Chapter 5 — Awakening Spiritual Roots scolded and cried at the entire Cultivation Immortal World

Just as his fingers were about to touch it, To An suddenly bristled.

"You damn old man! What are you planning to do? Do you want to take advantage of my comfort? I'm telling you, I'm a male! How many days has it been since your beard was washed? There's still grains of rice left over from yesterday! If you're that old and don't pay attention to personal hygiene, don't you have any shame?"

I was so scared that I almost died on the spot. This is the great power Nguyen Anh stage! Just one finger can crush me to death! I closed my eyes in despair, waiting for the thunderous wrath to descend. However, the expected anger did not appear. I secretly opened one eye. I saw Elder Thanh Huyen not only not angry, but on the contrary... smiling? He looked at To An with interest, his eyes filled with curiosity and... a bit of nostalgia.

“Indeed it is.”

He said softly. Then, he looked at me and said something that made me confused:

“Child, these past years have made you suffer.”

7 I was taken to his cave by Elder Thanh Huyen. This is a forbidden land sect. Except for the sect master, no one is allowed to come. Even Phuong Than's father couldn't. In the cave, Elder Thanh Huyen poured me a cup of tea. The spiritual energy is dim, and at a glance you can tell it is not of ordinary quality. We are loved but we are afraid, we receive it but we do not dare to drink it. To An poked his head out of my sleeve, curiously looking around.

"This old man is really rich. The table is made from thousand-year-old Wen Ngoc, the chair is made from thousand-year-old Agarwood. Tsk tusk, he is truly a rich man."

Elder Thanh Huyen heard it, not only was he not angry, but he also smiled even more happily.

“Little guy, do you still recognize me?”

He asked To An. To An tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, an extremely human doubt appeared on the bird's face.

"Who are you? Have we met before? Do you owe me money?"

Elder Thanh Huyen sighed.

"That's right. Every time you reincarnate, you lose your memories. Three hundred years ago, you were still a role model, saying I was ugly every day, so angry that I almost broke you."

Ta: “???” To An: “???” Elder Thanh Huyen looked at my shocked face and explained:

"Your spiritual root is not an ordinary thing. Its real name is the Mirror of Ten Thousand Forms of Samsara."

“It does not have a fixed form, but will depend on the owner's mood and fate, manifesting in different shapes in each reincarnation.”

“It could be a mirror, it could be a sword, it could be... a talking bird.”

“It has no direct attack power, but it possesses a unique ability — reflection and magnification.”

“It can reflect the deepest flaws, fears and flaws in the opponent's heart, then use the sharpest, harshest method to magnify them, directly attacking the opponent's consciousness.”

“The higher the opponent's cultivation base, the greater the loophole in his mind, and the more terrible the damage it causes.”

Elder Thanh Huyen looked at To An with complicated eyes.

“So, Phuong Than failed miserably not because of how strong you were, but because he was too arrogant and conceited, his heart was full of loopholes.”

“Your spiritual roots only make those weaknesses appear naked before his own eyes.”

Finally I understand. Why is To An's mouth so poisonous? Why can it always hit other people's pain? in just one sentence. Because it is a mirror, reflecting the self that others do not want to face the most.

“So why is my cultivation progressing so slowly?”

I asked the biggest question.

“Because it is growing up.”

Elder Thanh Huyen said:

“The Mirror of Ten Thousand Forms of Samsara needs a huge amount of spiritual energy to nourish in order to complete each transformation and reincarnation.”

"The spiritual energy you have provided to it in the past three years is more than the amount of spiritual energy a normal disciple has cultivated for thirty years. Your foundation is much stronger than you imagine."

“It has now completed its accumulation in its infancy. From today onwards, its response to you will be beyond imagination.”

Elder Thanh Huyen finished speaking and snapped his fingers. A pure spiritual light entered my eyebrows. Oh! I felt the spiritual energy in my body like a floodwater breaking a dike, instantly destroying the barrier that had been bothering me for three years! Ninth level of Qi Refining… Tenth level of Qi Refining… Early Foundation Stage! The cultivation base is still skyrocketing! Truc Co middle period! Late-stage Truc Co! Finally, it firmly stopped at Truc Co great perfection, only one step away from Ke Dan! Feeling unprecedented strength in the body, everyone was stunned. If you don't open for three years, if you open once for three years?

“This… this…”

“This is what you deserve.”

Elder Thanh Huyen smiled.

"From today, you are the official disciple of my Thanh Huyen. The best resources in the sect will be given priority to you."

To An flapped his wings in my palm, excitedly calling out:

"You've made a fortune! You've made a fortune! Old man, I'll protect you from now on! Whoever dares to bully you, just report my name!"

Elder Thanh Huyen laughed loudly. Looking at the old and the young in front of me, I suddenly felt that my dark path of cultivating immortality seemed to be instantly illuminated. ## 8 I, Lang Nguyet, take one step to the sky. From being a waste outside the sect that anyone could bully, I became a disciple of elder Nguyen Anh. His status is even higher than that of Phuong Than. Even when the sect leader met me, he had to politely call me "Lang Master." The news spread, the entire Thanh Van Sect was shocked. No one dares to say that my spiritual roots are trash. That's called "mutant ancients, unpredictable gods and demons". No one dares to say that my cultivation level is low. That's called "accumulating for a long time, great wisdom pretending to be stupid". I moved into the best cave next to Elder Thanh Huyen. The concentration of spiritual energy there is ten times that of the outer gate. The previous deacons did not pay any attention to me, but now every day they think of ways to bring the heavenly treasure to me.

“Uncle Lang, this is Ha Thu O for a thousand years, let people stew.”

“Uncle Lang, this is the Northern Sea spirit fish, let you nourish your body.”