A few days passed quickly, and Chen Xuan had been staying in the room to cultivate, only occasionally when he felt hungry, he would come out to fill his stomach.

Mo Wuji also went to find a job as an alchemist just like the original book, and also made a small amount of money, but because he was worried about whether there would be problems with his spiritual enlightenment, he stopped doing it.

Another day passed, Chen Xuan felt the fierce and fierce sword yuan, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately he was very in line with this exercise, otherwise if the power of this sword yuan was cultivated by ordinary monks, it would definitely be pierced through the dantian by that terrifying sword yuan!

The more he cultivated, the more Chen Xuan felt the extraordinaryness of this exercise, this sword cultivation method could not only condense the terrifying sword element, but also improve the strength of the divine consciousness with the richness of the sword element.

He knew that in this realm, there was no possibility of divine consciousness in the Tuomai Realm, and only when he was in the Void God Realm could he condense his divine thoughts! And now that he has divine sense, it can be said how perverted this exercise should be!

He now has divine sense, which also means that he has the ability to attack from a distance, so far, he can be regarded as having a trace of self-protection ability in this realm.

After all, although he has the Mixed Yuan Bead, however, the Mixed Yuan Bead also needs energy supply, that is, it needs the power of luck. And he was able to recover his vitality quickly before, not because his physique was strong, but because he relied on the remaining power of luck from the Mixed Yuan Bead, and the power of luck would be consumed one day!

"In the Eternal Realm, I have never heard of a mortal who can absorb the power of luck for his own use, nor of anyone who has the power to control luck, but why can I use it to recover from my injuries? Could it be that I am the god of luck? As soon as this thought arose, Chen Xuan dispelled it, if he was a god, he would not be a mortal who could not cultivate in the Eternal Realm, and he would not be able to brush up copies from the low-level world step by step!

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After another day, Mo Wuji finally made up his mind to go to Kailing, and then, I don't know if it was good luck or bad luck, he met a white-bearded man.

After the white-bearded man introduced him to a lot of Kailing knowledge, he felt a powerful force carrying him, making him involuntarily follow the man and woman into the Kailing Pagoda.

Mo Wuji's face was a little ugly, he really wanted to test whether he had a spiritual root again, but this kind of lack of ability to resist and being coerced in made him very unhappy.

"You go test first, and you're standing behind there." The white-bearded man spoke perfunctorily, pointed to the place where he stood behind the crystal cylinder, and said to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji also knew what he meant, and asked him to test, probably for Yan'er's sake, and he didn't know why he knew Yan'er's qualifications if he looked at it casually.

Even if he had tested it once, knowing that he didn't have a spiritual root, Mo Wuji was still a little apprehensive, he longed for the last test to be wrong, and he actually had a spiritual root.

"Young master, you go and test it." Mo Wuji's words a few days ago made Yan'er understand very well in her heart that her young master was very eager to have a spiritual root.

Mo Wuji nodded, took a deep breath, and walked to the place where the spirit root was tested and stood up.

The crystal cylinder flashed with a gray light, and then stopped moving.

Although Mo Wuji didn't know what it meant to have a spiritual root, he wasn't Chen Xuan well-informed, but the crystal didn't react, and he also knew that this was not a manifestation of having a spiritual root.

Sure enough, just as Mo Wuji thought, the white-bearded man said with some impatience, "The most ordinary mortal root, you can only be a mortal in this life, come down!" ”

Mo Wuji's heart was cold, his head was a little dizzy, and his strong restraint ability made him walk off the test bench as if nothing happened. His slightly trembling hands showed how disappointed he was at the moment. Even the worst and worst spiritual root is good, why is it just a mortal root?

"Young master, it's okay, we can find Brother Chen Xuan, he must have a way." Yan'er raised her clear gaze and said with some adoration.

"Hopefully." Mo Wuji smiled bitterly, he also thought that Brother Chen had a way, but this was obviously unlikely, even if Brother Chen was really a powerful reincarnation, it was estimated that it was unlikely.

The beautiful woman next to the white-bearded man is too lazy to despise Yan'er and Mo Wuji, and if the roots can cultivate, this is undoubtedly a fool's dream, and only mortals like ants have such unrealistic dreams.

The white-bearded man didn't care about Mo Wuji at all, but looked at Yan'er with a smile and said, "Little girl, you come and test it." ”

Yan'er hurriedly shook her head, "I don't need to test, and I don't want to cultivate, I'm going to leave with the young master." ”

"Since you're here, let's test it." With the white-bearded man's words, the smoke involuntarily fell on the position of the test spirit root.

Mo Wuji secretly clenched his fists, he really wanted Yan'er to test it, and now it was this kind of forced Yan'er to test, which made him more and more uncomfortable.

However, Mo Wuji is also self-aware, he is just an ant-like mortal, even if he is uncomfortable, he still has no choice.

As soon as the smoke fell on the test bench, just like Mo Wuji's thoughts, in just a few seconds, bursts of cyan light suddenly erupted.

Soon, the cyan light rushed to the top of the crystal pillar, only about a foot away from rushing to the top. The cyan light was soft and shiny, like a cyan rainbow.

"The best spiritual root!" The white-bearded man and the beautiful woman cried out almost at the same time, and Mo Wuji saw a kind of fanatical look in their eyes.

Sure enough, it was for the smoke, and Mo Wuji felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

In the next time, the white-bearded man and the beautiful woman introduced their identities and showed that they were from the big sect, and they must accept Yan'er as a disciple.

Then, there was another debate. In the end, the beautiful woman directly took out a red bird folded with paper, and seemed to say to herself, "I'll send a message to the ...... of the Fire Sect first."

Liyuanhua, that is, the white-bearded man, saw Jing Feilan's action, stomped his foot hard, and said fiercely, "Count you ruthless!" With that, he turned and rushed out, his footsteps quickly disappearing.

After leaving Yuanhua, Jing Feilan looked at Yan'er eagerly and said, "What's your name?" Is it okay to be my disciple and cultivate with me? ”

Yan'er, who was precocious, naturally knew that her spiritual root should be very good, but she didn't want to leave Brother Chen Xuan and the young master, so she shook her head, "My name is Yan'er, I don't want to leave." ”

Jing Feilan also saw that the dominant person was Mo Wuji, her eyes fell on Mo Wuji, although she looked very kind, but the deep contempt was undisguised.

"Yan'er's spiritual root qualifications are very good, if staying here delays her, if she goes with me, one day she will become your legendary immortal master. Being with you is hurting her. I don't think you're going to force her to stay. If you are good for her, tell her what to do. After Jing Feilan said this, she stared straight at Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath, he was very unhappy with the gaze of the woman in front of him, Yan'er's qualifications are very good, he can cultivate anywhere he goes, didn't that Liyuanhua just now just want to grab Yan'er to be a disciple?

What's more, the origin of this woman is unknown, and no one knows what she took the cigarette for.