By saying this, everyone will understand that the real villagers of Wuming Village have reproduced for thousands of years on Wuming Island and may indeed not be able to give birth to children with spiritual roots. However, Luo Geng is not a pure resident of Wuming Village. He is a monk.

The offspring born to the villagers of Wuming Village, and the offspring of monks are indeed more likely to have spiritual roots than mortals.

"What about Wu Yang? His ancestors were also monks from other places?" Mu Duanya asked.

The village chief shook his head and said: "Wu Yang's great-grandmother was indeed a stranger, but she was not an immortal. After she came to our Wuming Village, she married Wu Yang's great-grandfather. Then Wu Yang's great-grandfather went, and she followed him.

It’s..." After talking about it, the village chief was quite a bit sad.

Wen Liang said: "In other words, what Luo Geng and Wu Yang have in common is that their elders in recent generations have foreigners."

"Hmm." Yu said, "I can understand Luo Geng. After all, there is a high chance that the descendants of monks will have spiritual roots, and this is only within three generations. But as for Wu Yang, he and his great-grandmother have been separated by several years.

Not to mention, she is still a mortal, but Wu Yang still has spiritual roots, is there something special about their bloodline?"

Mu Duanya suddenly thought of something and said, "Maybe Wu Yang's great-grandmother just had poor spiritual aptitude, so her cultivation was only at the level of Qi training, so she would be no different from a mortal."

"This is a possibility." Yu said thoughtfully, "It is also possible that she suffered a shipwreck and lost her cultivation."

So he would choose to be a mortal and stay in Wuming Village to get married and have children.

"Okay." Wen Liang said, "Now that we have found two children who are qualified to practice, what should we do next?"

"Of course I teach them how to practice." Mu Duanya said matter-of-factly.

But Wen Liang, Yu Quemu Duanya thought much more.

Wen Liang said: "I want to take them back to Shanxiamen."

This kid named Luo Geng has really good qualifications. If he is introduced into the sect, he will definitely have no problem entering the inner sect. If he is lucky enough to be favored by the elders, it is not impossible to become an elite disciple.

Since you want to teach them the skills, it is better to sell him a good deal and bring him back to the sect. Then they have to accept your love no matter what. It is good to make an elite disciple and form a good relationship, and that Wu

Yang is just a supplement, and he can also be brought back to work as a handyman.

Of course Yu is happy to see this happen. His origins must never be exposed, and it is even more impossible for him to accept two people as his disciples without permission. Her gentle idea is exactly what she wants: "I have no objection. I am a casual cultivator, and I am also a casual cultivator."

If you have no intention of accepting a disciple, it would be best for the two of you to follow you back to Shanxia Gate."

Yu was extremely happy at this time. Since Wen Liang wanted to take care of everything, she let him go. She was happy to be free and have more time to practice.

Wen Liang was very happy when he heard this, and thought that it was the most comfortable to deal with Yu. He was smart and generous, and neither fought nor fought.

It doesn't matter to Wu Yang. As long as he can practice immortal magic, he can learn from anyone. Besides, from their words, it seems that Wen Liang is even more powerful.

But Luo Geng was a little disappointed. He wanted to follow Yu more. She helped him block Wu Tielong's slap. When she spoke to him, her voice was as soft as the spring breeze in March. When she used thunder to suppress the troubled villagers, she was

So aloof and inviolable.

He wants to be like her!

But Luo Geng also knew very well that he had no right to object to the decisions made by the immortals and could only silently accept them.

Luo Geng and Wu Yang were taken back to teach by Wen Liang and Mu Duanya, while Yu went to an open space outside the village to practice.

Due to the lack of spiritual energy in Wuming Island, more than half a year has passed, and Yu's cultivation level is still stuck at the eighth level of Qi training, which makes her quite irritated. She is re-cultivating, so her speed will be much faster than ordinary people, and later she

After getting the Youfu Sword, the speed of cultivation is incredibly fast.

According to this speed, she should have reached the ninth level of Qi training and can try to build the foundation. However, because she was trapped on the nameless island where the spiritual energy was thin, her cultivation speed had to slow down. There was no other reason than that the spiritual energy was too high.

It was too thin, and it took three to four times as long to restore the spiritual energy throughout his body, which made Yu Bei feel tired.

However, the past six months were not without gain. Because of the thin spiritual energy, she simply reduced the time of meditation and switched to practicing the Chengfeng Sword Art. Now she has mastered the first form of the Chengfeng Sword Art, and the second form.

She also learned how to deal with strong winds and rain not long ago.

If the first form of Chengfeng Sword Technique, Spring Breeze, is to use gentle and orderly sword moves to bring others into your own rhythm, then the second form, Swift Wind and Rain, is to use sword moves as fast as the wind to destroy other people's rhythm.

, giving the opponent no chance to think about the next move.

The night is cold and the moon is bright.

Yu was dressed in white and dancing with a sword under the moonlight, his clothes and sleeves flying, as elegant as a fairy.

She tapped the ground lightly with her toes and rose into the air. The rusty blade of the Youfu Sword also glowed with a little silver light under the bright moonlight. She drew the sword very fast, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

The specific appearance of the sword move was that when she landed, the tree in front of her had been chopped into dozens of pieces and scattered.

"Wow." Luo Geng, who was peeping from the side, couldn't help but exclaimed. Then he realized that this would reveal the fact that he was peeping, and he quickly covered his mouth.

How could Yu's consciousness not be aware that someone was watching her practicing her sword nearby? She said, "Come out, I've noticed you long ago."

Luo Geng slowly leaned out from behind a big tree: "Fairy Yu, I didn't mean to do it. I just passed by here on my way home and saw you practicing your sword, so I couldn't help but stop."

Because people in the village didn't like him and his grandma very much, their family had moved to the edge of the village a long time ago so that they could have less contact with the villagers. Today he went home after attending a class in Wen Liang's house.

Unexpectedly, I saw Yu practicing his sword on the way home.

With just one glance, he was mesmerized.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have peeked. It's wrong to learn from my master. I'm sorry!" Seeing that Yu didn't reply, Luo Geng couldn't help but panic. He quickly bowed and apologized to Yu.

"Pfft." Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw his scared look. Swordsmanship is so easy to learn. It would be too simple to learn the opponent's swordsmanship just by observing it, even for a sword with excellent memory ability.
Chapter completed!