Li Chengyun glanced at Su Qianxi, saw her bow to herself, and beckoned Zhou Ming to go down to the martial arts arena together. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Twelve was in trouble, and he had been holding a breath in his heart. Although he knew that with Su Qianxi's identity and strength, the Wang family didn't dare to do anything to her, but he was a little worried. When she heard Su Qianxi claiming to be her elder, knowing that she intended to take herself under her wing to protect her, her eyes were sour. I secretly swore in my heart that from today on, she would treat her predecessors as her own parents......

"You can go down with it. Su Qianxi glanced back at her. Ming Chu paced forward and bowed to make a big salute. She has no ability to thank her predecessors now, so she can only use this to express her gratitude to her.

Su Qianxi watched Ming Chu leave, his eyes were soft, and the corners of his lips were smiling. After waking up drunk, I saw this girl guarding by the side, and I felt a little grateful for her kindness. And he just needed to find a place to stay, so he tempted her to agree to borrow it. Later, when she saw that she had no relatives and no reason, she had to go into the mountains to collect medicine to make a living at a young age, and felt pity, and planned to see her temperament before deciding whether to accept apprentices. Her performance at the bazaar surprised her, and she couldn't help but come to the rescue, support her, and today unconsciously take her under her wing. Now that I think about it, this girl is still close to her own eyes.

Everyone in the audience was secretly paying attention to the excitement on the stage, and when they saw that the atmosphere above was relaxed, some were disappointed, some were curious, and some were quietly relieved.

The children of the family in the field stood in a column under Li Chengyun's arrangement, and stood silently at the back of the team at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Looking up, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he found that the oldest person who came to apply for the election this time was only fifteen years old, and the youngest was only about five years old.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he struggled to stand on tiptoe, trying to see the situation in front of the team. She was seven years old, but she looked about the size of a five-year-old. was blocked by the crowd, and could only vaguely see a rough idea.

Li Chengyun took out a palm-sized stone mirror and placed it on the table in front of him. One by one, the children in the front row of the line stepped forward and pressed their palms against the mirror, which glowed in different colors after one breath. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I observed for a long time and found that most of the children tested, the mirror will emit more than three kinds of light, of which the five-color light is the majority, the four-color light is relatively rare, the three-color light is only one or two sporadic ones, and some children have no reaction to the mirror when they test.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I had never seen the spiritual root test, and after a long period of observation, I gradually understood that the stone mirror had no movement to mean that there was no spiritual root, and the more light colors represented the more types of spiritual roots, as for what spiritual roots each color of light represented, she did not know.

Stretched out his head and looked at it for a while, and at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he also felt tired, and seeing that it was still a long time for him to take his turn, he simply let go of his thoughts and quietly moved slowly with the team.

"Quack ......" Ming Chu was shocked back to his senses by this crisp sound, looked around, and found that the sound came from the little fat man in front of him.

"You be quiet," Ming Chu poked the little fat man's back and kindly reminded.

The little fat man's body stiffened, and when he turned around, he saw Ming Chu staring at him, and asked puzzledly, "Why are you poking me?"

Ming Chu stared at the paper bag in his hand and reminded: "You have to be quiet when you steal food." ”

The little fat man shook the paper bag in his hand, smiled and squinted and asked, "Sugar-fried chestnuts, still hot, do you want to eat them?"

"......" Ming Chu was speechless, he was found eating alone, and he wanted to pull her along?

Seeing that Ming Chu only stared at him and didn't speak, the little fat man retracted his hand boringly, and his eyes rolled around: "I recognize you ......"

"......" Ming Chu looked puzzled, not remembering when he had seen him.

The little fat man put the paper bag back into the storage bag, patted the crumbs on his hands, and said, "It's you who made Wang Twelve lose face, you're quite bold......

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Wang Jiaqi, I am seventeenth in the family, you can also call me seventeen......"

"Are you from the Wang family?" Ming Chu's eyes were guarded.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to trouble you, that stupid guy Wang Twelve is not worthy of the master to stand up for him. Wang Seventeen rolled his eyes disdainfully.

"Don't think that the Wang family is the same as Wang Twelve's stupidity, Xiao Ye is not the kind of unreasonable person. Wang Seventeen looked Ming Chu up and down, and said: "You are very good, you can make Wang Twelve faceless, you like it." In this way, the master will make you a friend, and the master will cover you in the future......"

"......" Seeing that Wang XVII made his own decision at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he made himself his friend in a few words, and couldn't help but feel funny, and the defense in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"What's your name?" asked Wang Twelve, holding his hands behind his back and looking up.

Ming Chu looked at the twelve kings in front of him who looked like a fortune boy, and his tone was brisk: "My name is Yue Mingchu." ”

"Hmm...... I remember, if Wang XII dares to bully you in the future, you will report my name. Wang Seventeen patted his chest and assured that his face full of fat meat was serious.

Ming Chu smiled and nodded in agreement. Friendships between children come quickly, and they can be said in a few words.

The team moved forward quickly in their muttering, and there were only seven or eight children who had not tested it at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, they poked Wang Seventeen: "Do you know what spiritual roots those lights represent?"

Wang Qiqi glanced at her and replied, "I don't know this? In the cultivation realm, there are eight kinds of spiritual roots, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice, you always know this. ”

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Seventeen continued to popularize: "Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth correspond to the five colors of yellow, green, blue, red, and black in turn, while the remaining cyan, purple, and white represent the wind spirit root, thunder spirit root, and ice spirit root respectively. The more colors there are, the more complex the spiritual roots, and the more difficult it is to advance to cultivation. In today's immortal cultivation world, the cultivation of single spirit roots and alien spirit roots is the fastest, followed by double spirit roots, three spirit roots and four spirit roots are called miscellaneous spirit roots, and the cultivation speed is slow, and the five spirit roots are almost called waste spirit roots. ”

"Isn't that the fewer spiritual roots the better?"

"You should be a single spirit root and a different spirit root are both cabbage...... Wang Qiqi rolled his eyes, "Twin spirit roots still appear from time to time, and there are so many single spirit roots in a hundred years, as for the spirit roots, I haven't seen them for a long time, but I heard that the Canglan Sword Sect has recently produced a thunder spirit root, which makes the eyes of various sects very red." ”

"You know that, too?"

"Of course the master knows, if there is anything you don't know in the future, just ask the master, don't make a big joke and lose the face of the master. Wang Twelve said proudly.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he couldn't help but smile, this king was seventeen years old, a little master, and he was still an adult, but he didn't know how cute his style of a fortune boy was with his movements. At this time, the beginning of the Ming Dynasty had obviously separated him from the Wang family.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Seventeen stood quietly in the queue at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Wang Qiqi walked up to Li Chengyun with his little short legs, gave him a salute, put his hands on the stone mirror, and after a breath, the stone mirror showed a red light. Li Chengyun looked at the little fat man in front of him in surprise, and it took a while to react, ease his emotions, and raise his voice: "Single Fire Spirit Root." ”

Wang Qiqi's face was calm, and he only grimaced when he saw the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and pointed to the group of children who passed the test and said, "At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I will wait for you over there." ”

(To be continued...... ）