9.1 - Wearing White Moonlight
"No qualifications for cultivating immortals, next one."
As the voice of the young man above the main hall sounded as steady as before, a layer of cloud enveloped the heads of everyone below.
The hale and hearty old man looked at his grandson beside the testing stone as if he had lost his soul. He sighed helplessly, feeling worried but not daring to make too many mistakes.
Although the young man is only a deacon of the outer sect of Qinglan Sect, he is also a powerful man who can fly into the sky and into the earth in the eyes of a mere mortal.
He called the only two or three frightened and pale family members around him to come forward for the test. As expected, accompanied by the words saying that he had no qualifications for cultivating immortals, the old man closed his eyes unwillingly.
Ten years later, the Fang family in Qingshan Town was wiped out again, completely missing the path to Qinglan Sect's cultivation gate.
The Fang family, which has not been tested for spiritual roots for three consecutive generations, will be completely removed from the Qinglan Sect's list after this, cutting off all possibilities for the inheritance of the immortal path.
The young man put away the test stone with a wooden face and said: "According to the sect's rules, the three generations of the Fang family have no spiritual roots and have no chance of being on the path to immortality. This time, a sect order needs to be issued."
The old man pursed his lips, held a fist in his fist and said with difficulty: "The Fang family certainly knows the rules of the Qinglan sect. Please go to the Immortal. The sect order will be presented later. The Fang family has prepared a banquet and prepared some small gifts. Look up to the gods and admire their faces."
The young man was well aware of the small calculations in the old man's heart, and he looked down on the small Fang family that had been reduced to a remote place from the bottom of his heart. However, thinking that his ancestors had obtained the sect order from the Qinglan Sect, even though they were now in such a state of desolation, they still Xu still had some good things in store, so he agreed to the other party's request.
After a round of wine and food, the old man felt relieved when he saw the people, and then he called his servants to present the things that had been prepared in advance.
After the servants retreated, the old man rather flatteringly pushed the delicate mahogany box in front of the young man, "A small gift is not disrespectful, but I hope the gods will accept it with a smile."
The young man didn't have any big plans at first. After all, the Fang family was in this situation. Based on the idea that mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are, he opened the wooden box out of boredom.
Then, when he saw the white primeval stones inside, his breath froze.
The Yuan stones placed in the mahogany box are basically low-grade stones that are common in the world of immortality, but the advantage is that they are quite large in number, nearly twenty or thirty pieces, which is enough for the young man's half-year annual contribution to the Qinglan Sect.
The young man closed the wooden box, looked straight at the old man opposite who was smiling apologetically, and said with unclear meaning: "This small gift from Master Fang is not light."
As an old man, he could see the greed and dissatisfaction shining in the young man's eyes at a glance. While cursing secretly in his heart, he had to respectfully explain the source.
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