My Sword Has a Way

Seeing the fat boy looking at her, the woman in white said, "You have good aptitude. If you practice diligently, you will achieve extraordinary success in the future. If you want to become the immortal you mentioned, it depends on your own luck in the future. As the saying goes, the master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you. This is the truth."

The voice of the woman in white was extremely pleasant and nice to the ears. To the fat boy, it sounded like the sound of an orchid in a valley, very pleasant to the ear.

Liu Zhihu then said: "Sister is right, then I am willing to join your Seven Heroes Mountain."

As soon as these words were spoken, the young man in brocade robe and the middle-aged cultivator beside them all looked surprised. In Daliang Kingdom, a cultivator with superior spiritual roots was very rare, but this fat young man chose the Seven Heroes Mountain, causing Daliang Kingdom to lose a great cultivator who would at least reach the fourth level of Yuanling in the future. How could this not make the middle-aged cultivator feel painful?

Normally citizens of a country would choose to stay in their native sects, firstly so that the cultivators don't have to travel far, and secondly so that the country doesn't lose talent. That's why, up to now, Wolong Mountain has recruited seven disciples, while Qixia Mountain has not had even one.

The woman in white looked at the fat boy in front of her with the same surprise and said, "Are you sure? It's not too late to regret now."

The young man in brocade robes also spoke up, "Little Fatty, why don't you choose Wolong Mountain? Do you know what kind of immortal sect Wolong Mountain is? The Tianshi Academy of Wolong Mountain was even praised by the founding emperor of Daliang as the first blessed place in Daliang. Why don't you consider it?"

Liu Zhihu scratched his head and said directly: "I am just lustful."

The young man in brocade robes frowned and cursed inwardly: "Where did this fool come from? He has such good luck, and the most annoying thing is that he is even more idle than me."

Although the young man in brocade robe was somewhat speechless, he still said seductively: "There are also beauties in my Tianshi Academy. Each of them has skin as white as cream, a face as white as jade, bright eyes and white teeth, and a graceful and fairy-like figure."

Liu Zhihu said with disdain: "I don't believe it."

The young man in brocade robe looked at the little fat boy and suddenly had the urge to beat him up, but he finally held back.

Liu Zhihu looked at the woman in white and said seriously, "I'm sure. I'm willing to go to Qixia Mountain with you to practice. I hope you can accept me."

The woman in white frowned slightly, but still nodded and said, "In that case, I will accept you into the Seven Heroes Mountain. In two days, you will follow me to the East Sea Kingdom."

After the woman in white finished speaking, a green jade talisman fell into the little fat man's hand. After Liu Zhihu thanked him, he ran down the test bench.

The woman in white glanced at the middle-aged monk beside her who looked unhappy, then looked at the young man in brocade robes and joked, "Your Highness doesn't look very good."

The young man in brocade robe stretched and said, "I listened to too many songs last night and was overly tired. But luckily Fairy Li is here with me today, otherwise, I would have fallen asleep a long time ago."

The woman in white smiled faintly: "Is that so? I guess Daoist Fellow Shi is the same."

The middle-aged cultivator beside him looked even worse when he heard this. The young man in brocade robes said with a smile, "My senior brother doesn't have the guts. But then again, Fairy Li, do you think Wolong Mountain is that bad? That fat guy didn't even consider it. He really doesn't seem very smart."

The woman called Fairy Li smiled and said, "Fate is a very strange thing. I can only say that the fat boy's chance is not in Wolong Mountain. Your Highness needs to let it go."

The young man in brocade robe smiled faintly as he looked at the people still taking the test on the stage.

Liu Zhihu got off the test bench and ran towards the middle-aged fat man. When he passed by Xu Zhian, he did not forget to show off the green jade talisman in his hand and said, "You are really my benefactor."

Seeing the fat man's delight, Xu Zhian just said, "Congratulations."

Liu Zhihu also encouraged Xu Zhian and ran to the middle-aged fat man outside the square: "Dad, I have made it. I want to become a monk..."

Time passed quickly, from the thick morning dew to the red clouds in the sky, and the people in the government square had dispersed, and even the people who came to test their spiritual roots were only a few left.

At this moment, a thin young man stepped onto the testing platform where he had been waiting for a long time. Looking at the test pills on the platform so close at hand, the young man's palms were full of sweat.

Xu Zhian picked up one of the pills and swallowed it with great hope. In just a blink of an eye, the boy felt his whole body burning hot, with a current of heat circulating in his body.

But after a long while, there was nothing unusual about his body, and no spiritual roots of different colors appeared like others, which made Xu Zhian inexplicably nervous.

The middle-aged cultivator frowned and looked at the woman in white. He found that the woman named Fairy Li also looked puzzled, but did not say anything. The middle-aged cultivator then looked at Xu Zhian in front of him and said, "Young man, your spiritual roots are not obvious, which means you are not destined to practice Taoism. You should go down."

Xu Zhian frowned and said quickly: "Master, can I try again?"

The middle-aged monk had been testing for a day and was already a little impatient. He said, "Even if I ask you to test it ten or a hundred times, it will still be the same. Don't force it."

At this time, the young man in brocade robes behind him said, "Let him try again. This situation has happened more than once today. We have to make him give up. What do you think, Fairy Li?"

The woman in white just smiled faintly and didn't reply.

The middle-aged monk said: "Then try again, but this is the last time. Good luck."

Xu Zhian nodded, picked up another pill and put it in his mouth. The burning sensation just now spread throughout his body again, and sweat began to appear slightly on his forehead.

After a few breaths, the effect of the medicine wore off.

The spiritual root vision that the young man imagined never appeared, which made the middle-aged cultivator even more confused.

These test pills all contain spiritual power. After ordinary people take them, their bodies will be filled with spiritual power. If they do not have spiritual roots, the spiritual power will overflow from the body, forming a spiritual power light curtain that will eventually dissipate into nothingness.

But it was a bit strange that the young man in front of him had taken two pills in a row and had no abnormalities in his body. The middle-aged monk surnamed Shi stepped forward to check the pills and found nothing wrong, so he turned his eyes to Xu Zhian.

The middle-aged monk said, "Young man, can I check your body? Don't worry, it won't have any effect on your body."

Xu Zhian thought about it and then nodded.

The middle-aged monk placed his hand on the boy's shoulder and slightly circulated his spiritual power. Xu Zhian immediately felt an extremely comfortable warm current entering his body, making him feel numb and extremely comfortable.

After the middle-aged monk carefully circulated his spiritual power through the boy's body, the look in his eyes became increasingly strange as he looked at the boy, and then he said something that made everyone in the audience shudder.

"you are not human!"