A ruler.

As I saw in Xiaofang's Taoist shop that day, there was a mana groove on the ruler.

"What's different about this Spirit Root Ruler?"

Hua Ying looked left and right, but didn't find anything extraordinary about this ruler, "You shouldn't be fooling me, right?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, the front of this ruler is indeed an ordinary imitation of the spiritual root ruler, but on the back of it, there is another real spiritual root ruler attached, you turn it over and take a look."

Hearing Steward Zhu's explanation, Hua Ying hurriedly turned the ruler in her hand over, and sure enough, she saw the same mana groove on the back of it.

"This ruler was specially distributed by the elders of Huoyunmen to the Hundred Treasure Pavilion to test the spiritual root, divided into two sides, the front is an imitation spiritual root ruler, which can measure the spiritual root attribute of the monk. On the back is a genuine spiritual root ruler, in addition to the spiritual root attributes, you can also measure the spiritual root qualification points of the monk, which is more accurate."

Before Steward Zhu said to the end, Hua Ying had already understood the use of this ruler, and immediately urged a mana to be injected into the groove of the spiritual root ruler.

Soon, the mana changed color, and the colors of the five spirit roots appeared.

The side of the imitation spirit root ruler is displayed as usual, and there is nothing special, but the other side of the real spirit root ruler has changed a lot.

"Golden Twenty Wood Twenty. Water XX. Fire Twenty. Soil 20. What does that mean? ”

Hua Ying was puzzled when she saw the handwriting on the True Spirit Root Ruler, and muttered to herself.

Although Steward Zhu didn't see the spiritual root qualification displayed on the ruler, he heard the words in Hua Ying's mouth, and hurriedly explained:

"This is the spiritual root qualification points, as long as it is a person who cultivates immortals with spiritual roots, in addition to the different attributes of the spiritual root, there will also be a distinction between high and low qualifications. The smaller the number of spiritual roots, the higher the qualifications of the cultivators, the faster they can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the easier it will be for them to cultivate and enter the realm compared to others."

"So to speak. You judged that the Liao family girl was a different spirit root qualification based on this spirit root ruler? Hua Ying nodded and asked again.

"Yes, yes. Is it that a monk who has two attribute spirit roots at the same time and has an extremely balanced number of qualification points will naturally mutate into a spirit root, then."

Steward Zhu wanted to say something, but Hua Ying directly interrupted him and said angrily:

"You really deserve to kill your father and mother one after another just to compete for a Strange Spirit Root Monk!"

Huoyunmen's actions couldn't help but remind her of the past, the actions of those Jianghu sects, the Sword Sect, and the Flying Fox Sect. Between the two, although there are immortals, they are all people who do not hesitate to do this in order to compete for the disciples of the sect, how similar they are.

"Woman, this matter has nothing to do with me, I just told Shopkeeper Jia about it, they instructed me to do it, and I had no choice but to do it."

Steward Zhu knelt on the ground and wailed, he regretted that he didn't look at the good store at the beginning, but he wanted to undertake this kind of errand, just to earn more spirit stones distributed by the shopkeeper Jia, in the end

"Let me go, let me go, I will change my mind in the future, never kill again, never hurt again, you have a lot, let me go, let me go"

Seeing this person's miserable appearance of crying loudly and full of remorse, Hua Ying had no emotional fluctuations in her heart, just sneered.

It stands to reason that this person has lost both arms, and his cultivation is like a waste, and it may be difficult to do anything in the future, so why not spare his life, but-

Hua Ying still resolutely raised her sword, directly cut off his head, and then threw out a fire spell to burn his body.

Senior sister has taught that cutting grass must be eradicated, and being soft-hearted will only cause endless trouble.

As the flames burned, Steward Na Zhu quickly turned into a charred skeleton, and then Hua Ying slashed it with a few more swords, leaving him without leaving anyone behind.

When the dust settled, she summoned the miscellaneous beast and put it into the jade pendant, and then threw the jade pendant high, turning itself into a streamer and submerging into it.

Then, a blue bird swooped down from the sky, grabbed the jade pendant with unmistakable accuracy, flapped its wings, and flew off into the distance.

As night approached, the mountains and forests fell silent, and only a wisp of black smoke was rising on the ground.

After a long time.

In the distance, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and a purple-robed monk wrapped in rolling red clouds descended from the sky at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.

The purple-robed monk looked around at the mountain scene with an angry face, and with a swing of his sword, he broke a deep crack in the earth under his feet.

There were scorched black marks left all over the place, obviously unable to escape this person's eyes, he first glanced at the pile of corpses and bones on the side, and then quickly flew forward, and soon came to the front of several giant demon grasses.

Those giant demon grasses seemed to be sleeping, and in the face of the arrival of the purple-robed monks, they didn't know anything, only their huge buds, which were still wriggling and devouring something.

"Cordyceps Eater!"

The purple-robed monk could see the origin of several giant demon grasses at a glance, and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, "How can there be a Cordyceps devouring grass of this size, it is a mutation?" No, this level of Cordyceps can't be explained by a little mutation, isn't it?"

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the person who entered the Ancient Cultivation Cave Mansion one step ahead of him, and these strange and inexplicable giant demon grasses in front of him might be related to that person.

"Could it be that the man is also a monk of the Yudan? Or is it meta"

Thinking of this, the purple-robed monk couldn't help but feel shocked, and an unspeakable confusion arose in his heart.

"Let's catch up first!"

After a few breaths, the purple-robed monk no longer thought about it, and after inspecting it again with his divine thoughts, he found a direction and flew towards the sky with the red cloud.

More than a dozen miles away.

In the clouds, a little blue bird that was flying by itself suddenly turned its head and glanced behind it.

Soon, I don't know what I found, it disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a jade pendant that slowly fell and fell straight into the thousands of mountains and forests below.

About ten breaths later.

An eerie red cloud swept across the sky, lingering here for a moment, and then continuing to roll forward.

The red cloud crossed, and in a matter of moments, it disappeared without a trace.

And under the mountain forest, in a bush overgrown with wild grasses, there is a simple jade pendant lying quietly, it is accompanied by gravel, inconspicuous, not emitting the slightest breath.

Five days later.

There was heavy snow in the mountains, and the mountains were vast.

In the snow-covered grass, suddenly moved, a rat-headed creature poked his head out and cautiously surveyed the situation outside.

It wandered on the spot, sniffing back and forth for its nose, and after a long probing, it jumped on the spot and squeaked.

Shout.

The figure of a young girl flashed and landed gently beside it.

The girl glanced up at the sky, recalling the horrific scene she had seen that day, and her delicate face could not help but reveal a look of palpitation.

"What kind of monster is that, how did it swoop and pass, but fortunately it was able to hide quickly."

The girl puffed up her mouth and muttered, her slightly dissatisfied tone as if she was complaining about something.

She stood on tiptoe, made a little direction, and then picked up the little beast and braved the heavy snow to carefully walk through the mountains and forests.

(End of chapter)