A warm and tingling force spread from the soles of his feet into his body, causing Ling Fei's little body to tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he felt his whole body trembling slightly as if he was getting an electric shock!
Everything in front of him suddenly became blurry, and images kept flashing in his mind. He wanted to see clearly, but he could only feel the flow of light and shadow.
I seem to have seen it, but I can’t remember anything!
"Ah——" Ling Fei suddenly screamed, frightening the old man.
Normally, a young man will not feel too much when awakening his talent. Nor will he be unable to withstand harm due to his fragile body.
But this ritual cannot be stopped. If it is stopped, it will cause harm to Ling Fei's soul.
The old man didn't care whether Ling Fei could hear him or not, and said softly: "Kid, hold on, don't take your hands away, you must hold on, the ceremony will be over soon!"
The old man looked forward and was surprised to find that a golden pattern seemed to flicker inside the crystal ball, and then the golden pattern spread and intertwined around it like a network.
The old man was ecstatic, could this be a golden talent?
It must be, although he has never seen it, but this golden pattern can only be found with golden talent.
This is really God’s plan to revive my Wanjian Sect!
The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, so naturally he did not dare to neglect it!
Then the golden lines became fainter, and the next moment they retreated from the crystal ball into Ling Fei's body.
A majestic energy was released from Ling Fei's body, and the crystal ball flashed with dazzling white light!
The old man felt a little disappointed. Wasn't he a golden talent?
How could it be, how could it degenerate into white, or dazzling white!
Ling Fei opened his eyes with difficulty and said in surprise: "I, I seem to be able to practice!"
The old man said with disappointment but happiness: "Congratulations, little friend, you can officially join my Wanjian Sect to practice!"
Cultivation as an immortal means that you will ascend in the daytime, become an immortal immediately, and in the future you will shine on your family and become the pride of your parents!
Ling Fei said excitedly: "Really? What is the color of my talent!"
"Yes...it's white!"
"The spiritual roots are not fully developed, and I can only reach fifty, which is barely enough for cultivation!"
"ah!"
How could it be, it turned out to be just white? Ling Fei had always imagined that his talent was orange.
I didn’t expect it to be the worst white color!
The old man noticed Ling Fei's displeasure and said softly: "Actually, white talent is also good. Don't you think there are many people who can't practice? At least you can practice!"
Ling Fei said seriously: "Isn't it true that white talents can only be cultivated to the point of consecration? Aren't there even some white talents that cannot cultivate immortal magic?"
"Well……"
The old man was a little embarrassed. Children nowadays are really hard to fool!
The old man continued: "Talent does not determine everything. If you want to become a strong person, then work hard!"
Now Ling Fei is very happy after being enlightened by the old man, yes, what's wrong with Bai, I can still practice, I can still become a strong man!
"Well, I will work hard!" Ling Fei said confidently.
Ling Fei walked aside and his father asked: "How is it? Did you pass the test?"
Ling Fei's fair little face flushed, and he said proudly: "That's natural. From now on, I can become an immortal cultivator in the world."
"only……"
Ling Hao noticed a trace of disappointment flashing in Ling Fei's eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Only...just the white talent, barely enough to practice." Ling Fei said in despair.
According to the strong men of Wanjian Sect, those with white talent are better off going home and being ordinary people.
If someone with such a weak talent embarks on the path of cultivating immortals, the road ahead will be bumpy. What's more, if he fails to even achieve consecration, he will die in the hands of heavenly calamity.
Even if you achieve consecration, with your white talent, you can only live at the bottom of the immortal cultivator and become a slave.
Instead of doing this, it is better to return to the fishing village. At the very least, you can have food and drink, and don't have to worry about the intrigues of cultivating immortals.
Ling Hao rubbed Ling Fei's head and comforted him: "It's okay. What's wrong with Bai? At the very least, you can practice."
"Kid, remember, innate hard work is better than all talents!"
From now on, don’t indulge in fantasy, don’t bother yourself, and practice hard.
"Eat the hardship that others can't bear, endure the anger that others can't bear, and pay more than others, only then will you enjoy more than others."
Ling Fei nodded obediently, "Don't worry, Dad, I will keep working hard. Although I am not as good as others in terms of talent, I will try my best."
"only……"
Ling Hao knew Ling Fei's worries and lied without blushing, "Do you know?"
"It is said that hundreds of years ago, a powerful person who ascended to the fairy world was a person with a white talent. However, through acquired efforts, his talent evolved to a golden talent."
"In the end, everyone will be beaten and spread across the world."
Ling Fei blinked his eyes and then lit up, "Really, you haven't left the village, could you be lying to me?"
Seeing that his lie was exposed by a ten-year-old child, Ling Hao scratched his head in embarrassment.
Ling Hao's eyes were firm and he said forcefully: "Of course it's true. How could an adult lie to a child?"
"This great power is passed down from our ancestors in our village. This cannot be false!"
"Okay, I understand, I will try my best."
"I want to be like that powerful man, control the world, and be a powerful man. At least, I won't be bullied by others."
The nature of a child is so innocent. No matter what others say, he will believe it and then work a hundred times harder.
Ling Hao said happily: "You are still young, so you don't have to push yourself too hard. No matter how talented you are, your parents will always be your safe haven at home."
Ling Fei said impatiently: "Okay, I understand. Anyway, just work hard and you'll be done."
"After talking so much, I'm already hungry." Ling Fei touched his rumbling stomach.
"Okay, I'll take you home for dinner."
The long queue to test the Immortal Path is still waiting in line.
It didn't end until very late. It was said that the highest spiritual root had developed to 70% and was directly absorbed into the inner door.
And Jiang Anni was naturally selected, with a spiritual root development rate of 63%!
The night, like a huge curtain, quietly opened, and the blue sky was dotted with countless small stars, twinkling and twinkling.
The mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, pouring light as clear as flowing water onto the vast land.
It was already getting late, so Zhao Yuan, whose spiritual roots had developed 60%, had to take care of him when he entered the Wanjian Sect in the future.
The Zhao Yuan family began to want to get close to the strong family, so they naturally provided them with a place to live, and bought a large table of delicious food and a bottle of aged wine.
"During the day, you were wronged." Jiang Anni looked up at the stars in the sky and blinked her big eyes.
"It's okay. The return of the dolphins to the sea is considered a meritorious deed."
