The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 2 My spiritual roots can be washed

Looking blankly at the sky, Zhang Jingyuan was already in a state of madness.

Just be reborn. He was reborn five minutes before the spiritual root test, and then he was still a useless spiritual root. It was really hard for him to believe that this was not God deliberately playing tricks on him.

This doesn't mean that he can't practice because of his disabled spiritual roots. It just means that when he was tested, he still had disabled spiritual roots. Then after a few months, he was suddenly able to practice. Once someone noticed, it would be very troublesome.

After all, not everyone is his unreliable mother.

I believe the neighbors would not be surprised at all if his mother mistook his spiritual roots when he was a child. They may even think that his mother never tested his spiritual roots when he was a child.

In his previous life, when he was tested to have four spiritual roots, the fact that the neighbors only congratulated him and did not question him also proved this.

As soon as the thought came to mind, Zhang Jingyuan whispered in his heart: "Panel..."

After waiting for ten seconds, there was no response...

"system!"

"Ancestor!"

"Your uncle's Shabi panel, if you don't come out, people will die!"

"XXXXXXXX..."

Zhang Jingyuan shouted in his heart for ten minutes. There was still a clear sky in front of him, and there was no trace of the panel at all. Ever since he discovered that he had the panel in his previous life, Zhang Jingyuan found that the panel was so important to him.

Gone……

His golden finger flew away. Although Zhang Jingyuan could not be called desperate in his heart, he was absolutely helpless.

I don't know how long it took, but a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Jingyuan's mind. He suddenly started to rummage through his pockets, up and down, front and back. He rummaged through all the pockets on his body, but found that there was not a cent.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if I don't have money..."

Zhang Jingyuan patted his chest, and his heart suddenly felt more at ease.

"Brother Jing, what is good about not having money? Having no money is not good at all, isn't it what you told me, a man can't be without power for a day, and a husband can't be without money for a day? I still have fifty spirit coins, When we came here the day before yesterday, my mother gave it to me. After the spiritual root test is completed, we can go down and have a good meal, so our trip to Yunhua City will not be in vain."

Zhao Mingyang reached out to touch Zhang Jingyuan's head to see if there was too much wind in the sky and he had a fever. Otherwise, why would he suddenly talk nonsense? He took out some scattered fifty spirit coins from his pocket.

Seeing the spirit coins in Zhao Mingyang's hand, Zhang Jingyuan's eyes instantly lit up. He said unceremoniously: "Mingyang, give me two spirit coins."

"What two spirit coins are there? If one of us brothers follows the other, the money will be given to you."

Zhao Mingyang didn't care and directly took the spirit coin into Zhang Jingyuan's hand.

He and Zhang Jingyuan grew up together. They never shared snacks and toys with each other. Even if they were beaten, neither of them could escape. After all, if one person made a mistake, the other must be an accomplice, so who would care who the money belongs to. .

Besides, no one knows what is going on with Zhang Jingyuan's family or the surrounding neighbors.

It's not that Zhang Jingyuan's mother is not good. A good person is definitely a good person, but he is a little too unreliable. So when he went out, his mother told him to pay Zhang Jingyuan's bill when he went out to eat or in the car. That is to say, the money in his hand Money is money for two people.

Otherwise, how could his mother be willing to give such a huge sum of fifty spirit coins? His usual monthly pocket money is only five spirit coins.

"Just two spirit coins are enough, you can take the rest."

Zhang Jingyuan picked two spirit coins from a pile of scraps and felt as if he had found a treasure. Then, without even looking at the remaining spirit coins, he patted them back into Zhao Mingyang's hands.

Zhang Jingyuan was holding these two spiritual coins as if he were holding some rare treasure or a top-grade spiritual weapon. But after waiting for three full minutes, Zhang Jingyuan still didn't get the sound he wanted, and the panel still didn't come out.

"It's your uncle's!" He cursed softly, and Zhang Jingyuan turned to Zhao Mingyang and said: "Mingyang, swear to me now that these two spirit coins are mine, and you will never go back in this life. If you take this oath, If you go against the will of heaven, you will be struck by five thunderbolts.”

Looking at Zhang Jingyuan, Zhao Mingyang was stunned for ten seconds. He was sure that Zhang Jingyuan was not crazy, but crazy, absolutely crazy, otherwise how could he make such a ridiculous request.

After a while, he would definitely take Zhang Jingyuan to see a doctor as soon as possible.

However, thinking this way, Zhao Mingyang still said honestly: "I, Zhao Mingyang, swear that these two spirit coins have nothing to do with Zhao Mingyang from now on, and I will never go back to them in the future. If I violate this oath, God will destroy me." Thunder bang, death without burial..."

"That's enough, stop talking!"

Before Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, Zhang Jingyuan covered his mouth.

Just when Zhao Mingyang was already considering whether to find a teacher, terminate the test, and take Zhang Jingyuan down in advance, Zhang Jingyuan looked at the familiar light blue light curtain in front of him and already felt like crying with joy.

Name: Zhang Jingyuan
Race: Terran

修为：凡人    五行灵根：水灵根52、火灵根18、金灵根17、土灵根11、木灵根2
Skills: None
Magic weapon: none
Spirit coins: 2
……

For half an era, he never thought that one day, he would be as ecstatic about owning the panel as he is today. Even in his previous life, when he had just obtained the panel, he had never been so happy.

Zhang Jingyuan moved his thoughts to the three words 'Mulinggen', and a + and - sign immediately appeared on both sides of the word '2'.

After clicking the + sign, a line of translucent blue text floated in front of Zhang Jingyuan:
[There are no free attribute points, please obtain attribute points first. 】

Zhang Jingyuan curled his lips slightly, then clicked on the - number on the other side, and another line of blue text floated out:
[Failed to wash points, 1 spirit stone is missing from the backpack. 】

Although he had already prepared in his heart, Zhang Jingyuan could even speak the words accurately in advance, but when he saw such a reminder, he still felt crazy.

Or, more accurately, impotent rage.

The function of his panel can be said to be simple, crude and easy to use. It can not only change one's own spiritual roots, but can even change the quality of skills and magic weapons. However, the only drawback is that it costs money.

No matter what he does, he needs money, let alone laundering some money. Even in his previous life, he wanted to lower the quality of a certain magic weapon so that a certain junior could use it. This Dogecoin panel asked him for money. , is this still justified?

In his previous life, he had serious doubts that this panel was produced by Xunxun, or that he simply died while playing Xunxun's game and traveled through time, and brought this panel over. Otherwise, how could this panel have happened? There is such a strong flavor of "Create happiness with heart, no money will make you numb".

No, when he had no money in his hand just now, the dog panel wouldn't even come out.

It can be said that the reason why he was called "the man who wants money" in his previous life, "the man who even the king of hell dare not owe him money", this panel definitely accounts for more than 80% of the credit.

And the reason why he just asked Zhao Mingyang to swear that he would never find a way to get the money back was because of the dog face, another disgusting feature.

That is, the money that can be used on the panel must be ensured that the ownership is indeed his. The borrowed money cannot be counted, not even the help that should be provided between friends.

This dog panel believes that the money borrowed must be repaid, and the help given by friends must be paid back in the same way on a certain day, and even if it goes wrong, it must be repaid several times more. Therefore, if Zhao Mingyang hadn't sworn like this, this 2 spirit coins, the dog panel is not considered money that he can own at all.

Even if the person who swears the oath is not sincere, the dog panel will still not count the money to his account.

In his previous life, he had used this method to test out countless people who didn't mean what they said, who had ulterior motives towards him, and who had other ideas.

However, the appearance of the panel only meant that he had the possibility to solve the dilemma in front of him. If he wanted to truly solve it, he would have to have two spiritual stones.

Two spiritual stones...

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but take a breath of air.

In his previous life, when he traveled through time, there were still two or three months before the spiritual root test. Earning two spiritual stones was difficult, but it was not impossible.

But now, testing the spiritual roots is already a matter of sight, and what's even more terrible is that he is on a floating formation thousands of feet high. He can't reach the sky or the ground. The people around him are not here like him. The fairy seedlings who were tested were teachers from various schools in Yunhua Star. How could he get such a huge sum of money like two spirit stones.

At this time, Zhang Jingyuan really had the feeling that a clever woman could not make a meal without rice, and that all kinds of martial arts were difficult to use.

Seeing Zhang Jingyuan's brows furrowed, with a faint look of pain, Zhao Mingyang hurriedly asked: "Brother Jing, you are not feeling well. How about we leave now? If you are sick, the teachers can still be accommodating."

"I'm not sick, Mingyang, how do you think I can earn two spirit stones?"

Zhang Jingyuan asked casually while thinking.

"How can we earn two spirit stones? One spirit stone is equal to ten thousand spirit coins, and my monthly pocket money is only 5 spirit coins. This means that from now on, even if I don't spend one spirit coin, It will take four thousand months to save enough. Four thousand months, more than three hundred years, even the foundation-building monks will not live that long..."

Zhao Mingyang's words immediately made Zhang Jingyuan amused. He asked him how he made money, but he didn't tell him how to make money from his pocket money. He also talked about the foundation-building monks. Whose foundation-building monks could not even earn two spiritual stones after cultivating to death.

It seems that from Zhang Jingyuan's performance, he found that he was indeed a bit unreliable.

Zhao Mingyang smiled coquettishly: "It's a bit exaggerated, but two spirit stones are really too many! Even if we graduate from the Craftsman's Hall, like my parents, we can earn five hundred spirit coins a month, think about it It is almost impossible to save two spiritual stones. With so many families in our courtyard, I have never heard of anyone who can produce two spiritual stones, unless they are monks..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mingyang's expression gradually dimmed. Things like spiritual stones were too far away from mortals like them, just like they were away from monks.

It can be said that spirit stones are not for mortals like them at all. What they mortals use are these small gadgets with a little bit of spiritual energy in their hands, which are made from leftover materials from the mining of spirit stones.

And just when Zhang Jingyuan was thinking hard and looking for a way, he suddenly heard a rapid sound of breaking through the clouds and cracking rocks from the horizon.

He turned around and saw a spark emerging from the sky, then getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a blazing fireball.

The fireball rushed from the horizon, full of breathtaking and overwhelming momentum, and its hot tail flames streaked a rainbow in the blue sky.

In an instant, the sky was dyed red, and it was a bright red, as if flames had swept across the entire world.

(End of this chapter)