Chapter 783: Born With Closed Pulse

At this time in Qingyunzong's medicine garden.

A large number of villagers followed Wu Yongzong into the Fazhou, and experienced the feeling of flying here. It was the first time that they escaped for their lives, and they didn't care about enjoying it. This time, they moved to a deep mountain in Qingyunzong. Stabilized, and the mood is much more relaxed.

Moreover, the mountains are beautiful and the celestial spirit is lingering. The Qing Yunzong's scene is not something ordinary people can see.

Everyone was chattering and talking non-stop.

The leader is Mr. Wu Yongzong and the village head Zhuo Qingyun. The boat moves very slowly, as if playing. It was the vampire ancestor who specially ordered Mr. Wu Yongzong to treat the villagers to slow down, less bumpy, and let them The most important thing to watch Qing Yunzong is to win people's hearts.

I have to say that the ancestor of the vampire is really powerful, and he does everything in a logical manner. This move is for the sake of the villagers. sincerity.

The two of them were so bored that they actually started to play Go, one black and one white, they both used zhenqi as chess pieces, suspended in the air, startled step by step, very comfortable.

Hu Zi, who was carrying a big sword on his back, looked at it, feeling novelty, longing for this fairy-like life, and wanting to practice magic, but afraid that the village chief grandpa would call him stupid and unteachable, the expression on his face was slightly Worrying, how can this small lightening be hidden from village chief Zhuo Qingyun.

Elder Wu Yongzong asked first: "Son, do you want to cultivate?"

As soon as these words came out, there would always be people with sharp ears, and seven or eight of them came over at once, looking at the monk who was flying into the sky and slamming Fang Qiu, everyone was envious, and they all stared eagerly at Wu Yongzong and said the next sentence.

However, this gathering of honey attracted a swarm of bees, Wu Yongzong couldn't help laughing happily. Recently, the affairs of the clan have been cleared up, and the happy life has resumed. Seeing that the names of the villages are plain and unpretentious, and because of the village chief Zhuo Qingyun, they only Motivated by the desire to accept apprentices, accepting one is accepting, accepting two is also accepting, why not do it.

So he said: "The journey of a monk is not easy. It not only requires spiritual roots, but also luck. If you want to practice, you might as well wait until I test your spiritual roots for you."

It's spiritual roots, and luck, how can this group of honest villagers know that they only see the enviable side of the monks, but they don't see the difficulties behind them.

Lei Zi asked carelessly: "Old Wu Yongzong, we are all very dexterous, do you think we have spiritual roots?"

Elder Wu Yongzong smiled lightly, it was really hard to ask him to explain, the more he talked, the more he explained, the villagers who lived in the village for a long time and were not familiar with worldly affairs didn't know enough about monks to explain in detail.

I had no choice but to reach out and take out a test spirit stone from the storage bag, gave it to the nearest Huzi, and said, "Then go and test it, this is called a test spirit stone, if it has spiritual roots, it will emit light. If not, don't do anything."

Huzi held the measuring spirit stone in his hand, excitedly forgot to say thank you, and turned around to share it with the villagers. Since he went to Qingyun Mountain, he has seen all kinds of fairy styles here. His dream is now granted.

"Stop, Huzi, have you forgotten what I taught you, it's so rude."

Zhuo Qingyun said sternly.

"Oh, thank you Mr. Wu Yongzong, thank you Uncle Wu, hehehe."

After finishing speaking, he ran over quickly, and heard a group of villagers clustered together, talking non-stop, they all wanted to give it a try, maybe this could change their fate.

"Hahaha, this kid is really cute."

Wu Yongzong always laughed and said, everyone knows to call himself Uncle.

"I'm kidding, children are not sensible."

Zhuo Qingyun said apologetically.

"I am reluctant to let Huzi be my disciple, I will teach him well."

Wu Yongzong was always happy to see Lie Xin, and it was because Hu Zi was more to his liking, that's why he wanted to become an apprentice.

"Hey, poor kid, he was born with closed pulse, so he can't practice Qi."

Speaking of this, the village chief Zhuo Qingyun sighed with regret.

"Born with closed pulse? That's right,

This can be..."

But the following words can't be uttered, Wu Yongzong said all the old words, but it suddenly became a natural closed pulse, how could this apprentice accept it.

Poor Huzi didn't know about it, and happily tested the spirit stone with a group of villagers.

The spirit-testing stone in his hand carried the remaining warmth of others, and passed to Huzi. Huzi, like everyone else, was breathing a little short of breath. He held the spirit-testing stone tightly, and took a few breaths in a blink of an eye. There was no light at all. Speaking of dozens of people who have been tested now, none of them have spiritual roots. The originally noisy crowd seemed to have been poured with a pot of cold water, and their voices were much quieter.

Spiritual roots are things like checking a person's bones, which are innately brought in, and are not born. Only with spiritual roots can there be a foundation for cultivating immortals, just like dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and rats can make holes when they are born. Innate factors determine the path of his life.

Even Lei Zi, who is usually careless, couldn't help but sighed, saying that cultivating immortals is good, but now there is not even one who has the qualifications to cultivate immortals, so he walked up and patted Hu Zi on the shoulder to express his comfort and regret.

Not to mention that Huzi was brought up by the village chief Zhuo Qingyun since he was a child, but Huzi's strength and kindness to other people in peacetime are worthy of admiration.

Huzi failed the test, so he subconsciously looked at the village head Zhuo Qingyun, the person who raised him since he was a child, didn't even look at him, he passed the test spirit stone to the next person in frustration, his eyes dimmed back into the crowd.

After two sticks of incense, suddenly the spirit stone in a child's hand lit up. It was said that the light was not very bright, and the green haze was gradually revealing, but it lit up anyway.

"Excellent, isn't this a child of the Wang family?"

"Being able to become a monk, this child will have smooth sailing in the future."

"It's really a great thing to be able to worship Qingyunzong. The ancestral grave of Wang Er's family is smoking."

...

Chattering and saying everything, everyone surrounded and watched, only a seven or eight-year-old child was cheering, as if he had received a great honor, the spirit stone in his hand was emitting a green light, and the tiger's heart was burning.

"Yo, there really is one. Although the aptitude is not very good, he can also join my Qingyun sect."

Wu Yongzong didn't move his eyes, and he knew the situation with a glance with his divine sense.

"That's okay, these cubs in the province are chattering around me every day, and they are really promising for me."

Zhuo Qingyun said with a faint smile, but when he saw the envious eyes of the tiger next to him, a trace of sadness and regret flashed in his eyes.

Huzi's every move is taken into account, he has been with him since he was a child, he is said to be a disciple, he is equivalent to a son, but Zhuo Qingyun avoids talking about it, just let Huzi slowly accept the fact that he was born with a closed pulse, so as not to embrace the meaningless It will save a lot of trouble.

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