Chapter 902: Longevity: My Farming-Style Immortal Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 902: No Distinction of Rank!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

A Zhu's back had not gone far before the clamor of the Spirit Root Testing Square rose again.

Only this time, there were no disputes or angry shouts, only waves of exclamations rising and falling.

As spiritual lights of different colors and intensities lit up one after another, the first batch of Qingmu Sect disciples began to be born on this square.

The Guardian Stele Disciple remained calm and composed, announcing each spirit root discovered in a loud voice, his voice penetrating the crowd and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Xu Zhangqing stood with his hands behind his back to one side, as did Li Sancai and Wang Han, their three gazes moving slowly with the crowd, personally witnessing this scene.

Single spirit roots were the most common; one spiritual light would light up for every thousand people.

There was a youth dressed in coarse hemp clothes who tested as having a Metal Spirit Root.

The youth clenched his fist, his eyes full of excitement, his whole body trembling.

There was a little girl with her hair in ram's horn braids who tested as having a Water Spirit Root.

She timidly looked at the Guardian Stele Disciple, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she turned and threw herself into her mother's arms, weeping.

There was also a middle-aged man who looked like a refugee who tested as having an Earth Spirit Root.

He bowed deeply toward the direction of the Qingmu Sect, his whole person feeling as if a great burden had been lifted.

These Single Spirit Root disciples, though their aptitudes differed, could hardly conceal the wild joy in their hearts.

After all, this was their chance to defy heaven and change their fate.

Just then, a cry of surprise came from the ranks.

Only to see a girl dressed in a light blue dress, her hands pressed against the stone tablet, two spiritual lights lighting up at the same time, namely Metal Spirit Root and Wood Spirit Root, actually a rare Dual Spirit Root.

But before the girl could rejoice, the Guardian Stele Disciple said: "Xu Ying, Dual Spirit Root.

Pity the spirit roots clash, the path of cultivation in the future will be full of obstacles, progress will be several times slower than a Single Spirit Root, requiring more effort to temper the foundation."

Xu Ying's smile froze, the light in her eyes dimming bit by bit, she asked unwillingly: "Then... do I still have a chance?"

Hearing this, the Guardian Stele Disciple's tone softened somewhat: "The Qingmu Sect treats all equally; as long as you are willing to persist, the sect will provide resources.

It's just that the hardships afterward must be borne by yourself."

Xu Ying nodded hard: "Even if it's bitter, I want to cultivate immortality!"

Xu Zhangqing watched from afar, then said to Li Sancai and Wang Han: "Look, clashing spirit roots are never a problem.

With obsession in the heart, one can persist."

Li Sancai nodded slightly.

Wang Han looked thoughtful.

In the ranks, a youth dressed in a moon-white brocade robe with a handsome face stepped forward slowly.

This person was precisely the young master of the Shen Mansion, the largest cloth shop in Fengrao Commandery, Shen Yan.

The Shen Family had deep pockets and considerable power in Fengrao Commandery.

Shen Yan had read poetry and books since childhood; though a Noble Family Child, he was not as arrogant and domineering as Liu Chengyu.

Only to see him extend his right hand and press it steadily onto the Spirit Root Testing Stone Stele; in no time at all, three spiritual lights burst forth from the stone tablet, intertwining and coiling, flowing without cease.

Water Spirit Root, Wood Spirit Root, Fire Spirit Root.

The gentle water light, the lush green light, and the blazing fire light merged and generated each other, actually forming a cycle; the state of mutual generation was clear at a glance.

A trace of surprise flashed in the Guardian Stele Disciple's eyes, and he immediately said in a solemn tone: "Water generates wood, wood generates fire, Mutual Generation Spiritual Roots.

Such spirit roots allow spiritual energy to flow smoothly, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

You can directly enter the Inner Sect and be a key disciple for cultivation!"

Shen Yan stood stunned, obviously not expecting himself to have such talent; after a moment he suddenly came back to his senses, the reserve on his face fading, replaced by barely concealed excitement; he bowed deeply to the Guardian Stele Disciple: "Thank you, Immortal Master!

Thank you, Qingmu Sect!"

The Guardian Stele Disciple smiled and waved his hand: "I am not some Immortal Master; if you are willing, just call me Senior Brother Liu."

Shen Yan reacted quickly and immediately changed his words: "Greetings, Senior Brother Liu!"

"It's actually the young master of the Shen Mansion!"

"I didn't expect he not only has a good family background, but his spirit root is also so outstanding!"

"Mutual Generation Spiritual Roots, this is a rare aptitude encountered once in a thousand years!"

"Looks like the Shen Mansion will be even more glorious in the future; after all, they have produced a young master who cultivates immortality!"

Seeing this scene, the surroundings exploded into a hubbub, with voices of discussion rising and falling.

Those nobles and merchant children who had originally been queuing with Shen Yan looked on with envy.

Someone couldn't help but step forward to offer congratulations, no longer having the previous arrogance and contempt.

Before such an excellent spirit root, the gap in family background was no longer worth mentioning.

Liu Chengyu, who had left in a sorry state earlier, didn't know when he had hidden in the crowd again; seeing this scene, his whole body trembled with rage, yet he could do nothing about it.

Finally he spat hard, then left completely.

Wang Han's tone carried a hint of surprise: "Sect Master, I didn't expect Young Master Shen to actually have such talent!"

Xu Zhangqing made an "oh" sound: "You know him?"

Wang Han nodded slightly: "The Shen Family has deep pockets and deep roots in Fengrao Commandery.

Now that Shen Yan has joined our sect, he is not only a fine seedling but can also make the Qingmu Sect and the merchant powers of Fengrao Commandery more closely connected; truly killing two birds with one stone!"

Xu Zhangqing's gaze fell on Shen Yan, and he said lightly: "Family background is just icing on the cake; aptitude and state of mind are the foundation of cultivation."

Li Sancai echoed: "The Sect Master is absolutely right. If Mutual Generation Spiritual Roots are properly cultivated, they will surely become capable aides of our Qingmu Sect in the future."

Shen Yan took the Inner Sect Iron Plaque handed over by the Guardian Stele Disciple, carefully put it away, then bowed once more toward the direction of Qingmu Sect before turning to leave.

Time passed second by second, and the testing continued.

Because men, women, old, and young all had a chance, it took a long time.

In fact, very few people actually tested as having Spiritual Roots.

And most were Single Spirit Roots.

Double and Three Spirit Roots, especially Mutual Generation Spirit Roots, were even rarer.

After an unknown amount of time, another exclamation burst out on the Square.

A ragged refugee boy covered in dust pressed both hands against the Stone Tablet, and a dazzling purple lightning actually appeared on it, crackling with a sizzling sound.

The Guardian Stele Disciple spoke, his tone barely concealing excitement: "Zhao Lei, Thunder Spirit Root!"

"This child can enter the Inner Sect, personally guided by an Elder!"

Zhao Lei couldn't believe his ears, and only when the Guardian Stele Disciple called out again did he suddenly raise his head, tears welling up.

Just as everyone marveled at how rare the Thunder Spirit Root was, an old man with white hair, wearing a long shirt washed white, slowly stepped forward.

The old man was about fifty, with a gaunt face and gentle eyes. Unlike the eager crowd around him, his expression was calm, as if he were just there to join the fun.

Someone recognized him and whispered: "Isn't that Mr. Zhou from West City?"

The person beside him echoed: "He has taught for decades, with students all over Dongyu. Why has he come to test Spiritual Roots?"

Another shook his head: "That's not the point. Mr. Zhou is over fifty. Even if he has Spiritual Roots, how far can he cultivate?"

Zhou Chang seemed not to hear the surrounding people's discussion. He slowly extended his right hand and pressed it against the Stone Tablet used to test Spiritual Roots.

At first, the Stone Tablet had no reaction, and everyone shook their heads, thinking it was a waste of effort.

But the next second, the Stone Tablet suddenly lit up with four faint yet clear Spiritual Lights.

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire!

The Guardian Stele Disciple's expression turned serious: "Mutual Generation Four Spirit Roots?"

He paused, looked at Zhou Chang, his tone carrying a hint of regret: "Pity, Mr. is over fifty, his Meridians have already stiffened, and his Spiritual Qi Absorption Speed is extremely slow."

"Even if he enters the Sect to cultivate, at most he will reach Foundation Establishment Stage in this lifetime, with no major breakthrough."

"Mutual Generation Four Spirit Roots, and the result is only Foundation Establishment?"

"After all, he's just too old!"

"He even has grandchildren. Why come to join the fun?"

"Anyway, the future is set. Might as well go back and retire!"

The discussion rose again, some pitying, some mocking.

Zhou Chang not only remained calm, but a smile also appeared on his face. He slightly bowed to the Guardian Stele Disciple: "I have taught and nurtured people for decades, seen enough of the world's smoke and dust. Now tired of mortal trivialities, hearing that Qingmu Sect has opened its doors wide, I wanted to try."

"As long as I can glimpse a hair of the Dao of Immortality, even if I only reach Foundation Establishment Stage in the end, this life will have no regrets."

Xu Zhangqing showed admiration in his eyes, took the initiative to step forward, and cupped his hands toward Zhou Chang: "Sir, your Heart Realm is clear and penetrating, truly rare and precious."

"Qingmu Sect never judges by age, nor determines success or failure by Spiritual Roots."

"As long as Sir is willing to cultivate, the Sect will give due resources."

"Perhaps, you can create a miracle!"