Pan Long has heard of the "spirit root". It is said that among the Immortal Sect, there is a faction that the fundamental reason for cultivation is to train and cultivate one's own spiritual roots, promote its growth, and ultimately complete the evolution of life.

According to that school, human qualifications are determined innately. Only those with spiritual roots can practice and achieve results. Those without spiritual roots will only be in vain no matter what kind of practice is.

No theories made out of thin air can be popular. All theories that can be widely accepted by people are based on facts, and the same is true for the theory of spiritual roots.

Since ancient times, people have found that different people have great differences in their effectiveness when practicing. The degree of effort is similar and the resources invested are similar. Some people can practice successfully, while others can only have very poor results.

If this is a qualification gap, it obviously doesn't make sense - everyone has hands and feet, has no physical disabilities, and has no significant difference in wisdom. How can the qualifications for cultivation be so inferior?

Especially, there are some people who, no matter how they practice, no matter how hard they work hard or consume a lot of resources, never be able to achieve much practical effect. At most, they can get into the door, and then get stuck at the beginning and can no longer make progress.

In order to explain this situation, someone proposed the theory of spiritual roots and was once widely recognized.

However, this theory is long outdated.

Because later practitioners found a way to make those who have "spiritless roots" able to practice successfully. With the assistance of spiritual medicine and their own efforts, and with the corresponding exercises of their physical fitness, they can spend enough time and cost to allow the so-called "spiritless roots" to have good spiritual roots.

Such people are probably not as good as those talented people. Their training results are not only not worse than those of ordinary people, but they are even better.

In the face of iron facts, the Spirit Root Theory soon lost its market, and now no one is worried about this anymore. It is said that even the people in the Immortal Sect must first do the step of "forging spiritual roots" when practicing - they simply just assume that everyone has no spiritual roots.

After all, spiritual roots cannot be simply measured. Instead of spending huge resources or asking immortals and Buddhas to find out spiritual roots, it is better to directly forge spiritual roots. The cost is much lower and much more cost-effective.

That’s all Pan Long knows about the Spiritual Root Theory.

He could not even confirm that his understanding was correct, because some of these came from the old masters who studied in Dingfeng Town County, some came from idle books at home, some came from the stories chatted by tourists from the world, and some even came from opera.

These knowledge of different origins are messy, and no matter how hard you try to piece together, you can only piece together such things.

But now, he has a more intuitive judgment.

The saying of "forging spiritual roots" does exist!

The evidence is naturally the acquired spiritual root he just obtained.

Judging from the acquired spiritual roots, he should also be the kind of person who has no spiritual roots in nature. At least his innate spiritual roots should not be outstanding.

Otherwise, the power of Xiantao should activate the innate spiritual roots, rather than forging the acquired spiritual roots for him.

But it doesn’t matter. Not to mention that the acquired spiritual roots can be sublimated to the innate spiritual roots in the future. Even if they are just acquired spiritual roots, they are enough for cultivation.

There is a story in the play called "The Legend of Seeking Immortals", which tells the story of a mortal with extremely poor spiritual roots seeking immortality all the way, and after countless hardships and hardships, finally practicing, and growing up and immortality.

The play is not necessarily true, but without counterexamples, he has no reason to deny the statement of the play.

After all, the author of this play is Wen Chaogong, and he is the super big guy who created the cultural history of Daxia.

There is no reason for them to make up.

Pan Long rested for a long time before walking out of the wooden house.

It’s unknown how long it has passed, and the crowds in the square outside have long dispersed. There are only four cleaned peaches on a large plate next to the door, which proves that everyone has not forgotten him, and there is also a portion of him in the peach banquet.

Seeing these peaches, he felt a little hungry, so he sat on the steps and finished them all, just treating them as a meal.

While he was eating peaches, the door of the wooden house next to him was also pushed open, and Fan Yan walked out.

He saw Pan Long sitting on the steps and eating peaches, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"What a coincidence." He said, "You and I have absorbed the medicinal power of Xiantao almost at the same time, and we are also destined to do so."

As he said that, he wiped his hand around his waist and added an exquisite silver wine pot and threw it at Pan Long: "If you are destined to have a drink, I'll treat you."

Pan Long smiled, took the wine pot, unscrewed the lid, and took a big sip.

This wine is so mellow that it is slightly greasy and has a strong aroma. After drinking it in one sip, the sweetness fills your chest. It is indeed a rare good wine!

"Good wine!"

"Of course it's good wine." Fan Yan also took out such a wine pot and took a big sip himself. "One of the main business of my Qing Ge Club is to make wine. In the four seasons and eight seasons, all flowers, fruits, grains, and honey can be used to make wine, each with its own wonderful features."

"And my favorite is this osmanthus honey wine. This wine uses osmanthus honey and a variety of autumn flowers and fruits as raw materials, combined with the specially selected suitable spring water. After a year, it only makes more than 10,000 kilograms. Often, before leaving the wine cellar, it is blocked at the door and ordered most of the time."

He sighed as he said that, "This is the wine that was released from the cellar last year, and there is not much left."

Pan Long smiled: "Since there are not many, we need to taste it carefully."

"Yes, good wine is for drinking!"

A small pot of wine was not much, but in a moment, the two of them finished drinking. Fan Yan stood up, and he saluted in the direction of the fairy peach tree, then to the single-family wooden house where Ren Changsheng lived, and finally bowed to Pan Long, saying, "If Brother Pan passes by Jinguan City in the future, you can come to Qing Ge to talk. I dare not say anything else at that time, and the wine is enough."

Then, he left without looking back.

"This man is free and easy. His previous arrogance is probably just a means for him to protect himself. After all, Brother Qing is also a famous family in Yizhou, with a great family and a great career. If he is not cold and acts like keeping others away from thousands of miles away, he will probably be tireless."

Pan Long turned his head when he heard this, looked at Ren Anmin who was walking over, and called out grandfather with a smile.

"What's the situation?" Ren Anmin asked.

"Very good. Not only did the meridian state improve significantly, but I even felt my spirituality awakening."

Ren Anmin smiled with satisfaction: "The other three people have woken up and left, and it's time for us to leave."

"Where is the ancestor? Don't say goodbye to him?"

"Haha, if my ancestor wanted to see us, he would have come out long ago. Since he was closed, he just didn't want to say goodbye to us. Let's go. If you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you can come to pay homage to my ancestors in the future. If you can become a real person, maybe my ancestors will directly hand over the foundation of Suitao Mountain to you."

The two walked out of the formation covering the open space on the top of the mountain and blew a special whistle outside the peach forest. After a while, two Yunsheng beasts walked out of the peach forest, which was exactly what they were riding when they came.

When they returned to the Ren family, the two went to meet the old man again. The old man asked in detail who got the fairy peach, and then after thinking for a long time, he said: "The people in the Demon Sect should not be provoked; the Jiang family in Tiantai Mountain is not very famous, so don't get too close to him; the scattered people in the martial arts world are unknown, so beware of it; but Fan Yan from the Qingge Society and Minghe from Qingcheng Mountain are all famous families and can make friends with one or two."

Seeing Pan Long nodding in agreement, the old man emphasized again: "My statements are just one-sided words. If you get along with them in the future, remember to be careful. There are good people in the Demon Sect and evil people. Good people may also be enemies with you for various reasons, and evil people may also help you in turn... People in the world need to control themselves, their ideas and things need to be flexible, and they must not be pretentious."

Pan Long nodded again.

The old man smiled and asked, "What weapon do you usually use?"

"I have a sword."

"Let's take it out and take a look."

Pan Long took out the dimension bag, reached in, pretended to draw it from it, and took out the sacred sword.

The old man carefully studied the knife and nodded with a smile: "Good knife! With such weapons, there is no need to equip you with a handy weapon."

He stood up, went to the inner room to get a pair of gray wrist guards and handed them to Pan Long.

"Your Qiankun bag is a bit annoying. It's fine to keep some thick things. Don't put them in the important items you carry with you. This pair of wrist guards was made when I was young. Not to mention the swords, there is still about one meter of space inside the left hand. It can store some things and it's very convenient to hold them."

Pan Long was surprised. He didn't expect that this wrist guard was a treasure for storage. He was about to refuse, but the old man said again: "This thing is quite precious. If you have a more suitable treasure in the future and bring it back, I can take it into the coffin."

This made Pan Long's refusal to stop.

When they said goodbye and went out, they heard the old man's words coming from the house: "If I have already entered the coffin by then, then pass it to your child. You can't disturb someone for a dead object."

There was a smile in his voice, and it was obvious that the old man did not take death seriously.

Back at the villa of Ren Anmin, all the uncles and younger children came to ask about it. Pan Long told them again, and when he learned that the fairy peach tree had only grown a little in 240 years, it might take thousands of years to truly grow, everyone was amazed.

And the next day, when Pan Long was about to leave, there were a lot of people who saw him off.

Among these people are close relatives of grandfather and distant relatives of different families. Even the elders who opposed him to visit his ancestors did not come, but the younger generations at home came to see him off.

What's the point of posing with a cold face?
Chapter completed!