The highly poisonous wild fruit tree has long been found, and the color is not very bright, and it is too bright for fear of being found abnormal.

Yi Heng didn't dare to try its toxicity, but judging from the emptiness around the tree, and the wild fruits, birds, and beasts on the tree, it must be extremely poisonous.

There were three of these highly poisonous fruits mixed in the wild fruit, and now in front of Immortal Master Xu, Yi Heng suppressed the idea of looking at the wild fruit, and tried his best to retreat as usual.

Sure enough, Immortal Master Xu didn't feel any different from usual.

Just when Yi Heng wanted to retreat into the jungle, Xu Xianshi seemed to remember something.

"Yi Heng, come over here. Immortal Master Xu didn't look at Yi Heng.

Yi Heng was shocked, and he had to stop when he entered the jungle.

"Could it be that he was discovered? No way, he hasn't even seen the wild fruit, do you want to gamble once?" It was just a moment, and this thought in Yi Heng's mind was repeated countless times.

But he still turned around slowly and said steadily, "Immortal Master Xu, are you looking for me?"

"Come here, let me check if you have a spiritual root?" said Immortal Master Xu.

"Linggen?" Yi Heng had already decided that Immortal Master Xu was deceiving him, but who knew that he was mentioned by Immortal Master Xu at this time.

"Could it really be that there is such a thing as a spiritual root? Could it be that I am wrong?" No matter what, Yi Heng still pretended to be very happy and approached Immortal Master Xu.

"Yes, yes, thank you so much, if I had a spiritual root, I would be able to learn a small fireball. Yi Heng said happily.

"Don't be too happy, the spiritual root is one in a thousand, and it is impossible to find. "Immortal Master Xu didn't have any waves. "Come and sit down!"

Yi Heng sat obediently beside the wild fruits, his eyes swept over the poisonous fruits unnaturally, and sweat unconsciously covered his forehead.

Seeing Yi Heng's nervousness, Immortal Master Xu suddenly remembered that when he was examined, he was also very nervous, and he was afraid that he would not be able to cultivate immortals without a spiritual root.

But how did he know Yi Heng's nervousness, it wasn't that he was afraid that he wouldn't have a spiritual root.

"Reach out!"

Yi Heng stretched out his hand, and Xu Xianshi stretched out Bai Xuan's right hand and pinched the pulse of Yi Heng's wrist with his thumb and index finger.

Yi Heng suddenly felt a cool breath enter his body from his wrist, and he circled around his body, his body was cold, so uncomfortable, "It turns out that checking the spiritual root is not only not painful but also very comfortable." ”

After half a cup of tea, Xu Xianshi let go of his hand. Yi Heng still felt unfinished, but suddenly thought of the problem of Linggen, his eyes stared at the Taoist priest, trying to see something from his expression, but obviously Yi Heng was disappointed, and the Taoist priest had no expression.

Xu Xianshi didn't speak, and waved his right hand, signaling Yi Heng to step back.

Yi Heng had a bitter face, knowing that there must be no spiritual root, and he suddenly felt that all thoughts were lost.

Staring at the Taoist priest who was slightly closed and pretending to be contemplative, Yi Heng really didn't know if this was a deliberate trick on the Taoist priest to deceive him.

The expressionless and pale face, the slightly frowning brow, really didn't see any taste of immortals, but felt that he was high, completely ignoring everything about Yi Heng.

Yi Heng really wanted to rush up and fight with the Taoist priest, or pick up the stones on the ground and smash him to death, he had seen the small fireball of the immortal cultivator but couldn't, what else could he remember in this world.

But Yi Heng didn't dare, even if he was disappointed in his heart.

The Taoist priest pondered for a long time Yi Heng didn't know, but he felt that the Taoist priest felt as if he had made a decision, his brows opened in an instant, his eyes opened, and he picked up a wild fruit in his right hand and began to eat it.

"Good news, bad news. The Taoist priest said.

Yi Heng didn't dare to answer, but the anticipation in his eyes betrayed his heart.

"The good news is that you have spiritual roots."

The Taoist priest glanced at Yi Heng with his eyes, and focused on eating the wild fruit, as if this wild fruit was more important than this news.

"I, I, I have a spiritual root, then I can learn the little fireball?" Yi Heng said, the sudden news made it hard for him to believe, he almost wanted to shout out, and he didn't even think of asking what the bad news was.

"Yes, you can! But don't you want to hear bad news?"

The Taoist priest said calmly, the wild fruit is slowly decreasing, if Yi Heng pays attention, he will find that there is one less poisonous wild fruit.

"yes, what's the bad news?"

Yi Heng reacted from the surprise, but looking at the look on his face, it seemed that any bad news didn't matter anymore.

Because at this time, Yi Heng found that there were only a few wild fruits left, and there was not a single highly poisonous wild fruit left.

"The bad news is that your spiritual roots are messy, and you don't know if you tell you now, the result is that you won't have much success in cultivating immortals, and it is already the best result to be able to reach me, and the suffering you have to suffer will be ten times that of others, so are you still willing to cultivate immortals?" The Taoist priest didn't seem to feel the poisonous wild fruit, and his tone was still extremely flat.

"I am willing, even if I suffer a hundredfold. Yi Heng said without hesitation.

"Once you enter the world of cultivating immortals, there is no longer a smooth path, how to achieve immortal cultivation does not depend on you to endure hardships, among them, the bloody rain and bloody wind, if you don't pay attention to the scattered soul, the bones are not left is unimaginable, so are you still willing to cultivate immortals?" The Taoist priest's voice was slightly louder, and he seemed to be high.

"I am willing, even if the bloody rain on the fairy road will kill Huangquan in an instant. "Yi Heng has suffered from human suffering, and it is better to see another world than to die in this mortal world.

In Yi Heng's opinion, this is not bad news, the real bad news is that the poisonous wild fruit has been eaten, but the Taoist priest is not poisonous.

"Isn't this wild fruit poisonous?" he thought to himself, perhaps because he had misjudged.

"That's better, now I just need the Taoist priest to accept me and go to the immortal cultivation to learn the little fireball. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of the power of the little fireball, and the scar on his face was ugly.

"Huh?

The Taoist priest suddenly turned slightly pale, his breathing was short, his right hand pointed at Yi Heng, and his eyes were extremely angry.

Seeing this, Yi Heng turned around and ran, but he accidentally fell to the ground, and before he could get up, he heard a sound of "Fireball Technique, Hurry!".

His eyes were desperate and trembling, and he waited for the fireball to hit him and burn him to death, leaving nothing to be left behind.

At this time, Yi Heng seemed to think of his past life and his parents.

"I wonder if I will ever see him again after death?" he suddenly had some hope.

But why hasn't the fireball hit his body yet? After a few breaths, Yi Heng realized that the situation was not right, and turned his head to look.

I saw that the Taoist priest looked at him with a smile, his face was as usual, and he looked like he was poisoned.

"The seven poisonous fruits, birds and beasts do not touch, there is nothing next to the tree, the ripe fruits are green but not bright, mortals die in one bite, this is what you use to deal with me?"

As the Taoist priest spoke, a fireball appeared in the palm of his right hand again, this fireball was much larger than a few days ago, and the fireball that spontaneously ignited out of thin air was silent.

Before Yi Heng could sigh at the power of the immortal cultivator, he collapsed on the ground again.