11. Chapter 11: Poor little thing
Kyushu worships martial arts, and the imperial capital square of each country has a temple for the people to test their talents. The merchant aristocratic families generally had their own testing places, and there was no need to crowd together with the commoners.
The green palace, not to mention, also has an independent testing place.
From afar, you can see the temple, with the spire and the corners, and the momentum is very magnificent. Walking along the way, you can see the sculptures of some mythical beasts such as Diting, Qingluan, Baiji, and Drought Fish.
There were no guards on all sides, and the gates were closed.
was guessing whether Nangong Ye had a key, but he saw him standing in front of the door, and with a wave of his hand, the heavy door opened.
In the center of the spacious hall is a huge blue jasper stone, and on the corresponding wall is a smooth and smooth cyan curtain.
That piece of jasper is the magic weapon for testing the spiritual root, the person who tested it sticks his hands to the jasper, and when he enters the spiritual power, there will be a light curtain, and the different colors in the light curtain are different attribute spiritual roots.
The higher the talent, the larger the color area of the spiritual root, and the more brilliant the color.
A person's spiritual roots and talents determine how far she will go and how high she will reach in this world where the strong are respected in the future.
Nangong Ye pointed to the jasper stone, "Put your hand on it and try to input spiritual power into it." ”
"How do you enter?" The kind of nihilistic thing like spiritual power is not a keyboard, just hit the enter key.
Nangong Ye looked at her with idiotic eyes, dragged her over without saying a word, and pressed her hands on the jasper stone. "Imagine pushing the qi in your body out of your palm."
Xia Meng nodded and did as he was told.
Like the water of a small river, there is a warm and warm thing rising from his body, and then flowing out from the palm of his hand, and flowing into the cyan jasper at the bottom of his hand, but the cyan stone curtain on the wall, like a quiet stagnant water, has not rippled at all.
The talent is zero, and the spirit root wood has.
Nangong Ye's narrow phoenix eyes crossed with doubts, could it be that he also had a day to look away, this little thing was really a waste material in people's mouths.
At the moment when Xia Meng was so disappointed that he wanted to take his hand away, a glow of light gushed out on the cyan stone curtain in front of him, the bright and bewitching green wrapped in crystal clear white, and the outer aperture was also covered with layers of mist, which quickly occupied the entire stone curtain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a momentum of expansion outward.
Nangong Ye looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, thinking that he had seen it wrong, rubbing his eyes, there was still a huge and dazzling light in front of him.
"Little thing, you're a genius."
As soon as his words fell, Xia Meng felt a sharp pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the light of the stone curtain in front of him was lost, returning to its original cold state, as if nothing had happened.
Nangong Ye's face changed greatly, and he caught the shaky Xia Meng.
Fu Xia Meng sat down on the side, Nangong Ye used her spiritual power to probe around her body, and was surprised to find that the spiritual power that gushed out just now disappeared without a trace, and there was not the slightest trace. And there seems to be a strong resisting force in her body to stop the wandering of his spiritual power.
Well, there is only one explanation.
Nangong nodded her nose at night, and said regretfully, "Poor little thing, you have been sealed." ”
"Is it the legacy of Beitang?" The search is fast, and he is the only one who can think of it. Didn't the sister's brother say: With him, his sister doesn't need to be strong?
"I don't think so, or this king will help you untie it."
Before she could answer, a shadow fell in front of her, and she grabbed her lips domineeringly.
Xia Meng wanted to refuse, but after a little thought, he quieted down, but he was still puzzled: Could it be that the way to unseal this world is different from what I saw in the novel TV?
How do you want to use this method?