Located in the center of the entire Yan Mansion is the Council Hall, the roof of the lobby arches a high spire, the high dome is not only to make the people talking inside less depressing, but also to highlight its representativeness in the Yan Mansion.

In such a large mansion, no matter where you are, if you look into the middle of the mansion, you can see this magnificent building standing in the center.

Not only are the chairs and tables made of various precious woods used in the interior of the hall, but even the windows are carved from wood of the same material, and they are decorated around the entire lobby.

No matter what time of the day, there can be sunlight to shine in, keep it bright, plus the people clean up several times a day, all kinds of precious tables and chairs are clean and shiny, revealing a sense of wealth.

The council hall is generally only available to the elders of the Yan family, and in addition to daily deliberations, distinguished guests will also come here to gather. It is surrounded by the residences of the patriarchs and elders of Fuzhong, and slightly outside is the residences of the children of Fuzhong and the Yan family.

As for the outermost and most dilapidated place of the mansion is where the people live, this design was also originally considered that if there is an attack by an external enemy, the insiders of the Yan family can have a higher level of security, and the first to have an accident is the people whose lives are worthless.

At this moment, the huge meeting hall also seemed a little crowded, several elders of the Yan family, Shan Yuyan, the deputy head of the door without injury, and the old Taoist priest were all sitting in the middle of the hall, and there was a circle of people standing around. There is also a big difference in height, the youngest looks only a few years old, and the oldest seems to be no more than twenty.

Most of the young men standing were men and only two women, but the most prominent of them was the largest one, who stood out from the crowd among half-grown children.

This person seems to be in his twenties, and the muscles on his body are bulging, and even if he is wearing a loose coat, he can see the bulging muscle lines. The face that is not handsome has an unusually unruly look, but it adds a bit of gloom.

This is the eldest son of the Yan family, Yan Gong said that Yan Zhen had reached the innate realm of martial arts at a young age.

"Immortal Chief, you see that you asked me to bring these children over, there are still dozens of our core disciples, and there are three or four hundred side disciples. If it is convenient, we might as well choose another open place, since you said that there is a spiritual root in a thousand miles, if there are more people, wouldn't it be a greater chance, let the children try, although some strong people are difficult, but they are not afraid of any omission and the pearl of the sea is only a pity, fairy chief, you see ......"

Yan Tengliang leaned into the ear of Lao Dao, and stopped talking again.

Lao Dao waved his hand: "There are two difficulties in this matter, one is that I came here this time completely for the sake of the deceased to come and see, it is inconvenient for the private facts to be known to the public, and the sect actually has regulations on our whereabouts, if it weren't for the fact that the sect gave us the Lingfeng Horse to travel thousands of miles a day, plus the luck of this trip is good, and the task assigned to me by the sect has been achieved." On weekdays, it's really inconvenient for me to stay here at will, and everything is done in a low-key manner. ”

"Second, it's not that the old Taoist is unwilling, it's just that my Taoism is low, and I may not have found a spiritual root disciple in the vicinity of Wulin Town for many years, so the disciples don't have expectations for the recruitment of newcomers here, so I don't have a ration for the spirit beads. Testing the spiritual root is easy to say, but it takes a lot of spiritual power from monks, and in my opinion, testing more than a dozen people is the limit. Lao Dao said, also with a helpless look.

Lao Dao did not lower his voice when he spoke, and the people present, young and old, were all born martial artists, and most of them had been living in Wulin Town. It's very closed to the outside world, and when I hear the old words, I don't know what I'm saying, but I just think it's very powerful.

It's just that Yan Zhen didn't think so, he had never heard of his father and uncles hearing about this old Taoist priest before, Bacheng was the kind of charlatan who was abducted and deceived.

However, the other younger ones have already been fascinated by it, and they have believed the old words for nine points, and they look eager to try.

"Okay, without further ado, since you've made some choices, let's start, if there is still a spiritual root here and it's not here at the moment, it's fate that hasn't arrived. Although the spiritual root has not been changed by martial arts cultivation, it is true that the stronger the blood qi, the easier it is for me to measure, so let your two female babies come over and test it first. As he spoke, he picked up the wide cuff of his right hand, apparently ready.

"Shuang'er, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go to the immortal chief quickly!" Yan Youwei, the fourth elder of the Yan family, looked excited, urging his daughter Yan Shuang'er to step forward.

was called by his father, and a girl who looked less than ten years old came out of the ranks, timidly walked slowly to Lao Dao, stretched out her delicate white and tender little hand, and whispered: "Little girl Yan Shuang'er, there is a Lao Xianshi." ”

Maybe the boy who has been in the Yan family for a few days has seen too much, and suddenly saw a child of the Yan family who knows how to be polite, and Lao Dao's gloomy face all day long also showed a smile, but this wrinkled smile looked a little ugly, but it scared the girl in front of him a little.

"It's rare, and I can meet a baby here who knows the number of etiquette, it's good. Lao Dao said and put his hand on Yan Shuang'er's wrist.

Hearing this, the other three elders of the Yan family blushed, and it was obvious that they were talking about the scene where their own children beat someone and were seen. But then he left it behind, and looked intently at the old man's hand, as if he wanted to see something from it.

Everyone saw that after closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, Lao Dao took away his hand on the little girl's vein.

"Immortal Chief, what is the result?" For a while, several elders of the Yan family eagerly asked in unison, and Shan Yuyan on the side was also a rare person who stared intently and waited for the result.

Lao Dao looked at Yan Shuang'er, with a little regret in his eyes, shook his head and said, "It's rare to have an eye-catching girl, it's a pity." Hey, but it's also the old Taoist who is naïve, and there are very few probabilities that he can be hit by one, the Dao heart is unstable, the Dao heart is unstable!"

Several patriarchs of the Yan family also showed a slightly disappointed look, and Yan Youwei asked his daughter, "Shuang'er, how do you feel?"

"I ...... I can't tell, it's just ...... It's just that there is a cool breath around the body, and it goes out. The glutinous child's voice replied.

"Next one. "The old way is also refreshing, and he is ready to shake off the faint loss at once, which is also the result of seeing too much.

So another girl who was slightly older than Yan Shuang'er walked over, and under the expectant gaze of several elders of the Yan family, she shook her head regretfully.

"Haha, don't be discouraged by my father and a few uncles, if the girl is not suitable, maybe we men will be fine, I'll try it!" Yan Gong said with a big grin and walked over, spreading his hand forward confidently.

Lao Dao also recognized the young man who took the lead and almost killed his own subordinates a few days ago, his face was a little silent, but he didn't say anything, and he also put his hand on it.

After all, Yan Gong is older, and he is also an acquired martial artist, and he still has a deep understanding of the feelings of practicing martial arts. He only felt that there was a coolness, but it was much stronger than the internal force of his cultivation, and the aura rushed into his meridians.

Wherever he passed, the internal forces retreated, and this cool breath was like entering a no-man's land, lingering at his dantian for a while, and escaping from the ends of his limbs without any hindrance.

At the same time, I can see that the old way looks like a signature shaking movement.

"That, Dao Chief, do you want to test it again, I feel very comfortable, maybe there is a spiritual root you said you didn't measure," Yan Gong said naturally.

"This thing doesn't need to be tested a second time, if there is a spiritual root, your dantian will naturally intercept my spiritual power so that I can have the next step to judge. The grade is young, I just ran a circle, I see that your heart is very hot, young people not only need to cultivate the outside force, but also need to cultivate Ned, next!"

Lao Dao didn't continue to pay attention to him, and directly faced the children in the back.

was speechless by this preaching, and Yan Gong had to retreat in embarrassment.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shanguang, Yan Sheng and other children stepped forward one by one, but they were sent back one by one. Several elders of the Yan family, whose faces were originally with eager eyes, were also getting longer and longer.

Finally, the penultimate person retreated, leaving only Yan Zhen alone. He walked briskly, with great confidence.

Yan Tengliang also smiled again, and he was also absolutely proud of this son. If none of the genius sons can have the spiritual root on this day, then there is basically no one in this world to have it. At least, that's what he had in mind.

After the testing of more than a dozen people, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lao Dao's face was much paler than before, and it seemed that the effort he said would take to detect the spiritual root was indeed not small.

Yan Zhen stretched out his hand very casually, and Lao Dao was also about to put his hand up. At this time, his internal strength was suddenly fully opened, and the internal force of his whole body was concentrated in his limbs and released, and a layer of qi produced by true qi could be faintly seen on the outer layer of the skin of his hands, and the strength of the innate realm was undoubtedly revealed. But depending on what he meant, he wanted to demonstrate to the old way.

Seeing this, the faces of several masters in the hall changed, and they all saw the provocative meaning, but they thought that the Taoist priest should not be angry with the young and vigorous youth. At the same time, they are also curious, they have never seen Lao Dao make a move, so they also want to see how they respond.

"Don't work so hard, the blood and qi have nothing to do with your internal strength. Lao Dao said indifferently, as if he didn't take Yan Zhen's provocation in his eyes, and his old fingers seemed weak. But as if he regarded that layer of air as nothing, he passed it and pressed it on Yan Zhen's skin lightly.

The faces of several masters present changed, and their original earnest smiles became a little frightened.

I didn't see what the old Dao used to break the true qi defense of the innate master like this, wouldn't it be that the cultivators really wanted to make a move, and they could be described as slaughtering pigs and dogs to these martial artists who had worked hard to cultivate?

Before the people present could react, Lao Dao took his hand back again and sighed: "It seems that the descendants of my old friend have no chance with me......"