Chapter 65: Something Isn't Right with Your Roots

The latest equipment function of the system is a surprise for Fang Lang.

With 100,000 system experience, in exchange for such a function, at least it is not a loss.

As Fang Lang said, he is now a second-stage sword master, and his martial arts level has also reached a first-stage level, and now with this equipment function, it can be regarded as making up for the gap in his cultivation.

Although it is not very helpful for the upcoming scientific expedition, after all, people's eyes have to look at the long term, and there is more to a cultivator's life than only scientific research.

"Ding! The root bone card has been used and the root bone data has been modified, do you want to view it? ”

After Fang Lang finished probing the function of the equipment, the prompt sound of the system sounded in his mind again.

And as soon as this prompt fell, Fang Lang straightened his waist in an instant, and his eyes flashed with anticipation and excitement.

Is it finally finished?!

Don't change it down and down, of course...... He's just a white bone, no matter how low he is...... That's dark.

With systematic urine, it is unlikely that he would be humiliated like this.

Fang Lang immediately called up the system panel, and his eyes locked on the root bone column.

【Root bone: 36 (white)】

[Modified Root Bone: 66 (Purple)]

The smile on Fang Lang's face...... Little by little, it disappears.

Not red, not yellow, not gold!

Purple root bones?!

What the hell?!

Fang Lang Academy has studied hard for three years, and he has never heard of any purple roots.

Is this system kidding me?!

It's good for you to have a gold root bone, after all, he doesn't rely on the booster card now, and he can also have two-thirds of the cultivation speed of the old ginger, which is enough to cover up everything when the root bone is tested in the scientific examination, which is reasonable.

Now let's have a purple product, why panic a batch.

Will you be caught and sliced then?!

Fang Lang frowned, careless.

The sudden commotion of the system flashed to his waist.

What to do?

Fang Lang felt a little difficult, no, it should be said that Zipin Root Bone had touched his knowledge blind spot.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to ask about the ...... Maybe he'll know something. ”

Fang Lang took a deep breath, this bone ...... It's really annoying.

Don't think about this annoyance, Fang Lang felt that he had to find something happy, and he was happy.

"System, settle dividend rewards."

Fang Lang was looking forward to it and said.

"Ding! Dividend reward settlement......"

"After the settlement is completed, the amount of aura of dividends (fetters Ni Wen) aura: 50 (lower grade spirit crystals), dividends (fetters Liu Bubai) aura amount: 30 (lower grade spirit crystals)."

"The aura of the dividend reward is entered into the host dantian by default, and the bonus is added to the kendo cultivation."

The system prompt fades away.

Fang Lang only felt a majestic aura surging in the dantian cyclone, accelerating the cyclone to circle.

The amount of aura of eighty lower-grade spirit crystals is quite a lot, plus Fang Lang walked to the seventh layer in the Yunling Pagoda and obtained a large amount of aura subsidies.

Therefore, the influx of these eighty lower-grade spirit crystals made Fang Lang's cultivation reach the peak of the second-stage sword master!

It is only a line away from the third-stage sword master.

The night is getting deeper, and autumn is thick.

Starlight dotted the night sky, like countless flying fireflies in the deep forest.

The moonlight was like frost, shining down along the window and sprinkling on Fang Lang's body.

Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes, savoring the surge of aura in his body.

In three days, he went from a ninth-stage swordsman to a second-stage swordsman...... That's the magic of the Soul Tower.

Of course, in addition to the unremitting efforts of other Fang Lang, there is also the help of Chong Duan Ka.

For a long time, Fang Lang was trying to impact the three-stage sword master, trying to transform the sword qi in the dantian cyclone, and wanted to transform the dantian aura into three-stage sword qi.

Although he was only one foot away from the third-stage sword master, he couldn't break through, as if he was standing on the edge of a moat.

Fang Lang let out a sigh.

I wasn't too disappointed.

Taking out the spirit crystal, opening the three-bond state and continuing to absorb it, Fang Lang planned to use time to slowly wear through the three-stage sword master's diaphragm.

……

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Following.

The weather is overcast and autumn rains are brewing.

The whole world was shrouded in a chill that gradually spread to the bone.

Fang Lang had breakfast and went straight to the academy, and on the main street, there were already many students, in a hurry, after all, the scientific examination was approaching, and everyone was nervously preparing.

Fang Lang came to Luojiang Academy, the academy was still early before class, Fang Lang did not go to the study building, but went straight to the teaching and learning building.

He quietly called out Wen Jiaoxi, who had just woken up and was making a pot of wolfberry tea.

Wen Jiaoxi held a blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, his beard was unshaven, he yawned, and looked at Fang Lang, who came to him early in the morning, with some doubts.

"If you don't have anything to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace, say, what are you asking me?"

Wen Jiaoxi's lips opened slightly, and he exhaled and blew the hot wolfberry water in the porcelain cup, and said.

"It's worthy of a gentleman, it's really high! The thirst for knowledge of the students is evident at a glance! ”

Fang Lang said.

Wen Jiaoxi took a sip of water, rolled his eyes, and said, "If it's okay, you kid should stick to Ni Wen's side now." ”

Fang Lang showed a harmless and warm smile.

It seems to have been taught the truth.

There's no way, Xiao Wenzi is a baby, she can squeeze too much.

The squeezed out of the punch card fragments are very easy to use!

"Say, Lao Yang is about to ring the bell, hurry back to class after speaking."

Brush up on the Tao.

Fang Lang nodded, smiled and began to talk about the difficult points of knowledge about swordsmanship.

Wen Ting raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care, pointing and analyzing Fang Lang.

Suddenly, Fang Lang's painting style suddenly changed without a trace: "By the way, I don't know if Mr. has heard that the root bones will change?" ”

Wen Ting was stunned.

The next moment, he squinted his eyes and said, "This is the main question you kid wants to ask all morning, right?" ”

Fang Lang smiled, but he didn't deny it.

After all, his current appearance is a purple root bone, and he won't be able to pretend to be for long after all.

Wen Ting stared at Fang Lang, as if he was in deep thought, took a sip of wolfberry water, and chewed a wolfberry that inadvertently drilled into his mouth.

After a long groan, he slowly spoke: "As we all know, the Tang Dynasty divides the root bones of cultivators into five grades: black, white, red, yellow, and gold......"

"But actually, there are several other root bone grades."

"Above the gold, it is the root bone of the starlight, when it is detected with the 'root bone Sinan', it is not the color of gold, but the starlight is blooming, this kind of root bone, the talent is extremely demonic, and it is difficult to come out of it in a thousand years."

Wen Ting said.

When Fang Lang heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, isn't it purple on the root bones of the gold product?

"What about above the starlight? Purple? ”

Fang Lang asked curiously.

He was genuinely curious, after all, this was something that couldn't be learned from a textbook.

Wen Ting glanced at Fang Lang and said, "Purple? Of course not, the Starlight Bone is called the Holy Bone...... That's definitely the real darling of heaven, the pride of heaven. ”

"At least, I haven't heard of who is the Most Holy Bone, and what kind of bloodline does it take to conceive it."

"Maybe ......"

"The one in Chang'an Palace may be."

When Wen Ting said this, he didn't continue to speak, as if he was afraid and didn't dare to mention his name.

"Of course, whether the root bone you asked can be changed the day after tomorrow is actually recorded in the classics......"

Wen Ting took another sip of wolfberry water: "The root bones of cultivators will indeed change, the environment, the acquired bloodline will awaken, and transplant ...... and so on. ”

"Among them, the first two conditions are harsh, and the latter transplantation is too cruel and vicious, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and strictly forbidden by the iron laws of the Tang Dynasty."

"Because of the environment, the changes in the root bone produced by the bloodline have a professional saying called mutated root bones."

Mutant Root Bone?!

Fang Lang took a deep breath.

"There are good and bad mutated root bones, some mutated root bones are extremely evil, and some mutated root bones are becoming more and more rubbish......

After Wen Ting finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and stared at Fang Lang.

In the next moment, Wen Ting made a move.

Fang Lang didn't resist, he opened his hand, squinted his eyes, and let Wen Ting pinch the bones of his hand.

After all, Fang Lang was ready to be pinched.

Wen Ting held the porcelain cup in one hand, pressed Fang Lang's shoulder blade with the other, and slid over Fang Lang's spine with a unique gesture.

And Wen Ting's eyes gradually changed!

Wrong!

Something is wrong with ™ you kid!

"Your bones...... There are quirks! ”

Wen Jiaoxi felt the change, it was a change in bone quality, he had not pinched Fang Lang's bones, but in the Sword Shu Sect before, he had pinched Chao Xiaojian, and it was impossible to make a mistake by pinching the bones of a swordsman with Chao Xiaojian's cultivation.

At that time, Fang Lang was a white product root.

And now...... Fang Lang's skinny feeling is definitely not a white product!

That kind of bony feedback...... Kind of like gold?

But it's still wrong, because Wen Ting is a gold product, so he understands that Fang Lang's root bone and Jin Pin's root bone are still a little different!

What kind of bone is that?

"In less than a month, from the third-stage swordsman to the second-stage swordsman, the Yunling Pagoda carried the heavenly power to the seventh floor, showing an amazing swordsmanship talent......"

"Shhhh

I don't know if I don't analyze, and I'm shocked when I analyze it!

Wen Ting's eyes were shining, this guy's bones were definitely mutated!

He was a little sudden, and suddenly Fang Lang seemed to be born out of thin air, and everything seemed to be the truth!

No wonder this kid sneakily came to ask this question early in the morning, before the scientific expedition was to test the bones, this kid was afraid that he was also panicked, and finally couldn't hold it back!

Mutated root bone, two cases.

If you're not a peerless genius, you're a peerless fool!

The various manifestations of this kid...... There is a high probability that it is inclined to the former!

"You kid wait here, don't go anywhere, wait for me to come back!"

The next moment, his figure instantly turned into a wisp of sword light and disappeared.

Soon, Wen Ting returned, holding a palm-sized delicate instrument, Gen Gu Sinan.

At the same time, he was also accompanied by Dean Cui, who was also bright-eyed and looked like eating melons.

Is it a dragon or a pig.

Test and find out!

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