Without a spiritual root, it means that she has cut off the path of cultivation in this life, and it means that she can only die like a mortal. In heaven and earth, like a little insect that is terrified all day long, it spends dozens of days in fear.

Unable to do anything in the face of disaster, unable to control oneself between life and death, fate is at the mercy of others, and groveling for nothing.

Rao is Anyun has been cultivating for more than 500 years, and has gone through countless tribulations in his life, wandering between life and death several times, his heart has long been calm, and his face can not change when the knife and axe are present, and he can't stop the huge shock in his heart at this moment.

It's not that she didn't think that she might not have a spiritual root in this life, but she was extremely confident in her divine sense. She inherited the divine consciousness of her previous life, which was the divine consciousness of the Jindan Dacheng monk. Although the scope of what can be released is only that of a foundation building monk, how can the quality of divine consciousness be comparable?

Monk Jindan's divine sense is pervasive, and he can detect the density of the surrounding aura. If a person is in the spiritual root, the aura around his body is naturally a little richer than that of a mortal, if not 100% accurate, but it is not much different.

Therefore, the new disciples of the various sects are basically the elders of the Jindan period of each sect when they travel to the world and find the seedlings with spiritual roots, so they will bring them back to the sect to measure the potential of the spiritual roots.

This is also the reason why An Yun was puzzled by the ten years of universal disciples launched by the major sects of Qingming Mountain, what was the reason why the major sects gave up the reserve of cultivators and put down such a wide scattered net that does not distinguish between good and bad?

However, at this moment, none of this has anything to do with her, she has no spiritual root, and she doesn't even have the possibility of cultivating, what do these things have to do with her?

An Yun's divine sense was still wrong in the end, and she also figured out the reason. Xu is Qi Hao's spiritual root qualifications are too good, and the spiritual energy around her body is relatively strong, she has always been by Qi Hao's side, so she thinks that she also has a spiritual root.

It's just that she can't cultivate, so what should she do?

In her previous life, she worked hard to seek the Tao, and the only thing she could do was to hide in the mountains and sit and contemplate enlightenment, or to accompany others and watch out for each other to obtain the cultivation resources she needed, and then to be hunted down or killed for a certain secret treasure......

Now that she can't cultivate, how should she spend this short but long life? She simply forgot how to be a mortal, she couldn't even bow her head and beg, how could she support herself?

She is a dignified Jindan monk, full of cultivation experience, and has countless hidden treasures, just waiting for her to take it out, she can make great progress on the road of cultivation. It's a pity that at this moment, God played a cruel joke with her, and her plan along the way completely failed.

"An Yun, you're in a daze again." Qi Hao shook his eyes dissatisfied, and An Yun, who was stunned, complained.

An Yun's eyes moved, and it was not easy to focus his gaze on his face, and after a long while, he squeezed out a smile and sighed lightly: "Qi Hao, we may have to separate in the future." ”

Qi Hao's face changed when he heard this, his eyes looked at her anxiously, his mouth flattened, and he said aggrievedly: "What's wrong?" You—Don't you want to be with me? ”

An Yun just shook his head with a disappointed expression, and Ren Qihao didn't open his mouth no matter how he shook it. How could she make Qi Hao understand that she was just a waste without a spiritual root, and there was no way to follow him to the sect.

She suddenly looked up at the stone plaque on the city tower, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing depicted in the three big characters of Tongtian City, each stroke was like a sword qi volley.

Tongtian, Tongtian, as the name suggests, this is the place where the sky passes. However, the strange thing is that her path to seeking immortals in her past life and in this life has collapsed here. It's just that in her previous life, she experienced the ethereal fairy road, and this time it was even worse, completely cutting off her thoughts.

Contrary to An Yun's lost soul, the real person of Liuyun in mid-air was full of excitement, and his eyes fell on An Yun with extremely hot eyes.

In the past ten years, he has claimed to be in retreat, but in fact, he has been traveling in the world in the Blue Netherworld, trying to find a person who has the dual spirit roots of ice and thunder at the same time.

However, there are few strange spirits at all, and even the Shangtang Palace, the head of the Thirteen Sects of the Qing Nether, is only a few people, except for the Thirteen Sects of the Qing Nether, there is not even one of the other small and medium-sized sects. What's more, it still has the Ice and Thunder Dual Spirit Root at the same time?

Such a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and even if it appears, it is only a flash in the pan, and the chance of him finding it is too small, so small that it is negligible.

However, Liuyun Zhenren never gave up, and the person with the Ice and Thunder Twin Spirit Roots was too important to him. Due to the limitations of his qualifications, the possibility of his cultivation being promoted is very small, let alone being promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage, which is far away.

Seeing that his longevity is decreasing year by year, how can Liuyun Zhenren be willing? After more than 400 years of cultivation, he gave up a qiē and obtained countless opportunities to cultivate the Jindan Avenue, how could he die like a mortal?

Liuyun Zhenren's hand stroking his beard trembled a little, and he secretly said in his heart that there was nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. The person who I spent a lot of time and energy but didn't find appeared here unintentionally.

This is the will of God, this is the creation of oneself.

Of course, how could the person he was bound to win be taken away by other sects? It was because he had just seen that the white phantom butterfly and the purple phantom butterfly were indeed heading towards An Yun, and he secretly used his divine sense to interfere with the judgment of the phantom butterfly, guiding the occurrence of the scene just now.

"Master Liuyun, this time the Eight Extremes Spirit Measurement Array has measured a total of seventeen qualified people, thirteen men and four women. Ten of them are casual cultivators, and their bodies have begun to have spiritual power, and those with the highest cultivation are the third layer of the Qi refining period. Bai Lechi approached Liuyun Zhenren and said respectfully: "According to the previous regulations, the qualified ones this time will be preferentially selected by the ten sects headed by Qingyun Sect. After the ten sects are selected, the rest of the sects can recruit themselves, can Liuyun Master have any objections? ”

Although Liuyun Zhenren was led by him, he still politely and thoughtfully asked for instructions first.

Liuyun Zhenren pinched his white beard and muttered: "This time, there is a genius disciple, who has a single line of wood spirit roots and has a qualification of more than 75 points, which is a rare good seedling. As he spoke, his gaze fell on Qi Hao.

The woman surnamed Yao beside Bai Lechi frowned, her face was a little unnatural, and she opened her mouth to say something, but because of the identity of the other party, she closed her mouth again.

"But since there has been an agreement, it is not easy for this seat to take it away, so let's follow the original agreement. It's a pity, it's a pity, I have a technique in the Chaoyun Sect, which is extremely suitable for the cultivation of the monks of the wood spiritual root. As he spoke, Liuyun Zhenren shook his head, a look of regret on his face.

"Uncle Liuyun, my Qingyunmen is the best at wood exercises, so I don't think I will wronged him." The woman surnamed Yao still didn't hold back when she fell to the ground, and said neither softly nor hard.

Liuyun Zhenren smiled and shook his head, he was in a good mood today, and he was not as knowledgeable as her junior.

Seeing that he had no objection, Bai Lechi beckoned the monks to withdraw the Eight Extremes Spirit Measurement Array, and then said loudly to the crowd: "Those who have phantom butterflies should come up to the city tower immediately, and the rest of the people have no immortal fate, so they quickly retreat." ”

As soon as the words fell, a burst of lamentation sounded in the audience, and countless people beat their chests in disappointment and cried. The phantom butterflies were all smiling, and the crowd around them looked at them with envy