The talisman in the hand of the courtesy is written Kan Erer, representing the No. 22 bamboo shed of Kan Fang. Kanfang was located due north, diligently identified the direction, and hurriedly walked to a bamboo shed area directly north of the Qingdi Temple. The person in charge of taking care of this area is an old man in a blue shirt, looking at his appearance, he should be over sixty years old, and he is a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining. At his age, it would be very difficult to hit the foundation again, and it is estimated that he also gave up this idea before he came out to do some trivial things for the sect.

The old man inspected the courteous talisman, and while taking him to the No. 22 bamboo shed, he chattered expressionlessly: "According to the rules of the sect, anyone who opens the pulse in the bamboo shed needs to pay three low-level spirit stones in advance, one of which is needed to check the pulse after you open the pulse, but if you can't open the pulse, this spirit stone will not be returned." There are two spirit stones left for you to stay here for six hours, if after six hours, the pulse has not been opened, and you continue to occupy this shed, then according to the rule of one spirit stone every three hours, the spirit stone will be collected. ”

After a quick walk just now, the blood and qi in his body were rippling again, and when he walked, he coughed vigorously, and when he came to the door of the bamboo shed, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood clots. Seeing that the old man looked at him with a surprised face, he diligently took out ten spirit stones from the animal belt and said, "I'll order two and a half days first, and then make up for it." ”

The old man took the spirit stone, a look of ridicule flashed on his face, and he added: "According to the rules of the sect, all the spirit stones received, regardless of whether they are used enough or not, will not be returned. ”

"Got it. He answered impatiently, went into the bamboo shed, closed the door, and in the blink of an eye, a rhythmic snoring sounded inside.

The old man rolled his eyes at the door, then spat on the ground and scolded in a low voice: "There are strange birds every year, especially this year." ”

The Qingdi Temple is the door that is opened in the middle of the hour, and when it is past noon, the sound of chanting comes from the temple door from time to time.

"Chen Shilang, the five elements are missing two, two yang fire, one yang gold, one yin gold, one yang water, and the pulse is open in the middle and lower grades. ”

"Zhao Sheng, the five elements are missing one, one yang gold, one yin gold, one yang wood, one yin fire, one yang water, and the pulse is open. ”

"Liu Changwu failed to open the pulse. ”

"Zhou Xiaomo, failed to open the pulse. ”

"Li Younian, the five elements are complete, one yang wood, one yang gold, one yin wood, one yin soil, one yang water, and the pulse is lower. ”

......

The sound of chanting is like a gentle river, coming slowly, although it is not high and loud, but everyone waiting in front of the temple can hear it clearly.

Those relatives who are waiting for their children also sigh with the sound of singing, or sigh, or have a sad face, or dance with their hands, performing all kinds of situations in the world.

There are also experienced bystanders, with a disdainful look on their faces, according to past experience, the longer the pulse is opened, the more high-grade spiritual roots can often be opened. Now it's just past noon, and it's not yet the average time to open the pulse, at most, it's a mid-to-low-grade spiritual root. The real drama will not be staged until late in the evening, or even late at night.

And the most nervous at this moment are those teenagers who are still waiting in line to enter the Qingdi Temple, they see someone crying and slumping to the ground when they come out of the temple, some sighing, and some smiling bitterly. There is no way, these people who came out first, even if they opened the spiritual root, most of them stopped building the foundation and had no chance with the Great Dao of Immortality.

After another two hours, the sky was approaching dusk, and the Qingdi Temple stopped accepting newcomers into it, and at this time, the frequency of people coming out of the temple gradually accelerated, and the sound of chanting was unheard one after another.

"Yin Gong is ugly, the five elements are missing two, two yin gold, one yang gold, one yang earth, one yin wood, and the pulse is open in the middle and lower grades. ”

Yin Gong's ugly spiritual root was reported, and there was a slight sigh in the crowd, and some experts commented: "It's a pity that this vein has two yin roots in the three gold roots, even if they are replaced with two yang gold and one yin gold, they can be included in the middle grade spiritual root." It's a pity, at most, I will be a servant in the sect, and I don't have to worry about eating and drinking. ”

The problem is that although this old man said that it was a pity, he had a gloating smile on his face, thinking that he was also a person who participated in the opening ceremony, but he didn't even have a pulse.

Yin Gongchou's demeanor was also relaxed, he walked out of the temple gate and turned around under a big tree not far from the temple gate as agreed by everyone in advance, and saw that no one was waiting here, he couldn't help but be a little frustrated, and said to himself: "Grandma's, I haven't come out, is it possible that my spiritual root is the worst?"

Righteous thoughts chattered, and the sound of chanting came from the Qingdi Temple: "Yin Gongzi, the five elements are missing two, three yang soil, one yin gold, one yang wood, and the pulse is open and high-grade." ”

"The boss actually opened a middle and upper spiritual root, which is not worse than his father's!" When Yin Gongchou heard this, he hurriedly ran to the gate of the temple, and saw Yin Gongzi coming out with a long face from a distance.

Yin Gongchou rushed over, hammered a fist on Yin Gongzi's shoulder, and said, "Okay, boss! ”

Yin Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Isn't it the Three Yin Soil?

Yin Gongchou was also stunned when he was asked, and quickly took the animal skin scroll with the spiritual root attribute written on Yin Gongzi's hand, and carefully distinguished it for a long time before he affirmed: "This person's handwriting is sloppy, but it must be Sanyang soil, otherwise I won't give you a middle-class and upper-grade comment." ”

When Yin Gongzi heard this, the clouds cleared, and he pulled Yin Gonggou and said, "I'm starving to death, hurry up and buy something to eat." ”

Yin Gongchou shook him off and said, "You go and buy it yourself, the third sister and the courtesy haven't come out." As he spoke, there was a hint of joy on his face, and the more he opened his vein, the easier it was to open a high-grade spiritual root. He longed for Yin Xiaoxiao and them to stay in it for a night.

But within half an hour, Yin Gongyin also came out, although he came out late, the spiritual root he opened was similar to Yin Gongzi, and it was also a middle-to-upper grade spiritual root, which belonged to the kind of hard work that could touch the threshold of the inner disciple. It's just that his main attribute is two yang gold, one yin gold, plus one yang earth and one yin wood. Generally speaking, the three golds are born together, which is better than Yin Gongzi, but it is not as pure as Yin Gongzi's Sanyang soil, so it also got middle and upper comments.

If it is according to the opinion of those "experts" who look at the excitement, Yin Gongyin is even more regrettable, if he can exchange that yin gold for yang gold, not to mention the inner disciples, it is possible to pass on the true inheritance.

Yin Gongyin usually likes to have a gloomy face, but at this moment he also has a feeling of joy, and when he heard that Yin Gongchou's spiritual root is only a middle and lower grade, his heart is very entangled, he really wants to chant a poem to comfort the second brother, and he sighed for a long time before sighing and saying: "Grandma's, after opening the pulse, I lost all my inspiration for poetry." ”