There was wind, Yexi tilted his head slightly, and the next moment, on the side that was originally empty in front of him, a person in a white robe suddenly appeared.

He has a handsome face, a smooth face, and looks only twenty years old.

But Yexi, who began to understand this world, knew that this person was definitely not twenty years old, because the fluctuations in this person's body gave her a feeling that was too much higher than the person next to her in the foundation building period.

Is it Jindan? Yuan Baby?

There is also the way he appeared, the soles of his feet clearly did not step on the flying sword, but there was a change in the air flow, not spatial teleportation, that is to say, this person can fly by himself without the help of foreign objects!

Yexi's heart is itchy, but he can't act rashly, maybe this person will be able to perceive his spiritual power.

"What?"

"Uncle Shi, please take a look."

The young man put the disc again, and the pure golden light flickered on and off.

The young uncle groaned slightly, and his right hand covered the young man's heavenly spirit, and the young man instantly held his breath nervously.

After a while, the young uncle opened his eyes with a look of regret.

"Single Golden Spiritual Root," the purity is very good, and the talent is very good, but-"The spiritual root is damaged, and it is destined to not go far on the path of cultivating the truth." ”

What the?!

With a bang, the young man's head buzzed, and he vaguely heard another immortal master ask, "Why is it damaged?" ”

I vaguely heard the answer: "It should be that he has taken Sanlingsan, but he has not yet cultivated, so he cannot be aware of it." ”

The young man's body shook, his mind returned from the distant world, thinking of the good food and good food he had been sent from the detention kitchen in the past few days, he thought that they were guilty, but it turned out that it was a more vicious calculation!

Hateful! So unwilling!

Gritting his teeth, the young man tried to calm down and asked, "Can I still worship in the Immortal Gate?" ”

The young uncle had pity in his heart, but he ruthlessly told the truth: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to build a foundation for the rest of my life, so I can only stop refining qi." ”

The young man's body shook again, refining qi? How is that different from mortals? It's just a few small spells, and you lose the chance to be reincarnated.

"May I ask the Immortal Master, me, can my spiritual root still be repaired?"

If it was only the Qi refining period, how could he take revenge?

The hope and begging in the young man's eyes were moving, but—

He sighed: "Now where is there such a god-defying elixir in this cultivation realm, I can't even think of repairing the spiritual root." ”

Is this no more?

The boy's eyes darkened, he didn't know what to do, his lips trembled, and suddenly, his shoulder was pushed by a strong force, and he turned to the side.

"It's my turn."

As if she had done nothing, Yexi stepped forward, without looking at everyone, and stretched out a paw and pressed it firmly on the disc.

Several people: "..."

The next moment, Yexi's eyes widened, no? Nothing?

The white stone disc was motionless, and the sun in the sky was obscured by a cloud, and there was not even the slightest reflection.

"Is there something wrong with my posture?" Yexi asked the man with an expressionless face.

People with good looks will always make a righteous gentleman hesitate.

"Otherwise, you change hands?"

Anyway, the posture of your hand is fine.

The young uncle looked at his nephew and then at Yexi, but did not speak.

In fact, after he finished speaking, he looked at the young man's desperate face, and had an impulse to say one more thing—if he could find the legendary elixir, he might be able to repair it.

But in his first stroke, the girl slapped the boy aside, and when he broke up, he changed his mind again.

Panacea, how can the treasure of heaven and earth be so easy to find? Looking at the description of the teenager, he is not valued by his family. If the spiritual root is damaged, even if you enter the sect, you are destined to not get good cultivation. Without the strength of the family and the importance of the sect, what chance can a low-level monk in the Qi refining period get the opportunity?

If you destroy his mind, lest he die early on the road to cultivation.

That's right, in the eyes of the young uncle, the teenager is the kind who can't survive an episode.

As for our Lord Nightbrook Queen—

"Why is there still no response?"

The man laughed dryly, girl, you don't have a spiritual root.

Yexi grimaced: "You, come here." ”

Yes? The young man who was slapped on the side was stunned and did not move.

Nightbrook stepped forward and grabbed one of his hands, dragged two steps, and pressed it against the disc.

Golden light, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Night Creek groaned, is this not broken, or is it broken?

He raised his head violently and looked at the man who built the foundation, and the meaning in his eyes was not too obvious.

Those eyes were cool and bright.

The man who built the foundation involuntarily raised his hand and pressed it.

The young uncle frowned, looked at Yexi carefully, and determined that she was just a mortal, but she was too good-looking. I thought to myself, go back and let this boy who was bewitched by beauty go into retreat for three years.

Unaware of the fact that his helpfulness had brought disaster to him, the man pressed on the disc with one hand and did not move, and pointed at the red and blue light with the other.

"It's not broken."

The tone was not happy, even a little indignant.

The young uncle looked at him again, five years.

Yexi grinded his teeth, and the young man's hand that had not yet let go was pressed again.

Golden light, shimmering.

And he put his hand down, and there was no, no light.

Then put the teenager's, then put your own, put the teenager's again, put your own again...

Bright, not bright, bright, not bright...

Ouidian: Lao Tzu didn't say badly.

Teenager Numb: So, I should be proud that I finally let the Ouiji Disc light up?

Yexi shook his hand, his face gloomy Don't want it.

The man who built the foundation was terrified: "You, no, no spiritual root." ”

"I know." As soon as the night stream opened, it was swishing.

The Zhuji man shuddered: "Otherwise, the sect still recruits mortal miscellaneous servants..."

The young uncle frowned, ten years.

Yexi raised her eyes and asked coldly, "Let me serve someone?" ”

"No, no, I mean, the girl can go and see the scenery of our Xiaoyao Gate in other ways."

Young uncle: "..."

Hehe, Xiuzhen's own sect has become a place for mortals to visit?

Twenty years.

Your uncle, why are these immortal cultivators sucking people's essence at every turn? Why is this king so unpopular when he arrives in a new system?

If it weren't for the fact that this man was not a little banter, he was full of sincerity, and Yexi would definitely slap it over.

"I don't want the people who are waiting for me to line up." After Yexi squeezed out this sentence, she tried to make her face look better: "However, thank you for your kindness." ”

He also squeezed a slight smile.

The man who built the foundation only felt a relief in his heart, looking at her eyes like a clear stream and a blue lake, and the corner of his eye blinked, as if the bright light of countless fish jumping in the sun swished and swiped.

"I'm sorry I didn't help you."

Young uncle: "..."Let this unruly one be locked up to death."

More anger is yet to come.

"Otherwise, there are actually mortal lives in the Fang City under the mountain of our sect, if you will-"

The young uncle had a headache, and it was too light to be locked up until death.

"No need." Yexi's face was better at this time, and he smiled faintly: "I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail." Even if I don't cultivate the truth, I can also dominate the world. There is no reason to do it for some ethereal thoughts, so I whispered and became a cow and a horse. ”

Looking at the man who was sneering, he smiled sincerely: "But I still thank the little brother for his kindness." ”

A "little brother" made the man blush.

The young uncle couldn't bear to look at it.

The night stream sprinkled away.

The young man who had lost his spiritual roots was immersed in the free and easy language of Yexi, and followed in a daze.

The young uncle glared: "Go back and think about the cliff retreat." ”

The man with a bitter face was stunned, and he was glared at again, and he hurriedly cheered up: "Next." ”