Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 31 The Spirit-Inducing Ceremony

 Under Hanxiu Peak.

Bai Zichen just came back from the mine yesterday, and he had to send a message that he would be responsible for guiding spirits this year.

 One trip to attract spirits will earn you fifty points of family contribution.

 This is obviously a special favor. In previous years, the maximum contribution he could make as a spirit guide was only ten points.

 The Spirit Envoy, as the name suggests, is responsible for finding children of the right age who have spiritual roots in the Bai family’s mortal town.

 This job may seem ordinary, but it is related to the future of the Bai family.

 If a family wants to grow, it must work hard. Searching for immortal seedlings is a major inheritance event for the immortal cultivating family and even the sect.

Some radical immortal cultivating families have even set a rule that when a clan member gives birth to a descendant with spiritual roots, they will be rewarded with as many spiritual stones as possible to quickly increase the number of immortal seedlings.

“I didn’t expect that the clan would arrange for the two of us to perform this mission together. I haven’t seen each other for three years since Qingfengmen came back...”

 There are quite a few changes in the girl in front of her and in her memory, and there is already a shadow of her unparalleled splendor.

“Brother Chen is the Qilin’er of my Bai family. Everyone has high hopes for me as the foundation-building seed. Of course I must concentrate on my cultivation.”

Bai Ling pursed her lips and smiled, her beautiful eyes curved into the shape of the moon.

“My talent is not as good as Brother Chen’s. After I switched to the Taiyin Suyun Xuanshui True Skill, it took me almost half a year to get started with just the water and thunder spell that comes with the skill.”

"If I had Brother Chen's high-grade understanding, it would probably only take a month or two."

Bai Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the top-grade comprehension refers to the data he made up when he came out of the Five Mountains Temple.

At that time, in order not to expose his suspected spiritual body, I raised the scores of the inheritance stone by one level for both spell talent and understanding.

“This woman can’t be like me in Yin Yang… She has been practicing for three years, but her cultivation level has been overtaken by others.”

Bai Zichen's current spiritual consciousness is basically close to that of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. Bai Ling's background has no secrets in his eyes.

The depth of his magic power is far superior to that of monks of the same level in the clan. It must be the effect of the Taiyin Suyun Xuanshui True Skill.

 The aura on his chest is dazzling, and he must be wearing a powerful magic weapon.

“The spirit-guiding ceremony only lasts for three days. Which town should we go to first?”

Tens of thousands of mortals of the Bai family are mainly gathered in three places: Shangbai Town, Xiabai Town, and Hutou Town.

In addition, there are some scattered village manors, and the stewards will take children of appropriate age to the three towns to participate in the spirit-guiding ceremony.

“Hutou Town is the closest. We can get there in half a day at most with this tool.”

Bai Linggong flicked his sleeves, and a ball of pink peach blossoms fell down, growing to a size of several feet.

 “Peach Blossom Pocket!”

Bai Zichen recognized at a glance that he was riding this flying magic weapon to the Five Mountains Temple.

“That’s right, my master gave me the Peach Blossom Pocket. With my current power, it’s not a big problem to fly it hundreds of miles away.”

“The third elder really loves you... He even gave you a flying magic weapon.”

 Bai Zichen sat on the peach blossom pocket and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. This was the flying magic weapon that he had longed for for a long time.

Hutou Town is located between two valleys. Because the land is fertile, with the help of family monks, tens of thousands of acres of fields were opened up earlier, which can easily support the mortals of the Bai family.

 At first, there were only a hundred or so households in the central area. It gradually expanded in size and now has the prototype of a town, with bluestone paved roads and layer-by-layer expansion toward the outer circle.

　　Without exorbitant taxes, natural disasters and man-made disasters, except for the rare monsters that wander over, the lives of ordinary people in the Bai family are already very happy.

 After Taohuaduo flew into Hutou Town, the townspeople who witnessed it all bent down and bowed, showing respect and admiration.

When Bai Zichen and Bai Ling arrived at the town hall of Hutou Town, there was already a Bai family monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining leading several mortals to wait early. When they saw the two, they hurried up to salute.

“I am Bai Youfu, and Tian is the guardian immortal of this town.”

Bai Youfu looked to be in his fifties. His Taoist robe was stained with oil and had several patches sewn on. He looked down and out.

The Bai family arranged a family monk in each of their three towns to manage them, mainly to prevent attacks by monsters and beasts, which caused too many mortal casualties.

This task usually takes five years to start, and only the monks who have no hope of cultivation and have the least connections in the clan will take it on.

“Are you two the spirit guides this time? You are so graceful and graceful, you are truly among the gods!”

Bai Ling was too lazy to listen to this man's flattery. He took out his family token, verified his identity, and walked straight to the square decorated in front of the town hall.

The place was already dark and filled with thousands of people, all here to witness whether there would be a lucky person this year who would reach the sky in one step and never be the same as the mortal world.

“We are all here now, hurry up and get the children of school age to come up for testing. We will go to the other two towns later.”

Bai Zichen was one step behind and gave Bai Youfu a favor: "Brother, why don't we wait for the results together and see how many immortal cultivators Hutou Town can add to the clan this year."

"Okay! Okay! I don't know what to call this little brother... He is so young and has such a level of cultivation. Compared with those who have practiced for decades, he has become like a dog!"

Bai Youfu hurriedly followed, keeping his head low.

 At a young age, he has reached the fifth level of Qi refining, and he also travels with a flying magic weapon. At first glance, he knows that he is the most valued and promising youngster in the clan. Maybe the next time we meet, he will become an elder, and his fate can be decided with a single word. How can he not take advantage of the opportunity and curry favor with him.

The mayor of Hutou Town is a rich-looking middle-aged man, dressed in silk, waving a row of children forward one after another.

 “Meet the Immortal Master…”

More than thirty anxious children kowtowed vigorously to the immortal masters sitting in the center of the square.

They are all teenagers, and they have begun to understand things. They vaguely know that everything in the town is given by the immortal master, and as long as they pass the test, they can also become an immortal master respected by thousands of people, making themselves and their families happy. Life has taken a different path since then.

Bai Zichen took out an old compass-like magic weapon and asked the mayor to place it on the table.

“The old rule is, cut your finger and let the blood drip onto the compass, it will automatically show whether you have spiritual roots.”

Bai Zichen yawned lightly. In fact, with his spiritual awareness comparable to that of a monk in the early stages of foundation building, as long as these children stood in front of him, he could complete the spiritual root test in a moment.

 The first boy to come up was wearing a boy bun and his clothes were exquisitely handmade. Looking at the nervous look on the mortal mayor's face, he cut his finger with a knife and squeezed out a drop of blood. Then he stared at the compass firmly and refused to move away. He must be his direct descendant.

 “No spiritual roots, next one!”

 The blood droplets rolled around and were quickly absorbed by the compass without any change.

Seeing that the mortal mayor was still unwilling to let the boy step down, Bai Youfu coughed slightly and his voice increased a bit.

Although he usually serves him very well, just like a local emperor, if Bai Youfu is going to lose face and lose points in front of the nobles of the clan, he doesn't mind finding a way to change the mayor next year.

 (End of this chapter)