Zhang Xusheng's perfection is not like a mortal, Zhang Zhiping secretly estimated in his heart that if an immortal cultivator ignores his own path of cultivating immortals and studies with all his might, it should be possible to reach the level of Zhang Xusheng, and if Zhang Xusheng cultivates immortals, he doesn't know what kind of achievements he will achieve. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiping couldn't help but move in his heart and said: "Zhang... Eh, it's awkward for me to call you Zhang Gongzi, let's call you Zhuangyuanlang, have you ever heard of immortal cultivators?"

When Zhang Xusheng heard this, the hand that was shaking the fan paused, and there was a hint of self-deprecation on his perfect face, and he said softly: "I have heard of immortal cultivators, and there have been immortal cultivators who have checked my qualifications, which is very bad, and it is so bad that he has only seen it in his life, rather than stepping on the road of cultivating immortals, it is better to live a life in the mortal world." ”

Zhou Qian, who was on the side, immediately shouted when he heard this: "What kind of ghost immortal cultivator can see, he must be wrong!!

Well, the perfect Zhang Xusheng is finally inferior to himself, Zhang Zhiping hurriedly kept silent, he is not a person who likes to ridicule others to get satisfaction. However, it was a pity to see Zhang Xusheng with such a demeanor, he couldn't help but embark on the road of cultivating immortals. The Zhang family in Jizhou obviously thought so, but they couldn't imagine that Zhang Xusheng, who seemed to be flawless, would be so poor in terms of immortal cultivation qualifications, and invited several immortal cultivators to say so in a row, and the Zhang family could only give up this idea and let Zhang Xusheng be a genius among mortals.

However, Zhang Xusheng was obviously very concerned about this matter, and said to Zhang Zhiping: "Zhang Daochang, you should also be an immortal cultivator." ”

Zhang Zhiping nodded, and Zhang Xusheng continued: "It's better to ask Daochang Zhang to check my qualifications for me, at least let me know how bad my qualifications are." With that, he stretched out his wrist.

Zhang Zhiping looked at this flawless wrist, and secretly compared it in his heart, Meng Lingru's wrist was definitely not as good-looking as Zhang Xusheng's! He put his hand on this perfect wrist and entered a trace of mana, probing Zhang Xusheng's spiritual root.

This was Zhang Zhiping's first thought when he explored Zhang Xusheng's body, and a trace of his mana easily completed Zhang Xusheng's body meridians, and the speed was even smoother than in Zhang Zhiping's own body, this was the mana that he had fortunately worked hard to refine!

Zhang Zhiping did not believe in evil and entered a trace of mana again, and this time the exploration was more detailed, and finally he had to admit that the meridians in Zhang Xusheng's body, including the twelve righteous meridians, the eight strange meridians and even the countless meridians that branched out, could easily withstand the wandering of his mana, and the acupuncture points could naturally absorb mana, comparable to a monk in the middle stage of qi training.

In the end, Zhang Zhiping used his mana to thoroughly probe Zhang Xusheng's body, and a cumbersome and perfect three-dimensional model of the meridians and acupoints appeared in his mind. Zhang Zhiping was a little immersed in it, but soon found that the impression of this model was slowly fading in his mind. Zhang Zhiping was in a hurry, and the five visceral gods in his body suddenly exerted force, and this meridian acupoint model no longer disappeared, and was completely rubbed down by him. At this moment, Zhang Zhiping found that he still had a lot of small meridians and acupoints that had not been conceived, and he couldn't help but immerse himself in them again, and his expression became trance-like.

"Zhang Daochang, Zhang Daochang?" Zhang Xusheng saw that Zhang Zhiping was a little stunned, and couldn't help shouting a few times, and immediately woke up Zhang Zhiping, who was obsessed with this meridian acupoint model. Zhang Zhiping was a little embarrassed, but he still said in amazement: "Zhuang Yuanlang, it's a pity that you don't cultivate immortals in your meridians. After speaking, he re-examined Zhang Xusheng's body.

This time the investigation made Zhang Zhiping frown, because he didn't even find Zhang Xusheng's spiritual root. No, the original immortal cultivator just said that his immortal cultivation qualifications were not good, but he didn't say that he didn't have a spiritual root, just a mortal. Anyway, Zhang Xu's biblical veins are strong and his bearing capacity is high, Zhang Zhiping immediately increased the intensity of mana exploration, and even used the five visceral gods, and finally vaguely felt Zhang Xusheng's spiritual root, but this was inevitably too weak, and he couldn't even tell what spiritual root it was.

Zhang Zhiping thought about it and immediately used the spirit attraction technique. At this time, Zhang Xusheng's spiritual root finally appeared, and Zhang Zhiping took the opportunity to investigate and found that Zhang Xusheng's spiritual root turned out to be the worst spiritual root in the immortal cultivation world, the five spiritual roots.

No, it's even worse than the Five Spirit Roots! Because the Spirit Roots of the Five Spirit Root Cultivators can be easily detected, and Zhang Xusheng's Spirit Roots were hidden again after only a moment, in such a short period of time, the spiritual energy that these Five Spirit Roots can absorb is really too little, no wonder those immortal cultivators will say that Zhang Xusheng's immortal cultivation qualifications are too poor, which is almost no different from a mortal.

Zhang Zhiping couldn't help but feel strange about this situation, it was too uncomfortable for such a good body to meet the qualifications of cultivating immortals. Therefore, Zhang Zhiping used the spirit attraction technique again, and shook out Zhang Xusheng's spiritual root and observed it carefully.

The five elements are mutually reinforcing, Zhang Zhiping doesn't know how the spiritual roots in the bodies of other five spiritual root monks are distributed, but the five spiritual roots in Zhang Xusheng's body are extremely harmonious and mixed together, and under each other's restraint, the spiritual roots are not exposed, and even the absorbed spiritual energy is perfectly hidden. Zhang Zhiping couldn't help but move in his heart, and the five visceral gods operated in unison in this way, and suddenly, the mana in his whole body was also hidden, and there was no trace of it. In the eyes of everyone, it was Zhang Zhiping, who was originally out of the dust, suddenly became ordinary, no longer like a lotus, out of the mud and unstained, independent of the turbid world.

I didn't expect to be able to get such a powerful concealment technique. Zhang Zhiping suddenly felt that Zhang Xusheng's body was not simple, but he was short-sighted and didn't know how to explain this situation, so he could only regretfully tell everyone what he had discovered. Zhang Xusheng, who was originally full of energy, was a little lonely at this moment.

At this time, Zhou Qian on the side felt distressed, and gently took Zhang Xusheng's hand and comforted: "Okay, thief, that little Taoist priest is just a monk who cultivates the Qi Realm, and he is a frog at the bottom of the well, he must not be able to see it! My grandfather is a master of the foundation building period, he loves me the most, after I go back, I will ask him to show you, I will definitely be able to show you, I believe that you must be the best person in the world!"

Zhang Zhiping, who had somehow become a frog at the bottom of the well, almost dropped his jaw when he looked at the soft-voiced little witch, is this still Zhou Qian in his impression? Meng Lingru on the side also looked at Zhou Qian with a smile, and he didn't expect Zhou Qian to find his love so quickly. Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but sweep Zhang Zhiping, her face was slightly red, she didn't know if this was love, but Zhang Zhiping was the only man who was so attracted to her at present.

Zhang Zhiping seemed to feel Meng Lingru's glance, turned his head to look at Meng Lingru, his heart moved, and he said, "Lingru, why don't you also check your immortal cultivation qualifications?"

Meng Lingru blushed and accepted Zhang Zhiping's affectionate title and nodded.

Due to Meng Lingru's physical condition, it was difficult for other immortal cultivators to check her qualifications. However, Zhang Zhiping found that if she increased the input of mana, she could barely use a spiritual attraction technique, so he wanted to check her qualifications. If Meng Lingru's spiritual root is excellent, he may be able to find a solution to his condition after embarking on the path of cultivating immortals.

Zhang Xusheng and Zhou Qian, who were whispering on the side, also immediately became interested, Zhang Zhiping picked up Meng Lingru's wrist and instantly output a large amount of mana, taking advantage of the fact that the mana was not completely devoured, and triggered a spiritual attraction technique, a pure but very weak cyan flashed away, and Zhang Zhiping suddenly seemed to see countless black dots densely spread all over the cyan aura. When the blue light appeared, as if it had been stimulated by something, countless black dots suddenly surged, Zhang Zhiping seemed to hear the sound of breaking the shell, Meng Lingru suddenly screamed in pain at this time, interrupting Zhang Zhiping's mana transmission, and the cyan color was also gone.

Zhou Qian heard Meng Lingru crying out in pain, and hurriedly said: "It's not good, Sister Meng is sick again, why is it so fast this time, it's only been half a month!" After speaking, she hurriedly fed Meng Lingru a Qi Nourishing Pill, but this time it was useless.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiping hurriedly took out the Qi Nourishing Pill that he had just given to Meng Lingru, one after another, and it took ten of them to stabilize Meng Lingru's condition.