As the days passed, Hain watched the other little princes cultivate every day and learn all kinds of magical spiritual power techniques. But every day he eats, sleeps, walks, looks at the soil, looks at insects, watches flowers bloom, and watches leaves fall.

From time to time, I met those brothers and sisters, and I was ridiculed and bullied.

Over time, Hai En no longer left the palace, so he stayed in the Hailing Palace and did not go anywhere.

As on many sunny days, Hain sat idly on the steps of the courtyard of the hall as always, raising his eyes to see a stack of explanatory books on basic cultivation, lying quietly in the flowers and grass beside him.

I don't know who put it there, but Hain was overjoyed, ran over, and picked it up, like a treasure.

From then on, I flipped through it every day, day and night, and was hungry and thirsty. But every time he cultivated according to the methods in the books, his aura would be chaotic and his divine body would be injured.

I persisted for half a year, and although I didn't make any progress in my cultivation, I memorized all the contents of the books backwards.

Soon, it was time for the annual devotional exam.

Hain stood nervously in the middle of the princes.

"Isn't this Haine? He's not allowed to cultivate, so why can he come to take the exam?"

"You look at his confident appearance, maybe people secretly practice in private and want to shine?"

"No, looking at him like that, he really wants to take the exam?"

"Hahaha, what a joke!"

Hain didn't speak, he stood aside, his eyes resolute, but his heart was so nervous that it was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Although he didn't have the slightest spiritual power cultivation, he believed that if it was a spiritual theory, he would definitely be above all the princes.

He has to rely on this spiritual exam to show his father, and he is not bad.

The ridicule of the princes and princesses on the side was endless.

"Hey, are you sure that stack of books is okay?" One prince whispered to another prince beside him.

"Don't worry, I've shuffled the order and re-bound it. The content is fine, he won't find anything abnormal. But if he cultivates in that order, he will definitely be injured. ”

"Hahaha, there you have it. ”

The two looked at each other with a sly smile.

"Okay, all the little highnesses have arrived, and now we will start our cultivation exam. ”

"The exam is divided into three sections, each of which 。。。。。。 Bao Tianzun on the top stage talked about the examination process, and King Hai on the top throne watched with a smile.

The princes below are all gearing up and eager to try.

"Alright, the exam begins. ”

Hain also took position with the large force.

"Your Royal Highness. Bao Tianzun spoke.

Hayne looked back.

"You don't have to take the test, just sit and watch. ”

"Tianzun, I can take the written test, give me a chance. Hain pleaded.

"Your Highness, the exam is about to start, please don't make trouble. Bao Tianzun spoke, his tone unquestionable.

There was laughter below.

"Please. Hain stared.

"This... Bao Tianzun hesitated.

"Hain, come here. King Hai reluctantly spoke.

"Father, give me a chance to try, I read the devotional book every day, the content in it, I... ”

"Come here, sit down. Before he could finish speaking, King Hai interrupted, and his face suddenly became serious.

"I'm more familiar with the contents than any of them!" Hain stood, looking fixedly at his father on the throne, his eyes steadfast.

The discussion of the princes and princesses on the side suddenly stopped, and they looked at Hain, who was thin and thin in front of him.

"Heh, what is he doing?" said a disdainful voice.

"Who does he think he is, better known than all of us?"

"I really hate his self-righteous look the most. ”

Disdain abounded.

With a wave of King Hai's hand, a circle of spiritual power flew out and floated above Hain's head.

Hain stepped back: "Father, what are you doing?"

The spiritual power circle fell, enveloping his body.

"Father, let go of me, let go of me. Hain struggled.

"Take the third prince down, and he will not be allowed to come on such occasions in the future. "King Hai ordered.

"I'm also going to take the exam. I'm also your son, why can't all of them cultivate? Why can they all take the test, but they don't let me take it, why!"

No one interceded, and no one paid attention to him. Bao Tianzun glanced at him, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally said nothing.

A pair of divine soldiers stepped forward, picked up Hain, who was a small pudding, and left the prince's assessment field.

The examination room burst into laughter from the princes and princesses.

Hain, who was taken away, sat alone on the stone steps of the courtyard of the dormitory until late at night.

"Why, why, why don't you let me cultivate. Hain kept throwing stones from the ground next to him.

A little, silently hugged himself, quietly looking at the ground.

Suddenly, Hain got up, his eyes resolute, and his immature face showed stubbornness.

He turned around and ran back to the dormitory and took out the stack of cultivation books. I read these books day and night, and I have long been familiar with the contents of them.

The order of the transfer has long been readjusted through his own understanding.

As described in the book, Hain sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and intently, feeling the flow of aura in the air.

According to the law of their flow, they are pulled closer to themselves, through every pore on their body, into the body, circulating in the body, and finally into the spiritual veins.

Everything went smoothly, but as soon as the aura entered the spiritual vein, it immediately became agitated and rampaged inside.

Unrefined, the spiritual veins as thin as cicada's wings could not withstand the impact of manic aura at all, and soon burst open.

Hain's entire face crumpled together in agony, beads of sweat the size of beans pouring out and falling. The layers of heavy court clothes on his body were also soaked with sweat and clinging to his skin.

The aura is still being channeled into the spiritual veins from the outside world, and the broken spiritual veins, like canoes in a storm at sea, are about to be shattered by the impact at any moment.

Hain couldn't help but shake his body, the pain of the tearing impact of his spiritual veins made him shiver, his teeth chattered, and his lips turned pale.

His lips were bitten bloody, his brows were entangled in pain, and his hands clung to his cross-legged knees, as if they were about to dig into his flesh.

"Hain!" came a scream.

Hain was startled, opened his eyes, and then rejoiced.

The moment the spirit relaxed, the spiritual power was completely out of control. The aura that circulated in the body and slowly probed into the spiritual veins rushed away like a flood bursting the embankment.

It was as if the entire body was torn into countless pieces in an instant. Tremendous pain swept over the world.

Before he could react, Hain passed out.

At his last glance before he fell unconscious, he saw King Hai rushing towards him with a nervous expression.

At this moment, what is circulating in the body does not seem to be a violent aura, but a warm current of nourishment.

When he woke up again, King Hai sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him, and Hain grinned slightly.

King Hai's back looked extremely lonely, "Hain, stop cultivating. ”

Hearing this, Hain's spirit immediately tightened, and he was about to get up with his hands on the bed. But the body seems to be completely disobedient to the call, and it can't exert any strength. A huge pain struck, and his face immediately turned pale, and he let out a cry of pain.

King Hai quickly turned around and put him to sleep. Running spiritual power, gentle spiritual power nourishes and repairs his body.

The pain eased, and Hain's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and he lay on the bed, looking up at King Hai: "Father, why, why don't you let me cultivate?"

King Hai withdrew his hand, his face unbearable and tangled, and he was silent.

After a long while, Hain stared at him tightly, his eyes full of anticipation: "Father?"

Sighing, King Hai said, "The sea... Hain, you don't have a spiritual spirit, give up, you can't cultivate. But immediately, he tried to smile and encourage: "But don't worry, my father will find a way to let you enjoy endless life like those immortals with strong spiritual power." ”

The latter words, Hain didn't listen to at all. What does it mean that you can't cultivate without a spiritual spirit?

Hain looked at King Hai with a glint in his eyes, a puzzled look on his face, and a hint of disbelief and fear.

King Hai's face was full of pity, and he touched Hain's forehead and brushed the messy strands of hair on his face.

"Spiritual spirit is the foundation of our cultivation, and it is the operation of all spiritual energy in the spiritual vein. If there is no spiritual spirit, as soon as the spiritual energy enters the spiritual vein, it will be uncontrollable and will impact everywhere, and there is no way to operate at all, so if you want to cultivate... King Hai did not continue, sighed, and turned his head to look at Hain again. Degree of literature