Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 77: My sect is a waste sect

　　 Bailiu Square.

　　 looked at the stone monument in front of him.

　　 Chu Yuan was confused, is it all right to put his hand on it?

　　 He raised his head and looked bewilderedly at a middle-aged man in the light blue uniform of the Zongmen next to the stele.

　　 "Just put your hand on it?"

　　 Chu Yuan asked suspiciously.

　　"If you want to excel, you can use your feet."

　　 The middle-aged foundation-building cultivator faintly supervised Chu Yuan and said casually.

　　"It’s better to use your feet?"

　　 Chu Yuan asked again.

　　 "What did you say?"

　　The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth twitched slightly, a little speechless.

　　 "I think it's all the same."

　　 Chu Yuan shook his head.

　　"Then don't you put your hand on it."

　　 The middle-aged monk helped his forehead, walked to the side, and took a deep breath.

　　It’s really tiring to preside over such a thing.

　　 This person should be the last one, right?

　　啧啧, I don’t know what this young man thinks.

　　 seems to be in his twenties, do you still have a dream of cultivating immortals?

　　 If it really had a spiritual root with a different attribute, it would have been taken over by other sects a long time ago.

　　 But to come back.

　　 Why does he look familiar with this young man?

　　 It seems that I have seen this person somewhere.

　　The middle-aged monk stared carefully at Chu Yuan's handsome face. After looking at it for a long time, he still didn't see anything.

　　 is a feeling.

　　 feels like deja vu.

　　 but I can’t remember where I have seen it.

　　, forget it if you don’t remember it.

　　The middle-aged monk can only shook his head, no longer thinking about it.

　　……

　　 stood in front of the stone monument.

　　 Chu Yuan looked up at the stone tablet for a moment in a daze.

　　He slowly stretched out his palms from the wide sleeves.

　　 Click.

　　 palm touches the stone tablet.

　　 there was a cold feeling.

　　 hasn't waited for Chu Yuan to feel it carefully.

　　 A force gushes from the stone tablet and enters him.

　　 Chu Yuan subconsciously wanted to resist this force.

　　 But he has not had time to resist.

　　 The power in the stele disappeared.

　　 At the same time.

　　 The stele also began to shine.

　　 I saw a brown light blooming in the stele.

　　This is...

　　 Fanling root?

　　 is wrong!

　　 Chu Yuan can be seen.

　　Amidst this brown light, there are waves of other light mixed in.

　　There are golden, red, blue, and various colors.

　　 These rays are subtle, mixed in brown rays.

　　 What is this?

　　 Chu Yuan was stunned, didn't he say okay, Tian Linggen started?

　　 What kind of stuff is this.

　　 cabbage root?

　　 Dumpling Linggen?

　　 with stuffing in it?

　　 Chu Yuan turned his head to look at the middle-aged monk.

　　 It turned out that the middle-aged monk also had a confused face, and he didn't understand what kind of spiritual root Chu Yuan was.

　　 Wow! !

　　 Seeing this, two golden core monks outside the square stepped on the flying sword and quickly flew onto the square.

　　 "I have met the elders."

　　The middle-aged monk hurriedly saluted.

　　 The two Golden Core Realm cultivators didn't bother him, they walked straight to the stele, took a closer look, looked at each other, and both shook their heads.

　　"This is a mixed spirit root, which can barely be included in the sect."

　　 said one of the golden core monks.

　　 Standing aside, Chu Yuan was stunned immediately.

　　Mi Linggen?

　　 What kind of stuff is this.

　　 is not a good thing to hear.

　　 He is such a big genius, he is not the start of Tianlinggen?

　　 But, what is the root of this jumbled spirit?

　　 Chu Yuan is suspicious.

　　"Dare to ask, what do you mean by Zalingen? Is it strong?"

　　 Chu Yuan asked.

　　 The two Golden Core Realm cultivators did not answer, they stepped on the flying sword and left with a proud look.

　　 It was the middle-aged foundation-builder who kindly answered.

　　"Miscellaneous spirit roots are better than Fanling roots. Simply put, they can be repaired, and nothing can be repaired."

　　"It’s just a little bit better than Fan Linggen, but you can also join me in the Long River Sect and step into the immortal road to cultivate immortals. Maybe in the process of cultivating immortals, what chance did you get to make up for the difference in spiritual roots? ?"

　　"So cheer up and come back to Changhezong with us later."

　　The middle-aged monk building foundation encouraged him.

　　 talk back to talk.

　　The middle-aged monk Zhuji didn't even think this young man had any potential.

　　 Bringing back to Zong is just to get his head together.

　　 After all, there are times when the sect has some conflicts with other sects. When confronted, there are multiple heads of people, and the aura is obviously fierce.

　　 As for Chu Yuan.

　　He is in self-doubt.

　　 Isn’t he a genius?

　　Miscellaneous Linggen, is it better than Fan Linggen?

　　 This is not right.

　　 Normally, shouldn’t he be the root of Tianlinggen?

　　 must be the problem with this stele.

　　 This is definitely not a waste material.

　　 Chu Yuan’s stunned spirit fell into the eyes of the middle-aged foundation-building cultivator, but it turned into a sense of loss for the weakness of his spiritual roots.

　　"Well, the roots of spirit may not be that important, don't think about it, go and clean up, let's go back to the sect."

　　 The middle-aged monk who built the foundation was also unbearable, and persuaded him.

　　 heard this.

　　, Chu Yuan, who was standing next to him, returned to his senses in an instant.

　　 Go to Changhe Zongxiu?

　　 seems to work.

　　 He has no foundation in cultivating immortals, so it is too difficult for him to practice hard by holding a copy of "Preliminary Qi Refining Realm Basic Cultivation Method".

　　 If you can join this authentic Xiuxian sect, you can add your own Wudao Sect.

　　 When the time comes, the realm will not go up?

　　 However, he is a sect master, I don’t know if he has this status, he can work part-time as a disciple of other sects.

　　 Thinking of this, Chu Yuan wanted to try to ask~IndoMTL.com~ Dare to ask this monk, I am the master of a sect. I don’t know if I have this status, can I still enter the Longhe sect to cultivate immortals? "

　　 Chu Yuan asked.

　　 "Oh? Are you the lord of a sect? Can you have a rank?"

　　The middle-aged monk Zhuji asked indifferently.

　　 Some of the disciples of their sects, some of them will establish small sects after completing their studies.

　　 Although few people bring their own clan before entering the clan, they are not uncommon.

　　 But there are rules.

　　A disciple who brings his own sect wants to join the Longhe Sect, then his own sect must not be higher than the eighth rank.

　　If it is a sect above the eighth rank...

　　 Then what Changhe sect is still joining?

　　, you must know that the Changhe Sect is only a six-tier sect.

　　"It should be gradeless."

　　 Chu Yuan hesitated and replied.

　　 "Is there a license?"

　　"It should be...no license."

　　"There is a land deed to the sect."

　　 "Without a land deed, Zhanshan is the land of the sect."

　　The middle-aged monk looked at Chu Yuan with weird eyes.

　　 You have no grade, no license, and no title deed.

　　 Do you call this sect?

　　 What kind of trash sect is this? It is said that the sect has insulted the sect. Okay!

　　 "Then, how many people are there in your sect? What is the cultivation base?"

　　The middle-aged monk asked again.

　　 "It's me, there are four people, except me, they are all waste materials, very wasteful and wasteful. My sect is actually a wasteful clan."

　　 Chu Yuan said.

　　 "Let's do it, then you said and did not say, there is no difference, let's go, let us return to the Long River School."

　　The middle-aged monk waved his hand.