding, he was overjoyed and hurriedly got up from the bed and was about to kneel down to become his disciple.

"Little brother, we are also just beginning disciples, so we cannot be your masters!"

Wang Yuwei smiled slightly, waved her sleeves, and spiritual power surged out of her sleeves, dragging Xiao Chen's legs to stand up.

"Sister Fairy, can you take me to see the immortal who is my disciple?"

Xiao Chen asked.

He just wants to become an immortal as soon as possible, but his mother's condition cannot be delayed for even one day.

"Senior Brother Zhao, let the elder see if there is any problem with the Immortal Order. If there is no problem, take him to test the spiritual root attributes..."

Wang Yuwei looked at Zhao Pengchao, who nodded, turned and left the room.

"A mortal man still wants to become an immortal. Bah, are you worthy?"

Zhao Pengchao snorted coldly and spit on the ground.

He looked down on Xiao Chen from the bottom of his heart, and when he burst out of the air, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Without the annoying Zhao Pengchao in the room, Xiao Chen became a little bolder.

"Sister Fairy, what is the spiritual root?"

Xiao Chen asked curiously.

He felt that he was about to become an immortal, and he had to figure out things about immortals first.

"Gee, don't call me Fairy Sister. My name is Wang Yuwei. You can call me Senior Sister Wang!"

Wang Yuwei chuckled, her laughter clear and sweet, like the cry of an oriole.

What she said was a violation of the sect's rules. Xiao Chen could not call her senior sister before he came to the master's door.

However, she felt that Xiao Chen would definitely be able to join the Qiyun Sect if he had the Immortal Order, so there was no harm in calling him Senior Sister in advance.

"The spiritual root is the origin of life and has attributes such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder..."

Wang Yuwei talked in detail, and Xiao Chen also gained a deeper understanding of spiritual roots from her words.

Simply put, everyone has spiritual roots within their body.

Spiritual roots with only one attribute are called Heavenly Chosen Spiritual Roots, which can be cultivated extremely quickly.

Two attributes, perfect spiritual roots, slightly slower cultivation speed.

Three attributes, top-quality spiritual roots, and average cultivation speed.

If you have four or five attribute spiritual roots, it will be too complex and your cultivation speed will be very slow.

This kind of spiritual root, also known as waste spiritual root, is not suitable for cultivation.

Even if he embarks on the journey of cultivating immortals, his cultivation speed will be too slow and he will not be able to break through the realm of Qi training throughout his life.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door, and Zhao Pengchao walked in with a gloomy expression.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

Wang Yuwei saw that Zhao Pengchao looked wrong and walked over quickly.

"What's wrong? Huh! This kid is so brave that he actually fooled me with a fake!"

Zhao Pengchao threw the Immortal Order to the ground and shouted angrily: "Tell me, where did the imitation come from? If you don't tell me, you won't be able to leave here alive!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, what are you doing? He is still a child!"

Wang Yuwei frowned slightly.

"If he is a spy sent by the forger's people to test whether we can tell the authenticity?"

Zhao Pengchao was slapped with a big hat, and he was about to take action to punish Xiao Chen!

"Little brother, tell me quickly, where did you get this Immortal Order?"

Wang Yuwei was kind-hearted and was afraid that Zhao Pengchao would be cruel, so she came to Xiao Chen first.

"This is a relic left by my father..."

Xiao Chen proved his innocence, explained the cause and effect in detail, and said neither humble nor arrogant: "I don't come here to become a fairy, I just want you to help my mother cure her illness!"

"It's a joke. Asking an immortal to treat your illness doesn't mean your mother can bear it!"

Zhao Pengchao curled his lips and sneered. In his eyes, there was no difference between mortals and ants. Talking was a waste of time.

"Why can't my mother bear it? We are all human beings. Are you immortals nobler than mortals?"

Xiao Chen was angry and looked at Zhao Pengchao without fear, gritting his teeth and being stubborn.

Over the years, Xiao Chen and his mother have been dependent on each other and have a deep relationship.

His mother is his opponent, no matter who says it, he will fight to the end.

Even if he pays his life for it, he will not hesitate.

"You are so brave. I will no longer pursue the matter of forging the Immortal Order. If you dare to talk more, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhao Pengchao was so angry that he, a majestic immortal, was actually angered by a mortal.

If word of this gets out, where will I put my face?

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

When Zhao Pengchao saw Xiao Chen standing still, he became furious and slapped him with his hand.

Xiao Chen stared at Zhao Pengchao, did not dodge, and let the slap fall.

"stop!!!"

A figure came through the air at an extremely fast speed and arrived in front of Xiao Chen in an instant.

It was an old man wearing a black robe. Although his hair was white, his eyes were bright.

The clothes on his body billowed gently in the absence of wind, giving people a sense of Taoism and immortality.

"Great Elder!"

Zhao Pengchao didn't dare to let go of the slap. When he retracted it, he and Wang Yuwei bent down and clasped their fists together.

"I have heard the conversation you just had. This child is fine. Send him down the mountain!"

As soon as the great elder finished speaking, the two of them responded and were about to take Xiao Chen away.

"Grandpa, can you go down the mountain with me and treat my mother?"

Xiao Chen made a plop, knelt down in front of the elder, and kowtowed.

"On your way to becoming an immortal, you must cut off the mortal world. I can't help you with matters in this world!"

The great elder's voice was flat, and when it fell in Xiao Chen's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Mother's time is short. If the immortal doesn't take action, she will definitely die!

Even though he knew that there was little hope of asking the immortal for help, he would still fight for even the one in ten thousand chance.

Xiao Chen suddenly raised his head, met the Great Elder's gaze, and said word by word: "Are all immortals cold-blooded animals without emotions?"

“Bold!!!”

Zhao Pengchao roared angrily, raised his right hand suddenly, and was about to slap Xiao Chen to death.

Xiao Chen didn't dodge, he was betting that the superior elder would not let the disciples of the sect take human lives lightly!

"No one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time. If it were any other elder, you would have lost your head and body!"

The great elder was not angry but he released huge pressure from all over his body, and the surrounding space became oppressive.

Zhao Pengchao couldn't bear the pressure, glared at Xiao Chen, and quickly backed away.

Wang Yuwei was breathing rapidly and took three or four steps back before she could breathe normally.

Looking at Xiao Chen again, his kneeling body actually stood up unsteadily.

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Chen was going to step out of the coercive range in order to survive, an unexpected scene appeared.