Immortal of Eternal Life and Endless Ages

Chapter 4: Spiritual Root Rhythm (The signing station has been updated, please save it)
[Human Dao Fruit·Triple Level]

[Effect: Quick thinking, extraordinary understanding...]

Fang Sheng closed his palms, and the shadow of the green lotus disappeared instantly.

The flying boat has been flying for ten consecutive days.

"These days, Qinglian is still accumulating energy, and I still have a chance to reincarnate again."

"It's just that the charging process is too slow. It took ten years to charge in the last life, and it seems to be even slower this life. By analogy, the next life will definitely be slower..."

'Until the Green Lotus is fully charged and can protect me in my next reincarnation, I cannot take risks lightly. Next, I will practice diligently and find a way to collect blood essence and upgrade my spiritual roots. This is the right way...'

'In addition, after eating the Dao fruit, the nine petals outside the lotus platform seem to have undergone some changes, but I can't be sure now... I don't even have the qualifications to explore the many mysteries of the Green Lotus of Samsara.'

Thinking of this, Fang Sheng took a deep breath.

In the final analysis, you still have to start practicing!
The barrier between immortals and mortals still exists even after reincarnation.

The only difference is that he has already obtained the admission ticket to become an immortal in this life.

Even though he had practiced meditation for a lifetime, Fang Sheng still couldn't suppress the anticipation in his heart.

He has experienced two lifetimes, and yet this is still the case.

Needless to say, the other immortal seedlings on the flying boat have been restless for a long time.

Acai, who was originally not interested in cultivating immortals, became full of expectations after being influenced by what he saw and heard.

The next day.

The middle-aged monk entered the flying boat and gave each person a fasting pill as usual.

This inferior pill can replenish the body's daily needs without causing the need for the five grains cycle.

I don't even sweat.

Wait for everyone to take the fasting pills and digest them.

The middle-aged monk continued to explain:
"We will arrive at the Zihe territory today, which is what you call the Xiuxian Realm."

"After landing, you will have to wait for the immortal seedlings from other regions to gather, and then be selected by various forces and families."

"The best outcome is to be noticed by the Dao Palace, with the support of the Jindan Ancestor, and from then on you can rest assured in the Zihe area... The second best outcome is to become a hired worker of our Zheng family."

Having said this, the monk paused for a moment.

He pointed to his waist.

Fang Sheng only then discovered that the middle-aged monk's aura was much gentler today, and he even hung an ancient wooden plaque around his waist.

There are words engraved on it.

Someone squinted his eyes and read out:
"Ziyan Zheng family, Shuimu?"

"That's right. I was born in the Zheng family of Ziyan Valley. When I was born, I inherited the cultivation name of my ancestors, 'Shui Mu'. You can just call me senior."

Taoist Shuimu narrated the situation in detail.

"Our Zheng family has lived in Ziyan Valley for generations, located in the eastern vein of the Purple River. The incense has been passed down for more than 400 years. We have a family alchemy skill and three first-class top-grade alchemists..."

Fang Sheng listened very carefully.

Several monks he met in his previous life had mentioned these situations briefly.

But that was sixty years ago.

Things have changed over time, and now the situation must have changed.

"For example, I have no impression of the Ziyan Zheng family. I only remember that the Spirit Testing Conference was led by a foundation-building family..."

Beside them, the young men from the powerful families listened even more attentively than Fang Sheng.

Even though they had heard their elders say this countless times when they were at home.

On the contrary, the other immortal seedlings of ordinary origin just found it boring and were distracted repeatedly.

They found it difficult to understand many of the things that Taoist Shuimu said.

After all, some immortal seedlings are only six years old.

Some people don't even know how to read...

For example, Acai.

Seeing this, Taoist Shuimu quickly stopped talking.

Then he started talking about the distinction between spiritual roots.

"Cultivating immortals requires spiritual roots, and spiritual roots are divided into different grades. The best spiritual roots are heavenly spiritual roots and earthly spiritual roots. In addition, there are upper, middle, lower, and mixed spiritual roots."

"As for the spiritual root grade, it is determined by the number of Dao rhymes..."

Fang Sheng, on the contrary, showed no interest in this.

He had already inquired about it in his previous life.

This constant standard will not change for hundreds or thousands of years.

One to ten strands of Tao rhyme are mixed spiritual roots.

Eleven to thirty strands of Dao rhyme are lower spiritual roots...

The higher the number of Dao rhymes, the stronger the affinity with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the easier it is to practice.

“The quality of spiritual roots is extremely important to cultivators, and it can almost determine the end of a cultivator’s life.

If the number of Dao Yuns does not meet the standard, many cultivation bottlenecks may not be overcome in a lifetime..."

Taoist Shuimu's words were almost the same as those of the old Taoist who wanted to take Fang Sheng as his disciple in his previous life.

According to the old Taoist, he had been stuck at the fourth level of Qi Refining for thirty years...

Almost all the immortal seedlings understood these words.

Isn’t it just that the bigger the number, the more powerful it is?
Even Ah Cai understood.

Soon, someone became curious about the amount of Dao Yun he had and asked carefully.

Fang Sheng was also looking forward to it.

Although he felt that his Dao Yun should not be too high.

After all, he only ate three Dao fruits, so it is unlikely that he has any extraordinary qualifications.

"According to the rules, you must be informed of these before landing."

Taoist Shuimu took out a stack of tokens and distributed them.

"Your names and information are engraved on it..."

Fang Sheng took his name tag and confirmed that the name was correct.

Turn to the back directly. [Three strands of spiritual root rhyme]

【Superior character】

"Sure enough, it's just a mere miscellaneous spiritual root."

"Eating three Dao fruits will give you three spiritual roots. In other words, one Dao fruit will increase your spiritual roots by one strand..."

Fang Sheng was not at all dissatisfied with this result.

With the Green Lotus of Samsara in his hand, his spiritual roots can slowly improve in the future.

This moment, that moment.

'My Dao Yun is relatively small, but the Qing Lian Dao Fruit makes up for it...'

'Even in the world of immortal cultivation, this blue lotus is a gift from heaven. We should be content.'

"Brother, what does my sign say?"

Acai stood on tiptoe and handed over his sign with both hands.

Fang Sheng took it and looked at it, then immediately sighed in his heart.

Five strands of spiritual root and Taoist rhyme.

Sure enough, the plot of a good-for-nothing brother and a genius younger brother is almost impossible.

They all came from the same womb.

How good can it be?

On the contrary, Acai's character evaluation is the same as his own, both of which are superior.

Fang Sheng told Acai what was on the sign and taught him how to recognize the words.

Acai counted his fingers and immediately realized that his and his brother's qualifications did not seem to be very good.

At this time, sighs were heard all around.

Fang Sheng discovered that they were not the only brothers with inferior spiritual roots.

The rest of the people were not much better.

There was only an arrogant young man from a wealthy family, with low-grade spiritual roots and eleven strands of Taoism.

Other young men from wealthy families surrounded him and kept congratulating him.

Fang Sheng remembered that this man's name was Zhou Yan.

Before, when Zhao Miaoyan mentioned the world of immortal cultivation and could lend him gold, the person who sneered in the temple was him.

……

Zhao Miaoyan just squeezed over and asked:

"How did it turn out for you two?"

Fang Sheng generously displayed his brand.

Zhao Miaoyan also showed the card in his hand. He had seven spiritual roots, but his character was of inferior quality.

"You and Ah Cai both have excellent character, just as high as Zhou Yan and the others!"

After reading the sign, Zhao Miaoyan looked annoyed.

"The gold is really a test for us. Those who took the gold are almost all of inferior character, and some are even inferior..."

"Inferior?"

"Well, just those few people."

Zhao Miaoyan secretly pointed in the direction.

Several people with depressed faces were scattered in various corners.

Fang Sheng quickly remembered that these people had one thing in common.

They all took a lot of gold and silver, but when they boarded the boat, they panicked and threw them away, and didn't bring even a piece of gold up.

I immediately understood the criteria for assessing one's character.

“Apart from Zhou Yan and other rich and powerful people, only you and Ah Cai have obtained the superior mind.

But I suspect they are cheating, I already knew it... Even if they don't know, they don't lack gold and silver, this is not fair..."

Zhao Miaoyan was still chattering on and on, full of resentment.

Seeing that the people on the flying boat were restless.

Taoist Shuimu rarely spoke to comfort him:
"You were born into the mortal world, and you are lucky to have spiritual roots. When you embark on the path of cultivation in the future, even if you cannot achieve immortality, you will be able to surpass 99% of the mortals."

"After landing, you still have to wait for other immortal seedlings."

"While you are waiting, I will also guide you in your practice. How much you can learn depends on your understanding."

Fang Sheng was delighted when he heard this.

Say thank you immediately.

The others were a little slower to react, but they also expressed their gratitude.

Taoist Shuimu nodded with great satisfaction:
"It's just a custom. No need to thank me."

……

At noon.

The flying boat finally landed in a valley shrouded in thick fog.

A purple river flows down from the northern mountains, and there are many quaint palaces and pavilions on the ground, vaguely divided into several areas.

In the sky, from time to time, there were monks flying by with magical instruments, their clothes fluttering, looking very elegant...

All the immortal seedlings of Yue State fell to the ground and looked up at these immortal cultivators.

His eyes were full of envy and yearning.

Taoist Shuimu put away the family flying boat and handed it over to several cultivators who had rushed over after hearing the news. After confirming that this batch of immortal seedlings did not have high-level spiritual roots, he left quickly.

For a while.

Taoist Shuimu called everyone's attention back:

"Everyone, follow me. It's still early today. You can settle down first and then choose your cultivation method."

"Yes!"

Fang Sheng and other immortal seedlings followed Taoist Shuimu's steps closely with excitement...

(End of this chapter)