Chapter 8: The Immortal Root
All the way, it caused a huge sensation.
In the ghostly Yin Yang Sect, it is rare to be lively, just like a hundred ghosts blowing up the grave.
Even the Sect Master was shocked.
More than a dozen elders accompanied the sect leader, lined up, and sat solemnly on the top of the main hall.
The sect leader is in the center, surrounded by black and white, and it is extremely majestic.
Chi Ming hugged Ye Qingfeng, like holding the entire universe, and finally came to the Yin Yang Hall full of apprehension.
Originally, with the cultivation of the Red Hades Wheel Sea Realm, he was not qualified to step into the main hall at all.
Everything is thanks to the little girl Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng, this little girl, is really handsome, as soon as she enters the hall, the entire hall instantly has a glow, and it is brilliant.
The gaze of several superiors shot over.
"People who look so good, but there are also parents who are willing to throw them away? Mo didn't deliberately target the spies I taught. An old man snorted, and his voice echoed throughout the hall.
Chi Ming was frightened, why didn't he think of this section before.
This woman is so extraordinary, is there really a pie in the sky?
Ye Qingfeng was not afraid, raised his chin slightly, and said crisply: "Is it a spy, you check my knowledge, you don't know." ”
"The little girl is very sharp."
More than a dozen big figures glanced at each other, and all the disciples outside the hall were also talking anxiously and excitedly.
If such a good-looking little girl is really discarded, there may be only one possibility - that is, this woman's identity is unbearable, and she may be the illegitimate child of some big people.
Well!
Quite possibly!
Maybe it's a Buddhist or Taoist who abides by the rules and precepts, and accidentally has an heir.
"Little girl, come here."
The Yin Yang Sect Master, who was unusually tall, beckoned to Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng came down from the bend of his red arm, like a porcelain doll, and came to the sect leader with his little short legs.
Opening his pink mouth, Ye Qingfeng said with a serious face: "I also ask Uncle Lord, take a serious look at my knowledge of the sea, and help me remember the past." ”
The sect leader, who was not smiling, couldn't help such a cute little girl's request, and immediately bent down and touched the top of the little girl's head.
Several elders nearby, seeing such a cute little human baby, couldn't help but feel love and pity.
Such a girl, in terms of appearance alone, is more than enough to be a saint of any religion.
If there is a woman like this, she should be offered, let her be high, and let her be worry-free for thousands of years.
"I also ask the master to quickly move the Fa and take a look at it to verify the correct body." Some elders rubbed their hands and couldn't wait to remind them.
Ye Qingfeng took the initiative to step forward with his little head.
The sect leader of the Dragon Transformation Realm stretched out an index finger and lightly tapped it on the little girl's eyebrows.
A hazy mist gradually appeared above the little girl's head.
The eyes of the people widened and they all looked at the cloud.
There was only a haze in the clouds, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"How so?"
Several elders frowned.
The sect leader is also suspicious, it could be this woman, who has been deliberately erased from the past.
"Do you see clearly?" Ye Qingfeng asked expectantly.
The sect leader stared at Ye Qingfeng and asked in a deep voice, "Are you really called Ye Qingfeng?" ”
"It's not." The little girl shook her head decisively, "That's the name I casually gave myself." My name is not Ye Qingfeng, and I don't know who I am. ”
"Master, I'm coming!" Another Dragon Transformation Realm elder took the initiative to ask.
This elder is the longest, and his ability is the most amazing.
"Okay, here you go." Ye Qingfeng actually took the initiative to trot over to the elder.
It seems that this little girl, more than anyone else, wants to know her own origins.
The elder stretched out his thin index finger, and the tip of his finger swirled with a ray of spiritual light, and slammed it on the little girl's eyebrows.
A larger hazy mist appeared, but inside the mist, it was still empty.
The little girl didn't wait for the result she wanted, and lowered her head, frustrated.
"Unbelievable! Disastrous! Another elder exclaimed, "It took so much effort to erase the memory of a three-year-old child, and the origin of this son must be amazing." ”
"It's going to be amazing! It's amazing! ”
The elders agreed.
"I just don't know, who has such a big spending?"
"Could it be the handiwork of a saint?" An elder exclaimed.
The Yin-Yang Sect has only been established for a hundred years, and there have never been any saints, and of course the worship of saints is incomparable.
The little girl rubbed her eyebrows in disappointment, pouted, and said, "Don't you know who I am?" ”
Several elders looked at each other in embarrassment.
How can people not have the past, it's just that they are not capable enough to find out this woman's past.
"Ah, this ......"
Another elder coughed, and said, "No matter who it is, you might as well test this female fairy root first, and then it's not too late to make a decision." ”
"Well, that's very good."
Several elders hurriedly echoed to alleviate the embarrassing situation in the temple.
The majestic-looking Sect Master took out an immortal stone from his sleeve.
The immortal stone is only the size of a fist, exquisitely clear, and glows with colorful glow.
"Little girl, put your little hands on it." Another elder smiled and said with a smile and pity, and he simply regarded the little girl as his own granddaughter.
No, it's closer than treating your own granddaughter.
Ye Qingfeng clenched his little fist as he said, ran quickly to the sect leader, and put his white and tender little hand on the stone.
The crowd was watching intently.
However, one breath passed, two breaths passed, and three breaths passed, and the exquisite and transparent immortal stone still had no reaction.
"Hey!"
Suddenly there was a sigh in the hall.
"Boom!"
Those disciples outside the hall couldn't help but talk a lot.
Ye Qingfeng's small hand pressed the immortal stone tightly, and he looked around in confusion, seeing a disappointed expression.
Looking at the disappointed expressions of those people, I am afraid that the matter of the saint's embryo will be empty and happy.
"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”
Chi Ming was shocked, covered his chest and took a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "This does not match the appearance of the little girl!" Could it be that the immortal stone is broken? Definitely! Definitely! ”
The sect leader sighed heavily, and then gently pressed his wide right palm on the immortal measuring stone.
"Buzz!"
The immortal stone trembled suddenly, let out a humming sound, and the bright glow overflowed, and the room suddenly lingered in the glow.
"The sect leader's immortal roots are pure, and his qualifications are really amazing." Some elders immediately praised it, but in the praise voice, there was a little sigh, "The immortal stone is not damaged, then this woman really does not have immortal roots." ”
"Not all immortal roots...... Elder Mo personally announced that the little girl did not have immortal roots......"
"The sect leader and half of the elders have been dispatched, such a big formation, they are not all immortal roots, they are not as good as me, haha......"
"Hey, saint, the saint I teach, far away......"
There was a lot of discussion outside the hall, some people were happy, some people were sad.
Ye Qingfeng frowned his cute little brows and asked everyone, as if asking himself: "How can there be no fairy roots?" Obviously, I shot quickly, and my strength was amazing. ”
Elder Mo sighed, and then said, "There are no surprises in the cultivation realm. Some people have a little ancestral blood flowing in their bodies, and their eyes are brighter than others, and their strength is greater than others, which is also normal. ”
"But I really have a lot of strength."
In order to prove himself, Ye Qingfeng learned from what he had done before Chi Ming, drew a circle on the white jade slab on the ground with his toes, and then stomped heavily on the ground.
"Ka!"
The three-inch-thick white jade slab was actually trampled into a dent and covered with spider-web-like cracks.