At the village head, the three of them separated.

On the way home, an inexplicable sound appeared in Wang Meng's ears.

The voice was a little old, revealing a touch of kindness.

"Little guy."

"Little guy."

Wang Meng was shocked and turned around, but no one was found.

Pretending to be a little scared, he shouted loudly!

"Who is it?"

"Where are you?"

"Come out quickly!"

"I didn't do anything wrong!"

Suddenly, Wang Meng heard another smile, quite heroic.

"Hahaha! Little guy, don't be afraid, I am the god you call me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng immediately knew that the content of the conversation between the three people in the woods today was known by the soul in the wooden sign.

At the same time, Wang Meng suddenly showed a sudden realization.

He thought of something again, and hesitated and said, "God... Immortal? Didn't the gods fly away?"

"You are... a god? Where are you...?"

"Little guy, I'm in the wooden sign in your arms."

Wang Meng immediately took out the wooden sign, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

"How is such a small wooden sign possible?"

Another sound came from the wooden sign.

"Little guy, I am indeed in the wooden sign. The god you see today is my opponent. He sneaked into this seat and even destroyed my body, leaving only a residual soul, which was retained in this soul-focused wood."

In his words, Wang Meng could feel the resentment of the sound in the wooden sign towards the enemy.

The evildoer was naturally very angry at Ling Daozi.

Anyone who was killed or burned, and the ashes were blown away by the wind.

At the same time, the evildoer was a little lucky.

After a coincidence of the opportunity, I got a small piece of soul-raising wood that can support the soul and cover it up.

At the critical moment, the soul left the body and was placed in the soul-raising wood, which was not discovered by Ling Daozi.

Later, I had good luck meeting the villagers. Moreover, the soul origin of this villagers is thicker than that of ordinary people. There is a high possibility of having spiritual roots, and it is very suitable to take over the body for themselves.

But this villager is a little older, and the evildoer thought to himself, it's a pity.

"Little guy, I am a monk. The god you see today is also a monk, not a god!"

Wang Meng was a little surprised and hesitated and said, "Well... a monk? What is this? If you are not a god, how can you fly?"

"Haha, monks are those who practice to become immortals."

Wang Meng nodded immediately when he heard this and said excitedly: "Oh, I understand! A monk is a god!"

The soul in the wooden sign heard this and did not continue to explain, but just spoke.

"I am Gu Chengzi, a monk from Huangfeng Valley, one of the seven major practice dictators of Yue Kingdom. This time I came out to collect spiritual medicine, but I didn't want to be attacked by my opponent. This ended up like this."

The evildoer also modified his identity. Only when he came from a well-known family can he easily gain the trust of others.

The nickname of the evildoer was obviously not a good person, so he said his Taoist name Gu Chengzi.

Don’t you know that Wang Meng was suddenly shocked when he heard this.

"The Kingdom of Yue? Huangfeng Valley, one of the seven major sects of practice?"

"What a familiar name!"

"Han Li! Old Demon Han! Is this the world of "The Legend of Mortals Cultivating Immortals"?"

For a moment, Wang Meng was a little shocked.

I have been in this world for several months and I know that this country is called Yue Guo.

But before hearing Huangfeng Valley, Wang Meng really never thought that this might be the world of "The Legend of Mortals Cultivating Immortals".

Wang Meng naturally read this novel, but he didn't finish it, so he read most of it.

That was a lot of years ago. What Wang Meng can recall now is the name of the protagonist Han Li, as well as the Qixuan Gate, Huangfeng Valley, Palm Sky Bottle, and some very profound events, and most of the rest are forgotten.

It was when Wang Meng fell into memories.

The sound in the wooden sign continued to speak, this time the sound was three-point temptation.

"Little guy, your soul is deeper than that of ordinary people. You should also have spiritual roots and can become a monk."

"Do you want to become a monk? After that, you can fly and escape and live forever..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng suddenly showed an excited expression on his face.

"Spiritual roots? What? Can I become a monk? Can I fly to the sky and escape from the earth?"

Wang Meng was quite calm in his heart and said to himself: "So that's the case. My soul has a deep origin and may have spiritual roots, so can it be taken over?"

At this time, Wang Meng had already recalled some restrictions on the body-taking in the original work.

First, immortal cultivators should not seize the body of mortals.

Second, only those with high mana power can succeed if they take over people with low mana power.

Third, in the lifetime of an immortal cultivator, no matter the level of magic power, he can only take over the body once.

This is the soul in the wooden sign. It is obvious that he wants to train Wang Meng into a low-level monk to facilitate his body capture.

While recalling it, Wang Meng recalled the rare spiritual roots.

If you remember correctly, there are often hundreds or thousands of people among ordinary people with spiritual roots, and most of them are people with poor spiritual roots.

The Han Laomo in the original work is a prominent example.

Most of the outstanding spiritual roots appear in the family of monks, which is almost a bloodline inheritance.

"Do I have spiritual roots?"

After thinking for a while, Wang Meng had to shake his head, the possibility of having spiritual roots was very small.

As for what Ling Daozi said in this wooden sign, his soul origin was powerful, it was just that he overlapped with the original soul after his rebirth, which was much stronger.

But the possibility of having spiritual roots is very low.

The column of your own fate is just written that it is affected by the time traveler's roots and feet and increases its fate, rather than saying that the existence of spiritual roots increases its fate.

"If there is spiritual root, your fate will increase a lot." Wang Meng thought.

Destiny: 21

[Note: All ordinary people are 10, and the host is affected by the root and foot, which in turn surpasses the fate of ordinary people.]

"Of course, as long as you have spiritual roots, you can become a monk."

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher? I promise to get rid of my enemies for me and teach you the supreme secret methods of practice."

Although he suspected that he had no spiritual roots, he heard Gu Chengzi say this.

Wang Meng suddenly said "excited": "Disciple is willing, I am willing!"

"Please teach the secret method."

Naturally, he didn't believe that this Gu Chengzi just wanted to avenge him, and he was afraid that the body was the real thing.

However, Wang Meng was a little calm in his heart. With the means of erasure provided by the interface, he was not afraid of taking over the body.

At this moment, he was thinking about his own way out.

If it is really a mortal world, if there is really no spiritual root, in this world, he will not be able to become a monk and his future will be empty.

Of course, he has no future at all. After all, his talent for "Dream in the Daqian" cannot allow Wang Meng to obtain the cultivation path of the rest of the world.

Not every way of practice requires spiritual roots.

Moreover, even if he has spiritual roots, unless he is extremely talented, at what level can he cultivate with his age and destiny?

Can foundation be built?

It's probably difficult!

Han Paopuo has great luck and a magic medicine for the palm of the sky bottle to induce birth. It is only after all the difficulties that the foundation is successful.

Every step afterwards is extremely sad.

After thinking about it, Wang Meng still felt that his way out lies in his "roots talent".

"Now, I don't have magical tools in my master, so I can't detect your spiritual root attributes."

"But it doesn't matter. I'll pass on a few verbal tips for you, which correspond to five spiritual root attributes. Then you can try them one by one."

"Thank you, teacher," Wang Meng said respectfully.

After a while, Wang Meng spoke hesitantly again: "But do you need to know the words when practicing the rules?"

At this time, Gu Chengzi was a little surprised: "Disciple, are you illiterate? You don't know the meridians and acupoints of the human body?"

A embarrassed smile appeared on Wang Meng's face: "The disciple is just a hunter and has no chance to study."

Upon hearing this, Gu Chengzi sighed a little: "It's a miserable child, okay, I'll teach you for your teacher."

Wang Meng smiled in his heart: "It doesn't matter if the spiritual roots are there. Anyway, a practitioner is placed in front of him, so learn something first."
Chapter completed!