The spiritual root is innate to human beings and is determined from the moment of birth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []【For more exciting novels, please visit】Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate to the Qi Refining Realm, otherwise even if they have endless resources, they can only be at the peak of the Foundation Building Realm. And there are several qualities of spiritual roots, which are divided into low-grade spiritual roots, medium-grade spiritual roots, high-grade spiritual roots and top-grade spiritual roots, the vast majority of people are low-grade spiritual roots, and medium-grade spiritual roots are very few.

This spiritual root is attached to the human body's dragon bone, that is, the spine, and can only be discovered through special means, or can only be perceived when cultivating to the realm of qi refining. Therefore, if you want to extract Wenhe's spiritual root, it will inevitably cause damage to Wenhe's spine, but the Wen family and the night family will not care about it at all.

Wen Wen watched happily, his body trembled a little because of excitement, rubbing his hands and waiting, as long as he got the best spiritual root, he could soar into the sky. The rest of the Wen family was looking at Uncle Yun, it was the first time they had seen the deprivation of the best spiritual root, and this was the first time in their lives.

Ye Tianxiang is indifferent, Wen He is like an ant to him, even though the other party hates her to the core, she doesn't think that the other party has the ability to turn that hatred into reality, and this Wen family will definitely not tolerate Wen He.

Uncle Yun put away his casual expression, his face was a little dignified, rolled up his wide sleeves, stretched out his thick hand, walked towards Wen He, gently touched his back a few times, patted a few times, and the sound of broken bones could be heard clearly. I saw a transparent flame coming out of Uncle Yun's big hand, which was deeply submerged into the text and back.

Wen He only felt as if he had been thrown into purgatory, if it weren't for the fact that his soul was extremely powerful, he was afraid that he would have died a long time ago. He could clearly feel as if his body had been evacuated by something, especially the numbness in his back from the burning heat.

"Sure enough, it's the best spiritual root. Uncle Yun slowly raised his hand, there was a touch of golden flame in the transparent flame, and his eyes showed a bit of essence, "The best spiritual root of the fire attribute." After speaking, he gently grasped the golden flame in the palm of his hand, and then took out a bottle that had been prepared long ago, and put Wen and the best spirit root into it.

Wen He pretended to die of pain and collapsed to the ground. Wen Yaolin gave Wen Ge a look, and the sturdy Wen Ge took a few steps forward, picked Wen He up, and turned around and walked out of the Wen family.

"Prepare a secret room for me at night, so that I can transplant the spiritual root. Uncle Yun's voice was not high, but it was an order, and the Wen family naturally would not object.

The first person of the younger generation of the Wenge Wen family, who has already reached the fifth level of foundation building, and the fifteen-year-old foundation building fivefold is a rare genius in Sanhe Town. He carried Wen He and walked towards the mass grave, although today was a day of great joy, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, after all, it was not he who got the best spiritual root, and he was originally the most hopeful.

Although Wen He was drowsy, his heart was like a mirror, and the inhuman pain before was also a kind of tempering for him, making his soul stronger.

Five years ago, Wen He was ten years old and was the most famous genius in Three Rivers Town, and he was also the number one gentleman in Three Rivers Town. At that time, a child of the Zhang family in Sanhe Town was guilty of him, and he chased him all over the street, and finally the child of the Zhang family jumped into Sanhe, and this Wen He also jumped into the river. The child of the Zhang family never came out, and Wen He was also rescued. However, after this incident ended, the Lin family had an accident, and Wen He never stepped out of the Wen family again.

It was also this river jumping incident that Wen He got a black cobblestone from the place where the three rivers meet, and this black cobblestone accompanied him through the dark five years and gave him hope and courage to live.

Now that black cobblestone had already melted into his body, and he had obtained a cultivation technique called the Great Dream Heart Sutra in the black cobblestone. This exercise does not require much cultivation, and the practice is extremely simple, as long as you sleep, but it is quite difficult to get started, and it is extremely difficult to test endurance. Wen He has been practicing for five years, and at the last moment today, because of the pain of breaking bones and ashes, he made a breakthrough.

When he arrived, Wen Ge threw Wen He to the ground, and now the mass grave was covered with snow, with only a few raised graves, he exhaled a breath, looked at Wen He coldly, and there was a trace of pity in his heart, but in a flash, he quickly took out the dagger that had been prepared.

"You're going to kill me?" asked Wen He when he suddenly opened his eyes.

Wen Ge was not afraid, the Wen family asked him to understand Wen He, explaining that he had also killed people, he just took half a step back and calmed down, "You are not dead yet?" Sure enough, something different, I heard that a person who has the best spiritual root, even if the spiritual root is taken away, his dragon bone is also a tonic, I think this should be the Wen family's compensation for me. ”

Feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent of Wen Ge, Wen He knew that this guy had already made up his mind, and the reason why he got himself here before he did it was because he was afraid that the rest of the Wen family would share his results. Wen He looked at Wen Ge's murderous eyes, although the pain in his body and the cold and biting cold wind made him twitch slightly, it was difficult to shake his firm heart.

When Wen Ge sensed Wen He and looked at him again, his eyes turned to Wen He, and Wen He's eyes were like a bottomless abyss, instantly attracting his heart. Feeling that Wenge had fallen asleep, Wenhe exhaled a long breath, five years were not in vain, and finally stepped into the threshold of the Great Dream Heart Sutra and had a hypnotic function.

However, the crisis has not yet been resolved, and his crippled body cannot move at all, so it will not be long before he will freeze to death.

Wen He, who was worried about moving, only took a few breaths before he saw a figure coming from far and near. The man was emaciated, clumsy, a little dark, dressed in a gray robe, and a pair of eyes were a little dead gray, he walked all the way, like a smooth flow, obviously a master.

"It's a pity, it's still a step too late, otherwise, if there is a top-grade spiritual root into the medicine, it can increase a little bit of certainty......" The person who came scraped Wen He's body with an unkind expression, and muttered to himself, "Now that the Wen family has a master, I'm afraid I can't use it." This person was deprived of the best spiritual root, and he could still survive, which can be regarded as an outlier. ”

The gray-robed old man glanced at Sanhe Town with some disappointment, then grabbed Wenhe and Wenge and headed down the mountain.

This person's cultivation is obviously extremely high, and Wen He feels that this old man can carry himself effortlessly, even if he crosses the river, he can cross it with a light jump. Wen He was silent, he was powerless to resist at this time, but this person was obviously not a good thing, he wanted to use the best spiritual root as medicine, but he was afraid that his life would be in danger.

After a while, Wen He smelled a strong smell of medicine, and then his eyes turned black, as if he had entered a cave. At the edge of the cave were five or six young men who covered their crotches with only linen cloth, and all of them were sluggish and trembling, and were as afraid of the old man as a mouse seeing a cat.

"This man is a new medicine slave, you should teach him how to be a medicine slave. Leaving the pavilion, he walked into the cave and threw Wen He into a large water tank, and his hoarse and low voice sounded, "Time is running out, I hope this guy who once had the best spiritual root can fulfill my wish." Reforging the keel is difficult for others, but it's easy for me, and I hope this guy doesn't waste my precious herbs. ”

Listening to the old man's words, Wen He's heart was relieved, knowing that his life was not in danger for the time being, and he still had use value for this old man, so he let go and enjoyed the warm feeling brought to him in the water tank, and he fell asleep like this.

However, it is not a real sleep, but entering a dream, a boundless space, Wen He feels his own insignificance and real existence. Leisurely, Wen He heard a voice, "Welcome to the Big Dream Space!"

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