The quality of the spiritual root mainly depends on two aspects, one is the spiritual root index, and the other is the spiritual root grade.

The spiritual root index ranges from one to one hundred, and generally speaking, the spiritual root index exceeds ten to have cultivation value. The so-called spiritual root is actually talking about people with a spiritual root index of more than ten, and the so-called mortals are not all without spiritual roots, just because the spiritual root index is too low and has no cultivation value.

The spiritual root grade is divided into four grades: the best, the upper grade, the middle grade, and the lower grade. Judging the grade mainly depends on the color depth and impurity content, the darker the color, the less impurities, and the higher the grade.

The commotion in this test area quickly attracted everyone's attention.

A giant white eagle descended from the sky, carrying a gust of wind that made people unable to open their eyes.

"Li Yan, Wang Wenxing, why is it so noisy?"

The sound was not loud, but it was like a steel needle, piercing the eardrum.

In the test area, it immediately became silent, and the pin drop could be heard.

"Uncle Yu, I have found the best spiritual root monk!"

The Tsing Yi monk who was called Li Yan said.

Brother Tsing Yi is a monk who builds the foundation, and the person he calls his master must be a monk of Jiedan.

Everyone looked at it, and on top of the giant carving, there was an old man with white hair and white beard and white robes. The old man was originally angry, and when he heard Li Yan say the four words of the best spiritual root, he raised his eyebrows.

Wang Wenxing pointed at Luo Fei'er and added: "It's that female cultivator, who cultivates qi at the fifth level, has a superb wood spirit root, and the spirit root index is 70. ”

The best spiritual root, the existence of legends, it is said that the ancient powers, almost all of them are the best spiritual roots.

The old man in white frowned instead, and said coldly, "Your Excellency came to the place where we recruit disciples, what is your purpose?"

A monstrous coercion rushed straight over, Luo Fei'er was caught off guard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Her face was pale and her body was crumbling, but she couldn't move, she was imprisoned there.

He Ping's location was not far from Luo Fei'er, and this scene happened so suddenly that he didn't even react. But seeing that she suddenly vomited blood and couldn't move, He Ping's blood was gushing up, and he didn't think about anything, only one thought: Luo Fei'er is in danger, go and save her!

He Ping roared angrily, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the giant eagle, using his fist as a thorn to hit the old man with his knees crossed.

"The light of fireflies, I also want to compete with the sun and the moon, hum!"

The old man was very disdainful, snorted coldly, waved his palm lightly, snapped ——, like a fly, and slapped He Ping away.

He Ping was in the air, and a bloody arrow had already spewed out.

With a click, he fell on the square and rolled all the way away.

But at this time, Lofeel was free.

"Brother He!"

She exclaimed in surprise and pounced on He Ping, who had fallen to the ground.

The old man stopped moving his hands and did not speak, and looked at He Ping and the others coldly, thoughtfully.

At this moment, a female voice like a silver bell sounded.

"Senior Brother Zhou, this is your fault!"

I don't know when, a pink-clothed girl with a flying sword on her feet and a graceful posture appeared above the square.

The flying sword turned into an arc and fell between He Ping and the old man.

"Teach the juniors a lesson, why not?" the old man snorted coldly, not caring at all.

The girl in pink pointed at Luo Fei'er and said, "This girl is so talented, if she is wronged, can you afford it?"

The old man had already regretted it, he originally thought that it was absolutely impossible for such a talented monk to be a casual cultivator, and he must have been sent by other sects to do wrong. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was wrong, if someone else sent it, why should it be so high-profile? And if there was such a disciple in my own sect, would I be willing to let her take such a risk?

I was really too reckless just now.

Hey, he just thought of this, but when he saw that He Ping had already climbed up, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

That young man was only a third-level qi practitioner, and with a palm he just had, even if he couldn't make the other party unconscious, he would definitely make him unable to move.

But the other party actually got up by himself, although there was blood at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that there was no big problem, this person is so strong!

The woman in pink put away her sword and said with a smile:

"I'm Zhong Lingxiu from Lingxiu Peak of Tianyi Gate, little sister, what's your name?

Zhong Lingxiu looks younger than Fei'er, but it seems a little funny to call Fei'er her little sister, but everyone doesn't dare to think so.

Tianyi Gate has 36 peaks, and there are 36 peak masters. Just listen to the name, you know that this person is actually one of the thirty-six peak masters, and Lingxiu Peak is set up by her, how can it be compared to ordinary peak masters?

"The seniors, the younger Luo Fei'er, used to be from the Zhang family in Lincheng. ”

"Oh! I've heard of the Zhang family in Lincheng. ”

Zhong Lingxiu nodded, turned back to Wang Wenxing, and moved his mouth slightly, but did not make any sound. Wang Wenxing retreated.

Zhong Lingxiu walked towards Luo Fei'er.

He Ping was so nervous that he pulled Luo Fei'er over, protected her behind him, clenched his fists, and stared at Zhong Lingxiu without flinching.

If the other party makes a move, they have no power to fight back, but so what? How can the husband be happy in life, and why should he be afraid of death? At this moment, there is no way to retreat, only life and death.