The Canglan vein has been passed on to the thirty-second generation, and unconsciously, the day of testing the spiritual root once every two years has come, and the method of this test has lasted for thousands of years, and it has been found on the ancient fragments of the light dust Taoist, and only the Canglan sect has this method, although the rest of the sects have the method of measuring the spiritual root of the disciples, but it is not as convenient as the method of the Canglan sect.

The purpose of this test is to test the qualifications of the disciples under the sect, the test spiritual roots are divided into three levels, the disciples who do not have immortal roots have no hierarchical scores, one to three spiritual roots are inferior, four to six are medium, seven to nine are high, as for the people above the nine spiritual roots, since there is a cultivation theory, including the four major sects and people in the demon path, there is no one. However, there are still three or five amazing characters of the nine immortal roots for thousands of years.

The sky is blue, the breeze is blowing, on the Yanwu Square of the Canglan Sect, one by one the Canglan disciples are fluttering in white, every two years all the young disciples of the Canglan Nine Peaks have to come here to test the spiritual root, and look at the harvest in the past two years, their faces are full of anticipation and excitement.

"Shen Xiao"

Hearing the sound, a young man in white walked out of the crowd, his body was thin, and the white clothes were like a trick, and the young man walked to a purple stone tablet that was half as high as his body. The young man picked up a thin needle and stabbed it at the tip of his index finger without hesitation, and the index finger quickly dripped blood, and the blood dripped onto the spirit stone, and half a minute passed, and there was no reaction from the spirit stone.

"No Spiritual Roots"

Listening to the words spit out by the middle-aged man, the young man in white was expressionless, the corners of his lips were helplessly raised, as if he was laughing, there were many kinds of laughter, but his kind of was full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Shen Xiao, no spirit root, no talent" Next to the spirit measuring stone, a middle-aged man glanced at the spirit measuring stone that did not react, and said indifferently.

As soon as the middle-aged man blurted out his words, it was no surprise that there was a commotion of mockery in the crowded square.

"There is no spiritual root, as I expected, this waste still has no progress, and it is a loss that he has spent a huge amount of resources on him before"

"He's stuck in the same place again this year"

"Hey, this waste really disgraces the face of the sect."

"If it weren't for the head of the sect being his master and protecting him, this kind of waste would have been driven out a long time ago, and he would have been left to fend for himself, how could he have the opportunity to stay in the sect to eat and drink for nothing,"

"Alas, it's been five years, and he still hasn't cultivated a spiritual root, it's really pitiful."

Disdainful ridicule and regretful sighs and sympathy all fell into the ears of the young man who stayed in place like a stake, like a sharp thorn in his heart, but the young man had no expression, still indifferent, as if he was used to these words.

The young man slowly raised his head, revealing a somewhat delicate and immature face, his cold eyes swept over the people who mocked him, and the self-deprecation on the corner of the young man's mouth became even more bitter.

"These people are so mean and powerful! If you are down, they will fight, and if you are well, they will be jealous"

"Maybe it's because they had the most humble smile in front of them five years ago, so now they want to get it back..."

With another bitter smile, Shen Xiao turned around lonely, and quietly returned to the last row of the line, a lonely figure, out of place with the world around him.

"Next, Murong is out of the dust"

Hearing the shout, another young man in white ran out of the crowd quickly, the young man had just appeared, and the discussion nearby was much quieter, and his eyes were envious.

The young man was only about sixteen years old, but he was a newly rising genius of the Canglan Sect in recent years, which was in stark contrast to the young man just now.

"Two years ago, he had already cultivated the three spiritual roots, and this time he didn't know what level it was," someone said.

The young man stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and did the same as Shen Xiao did just now, dripping blood onto the stone tablet, and then staring at the stone tablet, the purple spirit measuring stone tablet lit up with purple light, and six earthworm-like things appeared...

"Six Spiritual Roots"

"Murong is out of the dust, six spiritual roots!Talent: Medium!"

Listening to the results shouted by the tester, the boy's cheeks did not look joyful, but took it for granted.

"Six spiritual roots, it's amazing..."

"It's worthy of being a character vigorously cultivated by the sect..."

"This speed is almost the same as that of Shen Xiao on the first day of the year."

Listening to the bursts of envy from the crowd, Murong Chuchen didn't feel anything wrong, and seemed to feel that these were all as they should be.

Murong Chuchen's gaze suddenly passed through the surrounding crowd and stopped at the lonely figure outside the crowd.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, he still dispelled the thoughts of the past, the current two are no longer in the same class, with Shen Xiao's performance in recent years, when he becomes an adult, he can only be used as a sweeper of the sect at most, and he has excellent talent, he will become a strong person cultivated by the sect, and the future can be said to be limitless.

Murong Chuchen seemed to have forgotten that if it weren't for Shen Xiao, he wouldn't have been able to enter Canglan at all, let alone become a genius disciple of the Canglan Sect, and he seemed to have forgotten what his relationship with Shen Xiao was.

However, Murong Chuchen clearly remembered that Shen Xiao's talent five years ago was much better than him, and he was still a first-day disciple of the sect, and before he was ten years old, he cultivated seven spiritual roots, one more spiritual root than he is now, that kind of cultivation speed can only be described by the word terrifying, and at that time, he was not even an official disciple of the sect.

As for why Shen Xiao became a waste later, the spiritual root was reduced to nothing overnight, and he couldn't cultivate the spiritual root, these were a secret in Murong Chuchen's heart, and only he knew it.

Shen Xiao fell from the altar of genius to the point where he was not even as good as ordinary people overnight, this blow made him lose his soul from then on, and the name of genius was gradually replaced by disdain and ridicule.

The higher you stand, the harder you fall, and this time you fall, you may never have a chance to get up again.

"Next, Baili Zhiruo"

In the noisy crowd, the middle-aged man's voice sounded again.

As this somewhat elegant name sounded, the crowd suddenly quieted down, and all eyes suddenly shifted.

At the place where everyone's eyes converged, a girl in a light green dress was standing elegantly, with a calm and immature face, which did not change a little because of everyone's attention.

The girl's cold and indifferent temperament, like the first bloom of the lotus, at a young age, but has begun to have a refined temperament, it is hard to imagine that if she grows up in the future, how the girl will fall into the country and the city...

The lotus step moved slightly, and the girl named Baili Zhiruo walked to the front of the spirit measuring stone tablet, her little hand stretched out, and the purple sleeves inlaid with black gold silk slipped down, revealing a snow-white and delicate wrist, and then she pricked her index finger with a thin needle with some fear, as if she couldn't see the blood, and quickly closed her eyes...

Slightly quiet, on the stone tablet, the dazzling light bloomed again.

"Seven Spiritual Roots, Level: High!"

Looking at the seven earthworm-like hairsprings on the stone stele, there was a silence in the field.

“... There are actually seven spiritual roots, it is really terrifying! The first person of the younger generation of the sect is none other than Miss Zhiruo. After the silence, the surrounding teenagers all swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, and their eyes were full of awe.

According to the cultivation methods and cultivation classics handed down by the Canglan Sect for thousands of years, the spiritual root is a necessary path for a cultivator to step into cultivation, and the more spiritual roots in the body, the better the qualifications, the more abilities he has when cultivating, and it also shows that he can go further on the path of cultivation.

Except for Murong Chuchen and Baili Zhiruo, the others in the Canglan Sect have two to four spiritual roots, and those who don't have spiritual roots have to laugh at one.

Spiritual root, most people have one since birth, extremely few people have two, as for those who have three congenital ones, in this Canglan Sect, there has been a total of one person for thousands of years, that is, the light dust Dao person. As long as the qualifications are not very bad, they can cultivate one or two spiritual roots the day after tomorrow, and the qualifications are as good as Baili Zhiruo has cultivated five spiritual roots, and whether she can cultivate another one depends on her luck.

In the crowd, Murong Chuchen stared at the girl in the light green dress in front of the stone tablet with a frown, a touch of admiration and jealousy flashed on her cheeks, and she also had an inexplicable smile, thinking secretly: If I can marry her, then the head of the family will definitely cultivate me even more.

In fact, what Murong Chuchen thought was also what most people present thought, Baili Zhiruo, aside from her beautiful appearance, she was still the only daughter of the head of the Canglan Sect, if she could marry her, then the position of the head of the Canglan Sect would naturally be available, and many cultivation cheats and cultivation elixirs were readily available.

Looking at the information on the stone tablet, the middle-aged tester on the side showed a rare smile on his indifferent face, and said slightly respectfully to the girl: "Zhiruo girl, you now have seven spiritual roots, but you are the first person in the young generation, almost surpassing all the people in the sect in the past dynasties, with this talent, after half a year, you will enter the Xingchen Cave to obtain the cultivation classics, and it can be said that the cultivation is a flat river, and it is not difficult."

"Thank you, little uncle" The girl nodded slightly, her plain little face did not show joy because of his praise, she turned around quietly, and then slowly walked to the decadent young man at the back of the crowd under the blazing gaze of everyone.

"Big brother. When passing by the young man, the girl paused, bent down respectfully at Shen Xiao, and her beautiful face actually showed an elegant smile that made the people around her distracted.

"Am I still qualified to let you call it now?" Looking at the most brilliant pearl in front of her that had grown into the sect, as well as her breasts that had been slightly raised, Shen smiled bitterly and said, I haven't found out that the little girl who has been decadent in the past few years is already as tall as herself, and she is still like a lotus, she is one of the very few people who still remember that she is the senior brother of Canglan Sect Xingyunfeng after she is down.

"Senior brother, you once told Zhiruo before, if you can afford to take it and put it down, you are the real hero" Baili Zhiruo smiled and said softly, her slightly immature voice was heartwarming.

"Hehe, really a hero? I will only say, do you look like a hero now? and..."Shen Xiao laughed self-deprecatingly, and said with a smile.

Facing Shen Xiao's decadence, Baili Zhiruo's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and said seriously: "Senior brother, although I don't know what is going on with you, but if Zhiruo believes that you will stand up again and take back the glory and dignity that belongs to you..." Now, too"

"Hehe..." Facing the girl's undisguised frank words, the young man laughed awkwardly, but he didn't say anything, he didn't have the temperament to be a young man, but now he really didn't have the qualifications and mood, turned around lonely, and walked slowly outside the square.

Standing in place and looking at the lonely back of the young man who seemed to be isolated from the world, Baili Zhiruo hesitated for a while, and then in the jealous wolf howl behind him, he quickly chased after him and walked side by side with the young man.