After being reborn, I took my childhood sweetheart to cultivate immortality.

After clarifying the conditions for accepting apprentices, the old man happily ran outside.

Since the immortal masters have entrusted me with such an important matter, I must do it perfectly to live up to their trust.

As evening fell, the drums of the ancestral hall in Qingshi Village began to beat loudly, and all the villagers put down their work and rushed to the ancestral hall.

"Uncle Changsheng, has something serious happened? Why else would you be beating the big drum in the ancestral hall?"

"Yes, Uncle, the drum in the ancestral hall is rarely sounded except during festivals."

Shen Changsheng glanced at the people waiting for his reply, and said with a mysterious smile, "Dajiang, Dongzi, and you guys, don't be in a hurry. I'll tell you when everyone is here."

At the end of the village, Shen Dongsheng lives.

Shen Changqing said, "Dad, the drums are beating at the ancestral hall. Something big must have happened. I'll go take a look."

Old Master Shen Dongsheng nodded, "Go ahead, the second son hasn't returned from Jindu City yet. You can also ask the eldest son of the second son to come over with you."

Shen Changqing replied, "Understood, Father."

After everyone in the village had come to the ancestral hall, Shen Changsheng finally explained why he had called them there.

After Shen Changsheng finished speaking, Shen Changqing asked incredulously, "Uncle Village Chief, are you saying that the immortal master who helped us kill the demonic cultivators last time has returned and wants to take on disciples here?"

Shen Changsheng: "Yes, all children aged five to fifteen can have their spiritual roots tested. As long as their spiritual roots are good, they have the opportunity to learn immortal techniques."

Shen Dajiang: "Uncle Village Chief, did Uncle Xian say how much he charges? If it's too expensive, we can't afford it."

Shen Changsheng said with a smile, "We don't need money. The immortal master said they don't accept money. Given how poor our place is, the immortal master wouldn't even look at our meager earnings."

"For the next two days, any children of the appropriate age in your household can be brought in for testing. If you have relatives living nearby, you can also go and let them know."

After Shen Changsheng finished speaking, he seemed to have just thought of something and said slowly, "I know that some of you have the bad habit of favoring sons over daughters, but I can't usually control that."

But this time the spiritual root test is different. Both boys and girls have to go. You can't do anything to prevent girls from going. That's what the immortal master said.

If any family offends the two immortal masters because of this, and they become so angry that they stop taking disciples from our village, then that family will be a sinner in our village.

Upon hearing this warning, some of those who had originally planned to keep their daughters at home to work immediately abandoned the idea.

No one dared to do something that would offend the entire village, let alone with a celestial master involved.

At dawn the next day, families in the village with children aged five to fifteen got up and dressed their children in their best clothes, preparing to send them to the bamboo forest to have their spiritual roots tested as soon as it was light.

Previously, I had only heard that immortal masters in those big cities would occasionally recruit disciples, but since each immortal master had to pay an entrance fee of twenty taels of silver, they didn't have that much silver to send their children there.

Now that such a great opportunity has come to our village, most of the villagers stayed up all night last night, except for the children who didn't know any better.

As dawn broke, villagers began heading towards the bamboo forest.

At this moment, Shen Changsheng also led his two grandsons over there. The two immortal masters said that they lived there, but there was no house there, and they didn't know how they slept last night.

He thought that after the children finished testing their spiritual roots, he would gather the able-bodied men in the village to help the two immortal masters build a house.

But when they reached the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, they saw the beautiful wooden houses with carved beams and painted rafters and thought they had come to the wrong place.

How could such a large compound have been built in just one night?

However, considering the identities of the two owners of the house, they all felt it made sense. They were immortals; what couldn't they conjure up?

The thought that their own children could learn such skills in the future made everyone in Qingshi Village tremble with excitement.

At this moment, everyone was softly chanting, "Ancestors of the Shen family, you must bless our child with spiritual roots."

When Xu Qingman and her husband woke up from their cultivation, their wooden house was already surrounded by villagers, who had probably brought their children to have their spiritual roots tested.

The two didn't say much, but simply opened the door and let the children who were testing their spiritual roots come in and line up.

After all the children in the village came in, Xu Qingman and her companion took out a spirit-testing stone and had each child come forward to be tested.

Standing at the front were the village chief's two grandsons. Xu Qingman waved gently, and the two little ones walked over with smiles.

Xu Qingman and her husband stayed at their house for a few days and even gave them snacks a few times. The two little ones weren't afraid of Xu Qingman and her husband at all.

"Potato, you go first. Put your right hand on the spirit-testing stone, yes, like that. Close your eyes and don't think about anything."

When Xu Qingman saw the beam of light shooting straight into the sky, she realized that she had not been wrong. This child actually had a single fire spiritual root.

Not only Xu Qingman and her husband saw this ray of light, but everyone in Qingshi Village could see it clearly.

Shen Changsheng, in particular, was so moved that he was sobbing uncontrollably.

During the years he worked in Jindu City, he was fortunate enough to witness a celestial sect accepting disciples.

Although I was too old to have the opportunity to have my spiritual roots tested, I knew that having spiritual light meant I had spiritual roots.

I also specifically inquired and found out that one beam of light represents one spiritual root, and the fewer spiritual roots one has, the better one's aptitude.

If one's eldest grandson has only one spiritual root, then it means that he has superior aptitude.

Seeing his grandson's excellent talent, Shen Changsheng felt as refreshed as eating a piece of ice on a hot summer day.

Seeing him in tears, several villagers tried to comfort him, saying, "Village chief, don't cry. If it doesn't work out, so be it. You still have a son in your family who hasn't been tested yet, there's still a chance."

"Yes, Dad, don't be sad. Whether it works or not is up to fate. Tudouzi is a smart child who learns to read quickly. Let's let him learn more characters. When he grows up, he can find a job in the city."

Shen Changsheng: "Bullshit, who's crying? I'm crying because I'm happy, you know? My son is not only good, he's very good, anyway you wouldn't understand."

Shen Changsheng's eldest son, Tudouzi's biological father, Shen Qingshan, suddenly realized and said, "So having light means having spiritual roots? We've all been wrong. My son has spiritual roots, hehehe."

"Qingshan is going to be ecstatic now, his son Tudouzi can learn magic from the immortal master."

"That's right, I don't know if my dear grandson is up to the task. I'm incredibly nervous right now."

"Who isn't nervous? Everyone here is extremely anxious."

Seeing these people talking incessantly, Shen Qinghe frowned and said, "Stop arguing, or you'll disturb the two immortal masters."