My son is an immortal [traveling]

In the beginning, the world was chaotic, pure spiritual energy gathered in a pill, and suddenly one day, the spiritual pill burst and the spiritual energy scattered, forming three thousand worlds...

——Ancient Scroll·Shi Shuo·Mingling History·Preface

In April, the last wave of spring flowers exudes the last fragrance under the warming sunshine. Chunfang City is famous for its flowers. There is a large square hundreds of feet long and wide in the city. Flowers are planted all over the city for people to enjoy. At this moment, it is also full of people. There was a lot of noise, but the people gathered here at this moment did not come to enjoy the flowers.

The flowers that are usually placed in the square have also been moved around the square at this moment. In the large space left in the middle, there is a huge bronze tripod standing at the moment. There was a long line in front of him, all young men and women, and occasionally some middle-aged and children. The line formed by these people circled the square for two full weeks. The order patiently awaits.

"Chen Huiwen, female, 15 years old, seventh stage of physical training." The scribe in Tsing Yi sang and yelled as he wrote down the name note that was handed to him.

The girl whose name was called walked out of the queue and came to the giant cauldron. There were a man and a woman on both sides of the giant cauldron, both dressed in strong blue clothes with swords around their waists. The woman stepped forward and said to the girl in front of the cauldron: "Hands Press the cauldron, close your eyes, and meditate."

The girl closed her eyes according to her words, and after a while, a faint green halo appeared on the outer wall of the giant cauldron. The light seemed to be conscious, converging into one place from various stripes, and finally painted the appearance of a green leaf. With a slight smile, he said: "Mu Yexian, congratulations, Miss, for being selected by the innate wood spirit, and stand behind me."

The girl who was nervous just now opened her eyes, her face was full of surprises. She turned her head and looked at the family members in the crowd. The old woman who was somewhat similar to her waved to her with red eyes. The girl turned around and stood. Arrived behind the woman in blue.

Someone in the crowd murmured enviously: "The third room of the Chen family is looking forward to a wood spirit, and there has been no one in the long room for 50 years, right?"

"The head of the Chen family may have to be replaced."

"However, this Second Miss Chen has entered the fairyland since then, so it will be difficult to come back, right?"

"Tsk, what do you know? Once you enter the fairyland, you will live forever. What does it matter if you don't come back? As long as she is here, the third wife of the Chen family will have countless talents and treasures, and they will be rich from now on!"

"Isn't it? Look at the Gu family, he doesn't know how to cultivate, but he can also have a cultivation level!"

"Heh! I'm already at the Heavenly Rank now!"

"Huh? He's still alive? Didn't he overdose and exploded? I heard from Dr. He that he took his silly son along with him..."

"Yes, yes, there was a loud noise that day, like thunder, and I heard it too, why are you still alive?"

"Isn't he still alive? Doctor He was invited to go again yesterday, saying that he woke up, and even that stupid son is alive!"

"So, could it be that it's completed?"

"Otherwise, Dr. He's mother-in-law said that Gu Xun's cultivation was all supported by taking medicine. Without a good foundation, it would be difficult to improve even when he reached the heavenly level, and his body exploded that day, and the sea of ​​​​qi was all over the place." If it is blown up, even the Heaven Rank is just a phantom at this moment, and it will be degraded in a few days."

"Hey! Isn't the Gu family happy for nothing?"

"That's not the case. Isn't Gu Ming also going to participate in the spirit selection today? With his cultivation base of the ninth stage of the earth, he should be able to succeed in the selection of spirits. At that time, it will not be uncommon for the family from the second bedroom."

"That is, if Gu Ming succeeds in choosing a spirit, then his father will naturally be promoted to be the head of the family. At that time, everything about the second room will be handed over to the public."

"Oh! Gu Xun was spoiled by his mother!"

"Isn't it!"

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Gu Xun stood at the end of the line, let his son stand in front of him, and turned a deaf ear to the comments around him. Gu Qian put on a veiled hat and lowered his head, and impatiently took two steps forward, whispering: "They are What about you!"

Gu Xun didn't change his face: "A manly man won't lose a piece of meat if he says a few words to others."

Gu Qian watched the people in front of the team go to choose their spirits one by one. From time to time, figures formed by golden, red, white, blue or green light appeared on the giant cauldron. She curled her lips: "What if you and I are not selected?"

Gu Xun smiled: "The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge, don't worry, your father will support you without any problem."

Gu Qian rolled his eyes, he really didn't dare to have too much confidence in this unreliable father.After Gu Xun watched his son turn his back, the composure on his face finally became uncontrollable. He and his son somehow traveled to this strange world. He was no less shocked than his son, but if even he panicked, then What can I do with my little brat?

The line is gradually shortening, someone noticed the existence of the father and son, and began to mutter again...

"Gu Xun actually came?"

"Oh! Really! Hey? Why is his brother Qian also in the team?"

"Are their father and son going to participate in the spirit selection?"

"Hey? No, Gu Xun is thirty-two this year, right? Can he still participate in spirit selection at his age?"

"What's the point? As long as the people of Canglan who have never participated in the spirit selection test can participate in the spirit selection, it's just whether they can pass or not."

"But... isn't a person only able to choose a soul once in a lifetime? Could it be that Gu Xun is like this...hasn't participated in the soul selection yet?"

"Heh! It's not his old lady who loves her son like her life, saying that she is afraid that her son will not be by her side after entering the Xianzong, and has never let him participate in the spirit selection!"

"Oh! Gu Xun was really hurt by his mother!"

"Cut! Isn't he willing to do it himself? When Mrs. Gu was here, he monopolized all the treasures in the family. If it were me, I wouldn't choose a spirit either!"

"That's right. You see, it's only been a few years since his mother left, and he's tossing the Gu family like that... I'm afraid he won't be able to get along here if he comes to choose Ling?"

"If you can't get along here, how can you get better if you enter the sect? Naive!"

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The chattering mothers-in-law don't care whether the person concerned has heard it or not. The Gu family was very prosperous in this Chunfang City, and naturally some people are jealous. Now that they are in decline, they just can't benefit from it. many.

During the conversation, there have been several successes in spirit selection one after another, some are a drop of water, some are a cluster of flames, each has its own gains, Gu Qian couldn't help muttering: "It doesn't seem to be difficult..."

Just as he was speaking, he heard a commotion in front of him, and saw a young man in front of the giant cauldron shouting excitedly: "Impossible! I am a cultivator at the second stage of heaven, how could I fail in choosing a spirit? This is impossible!"

The blue-clothed male cultivator said indifferently: "Your Excellency has held the cauldron for more than half a stick of incense, and the Spirit Cauldron has not received the spiritual breath. It is obvious that you are a soulless person. Please step back and let the people behind come over."

The man's face was pale, and he managed to squeeze out a flattering smile and said: "Immortal Elder! I beg you, I was not ready just now, let me try again! Try again, I will definitely be able to choose the spirit!"

The blue-clothed male cultivator took a look at him, but still flatly refused: "As we all know, a mortal can only choose a soul once in a lifetime, you just failed to choose a soul, and nothing will change if you try again." Really dissatisfied, he added: "Go on, don't delay others."

Hearing that he was like a cat with its tail burnt, the man screamed and threw himself on the huge cauldron to smash it, and said: "I don't believe it! I am the best monk in my family, it is impossible that I can't choose my spirit! There must be something wrong with this cauldron!"

The blue-clothed male cultivator finally raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "What a mess! Don't back down!" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew out from his sleeve, blowing the man over ten feet away. It took a buttock to stop.

The man didn't suffer any injuries, but he lay on the ground as if he couldn't get up anymore, and when he was young, he burst into tears.The people around looked at him with pity or jokingly, and some people began to talk about it...but soon the big guy's attention returned to the person under the spirit selection cauldron.

Dozens of people passed, and the results of the spiritual selection were both positive and negative. Those who gained were all joyful and joyful, while those who lost were frustrated in various ways, or were irritable and furious. All the tripods were pulled out.When the green-clothed scholar sang and shouted: "Gu Ming, male, 17 years old, physical training stage nine."

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and the spectators and gossipers were all quiet, and following the sound came out a young man in white. It could be seen that this was a person with excellent aptitude, he walked to the giant cauldron, and when the female cultivator in blue finished explaining, he stretched out his hand to caress the giant cauldron, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

While he was holding his breath and waiting, the people on the side were also staring at the giant cauldron. The family affairs of the Gu family have been the talk of the people in the small town for the past few years. Now it seems that the TV series in Gu Xun's previous life has finally reached its finale. , obviously has nothing to do with this group of "audiences", but they are all nervously looking forward to seeing the "final game" of the Gu family's big drama.

It seemed to confirm people's expectations of this Gu Ming. The giant cauldron soon overflowed with a bright red light from the palm of the young man touching the body of the tripod. Some people showed fire spirits before, but the red light was not as bright as this. This fire-like dazzling stream quickly overflowed the entire cauldron, making the entire giant cauldron appear bright red...

"God! Isn't it going to manifest?"

"Our Chunfang City has a genius who hasn't appeared in a hundred years, this Gu Ming is really the chosen one!" An old man sighed.

"The red light must be the fire element, but I don't know what kind of spirit bird it will show..."

Not only the civilians in Chunfang City were amazed, but also the male and female cultivators in blue who guarded on both sides were envious. The female cultivator whispered: "This beauty is at least a sparrow spirit."

The blue-clothed male cultivator nodded and said: "When this young man arrives in the alliance, he will definitely be snatched by various sects to be admitted to the inner sect!"

While speaking, the red streamer had already gathered at the mouth of the tripod, and suddenly the red light sprayed into the sky, and a bright bird song pierced the sky. The fire light fell slowly. At this time, Gu Ming had opened his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the fire. When the fire light really fell into his hands, it turned into a red egg.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, you have chosen Chiluan to possess the spirit!" The blue-clothed male cultivator took a step forward to congratulate him, even though the other party had not entered the sect yet, he already called him Junior Brother by mouth, and put on a close relationship.

The young man in white looked at the red egg in his hand. Although he still restrained his emotions on his face, there was still some joy and pride in his brows. He turned around, bowed to his parents and brothers who were watching in the crowd, and said loudly: "Father, Mother, the child is lucky to live up to his fate!"

People naturally gave up an open space to let the talented family say goodbye. Although Gu Ming's father, Gu Tao, was the eldest son of the Gu family, but because he was a concubine, he was always suppressed by the first wife, the old lady Liu, who only loved his son. Now that Mrs. Liu passed away, and his son appeared in the spirit selection and became a genius respected by everyone, Gu Tao was already so excited that his eyes filled with tears, he waved his hands, but couldn't say a word.

Gu Ming himself was very excited, but he didn't allow them to talk too much at this time. There were still people who wanted to continue choosing spirits, so he followed the blue-clothed man to the side.

Afterwards, there were not many special talents among those who came to choose the spirit. People were still immersed in the gorgeous scene of Chi Luan's apparition just now, and many people gathered around Gu Tao's family to congratulate and congratulate, which made the people who were originally discussed Gu Xun finally regained some peace.

Gu Qian was still a little surprised looking at the sky. The giant red bird that almost blocked the sky above the square just now gave him a sense that he had traveled to another world. Looking forward, what kind of spirit will I choose?Is it just showing a slight color like everyone else, or...

Finally, the line got shorter and shorter, and finally it was his turn.

"Gu Qian, male, 15 years old, no rank... eh? No rank?!" The scribe in Tsing Yi lazily finished reading the name note, even if Chi Luan had just appeared, his eyes widened at this moment, and he walked forward The people who came to choose the spirit were at least people who had cultivated to the level of body training. How could there be a non-ranked person among them? !

Someone in the crowd laughed loudly: "Gu Xun! Did you let your stupid son choose a spirit? Wujie also wants to choose a spirit?!"

Gu Qian stood at the forefront of the line, stopped by the mocking words, Gu Xun stretched out his hand and patted his son's shoulder, but said to the scribe in green, "Excuse me, is there such a rule that no rank can't choose a spirit? "

The scribe in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and slowly said: "Choosing the spirit is for entering the Immortal Gate, and to enter the Immortal Gate, you should have some physical foundation..." When he said this, he paused for a while, looked around and looked around. The ridiculed person took another look at the boy in front of the line who was still combing his horns, and said, "However, there is no express rule that no rank is allowed to participate in spirit selection, but a mortal can only choose a spirit once in a lifetime. Failed to choose a spirit for the second time... In this life, there will be no celestial fate."

Gu Qian looked at the green-clothed scholar in front of him, and heard the ridicule and ridicule behind him. Even though he was actually two years older than this body, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy. Such pressure made him almost breathless. Not angry.

"Then I would like to ask the fairy head, what is the criteria for choosing a spirit? Does the spirit choose me, or I choose the spirit?" Gu Xun's voice interrupted Gu Qian's thoughts. It has to be said that his father has a good voice, and he can speak freely. In the previous world, it was a male god voice, steady but not too dull, with a particularly strong penetrating power, which made people feel an instinctive sense of security when they heard it.

Gu Xun's words also gave Gu Qian a new idea about the selection of spirits. Since he did not say that he must have a cultivation level to choose a spirit, it can be seen that the standard for selection of spirits is not based on cultivation, but may be related to the human beings themselves. A certain attribute prevails. In that case, the result will be the same whether there is a cultivation base or not. Considering that there are people who clearly have cultivation bases but have not succeeded in choosing a spirit, this is a good proof!

Thinking of this, Gu Qian calmed down instead. He stepped forward and opened his mouth. This body is only 15 years old, and it is in the period of voice change. The voice is hoarse and unpleasant, but he still said firmly: "I want to choose a spirit."

The scholar in blue looked at Gu Qian, then at Gu Xun behind him, and smiled playfully: "Then let's try."

Gu Qian stepped forward to the giant cauldron in response, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to caress the bronze cauldron...