Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Linghu Qing moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of green and disappearing.

A few clouds drifted across the sky.

The cave dwelling of a Core Formation cultivator.

The stone table was clean and tidy, and it was filled with spiritual energy.

Huang Long sat upright in the main seat, his expression gentle.

"Disciple Wang Tong wishes to become Uncle-Master's disciple, to cultivate diligently, and to live up to Uncle-Master's expectations."

Wang Tong stood with a bow, presenting the apprenticeship certificate with both hands, his tone respectful.

aside.

Wang Zhan's face was full of joy, his smile was hard to hide, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Good, good! I will accept you as my disciple. From now on, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and diligently cultivate."

Huang Long smiled, raised his hand to accept the apprenticeship certificate, and nodded in satisfaction.

As a Core Formation cultivator who advanced with three spiritual roots.

He was not an absolute spiritualist.

Those who do not possess a Heavenly Spiritual Root will be blocked at the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage.

From this perspective...

There isn't much difference between having a unique spiritual root and having two spiritual roots.

Wang Tong not only has slightly better dual spiritual roots than him, but also the rare physique of the Mysterious Yin Eye.

As long as you break through to the Core Formation stage.

He will surely stand out among the many Core Formation cultivators in the Yue Kingdom.

This is exactly what he values.

The Old Monster Qiong of the Hidden Moon Sect, with his cultivation at the Great Perfection of Core Formation and his Invisible Escape Technique, made the entire Yue Kingdom's Core Formation cultivators wary.

Upon seeing him, address him as Senior Qiong.

They vaguely regarded him as a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Huang Long had met the other party a few times before, and felt both fear and envy.

Unlike myself, who was just a Core Formation cultivator by the roadside even in Yellow Maple Valley.

It has neither Lei Pangzi's unique spiritual root, nor Li Huayuan's Three Yang Spiritual Body, nor Hong Fu's late-stage Core Formation cultivation.

He was only at the early stage of Core Formation.

Sometimes he would even think that if war came one day, the sect would have to choose a Core Formation cultivator as a pawn.

Will you choose him?

That's why he took Wang Tong as his disciple, hoping to cultivate an extraordinary Core Formation cultivator.

Let him have a moment of glory.

Wang Tong obediently stood up.

Huang Long looked at his round face and resolute eyes.

He was even more satisfied.

"Good disciple, come with me to the cultivation technique pavilion..."

Before he could finish speaking, a communication talisman suddenly flew in from outside the door and landed in his hand.

"Um?"

Huang Long was somewhat surprised. His divine sense swept over the area, and the gentleness on his face instantly faded, replaced by surprise and solemnity.

"It was actually the Ancestor who summoned me!"

Huang Long gasped in surprise, got up to straighten his robes, and smoothed his hair.

"The Ancestor has summoned me. I will go to Lingxi Valley first. We will discuss everything when I return."

He turned to look at his disciples and Wang Zhan beside him, and said with a serious expression.

Then he quickly left.

"Ancestor?"

Wang Zhan was shocked; the joy on his face froze instantly, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Yes, Master, I will take good care of Junior Brother Wang Tong."

Huanglong's eldest disciple stepped forward and nodded.

The other disciples also looked surprised.

"It was actually the patriarch who personally summoned him?"

"I wonder what important matter the Ancestor wishes to discuss with Uncle Huang?"

Wang Zhan watched Huang Long's hurried departure, his heart filled with doubts, but he dared not speculate further and could only wait in the cave.

Another mountain peak.

Inside the cave of the True Person Hong Fu.

Hong Fu was dressed in a scarlet Taoist robe, her brows furrowed and her expression stern.

"Xuan'er, how many times have I told you, don't spend all your time with those male disciples!"

"Have you ever taken it to heart?"

She was lecturing the girl in front of her.

The young girl, Dong Xuan'er, pouted, looking unwilling, but dared not argue. She could only reply in a low voice, "Disciple understands, Master."

Just then, a flash of light appeared, and the communication talisman landed in Hong Fu's hand.

She scanned the area with her divine sense, and her expression instantly turned solemn. Her previous sternness faded, replaced by a hint of awe.

"The Ancestor has summoned me; I must go to Lingxi Valley immediately."

Hong Fu looked at Dong Xuan'er, her tone softening, and instructed, "You stay in the cave and cultivate diligently. Don't run around anymore, understand?"

"Yes, Master."

Dong Xuan'er breathed a sigh of relief and stuck out her tongue.

Without saying another word, Hong Fu moved, transforming into a streak of crimson light, and rushed out of the cave, flying towards the direction of Lingxi Valley.

In another secluded room.

Enveloped in an array, the area was rich in spiritual energy.

Li Jian sat cross-legged on a futon, his spiritual energy flowing around him, deep in seclusion.

He was a key talent cultivated by the sect to achieve the Core Formation stage, possessing outstanding aptitude, and no one dared to disturb him easily on ordinary days.

Suddenly, a communication talisman flashed white light and pierced through the array in the secluded cultivation room.

It landed in front of him.

"Who dares to disturb my seclusion!"

The formation was broken, and the cultivation was interrupted.

Li Jian suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of anger crossing them, filled with indignation.

"I will definitely report this to my uncle."

He grabbed the communication talisman, and the moment he saw its contents, his anger vanished, replaced by shock.

"The...the Ancestor has summoned us?"

Li Jian dared not delay, so he quickly got up, straightened his robes, and rushed out of the secluded cultivation room.

As soon as he stepped out of the cave, he looked up.

All the peaks where the Core Formation cultivators were located were suddenly filled with beams of light that shot into the sky, each beam a different color, and all flew in the same direction.

Our destination is Lingxi Valley.

Li Jian was stunned and stood there.

"What's going on? So many Core Formation cultivators have been summoned by the Ancestor at the same time. Has something serious happened in the sect?"

With doubts in his heart, he dared not delay and quickly activated his spiritual power, transforming into a streak of green light, and flew towards Lingxi Valley.

Among the mountains, the cave dwellings of Foundation Establishment disciples are scattered across the mountain peaks.

Now they rushed out of the cave, looked up at the dense array of Core Formation Escaping Light in the sky, and discussions arose one after another, causing a great uproar.

"My goodness! So many Core Formation Realm senior uncles have come out!"

"Where are we going?"

Some people don't know which direction leads to Lingxi Valley, or that it's the ancestor's residence, but that doesn't stop them from making wild guesses.

This is the first time something like this has happened in a century.

"With so many Core Formation stage masters mobilized, could it be that the Ancestor has summoned them?"

"What major event has occurred?"

Some were curious, some were puzzled, and some looked on with awe. The murmurs spread throughout the Yellow Maple Valley, breaking the usual tranquility.

Yellow Maple Valley, the mountain where the Qi Refining disciples reside.

The excitement among the Foundation Establishment disciples did not reach this place at all.

Medicinal herb garden.

The vegetation is lush and verdant, filled with spiritual energy, and all kinds of medicinal herbs are growing vigorously.

inside the room.

Han Li's face was full of shock as he stared intently at his Uncle-Master from the Medicine Garden.

"Uncle-Master, what did you say? The spiritual herbs needed for the Foundation Establishment Pill don't even have seedlings?"

His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Foundation building was his lifelong pursuit, his only hope to escape mediocrity and gain a firm foothold.

Now, he doesn't even have a seedling of the Foundation Establishment Pill. How is he supposed to cultivate the pill using the little green bottle?

Is the path to foundation building destined to end here?

"hehe!"

The herbalist uncle chuckled, his expression unconcerned.

They seemed to have a very negative view of Han Li's desire for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Han Li stood there in a daze, his fingertips trembling slightly, his heart filled with disappointment and resentment.

Just then.

Linghu Qing teleported over and, with a sweep of his divine sense above the room, happened to witness this scene.

His divine sense landed on Han Li.

The panel appeared instantly, and the two entries above Han Li's head were clearly visible.

[Cautious and Resilient (Blue): You are cautious by nature, but you have never given up your pursuit of immortality.]

[Four Spiritual Roots (White): You possess four elemental spiritual roots, but your talent is inferior, making it difficult to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.]