At noon that day, a white shadow suddenly appeared out of nowhere on a remote and foggy coastline in Xizhou.
This white shadow was Xiang Sheng.
As soon as he landed, a roar erupted from within Xiang Sheng's body, and his spiritual roots rapidly transformed. Fortunately, the landing site chosen by Lou Huo was extremely tricky, and no one heard the movement.
Slightly suppressing the changes in his body, Xiang Sheng walked away quickly until he reached the top of a barren mountain, then sat down cross-legged and released his restrictions.
As he let go, strands of strange energy immediately rushed in from his pores, his muscles and bones made sounds like thunder, which attracted the woodcutter who was chopping wood in the mountains to look up and watch.
"The sky looked fine, why is there thunder?"
The woodcutter muttered to himself and did not bother to continue chopping wood. He quickly packed up and rushed home. If the firewood got wet by the rain, it would be bad.
Xiang Sheng stood on the cliff, quietly feeling the changes in his body, but his eyes were looking towards the place where the light converged dozens of miles away.
There was a faint spatial fluctuation coming from there. As expected, it was the exit of the spatial channel set up by the Wanmai Sword Sect.
Such an important place must be guarded by a cultivator from the Wanmai Sword Sect with extremely high cultivation level. Perhaps this cultivator is Li Yu.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng withdrew his gaze, a hint of deep thought flashing across his eyes.
She had already made plans two years ago about what to do after arriving in Xizhou.
The first step in planning must be the mindset.
But at the moment she still knew nothing about Xizhou, so she had to find out some information first before she could take any action.
After a day and a night, the rumbling within Xiang Sheng's body finally subsided. Looking inward, he could see that his meridians were as crystal clear as jade, flawless and flawless.
The spirit of a perfect body is not low at all. After being tempered to the limit, it reaches the highest level of perfection. With the bonus of the fifth level of "Ancestral Seal", it has already exceeded the super level.
Now, after going through the refinement in Xizhou, it seems to have reached a certain limit and cannot be further improved.
As for what specific spiritual root it should be, Xiang Sheng didn't know.
Si Wuli is an ancient clan, and the talent for cultivation is determined only by the depth of bloodline, not by spiritual roots.
The person with the highest spiritual root talent she had seen in the Dongzhou classics was only a super-grade spiritual root. Who knew what the spiritual roots above that were called?
Xiang Sheng didn't dwell on it too much. Once the movement in his body completely subsided, he quickly left.
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Two days later, Xiang Sheng arrived at a fairly prosperous medium-sized city.
The clothing of people in Xizhou is not much different from that in Dongzhou, but if you look closely, there are still some differences. Fortunately, the money used in the secular world is still gold and silver.
After throwing down a piece of silver, Xiang Sheng came out of the tailor shop, completely transformed into an ordinary-looking young man.
He pulled up the brim of his straw hat, lowered his head, blended into the crowd on the street, and strolled leisurely.
An hour later, Xiang Sheng was sitting in a restaurant, drinking by himself, glancing out the window at the street from time to time.
This small town is quite far away from the passage between the two continents and is close to the strange fog sea, making it a real border town.
In such a desolate place, among ten pedestrians, at least one has cultivation skills, and occasionally one or two Jindan cultivators can be seen flying hurriedly in the air.
This shows the prosperity of the Western Continent's cultivation civilization.
"I heard that the disciples of the Wanmai Sword Sect have already arrived at the Sword Tower in advance. The one who came is the Sword Guardian disciple named Li Wansheng."
"real?"
"Someone saw it with their own eyes, so it should be true."
Suddenly, there was a conversation coming from the table at the back. Xiang Sheng paused with the wine glass in his hand and listened attentively.
"It's only been eight years since the Myriad Veins Sword Sect last opened its doors and recruited disciples."
"In recent years, the Myriad Veins Sword Sect has been frequently targeted by the Pantheon. I'm afraid the number of disciples lost is even greater than rumored by the outside world. We are in a hurry to replenish our blood."
"If it's true as you said, the threshold for recruiting disciples for the Myriad Veins Sword Sect will be much lower this time. What a great opportunity!"
"Of course. No matter how much we are targeted by the Pantheon, we are still the Myriad Veins Sword Sect! Several cultivation families in the city have already made preparations."
"If one could climb the high branches of the Myriad Veins Sword Sect, he would instantly dominate the region. Which family head wouldn't be tempted?"
"I heard that the grandson of the Wu family's head has a very good talent for swordsmanship..."
They then talked about the talented children of the major families. Xiang Sheng listened silently for a while, then threw a piece of silver on the table and stood up to leave.
A moment later, Sword Tower.
Li Wansheng was sitting at the table sorting out the lists of the major cultivation families in the city that were being submitted one after another, but there was a lingering sense of irritation between his brows.
Not for anything else, just because the qualifications of the candidates sent by these families are too poor!
There are thirty-six people on the list, ranging in age from eight to sixteen. Only one has a top-grade spiritual root, and the rest are of medium grade.
If the sect had not been going through an extraordinary period, among these thirty-six people, probably only the one with the best-grade spiritual root would have been able to enter the sect.
Although the threshold for accepting disciples has been relaxed nowadays, the conditions are not too low. In addition to spiritual roots, the understanding of swordsmanship, mentality, physical fitness, etc. will also be tested.
Li Wansheng estimated that if ten of these thirty-six people could pass the sect assessment, he would be very lucky.
"well……"
Li Wansheng put down the list and sighed.
What bad luck!
This city is located in a remote area, and the situation of other brothers should be much better. In the routine ranking for recruiting disciples this time, he will most likely be at the bottom.
Ranked at the bottom, he naturally had no chance of receiving the sect's rewards for recruiting outstanding disciples, and he had to stay here until the sect's assessment.
It's only the beginning of September, and the sect assessment is at the end of November, a full two months away...
Thinking of this, Li Wansheng couldn't help but feel even more depressed. The spiritual energy in the outside world was weak, and the efficiency of cultivation was much lower than that in the sect.
Thinking of this, Li Wansheng suddenly felt a breeze blowing on his face.
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