Chapter 3 Test()

Half an hour later.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air came, and three men in their twenties and cold-faced faces stepped on the flying sword and landed in front of the Xiao family hall.

"Where is the Xiao family living? We are ordered to come and bring people there quickly."

The three of them looked cold and arrogant, and they even revealed a high aura in their bones. Their eyes occasionally swept across everyone, just like watching an ant.

Hearing the noise, Xiao Wenting hurriedly brought the members of the Xiao family to welcome him, and said with a humble expression: "Three immortal masters came from afar, please go to the lobby to sit for a while and have a cup of tea."

Seeing this, Xiao Chen clenched his fists in secret, and swore in his heart that he must become a powerful immortal master and make his father and mother proud.

"No need, we are ordered to take away the young man who participated in the test of the Immortal Sect. We will leave immediately." A young man pretending to be in the head frowned and said coldly.

"Yes! Yes!" Xiao Wenting did not dare to delay any delay and quickly nodded and agreed.

"Free!" The three young men were muttering, and suddenly reached out to the flying sword under their feet. The size of the flying sword suddenly increased rapidly, and each one was enough to stand up to several people.

"You guys come up and stand in turn, don't be afraid."

Seeing the three immortal masters flying with their swords, the young men of the Xiao family were able to make them bigger out of thin air. Naturally, they were full of awe in their hearts. Hearing this, they lined up to the giant sword and stood in sequence.

"rise!"

After everyone came up, the three young men did not say hello to anyone. The flying sword suddenly rose up and shot towards the distant sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Xiao Chen leave, Xiao's father suddenly exploded, his face turned pale in an instant, and then he staggered out.

"Clan leader, although Xiao Chen retains the blood of our Xiao family, he is not as good as us at all. Why did you agree to let him join the Immortal Sect? If this kid is lucky and we offended them before, wouldn't we feel uncomfortable for ourselves in the future?" After Xiao's father left, Xiao Wenbin complained slightly.

Xiao Wenting sneered, "Don't worry, third brother, that boy Xiao Chen has extremely poor physical fitness and short-lived clothes. How could he be selected by the immortal master? Don't worry."

In his heart, the only one who is most likely to become an immortal master this time was his son Xiao Lin. After all, this time, he asked him to bring that thing.

White clouds were trampling under your feet, and a strong wind came towards you, making people unable to open their eyes.

Xiao Chen stood on the last man's flying sword, and only felt a whirring sound of wind in his ears. He held his hands tightly, and resisted his fear.

The man who controlled the flying sword to fly gave a light exclamation, his eyes turned around his face, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

"call!"

The wind suddenly became a little more intense, and from the body it felt like they were already falling rapidly. After a moment, the man's cold voice came again, "It's here, you guys go down."

The young men of the Xiao family opened their eyes only to find that they had already arrived at an unknown place.

Xiao Chen walked down the flying sword and looked around. This place was a valley hundreds of feet in size. The trees were lush and green, as if they contained endless vitality. Various strange flowers and plants were filled with them. There seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air, and it looked like a fairyland.

At this moment, dozens of teenagers had already arrived in the valley, including men and women, but at this moment, their eyes looked at Xiao Chen and others with a faint hostility.

"Since you are here, arrange it quickly, and the test will begin soon." There was a stone table in front of the crowd, and an old man, who was about fifty years old, sat there with his eyes narrowed. The three young men who were sending Xiao Chen and others to come here respectfully bowed to him, then turned around and stood aside.

As the eldest son of the Xiao family, Xiao Lin had already received some secret advice. At this moment, he bowed to the old man and quickly lined up with everyone behind him.

"Okay, follow the order one by one to go forward to the test." The old man opened his eyes, his glittering eyes as if he could see through a person's body, which made many years subconsciously lower their heads and dare not look at him.

"Let's start with the Mei family."

The old man's voice fell, and a 16 or 17-year-old boy immediately walked out of the group on the left. He was strong and powerful, with a pair of bright eyes. However, at this moment, he was nervous and saluted to the old man first, and then he handed his hand to the old man.

The old man reached out to hold it, opened his eyes after a moment, and said expressionlessly: "No spiritual roots, go to the left to stand."

When the young man heard this, he felt as if he had lost all his strength and walked listlessly to the open space on the left.

"Next!"

Another girl walked up carefully and put her hand in the old man's hand.

"If you don't have spiritual roots, you can also stand on the left."

The old man was quite fast, and dozens of teenagers were halfway through in a moment, and no one met the requirements.

"Next!" The old man frowned slightly, and his face also showed a hint of impatience.

This time, a girl came out. She was in her 28th year, with white skin and a black hair falling on her waist, like the fairy in the painting, who accidentally ended up in the world.

"The Ji family is Ji Yuewu from the Ji family. I didn't expect that she will come today!"

"This woman is said to be able to gather spiritual energy without a teacher at the age of ten. She must have spiritual roots in her body."

"Ji Yuewu is so lucky to become an immortal master if she has spiritual roots."

Xiao Chen listened to the whispers of the boys, his brows frowned slightly, as if the only ones who were assessed here were the spiritual roots, otherwise even if they were good physical fitness, he would not be qualified. Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved. If he really had physical fitness, he would probably have no chance. However, seeing the more than thirty dejected boys on the left, his heart tightened again. He didn't know what this spiritual root was, but it seemed very rare.

"The wood-attribute spiritual root, excellent qualifications, good! good! good!" The old man in charge of the test suddenly opened his eyes, and a little surprise flashed through it, and he smiled repeatedly.

Xiao Chen's thoughts were interrupted. When he raised his head, he happened to see Ji Yuewu's face calmly and withdrew his jade hand. The ancient Jing Wubo on his face seemed to be no surprise.

"You stand on the right first, and come with me to see the leader later." The old man was obviously in a good mood and was also very gentle to Ji Yuewu.

Ji Yuewu nodded slightly, then walked to the right and stood still in the envious eyes of everyone. Her snow-white neck was raised high, and as she walked, she was like a fairy coming to the world.

"Next!" The old man seemed to have some energy and his voice became more energetic.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, except for the Xiao family, the teenagers from several other major families had completed the test. In addition to Ji Yuewu, there was a man and a woman who passed the test. However, judging from the old man's plain face, these two people were of average qualifications, but even so, it was enough to make everyone envious.

"Next!"

As the son of the clan leader, Xiao Lin naturally stood at the top of the team. Hearing this, he sorted out his clothes, bowed respectfully to the old man, and then handed his hands in full expectation.

The old man didn't even look at it. After holding it, he closed his eyes and shook his head slightly for a moment, "I don't have a head and my spirit root, I'm not qualified."

When Xiao Lin heard this, his expression suddenly changed, but when he thought of what his father secretly gave him, his face became a little more bloody.

"Sir Immortal Master, when I came from home, my father asked me to bring me a gift to the Immortal Master, and asked the Immortal Master to give me more advice for his filial piety." Without waiting for the old man to refuse, he carefully took out a brocade bag from his arms.

The old man showed a bit of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth when he heard this. He was a high-ranking immortal cultivator. What could a secular family send him something that made him look at? But he still opened the cloth bag and revealed a black piece of stone-like thing.

"Iron Essence!" A moment of demeanor suddenly burst out in the old man's eyes. He reached out and held it in his hand. After a while, his face was even more happy. The purity of this iron Essence exceeded his imagination, and it was enough for him to refine a spiritual weapon that could be used in the late stage of foundation building.

"Well! I have accepted this iron spirit. For your filial piety, I will accept you as a registered disciple. If you follow me in the future, if you perform well, you may become a true disciple." The old man put the iron spirit into the storage bag without any trace and said with a squinted eye.

"Recorded disciple?" Xiao Lin was stunned when he heard this.

"What, are you not satisfied?" the old man shouted slightly gloomy.

"No, no, how dare you be arrogant! Disciple Xiao Lin, pay homage to Master!" Xiao Lin hurriedly bent down and bowed down.

"Well, you can stand on the right too." The old man nodded with satisfaction and said lightly.

"Yes." Although he was a registered disciple, he felt the envious look that everyone had cast, Xiao Lin was a little unhappy and instantly threw himself away, and walked to the right and stood up arrogantly.

"Next!"

"Next!"

Soon, everyone except Xiao Chen had completed the test, but no one except Xiao Lin had spiritual roots.

"What bloodline passed down from ancient times has not produced spiritual roots for three hundred years? I think I'll suggest to the sect leader next time to cancel the qualification of the Xiao family to join the Immortal Sect." The old man muttered in secret and said impatiently: "The last one."

Xiao Chen was stunned and then thought that he was the last person, and walked over with full of expectations. Thinking of his father's eyes full of expectations before leaving, and thinking of the humiliation his father suffered for him to fight for this opportunity, his eyes suddenly became extremely firm.

"It must have! It must have!"

After a while, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said, "No spiritual roots are not qualified!"

It was like a thunder resounding in his ears. Xiao Chen's face was pale when he was trembling by the cold six words. When he thought of his father's expectation, his eyes turned black and he almost fell to the ground. With the teenagers' gloating eyes, Xiao Chen returned to the end of the team in a daze, and only one sentence echoed in his mind: How to explain to his father!
Chapter completed!