Lin Cheng stumbled home, he couldn't remember how he walked back, and his mind was blank.

Qin Wan'er heard the sound and walked out, and saw her son like a walking corpse, and immediately knew that there must be a change in the entry test that would cause her strong-willed son to become like this.

When Lin Cheng saw his mother, he cried like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw.

Qin Wan'er held her son in her arms, listening to her son's heart-rending cry, her tears couldn't be stopped any longer.

"Mother, is the child really wasted, when I tested the spiritual root just now, the spiritual bamboo withered directly in my hands."

After crying bitterly, Lin Cheng's mood gradually stabilized, and he sobbed and stretched out his hand to his mother, which was the withered spirit bamboo that had been deformed.

The moment Qin Wan'er saw Lingzhu, she was like an electric shock.

She knew very well that Lingzhu was a plant that did not have any other effects.

The only effect is to test a person's spiritual root, and no matter what the cultivation realm of the person infused with the spiritual energy is, it will only absorb the ability that can be absorbed in the spiritual energy and grow.

There are only two possibilities for the spirit bamboo to wither like his son, one is that the demonic energy in his son's body is causing trouble, and the other is that the son's spiritual root is no longer something that the spirit bamboo can test.

Qin Wan'er believed in the latter more.

"Cheng'er, you listen to your mother, you calm down first, maybe things are not as you think." Qin Wan'er hesitated for a moment and said.

Lin Cheng, who was still sobbing, suddenly widened his eyes, as if he was in the middle of an endless abyss, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light in the distance.

He looked at his mother expectantly, waiting for her to solve his doubts.

"Cheng'er, in fact, in the past few years, my mother has also hesitated to tell you the truth."

After a pause, Qin Wan'er continued: "Actually, Wei Niang didn't lie to you, your talent is definitely arrogant, and all this has ......to start from two years ago."

Lin Cheng quietly listened to his mother tell him.

On the night I was in a coma two years ago, my father returned.

He personally sealed a magic pill in his body.

The root of the demonic qi in his body was not that of a demon badger, but an extremely powerful magic pill.

He didn't know how to understand this, didn't his father love him?

But in the mouth of the mother, the father is so that he can absorb the magic pill and become the strongest.

Does a father love himself?

I haven't seen my father once since I was born, and I don't even know my father's appearance.

If it weren't for this magic pill, what realm would he be now, the peak of the Qi refining period?

Could it even be that the foundation has already been successfully built?

Could it be that the strength of his talent is not as good as a magic pill?

"Cheng'er, I'm telling you this just to let you know that if you fail the spiritual root test this time, it may be that the magic pill in your body is doing tricks.

It is even possible that your talent is no longer something that can be tested by a spirit bamboo.

You still need to wait for you to enter a higher level in the future, and test it with something more advanced than the spirit bamboo."

Lin Cheng calmed down, he was a very strong child, the previous crying couldn't say anything, after all, he was only a twelve-year-old child.

He knew that his father had planted the magic pill for him, and it was definitely not to harm him.

No father would mutilate his own children, and tiger venom would not eat his children.

And if you don't get stronger, it only means that you haven't worked hard enough, and you haven't reached the ability to absorb the magic pill.

Qin Wan'er smiled because she saw that Lin Cheng's eyes were once again full of resolute light.

Qin Wan'er smiled and touched Lin Cheng's head, asking him to take a shower and change out of his bloodstained coat.

Looking at her son who was jumping away, Qin Wan'er exhaled, hoping that Lin Qingshan's original choice was correct.

It was late at night, and the city lord's mansion of Chaowu City.

A white

The man in the clothes was meditating and practicing in the house.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was one more person in the room.

He snapped open his eyes, and a figure shrouded in black robes stood not far in front of him.

A trace of cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the man in white, if it wasn't for the black-robed man deliberately releasing a trace of breath, he didn't know how long that man had been standing there.

The man in white hurriedly got up and bowed to the black-robed man, "Song Haotian, the deacon of the outer courtyard of Lingshan Courtyard, has seen his seniors, and I don't know what his seniors have to say when they come to visit late at night."

Although Song Haotian is not a master, he also has the strength of the sixfold foundation building period.

The other party can approach him so easily, at least he has the strength of the Dan period, which is comparable to the elder of the inner dean.

The black-robed man waved his hand, and Song Haotian felt that he was lifted up by an irresistible force.

He could only stand honestly, looking at the black-robed man with a big face, as if he was afraid that his actions would cause the black-robed man to kill him.

Just when Song Haotian was nervous and didn't know what to do, a female voice sounded faintly.

"Early tomorrow morning, outside the West City Gate, there is a boy, I want you to take him back to Lingshan Courtyard with him, and find him a good teacher to teach him to cultivate when he arrives at Lingshan Courtyard, do you know?"

After hearing this, Song Haotian hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed again, and replied extremely nervously, "The junior knows."

The black-robed man nodded, turned and walked towards the door.

Song Haotian raised his eyes to look at the man, and just as he was about to stand up straight, the man spoke again, so frightened that Song Haotian hurriedly lowered his body and obeyed the order.

"If you let me know that you are disobedient, believe me, your Lingshan Academy will not be able to protect you."

An irresistible force struck, directly throwing Song Haotian out and slamming heavily on the bed behind him.

The sturdy wooden bed collapsed and the planks shattered.

By the time Song Haotian sat up with difficulty, the black-robed figure was gone.

The fellow disciples who lived next door heard the movement and rushed here, and as soon as they entered the house, they saw Song Haotian sitting on a pile of broken wooden boards, and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Song, what happened."

Song Haotian stood up, coughed to hide his embarrassment, and said, "Ahem, it's nothing, I accidentally shattered the bed during my practice just now, this wooden bed is really not strong."

Seeing this, the fellow disciples all breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly flattered, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Song for once again improving his realm cultivation."

Song Haotian waved his hand, and only when these juniors and disciples left, did he move his body, and the pain in his back let him know that everything just now was real.

What the man said was also true, and he only felt the breath just now on the body of the dean of the outer courtyard, it was from the strength of the old monster, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back.

In the depths of the forest in the west of the city, Qin Wan'er knocked on Lin Cheng's door, and after learning that her son was still meditating and cultivating, Qin Wan'er nodded secretly, it seems that her son has recovered and has not given up on himself because of this test.

"Mother, you haven't rested so late, is there something to do with me?" Lin Cheng wondered.

"Cheng'er, just now the City Lord's Mansion came to deliver a message, saying that the teacher of the Lingshan Academy asked you to wait for him at the West City Gate tomorrow morning, and he will take you to the Lingshan Academy to practice, don't be cultivating tonight, have a good night's rest, and have a good spirit tomorrow." Qin Wan'er smiled and withdrew,

Lin Cheng looked at the door with a little deep meaning, and then lay down in a comfortable mood, he hadn't slept well for a long time.

He knew that there must be some reason to change the Lingshan Academy's teacher's decision, because he didn't feel that the people from the so-called City Lord's Mansion had ever approached the courtyard.

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