I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

A Spirit Root is one in ten thousand.

A Heavenly Spiritual Root is one in a billion!

The Daheng dynasty is known as the first imperial dynasty of Dongsheng Divine Continent, ruling over myriads of human clans, and officially, they have only about a dozen of the Heavenly Spiritual Roots.

In the thousand-year legacy of Qingyun Temple, there has never been a disciple with a Heavenly Spiritual Root.

This isn't because the Heavenly Court is deliberately targeting them; it's that possessors of the Heavenly Spiritual Root qualify to enter the Daoist academies directly. The Celestial Deities teach them with great care, and upon graduation, they can be directly conferred the title of Celestial Deity.

With such treatment, who would covet the modest Qingyun Temple?

Shou Ming tested over and over again, checking the bones and the visage, and after repeatedly confirming the Heavenly Spiritual Root, he stealthily sent a message.

"Master, a Heavenly Spiritual Root has come down the mountain!"

Not long after the message was sent, two rays of light descended. Master Chang Yuan followed half a step behind, with the leader being the senior master of the true character generation, Zhen Zhi.

Zhen Zhi's Divine Sense swept over Zhou Yi, and, finding no traces of Mana inside or out, his face brightened with joy.

"Indeed, it is a Heavenly Spiritual Root. Our lineage is going to rise!"

"Congratulations, Master."

Chang Yuan asked, "What is the young brother's name?"

Zhou Yi seemed somewhat frightened and took a long time to respond, "I am called Tang Xuan."

"Good name."

Chang Yuan clapped in admiration, "This is my master, the elder of Qingyun Temple's Scripture Storage Hall, a celebrated True Immortal of the Cultivation World. Would you like to become his disciple?"

Zhou Yi bowed excitedly, "I pay respect to Master and to Senior Brother!"

Zhen Zhi immediately burst into delighted laughter, "Good disciple, follow me up the mountain to pay respects to the Ancestors and be entered into the Azure Cloud Registry. Once your cultivation has achieved results, I will take you to meet the Divine Ox. With it's guidance, you'll be able to dominate the Dongsheng Divine Continent!"

Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly, eagerly anticipating the moment of meeting the Divine Ox.

Shou Ming, on the side, listened confused as he saw the senior master and master preparing to leave and quickly raised his voice, "Master, Senior Master, there are three more disciples here."

"Just bring them up the mountain yourself."

Chang Yuan reminded, "You also need to have more awareness, haven't you paid your respects to your junior master yet?"

"..."

Shou Ming froze, realizing he couldn't defy a master's command, he bowed, "I pay respects to Junior Master!"

Zhou Yi casually waved his hand.

"No need for formalities."

"Hahaha, Junior Brother really has the demeanor of an elder!"

The rays of light passed through layers of clouds, and they saw large Palace Courts and towers, covering at least three to four thousand acres.

Spiritual clouds twined around, with auspicious qi tumbling.

Everywhere, there were flowers that had not withered for a thousand years, and everywhere, there was immortal grass that remained green for ten thousand years.

Zhou Yi had managed Qingyun Temple for hundreds of years, treating it like his own home in its arrangement, transplanting useless flora from the Kunlun Cave Heaven, making its deep roots no lesser than that of the great teachings.

The rays of light descended, and the disciples guarding the gate bowed in greeting.

"We greet the Elder!"

Zhen Zhi nodded slightly and led Zhou Yi through the entrance. The first thing they saw was a giant cauldron.

"Disciple, this cauldron is the Sect-Defending Supreme Treasure left by our founding Ancestor, named the Mountain and River Cauldron!"

Zhou Yi asked, "Since it belonged to the Ancestor, may I, as a disciple, go pay respects with incense?"

"Not now, it is sealed with Formation and Prohibition."

Zhen Zhi said, "Only during the annual commemoration of the Ancestor can the disciples of the temple offer incense. They may also follow our sect's secret techniques to refine the essence of the five elements to honor the Ancestor's deeds."

The Mountain and River Cauldron, having been worshipped for eight thousand years, had outlived several sects, and its weight was now comparable to that of a Divine Mountain.

Its might in a single strike was no weaker than a Spiritual Treasure!

Before Zhou Yi feigned death and was transformed through sitting meditation, he passed on the Spiritual Treasure technique to his disciples, and since then, Qingyun Temple had worshipped it for a thousand years.

"Eight thousand years of might is comparable to a Spiritual Treasure; if it's refined for eighty thousand years, could it be comparable to an Immortal Artifact?"

The master and disciples continued forward, next encountering a patch of green bamboo.

Zhen Zhi proudly said, "While Immortal Sects may not lack for Spiritual Treasures, this patch of five thousand-year-old Qing Jing Spiritual Bamboo is the only specimen in the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent!"

Chang Yuan chimed in, "Junior Brother Tang has unparalleled talent, and being of the Wood Spirit Root, perhaps the temple master will allow him to take a cutting of the Spiritual Bamboo to refine a treasure."

"What 'perhaps'? It is a certainty."

Zhen Zhi declared, "If the temple master doesn't allow it, I, as the elder, will definitely go to the Ancestor's tomb there and protest by burning joss paper!"

"..."

Zhou Yi's mouth twitched, suddenly feeling that his opportunistic master might not be so reliable after all.

When the Qing Jing Spiritual Bamboo was transplanted, the oldest were but three thousand years old; another two thousand years have passed, and they have grown into unparalleled rarities.

They moved on.

Each time they passed by a strange flower or herb, Zhen Zhi would meticulously introduce it.

He insinuated that the Ancestors were on par with Celestial Immortals, and then he subtly reminded one not to change allegiance.

Zhou Yi's Divine Sense swept over and discovered that historic flowerbeds, gardens, walls, and so on, were all sealed with layers of Formation and Prohibition, like museum antiques that were only to be admired from a distance, not to be touched.

Finally, they arrived at the Azure Cloud Hall.

Zhen Zhi straightened his clothes at the entrance and cleared his throat with two coughs before stepping in.

Six figures sat in meditation inside the hall, and there were also Shou Ming and three new disciples, standing timidly in the corner.

"Oh, all the senior brothers are here too!"

Zhen Zhi said with a smile, "This brother felt an impulse today, divined a hexagram, and it indicated the coming of an excellent disciple. So I descended the mountain for a walk, and indeed, I found a Heavenly Spiritual Root disciple!"

"Hmph!"

Several old Daoists frowned and looked straight-faced at the contemporary Heavenly Master in the center.

"Junior Brother, the way you've done this is somewhat against the rules!" Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire

Zhen Gu spoke up, "Tang Xuan crossed mountains and rivers to seek discipleship here; he should be brought into our temple so that he can choose for himself. How could you go down the mountain and intercept him?"

"How is it against the rules?"

Zhen Zhi glared at Shou Ming in the corner; it must have been him who let something slip. He had originally planned to use the element of surprise to take Zhou Yi to the Azure Cloud Hall to pay homage to the Ancestor, thus confirming their master-disciple relationship.

"Ask yourselves, if you had known about him first, would you not have descended the mountain to take on a disciple?"

The elder Daoists in the hall looked uneasy, and with an excellent disciple before them, they cared little for the rules or face. It was paramount to secure the disciple first and discuss other matters later.