In the endless abyss, it was pitch black and quiet, terrifyingly quiet. A 'dong dong' sound came from Jiang Zheng's chest, gradually becoming weaker. "You are just a first-grade spiritual root, why do you want to cultivate immortality? There are thousands of great ways, and you are just a waste, how can you make a way out?" Kong Qingxian's voice sounded again, but this time there was no weird laughter, only bone-chilling coldness. The indifferent voice echoed in the endless abyss and in Jiang Zheng's ears. "Why should I cultivate immortality? Haha, yes... I am just a second-rate spiritual root, how can I cultivate immortality? How can a waste walk his own path?" "Why should I cultivate immortality... Why should I cultivate immortality... Why should I cultivate immortality?" Jiang Zheng hugged his head in pain, his face distorted, as if he was possessed or crazy! He frantically searched for the answer in his mind. Scenes from the past flashed through my mind. "You're right, I believe you can definitely become an immortal!" Lin Muxi's beautiful face appeared in his mind, revealing two little canine teeth and a bright smile.
"Zheng'er, you must protect yourself when you are outside...", Su Ning'er's expression of repeated warnings at the dinner table flashed through his mind. His father sat beside him and looked at him with a simple smile, but said nothing. "My son Zheng'er has spiritual roots, why don't you accept him!" Grandpa blushed in front of the immortal. The past events are like flowing water. Children under the willow tree, Parents at the dinner table, The first time his grandfather took him to see the red rosy sedge… The morning sun, the evening glow... the sound of the wind at dawn... Crash! The sound of pages turning was heard, and several yellowed books appeared before my eyes. The books were turned page by page, faster and faster... When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, and his body hungry... The road ahead is long and arduous, I will... Only when winter comes do we know the withering of pine and cypress. As Heaven moves forward, a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself! … "Why should I practice Taoism?!" Suddenly, Jiang Zheng opened his eyes abruptly, and brilliant golden light burst out from his eyes. His chest heaved violently, and he roared: "So what if I have inferior spiritual roots?! So what if I have wasteful talent! So what if I have millions of great avenues! As Heaven moves forward, a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself!
Even plants and trees have their own ambitions, so why can't I walk my own path? ! Empty love! You ask me why I want to cultivate immortality? I, Jiang Zheng, will tell you right now! I just want to cultivate immortality! I just want to ascend to heaven!" Accompanied by Jiang Zheng’s roar! A brilliant spiritual light burst out from the endless dark abyss, and in an instant, night turned into day. A huge "boom" sound came from the abyss. As the waves rolled, the entire abyss beat in unison with Jiang Zheng's heart. Boom! A dazzling light suddenly exploded from the sea surface. Jiang Zheng stood on the crest of the wave, his eyes full of determination, like an unyielding pine tree. Facing the golden morning sun, Jiang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze seemed to be able to burn people. He stared at Jiang Youcai with a look as hard as iron. He opened his mouth and answered word by word: "I just want to cultivate immortality!" Jiang Youcai was stunned for a moment, and then he was horrified. He seemed to see a scorching sun in Jiang Zheng's eyes. He had never seen such a look before! As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zheng took a step forward, as if he didn't feel any pain at all. He passed Jiang Youcai, faced the rising sun, and ran madly towards the top of the mountain. "You just want to cultivate immortality? Hahaha, good, good, good! Well said!" When Jiang Youcai heard Jiang Zheng's answer, he laughed out loud and said three "good" words in a row. Afterwards, a faint spiritual light flowed from his body. He took a step forward and quickly chased after Jiang Zheng. At this moment, he seemed to be dozens of years younger and surpassed Jiang Zheng in just a moment. He ran in front, but Jiang Zheng seemed not to see him and still rushed to the top of the mountain like mad. However, his goal was not to catch up with Jiang Youcai, but to catch up with Chaoyang. “You already have some Taoist charm even before practicing? Haha, what a pity, what a pity…hahahaha…” Kong Qingxian’s loud laughter rang in Jiang Zheng’s mind, but he didn’t care about that. The physical pain had disappeared, replaced by numbness. The exhaustion almost made him unable to think, and he could not bear to listen to Kong Qingxian's words even more. Even though he could no longer hold on, even though his muscles had begun to twitch, he still ran to the top of the mountain with all his might. One step, two steps... Suddenly, the view in front of me became clear, the morning mountain breeze blew slowly, and the morning sun hit my face. “Hoohoo…Hoohoo…I’m up, Grandpa, I’ve climbed up!” Jiang Zheng used all his strength to shout towards the rising sun. On the cliff, Jiang Youcai slowly turned his head, looked at Jiang Zheng's exhausted appearance, and smiled with relief. After hesitating for a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind. "Zheng'er, come to grandpa," he said after taking a deep breath.
Hearing this, Jiang Zheng forced himself to stand up and walked towards the edge of the cliff. The soil under his feet was extremely sticky and emitted a fishy stench. In a secluded spot on the edge of the cliff, a small red grass swayed slightly in the breeze and the morning sun. There are spots of red light flowing on the leaves, which is a sign that the spiritual herb is mature. "The red cloud grass has grown!" Jiang Youcai brought Jiang Zheng to the red cloud grass. He looked at the small grass with reminiscence in his eyes. "I brought this red cloud grass seed from my sect. It is very precious and must be watered with blood and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to grow. It is almost as big as you." Jiang Youcai explained the origin of red cloud grass with emotion. "Grandpa, is this grass really so magical? What will happen if we eat it?" Jiang Zheng asked curiously. "Zheng'er, do you know how many grades of spiritual roots there are?" "I don't know," Jiang Zheng shook his head. How would he know these things? "It can be divided into four grades, from high to low, namely, top grade, upper grade, middle grade, and lower grade," Jiang Youcai said slowly. "That spiritual root?" "That's right, inferior spiritual roots are not considered good, so they are also called waste spiritual roots by the world. People with inferior spiritual roots practice too slowly, and may not be able to achieve anything in their entire lives." Hearing this, Jiang Zheng's eyelids drooped slightly and his expression was a little depressed. He finally understood why the immortal valued Lin Muxi so much and why he was unwilling to accept him. The gap between top-grade spiritual roots and inferior spiritual roots is so huge that one is at the top while the other is not even in the mainstream. Jiang Youcai keenly sensed his low mood and patted Jiang Zheng's shoulder with his skinny hand. "Hahaha, isn't it just a low-grade spiritual root? Zheng'er, don't worry. Grandpa has a method that can upgrade your spiritual root to a low-grade spiritual root." Jiang Youcai said with a big laugh, full of confidence. "Improve spiritual roots! Spiritual roots can be improved?!" Jiang Zheng was delighted, his eyes bright, and he said in surprise. "According to common sense, spiritual roots are innate and cannot be changed. However, my grandfather accidentally discovered a shocking secret method in the sect that can improve the spiritual root qualifications." After saying that, he looked at the red cloud grass, his eyes fixed, "And this red cloud grass is the key to the secret method! Only with the red cloud grass can the secret method be performed." As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant from his arms. The moment he saw the jade pendant, Jiang Zheng was slightly stunned and immediately touched his neck. He pulled out an identical jade pendant. The two jade pendants were exactly the same, with no difference. "Grandpa, this jade pendant?" The jade pendant on Jiang Zheng's neck was the one his grandfather gave him when he was a child, but he didn't expect that he had two such jade pendants.
