"Second Senior Brother, who is this?" Wu Ningyu asked out loud, just because he saw that the young man beside Yun Feiyang was so powerful, could it be that he was also a beginner disciple today?

"I'm Ouyang Wen, we're from the same class, little junior sister!" The white-clothed young man beside Yun Feiyang poked his head out, looked at Wu Ningyu, and smiled sweetly.

"Huh? You don't look like you've taken an introductory test, do you? I'm afraid you have to call me senior sister, right? "Is there any mistake, if you call yourself a little junior sister, you have no status at all. Wu Ningyu looked at Ouyang Wen and found that he didn't find the corresponding spiritual root wooden card on his body, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Hehe, the rules of the Flying Sword Sect, I am the first disciple to pass the guò test today, so I am the senior brother of all the beginner disciples in the same class!" After Ouyang Wen finished speaking, he took out a wooden card and showed it to Wu Ningyu.

"Half?" Wu Ningyu was curious, and when he saw that it was only a half-word on it. Looking at the wooden plaque again, it seems that a corner of the table was hastily cut and carved.

"Uh, I got it wrong! It should be this! Ouyang Wen was very embarrassed, and hurriedly put away the half-word wooden card, and took a wooden card engraved with one word on it to Wu Ningyu.

"Little junior brother! If I'm not mistaken, you are not only the first disciple of the Flying Sword Sect to pass the guò test today, but you are also the first disciple with a half-system spiritual root that the Flying Sword Sect accepted after its establishment! Looking at Ouyang Wen's appearance, Yun Feiyang immediately exposed his shortcomings.

It is precisely because Ouyang Wen is a half-line spiritual root, and the renamed bird did not give him a wooden card that is his own spiritual root. So he cut off a corner of the table and engraved half a word.

"Second Senior Brother! It's good to let people have a little face in front of the little sister! Ouyang Wen was stunned, took the wooden card back into his arms, and nibbled on the original sweet potato in his hand fiercely, and swallowed it vigorously.

When he saw Wu Ningyu just now, Ouyang Wen recognized her, the little junior sister who had been tested in front of the Five Elements Pavilion with a five-line spiritual root. You have to know that you are only a half-line spiritual root, and the little junior sister is a fifth-line spiritual root all of a sudden, which is also too powerful!

"Half-spiritual roots?" It was the first time that Wu Ningyu had heard this word, so he was very curious about what was going on. Moreover, Wu Ningyu remembered that when Elder Hua Qianye counted the list of new disciples, there were a total of thirty-two disciples, and except for himself, everyone else was a line of spiritual roots!

"Yu'er doesn't know yet, right? The half-line spiritual root is rare to see in the cultivation world with the five-line spiritual root. According to ancient records, the cultivators of the half-lineage spiritual root are very lucky, they can choose one of the five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire and earth to become their own spiritual root according to their personal preferences! And unlike other people, the spiritual root of the original system that is destined for a lifetime can never be changed! When Mo Fan said this, he was inexplicably a little lost, if only he could naturally choose his own spiritual root.

"Yes, indeed! Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Mo Fan even knew this. Yun Feiyang gave Mo Fan a certain affirmation, if the half-line spiritual root was in the previous days, he would never have heard of it, but Mo Fan was able to explain it at once.

"I also read it in a book by chance when I was bored." For Yun Feiyang, Mo Fan looked at it with reverence. Moreover, Yun Feiyang was not as sneering at himself as other disciples.

"By the way, Senior Brother Mo Fan, your residence is relatively free, I plan to let Senior Brother Wen move in with you, are you okay?" Yun Feiyang was very ground by Ouyang Wen today, and after seeing Mo Fan, he suddenly had an idea.

"Senior Brother Mo Fan! You don't want me, do you? Ouyang Wen hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks when he heard this, and looked at Mo Fan pitifully. For Mo Fan, Ouyang Wen can't say anything, anyway, his first impression is not bad at all, and it is hundreds of times better than the roommates he has replaced these days.

"Poof!" Before Mo Fan could answer, Wu Ningyu sprayed rice. "I'm full, you guys talk slowly!" Wu Ningyu silently said countless times in his heart, "Don't think crookedly! Be pure! ”

"It's just that my place is far away from the residence of my senior brothers, and it will be inconvenient in some things, if you don't dislike it, you can move here!" Mo Fan's residence has been arranged by the head Lei Mingli in the wing of the Warm Heart Pavilion because of the relationship between Wu Ningyu, which can be regarded as an excellent treatment compared to the collective residence of the senior brothers.

"En-en-en-en-ne-en! Then let's move it! "In the past few days, I have been living in one place with the second senior brother, and I am very bored, Ouyang Wen heard that Mo Fan wanted to take him in, and decided to move immediately, lest Mo Fan regret it in a second.

"Little junior brother! Let's talk about it when I'm done eating! Uncle Liu has his eyes on you! Yun Feiyang unhurriedly took the chopsticks and knocked on the hand that wanted to get up to pull Mo Fan, and reminded Ouyang Wen in a low voice.

Uncle Liu, the chef in the kitchen today, the food is delicious, and the people are very rigid. Whenever he is on duty, whenever a disciple has leftovers and wastes, he will immediately be attacked by his exclusive divine power.

Uncle Liu's nagging is famous throughout the Flying Sword Gate, according to the grapevine, even the third elder Hua Qianye suffered from Uncle Liu's special care when he was young, so that it created a lot of shadows for Hua Qianye, until now Hua Qianye saw Uncle Liu and immediately turned away, he slipped as far as he could, and he never looked back.

"Huh! Senior Brother Mo Fan, you can't leave me! Ouyang Wen hurriedly sat down, but saw that Mo Fan had finished eating and was about to get up and leave, so he hurriedly reminded him.

"I'll pour a bowl of water for Yu'er!" Mo Fan responded to Ouyang Wen and signaled that he would not leave.

"Brother Mo Fan, I'll just pour it myself!" When Wu Ningyu heard this, he hurriedly went to pour water by himself, but after looking around, he didn't find where there was water to quench his thirst.

"Sit here, I'll be right back!" Mo Fan smiled at Wu Ningyu and immediately ran out of the dining room. When he came to Uncle Liu, he took a sample from his body and handed it to Uncle Liu, and said something by the way.

Uncle Liu immediately put the things in his hand into his sleeve, and reached out to flick Mo Fan's forehead. "Or boy, you have the most conscience! Go and pour water, don't let your little sister wait! ”

A moment later, Mo Fan carefully handed the bowl of water to Wu Ningyu. "Yu'er, drink some water."

"Brother Mo Fan, what did you give to Uncle Liu just now?" Wu Ningyu took a sip of water and asked curiously.

"Something similar to a bird's eggshell, when I prepared something for Chongming Bird for you last night, I prepared it for Uncle Liu by the way!" Because of the large number of people around, Mo Fan's words were a little vague.