Cultivating a family of immortals

Although Mohe County experiences heavy snow and frigid weather year-round, the water at the foot of the melting snow mountains never freezes.

It is said that the immortal sect used immortal magic to cultivate spiritual seedlings on these farmlands.

Therefore, every household at the foot of Huaxue Mountain has a well in front of their door, which is used specifically to water the spiritual seedlings.

Xu Wanghe prepared the wooden bucket and carrying pole in front of the house. Xu Changle took the wooden bucket and drew water from the well. Xu Wanghe then took out a box of Qingmu powder from the house.

Opening the box, Xu Wanghe picked out three grains of Qingmu powder, which looked like tea dust, and sprinkled them into the bucket.

"So many?" Chen Mingyuan looked on, somewhat intimidated. "Brother Xu, are you kidding me? Normally, two Qingmu powder pills are enough for a bucket of water. We've already done it once, and you're using three this time..."

Chen Mingyuan believed Xu Wanghe's words and followed him to the Xu family.

Xu Wanghe shook his head and said, "The spiritual seedling has withered and needs strong medicine. Brother Chen, just trust me."

While the two were talking, Xu Changle took advantage of Chen Mingyuan's inattention and secretly dripped a drop of green liquid into each of the four wooden buckets.

Then he picked up a carrying pole, hoisted a wooden bucket, and headed towards the field.

Seeing this, Chen Mingyuan had no choice but to also pick up a load and walk towards his own field.

Seeing Chen Mingyuan leave, Xu Changle slowed his pace and waited for Xu Wanghe to approach before saying:

"Dad, how much liquid was in the bottle yesterday?"

"About half a bottle." Xu Wanghe paused, then asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Changle couldn't hide his joy as he said, "Father, I just opened the bottle and took a look. The liquid inside is almost overflowing; it's nearly full."

"Full?" Xu Wanghe stopped in his tracks, utterly shocked.

"It must be the effect of the divine artifact, Father. If the liquid is inexhaustible, my Xu family... will surely rise to great heights in the future!"

The joy on the faces of the father and son was undisguised.

Xiao Guan followed behind, and taking advantage of the two's inattention, he reached out, dipped his hand in a drop of water from the wooden bucket, and put it in his mouth to suck on it.

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After watering the spirit herb, the effects were not yet visible. Xu Wanghe was about to take his two sons back when he saw Xu Guanyi squatting on the ground without moving. When he went over to take a look, he saw that Xu Guanyi's face was extremely rosy and his whole body was steaming.

Xu Wanghe quickly reached out and touched his forehead, then thought to himself, "Oh no!"

"Changle, quickly take Guanyi to the town's clinic; he seems to have caught a cold."

Xu Changle quickly picked up his load and came over, then grabbed Xu Guanyi and pulled him back.

"Father, you carry the wooden bucket back, I'll take Guanyi to see it first."

"good!"

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The clinic in Mohe County town is about ten miles away from here.

Xu Changle carried Xu Guanyi out of the spiritual field area of ​​Huaxue Mountain.

This spiritual field surrounds the entire Huaxue Mountain. As it is also the territory of the Immortal Sect, it is naturally guarded by Immortal Masters.

The place where the immortal masters guard the spirit fields is usually a pavilion, where they meditate on a daily basis.

This is also a way for mortals to pay homage to immortals.

Farmers like the Xu and Chen families who cultivate spiritual fields are seen by outsiders as members of the Immortal Sect, and their status is much higher than that of ordinary people.

They were also respectfully called immortal tenants by mortals.

In Huaxueshan, these people have a special name.

It is called Lingzhilang.

There are ten immortal masters guarding the outer perimeter of the spirit field, among whom the immortal master in charge of the exit of the Xu family's spirit field is called Wu Yuanzuo.

He was meditating under the pavilion when he suddenly saw a young man emerge from the spirit field, carrying a child on his back. He smiled slightly and stood up.

"What's that kid from the Xu family up to?"

Xu Changle quickly put down Xu Guanyi, who had already fallen asleep, and slowly knelt down to pay his respects, saying, "Greetings, Immortal Master. My younger brother has caught a cold, so I took him to the town clinic to have the doctor take a look."

In the past, these immortal tenants would pass through these pavilions when they went out on business. Xu Changle was also familiar with Master Wu, but the difference in their status was too great, so they kept their distance.

Wu Yuanzuo waved his hand, and a gentle breeze blew by, helping Xu Changle to her feet.

"You've caught a cold? Then you'd better go right away."

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Xu Changle quickly carried Xu Guanyi on his back and walked out. When they passed the pavilion, Wu Yuanzuo glanced at it casually, then suddenly his pupils contracted and he hurriedly called out, "Wait a minute, your younger brother... doesn't seem to have caught a cold."

Xu Changle paused, turned around quickly, and a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Yesterday we got the little green bottle, and that night we killed the mountain beast. My mother took the beast meat and stir-fried it, and the whole family ate it... The key problem is that the mountain beast swallowed some green liquid... Could it be because of the green liquid?

But why am I alright?

What Xu Changle didn't know was that Xu Guanyi, being mischievous, had directly dipped his finger into the water in the wooden bucket and drunk from it.

"Your forehead is burning hot; it must be a cold, right?"

Wu Yuanzuo looked serious and shook his head. "Absolutely not. Put it down and let me see."

Upon hearing this, how could Xu Changle refuse? He could only nervously put Xu Guanyi down.

Wu Yuanzuo extended his index and middle fingers and gently placed them on Xu Guanyi's pulse, then closed his eyes.

Xu Changle, standing to the side, was extremely nervous.

A moment later, Wu Yuanzuo suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and asked, "How old is this child this year?"

"Thirteen."

"Already thirteen?" Wu Yuanzuo frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"Immortal Master, is there any problem?" Xu Changle asked hurriedly.

Wu Yuanzuo is now a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He has a wealth of knowledge and is very knowledgeable about cultivation.

He hesitated for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Congratulations! It is said that spiritual roots are difficult to develop, usually appearing around the ages of 35 to 70. But unexpectedly, this child has developed a spiritual root at the age of 13. Your Xu family is destined for prosperity!"

After speaking, Xu Changle paused, looked down at Guan Yi, her heart filled with excitement that was hard to express, but also with a hint of nervousness.

As a tenant farmer of immortals, he also knew a thing or two about spiritual roots.

The so-called spiritual root is divided into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. It is a matter of destiny for ordinary people to be born with a spiritual root. Without a spiritual root, one cannot absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and thus remains a mortal.

If one possesses spiritual roots, one can cultivate immortality and attain enlightenment, becoming a celestial master.

People who can be born with spiritual roots are extremely rare. Although it is not a restriction of bloodline, usually one offspring with spiritual roots will appear within three generations. If this child is hopeless, then it depends on the children and grandchildren.

In short, only one cultivator with spiritual roots will appear every few generations.

His previous plan with Xu Wanghe to cultivate spiritual seedlings was merely for the sake of future generations.

Perhaps my son, whom I will have after I get married, will have spiritual roots?

But unexpectedly, Guan Yi has now developed spiritual roots.

This matter must be related to that green liquid.

This is a blessing in disguise, or perhaps a curse.

Thinking of this, Xu Changle came to his senses and said with great excitement:

"Immortal Master, have you checked carefully? Guan Yi... he really has developed a spiritual root?"

Wu Yuanzuo didn't mind Xu Changle's doubts. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Of course I saw it clearly. It's just that there are no spirit-testing stones here right now, so we can't detect this boy's spiritual root attribute. But it doesn't matter. I'll take you back to the sect."