Transforming an ordinary soul into a god is the first step in cultivating the Tao.

The person who taps out the soul has transcended the world and entered the Tao, and is regarded as entering the first level of Qi training.

With the talent of the Immortal Bamboo Spiritual Root, Chen Fuyao needs about three to ten days.

But it can't withstand the spiritual power empowerment of the Yuanying monks.

A mere hour later, the little girl's soul had completely transformed, and a faint trace of spiritual power began to flow through her meridians and Dantian.

"Wood, thunder attribute."

After a moment of induction, Chen Ping learned about Chen Fuyao's spiritual root attributes.

Pure wood and thunder without any other attributes.

Among them, the wood attribute is the root of all immortal bamboo spiritual roots.

The derived thunder attribute is Fuyao’s extra opportunity. .??.

"It's hard to handle."

Slowly releasing his palm, Chen Ping felt troubled.

Whatever kind of spiritual root you have, you should cultivate whatever attributes you have and major in the exercises.

But the heavenly skills with attributes are really rare.

For example, he himself clearly has the three spiritual roots of fire, earth, and wood, but the Shuo Ri Immortal Earth Code he cultivated only contains the attributes of fire and earth.

A kind of spiritual root was wasted in vain.

You must know that each attribute has its own merits, and being able to learn all of them is the key to laying the foundation of the Tao.

Over the years, he has collected more than a dozen heavenly skills.

However, they all have individual wood or thunder attributes.

The main practice that combines the two has not yet been found.

"What a colorful candy!"

Chen Fu, who is only four years old, is jumping happily and running around in the secret room.

"That is the natural spiritual energy cultivated by the human race.

Dahui shook his beard and explained in a serious manner.

After enlightenment, Chen Fuyao has been able to sense various air currents in the colorful world.

"sit down!"

Chen Ping, who was worried about choosing exercises for her, frowned, pointed at the futon on the ground and said coldly: "Cultivation begins with cultivating the mind. You must not leave this thing for five days."

"I know, uncle."

Chen Fuyao's little body trembled, and she timidly sat down cross-legged.

Compared to the ferocious-looking Da Hui, she was particularly afraid of the handsome uncle in front of her.

"From now on, you must change your name and call me Master."

Squeezing out a warm smile, Chen Ping continued: "Fuyao, you are the first direct disciple that I have accepted."

"Once you are a teacher, you are always a father. Girl, you still haven't paid your respects to the master!"

Dahui signaled excitedly.

The master's magical powers are always in the same realm.

Impacting God is also a sure thing.

If this little girl can enter the master's door, her future will be bright.

"Fuyao pays homage to the master."

Chen Fuyao, who had successfully opened her spirit, had a spiritual intelligence that was beyond comparison with those of her age. She knelt down and kowtowed several times in a decent manner.

"Bar.

Chen Ping looked calm and calm, but his heart was secretly happy.

That's how people are.

Whatever is precious will be cherished subconsciously.

If it were an ordinary genius with high-grade spiritual roots or earthly spiritual roots, Chen Ping would never take a glance at him.

"Master, I heard that powerful human beings generally require small gifts when accepting disciples. The stronger the reward, the more powerful it is to show off one's strength and status."

Seeing the master in a happy mood, he struggled to regain his courage when he was discouraged.

"Are you so kind to the insect baby?"

Chen Ping said with a sideways glance.

The winged evil group multiplied rapidly, and several insect larvae with extraordinary talents were produced.

However, Dahui is only responsible for sowing seeds and has no intention of cultivating.

"Which lord."

Dahui didn't know how to express it, so he yelled a few times shyly.

"where!

Chen Fuyao imitated the sound of insects and made a weird face at Dahui.

"Obviously I am the one who saved you through life and death."

Rolling his eyes, Chen Ping stared sourly.

"Master, do you have Fuyao's gift?"

The girl said with great interest.

"It's a joke, I am invincible under my transformation as a god, it's just a gift."

Halfway through, Chen Ping was speechless. He seemed to have really forgotten about it.

Back then, Weng Mu's father begged him to accept him as a disciple, but instead he showed him a lot of filial piety.

"Let's talk about He Zhuji later."

After saying a few words lightly, Chen Ping grabbed the big ash and disappeared, leaving Chen Fuyao meditating alone.

Feel loneliness and adapt to loneliness.

A monk's life is mostly spent in solitude.

Five days later.

Chen Ping hid behind the stone wall and stared at the little figure on the futon with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Fuyao has a lively temperament, and logically speaking, she will not obey orders well.

However, he somewhat underestimated his determination.

For five whole days and nights, Fuyao was as motionless as a wooden stake.

Xian's smart eyes were still looking around, looking for any trace of Big Hui.

After getting no results, I simply closed my eyes in a decent manner and settled in today.

Chen Ping was not worried about hunger, thirst and exhaustion accompanying Fu Yao.

The quality of the white fat futon she sat on was as high as level five, and it had the effect of helping to refresh the mind and replenish spiritual power.

Ordinary Nascent Souls in the early stages do not have such luxurious cultivation conditions.

"Master, is it too early to start practicing at the age of four?"

Dahui flapped his wings and said worriedly.

"Gu Sixian from Lanyue Sect is also an old acquaintance of yours. He entered the Taoist path at the age of five precisely because he had the support of the sect and had elders who were willing to invest resources and efforts in training him in advance."

"Tianzhi tried to practice Qi as soon as he started. I didn't have the conditions back then.

Waving his hand, Chen Ping disagreed.

He thought of the bitter fate of his previous life.

Born in a mortal fishing village, he was discovered by the immortal master of Qianfa Sect at the age of ten and was introduced to the sect.

If you start practicing with a big force, you may be able to become a real person with golden elixir in your previous life.

"Bah, it's a good thing I died once, otherwise I wouldn't have the magical powers I have today."

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Ping felt happy again.

"Fuyao, please go through this inlaid wood treasure scroll once. If you don't understand it, don't ask."

Sitting face to face, Chen Ping flicked his finger, and a spiritual light shot into the girl's sea of ​​consciousness.

Inlaid Wood Treasure Scroll, a low-grade wood-attribute skill of the Heavenly Grade.
To be continued...