Chen Xiao felt that it was not an exaggeration at all to say that the whole village had been mobilized.

The people of Changjia Village were very excited. For them, the immortal sect's selection of disciples was something they had only heard about in the gossip of the older generation. They were isolated from the world in such poor mountains and had no chance to go out in their lifetime. Those who practiced the skills passed down by their ancestors could only go to Hanshan City occasionally. When buying some items, they had to hide their identities, for fear that people would find out that they were wanted persons.

It's not that no one has thought about just leaving and going to the country of ordinary people through the seaport of Hanshan City. But taking a ship requires a name certificate, and everyone in their village is an illegal resident. The older people still have their name certificates, but they are all on the blacklist and cannot be used at all.

Being chosen by the Immortal Sect is like having a new life. How can these people not be overjoyed? Although the Immortal Master of the Chongxuan Sect who came here by chance said that he was just testing the spiritual roots of the villagers for free as a way of thanking them for their hospitality, the village chief and the elders in the village were optimistic. Since they could come to test their spiritual roots and talents, maybe a few lucky kids would be selected.

The sentimental elderly villagers wiped their eyes. They had lived in this village all their lives and had become numb to the boring life. The children were still so young, how could they bear to let them stay here for the rest of their lives!

Some children were only seven or eight years old. They had not yet realized how rare it was to get out of the mountains and into the outside world. They just happily played with their friends because the village was rarely lively. Parents, with serious faces, brought their naughty children over and told them to behave well. If their children were chosen by the immortal master, they would be so lucky.

Chen Xiao followed the crowd and came to a large open space outside the village. Men, women, old and young basically gathered here. Overnight, a bamboo platform was built in the middle of the open space. The village chief and several elders stood there, talking in low voices.

Chen Xiao looked behind the crowd and soon saw Ah Shou, Du Rong and Tong Nuonuo coming over without knowing what happened. Chen Xiao hurried to meet up with them. Ah Shou asked him when he saw him, "What happened? Someone sent me a notice early in the morning, asking us to put down our work and come here. He ran away before I could even ask him."

Chen Xiao paused and said, "Do you know what your talent is?" When they went to pick sugarcane and glow grass yesterday, Du Rong told him that Ah Shou's skills were quite good and his power was very deep, so he must have practiced.

Ah Shou smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know. In our village, except for the older generation who know what their spiritual roots are, those who were born after coming to the village don't know. Because my ancestors were also a family of practitioners, there are basic exercises passed down from generation to generation. When the children are still young, the family lets them practice. When they become famous, they are sent to the elders. It was the same when I was a child."

Du Rong couldn't help but interject, "If you don't know your spiritual roots, you won't be able to learn the skills that suit your talents. Since your family used to be a family of practitioners, you should have a magical instrument that can measure spiritual roots, right? Even if you can't measure the strength, you can always tell the number of spiritual roots and their attributes."

Ah Shou shook his head. "The situation was urgent at that time. We were just trying to escape. Who would have remembered to bring that thing with them? People in our village all practiced the techniques that did not restrict the attributes of their spiritual roots. But it didn't work out. Once we reached the foundation-building stage, we could never break through to the golden elixir stage."

Chen Xiao smiled and said, "Then you can know now. Today we are testing spiritual roots. No matter your age, you can come forward and take the test."

When they found out that the reason for the gathering was that Master Xi would test everyone's spiritual roots and talents for free, Ah Shou could no longer wait and left the other three behind to squeeze into the crowd.

The three of them stood outside, thinking they were just spectators. Unexpectedly, a half-grown boy came over after a while and asked the three of them to sit in front. Although the village chief had little contact with the outside world, he was very good at dealing with people. He respected Master Xi very much, and he almost worshipped him. He also did not neglect his companions, and prepared seats for the three of them on the bamboo platform.

The three of them were a little overwhelmed. They had never sat in the front row in such a high profile in front of so many people. However, the village chief's hospitality was hard to refuse, so the three of them had to bite the bullet and endure the panic of being watched by more than 200 pairs of eyes and walked onto the stage. After a while, Chen Xiao calmed down. Anyway, the people below couldn't do anything to him, so just watch. Du Rong also calmed down after a while. Only poor Master Tong Xian was left. He was so stiff that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. Chen Xiao had to keep talking to him to distract him and let him relax.

The sky was bright and the sun and stars were rising. Xi Yunting descended from the sky with a cool mist and landed beside Chen Xiao. As soon as he appeared, everyone knew that the real master had arrived. The villagers who had been talking excitedly below suddenly became quiet.

Xi Yunting curled his lips slightly and said to the three people who were looking at him stupidly, "Morning exercise. Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Du Rong waved his hands and said, "I dare not, I didn't wait long... I just came up a while ago." After saying this, Du Rong regretted his panic. No wonder, the Xianshi Xi he met before was always in his usual state. Although he was also intimidated by his demeanor, he was far less powerful than he is now.

Chen Xiao had seen it twice before, so he had a certain degree of immunity. In such an occasion, Master Xi represented the Chongxuan Sect, so he had such a strong aura and shocked the whole audience.

Xi Yunting stood on the stage and looked around. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. He said, "I happened to come to this beautiful village and received a warm hospitality from the villagers. To express my gratitude, I would like to measure the spiritual roots of the villagers to help them practice. I won't say much, let's start now."

After saying that, he nodded to the village chief and stood aside. Then several strong villagers brought up a wooden chair and a wooden table and invited Xi Yunting to sit down. The village chief came up to maintain order himself, and several villagers organized the villagers to line up and divide them into groups according to gender, age and status.

After practicing, one's life span was extended. The oldest elders in the village all knew their own talents. They did not join in the fun, but just watched from below the stage.

The elders who were born in the early decades when the village was established are not young now, the oldest is over a hundred years old, and the youngest is in their eighties or nineties. The villagers sympathize with these people's old age and frailty, so they let them take the test first. These elders did not expect to be selected by the immortal gate, but they did not know what their talents were in their entire lives. When they got old and had the opportunity, of course they wanted to find out.

Xi Yunting sat behind the table, and Chen Xiao came over to watch. A villager cleverly brought him a stool. Chen Xiao sat down and smiled at Xi Yunting in a flattering way: "I'm here to help Master Xi. Is there anything I can do?"

Xi Yunting glanced at him lightly. That look... Why did Chen Xiao feel that it was quite meaningful?

Xi Yunting retracted his gaze and looked down at the inkstone-like instrument for measuring spiritual roots on the table. He said, "In that case, you can take notes."

Chen Xiao immediately agreed: "Okay, no problem."

Tong Nuonuo also stood behind him with interest and helped him grind some ink. Du Rong asked someone for some paper and cut it into neat shapes so that it could be bound into books later.

One by one, the elders came forward and placed their hands on the magic weapon. As soon as they input their true essence or internal energy, the edge of the inkstone would light up. Sometimes it was a very dim colored light, and sometimes it was a slightly brighter mixed color light. Chen Xiao watched carefully from the side. When he counted these lights, there were five colors, four colors, three colors, and rarely two colors, and never pure colors.

While watching, Chen Xiao worked seriously. He quietly asked the names and ages of these elders, and carefully wrote down the spiritual root conditions that Xi Yunting told him. Xi Yunting told him that the spiritual root talents were divided into five levels. They were low, medium, high, excellent, and very good. There were not many elders, so the test was completed quickly. Looking at the records on the paper, most of them were low or medium, and there were no others.

When Xi Yunting was conducting the spiritual root test, he was very serious and didn't say anything extra. Chen Xiao was a little curious about the result, but he didn't dare to interrupt him. Fortunately, Tong Nuonuo saw that he had some questions, so he said to him: "Most of the people coming out of the village are low-level and medium-level, which is normal. Most of the low-level spiritual roots will become cultivators in the future, and the medium-level spiritual roots can be cultivated to the foundation-building stage, but very few can break through to the golden elixir stage."

Tong Nuonuo didn't think anything was wrong, but Chen Xiao saw something different. Tong Nuonuo said that it was an ordinary village, but the Changjia Village was a refugee village, and many people died and were injured on the way. According to Ah Shou, most of those who could reach the basin alive were ordinary people and monks who could not pass through the dangerous area. There were only a few families. With this structure, they should have rested and multiplied. But soon a large number of people with medium and low spiritual roots were born, which was comparable to a village.

From this point of view, the first generation of people living in Changjia Village have been influenced by the earth's energy, but not deeply.

The elders knew what kind of attributes their spiritual roots had and what their talents were, and they were very satisfied. After the elders left, the young people of the right age walked to the front. Rather than satisfying their own wishes, the villagers still wanted to know what the children's future would be like.

The children followed the instructions and lined up in a row, with the youngest at the front. The first one was a little boy of only six or seven years old. He was a little shy and hesitated for a long time before he was pushed onto the stage by the people behind him.

Master Xi's serious face frightened the little boy. He could not help but walk around him and walked towards Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao was particularly patient with young children. He said softly, "What's your name? How old are you?"

The little boy was only slightly taller than the table. He tugged at the corner of his clothes and said in a low voice, "My name is Ashu, and I'm six and a half years old."

Chen Xiao smiled at him reassuringly and recorded Ah Shu's name and age. He then said, "Okay, Ah Shu. You can put your hands here and practice as you normally would."

Ashu's arm couldn't reach the magic weapon on the table, so Chen Xiao had to reach out to help him get it. Ashu smiled shyly and pressed his little hand on the concave position like an inkstone. He tried for a while, and saw two bright lights appear on the edge of the magic weapon.

Xi Yunting raised his eyebrows, glanced at Chen Xiao, and then said, "Top-grade dual spiritual roots, water and wood."