Chapter Sixty

  However, the people of Yunju Mountain have never attached much importance to gold and silver, let alone these external objects. Besides, there are many precious treasures on Yunju Mountain that are far more valuable than this white transparent crystal screen, so even if someone really wanted it, they wouldn't come to steal such a clumsy thing.

  Qing Wei Zi Lao Dao Shi listened to Lin Ruo Lan's words and didn't get angry, instead he smiled slightly: "Good disciple, what you said is not wrong; this white transparent crystal screen is indeed a treasure."

  Uh... won't it? This thing is pretty nice, but you can also buy it with money; isn't that a bit exaggerated?

  Lin Ruo Lan's eyes widened as she stared at the transparent white crystal screen in front of her, her beautiful small face full of suspicion; this Clear and Ethereal Old Daoist shouldn't be teasing her, right?

  Can this broken thing actually be a treasure? Although Lin Ruolan didn't deny it, this thing looks like it should be worth quite a bit of money; but isn't everything priceless?

  Lin Ruo Lan looked left and right around the white transparent crystal screen, how could she not see where this treasure was? After the nth failed treasure hunt, Lin Ruo Lan had no choice but to give up.

  "Alright!" Lin Ruolan said to Qingweizi's old Taoist master in a somewhat unpleasant tone: "Master, you don't have to pretend anymore. Honestly, what is going on?"

  Either a sycophant or a thief!

  Lin Ruolan didn't believe that the cheap master at home wouldn't have anything to do; he would stare blankly and bring himself back from afar, not even giving her a day's time; if she said there was no problem with this, she wouldn't believe it even if you killed her.

  A hint of a smile appeared on the face of Qing Wei Zi, the old Daoist, and he knew that his young apprentice was extremely intelligent; he would definitely be able to guess it, and indeed!

  Next, Lin Ruolan heard a very mysterious and strange story from Qing Wei Zi Lao Dao Shi; it was also a legendary story with a hint of mythological color.

  It's actually a very simple thing, an extremely simple matter; it's a story about the founding ancestor of Yunhe Mountain.

  Everything in Yunju Mountain nowadays, uh... of course, refers to the mountain's protective array and the seal. All were left behind by the founding ancestors of the sect. To put it more clearly, Yunju Mountain was created by the founding ancestors using their great abilities.

  The ancestors of that year were indeed a cultivator, and the other's origin was similar to Lin Ruolan's. The ancestors and Lin Ruolan were also traversing through time and space.

  However, unlike Lin Ruolan, the old ancestor came from a world where everyone cultivates the truth; at that time, the old ancestor was just a rookie who had just built the foundation of cultivating the truth, and coincidentally obtained a fairy mansion left behind by a fallen senior.

  Who would have thought that after getting this treasure, it hadn't even warmed up in their hands; when the news spread, the masters of various sects rushed to surround and attack them. Indeed, a weak person is innocent but guilty because of the treasure; treasures can move people's hearts!

  A mere Foundation Building cultivator like you, how could you withstand the siege of a group of Golden Core experts; and among them is even a master who has already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

  The result of the final desperate struggle was that the old ancestor was beaten into a black hole by everyone; Fortunately, along with the old ancestor who was also beaten into the black hole was the fairy mansion he had just obtained; After experiencing nine deaths and one life, the old ancestor finally came to this small world.

  Because the spiritual energy of this world is thin, except for some low-level Xuanmen Taoists; there isn't a single person who can cultivate truthfulness. The ancestors relied on the cultivation secrets in the immortal mansion, as well as a large amount of heavenly materials and treasures, and quickly gained a foothold in this world. They also rapidly established their own power, Yunhe Mountain is what was left behind by the ancestors back then.

  Qing Wei Zi Lao Dao Shi said was dry mouth and tongue, Lin Ruo Lan one hand propped up her cheek sat listening to was with great relish.

  Damn it!

  What the...?! It's really bloody, such a bloody thing actually happened to me; is it saying that my luck is too good or am I just too unlucky?

  "Hey, Master!" Lin Ruolan said with a slight pout, not being polite at all: "You've said so much nonsense, what's the point? And what does this have to do with your little disciple and me? Why did you bother calling me back? I don't think it's just about listening to a story, is it?"

  The gentle and warm old Daoist Qing Wei nodded slightly, with a hint of doting affection towards Lin Ruolan, saying: "Good disciple, don't be impatient. I didn't call you back just to listen to stories; this matter actually has a great deal to do with you. Listen carefully as I explain it to you slowly."

  "Hmph... She knew it, her family's cheap master would never have good intentions; Lin Ruolan thought with a bit of resentment."

  However, this time Lin Ruolan really wronged Qing Wei Zi Lao Dao Shi. He came to find Lin Ruolan and it was indeed a great good thing that would benefit Lin Ruolan.

  Immediately, the old Daoist Qingwei continued to explain that cultivating the truth requires having a spiritual root, but he didn't know where the problem lay; in this world, people are actually ordinary people without spiritual roots, and it's likely that only one person with a spiritual root can be found among millions of people.

  In order to pass down Yunju Mountain from generation to generation, a tacit rule gradually formed over time; the position of Yunju Mountain's leader can only be taken by those who cultivate the truth.

  Even the ancestors of that year, before their ascension, went to great lengths and spent a lot of effort to turn the immortal mansion they had obtained by chance into a secret realm suitable for cultivation using the method of piercing the sky. The crystal screen fan in Qingfeng Cave was the only passage to open this secret realm.

  Lin Ruolan looked at the white transparent crystal screen with a strange expression, her mouth wide open as if she could fit an egg in it: "Really? Master, are you sure this thing is connected to another space?" Lin Ruolan asked with a skeptical attitude towards Qing Weizi's words.

  "It's natural that you would become a master, otherwise, I wouldn't have let Xuan He go to bring you back." Qing Wei Zi old Daoist nodded and said.

  "Wait..."

  Lin Ruo Lan suddenly shouted out loud and interrupted Qing Wei Zi's words, "What did she just say? She felt that something was not quite right about this matter."

  "Master, I'm asking you, why did you call me back? What do these things have to do with me?" Lin Ruolan said bluntly: "Does my body have that spiritual root you mentioned? What does it have to do with me?"

  "Who says you don't have spiritual roots." Qing Wei Zi, the old Daoist, smiled at Lin Ruo Lan and didn't explain any further; he directly took out a crystal ball like magic: "Good disciple, put your hand on this crystal ball."

  Lin Ruolan did not immediately put her hand on the crystal ball, but instead furrowed her brow and said: "Master, I think this crystal ball looks a bit like those used to test one's spiritual roots?" Lin Ruolan looked at Qing Weizi with a skeptical face.

  Cough, cough... Actually, Lin Ruolan wanted to say, Master, when did you take the Jeep girl from Gip Village as your master; taking out a crystal ball, surely you're not planning to use it for fortune-telling?

  "This crystal ball can test the spiritual root." Qing Wei Zi, the old Taoist priest, glared at Lin Ruolan: "You silly girl, why are you chattering so much nonsense? Can't you just put your hand on the crystal ball quickly? Time is almost running out."

  Qingwei Zi, the old Daoist, looked at what was originally a transparent crystal screen, which had now turned into a pale white jade color; the dense fog inside the screen also grew thicker and more dense; Qingwei Zi's expression, which was originally somewhat calm, became slightly anxious.

  "Oh..."

  Lin Ruolan was seeing Qingwei Zi's old Daoist appearance for the first time, and she was too stunned to say anything; this time Lin Ruolan surprisingly didn't say another word, but instead obediently placed her palm on top of the crystal ball.

  One minute passed, two minutes passed... For a while, the crystal ball didn't have any reaction.

  Lin Ruo Lan smiled dryly: "That master, ah! Don't be discouraged, even if I, your disciple, don't have that so-called spiritual root; Master, you can still go and slowly find another one, no need to rush!"

  Qing Wei Zi, the old Daoist, was already quite elderly, and Lin Ruo Lan was genuinely worried that he might not be able to withstand this blow; if something were to happen to him, it would be terrible, so she hastily consoled him with a few words.

  Lin Ruo Lan's words were not yet finished, when the originally transparent crystal ball suddenly burst out a dazzling red light, Lin Ruo Lan didn't even have time to react; before hearing the faint sound of Qing Mi Zi Lao Dao Shi's cheers by her ear.

  "Fire Spirit Root, it's actually Fire Spirit Root..."

  The old Daoist Qingwei's words were not finished, and then another dazzling cyan light: "Fengling Gen, heaven! It's actually a double spiritual root of wind and fire."

  Lin Ruo Lan was about to say something, but suddenly felt her body being pulled by an inexplicable force towards the crystal screen; the originally transparent crystal screen had turned into a pure white jade color.

  "Master, what's going on?" Lin Ruolan looked at herself involuntarily walking step by step towards the crystal screen as she couldn't help but cry out in shock.

  Who would have thought that Qing Wei Zi, the old Daoist, was now wearing a relieved expression? He looked at Lin Ruolan with a benevolent gaze: "Good disciple, don't be nervous; the crystal ball is the key, it will take you to where you should go; from then on, it's up to your own luck."

  Lin Ruo Lan only then discovered that, at some unknown time, her own two hands had tightly grasped the crystal ball that was originally supposed to be in Qing Wei Zi's old Daoist master's hands.

  What the...?! This is crazy!

  "Master... say it clearly, what do you mean?" Lin Ruolan stared blankly as her body entered the crystal screen, and all sounds came to an abrupt halt.

  The Clear Wind Cave returned to its original tranquility, and the crystal screen that had turned white also gradually restored its transparency; it was as if nothing had happened, except for Qing Wei Zi's old Taoist standing in front of the crystal screen with a joyful face.