Chapter 24 Lei Wanhe, joins the Yellow Maple Valley!
Uncle Wang's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Chen Yun.

Seeing this, Chen Yun slowly walked forward and placed his right hand on the spirit-testing bead.

When the right hand touched the spirit-testing bead, a dazzling purple light wrapped around the bead.

There were bursts of sharp thunderous sounds, dazzling and eye-catching.

"Thunder Spiritual Root!"

"I didn't expect you to have a different spiritual root!"

Looking at the dazzling purple light emanating from the Spirit-Testing Pearl, a hint of surprise flashed in Uncle Wang's eyes.

Han Li in the distance narrowed his pupils, his eyes filled with shock.

No one would have expected that Chen Yun was actually a cultivator with an extremely rare spiritual root, and even a thunder spiritual root with extremely strong explosive power.

"What are you standing there for? Come here!"

As Chen Yun's spiritual root test was completed, Uncle Wang looked at Han Li in the corner and urged him.

Han Li realized it later and hurried forward.

He looked at the transparent spirit-detecting bead in front of him, feeling uneasy.

He slowly placed his right hand on the spirit-testing bead.

Red, blue, green, yellow.

Four-colored streams of light gushed out from the Spirit-Testing Pearl and entwined around Han Li's five fingers.

"Four spiritual roots!"

Han Li was slightly stunned. Although he knew that his aptitude must be good, he did not expect it to be so bad.

It turned out to be the four spiritual roots.

When he thought of Chen Yun, who was wearing fluttering white clothes and possessing thunder spirit root in the distance, he felt bitter in his heart.

But soon, Han Li adjusted his mind.

No matter how poor your qualifications are, you have a unique little green bottle.

You can cultivate spiritual medicines, and with the help of endless elixirs, you may not be worse than him in the future.

Seeing that everyone has finished the test.

Uncle Master Wang stepped forward, waved his sleeves, and put the spirit-testing beads into his storage bag.

He walked past Han Li and came to Chen Yun:
"Chen Yun, you have already cultivated to the twelfth level of Qi training at such a young age, and you also have the talent of thunder spirit root!"

"Maybe I can be accepted as a disciple by Master Lei!"

Lei Wanhe is a cultivator with thunder spirit roots in Huangfeng Valley. His thunder magic is so powerful that he can rival several cultivators of the same level.

In the original novel, three years later, Huangfeng Valley accepted another pair of twin disciples with thunder spiritual roots.

This attracted the attention of Lei Wanhe, who threatened that the two of them could break through the foundation-building stage.

You can accept him as your last disciple.

It seems that if one wants to become Lei Wanhe's disciple, one must at least break through the foundation-building stage.

The speed of cultivating special spiritual roots is fast, and after learning the corresponding skills, the fighting skills will be strong.

But if you can't break through to the higher level, everything is in vain.

In a sect, one's status is determined by one's cultivation level and the hierarchy is strict.

Even if you are a hundred-year-old old man, if you have reached the peak of the thirteenth level of Qi training and meet a young girl in the foundation-building stage.

You must also bow and salute obediently, and don't be rude.

"But I have the little green bottle, so I don't need to insist on becoming your disciple!"

Chen Yun's heart moved slightly, and he thought to himself: "If I can become a disciple, that would be the best. If I can't become a disciple, there is no need to force it."

With this in mind, Chen Yun quickly saluted Uncle Wang:
"Thank you, Uncle Wang, for the reminder!"

Looking at Chen Yun, whose face was full of respect, Uncle Wang nodded with satisfaction and then performed some magic spells.

A faint spiritual power surged into the spirit ship.

"Boom!"

As the roaring sounds were heard, the entire spirit ship was shrouded in a layer of pale yellow spiritual light.

Rushing towards the distance.

Jianzhou is located in the northern part of Yue State, ranking second in area among the thirteen states. Its territory is mostly mountains and hills, with a sparse population. It also borders the neighboring country of Yuanwu.

The Taiyue Mountains are located in the west of Jianzhou, stretching for thousands of miles. From above, it looks no different from other mountains, with steep ridges and lush trees, but in fact it is covered by a huge Qimen formation, which is all an illusion.

In fact, countless towers and halls had already been built densely below. There were also some immortal cultivators with leaf-shaped magic weapons flying around at low altitude, busy all the time.

"Is this a flying magic weapon?"

Looking at the disciples of the Yellow Maple Valley stepping on the flying leaves, Han Li widened his eyes, appearing quite envious.

At this moment, the spirit boat landed on a lush mountain.

At first glance, there is a dense group of stone houses.

These bungalows built with ordinary rocks were extremely simple, and there was not a single person in the entire complex, as if they were all empty.

“You will live here from now on!”

Uncle Master Wang looked at the ten casual cultivators and said, "When the time comes, someone will lead you to get the storage bag magic weapon!"

As Uncle Master Wang finished speaking, the ten wandering cultivators jumped off the spirit boat one after another.

After everyone left, the spirit boat took off into the air again and flew towards the mountainside.

Soon, a series of exquisite courtyards appeared in front of the four people.

Each courtyard was several dozen feet in size, with streams, spiritual trees, and mahogany houses inside. They were obviously different from where the casual cultivators had lived just now.

"This is where the disciples of the three major families of the Yellow Maple Valley live, the Three Moons Terrace!"

Uncle Wang pointed to the courtyard below and said to Chen Yun and Chen Qiaoqian, "We will part ways now. I still need to make separate arrangements for the owner of the Ascension Order!"

Han Li, who was meticulous in his thinking, discovered that Master Wang's attitude towards Chen Yun and Chen Qiaoqian was obviously much better than that towards other casual cultivators.

Looking at the difference between the residences of the family disciples and the independent cultivators below, he could not help but sigh:
"Perhaps it has something to do with his thunder spirit root aptitude."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

Chen Yun and Chen Qiaoqian bowed to Uncle Wang.

Then he waved his sleeves, and a silver low-level flying sword floated in front of him.

Chen Yun gently put his arm around Chen Qiaoqian's slender waist, flew away on his sword, feeling very comfortable.

This caused Han Li to look sideways frequently, full of envy.

Looking at the remaining Han Li, Uncle Wang felt a bit troubled, thinking about how to report to the headmaster.

Chen Yun controlled the magic sword and instantly landed on a tall stone platform.

A white-haired old woman walked out of the mahogany house not far away.

He held a mahogany cane in his hand and glanced at Chen Yun and the other man.

"Chen family?"

Upon seeing this, Chen Yun hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Junior Chen Yun, greetings to the senior!"

The old man looked frail, but the aura he exuded was far superior to that of Uncle Wang.

Obviously, he is a senior in the late foundation building stage.

Chen Qiaoqian realized it later and followed Chen Yun, bowing.

"Ok!"

The old woman glanced at Chen Yun and nodded: "You are quite considerate!"

"Since you are a member of the Chen family, go there and get your sect token!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a stone temple a hundred feet away, on which was engraved the word "Chen".

"cough cough"

The old woman coughed softly and muttered, "Don't bother me with trivial matters!"

After saying this, he walked towards the mahogany house tremblingly.

Seeing the old woman leave, Chen Qiaoqian pouted and muttered, "If I had known earlier, I would have asked my brother to pick us up!"

"It's just a trivial matter, why bother with so much trouble!"

Chen Yun's eyes swept towards the courtyards behind the stone hall, and he was already thinking about how to cultivate spiritual herbs.

With the magic weapon fragments, there is no need to worry about the little green bottle being discovered.

As long as you are careful and cautious, you can cultivate thousand-year-old spiritual herbs continuously.

(End of this chapter)