The day of the Ascension Conference. Fu Changsheng, Fu Changli, Fu Molan, Fu Changren, and even Liu Meizhen and Runzhi, who had just passed the third rite, returned to their clan from Fangshi. The third brother Fu Changli, who was guarding Yanyang Mulin, also arrived half an hour ago. We arrived at the back mountain where the soul-detecting platform was built. Because today is of symbolic significance to the Fu family. There is a spirit measuring platform. Then the Fu clan will be able to continuously add new blood in the future, which will be a significant stroke in the history of the Fu clan. The eyes of the seven people fell on the Grandmaster without blinking. As Grandmaster Yu's last rune was imprinted into the stone pillar of the Spirit Detection Platform, the entire Spirit Detection Platform buzzed and trembled, and then a bright nine-color spiritual light lit up. The aura faded away. Grandmaster Yu's face turned a little pale: "The spirit detection platform has been constructed and can be put into use today." "Grandmaster Yu, thank you for your hard work. This is a new wine brewed by my third brother in Yanyang Mulin using flower nectar. It has just been opened. I would like to ask Grandmaster Yu to help you taste it."
Fu Changsheng offered several bottles of Baihua wine with both hands. Grandmaster Yu's originally tired expression immediately brightened up, he raised his head and took a sip, murmuring: "Well, it's fragrant but not greasy, not bad!" Said. He walked and drank Baihua Wine and left the Shengxian Dojo. At this time, Fu Changren stepped forward excitedly, touched the spirit measuring platform with his hand, and said with emotion: "It has been seven years, and our Fu family has finally rebuilt our spiritual platform. If the elders and martyrs who died in the battle seven years ago knew about it, they would be able to rest in peace." To the end. Fu Changren's eyes were already red. Fu Molan was also a little moved. Although she had only returned to the clan for seven years, she had experienced life and death together, and her feelings for the clan were no less than those of the others. However, she understood that the biggest contributor to the clan's success was the head of the clan, Fu Changsheng, so she took over her eldest brother's role. Fu Changsheng said: "This is all thanks to the family leader who sacrificed his life several times for the clan. Otherwise, it would have been a long time before our clan wanted to rebuild the spirit-detecting platform." The rest of the people nodded in agreement. Liu Meizhen's eyes fell on Fu Molan, and her smile reached her eyes: "A moment with such important historical significance should be engraved in family history. There will definitely be more and more things like this in the future. If there is no special person to record it, then future generations will forget the sacrifices of the forefathers, so I I think it’s time for our Fu family to elect someone to write the family history of our Fu family.” this matter. Liu Meizhen had discussed it with Fu Changsheng two days ago. Fu Changsheng's eyes fell on Mo Lan: "Mo Lan, how about you being responsible for writing the family history of our Fu family?" Being able to write family histories means that they have a decisive role in the clan. When the number of Qi Practitioners in the clan increases in the future, Fu Molan will undoubtedly be among the first group of people to be promoted to elders, and can also be regarded as the family's management.
Fu Molan did not expect to be entrusted with such an important task. After reacting. Luoluo Dafang said immediately: "Family head, please rest assured that Mo Lan will definitely record the family history of our Fu family fairly and rigorously." Fu Changsheng nodded slightly. When Liu Meizhen saw this, she smiled and said: "Husband, the clan members have already gathered in front of the ancestral hall." Since the Ascension Conference is such an important event, it is natural to open an ancestral hall to inform the ancestors. Everyone arrived at the ancestral hall. The tribesmen whose spiritual roots are to be tested have been taught the process of sacrifice for a while. At this time, they were standing respectfully at the foot of the ancestral hall. As Fu Changsheng appeared, drums sounded, and nine drums fell. Fu Changsheng held an incense stick. , with a solemn face, said in a deep voice: "Fu Changsheng, the twenty-third generation head of the Luofeng Mountain family, would like to sincerely tell the gods of the mountains and rivers, look up to the Holy Spirit, establish a heart for heaven and earth, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, establish a destiny for the people, and create peace for all generations. Long, I will only inherit the order of heaven, and I will use it as a sacrifice to my family." The words fell. The drums beat again. All the people kowtowed and burned incense to mourn. Fu Changsheng then said loudly: "The auspicious time has arrived, the Immortal Ascension Conference begins now!" As soon as these words came out, the breathing of the tribe below suddenly became rapid. Everyone moved to the Shengxian Dojo. As Fu Changsheng hit a spell on the formation plate, the formation light curtain rose. For confidentiality. During the spiritual root test, only Fu Molan, who was responsible for recording, and the clan leader, Fu Changsheng, were present, and no fourth person was present. There was only one person entering the circle each time. Fu Molan took the roster and sang one by one: "Daxi Village Fu Qingmu" Being the first to read his name, Aoki was so nervous that his palms sweated. He is already twelve years old this year. In the past seven years, he has been praying day and night for the Immortal Assembly to come soon. Whether it is an insect or a dragon will be decided today. . His widowed mother Liu held his hand and said comfortingly: "Qingmu, relax, even if you don't have spiritual roots, there is still a martial arts school in the clan, where you can still practice martial arts and become successful like your father." "Mom, I know." The mother has been ill all year round, and the medicine has been kept in constant supply, and the family's wealth has been sold out. If the spiritual root cannot be detected, mother and son will have problems with food and clothing, and there will be no money left to send him to a martial arts gym. Today was his chance to change his fate against the odds. If it succeeds, then his mother will have money for medicine in the future, and he can get rid of his hard life of doing hard work. Aoki took a deep breath and walked step by step to the Ascension Dojo. The formation light curtain behind him closed. Listening to the gentle voice guiding him, he took a deep breath, threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and closed his eyes tightly. Behind his eyes, he placed his hands on the soul-detecting platform. A cool feeling suddenly hit his heart, and his originally tense mood relaxed involuntarily.
He felt himself plunged into darkness. Just when he was at a loss, a red aura suddenly lit up in the darkness, followed by yellow, gold, green and white. Five auras lingered around him. He instinctively wanted to inhale it into his body, but he had no clue. The next moment. All illusions disappear. A voice came from my ears: "Yes, you have pseudo-spiritual roots and can practice." He succeeded! He has become a cultivator! This meant that his mother's medicine money was secured, and his life trajectory was rewritten. Aoki was so excited that his body was trembling, and he was taken out of the Shengxian Dojo lightly. When his eyes fell on his mother Liu, for some reason, tears suddenly welled up. When Liu saw it, she quickly stepped forward to comfort her: "It's okay, it's okay. You can't be an immortal cultivator. Mom pawned the dowry hairpin given by my great-grandmother. I can still send you to the clan's martial arts gym. It's okay, it's okay." That silver hairpin was passed down from generation to generation through Liu's maternal line. When Mr. Liu was seriously ill and couldn't afford medicine, he was reluctant to pawn it, but now he didn't hesitate at all. After hearing this, Aoki shed more tears. Fu Changsheng saw him on the platform, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. He had not seen his mother since he was born, and he didn't even know what his mother looked like. He said with a smile: "Ms. Liu, you can keep your hairpin, and Qingmu can embark on the path of cultivation." As soon as this statement came out. Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, and immediately cried with joy. Everyone was envious when they saw it. Especially when they saw that the head of the family really rewarded them with a hundred taels of gold, they all became excited. Fu Kang'er, who was in the middle, looked at the Liu family and their son who were holding their heads and sobbing. She curled her lips in disgust and said to Chen, "Mom, when the head of the family announces that I have spiritual roots, you can't cry like the widow Liu. No." You have to lose face.” Waited for about more than an hour. Finally we arrived at Fu Kang'er. Fu Kang'er straightened his clothes and went up to the Shengxian Dojo with high spirits. Following Mo Lan's guidance, he closed his eyes and placed his hands on the soul-detecting platform. However, after a long time, he felt nothing. Came from the side: "No Spiritual Root, you can go out." No spiritual roots? ! Fu Kang'er's eyes suddenly opened and widened: "Master, my method must have been wrong just now. I'll test it again." The fortune teller said so.
He is extremely talented and can become a Foundation-Building Immortal in the future. How could he not have spiritual roots? It must be that the way you tested is wrong. Fu Changsheng waved his sleeves, and a stream of spiritual energy was gently sent to the opponent outside the formation. Fu Kang'er was willing to do anything, so he immediately shouted loudly: "Master, Master, there must be something wrong. My great-grandfather was a monk. How could I not have spiritual roots? It must be that the soul-detecting platform is broken. Yes, yes. There must be something wrong with the soul-detecting platform. I It’s impossible not to have spiritual roots.” Fu Changsheng frowned. This Fu Kang'er looked to be thirteen years old. At this age, he had already proposed marriage, but he was still so crude that he couldn't distinguish the occasion. He looked like he was spoiled by his family. He immediately flicked his index finger and a stream of spiritual power penetrated the other party's dumb hole. middle. Fu Kang'er's howling stopped abruptly. Chen, who was in the crowd, never expected this result. At this time, she sat on the ground with weak legs and murmured: "The fortune teller clearly said that Kang'er has the appearance of an immortal. How could it be so? How could it be so?!" Could it be said that he was defeated by the bad guy at home? ! The short-lived ghost Shitou first killed his own mother, and now he came to kill Kang'er. A fierce look suddenly flashed in Chen's eyes: "When I first got married, I should have just drowned that short-lived ghost in the urine bucket! This short-lived ghost, Ke Jiaxing, let's see how I deal with him when I get back!!" The Immortal Ascension Conference was held immediately. It lasted a whole day from morning to sunset, after the last person finished testing. Fu Changsheng glanced at the registration book and was quite satisfied. His eyes fell on Fu Molan, and he became a little nervous at this moment: "Molan, it's your turn." When Mo Lan was brought back to the tribe, the spirit detection platform had been destroyed and no spiritual roots were tested. The intelligence did not mention the condition of the other party's spiritual roots.