In the midst of those voices rushing to speak, Nuomi finally understood what was going on.

They said that a group of people had disappeared, and they didn't say it casually. Nuomi had thought that the Qingming Zhenren who should be in the crowd slept with those who were among the monks who had lost their traces.

Tian Tian was the one who wanted to come here to practice, and it was she who mysteriously mentioned those bizarre treasures to the monks. Even if she didn't mean to come looking for these treasures, she was haunted by the monks every day, so she had to take them to find the things she had promised.

Nuomi didn't join the team, but every evening, sitting by the campfire and listening to the monks and disciples excitedly talking about the daytime training, she gradually gained a certain understanding of what the team was looking for.

What they were looking for was a hidden home, or an ethereal fantasy that had been hidden by the Xuantian Pavilion.

According to the rumors of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, each of the six major sects hid an ethereal illusion realm that only their own inner disciples could enter. That ethereal illusion realm was originally an ancient forbidden land, and it became even more precious in today's immortal cultivation world.

Someone next to him suddenly rolled his eyes at the man who spoke.

There is no need for him to say this, all the monks with eyes have = can see this.

Monks with five spiritual roots are not too rare. Not to mention that there are so many monks in the whole world, it's just that they are standing like this now. There are also two people who are born with the Five Spirit Roots.

The Five Spirit Roots are not something to brag about at all. On the contrary, it is precisely because they are born with the Five Spiritual Roots that they have become casual cultivators. Their spiritual roots are too messy, each spiritual root has too few attributes, and the attraction to the spiritual energy of the same genus is too low, no matter what kind of attribute exercises they cultivate, they can't have any great future.

Not to mention the Great Sect, even some small and medium-sized sects would not be willing to accept such disciples.

Although Nuomi was a monk born with five spiritual roots, her light representing the strength of spiritual roots was quite dazzling. Brighter than those monks with single spirit roots. The monks around him were dumbfounded.

"This ...... This ......"

"Even if there is only one of the spiritual roots, such brightness is already very surprising. This...... She, she has five spiritual roots. She ......"

The cultivators stammered.

But no matter how frightened they were, they couldn't understand the mood of Zong Wude who was standing in the field. Zong Wude had just seen the bright green light. He was also able to smile wryly. But now, the palm of the glutinous rice bursts out like a rainbow of complex light. He couldn't even smile bitterly.

Zong Wude was reluctant to collide with glutinous rice in the dantian. It was a long time ago that he had guessed that he should not be the opponent of the little female cultivator in front of him, so he chose a gentler way of fighting. But he didn't expect it, even Billingen. The gap between him and the other party is also so huge that he can't even have the slightest desire to catch up.

The spiritual root talent, this is really a talent given by God, and it is not something that can be shaken by human beings at all.

“…… I shouldn't have been standing here at all. Zong Wude shook his head.

His voice felt like gritted between his teeth. Glutinous rice obviously didn't release the spiritual pressure again, but seeing the colorful spiritual root light flower blooming on her palm, Zong Wude only felt that the pressure he was under was much greater than before.

Just when everyone thought that the light flower in Nuomi's hand had been completely condensed and formed, they saw that the five bands of light flickered slightly, and suddenly a silver-white ribbon of light suddenly stretched out from them.

This band of light is not very bright, and even looks like there are some half-empty shadows, but it has an incomparably powerful sense of existence.

All the monks present were amazed.

None of them had ever seen such a spiritual root, and they had never even heard of it. Even on the jade slips they had looked through, there had never been such a record.

"Silver...... What is the spiritual root? ”

"That's the light of the spiritual root, too? I don't look like it. ”

“…… If it's not the spiritual root light, how can it bloom in the spiritual root light flower? ”

Nuomi himself also looked down at the silver-white light in his palm at this moment. The light on her hand was too strong, although it was just some light bands, but she was different from others, there were six rays of light wrapped around her hand, and it was a gorgeous light, which almost completely blocked her hand, and she could only see a little phantom shadow from the middle of the light spots.

Although she had never seen such a situation before, there was a vague guess in her heart.

When he had enough of appreciating the light in his hand, and when he looked up again, Nuomi saw Zong Wude's dusty complexion at a glance. Although she was angry that Zong Wude had hurt the disciples of the Thousand Thousand Sects, now that she saw the other party's face, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart.

It's really -- she's like this, and it's a bit too much of a bully.

Zong Wude shook his head again, the expression on his face became more and more solemn, but he didn't have the intention of escaping, and he also raised his right hand, letting the light of his spiritual root rise from his palm.

His spiritual root is already quite good, it is a red and blue dual spiritual root of water and fire. Although these two spirit roots are in conflict with each other, looking at the brightness of the light of his two spirit roots, they are quite well balanced, and there is a kind of erection beauty like double dragons playing with pearls. As a casual cultivator, his spiritual roots are already quite remarkable.

Zong Wude didn't know what his background was, his hands were quite rough and wide, and the two bright lights were wrapped around his hands, which should have been thick, but they looked quite slender and agile in comparison.

Nuomi looked at the two spiritual root rays in Zong Wude's palm, and suddenly realized something.

With such a brilliant water and fire twin spirit root, it is no wonder that Zong Wude would propose to compare spirit roots.

It's a pity that what Zong Wude encountered this time was such an almost monster as glutinous rice.

Nuomi looked at the two rays of light like a swimming dragon in Zong Wude's palm, and tilted his head slightly. "Well, do you want to move on to the next step?" ”

The next step is to let the spiritual root light of the two sides fight.

Ordinary spiritual root grappling generally does not cause any harm to the monk himself. But the spiritual root of glutinous rice is really much more powerful than Zong Wude's two water and fire swimming dragons, once released, it may be able to directly shatter Zong Wude's spiritual vein.

Zong Wude was stunned, and that bitter smile returned to his face again.

He waved his hand casually, and the light wrapped around his palm instantly turned into a little bit of starlight, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Why should I cut myself?"

Glutinous rice admired this person's straightforwardness a little.

She thought for a moment. He also waved his hand to disperse the light in his palm. Said, "It was a competition before, although you hurt my disciple, I don't want you to apologize." As long as you throw in the towel. I said that I was no match for my Thousand Thousand Sects. That's it. ”

"I'm invincible." Zong Wude is quite free. Directly admit defeat.

This is really just a fight, and there is no other harmful intention hidden in my heart.

It was only at this time that Nuomi finally had the heart to look around at the monks.

Look at it this way. She immediately frowned slightly, and finally understood why it was the injured Qianren Sect disciple who came forward to fight.

The monks who were supposed to be the most vocal in the crowd were all gone. Whether it was Qingming Zhenren or Tian Tian, even Hua Mian, or even a few monks with a higher level of cultivation, they were all not in the crowd.

And as Zong Wude retreated, the monks on both sides also fell silent at the same time.

Needless to say, those scattered cultivators are self-explanatory. They had experienced such horror and defeat before, and of course they did not dare to speak for a while. Even if they are not convinced in their hearts, Zong Wude is already the most powerful one among them, if they are not convinced by this result, they can only go up and fight by themselves.

- What are you kidding?

That's what many casual cultivators thought in their hearts.

And the disciples of the Thousand Thousand Sect also quieted down all of a sudden.

Even the disciples of the Thousand Thousand Sect had never known that their deputy head sect had such ability, let alone those alliance monks who didn't have much friendship with Nuomi. They were a little difficult to accept for a while, and they couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what to say.

And among them, the most normal is the glutinous rice and the pillar.

Nuomi herself knows exactly what kind of ability she is, so she is not too surprised. Just because she didn't show it before doesn't mean she doesn't understand. And the pillar is by Nuomi's side every day, maybe she knows better than Nuomi herself how powerful she is, and she will not be shaken by such a thing.

So in the end, the first to speak was glutinous rice.

"What's going on today? Didn't we say that the two sides would not disturb each other? I see that this is not your place, why are you so aggressive, and you hurt my disciple. ”

Although Nuomi didn't think about embarrassing Zong Wude, when he asked this sentence, his eyes were like sword light, and he slashed through all the scattered cultivators in front of him one by one.

Those scattered cultivators who were looked at by glutinous rice couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to face glutinous rice's gaze.

It was Zong Wude who shook his head and took the lead in speaking, "Our people are gone." ”

"Phew. Your people are gone, and ours is gone. It's just an encounter, and you say it's something that happened on our side. Someone in the team of the Thousand Thousand Sect immediately opened their mouths and cursed.

Nuomi had already heard about this before, and she didn't look back, just quietly looked at the scattered cultivators in front of her.

She didn't even ask any more questions, but it made the cultivators feel a great pressure.

There is no loose opening.

It was still Zong Wude who smiled bitterly on the side and said, "I don't know this." I'm just being asked to fight. ”

Zong Wude's voice was a little low, although he was smiling bitterly, but the words he said had a rare charm, which made people can't help but believe what he said. As soon as he said this, many disciples of the Thousand Thousand Sect softened their faces.

They also stood here and watched all the way, knowing that Zong Wude did indeed appear halfway. It doesn't look like this man is deliberately trying to hurt others.

It's just that the rest of the scattered minds are difficult to say. (To be continued......) R1292