Town ancestral hall
"If you have something to say, please speak politely. There's no need to kneel and kowtow."
Liu Xiaoqing felt a gust of wind that lifted her legs and made her stand up straight. Her forehead was already covered in blood, which made her pair of black eyes look even more desperate, which was really shocking.
Qianluo was moved when she saw this. What on earth had happened?
Three days ago, although the girl lived a hard life, the two sisters depended on each other and were happy.
"Please save me!" Liu Xiaoqing had tears in her eyes. Blood and tears slid down her cheeks and mixed together. It was hard to tell which was blood and which was tears.
Looking at her like this, what exactly happened?
Qianluo pulled her into the cave and asked her to explain everything clearly.
Liu Xiaoqing saw her benefactor's sympathy and immediately recounted what had happened in the past three days: "Three days ago..."
It turned out that three days ago, the Liujia Village in Qingshan Town, District 9, went to the town's ancestral temple to test their spiritual roots. She took her sister on the bus. Along the way, the villagers talked and laughed, with their aspirations for the future, and she was no exception.
She held her sister, who was holding a cute bunny doll, and sang a nursery rhyme. Her sister clapped her hands in her arms and cheered, "So beautiful!"
Some people couldn't bear to see her doing well and deliberately ridiculed her: "Xiao Qing, your sister is already in this state, and she still wants to test her spiritual roots!"
"Yes, her sister was born with dementia. Unless there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, there is no way she could draw Qi into her body!"
"Our Yaozu is not like her idiot. He has been smart and eloquent since he was a child. He must have spiritual roots!"
"Yes, we have a boy in our family, and so does our stepfather. He has been lovable since he was young, and he is fair and chubby. Many people say he is blessed!"
They hugged their own sons, rolled their eyes and criticized Liu Xiaowan, and smiled when they talked about their own children, revealing their big yellow teeth.
Liu Xiaoqing bit her lip, her eyes twinkling as she looked at her sister in her arms, who didn't understand anything. She thought someone was teasing her and clapped her hands in applause, "Okay, okay, talk!"
"Xiao Wan..."
Liu Xiaoqing called out a few times, but her sister didn't hear her. She hugged her foolishly, and a sour feeling welled up in her heart. Her sister didn't understand anything and couldn't do anything.
She didn't even have the courage to refute, so she could only lean against the seat in the corner with her sister in her arms, looking enviously at the villagers in front of her laughing. They hugged their children, adoring them, and each of them smiled from ear to ear: "Our child must have dual spiritual roots!"
If her parents were still here, the four of them could all sit on this bus, and maybe she wouldn't be bullied.
Mom and Dad, where on earth did you go? Why did you leave these two sisters to depend on each other?
Liu Xiaoqing covered her mouth and sobbed softly, burying her head in her sister's neck. Xiaowan's eyes were empty and her face was blank. She uttered a few words: "Hot!"
It turned out that her hot tears fell on her clothes. Today was a good day, and Aunt Zhang bought a sky blue doll collar dress for Xiaowan, and Xiaowan liked it very much.
Now, tears wet the doll's collar. Xiao Wan pursed her lips unhappily, watching her sister crying, but she didn't dare to get angry. She could only stare at the front with grievance all the way to the ancestral hall in the town.
The bus went forward, passing several small villages, and a few families got on. They were also bringing their children to test their spiritual roots. Once the bus was full, they would not stop at any village.
An hour later, we arrived at the town's ancestral hall.
Two cultivators in the early stages of Qi training were stationed at the door. One of them, a blue-robed cultivator with a sage-like demeanor and a long beard, swung his whisk and said, "Hurry up and get ready. Don't waste time."
As soon as these words were spoken, the parents wiped away their tears, patted their children on the face, and told them: "You must strive to be good. Our family has already produced many people with five spiritual roots and ordinary people. Yaozu, it depends on you to bring honor to our family!"
The child stretched out his voice impatiently: "I know! Mom!" He couldn't wait to break away from his parents' arms and walk into the tall and majestic ancestral hall to see the novel ancestral hall, which he had never seen in the countryside.
The parents couldn't help but complain: "Hey, kid, run slower!"
Liu Xiaoqing, who was at the end, patted Xiaowan's clothes, squatted down, and told her seriously: "Don't make any noise when you go in, and don't anger the monks. Do you understand?"
She remembered the death of Aunt Zhang's husband and couldn't help but feel a little afraid of the monks at the door. Xiao Wan was born with a disability. What if she accidentally angered these high-ranking officials?
It was the first time Xiao Wan saw her sister so serious. She frowned hard, trying to understand, and said slowly: "No, no, no, no, no, be good, Xiao Wan."
Hearing the blue-robed Taoist begin to urge her, the girl could only push her away, her face full of reluctance: "Go."
Xiao Wan was holding a little rabbit doll, not quite understanding: "Sister, sister?"
Liu Xiaoqing pushed her and took the bunny stuffed animal away, feeling a little anxious because they were the last ones left: "Go in quickly, and get the bunny stuffed animal when you come back!"
The Taoist priest in blue robe is quite knowledgeable. All five-year-old children are sent here to test their spiritual roots, so he has also seen some children with congenital disabilities.
"Hurry up, hurry up, don't be so fussy, we'll soon be late for the next batch."
Seeing Liu Xiaowan hesitating, he picked her up and went straight into the ancestral hall gate. He slammed the door shut, preventing anyone from seeing what was going on inside.
When Liu Xiaoqing was 5 years old, she also came to the ancestral hall to test her spiritual roots. She knew the rules there and would not let her parents see the test results directly because she was afraid that the parents would make a fuss and say that the spiritual roots were wrong or the spiritual plate was fake.
After everyone comes out, the Taoist priest in blue robe will tell everyone about their spiritual roots. There will be no lies, because everyone hopes to have good spiritual roots, which will also be beneficial to the staff of their ancestral hall.
And how can one fake spiritual roots in the lower three districts?
The speed of future cultivation and the magic skills you practice will be apparent at a glance.
The ancestral hall is very grand. It is a tall and majestic palace with nine floors.
The flying eaves and overlapping corners are like a bird spreading its wings. It is even more amazing once you go inside. The steps are made of white jade, the floor is made of gold and silver, the tiles are made of glazed tiles, the lamps are made of pearls, and the walls are made of colorful paintings. It is magnificent and majestic.
Entering the ancestral hall for the first time, all the children couldn't help but shout out loudly: "It's so big! So beautiful!"
The jade, gold and silver here are the least valuable. The most valuable thing should be the Luo Ling Pan formation in the center of the palace for measuring spiritual roots. It is inlaid with 9 low-grade spirit stones. As the formation is driven, the light of the low-grade spirit stones changes from bright to weak.
If someone's spiritual roots are detected, the formation will emit a faint colorful light.
The blue-robed Taoist raised his eyelids and said, "Five Spiritual Roots, next one."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! My mom said I was number one, I'm a genius, I'm the hope of the family, how could I possibly have five spiritual roots? I don't believe it! Test again!"
The Taoist priest in blue robe was used to seeing children throwing tantrums and knew what parents were thinking. He did not believe the result of the spirit plate, so he directly called two security guards and sent him away.
"I'll reiterate one last time. The rule here is no noise or disturbance. No matter if you've tested positive for the Five Spiritual Roots or are just a mortal, you're not allowed to make a noise after you know the results, unless you want to be thrown out like him."
All the children in the queue were terrified. They saw the security guards in black uniforms dragging the crying child up to the second floor no matter how he screamed.
The strong security guard threw the child directly out from the second floor. Blood was all over the floor and the child was twitching constantly. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.
All I could hear was the miserable voice of the parents outside: "No, my child, what happened to you? What on earth happened to you!!!"
Everyone was frightened like quails, huddled together and lined up quietly, no one dared to make a loud noise.
"Mortal, next."
"Four spiritual roots, next."
"Mortal, next."
Several children were tested in succession, and it was found that they were either mortals, or had three spiritual roots, without even having four or five spiritual roots.
This made the blue-robed Taoist extremely anxious. He muttered to his colleagues, "The test results in recent years have been unsatisfactory. We're going to be scolded again at the next meeting! Just imagine how many geniuses with single and double spiritual roots can appear in this remote area? Not to mention mutant spiritual roots. I've tested so many children in my life and never seen anything like that!"
"Brother Jiang, you're right, but the leaders only know how to criticize us. We have no say in whether they have spiritual roots or not. The quality of these children is really too poor."
The Taoist priest in blue robe is named Jiang Qianfeng. He has three spiritual roots and is at the fifth level of Qi training. He has been working in the ancestral hall for almost half his life and complains to his colleague Lin Tianya from time to time.
Lin Tianya is a little younger than him and they often work together. He also has three spiritual roots and is at the fifth level of Qi training. The staff here have similar cultivation levels.
Jiang Qianfeng noticed that one of the low-grade spirit stones in the spirit disk had gone dark, so he immediately replaced it, muttering, "But it's no wonder the boss is anxious. Who wants to replace the low-grade spirit stones in this spirit disk every year? But there's no guarantee of a good spirit root every year. If our county's performance is this bad again next time, I don't think we'll even be able to get approval for a replenishment of low-grade spirit stones."
Lin Tianya cracked melon seeds and said, "That's right. Life is getting harder and harder. My salary is only a few hundred spirit beads, not even enough for a drink."
Jiang Qianfeng teased him, "You still want to drink? Cultivation is becoming increasingly difficult these days. How many pills can you buy with these few spirit beads?"
Lin Tianya looked around and found that the security guard next to him didn't listen, so he deliberately whispered to him: "You can't say that, but brother, I have a little way to make money recently."
Jiang Qianfeng became interested and came over: "What's the secret? Tell me..."
He didn't even pay attention to the next girl who was testing her spiritual roots. This girl was at the end of the line. He remembered that this girl was born with a defect in her soul and didn't expect her to have any good spiritual roots.
As long as she is not found to have some genius spiritual roots, then his work is over. After get off work, he can find Lin Tianya to have a drink and chat about ways to make money.
Who knew that the next second the girl being tested came forward and placed her hand on the spirit plate detector.
In an instant, the golden and red spiritual roots grew rapidly! Almost blinding everyone's eyes.
"Ahh!!! It's changing color!"
"Oh my god! What's going on?"
As we all know, the brighter the color, the higher the purity, and the fewer colors, the better the spiritual root. In this case, there is only one possibility, that is, this little girl has the golden and fire spiritual roots!
The security guards nearby were all stunned: "She has dual spiritual roots, gold and fire spiritual roots!"
Jiang Qianfeng was also stunned, his melon seed shells dropping to the ground. He excitedly said to his colleague Lin Tianya, "Great, great! Our subsidy for low-grade spirit stones for next year will be approved!"
He pulled the little girl along, opening her identity information as if it were gold. "We've both been diagnosed as dual-spiritual geniuses, so we can make a lot of money. Today is a great day. Let's go to a five-star hotel after get off work to drink spiritual wine and eat spiritual food!"
Lin Tianya was not happy at all, but rather a little embarrassed: "Brother, the way to make money I mentioned before is..."
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