"Heavenly! It's really a rare qualification for a thousand years! A proper disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect! ”

"Tsk, this little girl of the Zhong family is a side branch? This is the next step! ”

"Hey, why did the light change color, two, three, four, five...... Hey, Wulinggen, that's fine. ”

......

The spirit measuring ball suspended in mid-air burst out with a dazzling five-colored light, and Zhong Lingge, who was standing in front of the ball with his hand outstretched, stayed in place, motionless, as if he couldn't believe the reality in front of him.

"Zhong Lingge! Don't return to the team yet, don't delay the people behind you to measure the spiritual root! ”

The deacon of the Zhong family stepped forward, grabbed Zhong Lingge's thin arm, and dragged her to the Zhong family's rest point, sneering sarcastically as she walked.

"I've tested it three times in the clan and it's all five spirit roots, who ran out and threw it away? Now that the aura is thin, how can there be five spiritual roots to build a foundation? Your natural qualifications are ornaments, honestly listen to the words of your elders and marry early, and don't want to enter the sect with delusional thoughts! ”

Zhong Lingge didn't say a word, sat on the futon at the rest point, and finally made sure that she had worn the novels she had read in the past few days.

This is called "Sword Pointing at the Sky", the heroine is cool all the way to the promotion, no CP and no abuse, she stayed up all night to catch up with the latest plot.

The only thing that made her awkward was that the love brain cannon fodder in the original article had the same name and surname as her, and she was angry when she saw the various brain-dead operations of "Zhong Lingge" in it.

is obviously a side branch descendant of a small family, his father and mother have died a long time ago, and he has been bullied coldly at home, and he has to put on a big family miss outside to annoy people.

entered the first sect Xuanyuan Sect as a miscellaneous disciple, and he didn't know whether he liked the disciple alive or dead, and he also regarded the heroine who was dedicated to cultivation as an imaginary love rival, and refused to stop after countless failed plots.

When he saw that "Zhong Lingge" failed to plot against the heroine again and was besieged by a group of evil cultivators, Zhong Lingge secretly poked and poked a huge reward of a huge amount of money, and knelt down and begged the author to write the brain dead in tomorrow's update.

Who knew that after posting the comment, he fell asleep, opened his eyes and stood in the spirit measurement square, stretched out his hand to touch the spirit measuring ball, and in front of him was a dazzling five-colored light representing the five spiritual roots of the heavenly products.

Zhong Lingge was very nervous, for fear that the high-ranking cultivators of the family would see that something was wrong with her soul, but after such a long time, no one noticed the abnormality at all.

Just as she was in her trance, a girl's face suddenly came in front of her, interrupting her thoughts.

"Nineteenth sister, I have a way to let you enter the Xuanyuan Sect, it depends on whether you are bold enough."

"I'm timid, needless to say."

Zhong Lingge didn't want to pay attention.

In the original text, the original owner was instigated by her to use the inheritance left by his father and mother to bribe the deacon of the Xuanyuan Sect's Miscellaneous Service Hall, and successfully became a miscellaneous disciple.

Later, the original owner learned that the miscellaneous disciples could go up if they had spiritual roots.

"Don't you really want to hear it?"

"I don't want to."

Seeing that Zhong Lingge refused simply, Zhong Yayun refused to give up.

"Didn't you say you'd rather be a handyman than go in? There are countless disciples of Xuanyuan Sect with outstanding talents, and maybe they can meet future Taoist companions inside! ”

"Then you go to work as a handyman, I wish you to meet your sweetheart soon."

Zhong Lingge ignored Zhong Yayun anymore, got up and got into the crowd and walked towards the corner of the square.

There is a missing horn spirit measuring ball suspended over there, which has never been lit, it should be a small sect that has come to try its luck.

If Wulinggen is not a miscellaneous servant, he is not qualified to enter a medium and large sect, and if he stays in the Zhong family, he will only be sent to marriage, so it is better to find a small sect with few people and few things, and how long can he mix.

Zhong Lingge is not worried about qualifications, no matter what, this place is stronger than the original world.

In her last life, she finally escaped from her disaster-level original family, had no interest in getting married and having children, and read novels at work and work every day, and lived a boring life, but she felt free when she came here.

Zhong Lingge was in a very good mood, but all the way forward, she heard others pointing at her all the way.

"Forget about getting acquainted and marrying, if you are lucky, maybe you can continue the qualifications of Tianpin to the next generation."

"It looks pretty good, but as long as it is a four-spirit root, I am willing to go to the Zhong family to mention marriage."

"She still wants to join the sect? How can any sect be willing to raise the waste of the five spirit roots, it is better to find someone to marry and add to the family, it is a bit useful! ”

......

Zhong Lingge paused, looked at the smiling and malicious crowd, and did not swallow his anger as they thought.

"You usually eat more Bigu Dan and less, and your mouth is full of feces and smokes people to death. If it's useful or not, I'll look at it in ten years, it's all the Qi refining period now, how can you just talk about it, but it will hurt you. ”

A group of family members were stunned by her scolding, and before they could react, Zhong Lingge had already walked away.

Square corner.

The broken spirit measuring ball was suspended in the air, and a young man in the early stage of qi refining sat on the futon behind the small ball, his eyes closed, and he turned a deaf ear to the outside world.

"Excuse me, does your sect still recruit disciples?" Zhong Lingge stood in front of the small wrecking ball, supported his knees with his hands, leaned over to look at the young man who was slightly shabby, and didn't see the clan logo on him for a long time.

"Move!"

The young man opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw Zhong Lingge, it was like seeing a treasure, and he almost jumped on the spot.

"You want to join? Are there any other siblings and friends who are coming? ”

Zhong Lingge shook his head: "I'm the only one, and I'm the Five Spirit Root." ”

The young man's enthusiasm was undiminished, and he took out a pair of identity tokens with a smile and threw them to Zhong Lingge.

"Disciple token, just inject aura and write your name."

"It's that simple?" Zhong Lingge pointed to the spirit measuring ball, "Don't you need to test it again?" ”

"This one has been broken for almost a hundred years."

The young man grinned and flicked his finger at the spirit measuring ball, and the small wrecking ball was completely broken into slag.

Zhong Lingge looked at the scattered debris, and then at the overly enthusiastic young man, with mixed feelings.

"If there are still others who want to join, won't they be able to test the spiritual root?"

"How can any fool ...... Well, under normal circumstances, there are many people who have nothing to do with my sect, and you are a rare simple and pure person, so you have the fate to join! ”

Zhong Lingge looked at the rest point of the Zhong family, if she didn't join the sect today, she would have to go back to the family and be at the mercy of others, no matter how bad this nameless sect was, she only had this choice.

The heart was horizontal, the aura was infused into the token, and the name was written.

The moment she connected to the token, she had a sense of being protected, but it was only fleeting, much like an illusion.

"Zhong Lingge? Good name! Go, follow me back to the sect! The young man waved his long sleeves, and his movements were dashing and elegant, as if he was about to sacrifice some kind of flying treasure.

Zhong Lingge looked forward to it for a second and found that he just waved his hand casually and didn't offer anything.

The low-ranking monk was forbidden to fly in the city, and she silently followed behind the increasingly irritable youth, squeezing a way out of the crowd and leaving the square.

Walking to the city gate, the deacon of the Zhong family sent a messenger, and Zhong Lingge smiled angrily when he saw the content.

[Dare to insult the second son of Cen! ] Quickly roll back to the rest point and kowtow to make amends! 】

She didn't recognize Cen Ergongzi, but she also knew that she was one of the gentlemen who was scolded by her. The Cen family is the largest family in the east, and the Zhong family has always been flattering and flattering, and at this moment, I am afraid that I can't wait to hand over her life.

Zhong Lingge was not very skilled in opening the storage bag and finding the communication charm, it was very difficult for the immature divine sense to write and draw, and it took a lot of effort to send out the communication charm.

A flash of inspiration disappeared in front of her eyes, and she seemed to shake off her heavy burden, and left the city with brisk steps after the young man.

Meanwhile.

The deacon of the Zhong family looked at the contents of the messenger, and his angry eyes were about to erupt with fire.

[Kneel and lick it yourself, I have entered the sect, and there will be no time in the future! ] 】