Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Xiang Hongyi saw that Sanqing Daoist frowned, and he was afraid that something was wrong, so he asked nervously:

"Immortal Elder...Is the child's condition not good?"

Master Sanqing removed his hand from Fusu's shoulder, stroked the mustache that he didn't have, and shook his head slightly.

"If Pindao is not mistaken, little friend should be the root of five spirits..."

Wulinggen? !

Xiang Hongyi's eyes widened in shock?

How could it be Wulinggen?

Su Er was brought up by him with careful teaching. Others may not know about his talent, but he did know it clearly.

Even if it is not the most outstanding single spirit root, it is impossible to be the most messy and least qualified five spirit roots!Rather than believing that Su Er has no qualifications, he believed that San Qing Daoist was wrong.

"Why, Brother Xiang is questioning my ability?"

Seeing Hongyi's expression, Master Sanqing knew what he was thinking, and asked angrily.

Xiang Hongyi was awakened by the words, and secretly startled.

How could he have such an idea? He has known Daoist Sanqing for many years, and he is the clearest about his abilities, so it is impossible for him to be wrong.

Could it be that Su Er is really a fool?

"Immortal Elder is too worried, I am just a little shocked, and I don't mean to offend."

Xiang Hongyi bowed his hand and apologized to Sanqing Zhenren.

Daoist Sanqing waved his hand: "It's nothing, but this spiritual root is born. Although my little friend has never cultivated immortals and visited Taoism, he has a calm temper, witty and clever, and will definitely become a pillar in the future. Brother Xiang, there is no need to worry about it."

Xiang Hongyi said yes again and again with a wry smile.

The two chatted for a few more words and then left.

Sighing slightly to Hongyi, he looked at Fusu who was uncharacteristically standing quietly by the side.Walking in front of him, squatting down, squeezed his little fleshy hands hanging on both sides.

"Su Er don't need to be sad, this spiritual root matter cannot be forced..."

He didn't finish his sentence, thinking about the things he had taught Fusu to practice hard all these years, he felt speechless.

Fusu looked at Xiang Hongyi who was looking sad in front of him, and shook his head slightly.

He knew that he would not be caught by the truth of the Sanqing.

So when he explored the spiritual root, he didn't have any worries.

This world is centered on Wei Jie, and his character is the Demon Lord of the Demon Sect. The two will not have any intersection before the story begins.

According to the setting, Wei Jie will enter Xuantian Sword Sect to practice at the age of 13.

Therefore, he will definitely not enter the Xuantian Sword Sect, so no matter whether his aptitude is good or bad, he will not be selected.

Regarding the setting of this world, he didn't pay attention to these details. The story really started, and when Wei Jie was in his twenties, according to calculations, he is only a young child now.

It's just that from today's perspective, when he set up the world, the bugs left behind will be repaired by him.

For example, this spiritual root.

The spiritual root of the Holy Spirit Continent: divided into gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, darkness, wind, thunder and other attributes.

Pseudo-spiritual roots: Spiritual roots with four or five attributes, the cultivation speed is very slow.

True Spiritual Root: The spiritual root with two or three attributes can be cultivated at a faster speed.

Heavenly Spiritual Root: A single spiritual root with only one attribute, the cultivation speed is several times faster than ordinary spiritual roots, and there is no bottleneck in forming alchemy.

"Daddy don't need to be too sad, Su'er doesn't want to go to that sect, Su'er just wants to stay with Daddy and Mother all the time, isn't this just right?"

Fu Su took Xiang Hongyi's hand: "Besides, doesn't Daddy know Su'er's cultivation aptitude best?!"

If Qu Xiujie had been present, she would definitely have expressed deep contempt for Fusu when she heard Fusu's coquettish tone.

Fu Su spread his hands, is it a child who blames me?

Xiang Hongyi looked at Fusu who was smiling innocently and cutely, and the sadness in his heart was swept away.

That's right, he knows Su'er's abilities best, no matter whether the spirit root is good or bad, he is his most precious child.

"Look, as a father, Su Er actually comforted me in turn."

Xiang Hongyi cheered up, and held Fusu's hand back, "Go, find your mother, she should be waiting."

Fu Su smiled and hummed, walked towards the wing with Xiang Hongyi on short legs.

As for how the two of them explained to Xiang Shi, I will not mention it for the time being.

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After Sanqing Daoist came, Fusu's life didn't change much, he still practiced and drank every day.

However, if we really talk about changes earlier, there are still some subtle changes.

For example, when he was lazy in cultivation, he turned a blind eye to Hongyi and stopped worrying too much.

Another example is when he goes to the kitchen to steal wine and drink, he can always see his favorite peach blossom wine being thoughtfully placed on the desk.

Fusu likes to hear about these changes, and doesn't point them out. Every time he pretends to be surprised, he can't be happy with the wine.

Speaking of cultivation, Fusu couldn't help but find it funny.

When he set the Holy Spirit Continent as the Cultivation Continent, he knew that he needed to practice after entering the world.

The students who can enter the Taige have amazing learning ability, so he didn't make detailed arrangements for it.

Thinking of this point, Fusu couldn't help but smile softly, who would have thought that his way of cultivation was to sleep? ?

You can improve your cultivation while sleeping, such a ridiculous and buggy cultivation method is simply too thoughtful.

In order not to be seen, Fusu even went to practice with Xiang Hongyi every day extra.

He is lazy on weekdays, but his cultivation base is so silently improving...

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"Candied haws!"

"Steamed buns, hot and fragrant buns are freshly baked!"

.......

On the bustling and bustling street, all kinds of hawkers are actively shouting, trying to buy more things to go out.

Passers-by looked at the two walking in the middle of the road and couldn't help but turn their heads frequently.

Among the bustling crowd, a child in a red dress was waving a white fan in his hand, walking leisurely through the crowd, his fleshy face was slightly reddened by the hot weather, and his face was getting more and more serious. The child's eyebrows are like distant mountains, he is exquisitely carved, and he is very cute. He is the young master of a rich family with his noble appearance.

And behind the child was an adult man dressed in black. The man had no expression on his face, but followed the young master step by step, carrying some messy childish things in his hands. Compared with them, people couldn't help laughing.

Fusu waved his fan slightly, looking around curiously.

In the [-]th century, science and technology were highly developed, and people's shopping has been directly purchased by optical brains in virtual shopping malls. It is absolutely impossible to see such a bustling and lively scene.

"Young master, you have to take a look at this little sugar man, Laoshen."

An old woman in her fifties saw Fusu passing by, and recommended him with a smile, with a kind and kind smile on her face, this child is so attractive.

Fusu stopped in front of the old woman's sugar figurine table and smiled at the old woman.I saw a lot of lifelike little sugar figurines on the table, and the lifelike appearance was very interesting.

Fusu thought for a while, and asked for a candy figure in the shape of a bunny.

"I want this."

"Hey! Okay!"

Fusu took the sugar figurine and thanked him politely, then walked forward again.

After the business was concluded, the old woman was even more happy, she watched Fusu leave with a smile, thinking in her heart that it would be great if her little naughty monkey was also so sensible and polite.

The sensible and polite Fusu was eating candy and walked to an arch bridge at this time, when he suddenly saw a group of people gathered under the house opposite the bridge, among them were a group of children with withered faces and tattered clothes, their hands were Tied up with iron chains, they squatted on the ground numbly to be evaluated by others. From a distance, the oldest one was no more than seven or eight years old, while the youngest was only about three years old.

"What's that?" Fusu asked suspiciously.

The man behind him was slightly taken aback, and followed Fusu's gaze.

"Master, that's a human tooth who specializes in slave trade."

Slave trade?

Fusu glanced at it clearly, but was not very interested. He was about to leave after eating the candy man.

Suddenly, there was a child among the group of children, about five or six years old, skinny, with a withered complexion and messy hair.

only..

Fusu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Just that fleeting look from the kid, it was funny to watch.

Those eyes were full of resentment, unyielding, perseverance and... killing intent.

Fusu was suddenly very interested in what the kid would do next.

The man carrying the things looked at Fusu and an inconspicuous child in the crowd, wondering in his heart, the young master wanted to buy that child.

"Master, do you need a villain to find that human tooth?"

Fusu withdrew his gaze, shook his head lightly, looked at Tang Renyou who was about to finish eating in his hand, and shrugged his mouth regretfully.

"no need"

Wouldn't it be a lot less fun to buy him?

The man responded with a respectful yes, and stopped talking.

Fusu looked up at the sky, and saw that the sunny sky not long ago had gradually darkened, and murmured slightly: "The sky is going to change."

"Go, go."

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The moment Fusu turned around, the man who had lowered his head suddenly looked in his direction, but only saw the back of a man in black...

"What are you looking at!

Ren Yazi looked at the boy who raised his head, and scolded angrily, "If you can't sell any of them today, I'll see how I deal with you, you bunch of unlucky bastards, bah!"

The boy lowered his head again, pinching himself tightly with the hands tied behind him.

"Damn it, it's going to rain!"

The man with a deep scar on his face spat at the children, and kicked the child closest to him fiercely, only to make the child's face turn pale and tears fill his eyes.

"Okay, stop talking, let's go back first, it's really raining now, so it's not easy to go back."

The lean man next to the man with the scar stopped the scar from kicking the boy.

"Business is not good today. I'll go buy some wine and meat later to drive away the bad luck. My brother and I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Hearing the words, the man with the scar retracted his feet happily, thinking about the scene of eating meat and drinking heavily, he licked his lips greedily

"Buy some more later, let us brothers have fun."

The thin man smiled and nodded, picked up the whip beside him and slammed it on the ground.

"Let me get up quickly."

The people squatting on the ground were frightened and quickly got up from the ground, obviously scared of being beaten.

One of the two men walked in front and the other behind, leading a group of people towards the residence.

The boy walking in the middle looked at the pinched bloody palm, lowered his head slightly, his seriousness was covered by long bangs, revealing a terrifying hostility......