The spiritual root is something that cultivators know, but no one has seriously studied. In the cultivation realm, there are special tools for testing spiritual roots, just like there are professional examination equipment in hospitals. But in recent years, with the lack of spirit stones, the magic weapons refined by the predecessors to test the spirit root have also become a pile of decorations.

These are the words that Zhang He heard his master sigh in his previous life, but he didn't pay attention to these at all in his previous life, but in this life, Zhang He, who suddenly realized it, suddenly remembered this thing.

Then this kind of magic weapon for testing the spiritual root relies on the divine horse to identify the spiritual root? If the magic weapon can be distinguished, why can't the divine sense detect it? Is my brother's divine sense too weak, or is the method of detection wrong?

Zhang He, who carefully probed himself, immediately changed his exploration method, slowly running the true yuan, and at the same time closely following the operation of the true yuan with his divine sense, carefully probing every detail in his body.

However, after several investigations, his divine sense was about to be exhausted, and Zhang He did not find the location of the spiritual root.

Nima! After tossing for most of the night, Zhang He, who was so hard to toss himself that he wanted to vomit, could only give up the blind toss with a long sigh.

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After a night of silence, when the rooster woke Jang Hyuk from his sleep with a loud crow, the first thing Jang Hyuk felt was a chill that pierced his bones. Eh, it seems that my father-in-law's frost palm is really not covered, and when he released a little divine sense, Zhang He, who discovered the source of the cold air, quickly put on his clothes in a silent sigh.

In the living room on the first floor, my father-in-law was waving his palms without distraction, tirelessly practicing a complex set of palm techniques over and over again, and each palm swing could bring a piercing cold. My father-in-law's body was already covered with a thick layer of frost.

Eh, won't your hands and feet be stiff and affect your combat effectiveness? If you are not a cultivator, if you are an ordinary person, your first reaction will definitely be whether you will be frozen and cold, but as a cultivator, how can you get a small illness like a cold that cannot be mentioned on the table?

I wonder if AIDS can defeat the cultivators? Zhang He, who is accustomed to thinking jumps, involuntarily remembered a very interesting question. However, just when Zhang He's thoughts were still wild, he was awakened by a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power.

What's going on? Feeling the aura of heaven and earth in the living room that suddenly became several times thicker, Zhang He's face couldn't help but have a look of surprise.

"Hurry up and cultivate, this is the privilege of my Zhuge family headquarters, and there will be a tide of spiritual energy every day for two hours." After briefly reminding Zhang He, his father-in-law immediately sat cross-legged and desperately absorbed the aura of heaven and earth.

Reiki tide, there is such a good thing? No wonder the third uncle said that only the direct children with outstanding talents could stay in the Zhuge family headquarters, and the others were sent to various cities.

In today's earth, the aura of heaven and earth is indeed an extremely rare, and it can even be said to be a luxury, although the aura of heaven and earth in this small world is several times richer than that of the outside world, but compared with the golden cultivation era when the aura is thicker than water that the master said, it is not one or two grades worse. It seems that the spiritual energy tide in the Zhuge Family Headquarters is not found everywhere, it should be like a volcanic hot spring, with a specific water outlet.

After releasing a little divine sense and briefly feeling the street outside the house, Zhang He immediately understood why the Zhuge family did this.

There are only so many outlets, of course, for the privileged to enjoy first.

Zhang He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly crossed his knees, and then frantically absorbed the heaven and earth aura erupting like an underground spring, Zhang He, who had never practiced in an environment of this concentration of heaven and earth aura, instantly felt an indescribable comfort. And as the eruption of heaven and earth aura became more and more intense, this feeling of comfort became more and more intense.

Gradually, Zhang He forgot everything, and only knew that he blindly absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, but Zhuge Xiongfeng soon felt abnormal, because the aura of heaven and earth around him became weaker and weaker.

Zhuge Xiongfeng couldn't help but open his eyes, turned his head to look, and he was immediately stunned.

His good son-in-law is absorbing the aura of heaven and earth! That's just plundering, yes, it's plundering, much crazier than the devil entering the village.

Under Zhuge Xiongfeng's unblinking gaze, the silent and invisible aura of heaven and earth actually turned into soldiers who received the rallying horn, condensing in the air into countless small ropes of aura visible to the naked eye, and these ropes as thin as hair all frantically converged in one direction, converging into two small aura tornadoes on Zhang He's palms.

If it weren't for the spacious living room, Zhuge Xiongfeng would even suspect that this house had already been demolished by his good son-in-law.

Zhuge Xiongfeng is not a stingy person, since he can't rob others, he simply doesn't rob them, so Zhuge Xiongfeng simply drank morning tea by himself after changing his clothes.

As the aura tide erupted more and more violently, the aura tornado on Zhang He's palm became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it even threatened the safety of the house. In order to prevent the terrifying scene that Zhang He tossed out from being known to everyone, Zhuge Xiongfeng had to quickly put down the small purple clay pot and use Zhenyuan to quietly help Zhang He suppress the tornado he tossed.

Zhuge Xiongfeng was very skeptical that his son-in-law's meridians were made of rubber, otherwise how could they have such good elasticity? It can actually absorb so much heaven and earth aura.

From beginning to end, Zhang He didn't have any way to stop, until the aura tide ended, he absorbed all the aura in the house, and there was no longer any heaven and earth aura to support him to continue cultivating.

During the whole process, Zhuge Xiongfeng was busy helping Zhang He suppress the aura tornado, and his true yuan was also consumed by the entire two-hour toss and was about to dry up.

Zhang He suddenly woke up, looking at the sweaty head, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat, Zhang He couldn't help but be a little curious, is it so hard to cultivate? Besides, isn't my father-in-law practicing ice exercises? It stands to reason that the more you cultivate, the more ice your body becomes, right?

Could it be that my father-in-law went mad? suddenly thought of this terrifying result, Zhang He's face was immediately full of anxiety, before his wife was rescued, his father-in-law had an accident first, is this worth it? Zhang He strode towards Zhuge Xiongfeng and quickly took out a silver needle, "Father-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Zhang He asked with concern on his face, and then reached out and grabbed Zhuge Xiongfeng's right wrist, and seriously checked his pulse.

"What are you doing?" Zhuge Xiongfeng was as cold as ever, and then retracted his right hand.

"Father-in-law, have you gone mad?" Zhang He asked with concern on his face.

Forehead! This time, even Zhuge Xiongfeng, who had a cold temperament, couldn't help but feel a feeling full of black lines, "Who said I went crazy?" Zhuge Xiongfeng said coldly as always.

Forehead! Oolong? Zhang He stared at Zhuge Xiongfeng and asked seriously, "Father-in-law, aren't you practicing ice exercises?" How can you sweat profusely? Zhang He pointed to Zhuge Xiongfeng's head, his face full of confusion.

Now it's Zhuge Xiongfeng's turn again, is this guy really ignorant of his tossed movements? No, except for the ethereal realm, there shouldn't be such a thing? But this guy obviously didn't enter the ethereal realm just now.

Zhuge Xiongfeng has a cold temperament, and he has never had much curiosity, so Zhang He didn't take the initiative to say, and he wouldn't take the initiative to ask, looking at Zhang He with a look of concern on his face, Zhuge Xiongfeng just shook his head slightly and said, "I'm fine, you go and freshen up again, and I'll take you to see the Third Elder Taishang in a while." After that, Zhuge Xiongfeng shifted his attention to the small purple clay pot again.

What's going on? Zhang He, who was full of confusion, had to stride to the second floor in serious thought. Zhang He really didn't notice the movement he tossed out, so he naturally didn't know that he had unknowingly robbed his father-in-law of his privileges.