Chapter 235 State of Mind (please subscribe and vote monthly)
Soon, many children and adults gathered in the old mayor’s large courtyard.
These children could vaguely see the face of the old mayor. They were supported by women and children, and were finally pulled to the side of the men.
"Hurry and say hello to the immortal!" The eldest son of the old mayor has now inherited the position of the old mayor and became the new mayor of Baiyun Town.
He usually has some dignity. As soon as he opened his mouth, the children walked out one by one.
In several counties of the Ye family, those whose families have spiritual roots usually find an official position in the town. If their spiritual roots perform better, their family members will go to the county town and become real dignitaries.
The old mayor's family once had two spiritual roots, one has passed away, and the other is actually Ye Jingcheng.
The fact that the Ye family has such a large yard and continues to be the mayor is also due to the blessing of Ye Jingcheng.
There is no need for Ye Jingcheng to do anything about this. The Qi Practitioners in the family who are responsible for managing mundane affairs will make arrangements.
"Come here one by one and just put your hands on this spirit plate." Ye Jingcheng took out a palm-sized spirit plate and played the spirit technique again.
The entire spirit plate was instantly enveloped in spiritual light, emitting a dazzling light.
This kind of spiritual light is also attractive to young children. They are full of curiosity and anxiety.
Looking at the oldest child one by one, he still seemed a little timid.
"But those under the age of nine should not come up. Let's wait until the next Immortal Ascension Conference." Ye Jingcheng saw six children walking out first.
Under the glances of the women and children, several six or seven-year-old children were pushed out, and they frowned and added.
The six or seven-year-old children immediately shrank back.
Ye Jingcheng did not lie to them about this. The principle of this Ouija board is to shoot a stream of five elements of spiritual energy into the body of a young child.
If there is resonance, it means there is immortal root. If there is no resonance, there is none.
And if the child is too young and his body bones have not yet grown, it will be dangerous for him to be invaded by spiritual energy.
They did not dare to do so at the Immortal Ascension Conference because the Ye family had explicitly prohibited it. When they saw Ye Jingcheng coming to the yard for a separate test, they had other thoughts.
As Ye Jingcheng spoke, the remaining older children stepped forward one by one.
After the first one quickly covered it, there was still no movement on the spirit plate.
The old mayor and his family were also a little helpless and frustrated at this moment.
Only the old mayor’s eyes were still clear, and he glared at his children.
“Next!” Ye Jingcheng remained calm and continued to speak.
As the second child stepped forward and stroked the Ouija board, he was bolder and used a little more force.
It’s just that there is still no spiritual root, and the faces of several people also fell.
And then, five of them in succession had no spiritual roots. This scene made the three sons of the old mayor turn pale.
Unlike in the past, they waited until the Immortal Palace came out to get the news. This time, they knew in advance that there was no spiritual root.
But this seems normal to Ye Jingcheng.
The Ye family inspects a dozen fairy seedlings every three years.
On average in the town, it is difficult to have one. After all, the three counties of the Ye family all produce two or three.
Coupled with the Ye Family Mountain, there will also be several descendants of those clansmen with names.
Really speaking, some towns don’t have a single fairy seedling, which is normal.
However, just when the thin little girl was last seen, a white light lit up.
This scene also surprised Ye Jingcheng.
However, the light on the spirit plate only shone less than three inches, and the spirit plate showed four colors.
This scene also shows that this little girl only has four spiritual roots, or a relatively ordinary four spiritual roots.
The soul measuring board can not only measure the number of spiritual roots but also the quality of the spiritual roots.
But because the more spiritual roots there are, the less pure they are. Often there are mixed spiritual roots, and the quality of the spiritual roots will not be that high.
The normal aura of the four spiritual roots is about five inches. Ye Jingcheng's own aura is slightly higher, reaching seven inches, but the impact is not big. Even other families don't look at the height of spiritual light.
Only the Ye family made an observation.
Seeing this scene, the old mayor's sons were immediately overjoyed, but the women and children looked disgusted.
It seems that he has nothing to do with the little girl, and he seems to be gloating about the little girl's four spiritual roots.
As a mortal of the Ye family, it is not difficult to know the quality of spiritual roots.
After all, there is an Immortal Ascension Conference every three years.
But Ye Jingcheng was not happy with their expressions.
Ye Jingcheng's spiritual pressure was instantly released, falling on the women and children.
In an instant, several women and children turned pale and almost fell to the ground. It was obvious that Ye Jingcheng still had reservations.
Otherwise, it is possible for a few mortals to be crushed to death.
"Nothing will happen next, the fairy seedlings are equally noble in the Ye Family Fairy Mountain!" Ye Jingcheng said.
Ye Jingcheng is right about this. Other families receive their salaries based on their spiritual roots.
The Ye family only cares about cultivation.
And for the Ye family, concealing the quality of spiritual roots is more conducive to protecting the family's talented spiritual root monks.
Otherwise, if word spreads about the comparisons between mortals, it will not be conducive to the family's concealment.
"What's your name?" Ye Jingcheng looked at the little girl.
"My name is Ye Ting, Tingting Yuli's Ting!"
"Well, very good!" Ye Jingcheng nodded.
“One day later, go to the Immortal Hall for another test!”
Although it has been tested, the process of the Immortal Palace still needs to be completed.
And compared with other monks, Ye Ting can spend more time with her family.
"Immortal Master, please!" The old mayor burst into tears when he saw that their Ye family had an extra spiritual monk.
Ye Jingcheng suddenly felt strange that the performance of the others was not as good as that of the old mayor.
After talking to the old mayor again, I found out that Ye Ting's father is the old mayor's youngest son.
And the latter has long since passed away.
Ye Jingcheng did not stay in the courtyard for long. For him, the knot in his heart was relieved again, and he even felt that his mood was somewhat sublimated.
This feeling is quite strange and somewhat unclear.
But he knows that his path to immortality will be smoother in the future.
Out of the yard, it was already approaching dusk, and the mortal streets under the setting sun were filled with thick smoke and smoke.
The rising steamed buns, the mother-in-law selling various paper figurines, and the children running around on the roadside.
Mortal streets are always so lively.
But what he saw at a glance was the end of the horizon, and his goal remained unchanged.
Ye Jingcheng looked calm and smiled.
Crossing the street and entering the Immortal Hall again, a golden finger with condensed spiritual energy appeared in his hand.
It fell on the bell of the Immortal Bell, and in an instant, the sound of the bell spread thousands of miles away.
Although it is dusk now, it will only be better if it is a day early, and children from nearby villages will also come.
Every village will not miss this matter, and one day is enough for children in the entire town to test it.
(End of this chapter)