noffsinger Chapter 1107 Qinglin Gate
Chapter 1107 Qinglin Gate
Lu Luan asked in confusion: "Aren't the requirements for joining Qinglin Sect just to have a superior mortal spiritual root?"
"You are already this old, and you are only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. With this kind of aptitude, you really dare to say that you have a superior mortal spiritual root."
Everyone looked at him with laughter.
If it was a top-grade mortal spiritual root, it would have been at least the fifth level of Qi Refining by now.
"Senior, please test my spiritual roots so that I know for sure that I am not lying."
Lu Luan looked at them with pleading eyes, begging for a chance.
Being so humble in front of these Qi-refining ants, he was infected by the Divine Infant and felt uncomfortable all over.
"Little guy, don't think too much. Not everyone is qualified to enter Qinglin Gate. How old are you?" a woman asked.
"Just turned sixteen."
Lu Luan did not lie, when he was sixteen years old, he was indeed only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and this was the same level as when he entered Zhengyang Gate.
However, his current condition is much better than it was then. He still remembers that when he went to Zhengyang Gate, he was infected with fire poison and his body was corroded with holes and there was no hope for him to survive.
"You are a casual cultivator, right?" someone asked.
Lu Luan nodded and said, "Yes, my parents have long passed away. Fortunately, I met a master who taught me how to practice and passed on the skills to me. But now, my master is no longer in this world."
"Little brother, you are sixteen years old and have only reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. Even if you really have a top-grade mortal spiritual root, you have no chance to join the Qinglin Sect. You'd better go back. It's also good to be a casual cultivator. Otherwise, you can try your luck in other sects? Or you can marry a few mortal women in the city and live a good life. Your foundation is too weak now, and you won't achieve anything if you join the sect. After you enter, you will be an ordinary disciple and will be bullied. It is better for you to be free and easy in the mortal world." A disciple advised.
Looking at Lu Luan's situation, he did not agree with him joining the sect.
Lu Luan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He was not even qualified in his current state. If he were to be like before and get covered in fire poison, wouldn't he be kicked out immediately?
I'm afraid he won't even pay attention to me.
Lu Luan didn't want to give up, and pleaded humbly again: "Please give me a chance, seniors. Even if it's just to be an ordinary servant in Qinglin Sect, I'm willing."
"You still want to be a handyman?"
Everyone was speechless about this little casual cultivator. If they recruited him into the sect, it would probably be difficult for him to become a record-keeping disciple.
"Little brother, go back. With your talent, you can enjoy wealth and glory in the mortal world, but in the world of immortal cultivation, you can only live an unsatisfactory life."
A female disciple said.
She had actually said it very vaguely. If Lu Luan went to the sect in his situation, he would not be able to get any resources at all. He would be the most inconspicuous among all the disciples.
Seeing them like this, Lu Luan knew there was no chance of him joining.
The spiritual energy in Bailuzhou is rich now, and superior mortal spiritual roots are nothing, unless you go to a smaller sect that does not have Jindan powerhouses.
But Lu Luan wanted to follow God's will.
There was no way. Looking at those people, he slightly activated his divine power.
If I don’t use some tricks now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to enter the Qinglin Gate.
He did not intend to control them to become believers, but only to change their minds.
Lu Luan also laughed at himself, if he wanted to join the Qinglin Sect, he would have to use some special tricks.
Sure enough, the way the people in the building looked at him was gradually changing.
"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to join our Qinglin Sect?" asked a young man, his expression no longer as disdainful as before.
"Ah."
Lu Luan nodded quickly.
"Then let's test our spiritual roots first."
The young man took him to a huge stone in the building.
Lu Luan followed instructions and placed his hand on the stone.
Although this kind of stone's spiritual roots have been refined, he wants the stone to show what spiritual roots it is.
Sure enough, after a while, five-colored light emanated from the stone.
"It's really a top-level mortal spiritual root, and it's a five-element spiritual root."
Everyone around nodded silently.
"Seniors, do I have a chance to join Qinglin Sect?"
Lu Luan turned around and asked, with an uneasy tone in his voice, as if at this moment he had really returned to the age of sixteen, just a small and independent cultivator trying to survive.
"You've met the qualifications. Although your physical foundation is a little weak, I think you can get in if I plead for you." The young man nodded.
"Great."
Lu Luan looked very surprised.
"By the way, little Taoist friend, I don't know your name yet." The young man asked with a kind face.
"Lu Yang."
Lu Luan thought of a name at random.
"Friend Lu, follow me. I will take you to Qinglin Sect. You have already met the entry requirements."
"Thank you, seniors."
Lu Luan bowed to everyone and thanked them.
Then he followed the young man outside.
Now in Bailuzhou, small forces like Qinglinmen have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and they are countless.
Less than two hundred miles away from Qinglinmen, there is a sect similar to Qinglinmen.
"The purpose of establishing the Qinglin Sect is to collect spiritual power and use it to refine the spirit." Lu Luan thought as he looked at the Qinglin Sect.
The purpose of establishing these small sects in the three regions at this time is to collect spiritual power for the founders.
The reason for this is actually directly related to the operation of Kunlun and the cultivation system of the human race.
If humans want to refine their spirits, they must use mental power, and the best mental power is the kind collected to establish sects and families.
This invisibly forces high-level cultivators to take the initiative to train other cultivators, thereby strengthening the fortune of the immortal path. Moreover, as long as you establish your power, you can get help from Kunlun in terms of martial arts. This is a positive promotion that pushes the strength of the immortal path forward.
A casual cultivator like Lu Luan, for the sake of his spiritual power, had no choice but to cultivate a Sanyuan Sect, from which hundreds of thousands of cultivators benefited.
"May I know what your name is, senior?" Lu Luan asked the young man.
"Yang Tian, since you have joined Qinglin Sect, you can call me Senior Brother Yang."
Facing Lu Luan, Yang Tian himself didn't know what was going on today. Somehow, he suddenly felt that the little guy he met for the first time was particularly pleasing to the eye.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang, for giving me the opportunity to join the Immortal Sect."
Lu Luan has gradually adapted to his current role.
The young man smiled and said, "It's just a piece of cake. Besides, Junior Brother Lu's aptitude has indeed reached the requirements for joining the sect. Although his cultivation is a little bit lower because he is a casual cultivator, after entering the sect, if he works hard to practice, he will still be able to catch up with other disciples of the same aptitude."
"Thank you for your encouragement, Brother Yang. I will definitely not let you down."
After leaving the wooden building, Yang Tian took out his long sword and asked, "Junior Brother Lu, have you ever flown with a sword before?"
Lu Luan shook his head: "No."
"It seems you have to hold on to me later."
The long sword floated in the air. After Yang Tian pulled Lu Luan up, he flew towards Qinglin Gate on the sword. Knowing that it was Lu Luan's first time flying, he deliberately slowed down his speed.