Mortal Ascension

Gouchen Continent, thick dark clouds are deposited in the sky, giving people a sense of oppression and heaviness.Under the gloomy weather, there were wisps of mournful wind whistling, like howling and screaming.

A towering mountain stands [-] miles northwest of Yuming City, surrounded by clouds and mist halfway up the mountain, faintly appearing palaces and flying cranes, like a fairyland, tens of thousands of people lined up at the foot of the mountain, Pass through the huge mountain gate one after another.

"I recently heard from the elders that in the past, monks didn't need to pass the thunder calamity to advance to the next level, but monsters needed to pass the calamity. But now it's just the other way around, damn it!"

"Well, the former world of cultivating immortals is enviable in the book. Not only do you not have to cross the catastrophe, even if you fail to break through the realm, your body will not change, and you will be injured at most. It is not as scary and dangerous as it is now, alas."

During the two Qi training periods, the monks in white robes stood at the side of the long line, complaining and chatting while watching over the crowd.

Standing in the line, the young Wang Qingshan, who was not far from the two monks, listened carefully to their conversation, hoping to learn more about Tai'anzong.

"Ai, Qingshan, here you are, these are some thoughts from the young patriarch, you must remember to keep them well."

A middle-aged man ran quickly from behind, handed a storage jade slip to Wang Qingshan, and said in a low voice.

"Okay, uncle, I understand."

Surprise flashed in Wang Qingshan's eyes, he put the storage jade slip in his arms and said.

"Well, I've said everything I need to say. Your parents will take good care of you. You must work hard in Tai'anzong."

The middle-aged uncle patted Wang Qingshan on the shoulder, turned and left.

Wang Qingshan stroked the storage jade slips in his arms and fell into deep thought.

The Wang family is just a small family that didn't even have a foundation building period.This time, in order to buy a Foundation Establishment Pill, the entire family almost went bankrupt. Even the treasures that were regarded as one of the foundations of the family and tested the number of spiritual roots were sold, leaving only a few simple instruments for testing whether they have spiritual roots.

Only with spiritual roots can one become a cultivator.

However, there is no one in a million people with spiritual roots, and the probability is extremely low, which makes the number of immortal cultivators very rare compared to the entire human race.

In the severe situation of the family, many members of the new generation of the Wang family, such as Wang Qingshan, do not have the inclination of cultivation resources, so they will choose to leave the family and join the sect to obtain resources for cultivation.

The family has stated before that there will be no extra spirits to support the departing clansmen.

But now the young patriarch suddenly sent a copy, so that Wang Qingshan, who lacked resources, had to accept this favor.

The reason why the young patriarch chose Wang Qingshan to provide resources among the many clansmen who entered the sect to practice, is probably because of his youth and precocious wisdom.

Although Wang Qingshan belongs to the side branch, his intelligence is well-known in the surrounding villages. Many people think that if he takes part in the imperial examination in the mortal world, he will definitely be on the list.

Of course, the reason for all this is that Wang Qingshan is a time traveler.

I don't know if the Mengpo soup has expired. Anyway, Wang Qingshan opened his eyes and woke up as if he had just been born. Later, because of his abnormal behavior, he was treated as an evil spirit several times, and he became honest.

Until he was ten years old, he was found to have spiritual roots, and at the age of 11 he embarked on the path of joining the sect.

"Liu Dahu, 13 years old, without spiritual roots,"

A monk was holding a large thick book, singing and drinking.

One of the group of teenagers standing under the mountain gate turned pale in an instant, and was thrown out immediately.

The mountain gate of Tai'anzong is a treasure to test the spiritual roots. Several cultivators guarded it blankly. Those with spiritual roots will go in, and those without spiritual roots will be thrown out of the team.

"Qi Chengtian, 11 years old, Wulinggen,"

"Lu Tao, 14 years old, without spiritual roots,"

"Wan Lu, 16 years old, four spiritual roots,"

……

All the young girls were ecstatic, or weeping bitterly, and some were even unwilling to force their way into the mountain gate, and were killed by the monks on the spot.

Some people here knew that they had spiritual roots, and they came to the foot of Taishan on their own initiative, wanting to join Tai'anzong.

However, most mortals came to Taishan day and night after hearing that the Tai'an sect of Xianmen recruited disciples through various channels, and spent a lot of time and money, hoping to join the sect and become immortal cultivators who could live forever.

Unfortunately, reality is cruel after all.

After all, there are very few people with spiritual roots, and most mortals are turned away from the mountain gate, leaving in disappointment and pain.

There are also some mortals who have a mission standing not far from the mountain gate, watching the young people who are being tested one by one, and as soon as a genius disciple is born, they will immediately rush forward to donate resources and please make friends.

Soon, it was Wang Qingshan's turn.

In front of him appeared a boy named Yu Wendu with dual spiritual roots. The swarm of people seemed to be crazy, approaching the boy crazily, throwing storage jade slips to give away resources, and shouting, "I'm Da Song Linjing Li's family, I'm the capital of Pingyuan County." The Zhao family and so on.

And the indifferent Tai'anzong monks also showed a rare smile when they saw Yuwendu with double spiritual roots. They kindly put away the storage jade slips for the young man, and personally led him into the mountain gate.

Dual Spiritual Roots,

Just like that makes people crazy, let monks make friends with mortal peers.

Wang Qingshan comforted himself, fortunately, there is no need to worry about whether there is a spiritual root, the family has already detected that he has a spiritual root, but it is impossible to know whether the spiritual root is good or bad.

Wang Qingshan and a dozen others stood side by side under the wide mountain gate.

Above the huge mountain gate stone carving, there will be a faint beam of light corresponding to each person.

Wang Qingshan and the others stood in the mountain gate, and they couldn't see the top even if they looked up.

All he could do was worry and nervousness, and stood there with an uneasy face, waiting for the verdict.

"Qin Chang, 13 years old, four spiritual roots,"

"Hahahaha, I have spiritual roots, I actually have spiritual roots, hahaha..."

Qin Chang was right next to Wang Qingshan. He had a solemn face, but his expression was very excited, and he yelled loudly, which startled everyone.

But most of the people did not show a mocking look, but were very envious.

Although the four spiritual roots are only a little better than the worst five spiritual roots, at least they have spiritual roots, which means that they will become immortals, who are many times stronger than ordinary people.

"quiet!"

The monk who sang and drank gave a cold snort, which scared Qin Chang to stop his voice immediately.

Wang Qingshan was helpless, it happened to be his own, and he had to wait for a few seconds, which was indeed a bit tormenting.

Isn't it the four spirit roots?

Also use so happy.

Wang Qingshan had to admit in his heart that he really looked down on Si Linggen.

What if he is the root of three spirits?

Even dual spiritual roots,

Even the heavenly root of fantasy.

There is no one who has not fantasized before the test, but unfortunately the fantasies are often the opposite of the facts.

The sound of monks singing and drinking came.

"Wang Qingshan, 11 years old, Wulinggen,"

Before the words fell, Wang Qingshan's head was already buzzing, and his face was dull.

what,

Wulinggen!

Worst spirit root,

He was still laughing at Qin Chang in his heart just now, but he didn't expect that he was worse than others.

It is almost impossible to build a foundation in the future, and it will be possible to reach the late stage of Qi training until the seventies and eighties, and this still requires decades of hard work.Otherwise, he may spend his whole life spinning around in the middle stage of Qi training.

In the middle stage of Qi training, an ordinary monk with three spiritual roots can break through at most three or four years, but it may take him a lifetime.

tart tart,

The sound of footsteps approaching, Wang Qingshan didn't care.

"Qingshan, Qingshan, Qingshan, it doesn't matter to you."

Wang Qingshan turned around silently, and saw that it was the uncle.

"Uncle, don't comfort me, I can accept it."

Wang Qingshan said in a low voice.

Although he didn't expect that the uncle didn't leave, but he was able to come here at the risk of being scolded by the monks, Wang Qingshan was quite moved in his heart.

"Ah, that, that Qingshan, you know that the family's resources are scarce, so you need to give up the cultivation resources to those who need them more, so"

Halfway through the speech, the uncle thought that Wang Qingshan should have understood it, so he signaled with his eyes.

Wang Qingshan's body froze, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head and said in a daze, "Uncle, what are you talking about, I don't understand."