The daily life of people with super powers

In the past hundred years, the number of people that Huashen Sect could surpass the opponent is no more than one palm?

He didn't know anything else, but he knew about the Huashen Sect. It was the sky within a radius of ten thousand miles, and countless sects and countries below had to look up to it.

"Dean Liu, you are not a cultivator, so naturally you don't understand this."

City Lord He Wei patiently explained: "If you want to embark on the path of immortality, you must have spiritual roots, and these spiritual roots are divided into the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Of course, there are other spiritual roots such as wind and thunder."

"It's just that the alien spiritual roots are too rare, so let's not discuss it for now."

"Oh." The Dean of the Martial Academy, Liu Tongzhi, felt like a country bumpkin and could only listen to the other party's explanation silently.

However, this feeling is also very strange. Although the city lord He Wei didn't say anything about them before, he always looked down on them. Let alone other things, it was not easy for him to take the initiative to talk to them.

Where can I explain these "common sense" to him patiently like I do now?

Liu Tongzhi knew that this was all because of his son and his daughter. The truth that a father's status is determined by his sons was fully revealed at this moment.

Without saying anything else, the local county magistrate, Luo Bufan, was higher than him in terms of status and position, but he was not even qualified to attend the banquet. You can imagine what happened.

"The more spiritual roots one has, the worse one's aptitude for cultivating immortals. The fewer spiritual roots one has, the better one's aptitude is." said the city lord He Wei.

Liu Dingzhi looked at his son and asked, "What is your spiritual root, An'er?"

"Father, I have dual spiritual roots of earth and wood." Liu An said.

Wei Tao, who was sitting nearby, also smiled and said, "I am the same as Junior Brother Liu, I also have dual spiritual roots of earth and wood."

"I have dual spiritual roots of water and wood." Yan Ting seemed unconvinced and spoke up.

Seeing that everyone had said this, only the city lord He Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Alas, you all have double spiritual roots, and I am the only one with three spiritual roots."

"Ah, An'er, you also have dual spiritual roots, but Ruyan..."

Seeing Liu's puzzled look, Wei Tao knew that he might have misunderstood something, so he said, "Haha, does Dean Liu think that there are too many dual spiritual roots?"

"Um... a little bit." Liu Zhitong was about to say, but when he saw the distressed look on City Lord He Wei's face, he immediately changed his words, "No, no."

"Dean Liu, you don't have to take care of me. I'm already in my forties. Are you afraid of losing face?"

City Lord He Wei said, "Let me talk about this. The sect has recruited quite a few dual-spiritual root disciples in recent years."

“But between these two spiritual roots, there are also high and low ones.”

"If it's dual spiritual roots of water and fire, which conflict with each other, I'm afraid that in terms of cultivation speed alone, I can't even pull away from someone like me who has three spiritual roots."

City Lord He Wei continued, "But Junior Sister Liu has dual spiritual roots of fire and wood. Wood grows with the help of fire, and fire grows with the help of wood. Her cultivation speed is much faster than that of ordinary dual spiritual roots."

"And the most important thing is the Immortal Stone."

"What's wrong with the fairy stone?" Liu Zhizhi asked.

"Look at that light. It's more than half of the stone body. It's a genius at the same level. More than two-thirds is a genius. Junior Sister Liu just barely reached the top."

The city lord He Wei's simple statement made Liu Zhidao realize how talented his daughter was.

Wei Tao was also very happy at this moment, "Junior Sister Liu's aptitude may rank among the top ten in the past hundred years."

"My contribution is not small. I will be able to gather all the materials for the foundation-building pill as soon as I return to the sect. I believe I will be able to break through the Qi training and enter the foundation-building stage soon."

Several people were chatting with each other, each of them was happy in their own way.

And off the stage, the ascension ceremony was still going on.

"Next person, Xia Fan from Shijia Village, please come forward!"

Chapter 4 My Grandfather (k)

The Taoist boy on the stage shouted, "Next, Xia Fan from Shijia Village, please come forward."

"It's my turn." Xia Fan muttered to himself, then walked forward.

"Stretch out your palm and place it on the Immortal Stone." The Taoist boy instructed.

Perhaps because the noise caused by Liu Ruyan earlier was too loud, many people were still in shock.

The Taoist boy in charge of the Ascension Ceremony also spoke in a much softer tone than before. After all, if this place could produce a Liu Ruyan, it might not be impossible for it to produce another Zhang Ruyan or Li Ruyan.

With Liu Ruyan's qualifications, it was a sure thing that she would become an inner sect disciple, and there might even be elders coming out to accept her as a disciple. This was definitely not someone that these menial Taoist boys could afford to offend.

Following the Taoist boy's instructions, Xia Fan stretched out his hand and pressed on the Questioning Immortal Stone. He felt a cool touch, and then a warm current seemed to flow through his body.

"Wow."

Five rays of light suddenly lit up on the Immortal Stone. The five colors of white, green, black, red and yellow suddenly climbed up from the bottom of the stone, but the speed was as fast as a turtle. It stopped before reaching one-fifth of the entire stone body, and then never moved again.

Xia Fan didn't understand what this meant, but the people in front of him, except Liu Ruyan, didn't make any noise, so he thought this was a good thing anyway.

"Did I pass the selection for the Ascension Ceremony?" Xia Fan had a hint of guess in his mind, and joy instantly filled his heart.

But when he looked at the Taoist boy in charge, he felt a pang in his heart, "Oh no, why is this Taoist boy so hesitant?"

So Xia Fan took the initiative to ask: "Master, have I passed this?"

The Taoist boy on the stage hesitated for a while and said, "Your situation is a little special. Wait a minute, I will ask my senior brother."

The people in the audience didn't understand what was going on, but since the Immortal Master hadn't said anything, they didn't dare say anything. Several people who had spoken or acted recklessly before had suffered miserable consequences.

Xia Fan only saw the Taoist boy take out a palm-sized sign from his arms, then slap it upwards, and then he didn't move again.

"Am I doing this well or badly?"

Xia Fan felt a little nervous, but he was just a mortal and had no right to say anything. He could only wait here anxiously.

At the restaurant nearby, Wei Tao felt the sign hanging on his waist tremble. He looked down and found that the line of people under the age of 20 in the Ascension Ceremony had not moved for a while. He knew that something special had happened.

So he said, "My fellow brothers and sisters, I'm going to go downstairs to take care of some matters. You don't have to worry about me."

"Senior Brother Wei, I'll go with you." Liu An said.

After all, it is the Ascension Ceremony. Although there are Taoist children handling it, it would be unreasonable for them not to watch it.

"It's okay. When Junior Sister Liu comes up later, you should talk to her about the sect's rules to avoid any accidents when we get there." Wei Tao said.

Logically speaking, Liu Ruyan has not yet entered the Huashen Sect and her name has not yet been recorded, so she cannot be called his junior sister.

But Wei Tao has been practicing Taoism for many years and knows that practicing Taoism also requires favors. Calling her "Junior Sister" can be a small favor to her.

Sure enough, upon hearing what he said, Liu An bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Wei."

Wei Tao jumped down from the roof of the restaurant and reached the stage in a few steps. When the people around saw him dressed like this, they knew that another immortal master had arrived, and they immediately held their breath and dared not speak loudly.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother, please look." The Taoist boy pointed at the Immortal Stone and then said.

Wei Tao immediately understood the situation, then looked at Xia Fan and said, "What's your name?"

"Xia Fan." Xia Fan answered honestly.

The man in front of him, no matter the way he was dressed or his aura, was obviously an "immortal master" among "immortal masters". Xia Fan dared not offend him.

"Xia Fan, Xia Fan, what a nice name."

Wei Tao praised him, and then said, "I know your doubts, let me talk to you about it for now."

"Master, please speak." Xia Fan said.

"To cultivate immortality one needs spiritual roots. Only those who possess spiritual roots can embark on the path to immortality." Wei Tao pointed at the Immortal Questioning Stone and continued, "This Immortal Questioning Stone can measure the spiritual roots of mortals."

"Master, what is my spiritual root?"

Wei Tao did not answer Xia Fan's doubts first, but continued: "The fewer spiritual roots, the higher the talent, and the more spiritual roots, the lower the talent."

"Except for special spiritual roots, there are roughly five types of spiritual roots that mortals possess."

"The five colors of white, green, black, red and yellow correspond to the five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. You have the talent of the five spiritual roots."

When Xia Fan heard Wei Tao's words, he felt a chill in his heart.

The more spiritual roots one has, the worse his talent is. If he has all five roots, doesn’t that mean he is the worst?

Seeing Xia Fan sighing, Wei Tao shook his head and said, "Your aptitude is among the worst. If it were many years ago, when the only qualification for joining our sect was to have spiritual roots, we could have led you into the immortal path."

"Then now..."

"Now, our sect requires at least four spiritual roots."

"This..." Xia Fan was stunned. He felt like he was on a roller coaster.

Reaching the peak one second and falling into the abyss the next.

Wei Tao sighed and said, "It's not easy for mortals. If you are willing, you can join our Huashen Sect, but you have to start as a menial disciple."

"The servants of our sect can also practice. If they succeed in their practice, they can also become outer disciples of our Huashen Sect."

"It's just hard work, it depends on your choice."

Wei Tao also rose from the bottom, so when he saw the young man Xia Fan, he couldn't bear it and gave him a chance, a chance to do odd jobs.

Don't underestimate menial jobs. Many people want to be them but fail to do so.

This is also the case with Wei Tao. If it were any other person in charge of the Ascension Ceremony, they would not care at all. A mere loser with five spiritual roots, the Huashen Sect would have as many as they want.

However, those who have become menial workers may not want to continue doing so.

This is the case with the menial disciples of Huashen Sect: those outside want to come in, while those inside want to leave.

But if I don't do menial work and don't have this opportunity, I will never be able to become an immortal in this life.

Xia Fan said with difficulty: "I want to discuss this with my grandfather."

"Okay." Wei Tao nodded. "The Ascension Ceremony will last for three days. If you are willing to come, you can come to the Martial Academy on the last day. If you miss it..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was very clear: if you miss it, you really miss it.

After finishing speaking, Wei Tao looked at the Taoist boy again and added: "If there are still those who have the talent of the five spiritual roots, then say so."

"I will follow your orders, senior brother." The Taoist boy bowed and said.

Wei Tao flicked his sleeves and disappeared from the ring.

"Xia...Junior Brother, please make way. There are people behind who need to be measured." The Taoist boy thought about it and finally addressed him as Junior Brother.

No mortal would miss the opportunity to become an immortal.

After being sent away, Xia Fan immediately found Tang Ansheng.

"How is it? What are your qualifications?" Tang Ansheng asked.

There are two teams, those under 20 years old and those 20 years old and above, so Tang Ansheng doesn't know what Xia Fan's qualifications are.

"Master, it's like this..."

Xia Fan briefly explained what had just happened, and then asked, "Grandpa, do you think I should go?"

Tang Ansheng looked at him: "When you asked this question, you already had the answer deep in your heart."

Xia Fan was stunned. Did he really have the answer deep in his heart?

Does he want to go?

After thinking carefully for a moment, he said: "Old man, I want to go. I have been here for sixteen years. I want to see the scenery outside. I want to know what it means to be a cultivator."

"Maybe if I go, I will regret it for a long time."

"But if I don't go, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Xia Fan said, "When I am old, one day when I sit on a chair in the middle of the yard, I may regret why I didn't choose to go today."

Tang Ansheng patted him on the shoulder, thinking that you couldn't tell this kid was good at speaking.

"Go ahead, but first, give me your hand."

"what?!"

Xia Fan was still sighing, but he didn't expect Tang Ansheng to say this.

"No, old man, please give me some advice. Why do I feel like the emotions I just expressed were in vain?" Xia Fan muttered in his heart, but still stretched out his hand.

Tang Ansheng reached out and placed his hand on his pulse.

"Old man, you can also take my pulse? But why are you taking my pulse?"

"Don't make noise." Tang Ansheng instructed, "Don't move, something's wrong."

Then a magical scene happened on the spot. The two of them stood there motionless. If it were just that, it would be fine, but the problem was that Tang Ansheng was now queuing.