True Person Huanglong was slightly startled when he heard the sound, and followed the gaze of elder Liu Wenju to look at the young man in green at the end of the crowd.
The young man in front of him has a slim figure, plain clothes and plain shoes. There is no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body. He is just an ordinary mortal. If he is thrown into the crowd, he will be drowned in an instant.
But the moment True Person Huanglong's eyes fell on Luo Chuan's eyebrows, an inexplicable throbbing suddenly appeared in his heart.
An extremely Youyuan, extremely vague feeling of familiarity swept through my mind, like an ancient memory that had been dusted for thousands of years was gently touched, but it was extremely real.
True Person Huanglong frowned tightly, looking at Luo Chuan repeatedly, scanning from top to bottom, trying to capture the source of that familiar feeling.
"Strange..."
True Person Huanglong whispered to himself, full of confusion, "This boy is obviously just a mortal with no cultivation, no background, and no teacher. Why do Progenitor and I feel so familiar with him?"
This feeling is too weird, and it is definitely not something ordinary mortals can bring to monks.
But no matter how he recalled it, he couldn't find any corresponding memory in his mind. It was as if this familiarity came from years ago, outside of reincarnation, and was not at all in the years he knew in this life.
Liu Wenju nodded slightly when he saw this, and said in a deep voice, "I feel the same way. The more I look closely, the stronger the inexplicable intimacy in my heart becomes. It's really weird that I can't remember the origin."
The two of them looked at each other, and both saw doubts and confusion in each other's eyes, but they had no way of delving into it. They could only suppress the strangeness in their hearts and continue to host the spiritual root test ceremony.
Hengyue Sect recruits mortal disciples, and the rules have always been strict. Only those with spiritual roots can start practicing. Those without spiritual roots, even if they are extremely talented and have extraordinary minds, have no chance of becoming immortals.
Not long after, the spiritual root test officially began.
The bluestone soul-detecting stele stands in the middle of the high platform. It is completely white and has a faint spiritual light. It is a soul-detecting treasure passed down by the Hengyue Sect for several generations.
A group of mortal youths stepped forward one after another. Some of them detected three spiritual roots and two spiritual roots, which caused the elders to nod slightly. Others had mediocre abilities and could only leave with regret.
Soon, it was the turn of Luo Chuan at the end.
Li Gou on the side pushed his arm nervously and urged in a low voice, "Brother Luo, come on! Don't be nervous, maybe you have great talent and can reach the sky in one step!"
Luo Chuan still had the faint trance of waking up from a big dream in his heart. After hearing the words, he nodded lightly and walked slowly up to the high platform.
Following the example of others, he raised his hand and gently touched the cold Spirit-Testing Stele.
The next moment, Spirit-Testing Stele, which was originally bright and white, showed no reaction at all.
There was no spiritual light surging, no color blooming, no spiritual root fluctuation at all, and it was completely silent.
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
Liu Wenju stared at it, carefully examined it for a moment, shook his head slowly, and declared aloud, "Without spiritual roots and no destiny for immortality, you cannot enter my Hengyue Mountain door."
The words fell with a bit of regret.
Even if you have already had a strange feeling in your heart, cultivating the path of immortality requires spiritual roots first and foremost. Without spiritual roots, it is a dead end. The way of heaven is like this, and no one can reverse it.
Li Gou was suddenly shocked and felt very sorry for Luo Chuan, but Luo Chuan himself was extremely calm in his heart.
It seems that from the beginning to the end, he does not belong to this mundane fairy sect. Whether he enters or not, there is no wave, only the sadness in his heart that spans all eternity is faintly heavier.
When all the young people saw this, they all murmured in low voices, all expressing regret or gloating about the misfortune. No one took this ordinary young man with no spiritual roots in their eyes anymore.
But no one knows that at this moment, the back mountain of the Hengyue Sect is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and it is in the Qingxiu Cave that has the most spiritual energy.
Yuqing True Person, who was sitting on the lotus platform and practicing in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes!
Two deep and ancient eyes broke through the dense aura in front of him, penetrated the mountains, and looked straight in the direction of the spirit testing ceremony in front of the mountain gate.
He has lived for hundreds of years, his cultivation is unfathomable, and his state of mind has long been calm. But just for a moment, his Daoist heart trembled violently, and his soul was throbbing.
It is a kind of pull originating from the origin of the great road. It is inexplicable and majestic, affecting ancient and modern times.
"Why... my Daoist heart, which has been dormant for hundreds of years, is suddenly in turmoil?"
Yuqing True Person frowned and murmured in a low voice, his old eyes full of surprise.
He sat there, tracing back to his origins, flashing through countless ancient memories, and finally settled on the last prophecy left by the sect's first master thousands of years ago.
That prophecy that has been buried in dust for hundreds of years, and that no one has understood or confirmed, is echoing in my heart at this moment!
"Could it be... could it be that the prophecy of troubled times left by the Master before his death, that destined person who was destined to influence the rise and fall of the sect and the destiny of the Zhao Kingdom, appeared today?!"
With this thought, Yuqing True Person can no longer practice quietly.
With a single movement of his body, he didn't need to teleport, but it seemed like he had taken one step across eternity, instantly breaking through the layers of clouds and mist on the back mountain, and appeared out of thin air on the mountain gate's spirit-detecting high platform.
In an instant, a vast and majestic power that suppressed the entire audience suddenly enveloped the entire mountain top!
The coercion, simplicity and weight, with the vicissitudes accumulated over the years, are the unique atmosphere of the Hengyue Sect Progenitor.
All the disciples and elders present were shocked, and their whole bodies subconsciously bowed. No one dared to raise their head and look directly at him.
"Meet the Master!!"
Liu Wenju and True Person Huanglong were the first to kneel down and salute respectfully, their voices filled with awe.
Everyone in the audience knelt down and worshiped on the ground. There was silence in front of the mountain gate, and only the mighty Daoist power lingered around the world.
Yuqing True Person's eyes swept across the whole place indifferently, and finally landed accurately on the commoner boy in the crowd. His eyes were deep, with the solemnity of endless exploration and destiny.
"Who are you?"
The old and steady voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the whole world, and every word fell on Luo Chuan's ears.
Although Luo Chuan was shrouded by this majestic power, he was not afraid at all in his heart. He just bowed slightly and said in a calm tone, "Senior, I am just a mortal Great Zhao. I came here just to test my spiritual roots and seek immortality."
Liu Wenju quickly handed over his hand and reported, "Master, this child does not have any spiritual roots and has no connection with the immortal way. The disciple is preparing to let him leave."
Everyone else knew this and secretly thought that Progenitor must have just asked casually. After knowing that the other party had no spiritual roots, they would no longer pay attention.
But no one expected that when Yuqing True Person heard this, instead of looking away, he stepped forward and stood directly in front of Luo Chuan, staring into his clear eyes that concealed the vicissitudes of time.
"Junior."
Yuqing True Person looked solemn, breaking everyone's cognition, and said in a deep voice, "I can smell the familiar scent that has passed through the years in you. I have a question and want to ask you for advice."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was completely silent!
All the disciples and elders lowered their heads, and their hearts were filled with turmoil!
The dignified Hengyue Sect sect Progenitor, the supreme power who has lived for hundreds of years, actually put down his body and took the initiative to ask questions to a mortal boy with no spiritual roots?
This is ridiculous, subverts common sense, and no one can understand it!