The most useless spiritual root at the beginning, I just want to play badly

At the Lin family’s gate, Lin Changan had already packed his luggage.

"You little brat, didn't you say you were going to inherit the family business? You change your expression faster than turning the pages of a book!"

Looking at Lin Chang'an, Lin Fugui was obviously reluctant to leave. After all, he was about to join the immortal sect, and he didn't know when they would see each other again.

"Don't worry, Dad. When I become the leader of the Azure Dragon Sect, I'll take you home and let you enjoy a peaceful life!"

Lin Changan saw his father's melancholy and joked.

"You kid, if you're not used to being a menial disciple, then come back and spend the family money. Don't let yourself be wronged! Daddy will take you out for some wine and entertainment!"

"Remember to find a few more beautiful girls, otherwise I'm not interested."

As they were talking, both of them were already in tears.

Parting is always sad.

Li Hao, who was standing by, looked very unhappy after hearing this.

Which father and son would chat about these things and drink wine together?

This child is only five years old!

See you a long time!

"Don't worry, Uncle Fugui, I will take good care of Chang'an!"

After Li Hao finished speaking, he turned around and left with Lin Changan.

Lin Fugui stared at the backs of the two men for a long time until they disappeared.

"Fuck, this brat didn't even look back at his daddy, what an ungrateful bastard!"

"He's gone just like that! I have so much money, when will I ever spend it all? What a sin!"

Qinglong Sect, Miscellaneous Disciple Management Office.

Li Hao took Lin Changan and walked straight to the deep room.

A middle-aged man came up to greet me with a smile.

"Junior Brother Li, what brings you here?"

The man's name is Luo Ping, and he has some say in the management office of menial disciples.

"The little brother next to him is..."

"Brother Luo, this is my distant relative, Lin Chang'an."

Before Li Hao finished his introduction, Lin Changan fumbled out a box from his bag, ran to Luo Ping and handed it to him.

"Master Luo, this is our first meeting. This small gift is not a token of respect!"

Li Hao, who was standing by, was obviously surprised when he saw this scene.

This kid is only five years old, and he knows how to give gifts?

As expected of a rich second generation, he has such a good business mind!

Luo Ping took the box, opened it and saw that it was a 500-year-old Ganoderma lucidum!

The value of this thing is comparable to some low-level spiritual medicines!

For outer disciples like Luo Ping and Li Hao, this gift is no small expense.

"Master Luo, how is it? Do you like it?"

Lin Changan gave an official fake smile. It was hard to imagine that such a smile would appear on the face of a five-year-old child.

If he knows how to please his children at the age of five, what will he be like when he grows up?

Luo Ping couldn't help but look at Li Hao strangely.

Li Hao is somewhat famous among the outer disciples of the Qinglong Sect. Everyone knows that he is an iron-faced and impartial old-fashioned person.

Unexpectedly, the boy he brought was exactly the opposite of him.

Could it be that after going down the mountain, he was enlightened by the colorful world?

Luo Ping's gaze made Li Hao feel a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Luo, please arrange for Lin Chang'an to be a menial disciple. I hope Senior Brother Luo will take good care of him in the future!"

Li Hao and Luo Ping have a good relationship, and I believe Luo Ping will not refuse such a small matter.

"This is the first time you've asked me for something, Junior Brother Li. Don't worry, I'll make sure everything is clear for you!"

Luo Ping made a promise. Putting aside his relationship with Li Hao, he felt embarrassed to refuse the gift from Lin Changan.

After all, it is a debt of gratitude to those who receive it.

After giving instructions to Luo Ping, Li Hao left in a hurry.

"By the way, little brother, what is your spiritual root?"

"Five elements of mixed spiritual roots, the talent is a bit poor."

Lin Changan's answer made Luo Ping's mouth twitch.

His talent is quite poor, he is clearly in a waste state!

However, he is just a menial disciple, so talent is not important.

"It's a little bit bad, but as long as you work hard, nothing is impossible!"

Although he was complaining in his heart, Luo Ping still spoke in a very official manner.

"Take this token and go to the logistics department to get the equipment for the menial disciples. If you have any questions, come and find me!"

After Luo Ping finished speaking, he casually threw a black wooden token to Lin Changan, on which was engraved the word "odd jobs".

"Thank you, Master Luo!"

Lin Changan took the token and ran to the logistics department happily.

"I wonder if the equipment Master Luo is talking about is a flying sword or a talisman?"

Lin Changan couldn't help but fantasize about flying with a sword. This is the dream of many men!

Soon, Lin Changan took the lead in the so-called "equipment".

"That's it?"

"Where's my flying sword?"

Looking at the thing in his hand, Lin Changan was stunned!

A set of coarse cloth clothes and a book on "Basic Qi Refining Technique".

"The quality of this clothing is not even as good as what my servants wear!"

Feeling the quality of the clothes, Lin Changan couldn't help but complain.

Such a big immortal gate seems a bit shabby.

"Fortunately, I have a cultivation method, which means I can finally get in touch with the cultivation of immortals!"

Lin Changan turned his gaze to the Qi Refining Technique.

Whether or not I can become the legendary immortal master depends entirely on this book!

After a while, Lin Changan arrived at his residence.

Each of the Qinglong Sect's menial disciples has his or her own independent room. Although they are all small wooden houses, fortunately the space is still quite large.

"Room 8888! What a lucky number!"

Among the stacked wooden houses, Lin Changan found the one that belonged to him.

When I opened the door, a musty smell hit me in the face.

It's not hard to tell that no one has lived here for a long time.

The environment is completely different from that of the Lin family.

However, in his previous life, in order to save money for his girlfriend's studies, Lin Chang'an even lived in a "coffin room" that cost 100 yuan a month.

This cabin is pretty good.

After tidying up the wooden house, Lin Changan began to look through the Qi Refining Techniques.

"If I can't enter the Qi Refining Stage within six months, I'll have to pack up and leave!"

Lin Changan sighed. This was the rule of the Qinglong Sect.

But with my rubbish talent, it is really difficult for me to enter the Qi Refining Stage within half a year.

[Ding! The host's talent is detected to be extremely poor! The resource gift and critical hit return system is activated!]

Suddenly, a cold mechanical voice sounded in Lin Changan's mind.

[Host: Lin Changan]

Age: Five years old

[Cultivation: None]

[Skill: None]

[Spell: None]

[Items: Basic Qi Refining Technique (Yellow Grade, Lower Grade), a Newbie Gift Pack]

The system panel suddenly appeared in Lin Changan's mind, and Lin Changan's brain short-circuited for three seconds.

"Damn it! System, you finally showed up!"

"I knew the system might be late, but it will never be absent!"

Lin Changan was extremely excited. Is his career as the Dragon Aotian about to begin?

"Is the system here? I haven't even introduced this function yet!"

[This system has a name, you can call me Xiao Ai! ]

Lin Changan: “…”

"Xiao Ai, please introduce your functions."

[Ding! As long as the host gives resources to others, they will receive a corresponding multiple of the resources back! ]

[Note! The higher the talent of the person the host gives the gift to, the greater the critical hit return multiplier, and the better the resources the host receives in return!]

[Tip: The higher the favorability of the host towards the person who gave the host the resources, the greater the critical hit multiplier!]