"After obtaining the mysterious stone, you can measure your spiritual root attributes, but you have to think of a way."

Although Fang Yi feels that the techniques passed down from ancient times should be somewhat different from those of current practitioners, the more subtle the control and cognition of his own body, the better. Things that cannot be displayed at the beginning of the practice may become important in the future.

"Old Song, how can I get the mysterious stone?" Fang Yi's eyes turned to Song Tianyu. Although Song Tianyu had never seen the mysterious stone, he heard this term from him. I guess Song Tianyu knew where to find it.

"It's impossible to get it."

Song Tianyu shook his head repeatedly after hearing this, waved his hand and said, "It is said that the Xuan Stone was refined by the ancient Nine Heavens Xuannv. There are only a handful of scattered in the world of cultivators. Only some major sects have a few pieces hidden in their hands, specifically used to detect the spiritual roots of the children in the sect. How could they sell such things?"

In the world of cultivators, although Xuanshi cannot be used for cultivation, its unique function still makes it a target for major sects to compete for.

Fortunately, the mysterious stone is of only use. It can be used when the major sects receive qualifications for disciples to explore, and it has no other effect in normal times. Moreover, most of the mysterious stones have fallen into the hands of major sects hundreds or thousands of years ago, and have not caused any major disputes in the world of cultivators.

But this does not mean that the mysterious stone is easy to obtain, because adult cultivators have basically achieved spiritual consciousness. Generally, even cultivators with much higher cultivation level than them cannot detect their spiritual roots and consciousness seas, because this can easily cause the surveillance to collapse.

Therefore, for the major stone, it can be said to be a strategic material for the major sects. As long as they are discovered, they will be put into their pockets and rarely fall into the hands of those casual cultivators or small families outside. Even if the secular families have mysterious stones hidden in the hands of the worldly families, it will definitely be secretly disclosed.

"It's okay to borrow it?"

Hearing Song Tianyu's explanation, Fang Yi scratched his head a little. He had to get the Xuanshi, but Fang Yi knew that with his own cultivation, he could only show his might in the secular world at best. In front of those cultivator sects that had been passed down for a long time, he really didn't have enough to see those crooked thoughts.

"Old Song, why are you looking at me like this?" Fang Yi said that, he found that Song Tianyu looked at him with a very strange expression, and couldn't help but touch his face. He seemed to have washed his face when he came out in the morning.

"Fang Yi, it is very difficult for others to borrow the mysterious stone, but for you, it's too easy."

"Old Song, no matter how you say this, it's easy for me?" Fang Yi was confused when he heard Song Tianyu's words. So far, he had never even contacted a person from the cultivator world. Who would you lend him to?

"Your master has a mysterious stone, and it must be more than one piece. Would you just use it?"

Song Tianyu looked at Fang Yi like an idiot. As far as he knew, although Fang Yi was in a small number of masters, he was extremely powerful in the world of cultivators, and even those large sects with many powerful people dare not provoke them.

"Old Song, I still don't know what I am in my master's sect, and who are there in the master's sect."

Hearing Song Tianyu's words, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was not the first time that Song Tianyu mentioned his master, but Fang Yi knew nothing about the master he was a sloppy old Taoist priest.

"I know a little about this, but I can't tell you, but your master shouldn't have passed away."

Song Tianyu said in a little embarrassedly: "Your master did not tell you about the matter. I guess there must be his reason. Maybe you will know after entering the realm of cultivators. If I talk too much, it will probably cause disaster. Fang Yi, I can't say much about this."

Compared with the secular acts of swearing casually, the world of cultivators pays great attention to cause and effect, so Song Tianyu did not dare to say much about the affairs of Master Fang Yi, and could only apologize to Fang Yi repeatedly.

"Old Mr. Song, maybe you are right. Master may have his reasons."

Fang Yi was originally very open-minded, but now he thought that his master was very likely to be a fraud to die, so he was extremely happy. He did not take the master's origin too seriously.

"Old Song, then how can I enter the realm of cultivators?"

Fang Yi had no intention of entering there, but now that he wanted to get the mysterious stone, he had to go there and asked: "Can I come back after entering the cultivator realm? Are there any restrictions in this?"

"I don't know very well how to enter the realm of cultivators."

Song Tianyu thought for a while and said, "If you really want to go to the cultivator realm, I can ask the elders in the clan to pass on the message on their behalf and then find someone to take you in. As for whether you can come back after entering, I think it is OK, because there are cultivators in our clan who come and go in between the two realms."

Speaking of the cultivator realm, Song Tianyu's face was full of envy, because as he knew, the cultivator realm was very suitable for cultivators to practice. The air there was extremely pure. Usually, cultivators in the clan would return immediately after they came back. In their words, it means that the turbid air in the outside world is too heavy, and staying for a long time will reduce their cultivation.

"According to this, there should be some spiritual energy left in the world of cultivators."

Hearing Song Tianyu's words, Fang Yi nodded secretly. The pollution of the secular world is not just air. Almost all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation will make cultivators of the innate realm feel uncomfortable. If Fang Yi had not completed the task of refining the heart in the world, he would have found an opportunity to leave.

"Fang Yi, when are you going to go to the Cultivator Realm?" Seeing Fang Yi silent, Song Tianyu said: "I need to explain this to the family in advance so that they can make arrangements."

For reasons of cultivation, cultivators rarely leave the world of cultivators, and the same is true for cultivators of the Song family. It would be good to be able to come back once a year. Even if Fang Yi wants to go in, it depends on the timing. Maybe he may not be able to enter the world of cultivators in the previous year.

"There is no hurry to do this. Please contact me first. I will go in if I have the chance."

After hearing Song Tianyu's explanation, Fang Yi shook his head. Although his cultivation has been progressing very slowly since his promotion, after experiencing so many things, Fang Yi felt that his mood was becoming more and more fulfilling.

Especially after yesterday's engagement, the feeling of having a wife's family made Fang Yi's heart missing from childhood also make up for the piece that he had lost since childhood. This is undoubtedly extremely important for Fang Yi. If possible, he would rather use everything he has now to exchange for the love he lacked since childhood.

"Old Song, if there is nothing else, I will say goodbye first."

After asking clearly the question of exploring the qualifications of spiritual roots, Fang Yi was not so anxious. Many things are incompetent if haste. People around him will naturally be able to embark on the path of cultivation like himself. If they are not destined, they will not be forced.

What Fang Yi wants to do most now is to go to his courtyard every day and watch his house be built with Bai Chuxia. Strictly speaking, the vacation with Bai Chuxia is his real first home.

"Hey, Fang Yi, you're fine, but I still have something to do." Seeing Fang Yi turning around and wanting to leave, Song Tianyu couldn't help but hold him laughed and crying. He had been waiting here since yesterday, but he didn't even say the purpose of coming.

"Oh, look at my memory. By the way, Mr. Song, you are asking me for something. Mr. Song said that if I can do it, I will definitely help." Fang Yi would not forget that Song Tianyu had something to ask him for. He just didn't want to interfere with the hidden group's affairs, and deliberately pretended to be like that and wanted to shirk it away.

"You are not young, you are so slippery in this world."

Song Tianyu was helpless about Fang Yi's words, so he could naturally hear what Fang Yi said, that was what he said. Fang Yi had to measure it through his own eyes, and whether he could do it all depends on Fang Yi's idea.

"This matter is considered a matter of the country, and it is also a matter of our cultivator world."

Song Tianyu pondered his words and said, "You may not know that in addition to our country, there are also many people abroad who rely on cultivation or bloodline evolution. We usually call them superpowers, and there are superpowers organizations in many countries."

Seeing that there was no strange look on Fang Yi's face, Song Tianyu continued: "In the eyes of foreigners, the cultivators in our country are actually called psychics. But they don't know the cultivators' background, and what they see is just some fur."

"Old Song, what do you want to say? You should just say it." Fang Yi was a little impatient when he heard it. He had already learned about the psychics from Long Wanda, and it was much more detailed than what Song Tianyu said.

"Okay, then I'll just say it."

Seeing the impatientness on Fang Yi's face, Song Tianyu said: "The psychics in the world hold a meeting of psychics every once in a while. This kind of conference will invite psychics from all over the world to attend, which is a grand event to show strength and muscles."

"Is it going to hold a meeting of supernatural powers?" Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this and said, "As far as I know, our country has not attended such a meeting for many years, right? Why do you want to participate this time?"

"If we don't participate, it's a helpless situation,"

Song Tianyu smiled bitterly and said, "For a long time, the world of cultivators had no connection with the country. This kind of conference where psychics from various countries participated was a bit semi-official, so we couldn't participate at that time."

At the beginning of the founding of the country, all dynasties paid great attention to the fact that the heroes violated the ban with martial arts, and naturally the same is true now. Therefore, in the early days of the founding of the country, many secular cultivators were suppressed very much, and many even hid in the mountains and forests to avoid disasters.

It was not until decades after the founding of the People's Republic of China that the society gradually stabilized, countries that had more contact with various countries thought of this group, and through the children of aristocratic families around some early leaders, they gradually gained contact with the world of cultivators.

However, true cultivators are unwilling to be born in the world to deal with secular affairs. When the country was in crisis, they only made a move when the foreign psychics invaded. They were not the top foreign psychics who entered the country, and they were too lazy to deal with it.
Chapter completed!