"Next batch, 7601 to 7620"

Zimo was in a daze, and Li Xuanke stabbed him in the shoulder: "What do you think, it's your turn"

"Senior brother, don't worry, just calm down and take the test, you will definitely pass!" Li Xuanke thought that Zimo was worried, and comforted him.

In fact, Zimo just lost his mind, "Oh, oh, okay"

Scratching his head, he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Elder Song, it's better to do this, let's make a bet and add a lot of color, if this son reaches more than eighty percent, then Elder Song will take out the Yunzhi wine that you have hidden for many years and give us a few tastes, how about it?"

"Sect Master, I see you've been thinking about my Yunzhi wine for many years, right?" Elder Song said half-jokingly.

Jiang Aoyou also laughed.

"Not only me, but even Elder Bai is worried about it, it's just that he is thin-skinned and embarrassed to speak, hey, only I, the sect master, share the worries of my subordinates, and speak cheekily."

"Just by the light of the two worshippers who have just come to the sect, you have to take out whatever you say!"

Jiang Youyou looked a little scoundrel, which made several people look at each other and laugh.

"Since the sect master has spoken, I am not a stingy person, the sect master said that this child can absorb more than eighty percent, then I will bet that this child is less than eighty percent, but if the sect master loses, what should I do?"

Elder Song opened his mouth with a smile, looking unwilling to suffer.

Jiang Youyou stretched out his finger and nodded at Elder Song, and shook his head: "Elder Song, Elder Song, I see you, you are the most thoughtful."

I didn't see Jiang Youyou's movements, but there was an extra porcelain bottle in his hand, and the porcelain bottle was dripping and turning in his hand.

"If this sect loses, there is an exorcism pill in this bottle, and it will be yours"

As if he was afraid that the sect master would regret it, Song Guanzhi hurriedly said: "One word is a certainty!" ”

Zhao Mengxin looked at the two of them like children, and shook her head helplessly.

On the other side, Zimo walked in front of the Yuan Measuring Stone, looking a little excited, what his qualifications are, whether he can go on the path of cultivation, whether he can find his sister, it all depends on this move.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it on the Yuan Measuring Stone.

The Yuanshi is not as cold as Zimo thought, it is a little warm to the touch, and a little soft.

After ten breaths, Zimo opened his eyes.

He saw Elder Ren Jing's look of disbelief!

I saw the surprised gazes of the test disciples around me!

I also looked back and saw Senior Sister Li Xuanke covering her mouth!

"Could it be that my qualifications are so good!" Zimo couldn't help but be secretly proud.

He looked at his metameter stone, what was this? Scratching his head, he looked at Elder Ren.

Gradually, there was a lot of talking.

"What's the matter with this kid? Why is the Yuan Stone not bright at all? ”

"It's... How can there be such a thing? No matter who comes to test, they can more or less trigger the Yuanshi, why doesn't this kid have any at all? ”

"Could it be that the Yuan Yuan Stone has been used too many times and has broken down?"

When the disciples heard this reason, they couldn't help but nod secretly, and this was the only explanation.

Otherwise, how could the sect have test disciples who didn't have any cultivation qualifications to sneak in.

Elder Ren looked at Zimo with a strange expression, and he also wondered for a moment if the Yuan Measuring Stone was broken! But I had secretly tested it just now, and the Yuan Measuring Stone was intact.

At this moment, Jiang Aoyou spoke: "Elder Ren, what's going on?" ”

"Sect Master, this son, this son..."Ren Jing didn't know how to answer for a while.

Jiang Youyou also couldn't understand how Elder Ren, who had always been vigorous and resolute, spoke hesitantly.

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't babble!"

"Yes"

"This son doesn't have any cultivation talent, he doesn't have it at all."

Elder Ren Jing seemed to be afraid that the sect master would not understand the meaning of this sentence, so he replied in an accentuated tone.

Even Ren Jing felt strange, it was the first time he had seen such a thing in so many years.

Jiang Youyou didn't ease up for a while, got up and said, "Have you checked the Yuan Measuring Stone, but there is a problem?" ”

"There is no problem," said Elder Ren, pointing to one of the slightly chubby disciples.

"You go and try it, let the sect master see it"

When the disciple heard this, he stretched out his hand and put it on the Yuan Measuring Stone that Zimo had used just now, and after a few breaths, the Yuan Measuring Stone gradually lit up, and it didn't stop until Liucheng.

Seeing this, Jiang Youyou slowly sat down on the chair, it was not that he was distressed that he had lost a bottle of Concentration Pill, but why did Senior Li recommend someone who did not have the slightest qualification? Is there any intention not to do so?

And Zimo only had Ren Jing's words left in his mind at this time: "This son doesn't have any cultivation talent, he doesn't have it at all!" ”

The words kept echoing in his head, pushing him into an endless dark abyss.

Zimo suddenly felt that the eyes of the people around him were full of disbelief, and there was a trace of disdain, and as the surrounding discussions became louder and louder, he suddenly felt that he couldn't see anything and couldn't hear any sound.

He didn't know where he was going, he didn't know what he was supposed to do, and perhaps this was what people often call despair.

Gradually, he heard a call, "Brother, brother, you are going to pick me up!" On the verge of despair, he cried silently, but found that not a single tear could come out, he could only open his mouth wide and breathe heavily, and gradually he heard Li Xuanke's anxious call, and heard the voice of Jiang Youyou in the distance, "Zimo, you come here"

He didn't know how he got to the sect master's side, but his eyes were blank and he looked into the distance.

Jiang Aoyou stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zimo's qi field, and after a long time, he exhaled.

The expression was unbearable: "Child, not only do you not have a cultivation talent, but you don't have a qi field in your body at all, I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never encountered such a thing."

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Aoyou was also a little uncertain: "Maybe it's congenital, maybe someone destroyed your gas field." Either way, you won't be able to embark on the path of cultivation in your life, even alchemy, refining..."

Speaking of this, he saw Zimo's desperate eyes and shook his head helplessly.

If there's anything more terrible in this world than despair, it's that you see hope, but in exchange for endless despair.

Li Xuanke's residence, Zimo had been lying on the bed for three hours, motionless, and had never drunk water or eaten, just looked at the roof, without any light in his eyes.

His voice was hoarse: "Sister Fairy, is the sect master lying to me?" ”

Li Xuanke was beside the bed, looking at Zimo, he knew the answer, but he didn't know how to answer.

Li Xuanke just felt that her heart was in pain, and she wanted to shout loudly.

She secretly wiped her eyes and said with a smile: "Zimo, it's okay, we didn't go to the alchemy refiner, I think as long as you work hard, anything can be solved!" ”

"Don't give up, your sister is still waiting for you!"

"And didn't you make an agreement with your sister that as long as there is hope, don't give up, my sister hasn't given up, and you shouldn't give up either, okay?"

"Sister," Zimo muttered.

Yes, his sister is still waiting for him, if he collapses, then what will his sister do?

If it weren't for the old man named Hanako, he would have asked for food, and no matter how bad he was, he wouldn't give up.

What's more, compared to asking for food, he is living well enough now, but he always asked Hanako to give himself a hope of cultivating the truth, but he lost it! I didn't lose anything, I still lost myself.

Thinking of this, Zimo's eyes gradually lit up, can't he cultivate the truth, can't he find his sister through other methods? Absolutely.

He suddenly stood up from the bed: "Sister Fairy, thank you, tomorrow I will go to participate in the refining selection, refining is not good, the day after tomorrow I will participate in the alchemy selection, no more, I am trying something else, people in the world, there will be their own success, but I haven't found it yet." ”

Li Xuanke saw that Zimo not only regained his original vitality, but also had other things in his eyes, and it seemed that he still underestimated this kid.

"You're right, my sister will accompany you tomorrow, there is always a way!" Li Xuanke also cheered Zimo on.

There must be a way, he told himself in his heart.