Before the faint aura of heavenly thunder dissipated, Mo Yifeng turned to Gan Ping and asked in a deep voice. Fang Cai Mo Yifeng slashed the southern Xinjiang fierce demon in a few rounds with a single sword, and the heroic and domineering body has been fully seen by Gan Ping, not to mention that he broke through the air calamity with his body and sword, and turned the heavenly tribulation that everyone feared into invisibility while talking and laughing, and Gan Ping also sighed secretly for his cultivation. But this can't be used as a capital to persecute yourself, even if you are a master of the Yuan Shen? Even if you are now the number one sword cultivator in the door? Even if you are a living immortal, you can't force others to be your apprentices, maybe someone will see your advanced cultivation, and will cry and shout and beg to worship you as a teacher, but that is definitely not me Ganping!

Resisting the faint coercion from Mo Yongfeng, Gan Ping tried his best to straighten his body, and replied in a loud voice that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Uncle Mo, Gan Ping has already worshipped Teacher Wuyunzi as a teacher, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Although the voice was not extremely loud, it was unequivocal, and a slightly immature voice echoed in the silent square. I don't know how many envious and jealous eyes looked at Gan Ping, what did this kid go, and he was actually admitted to the door by the two heads of the sect, but he hated why he didn't have the same chance as this kid. It's ridiculous that these people only saw the scenery of Ganping, but they didn't notice the sweat and hard work left by Ganping on weekdays.

After saying that, Gan Ping raised his head, endured the discomfort in his eyes, and stepped onto Mo Yifeng, who was overflowing with sword energy. That Mo Yongfeng stared at the little disciple in front of him, a black miscellaneous robe had not yet been taken off, but he couldn't hide his arrogance, Gan Ping also pinched a sweat in his heart at this time, this Mo Yongfeng in front of him was strong and domineering, and he didn't know what kind of heart he was, if he annoyed him, maybe he would have to suffer today, but he could only hate his cheap master Wuyun who was indifferent on the side, looking at himself with a smile, which made Gan Ping feel a little annoyed in his heart.

Mo Yongfeng stared straight at Gan Ping, and suddenly smiled: "That's it, that's it, the twisted melon is not sweet." He turned around and bowed to Wuyunzi and said: "Congratulations to Senior Brother for accepting this good apprentice, and his sincerity is extraordinary, and he will become a great weapon one day." He smiled, the embarrassing atmosphere of tension in the field was immediately relieved, and immediately someone came out to play the round, and the angerless real person ordered the sect examination to continue, and then led everyone back to the Tonshan Palace, and after sitting down again, he only listened to Mo Yongfeng and said: "Senior brother, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, and we cultivators don't pay attention to any auspicious days of the zodiac, so if you are all here, let Gan Ping apprentice, right?"

Hearing his words, all the elders in the hall were a little surprised, what kind of medicine is sold in this Mo Yifeng gourd? Fang just wants to fight with that boundless son for this disciple, and now he proposes to let him worship under the boundless son, could it be that after proving the original god, even his temperament has changed greatly? Everyone looked at Wuyunzi one after another, to see how he said, Wuyunzi raised his two white eyebrows and said: "It's okay, if the head of the sect agrees, please invite all the senior brothers present to watch the ceremony, and I will officially accept this Gan Ping as a personal disciple today." ”

Gan Ping was overjoyed, looked at the angerless real person above the main hall, and saw that everyone's eyes were looking at his angerless real person and smiled: "This is not indispensable, but this Gan Ping is only a registered disciple at the moment, but this ancestral precept cannot be violated." Xuan Qin, go and get the spirit detector. A boy next to him should claim yes, turned around and walked to the apse, "I just passed by the Blood Demon Ancestor, but this business has been delayed, whether this Gan Ping is the body of the fire spirit, we will know later." Everyone in the hall said yes, but they didn't think so, what kind of people are in this hall, how can the brilliance of the Tongyuan stone be wrong, this test is just a way to go, look at this posture Even if Gan Ping is not the body of the fire spirit, the boundless son will definitely take it under the door.

Everyone couldn't help but look back at the little disciple in the hall, half a year of cultivation reached the middle level of qi refining, this kind of qualification is arrogant even if it is not an innate spirit body, anyone who sees such a self-controlled disciple will rush to include the disciple, not to mention that this disciple has such a pure heart, he knows etiquette and etiquette at a young age, even if Mo Yifeng is so intimidated, he has not changed his original intention, and he has changed to other disciples, this kind of heart can be regarded as first-class. Sometimes it is not necessary to pick a disciple with superior qualifications, this qualification and understanding can be changed the day after tomorrow, but this heart is innate, if you try your best to teach a white-eyed wolf, it really makes people want to cry without tears.

After a short while, the boy Xuanqin brought a small tray from the apse, covered with red cloth, and Gan Ping looked at it from afar, seeing that the shape was vaguely an obelisk thing, thinking that it was the spiritual detector that was passed down by word of mouth in the door. The boy held the tray in front of Gan Ping, took off the red cloth, and sure enough, a five-pointed exquisite pagoda about a foot high was displayed in front of Gan Ping. "Ping'er, put your hand close to the bottom of the spirit tester, just like you used the Tongyuan Stone just now. ”

Gan Ping looked at the boundless man who spoke, stretched out his hand and put his palm on the bottom of this exquisite pagoda, and instantly felt a faint absorbing force coming, his heart moved slightly, and slowly input the true yuan mana that had just recovered some of it into it. Gan Ping counted just now, this pagoda has a total of seven layers, each layer has five beads on each corner, crystal clear and shiny. With the slow input of Gan Ping's internal force, from the point of the pentagonal exquisite tower, it began to emit a faint red light, this red light was not the color of the blood cloud in the sky, everyone knew that this was the luster emitted by the fire attribute spiritual power. Slowly, the pearl at the bottom of the Linglong Pagoda turned red, and gradually it was another, and in a short time, the bottom of the entire Linglong Pagoda was full of the pure and flame color, reflecting the surprised look of the little Taoist boy next to him.

This spiritual detector is a total of five corners, it is the genus of the five elements, if someone has all the five elements, the color of the spiritual power that is entered into it must be mixed, but if the body is biased towards a certain attribute, then most of the light that this attribute should be shown, although everyone in the hall has already identified the body of Gan Ping's fire spirit, but when they see this scene, they can't help but admire the arrival of the boundless transport, this old man has practiced for hundreds of years and has not accepted a disciple, and today he has found such a good disciple, compared with his own love disciples can be dwarfed。

With the input of Gan Ping's mana, the red light is still climbing upward, everyone in the hall is holding their breath, staring at the rising light, this spiritual detector can not only detect the spiritual power attributes of the disciples, but also test the purity of the spiritual power, from the high to the bottom is divided into one to seven grades, the higher the quality of the spiritual power, then the faster the entry in the future. Looking at the red light of the three-story pagoda below that had broken through, everyone was not surprised, if the innate spirit body couldn't even reach the five-grade spiritual power, no one would believe it, now they just wanted to know, is this disciple's spiritual power a third-grade, or a second-grade, or, which one?

A huge question mark filled the minds of the elders, that Mo Yifeng's cultivation was only a second-grade lower level of spiritual power back then, and now in addition to those elders who could not retreat, the highest spiritual power quality test was the angerless real person sitting above the main hall, he also watched with a smile as the red light climbed upward, the purity of this spiritual power does not lie in how much, but in what kind of attribute the soul is born with, if it is consistent with its own attributes, the quality is naturally high, if the body of the fire spirit has the soul of the water genus, it is equivalent to the soul of a woman living in the body of a man, not to mention cultivation, even if it is a lifespan, I am afraid that it will not be long。 Fortunately, there are very few such people, at least none of those present have seen it.

If you want to see how well the flame will burn, you only need to look at the quality of the firewood, so everyone wants to see the purity of Gan Ping's spiritual power. The red light broke through the third layer all the way, and was methodically heading towards the second layer, and everyone took a breath of cool air, it seems that this son is at least the qualification of the second grade of the first level, perhaps, can it go further?

Gan Ping didn't pay attention to the reaction of everyone in the hall, his eyes were slightly closed, and he felt a burst of suction coming from the palm of his hand, and the power of his divine soul continued to enter it with the true element, and there was a faint part of it that returned, and returned to himself again, after this back and forth consumption, the power of the divine soul was not exhausted, but had a tendency to increase, he felt that his divine soul was like soaking in warm water, warm and comfortable, and couldn't help but speed up the transmission speed of the true element. It is not surprising that Gan Ping has such a feeling, the power of the new disciple's divine soul is low, how could this Miao Chengzong do something to allow him to damage his divine consciousness in order to detect the disciple, so this spiritual tester is added to the extremely precious three-life stone when refining, this three-life stone is extremely warm and nourishing the divine soul, and it is the only magic weapon for cultivating the power of the divine soul.

No one would have thought that this disciple who had just started would have such a powerful divine soul power? Right now, Gan Ping's divine soul was gradually growing under the warmth of this three-life stone, and the stones in it were slowly melting and shrinking. It's just that everyone pays attention to the dazzling red light, and no one notices it. The red light has already climbed to the second layer of the pagoda, affecting everyone's minds to continue to climb upward, a few elders in the hall have been surprised to close their mouths, even the original old god in the boundless place is a little unable to sit still, originally he only thought that Gan Ping was just a disciple with excellent qualifications and understanding, but he didn't expect to bring surprises to himself several times today, first the body of the fire spirit, now this spiritual power qualification has exceeded the second grade, faintly there is a posture to march towards the first product, which makes the boundless son happy and a little worried.

Mo Yifeng on the side already had a fiery look in his eyes, and the light that represented the quality of Gan Ping's spiritual power was still climbing upward, and finally climbed to the fixed point in the eyes of Xiaodao Tong Xuanqin on the side, and in an instant, at the top of the pentagonal exquisite tower, the incomparably round spirit bead exuded a fiery red luster. Everyone in the hall exclaimed in unison, "Extreme Yang Spirit!!!"