Wrath of the Immortal

"If this is the so-called immortal, this immortal doesn't have to cultivate!"

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and walked towards the great elder with difficulty. Every step he took seemed to use up all his strength.

Under the huge pressure, Xiao Chen's bones were broken inch by inch, blood gushed out from his eyes, and he remained silent.

Whether it was Wang Yuwei or Zhao Pengchao, who disliked Xiao Chen, they all secretly admired him.

They couldn't bear such strong pressure. How could Xiao Chen, a mortal, persist until now?

At this moment, even the Great Elder wanted to know why Xiao Chen had such strong perseverance.

He is not afraid of life and death, what is it for?

Could it be that, as he said, he came here just to ask for help from the immortals to save his mother?

"I miss you so much that you can save your mother, so I can give you a chance!"

The Great Elder was not a cold-blooded animal without emotion. When Xiao Chen could no longer hold on, he removed the pressure.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his long sleeve, and something flew out of his sleeve.

It was a round stone, the size of an adult's fist, completely transparent and crystal clear.

"Ask about the Immortal Stone?"

Wang Yuwei and Zhao Pengchao exclaimed, seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

Ask the Immortal Stone, also known as the Immortal Guiding Stone.

Only when entry-level disciples screen their spiritual roots, they will take them out.

This stone is extremely simple to use. Just put your hand on it and you can know the properties of the spiritual roots in your body.

If you meet the qualifications, join the sect and become an immortal.

On the contrary, wherever you came from, you will return to where you came from.

These people leave with part of their memory wiped, forgetting everything about going up and down the mountain.

"Aren't you going to save your mother? As long as you meet the qualifications, you can join the Qiyun Sect and practice immortality!"

The Great Elder moved his wrist, and the Wenxian Stone was suspended in mid-air and slowly flew to Xiao Chen.

As long as Xiao Chen puts his hand on it, he can know whether he is qualified to cultivate immortality.

Xiao Chen was not a pretentious person. He raised his hands and placed them decisively on the immortal stone.

This was the only chance to treat his mother, and he had to seize it.

The moment his palm touched the Immortal Stone, Xiao Chen could clearly feel a strange power entering his body.

This force traveled quickly through the eight extraordinary meridians, and then returned to the Wenxian Stone.

In an instant, the Wenxian Stone released a dazzling light.

Wang Yuwei and Zhao Pengchao's cultivation level was too low to look directly at the light, so they blocked it with their hands.

There was no big expression on the two people's faces, but there was a huge wave in their hearts, and the same thought was echoing in their minds.

"What level is this kid's spiritual root? Is it the legendary chosen spiritual root?"

Zhao Pengchao and Wang Yuwei were secretly surprised.

Both of them have perfect spiritual roots. When the spiritual roots were tested, the Wenxian Stone did not release such a dazzling light.

The divinely chosen spiritual roots are rare to find in a hundred years. Cultivation will go smoothly, and elixir formation is just around the corner!

"What kind of bad luck does this guy have?"

Zhao Pengchao felt unhappy, jealous, and had mixed emotions.

"My little brother is so lucky. He has the legendary Chosen Spiritual Root. His future is limitless!"

Wang Yuwei was happy for Xiao Chen. As long as he practiced immortality, he could go down the mountain to treat his mother.

On the immortal stone, the dazzling light gradually dimmed.

The four of them looked at each other at the same time, with different expressions.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, Wang Yuwei was confused, Zhao Pengchao was shocked, and the great elder had a strange expression.

There is not a single spiritual root emerging on the Immortal Questioning Stone.

Densely packed with lines of various colors, at least tens of millions of them.

You know, the pure Heavenly Chosen Spiritual Root has only one line.

This is clearly not the chosen spiritual root, so why can it still emit such dazzling light?

"Great Elder, what's going on?"

Zhao Pengchao was confused.

The group of disciples who came to Qiyun Sect with him for selection back then only had seven or eight spiritual root attributes at most.

How is it possible for so many spiritual roots to appear in one person at the same time? Is there something wrong with the fairy stone?

The great elder was equally puzzled. With a wave of his hand, the Immortal Stone returned to him and placed his right hand on it.

The light of the Wenxian Stone reappeared, and when the light dimmed, red and yellow lines as thick as two thumbs appeared.

Perfect spiritual root, fire and earth attributes.

Everyone understood that it was not that there was something wrong with the Immortal Stone, but that Xiao Chen's spiritual roots were too weird.

You must know that there are only more than ten types of spiritual root attributes that are most common in the world of immortality.

How could Xiao Chen have so many spiritual roots? This is simply illogical.

Could it be that this is the kind of spiritual root that has never appeared in legends?

"Abandoned by Heaven...Abandoned Spiritual Root?"

While the great elder was amazed, he suddenly felt that fate was playing tricks on people.

Originally, he wanted to make an exception and allow Xiao Chen to become a peripheral disciple as long as his spiritual skills were not too weak.

If you stay in the Qiyun Sect for a period of time, you will be rewarded with elixirs, which will cure your mother's chronic illness after you return.

Who would have thought that Xiao Chen's spiritual root is...

A rare and rare spiritual root.

God despises you, a waste of waste!

With his physique, it is difficult to store spiritual power in his body, let alone practice!

"Your spiritual roots are too useless and you have no chance of becoming a celestial being. I will send you down the mountain right now!"

The First Elder sympathized with Xiao Chen, waved his sleeves, wrapped Xiao Chen in spiritual power, and personally sent him down the mountain.

In mid-air, the great elder used a secret technique to heal Xiao Chen's internal injuries.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed his right hand on Xiao Chen's head and quickly erased this memory.

The two landed at the foot of the mountain. The elder raised his hand and pointed to a hidden mountain road nearby.

"Young man, you are lost. Follow this road and you will be able to get out of this mountain range!"

The elder smiled amiably, and soon, the smile froze on his face.

"Elder, please give me an elixir so that I can go back to treat my mother!"

Xiao Chen not only did not leave, but knelt on the ground with a plop, and said sincerely.

The elder's heart tightened, and he was secretly shocked.

How could this be possible? Why didn't he erase Xiao Chen's memory?

Could it be that Xiao Chen's spiritual roots were too complicated, and low-level spells were ineffective against him?

The elder had no time to think about it. The most urgent thing was to solve the problem in front of him first, and it would not be too late to think about it later!

"The immortals have their own immortal ways, and the sects have their own rules. From the day I cut off my earthly ties, I will not ask about trivial matters in the mortal world!"

The elder waved his hand, and his indifferent voice seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Fifty years ago, he cut off his earthly ties.

If you break the precepts, your heart will be unstable and your cultivation will be difficult to advance.

Risking for an unrelated person, let alone saying that he can't do it, there are few people in the world who can do it.

"Little guy, where you came from, go back there, the path of cultivating immortals is not suitable for you!"

The voice of the elder echoed between heaven and earth, and his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

"Please, immortal, accept me as your disciple..."

Xiao Chen did not leave, and knelt down in the direction where the elder disappeared.

It was cold and the wind blew, and the temperature around dropped a few degrees.

"Little brother, even if you kneel to death here, you can't become an immortal, leave quickly!"

Wang Yuwei came on a sword. She originally went down the mountain to experience, and happened to see Xiao Chen kneeling here, so she came to persuade him.

"This guy is too obsessed, don't persuade him, if you can't cut off the earthly ties, it will be difficult to break through the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage!"

People are all made of flesh and blood. Zhao Pengchao, who had disliked Xiao Chen before, did not say harsh words again.

"Little brother, go home!"

Wang Yuwei sighed, patted the storage bag at her waist, took out a fur coat, and put it on Xiao Chen.

The two broke through the air and left. Their conversation could be heard faintly.

"What do you think the Great Elder is thinking? Why didn't he erase his memory? Is he testing him?"

"Wang Junior Sister, you think too much. Even if he passes the test, he can only be an outer disciple for a few months at most!"

"Outer disciples are good. They are free and can get a pill every month!"

"..."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Xiao Chen's heart trembled. What is testing him?

No matter what, he must pass the test. Only by becoming an outer disciple can he get the pill to save his mother.

Xiao Chen knelt for three days and three nights.

During this period, he did not eat an inch of rice or drink a drop of water.

He fainted several times in the middle. If it weren't for the belief in his heart that kept him going, he would have fainted on the ground long ago.

"No, I can't die. I want to save my mother and avenge my father..."

Faith is a terrible thing. It can magnify a person's perseverance infinitely to an unimaginable degree.

I don't know how long it took. In the dim light, Xiao Chen saw a figure appear in front of him.

"Since you are so filial, I will give you an opportunity. Whether you can get the elixir depends on your luck!"

The elder waved his long sleeves, and a gust of wind fell on Xiao Chen's body, sweeping him into the back mountain where the outer disciples were.