Spiritual roots belong to the innate genes. Without spiritual roots, you cannot practice Taoism and no one can change it.

However, the spiritual consciousness can be condensed through external forces to help people without spiritual consciousness from scratch.

However, this not only requires the consumption of a third-level spiritual fruit, but also requires Zhou Yi to consume his own spiritual consciousness.

Zhou Yi is reluctant to let go of his mother and Aunt He, but he is definitely willing to do so.

On Song Ci's side, her father also has a mental ability, and her mother has a civil and industrial ability, so she doesn't need to worry about it herself.

When I go to the capital, I just give them some secrets to practice.

Wang Qin was shocked all over and lowered her voice and asked, "Really!"

Zhou Yi nodded affirmatively, lowered his voice and said, "Don't say anything, I'll go find my master now and come back to tell you in detail."

Wang Qin was so excited that she was at a loss and handed him a key to the electric car. "It's more convenient to go to the back mountain to ride my electric car."

Zhou Yi took the key and asked, "Dad is in the village committee?"

Wang Qin nodded. "He is very busy and hasn't come back to have lunch."

Riding an electric bike, Zhou Yi looked at the surrounding scenery greedily and carefully avoided tourists' cars.

From time to time, people greeted him, but hundreds of years passed, and Zhou Yi didn't remember who the other party was, so he could only respond vaguely.

After passing through the Zixiao Palace building complex and coming to Nanya Palace, you can see that there are very few people in the scenic area today, most of the originally stranded passengers also left, but there are very few people coming, and everyone is panic.

In the Nanya Palace parking lot, Zhou Yi parked the car and locked it and entered Nanya Palace.

The Taoist priest who was guarding the gate knew him, said hello to him, and focused on his phone.

They cannot carry their mobile phones with them on weekdays, but today no one is abiding by this rule.

His master is a real master. He did not live in the tourist center area, but a small Taoist temple on the back mountain of Nanya, which was not open to the public.

Zhouyi Shumen Shumen Shuruo Road passes through the building complex and walks along a small path into the back mountain.

He completely released his spiritual consciousness forward, and collected all the consciousness within a distance of one thousand meters ahead. Now he could only release more than 6,000 spiritual consciousnesses, which was not omniscient.

When his spiritual consciousness can be released outward by 100,000 meters, millions or even tens of millions of shares, he can be said to be omniscient within the entire spiritual consciousness range.

After passing through the dormitory where the little Taoist priests live, there is a small courtyard where his master Shizheng and several uncles live.

Tourism is emerging and scenic spots are rich. Although the residence here is still in the style of Taoist temples, the core is no longer the simplicity of those who practice Taoism, but it is very comfortable.

After entering a 1,000-meter radius, Zhou Yi "saw" his master, several uncles, grandpa and Xiaowan were sitting in the side hall, studying why some people awakened their superpowers and some didn't.

Xiaowan, who had no interest in these things, listened to stories with relish.

Zhou Yi deliberately touched her little face with his spiritual sense. She was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up in surprise and ran outward. "My brother is here."

Everyone else was stunned for a moment. He could feel that the master and grandfather were trying to release their mental power to sense his existence.

However, their mental power sensing range was no more than twenty meters, and they only touched Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness.

Zhou Yi withdrew his spiritual sense and saw Xiaowan jumping over like an agile deer.

The awakening of superpowers not only brought her strong spiritual and elemental affinity, but also enhanced her physical fitness.

Her current speed is almost comparable to the original Olympic sprint champion, but she is still light and quick.

"Brother, look..."

While running, she opened her hands and gathered together. With her body as the center, the water molecules in the air that reached the stratosphere within ten meters were quickly extracted by her, condensing a water ball the size of a basketball.

The water ball was suspended in front of her, following her movements, and then she threw it over.

Zhou Yi's spiritual sense moved, and the water ball was intercepted by him and blocked it aside, and the water ball fell to the ground.

Without spiritual roots and losing elemental affinity, Zhou Yi is still unable to control the water ball.

In the early stage of cultivation, in long-distance attacks, cultivation is not as good as cultivation of Taoism, but within a close range, cultivation of Taoism is not as good as cultivation of Taoism.

Both have their own strengths and weaknesses, and it is hard to say which one is stronger and which one is weak.

Even if there are equal levels of war, magic power and spiritual consciousness are the same, it depends on the on-the-spot response.

"I'm naughty again, why didn't I go to school today?"

Although Xiaowan, who is only ten years old, is already 1.5 meters tall, she is still a child.

Her toes exerted force, jumping higher than before, threw herself into Zhou Yi's arms, hugged Zhou Yi's neck, and smiled.

"Today the school is on holiday, and the teacher said he would wait for the notification to go to school. Brother, I have become a real fairy."

Once again, Zhou Yi felt his sister's delicate body and warmth. He wanted to let out a long whistle to express his excitement.

But hundreds of years of depression still made him control it. He hugged his sister on his arm like he was a child, and smiled and said, "Well, our Xiaowan is a real fairy. My brother will help you, more than anyone else

sharp."

But she smiled and said, "Can you be more powerful than your brother? Then I can bully you at will."

Zhou Yi felt that she seemed less cute anymore, so she pretended to be: "That seems a bit difficult."

She giggled, "I was just talking and having fun. I won't bully my brother. My favorite is my brother."

In the courtyard, the seminar seemed to end, but everyone was in the courtyard, took out their mobile phones to read the news and continued to chat.

There is a signal tower in the little Taoist dormitory. Although it is in the mountains, the signal here is very good.

When he walked to the door, Zhou Yi put down Xiaowan, and then a hairpin made of black wood appeared in his hand.

Xiaowan raised his head and said coquettishly: "My hair is too short, so I can't use a hairpin."

The ten-year-old Xiaowan is in the fourth grade and has a student's head cut, so he can only tie a small braid at most.

Zhou Yi handed her hairpin and smiled and said, "You can sense it carefully. From now on, we will all grow long hair."

Xiaowan caught the hairpin in confusion and immediately noticed an abnormality. "Brother, what is this? Why do I feel so comfortable when I feel something is drilling into my body."

"I'll tell you later." Zhou Yi held her hand and entered the courtyard. He bowed to the master first, and bowed to the master to the end. When his head was lowered, he cried back. "Master..."

His voice couldn't help but choke. In the Taichu Galaxy, if he hadn't sacrificed his life to stop him, he would have died long ago.

It was him who exchanged his life for a glimmer of hope that Zhou Yi escaped.

The teacher sensed Zhou Yi's abnormality and smiled in surprise: "I have only been to school for less than a month. Why did you act like a child? Did you start the abnormality last night shock you?"

Zhou Yi returned to his calmness, smiled straight at him, and then shouted "Master" to Zhou Weidong with deep affection.

Zhou Weidong was born in the 1960s and is 65 years old this year. Although he is wearing a wool coat, he has long hair like Shi Zheng and others and has combed a Taoist bun.

Her thin face has no wrinkles, only her upper lip has short beards, she looks like a middle-aged man, but she is still a handsome old man.
Chapter completed!