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

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White Willow Square.

Looking at the stone monument in front of him.

Chu Yuan was confused. Is it enough to put his hands on it?

He raised his head and looked at a middle-aged man in a pale blue uniform next to the stone stele.

"Just put your hands on it?"

Chu Yuan asked suspiciously.

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

The middle-aged foundation-building cultivator gave a light look at Chu Yuan and said casually.

"It is 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 you don't put your hands up yet."

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

Presiding over such a thing is really tiring.

This person should be the last one, right?

Tsk, don’t know what this young man thinks.

It looks like you are in your twenties, and what about a dream of cultivating immortals?

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

But then again.

Why is he familiar with this young man?

It seems like I have seen this person somewhere.

The middle-aged cultivator stared at Chu Yuan's handsome face carefully for a long time, but still didn't see anything.

There is a feeling.

The feeling of deja vu.

But I can't remember where I saw it.

Forget it, forget it if you don't think of it.

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

……

Standing in front of the stele.

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.

The palm touches the stone tablet.

There was a cold feeling.

I haven't waited for Chu Yuan to feel it carefully.

A force gushes from the stele and enters him.

Chu Yuan subconsciously wanted to resist this force.

But he hasn't 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...

Fan Linggen?

No!

Chu Yuan can see it.

In this brown light, there is a ray of other light.

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

These rays of light appear subtle, mixed with brown rays.

What is this?

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

What kind of stuff is this.

The 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 was also confused, and he didn't understand what kind of spiritual root Chu Yuan was.

Wow! !

When the two Golden Core Realm monks outside the square saw this, they stepped on the flying sword and quickly flew onto the square.

"Meet the elders."

The middle-aged monk hurriedly saluted.

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

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

One of the Golden Core Realm cultivators said.

Chu Yuan, who was standing on the side, was stunned immediately.

Miscellaneous roots?

What kind of stuff is this.

It's not a good thing to hear.

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

But what exactly is this mixed spirit root?

Chu Yuan was suspicious.

"Dare to ask, what do you mean by mixed spirit root? Is it strong?"

Chu Yuan asked.

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

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

"Miscellaneous spiritual roots are a little better than Fanling roots. Simply put, they can be repaired, and nothing can be cultivated."

"It’s just a little bit better than Fan Linggen, but you can also join me in the Long River Sect, and then 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 Changhe Sect with us later."

The middle-aged foundation builder said encouragingly.

Talk about it.

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

Bringing Zong back is just to get together.

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

As for Chu Yuan.

He is in self-doubt.

Isn't he a genius?

Miscellaneous roots are better than Fanling roots?

This is not right.

According to normal terms, shouldn't he be the root of Tianlinggen?

It must be the problem with this stele.

It's definitely not that he is a waste material.

Chu Yuan's stupefaction fell into the eyes of the middle-aged foundation-building monk, but it turned into a feeling of loss for the weakness of his spiritual roots.

"Well, spiritual roots may not be so important. Don't think about it, go and clean up, let's go back to the sect."

The middle-aged foundation-building monk also couldn't bear it, so he persuaded him.

I heard this.

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

Go to Changhe Zongxiu?

It seems feasible.

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

If you can join this authentic cultivating sect, you can match it with your own Innocent Sect.

Isn't the level going up?

But ~IndoMTL.com~ 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 inquire.

"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 Changhe sect to cultivate immortals?"

Chu Yuan asked.

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

The middle-aged foundation-builder asked indifferently.

The disciples of their sects, some of them will establish small sects after they have completed their studies.

Although there are very few people who bring their own clan before entering the clan, but not without them.

But there are also rules.

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

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

Which Long River Sect is also added?

Be aware that the Changhe Sect is only a six-tier sect.

"Should be gradeless."

Chu Yuan hesitated and replied.

"Does that have a license?"

"Should...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.

You call this a sect?

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

"Then, how many people are there in your sect? The cultivation base is geometric?"

The middle-aged monk asked again.

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

Chu Yuan said.

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

The middle-aged monk waved his hand.