The white aura that wrapped around Zhou Ji's body quickly decreased.

Chen Wan's eyes widened, "This speed? Could it be ......?"

Surprise is surprise, Chen Wanke was not distracted.

In the end, the aura disappeared, and everyone held their breath and waited for Chen Wan to speak.

Chen Wan unconsciously stood down from the stone, his face full of horror.

"Eighty-four breaths! Eighty-four breaths! This is a seven-rank lower realm level spiritual root!"

Chen Wan's expression was full of disbelief that he could see such a talented monk in his lifetime.

He believed that he was afraid that this son's talent could also be ranked in the top ten in the history of the White Cloud Sect since ancient times.

Chen Wan came back to his senses: "Senior brother, junior brother, go and tell Elder Zheng, I'm watching here." ”

Chen Wan did not congratulate Zhou Ji on passing the spiritual root test first, but asked Cheng Zu to tell the elders before, as if he was afraid that Zhou Ji would run away.

And although Chen Wan has not yet announced Zhou Ji's spiritual root qualifications, everyone can see that everyone understands from this reaction.

Zhou Ji's talent may have reached a level where the entire Baiyun Sect should pay attention to it, otherwise Chen Wan would not have let Cheng Zu go to the elders to tell him.

Cheng Zu listened, and naturally knew that Chen Wan would not joke about such a big event, not to mention that although his cultivation was still shallow and his mind was not so sharp, he could probably still see it.

He carried the light body technique under his feet, and his figure swept like the wind, leaving an afterimage of the Dao in place, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a few clicks.

Chen Wan took two steps forward, and his expression seemed to be sincerely happy for Zhou Ji: "Congratulations to this junior brother, you have passed the spiritual root test. ”

"It's just that this Black Mountain Order can't be given to you for the time being, and the elders have to judge, and I feel that you may not be able to use this Black Mountain Order. ”

Zhou Ji, who was in charge, didn't say anything or ask, still looked cold, just nodded slightly.

Chen Wan didn't dare to reprimand Zhou Ji for being rude, if such a person stayed in the Baiyun Sect and didn't die young, the position of an elder would definitely not be able to escape, and even the position of the sect master was not impossible.

Chen Wan didn't want to continue to test the spiritual root of others, and wanted to show respect for Zhou Ji, which was also a disguised flattery.

But Chen Wan found that Zhou Ji was extremely cold, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, so he had to ask Zhou Ji to stand aside and wait for the elders to decide on his arrangements.

"Next. ”

Chen Wan took out a cloud of snow-white aura from the Naling pot with a move of his hand, and then said casually.

Those who were pointed out also stepped forward and were tested for spiritual roots.

Obviously, Elder Zheng's residence was not too close, and he didn't bring anyone back for a long time.

In this way, the number of people who passed through the Qingshi Mountain Gate did not grow as fast as the number of people who had completed the Linggen test, and there were only a few dozen people present.

Finally, Ji Dang saw Chen Wan's finger pointing at him.

He shook off his robe and stepped forward.

The aura is in the body, and a cool feeling enters the body, which is very comfortable and peculiar.

For the first time, Ji Dang felt the feeling of being incorporated into the aura in his body, and it seemed that maybe the way of cultivating immortals would not be as boring as cultivating internal strength.

Ji Dang could also see the speed at which his spiritual root was automatically incorporated into the aura, and he had a rough idea in his heart.

"One hundred and three breaths!Six-grade mid-realm level spiritual root!"

"What's wrong with opening the door this time to accept apprentices? ”

Chen Wan's head was a little unable to turn for a while, could it be that the Heavenly Dao was about to rise in the White Cloud Sect?

"Senior brother, congratulations on passing the Spirit Root Test, please stand aside first and wait for the Elder's decision. ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and first came out with a test result that Zhou Ji did not announce the results, and this is another one, which means that they all know in their hearts.

Ji Dang nodded slightly, moved to the side, and everyone who passed the test gave him a position and let him stand in front.

Zhou Ji looked at Ji Dang next to him, and couldn't help but glance at Ji Dang slightly from the side.

This spiritual root test is very simple and straightforward, Chen Wanneng can see that Zhou Ji is about the same, and the person next to him who absorbs the same amount of spiritual energy seems to be only about a dozen breaths slower than himself.

It's either the sixth-grade mid-realm level or the sixth-grade upper-realm level spiritual root.

It is really rare to have such a talented disciple in such a small place.

Ji Dang turned his eyes and found Zhou Ji's gaze, Zhou Ji nodded as a salute, and Ji Dang also nodded in return.

The four Tsing Yi slaves standing behind Zhou Ji looked very surprised, and their little marquis actually took the initiative to greet people of his generation.

After discovering Zhou Ji and Ji Dang, Chen Wan became even more active in testing the spiritual roots.

Every genius is discovered, an elder comes, and a joy is an extra reward.

But it's a pity that until the group in front of me has been tested with spirit roots, the highest is only the fifth-grade lower realm level spirit root.

If this was placed before Zhou Ji, Chen Wan would naturally be indispensable, but now it can only be said to be chicken.

Chen Wan felt something in his heart, and looked back at the mountains to which the White Cloud Sect belonged, and a cloud of qi flickered and dispersed, and each time it gathered and dispersed, it was several miles apart.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Wan's mouth, and he seemed to be not calm.

Even Elder Zheng, who had a high prestige in the sect, was in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to hide his mana fluctuations, so he rushed directly with all his might.

A few breaths later, on the bluestone platform, the wind rose, and a cloud of white clouds fell between everyone.

Then the clouds dispersed, and out stepped out a somewhat hunchbacked, white-bearded old man, on wooden crutches.

Chen Wan didn't dare to slack off, and hurried to catch up.

"Unknowingly, it's the turn of the mountain gate to accept disciples this year. Then are you the disciple who presided over the sect's acceptance of disciples this time?"

"Elder Hui, yes, the disciple is Chen Wan of Black Bamboo Peak, who is in charge of presiding over the test of the spiritual root of this apprentice. ”

Zheng Jie didn't care too much about who Chen Wan was, he just asked casually, what he cared about was the disciple who passed the word and said that the spiritual root was qualified.

"Well, what about ...... you mentioned"

"Elder Hui, that's right. Originally, the disciple only discovered a demon with outstanding talent, but just now the disciple discovered another genius with good spiritual root qualifications. ”

Chen Wan bit the word disciple slightly.

"Oh?" Zheng Jie was a little surprised, was there something different between the two definitions of genius.

Are the qualifications above the six-grade spiritual root so overflowing? There is not one in a hundred years, and this time there are two at once.

He directly ignored the meaning of Chen Wan's words that he wanted to highlight his own merits.

"Which two?"

Chen Wan stretched out his hand and pointed at Ji Dang and Zhou Ji to signal Zheng Jie.

Zheng Jie carefully looked at Ji Dang and the others with his eyes that were about to be squinted into a slit by wrinkles.

With a slight move of the hand that was close to the skin, the small moire pot that Chen Wan put on his waist was covered by the cloud qi.

As soon as the cloud qi dispersed and disappeared from his waist, the cloud qi gathered again, and the Naling pot was in Zheng Jie's hand.

Zheng Jie was on crutches with one hand, and with a slight shake of the other, two clouds of thick white aura slammed into Ji Dang and the others.

For such an urgent matter, he naturally wanted to test it himself.