Chapter 42 Choice
Xu Disheng opened his eyes, feeling a little regretful. After a while outside the hall, he had been practicing for nearly three hours and had actually compressed more than ten strands of Qi Hai Xuan Qi. The speed of his cultivation was simply shocking.
Stand up and walk straight into the whirlpool. The colorful light dissipated in front of his eyes, and there was another cyan space. There was only a jade tablet in front of him, with its brilliance flowing. A cold and dull voice came to my ears: "Drip blood on the jade tablet to show your qualifications."
This qualification test is really simple and crude. Xu Disheng shook his head slightly, took out the autumn water from the scabbard, cut his finger, and dripped the blood on the jade tablet.
The jade stele's green light circulated, and four words slowly emerged on it, "Sixth Grade Spiritual Root"!
The secret realm envoy surnamed Liu had a flash of light in his eyes, and he was a little surprised and said: "Senior Brother Chu, you actually have a genius of the sixth level spiritual root sequence in Chu realm. Why didn't you know about it before?" The tallest among the rest are just a few. First-grade Xuanmai, even Youzhou Taoist Master Qingyu Daojun and Qingxin Daojun's expressions changed several times, and they were inexplicably surprised.
Emperor Chu's eyes darkened slightly, he looked at Daojun Qingyu, and said, "Why do you have such qualifications for this son that you, the Taoist government of Youzhou, reported to you before?"
Daojun Qingyu smiled bitterly and saluted: "Uncle Master, Sheng'er was tested when he entered the Taoist Mansion ten years ago, and it was a second-grade profound vein. This time he came to the Central Empire, he had already reported it to the imperial court, and he did not dare to make false reports."
The Secret Realm Envoy named Liu said: "Senior Brother Chu, as far as I know, there is no spiritual weapon in the Mortal Secret Realm that can detect medium-sequence qualifications. It was mistakenly detected as a second-grade profound vein, which is normal."
The spiritual root sequence is divided into three levels, among which the lower order is the third-grade profound veins, the second-grade profound veins, and the first-grade profound veins. In the middle sequence, there are sixth-class spiritual roots, fifth-class spiritual roots, and fourth-class spiritual roots. Although the sixth-level spiritual roots are only slightly stronger than the first-level profound veins, they have entered the middle level after all. There is a big gap in treatment, resources and other aspects within the sect.
Emperor Chu nodded slightly and said: "Junior brother's words are reasonable, but the pulse-measuring martial treasure ancient mirrors of various Taoist mansions can measure up to the first-grade profound veins. Even if this son cannot detect the sixth-grade spiritual roots, he should have been a first-grade profound vein at the beginning. It’s the pulse.”
While he was talking, Xu Disheng walked out of the colorful whirlpool, bowed to the palace, faced everyone's different looks, and retreated to stand behind Lord Qingxin.
Emperor Chu and the Secret Realm Envoy surnamed Liu were two Daoji realms, but they did not think about the improvement of Xu Disheng's qualifications. After all, even in the vast and boundless people
I have never heard of someone's qualifications being able to change. Spiritual root qualifications are innate and cannot be changed. This is a truth that remains unchanged in the human world for hundreds of millions of years, just like the three eternal suns in the sky and the three yin moons at night.
Regarding this matter, I was just a little surprised. The jade tablet was impossible to make mistakes. It was personally refined by a powerful person at the level of the Holy Lord. Since it showed a sixth-grade spiritual root, it must be a sixth-grade spiritual root.
Zhou Xing and Liu Jiangwu respectfully walked to the Secret Realm Envoy named Liu and handed over the detailed records.
The Secret Realm Envoy surnamed Liu glanced at it casually and smiled at Emperor Chu: "Brother Chu, a total of 17 people from Chu Realm participated in the test this time. Thirteen people passed the test and can enter the sect." Emperor Chu took the list and said, But he frowned slightly, because one of the four people who failed the test was a direct descendant of his Chu family. Apart from Chu Qing'er and Chu Tianhe, the other person had the qualification for second-grade profound veins. It took more than two hours to transform into a fireball.
The secret envoy surnamed Liu glanced at Emperor Chu, and then looked at the names of the four eliminated people. One of them was named Chu Yuanlin. He felt enlightened and said with a smile: "Brother Chu, it's okay to be a little less understanding. After all, hard work can make up for weakness." ." After saying this, he took the list and handed it to Zhou Xing with a wink. Zhou Xing had been scolded before and had learned to be obedient at all times. After taking the list at this moment, he crossed out Chu Yuanlin's name from the four eliminated people, added it to the first thirteen people, and respectfully handed it back to the secret envoy named Liu.
The Secret Realm Envoy surnamed Liu put away the list, and his voice spread throughout the Yangxin Hall: "The Seventh Mortal Secret Realm of the Shangqing Holy Sect, Chu Realm, the test for recruiting disciples has ended, and a total of fourteen people have passed. Chu Qing'er, Chu Tianhe, Chu Yuanlin , Wang Ziyu, Zhao Zheng, Xu Disheng...you and the fourteen others will come with me." Turning to Emperor Chu, he said: "Senior Brother Chu, I will return to the sect early to report on my duties. There are still a few secret places to go to. Once things are done here, I will stay soon."
Emperor Chu nodded and said: "Junior brother, thank you for your hard work this time."
The secret envoy surnamed Liu smiled and said: "It's a matter of duty." After saying this, he looked at Xu Disheng emphatically, led Zhou Xing and Liu Jiangwu to the outside of the hall, and the three people who were not named Some looked ugly, and the other fourteen followed silently.
"Master Envoy of the Secret Realm." A voice with some lack of confidence sounded. Everyone looked at the person who made the voice. He was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. He was thin and inconspicuous in the crowd, but he was one of several first-rank Xuan. One of the pulses is Su Yi
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Xu Disheng frowned but did not speak.
The Secret Realm Envoy surnamed Liu is named Liu Xiangji. He is one of several Secret Realm Envoys in charge of the Secret Realm under the Affairs Hall. As a strong Taoist Realm expert, he has great power, second only to the deacons in the Hall. After hearing this, he stopped and turned around and said, "What do you want?"
Su Yiyi looked a little unnatural and said: "May I ask, sir, when will I be able to return?"
There was some silence in the hall for a moment, and everyone looked at this thin young man with disdain, disdain, and doubt in their eyes.
Liu Xiangji was not angry. He glanced at him and said softly: "There is no way back to practice Xuanxuan. If you don't want to go to the human realm, you can stay." After saying that, he walked out of the palace gate and went straight to Qintian Prison. Zhou Xing and others and the other thirteen followed behind.
Xu Disheng was at the end of the crowd, looking at Su Yi standing there with a struggling look on his face, he shook his head slightly, turned around and walked forward.
Su Yi transformed into a small fireball the size of a walnut in more than an hour. Although the power was extremely small, it was due to his short cultivation time and shallow profound energy that his understanding was good. At this moment, he murmured: "Leaving this situation, there is no way back? What about my sister...what should I do?"
For a long time, I watched Xu Disheng and others go away, but still couldn't take that step. A voice came from beside him: "If you don't want to go, just stay in Dongqinzhou Taoist Mansion." It was Taoist Lord Shangyuan. In some aspects, Su Yi and Daojun Shangyuan are somewhat similar. They are somewhat unwilling and afraid to face the real cruel world of no return.
In Qintian Prison, a huge wooden crossing boat was parked on the rooftop. The complex seals in Liu Xiangji's hands changed, and a storm vortex slowly emerged in the sky and slowly expanded. This storm vortex is a transit passage that was opened thousands of years ago. It only requires a specific seal to be cast on it to open it.
When the storm vortex was completely formed, Liu Xiangji said: "Get on the boat." The group of people got on the wooden boat one after another. Liu Xiangji looked towards the direction of Qianxin Palace in the distance on the high rooftop. Emperor Chu was signaling from a distance at the entrance of the palace. Liu Xiangji nodded slightly and got on the wooden boat. The wooden boat slowly floated up and headed towards the ever-changing storm vortex.
Xu Disheng was on the bow. As the wooden boat rose, the scenery under the boat continued to shrink. When the endless imperial palaces were as big as the palm of a hand, the wooden boat sailed into the whirlpool, heading towards the real and complete world, the human world. territory.