Chapter 2 It's really the Five Spiritual Roots

After shouting, Zhu Yun leaned against the cliff wall at the entrance of the cave and looked up.

The mist had not yet dissipated, but a white light broke through the air like a cloud crown!

A closer look revealed that it was a long sword, and what was even more surprising was that there was a Taoist standing on the long sword!

"Immortal!"

Zhu Yun thought to himself that it was not good. Could it be that the owner of the treasure had returned?

When he knelt down and prepared to present the fragments of the glass mirror in person, the Taoist was already standing on the natural stone slab.

The mountain wind was rustling, and Zhu Yun had not spoken yet, only to hear the Taoist say: "You are so lucky, you fell on this stone slab and didn't die!"

Zhu Yun looked up and was stunned.

The Taoist's clothes were shabby, his collar and cuffs were all muddy, and he was holding a wine gourd in his hand.

If he hadn't seen him falling from the sky with his own eyes, Zhu Yun would have almost thought that he was just a sloppy liar who told fortunes on the street!

The Taoist looked at the cliff as if it were a flat ground, walked quickly to Zhu Yun, and grabbed his wrist.

After a moment, the Taoist laughed: "Not bad, not bad, there is spiritual power flowing in the body! This time, I am really lucky, I met three good kids at once!"

After that, the Taoist raised the wine gourd, raised his head and took a big sip.

In a good mood, he did not let go of Zhu Yun's hand, and made a strange gesture with the other hand. He shouted in his mouth, and the long sword suddenly flew over.

I felt that my feet were suddenly empty, and it turned out that the Taoist had jumped onto the long sword with Zhu Yun!

"Little guy, I will take you to heaven!"

The Taoist smiled, and seeing that Zhu Yun's face was pale, he did not comfort him, and flew away on the sword!

Zhu Yun was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly, and only felt his eyelids tremble a few times, and his feet had already stepped on the solid stone slab.

In my ears, the surprised voice of the big dog came!

"Xiao Zhu, it's so good that you're okay. I was scared to death!"

Er Gou said anxiously: "Me too!"

Zhu Yun opened his eyes and was also very excited. Before he could speak, he heard the Taoist said: "Okay, you are brave kid. You dare to go down the cliff to pick the spiritual fruit! Go back and tell your father that I will take you with me!"

Zhu Yun didn't understand, so he raised his head and asked: "Immortal... Immortal Master, where are you going?"

He already knew that this Taoist was the same as the person who came to the village before, and was the Immortal Master mentioned by his father.

"Of course we are going to cultivate immortality. Are we going to farm?"

The Taoist took another sip of wine and said, "You all have spiritual roots. If you don't cultivate immortality, it's against the will of heaven!"

"Moreover, cultivating immortality increases life span. If you don't cultivate immortality, you will turn into ashes in a hundred years, but I can still be alive and kicking!"

The big dog pulled the corner of Zhu Yun's clothes and said happily, "Xiao Zhu, yesterday the immortal master said he would take us to cultivate immortality, and my father jumped three feet high!"

The second dog nodded repeatedly and said, "My father is the same!"

Following the Taoist all the way down the mountain, the big dog told the story of yesterday.

It turned out that they saw Zhu Yun fall off the cliff and went back to the village for help.

But there was no adult in the village, and they waited until the evening for someone to come back, and there was also this drunk Taoist.

The Taoist saw the black light flowing between the foreheads of these two people, and their eyes were bright and energetic. After taking their pulses, he found that there was spiritual power in their bodies!

How could the villagers in the mountains, who were not civilized, have spiritual power in their bodies?

He sobered up immediately, and after asking carefully, he was overjoyed!

It turned out that he had eaten the Fuling Fruit!

Moreover, Zhu Yun, who fell off the cliff, had also eaten it!

The Fuling Fruit is the red fruit they often eat. If a person with spiritual roots eats it, the medicinal power will turn into spiritual power and stay in the body for a short time.

The Taoist slapped the wine gourd and swore that he would see the person alive and the corpse dead!

Zhu Yun understood, and he was a little excited. He got a magic weapon yesterday, and he could go to cultivate immortals today?

And he could go with Dagou Ergou, so he was not afraid of having no one to play with!

He hurried back home, and Zhu Yun's father, Zhu Rong, was looking forward to it. Seeing Zhu Yun return safely, he was overjoyed.

"Dad, the immortal master said that I can also go to cultivate immortals. I want to go with Dagou Ergou!"

Zhu Yun said impatiently.

Zhu Rong was slightly stunned, then said ecstatically: "Can you go too?"

Zhu Yun smiled and whispered in Zhu Rong's ear: "Dad, you underestimate me too much! Dagou and Ergou, two idiots, can do it, so can I!"

Zhu Rong laughed and scolded: "Good boy, you three are great, but don't call me like that when you go to the Immortal Gate!"

Zhu Yun didn't care: "Dad, don't worry, I found out on the way back that the fruits we usually eat are actually used to test spiritual roots! The two of them can only eat three or four, but I can eat ten at a time! I am definitely better than them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist outside the house pushed the door open. He was going to come over to tell Zhu Rong.

Just when he heard Zhu Yun showing off to his father, his face suddenly darkened.

"Boy, can you eat ten? This is a bit troublesome!"

He picked up the wine gourd and drank a sip of wine.

Zhu Rong said anxiously: "Master, why is my son in trouble?"

The Taoist said helplessly: "This kid doesn't understand. The more Fuling Fruits he can eat, the worse his talent is! He can eat ten at a time, maybe he doesn't even have all his spiritual roots! If he can have five spiritual roots, it would be a blessing from God!"

At this time, Da Gou and Er Gou happened to arrive with their small bags. Hearing what they said, it seemed that Xiao Zhu couldn't go with them?

The big dog was anxious at the moment: "Master, if Xiao Zhu doesn't go, we won't go either!"

Er Gou blushed and said: "Me too!"

The Taoist was speechless, thinking about the pros and cons, and then he had to say: "Well, I will take you to try. If you can detect five spiritual roots, I will keep you in the sect for the sake of those two kids!"

Zhu Yun thought, as long as he stayed in the sect, he would have a chance!

No matter how poor their talent is, I can just study hard. With the Dayu Glass Mirror, how can I be afraid of not being able to catch up with them?

But this treasure must not be known to them!

After saying goodbye to their families, the three kids wiped their tears and followed the Taoist down the mountain.

But they were children after all, and they chased and played on the mountain road in a blink of an eye.

The Taoist just followed behind them, drinking with a smile.

Da Gou and Er Gou must have good talents. Sending them to the sect to become apprentices must be a great achievement, and they can be exchanged for a lot of contributions from the sect to exchange for wine!

But that kid...

If he doesn't even have five spiritual roots, he can only be a chores in the outer sect if he wants to stay.

After about half an hour, the three of them were a little tired of playing, so they walked to the Taoist and said, "Master, Master, can't you fly? Why don't you take us to fly down?"

The Taoist's old face turned red, and he touched his lower abdomen. The Dantian was empty, so he cursed in his heart, "I am only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and it's good enough to fly once!"

But he didn't want to lose his prestige in front of the three kids, so he could only raise the wine gourd and pretend to be profound: "Drinking doesn't fly the sword, and flying the sword doesn't drink! Kids, I will take you on the road of cultivating immortals. Bring me more wine in the future!"

Zhu Yun wanted to say, didn't you drink when you said you would take me to the sky?

But he felt that this was a rebuke to his face, which was very inappropriate, so he simply didn't say anything.

At noon, the four of them finally arrived at the town at the foot of the mountain. The Taoist hired a carriage, and the three kids could sit down and rest.

The carriage stopped and started, and the Taoist drank and boasted about the past with them, which made Zhu Yun and others fascinated and envious.

They also knew that the Taoist's surname was Zhang Tianyuan!

At dusk, the carriage finally arrived at the gate of Lingjian Sect, and Zhang Tianyuan took them to the door of a small house on the side.

"Brother Zhang, why are you back just now?"

Outside the house, a young man saw this and hurried forward.

"Haha, this is not a good seedling on the road, it delayed some time, come and see what kind of spiritual roots the children brought by the senior brother have!"

The young man noticed that there were three children following the Taoist, so he took out three stones from his arms and let them hold them in their hands.

A moment later, two lights, one gold and one green, appeared on the forehead of the big dog.

"It turned out to be a double spiritual root of gold and wood! Congratulations, senior brother!"

The young man exclaimed, and then looked at Ergou again.

"Not bad, three spiritual roots of wood, water and earth! Senior Brother Zhang, you have done a great job with these two children!"

Zhang Tianyuan laughed loudly, and then looked at Zhu Yun.

I saw five-colored light flowing above his head, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth were all present!

He slapped Zhu Yun on the back: "Good guy, it's really five spiritual roots! Your luck is better than mine!"

The young man was stunned. Five spiritual roots can only be a servant in the inner gate at most. How can you be lucky like this?

Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang had an illegitimate child with a mortal after drinking?

Thinking of this, the young man hurriedly said: "Congratulations, Senior Brother Zhang, since this child also has spiritual roots, then Junior Brother will arrange him to Uncle Seven!"

Zhang Tianyuan was stunned and said: "Uncle Seven has figured it out? He wants to accept a disciple?"