My Sword Has a Way

The cute boy smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for decades. You are getting more and more slovenly."

The sloppy Taoist sneered, "No matter how sloppy I am, I am just unkempt. I am not like someone who looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but is actually rotten inside. Don't you think so, Master Su?"

The pink-faced boy smiled innocently: "You are still as eloquent as you were back then. Have you also achieved eloquence?"

The old Taoist picked his nose and said with some disgust: "I can't ask for the saintly path of the old master, and as for the eloquence of the old man, it is useless for me. But you have become much more handsome than before. Did you sell your ass to the Emperor of Daliang?"

The child squatted down, looked at the two and a half copper coins on the stall and smiled, "It doesn't matter whether I sell it or not, I only seek this great way. And this body is just a tool for me, I can give up everything in this world. But you, why don't you meditate and gain enlightenment in your Jiuyang Mountain, but come to my Daliang country? Are you here to cheat some ordinary people and steal some food?"

The sloppy Taoist rubbed the child's face and said, "Did the Emperor of Daliang ask this, or did you ask it?"

The young child asked curiously, "What's the difference?"

The sloppy Taoist said, "Of course there is. If it is the Emperor of Daliang who asks, then please tell him to relax. I, an old man, came to Daliang just to relax. I will not break the law and will not cause any trouble. I will leave naturally when I have stayed long enough. Let him sit on the throne with peace of mind. As for you asking, I can only say that it is none of your business."

The child was not angry. He stood up and looked at the test bench: "Niubizi, what do you think of my Wolong Mountain compared to Qixia Mountain today?"

The old Taoist sneered, "There is no comparison. At least he never retreated a single step in that place, unlike someone who is afraid of death."

The child chuckled, "The Dao is just like this. I am just trying to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. Just like your two and a half copper coins, aren't you afraid to calculate all the hexagrams because you are afraid of the unpredictable laws of nature?"

The old Taoist didn't bother to pay attention to the child and just basked in the sun.

At this time, the spiritual root test was being carried out in full swing on the test bench. Watching the boys and girls walk up to the platform, some were excited and some were disappointed, and everyone's face expression was different.

The process of testing the spiritual roots is very simple. You just need to take a pill the size of a soybean. It is said that this pill is made of spiritual grass. After taking it, the body will have a trace of spiritual power, which will stimulate a meridian behind the cervical spine, which is the spiritual root.

When spiritual roots are nourished by luck, they will emit different colors. For those with deep luck, the spiritual roots will appear white, which are called immortal spiritual roots. The next color will be gold, which are called top-grade spiritual roots. Then there are green and cyan, which are middle-grade and low-grade spiritual roots respectively.

The fat boy looked at Xu Zhian next to him and said, "Brother, what's the number of your test card?"

Xu Zhian said calmly, "No. 127 in the C column."

The little fat man laughed when he heard it and said, "It seems that I came first, brother. I am No. 216 in the first row."

Xu Zhian nodded and said nothing more. Not long after, it was the fat boy's turn to go on stage. He bowed to the four immortal masters, took a black pill from the porcelain bottle and swallowed it. After a moment, the fat boy's face was sweating, and the light behind him turned green, and then quickly turned into gold.

Suddenly there was another round of exclamations in the government square.

"Oh my god, it's golden again. So far today, there must have been two top-grade spiritual roots." Passersby watching nearby exclaimed.

The middle-aged fat man who was watching next to this person said proudly, "That's my son, my biological son. I knew that this child would have a promising future since he was young! The ancestral tomb of my Liu family is finally smoking!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around the middle-aged fat man were envious. A woman came forward and said with seductive eyes: "Brother Liu is right. This poor child lost his mother when he was young. He was raised by the women in our alley. He was very sensible since he was young. Whenever he saw me, he always called me auntie. It was so sweet."

The middle-aged fat man saw the look of disdain on this woman's face. This woman's face was thicker than the walls of Yishui City. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "You stinky woman, you are the only one who talks too much. My son Zhihu was scolded by you when he was a child. You are so shameless."

At this time, the fat boy on the test bench was very excited. He felt that he had achieved a lot today. When he got home, he would definitely have a good fight with those gossipy women in the alley.

Liu Zhihu turned around and looked at the immortal masters sitting at the top and said, "My fellow immortal masters, my name is Liu Zhihu, and my father is Liu Dazhuang. My father is very rich. As long as you can make me an immortal, my father said he would be willing to die for it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent. Even the young man in brocade robes sitting at the top had a frown on his face. In such a solemn occasion, he could speak so directly. He really is a talented person.

At this time, the audience below the stage were talking about it, "Where did this weirdo come from? Is he not mentally ill?"

The middle-aged fat man at another place also had a bewildered look on his face, and whispered: "It's a misfortune for our family, it's a misfortune for our family, please don't blame us, ancestors."

Xu Zhian looked at the fat boy on the stage and suddenly felt a sense of regret. He regretted that he should not have told his name so early. It was really caught off guard.

The sloppy old Taoist priest who was setting up a stall in the corner also looked disgusted: "What a talent."

The pink-haired boy next to the old Taoist said with a smile: "Although this kid looks a little bit stupid, he is a fool with good fortune. His spiritual roots and luck are both excellent. He is also a good seedling. It's a pity that he has no chance to go to Wolong Mountain."

The old Taoist sneered, "You still have some conscience. Let me give you a piece of advice. Fortune and misfortune come from no door, but only from one's own actions. You better take care of yourself. Otherwise, your cultivation level will never go back to where it was!"

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he packed up his stall and walked out of the square.

The pink-haired boy looked at the test bench and murmured, "The way of heaven is unpredictable."

After the boy finished speaking, he disappeared silently in the government square.

The young man in brocade robes looked at the fat boy in front of him and said, "Little Fatty, you have good qualifications. Would you like to join my Wolong Mountain Tianshi Academy?"

The fat boy said seriously, "Maybe he can become a fairy who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground?"

The middle-aged man next to the young man in brocade robes said, "Sure. With your aptitude, if you want to fly, you only need to practice for a few decades."

"What, so long?"

The fat boy was immediately disappointed, and then looked at the woman in white and the burly man from Qixia Mountain.

When the fat boy saw the woman, his eyes suddenly widened. Only when he got closer could he see the true appearance of the woman in white. Although she was not particularly beautiful, her elegant and refined temperament like orchid made the fat boy's heart restless for a long time.