After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

The pounding heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Li Fuyi looked at her sister's hopeful eyes in the distance, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and reached out for the spirit-testing stone.

Li Jin'er stared at the transparent spirit-testing stone with bated breath, hoping for a miracle to happen.

But in the end, the spirit stones still lit up with faint five-colored lights one after another...

Li Fuyi heard the chief clerk sigh softly, and then read out the result: "Li Fuyi, five spiritual roots!"

The chief clerk handed him back his small wooden sign and said to him, "Go, stand in the center of the spirit-checking formation and have it checked again."

There is a formation with complicated spells drawn on it in front, with a blank space in the middle.

Li Fuyi handed the small wooden sign to the chief clerk who was guarding the spirit-testing formation, and stood in the center of the formation with his head lowered.

After checking, the chief clerk began to chant some magic spells, and the formation was activated. Countless silver lights surrounded him in the center.

After a while, the silver light dissipated, and he watched as five beams of light of different colors rose from the outermost part of the formation...

"Li Fuyi, five spiritual roots, accurate."

Holding the small wooden sign with a red seal on it, Li Fuyi was almost crying.

Li Jin'er immediately ran over and grabbed his hand, dragging him inside: "Fuyi, let's go, the Xuanfeng Tower is the key."

He ignored the crowd watching, who were buzzing about how there was no hope for the Five Spirit Roots...

Li Fuyi wiped her tears with her sleeves, and with red eyes, she followed her sister's pace and started jogging.

My sister is right, Xuanfeng Tower is the key to passing the trial!

No matter how good one's spiritual roots are, if one fails to pass through the Xuanfeng Tower, one is destined to have no chance of joining the Zichen Sword Sect.

I originally thought that there would be a long queue at Xuanfeng Tower like the previous level. After all, even the five elements and mixed roots would not be screened out immediately.

But when the brother and sister walked along the towering stone steps and came to the hillside behind the main peak, they only saw people wearing the school uniforms of various levels of the Zichen Sword Sect looking at them.

Li Fuyi saw from afar the headmaster Ling Feng, who was surrounded in the center and pointing fingers at the water mirror with the majestic elder beside him.

Ever since their hasty farewell at the age of six, Li Fuyi's admiration for her immortal brother Ling Feng has grown day by day.

Only after being brought to the Zichen Sword Sect did he realize what it meant to have different identities.

The immortal brother was the head monk, while he and his sister were just servants who were taken in out of kindness.

When I was little, I thought that if I met him again, I would definitely thank him, but that has become a luxury now.

The precocious Li Fuyi could only keep her immortal brother secretly in her heart and seize every opportunity, even if it was just to watch him from afar.

He was originally a little depressed because of the spiritual roots issue.

But when he saw the fairy brother he had been thinking about, he immediately became motivated again.

For no apparent reason, he developed an inexplicable confidence that he would be able to successfully become the disciple of the Immortal Brother today!

As he approached, the system diligently prompted: [Please note that the protagonist Li Fuyi is approaching you.]

Mo Zheng, who was originally discussing the performance of everyone in the tower with his grandfather, suddenly glanced at the brother and sister who were walking past them.

Li Fuyi rarely has the opportunity to see his immortal brother at such a close distance, so he has to stare at him intently.

If it weren't for my sister holding my hand, I would have run straight to Mo Zheng involuntarily.

The sudden eye contact made him feel at a loss as to what to do and he blushed subconsciously.

Mo Zheng chuckled inwardly and started discussing with the system: (Ah~ No matter how you look at it, the current protagonist is just a simple little brat. Look at his rosy little face.)

[……] The system glanced at Li Fuyi, whose memory had not yet awakened, and thought: Host, I hope you will always think so.

Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.

Mo Zheng showed a harmless and kind smile to the innocent and ignorant boy, which made the boy Li Fuyi's heart beat fast.

Fortunately, he soon arrived at the towering Xuanfeng Tower, and the receiving disciple came over immediately to check their registration signs.

He then took two red ropes from the tray on the table and handed them to them: "This trial opens up to the third floor of the Xuanfeng Tower. You need to be careful when entering."

"Please do what you can. Please tie this red string around your wrist."

"If you can't hold on, just tear it apart and you can get out of the tower."

The disciple added, "Only by successfully gaining the Tower Spirit's approval can one be considered a successful player. If you simply persist, the Tower Spirit will still throw you out."

"If you feel you can't hold on anymore..." Before he could finish his words, several trial-takers rolled out from the middle of the open space surrounded by the disciples.

After rolling a few times, they felt the pain in their bodies disappear, and they could only sigh as they were led down the mountain.

Li Jin'er squeezed Li Fuyi's hand and told him not to look at the failed trial participants.

Seeing this, the disciple said nothing more.

He stepped aside to make way for the entrance and said, "Please enter in turn once you are ready. I wish you both success in your trials."

Li Jin'er pushed Li Fuyi and said, "Fuyi, you go in first. I'll follow you."

Li Fuyi looked up at the countless layers of the dark black tower and swallowed nervously.

His heartbeat seemed to be stuck in his throat. He hurriedly looked back at the fairy brother in the distance, then suddenly took a sprint and rushed straight in.

[Ding! The disciple recruitment mission has been released.]

【Task attribute: Main quest.】

[Mission Description: Host, please accept the protagonist Li Fuyi as your direct disciple.]

[Task reward: 500 points. 】

Looking at a series of familiar task prompts, a hint of complexity flashed in Mo Zheng's eyes.

The old master glanced at the Xuanfeng Pagoda with a sense of meaning, and glanced at his grandson who was lost in thought beside him: "I calculated with my fingers that you will have a master-disciple opportunity this year, so pay close attention to it."

Mo Zheng readily agreed: "Okay, Grandpa."

He was so obedient that the old master was surprised, and the words of comfort that were on his lips almost fell flat on his face.

After looking carefully at Mo Zheng's face and seeing nothing unusual, he gave up.

One reason why he stayed behind was to look after his grandson, and the other reason was because of the apprentice that his grandson was going to take in today.

In order to find a way out for Li Fuyi, the daughter-in-law tried her best to find out the identity of the favorite of heaven. The father and son spent a lot of effort to borrow a bit of luck, so that Mo Zheng's path to cultivating immortals has been smooth sailing over the years.

But what is borrowed is borrowed after all, and you have to pay it back.

Originally, Mo Zheng had no connection with this darling of heaven, and it was their intervention that caused the destinies of the two to deviate.

Mo Zheng needs to take this darling of heaven as his disciple, teach him carefully, and take the position of master and apprentice.

The friendship between master and disciple was used to offset the debt incurred when he borrowed his fortune, and Mo Zheng's fate was successfully changed.

Of course, this matter can only be understood but not expressed in words. If it is revealed, it will probably not count.

That's why the old master stayed to ensure that the darling of heaven was successfully accepted as Mo Zheng's disciple and given guidance.

As for my grandson, being a master is a bit more difficult, and he will suffer a lot of hardships...

It is still much better than dying in childhood, having your soul scattered, and never having a chance to be reborn.