Spirit Opening Ceremony

Gai Feng Mountain is located in the Tian Duan Mountain Range, surrounded by mountains and valleys, with cliffs everywhere in sight where ancient beasts and ferocious birds roam freely.

The top of the mountain is often covered by clouds and mist, and the sun is not visible throughout the year. Looking down from above, you will find that the mountain slopes are all red, with some brown ancient buildings scattered among them. The three sides are all vertical cliffs, which are difficult for birds to cross and monkeys to climb.

At the foot of Gai Feng Mountain, a inconspicuous three-story house stands, and a black-haired, black-eyed, and black-robed teenager stands by the window on the second floor. The teenager has a clear brow and handsome features, a slender body, and a cold face with wrinkles on his brow indicating he is deep in thought at this time.

"Creak."

"Young Master Chen Mo, this servant has came to serve you in changing clothes." Hearing the voice, Chen Mo regained his usual cold expression and turned around.

Looking at the foxy woman in her mid-twenties in front of him, wearing a green dress with a beautiful appearance and a seductive body, she is his personal maid, Qiu hu, and also the spy sent by his uncle to monitor him.

Chen Mo had a cold smile at the corners of his mouth. If he didn't remember wrong, this woman was vain, cold-natured, and had a relationship with Chen Peng and Chen Yunxing. However, in the end, she was still killed by Chen Ni.

Qiu Hu seductively looked at Chen Mo and approached him with a charming smile on her face. As she undid his clothes, there was some physical contact, and a strange emotion arose.

Chen Mo focused his mind and calmed down, and the smell of roses constantly came to his nose. This time, he did not stay with the foxy woman and she left with a trace of resentment.

Until the room door closed, Chen Mo had a look of enlightenment on his face. If he didn't guess wrong, she should have been sent by his second uncle, knowing that without building a foundation, he would have leaked his yang essence, which is not a good thing for his future cultivation.

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Early in the morning, the dawn was dazzling, like a sharp sword piercing through the clouds and fog, bathing the people in its light. On the top of Gai Feng Mountain, someone used a great power to cut off a small part of the mountain, about 100 miles in size.

There were many halls and towers on it, and a square in the center was crowded with more than 500 15-year-old boys and girls.

In front of them was a nine-story library, majestic and grand, containing all the secret techniques and cultivation methods of past dynasties, said to contain all 3,000 great Dao within it.

|15th April|

Every year on this day, it was a big day for the Chen family because it was the day of the Spirit Opening Ceremony.

To cultivate immortality, one must have spiritual roots. This is common knowledge in the cultivation world. To determine whether a person has spiritual roots, one can use various methods such as testing their spiritual energy or examining their physical body for signs of spiritual talent. Without spiritual roots, it is difficult, if not impossible, to progress in cultivation.

Because people are born with impure Qi in their bodies and grow up eating impure food, their bodies are full of impurities and cannot cultivate spiritual energy. The art of spirit opening technique is a process of washing the marrow, eliminating impurities from the body, purifying the physical body, and allowing innate spiritual energy to enter the body.

This process is full of dangers and unbearable suffering, and one misstep can lead to death. The spirit opening technique can only be used once, and is useless for people over the age of 16. Even if they persist, only two or three out of ten people can successfully attract innate spiritual energy into their bodies.

Chen Mo was extremely excited, thinking about embarking on the path of cultivation and feeling a sense of unreality. His thoughts were flying, but he remained calm on the surface, looking at the spirit array with a cold expression. The spirit opening array was about ten feet in size and half a meter high, with complex silver patterns densely engraved on it, like a dense spider web.

"Today is the day of the spirit opening ceremony, entering it is life or death. Once the spirit is opened, there is a separation between immortals and mortals." The person in charge of this opening of the spirit ceremony was the head of the Chen family, a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe, with a deep voice and piercing eyes.

After glancing at the full of youthful energy young people, he suddenly shouted, "The spirit opening ceremony, now begins, one hundred people enter each time." He took out a black ancient round plate, pinched a seal with one hand, muttered a spell in his mouth, and a blue light hit the round plate.

The disc emitted a blinding blue glow, enveloping the patriarch of the Chen family. The patriarch swiftly moved his hand, changing into over a dozen complex hand seals in just a few seconds, confusing the onlookers.

Suddenly, the disc flew out of the patriarch hand and onto the spirit-platform, shooting out a thick blue light that hit the platform. The silver grid on the platform lit up with white light, spreading outward and covering the entire platform. Suddenly, a swarm of silver dots flew out of the platform, each about the size of a thumb. Upon closer inspection, they were mini silver sparrows with silver light emanating from them, flapping their wings and flying around within the spirit-opening array.

Seeing this miraculous scene, everyone was shocked, but there was no commotion. Obviously, someone had informed them before they came.

"Alright, now we'll start calling out names. When your name is called, go up to the center and walk as far as you can."

Before coming here, the elders in the family told them that the closer one is to the center, the greater the chances of opening up their spiritual aperture.

Chen Mo thought that this must be due to the use of magic formulas to call out a hundred different names at the same time as he saw a hundred people walking up to the spirit opening platform.

There was a loud "bang". Chen Mo quickly looked towards the platform and saw a headless corpse lying there. Before he could react, the sound of "bang bang bang" came from all directions on the stage.

The scene was extremely bloody and even outside the formation, one could smell the blood. Although Chen Mo was horrified and his stomach was churning, the expression of indifference on his face did not change at all and no emotion could be seen.

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Chen Yuwei face was pale. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, feeling an invisible spiritual wall in front of him that prevented him from moving forward. When he reached thirty-six steps, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward even half a step and had to sit down in a cross-legged position.

Silently reciting the formula in his mouth and pinching it with both hands, he immediately saw a silver light flying around him and converging onto his body, forming a silver light ball in a short while.

As time passed, the silver light ball gradually disappeared, revealing a person inside.

"Clatter!" It started raining heavily inside the spiritual array and didn't stop for a cup of tea time. Despite that, Chen Mo could still smell a faint stench in the air, and the people who walked out of the spiritual array had skin as delicate and white as babies.

Out of the more than 60 people who survived, only 10 people succeeded in opening their spiritual roots during the final inspection, most of them being yellow spiritual roots. Only Chen Yuwei had earth spiritual roots.

Chen Yuwei walked up to an old man with a horse-face appearance and bowed, saying, "This junior is not talented and only opened earth spiritual roots."

The man with the horse face laughed heartily and taunted the man with a black face beside him, "Merely mediocre! Still needs to work harder, right, Chen Chi?"

The man with the black face snorted coldly, his face dark and gloomy like water, but he didn't say anything.

Upon hearing his name, Chen Mo took a few deep breaths to calm his restless mood and walked towards the spiritual array calmly.