Chapter Forty-Eight: Linggen
tered three words, her figure flickered, and she vanished.>After that, Qin Sang returned to Fudao County and chose a graceful residence at Liuzhou Hall, waiting for Zhou Jin to visit.Two months later....The overweight man seemed to relish the awed glances around him, smiling and saying, "Sounds good, sounds good…"
Lady Dongyang led the way, followed by a corpulent man. Just as they were about to enter the inner hall, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and with his small eyes squeezed into slits by his fat, scanned the crowd. In a flat tone, he said, "Who is Qin Sang"
In an instant, all eyes in the Temple of Pilgrimage turned to Qin Sang.
Dongyang County Princess raised her eyes.
Qin Sang had thought that the young man surnamed Han had stood him up, and was filled with disappointment. In a hurry, he bowed deeply, "Reporting to the Immortal, I am Qin Sang."
A young man took a good look at Qin Sang, let out an "um", pointed at him with his finger and said: “Come find me after the coronation ceremony.”
After saying this, he turned and walked into the inner hall.
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The great hall was deathly silent.
Qin Sang could feel the surprise and envy in those gazes, as well as the jealousy from the Prince. Even Dongyang Wang, who was about to become emperor, stared straight at Qin Sang.
The Admiral approached, and in a low voice asked, "It is true that you saved the life of a fairy master"
General Feng knows better than anyone, “I remember, he seemed thinner than this one, right”
Qin Sang was still immersed in joy and ignored the two people. Since the Han surname youth hadn't forgotten him and had sent someone over specially, didn't it mean that the possibility of him agreeing to his request was very high
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After a moment of silence, the Palace Master of Chao Sheng Gong whispered to King Dongyang, "Your Majesty, auspicious time is almost over."
“Oh Oh!”
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Only then did the courtiers in the grand hall come to their senses. Prince Dongyang hurriedly held up the jade seal, took a step forward, and carefully placed it between the jade tablet and jade scrolls. The enthronement ceremony began.
The grand ceremony was elaborate, and later moved outside the hall. Hundreds of officials were bestowed with titles, lasting nearly three hours. Fortunately, the mountain wind was light and the winter sun was warm, so everyone could endure it.
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Finally, King Dongyang ascended the throne as emperor and set the era name to Wude.
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Qin Sang was appointed as the General of Fu Guo and Marquis of Jiangzhou.
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Qin Sang accepted the title with a calm face. He remained until the enthronement ceremony ended and the new emperor led his officials down the mountain to Yuyu Palace, while he stayed in Chaosheng Palace, led by the master of Chaosheng Palace towards the back hall.
The East Yang Princess, now presumably a Grand Princess, is nowhere to be found.
In the great hall, only that plump young man was left. He sat on the grand master's chair, his eyes closed, motionless. He seemed to be sleeping, but in reality, he was cultivating.
As soon as they entered the hall, the plump young man opened his eyes and waved his hand to have the Palace Master of Chaosheng Palace leave. He languidly said to Qin Sang: "Get to the point, Senior Brother Han asked me to tell you something. The path to immortality is difficult. It's not just the countless dangers after cultivation, but also that those who want to cultivate must be born with spiritual roots, and only one in ten thousand mortals possesses them. This means that if you choose to cultivate immortality, your chances are extremely slim. If you stay in the mortal world, Chaosheng Palace will protect your three generations of descendants to enjoy wealth and honor. The choice is yours."
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Qin Sang was slightly taken aback. He realized that cultivating immortals actually had the requirement of spiritual roots.
Then, he immediately thought to himself, he had already cultivated the Nether Scripture to the fifth level. He must have a spiritual root and naturally didn't need to worry about anything.
But Qin Sang still asked a few more questions, "What is Linggen"
"How do I know what things are"
The obese young man curled his lips, wondering why Brother Han was so attentive to an ordinary person and even demanded a detailed explanation. "Spiritual roots belong to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which are in harmony with the spiritual power between heaven and earth. Only those who possess spiritual roots can comprehend the Dao of Heaven and cultivate spiritual power and true essence within their bodies. In short, without spiritual roots, you cannot even sense the spiritual power of heaven and earth, let alone cultivation. Moreover, just because you have spiritual roots doesn't mean that our Han family will accept you. If you are a pure Heavenly Spirit Root, not only our Han family, but also those major immortal sects would fight to have you. But if your spiritual roots are mixed, with four or five elements, you will never be able to establish a foundation before death. Even with Brother Han's recommendation, it is impossible to enter the Han family's inner sect."
Hearing this, Qin Sang, who had originally thought everything was foolproof, became uneasy again. He questioned the stout young man carefully, making him look impatient. Only then did Qin Sang have some superficial understanding of cultivators.
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Originally, after a cultivator enters the sect, their realm is called the Qi Refining Period. It is to refine essence into qi, nourishing the primordial spirit and transforming the physical body during this time. Their lifespan can be several decades longer than ordinary people.
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The Qi Refining Stage has thirteen levels. When one reaches the tenth level, they can prepare to build their foundation.
Cultivators in the Qi Refining stage all possess formidable combat power. In the cultivation world, they are considered true cultivators. Those who cannot reach the Qi Refining stage are of little use to a sect.
Whether one can lay a foundation depends on fate and, more importantly, innate talent, or spiritual roots.
A single spiritual root, or even a double or triple spiritual root, these true spiritual roots have a good chance of establishing a foundation. But for four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots, these false spiritual roots, the hope of establishing a foundation is very slim.
A chubby youth told Qin Sang very clearly that those with spiritual roots were one in ten thousand, and true spiritual roots were even rarer. A single spiritual root was rare to encounter in decades, so he should not dream about it.
Even if Qin Sang possessed a false spiritual root, he could still go to the Han Family. But he could only be an ordinary person on the outer sect, perhaps living a few more years as a commoner with food and clothing without worry. It would be better than being a king or marquis in the mortal world, with the朝聖宮 as his protector, enjoying a lifetime of wealth and honor.
But now that Qin Sang is being asked to give up, how could he possibly be willing
Qin Sang didn't know if the Nether Scripture corresponded to each realm of the Qi Refinement Period. He had only taken five years to cultivate to the fifth layer, which should be considered fast, right
Doesn't this just mean that your talent isn't bad
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"Immortal, I've made my decision," Qin Sang said solemnly, "Please, Immortal, test my spiritual roots for me."
The overweight youth had long been exasperated by Qin Sang. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Is it really that easy to achieve immortality I think you're headstrong and won't listen to reason. Just put your hand out."
Qin Sang tentatively reached out his hand, afraid that his talent wasn't good enough, and also afraid that the obese youth would discover he possessed magic power.
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Unbeknownst to Qin Sang, who was still anxiously worrying in secret, a hefty young man suddenly spoke coldly, "You have no spiritual roots and are unfit for the immortal path. Well, you can go back now."
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Qin Sang was stunned, thinking that testing one's spiritual roots would involve some kind of mystical technique from the immortal realm.
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That chubby young man patted his arm and immediately retracted it, concluding that Qin Sang had no spiritual root.
"It's impossible!"
Qin Sang exclaimed in disbelief, how could he cultivate the Netherworld Sutra without spiritual roots How could he cultivate spiritual power and command the Purple Soul Ling and Ice Silkworm Armor
"How is that impossible"
A fat young man roared, “I told you long ago that those with spiritual roots are rare, one in ten thousand. Even among cultivating families, they are a tiny minority. If you don't have spiritual roots, you just don't! Stop causing such a commotion!”
Qin Sang's eyes turned cold. He didn't know how he had offended this celestial being, but the other party seemed to look down on him.
Seeing the obese young man turn and walk outside, Qin Sang hurriedly flashed forward to block the door, "I want to see Master Han!"d light, only the astonishing binding force enveloped Qin Sang.This left Xiahou depleted of his chi and energy, having exhausted all his strength!After the antlers, another object rose from the whirlp...