Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 75

Qi Yuhuan brought Gu Shen to a hall, and called out to a young disciple who was on duty in front of the door, "Junior Brother Xingwen, this is a mortal who climbed a mountain and worshiped in the sect with a golden post, take him to find Deacon Li." Test whether there is a spiritual root."

"Okay, Senior Sister Qi." Shen Xingwen, a disciple of Law Enforcing Hall, nodded yes, took Gu Shen from Qi Yuhuan, looked at Gu Shen, and smiled kindly: "Brother, come with me."

Compared to Qi Yuhuan's indifference, this disciple was rather enthusiastic.

Qi Yuhuan turned and left without looking at Gu Shen again.

Gu Shen nodded and followed Shen Xingwen into the hall.

In the hall, two people were drinking tea and talking in front of an Eight Immortals table.

One of them has a strong figure, a strong breath, black hair and black eyebrows, and he is in his prime.The other was an old man with a gray beard, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"Deacon, there is a person in the ordinary world who climbs a mountain with a golden post and wants to worship the sect, but is lured up by Senior Sister Qi. The deacon has to work hard to find out whether he has spiritual roots." Shen Xingwen bent down and said to the middle-aged man.

"Oh? Yuhuan escorted him up the mountain in person?" The black-haired and black-browed Deacon Li put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Gu Shen, sized him up and down, and said, "A relative or friend who met Yuhuan?"

Shen Xingwen shook his head, expressing his ignorance, and looked at Gu Shen inquiringly.

Gu Shen shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Qi and I don't know each other well."

Deacon Li hummed lightly, waved his hand lightly, and there was something extra on the table of the Eight Immortals, it was a gray ball the size of a palm.

Deacon Li beckoned to Gu Shen and said, "Come here, stretch your hand up and touch it."

Shen Xingwen stood where he was, and didn't speak anymore, he was less talkative and enthusiastic just now.

Gu Shen walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, looked at the gray ball in front of him, wondering how to detect whether there is a spiritual root, according to what Deacon Li said just now, Gu Shen put his hand on the gray ball.

Then, a cold feeling passed into Gu Shen's body from above the ball.

The other three people present have been paying attention to Yuanqiu's reaction, but seeing that Yuanqiu has not moved, they immediately shook their heads.

Just when Deacon Li was about to speak, a ray of extremely faint white light emerged from the sphere.

Gu Shen's heart tightened secretly, because he suddenly felt that icy cold feeling coming to his dantian, touching the strengthened internal energy in the dantian, and then the gray ball emitted a faint white light.

Gu Shen didn't know what the white light meant. He was even worried that his martial arts cultivation would be exposed. The Qianlong Jue, which had been running automatically, comforted him a little. He turned to look at the burly and aura Deacon Li.

At this moment, Deacon Li, the old man with white beard, and Shen Xingwen all frowned.

The old man with gray beard clicked his tongue and said, "That's weird."

His words made Gu Shen think a lot, even thinking that he has some kind of unknown special spiritual root like the protagonist in the novel?

Thinking of the time-traveling experience, maybe he is really the child of destiny?

And the next sentence of the old man with white beard was like pouring a basin of cold water on Gu Shen's head, "I never imagined that there would be such a poor spirit root in the world, and the white light is so faint, even among the poor spirit roots Wait, it can be said to be the root of the evil spirit."

Gu Shen: "."

Deacon Li nodded, and said: "The world is so big, there are no surprises, and this is the first time I have seen such a poor spiritual root, but most people in the mortal world do not have spiritual roots, and he has more than most people with inferior spiritual roots." mortal."

Hearing this, Gu Shen smiled wryly in his heart, he knew his own affairs.He probably doesn't have a spiritual root, but the "spiritual root detector" detected the enhanced inner qi in his body, and there was a deviation, so there was this ray of white light behind.

However, Gu Shen was also slightly relieved, his purpose was to join the Qingyun Sect, since he had spiritual roots, although the spiritual roots were a little short, he should be able to join the Qingyun Sect.

It's just that things are different from what he thought in his heart.

Deacon Li frowned and thought for a while, and said: "This kind of inferior spiritual root absorbs spiritual energy as slowly as a turtle. Even if it is cultivated by the sect, it will be difficult to enter the middle stage of Qi training in one's life—"

As he said that, Deacon Li looked at the old man with a white beard, and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, is there any shortage of people in your handyman house? If there is no shortage of people, then we have no choice but to send him down the mountain."

This old man with a white beard looked at least ten years older than Deacon Li, but he was actually Deacon Li's younger brother.

What made Gu Shenxin even more mention was that his entry into the Qingyun Sect did not seem to be as smooth as he imagined.

The old man with white beard frowned and thought, "It's rare to have such a bad spirit root."

He looked at Gu Shen and asked, "Can you make a fire and cook?"

Others don't ask Gu Shen, and Gu Shen has no right to intervene. Now that the old man asks him, Gu Shen finally has a chance to speak.

Moreover, he vaguely guessed that this answer had a lot to do with whether he could stay in Qingyunmen or not.

Gu Shen nodded quickly, and said: "Yes, I have helped my parents cook since I was a child, and I can also stir-fry vegetables, and I know some meat and vegetables."

Gu Shen was going to talk about some famous dishes from his previous life, such as sweet and sour pork tenderloin, abalone and sea cucumber, but he didn't say much considering that his status as a poor farmer's son didn't match.

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard, nodded and said, "You may wish to enter the handyman's courtyard, but there is still a handyman in the Huozao room."

Gu Shen doesn't pick a job, as long as he can enter the world of cultivating immortals through the platform of Qingyunmen, he nodded immediately and said: "I am willing!"

The old man with white beard smiled lightly.

After the matter was finished, Deacon Li waved his hand and said, "Xingwen, take him to register the documents, and then let Deacon Zhang take him away."

"Yes." Shen Xingwen bent down and said to Gu Shen with a smile: "Please come with me, Junior Brother."

Gu Shen followed Shen Xingwen out of the hall.

As soon as he walked out of the hall, the smile on Shen Xingwen's face disappeared. He walked very fast, and Gu Shen didn't dare to reveal his strength, so he trotted behind.

After passing through several courtyards, Shen Xingwen stopped, pointed to a house, and said in a cold voice, "Junior brother, go in and register."

"Thank you, senior brother." Gu Shen cupped his hands to express his thanks, and walked quickly into the room.

In the room, a thin man in his 50s was sitting behind the table, holding a book in his hand and flipping through it carefully. When he heard something, he looked up.

"What's the matter?"

"The disciple just joined the sect, so I came here to register."

"Oh? Inner door or outer door?"

"I don't know if the handyman's courtyard belongs to the inner door or the outer door?"

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The thin man's attitude instantly slacked off, he yawned, and said, "Name."

"Sun Yuanba."

"What job?"

"The handyman's house."

"I'm asking you what job you do in the handyman's house!"

"Looks like a stove room?"

"Well, the registration is complete, you can go."

When Gu Shen walked out of the registration office, he was still a little dazed. After all the preparations he had made before, he just asked for a name?
Is it because Qingyunmen's registered disciples are so casual, or is it that the disciples of the handyman's courtyard are not taken seriously?
(End of this chapter)