Dao Jing's evaluation of Hua Luo is like this, no wonder he thinks like this, Hua Luo's age just looks at his face, he knows that he is over twenty years old.

Regardless of whether there is a spiritual root or not, a person's plastic period is between three and eighteen years old, which is half a pound, which is actually a bit older.

But his spiritual roots are pure, just like Qu Yi'er just now, there is no trace of magazines in the clear, as long as he is cultivated properly, he will be a strong man in the future.

Now the number of young generations in the major immortal sects has decreased sharply, there are very few talented people, and many peerless spells are facing the dilemma of no one inheriting.

This is also the reason why the sect holds conferences in some cities every year to test the spiritual root.

Finding potential malleable talent is crucial and urgent.

It's just that the probability of capturing disciples by casting a wide net is not very high, and the scene of encountering three pure spirit roots at a time like today is unique, maybe it's really pitiful......

As soon as the test was over, Warlock didn't follow the crowd away, he wanted to ask someone to ask how to test the second level.

I've heard that the first level is not available, and I can find a way to test other aspects.

As a result, Lu Jin stopped him with Du Changwei.

"Brother Luo, don't go, I'll take you to the sect!" Lu Jinban stopped Hua Luo and was about to pull him to the tent.

Hua Luo was unclear by what he said, and asked suspiciously, "Which sect to go to?"

"I just asked the Wuhua Sword Sect, and they agreed to accept you as a beginner!"

After hearing this, Hua Luo felt incredible, his talent level, the immortal masters in the audience were obvious to all, and now he suddenly wanted to pull himself into the door.

Du Changwei saw Hua Luo's doubts, and stepped forward to explain, "I, a newcomer Senior Brother Lu, specially asked Senior Uncle, and when Uncle Lu saw that you were stupid, it was not bad, so he decided to let you enter my Wuhua Sword Sect, and then go with me to see Uncle Jing." ”

This Du Changwei Hua Luo knows, I saw him in the restaurant that day, he speaks frivolously, but his nature is not bad, but Hua Luo doesn't know what the intentions of the person named Uncle Jing are, what are he going to do with this miscellaneous spiritual root?

I couldn't think of a reason, seeing that Lu Jin was half excited, it was better to go over and have a look, it was better than jumping around by yourself.

Several people arrived at the tent together, and just happened to meet Yin Changfeng who came out, Yin Changfeng stopped Lu Jin and a half, and said in a harmonious voice, "Senior Brother Lu, I heard that Ling Zun is unwell, I happen to have some healing and suspicious pills, Uncle Shi asked me to take a look, can Senior Brother lead the way." ”

Lu Jinban was surprised and delighted when he heard that he was going to help his old father treat his illness, but he couldn't ignore Hua Luo, and he hesitated a little.

Changfeng saw it in his eyes and opened his mouth to reassure him, "Don't worry, Senior Uncle Jing is in the tent, and Senior Brother Changwei will stay here." ”

Hua Luo heard a different tone, and he knew that things were far from being as simple as he imagined, and he was afraid that it would affect him.

Since it was Lu Jin who fought for him, why bother, to appease himself, and let Lu Jin half rest assured, Hua Luo walked into the tent alone.

The old man in the robe was sitting cross-legged on the futon, calm and relaxed, his eyes closed, and even Hua Luo's arrival could not disturb him.

"Disciple, thank you, Uncle Jing!" Hua Luo bowed as he learned from others.

Old man Dao Jing still didn't open his eyes, just waved his hand and said slowly, "You don't have to thank me, this is what I should do......!"

"You have a wide range of qualifications, and you have passed the best cultivation years, my Wuhua Sword Sect has never raised ordinary people!"

Sure enough, this bad old man took a turn of one hundred and eighty degrees, but on the whole, he was able to let himself enter the sect, which was certain, and Hua Luo was satisfied.

Old man Dao Jing paused and changed the subject, "What's your name?"

"The disciple's name is Luo Hua!"

"You're lying!"

Dao Jing immediately debunked the lie of Hua Luo's kana, but he didn't go deeper, but changed the subject again.

"It's okay to join my Sword Sect, but you can only be a miscellaneous disciple of the outer gate, if you have that luck, over time, you can also become a deacon of the outer gate...... Would you like to?"

Hua Luo was first horrified that this white-bearded old man had seen through his use of a pseudonym, but he didn't expect that this bad old man had just arranged a miscellaneous disciple from the outer sect for himself.

If he could only be a handyman, of course Hua Luo wouldn't do it, Dao Jing knew it when he saw his micro-expression, and asked casually, "Do you think the old man can kill you?"

After listening, Hua Luo suddenly felt that his whole body was cold and swishing, even the air in the tent began to be cold, and the Zhenyuan Xiaoyu was running quickly, resisting the chilling feeling of depression outside the body.

This old man didn't use his strength to suppress himself, but just a word, he felt that he had fallen into an ice hole, which was too strong.

Dao Jing only let out his breath for a moment, and then withdrew it, and then opened his bright eyes that did not match his age.

His eyes were like torches, and he seemed to be able to see the essence under Hua Luo's clothes.

"I'm not going to kill you, you're so stupid, you're outcast, and one day you'll be harmed by others. ”

"And you also made Song Qianyi of the Green Soul Ridge lose face, he wants to kill you, we won't stop it, and we can't stop it!"

After listening to this, Hua Luo finally knew what the old man meant, and hurriedly knelt down, it turned out that the old man had saved his life.

It is indeed that he is overconfident, at first he felt that the sect was easier to enter, and on the other hand, he also looked down on the belly of these immortal masters.

If the immortal master wants to kill him, it is not simple? just releasing his breath makes it difficult for him to breathe, and he is like entering an ice cave.

Isn't killing a person just a stomping of the foot?

"The disciple is willing to be an outer door handyman!"

I don't have time to pick and choose fat and thin, if I can't enter the sect, it is estimated that I will be a hard corpse tonight, what else to talk about as a road?

"It's good if you want to, it's easy to enter my Sword Sect, but the old man has one condition......" Dao Jing's eyes showed a hint of cunning, "Can you sever any contact with Lu Jinban in the future?"

"Can the disciple ask why?" Of course, Hua Luo can do it without contacting Lu Jinban, but this fat man is very righteous, he didn't help him much at the beginning, and now he comes to help him intercede, if he makes a fortune one day...... Forget it, with other people's talents, how can you use yourself.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. Although Dao Jing felt that Hua Luo had no potential, he didn't drag his feet in doing things, and he wasn't stupid, so he also warned him.

"Because you don't have a spiritual root, in this life, you can only live a dull life, and the person with the spiritual root, the immortal path is open, and the future creation is by no means lower than us old guys, so you and him are not people of the same world at all. If you have fellowship with him, it will inevitably affect his state of mind in pursuit of the supreme path of desirelessness and desirelessness. ”

"Got it?"

"Disciple understands!"

"Let's go down......"

Hua Luo withdrew from the tent in response, what the old man said was better than singing, I was afraid that his mental skills would be wrong, which would affect Lu Jinban's good future?

Du Changwei outside was waiting, and after seeing Hua Luo, he took out a finger-thick jade slip.

"With this item, it is convenient for me to find you, we will leave Dingcheng in two days at most, please prepare in advance." ”

After explaining the matter, Du Changwei entered the tent, and as for what Hua Luo needed to do next, there was no indication at all.

He was stained with someone else's light, Hua Luo laughed at himself, put away the jade slip, and prepared to go home.

Qu Qingsong and Lu Zhenzhang were still waiting anxiously at the door, at this time it was already the hour when the sun was falling into the clouds, and when they saw Hua Luo coming out alone, they hurriedly surrounded them.

"Little friend~". "Eun Gong~"

Hua Luo perked up a little, saw the two fathers, and congratulated them with fists.

"Congratulations to the two of you, Lu Jin is half a talented person, and he was accepted as an inner disciple by the Wuhua Sword Sect of Heqi Mountain. ”

"Qu Yi'er is even more talented and intelligent, and let an immortal sect named "Hundred Butterfly Valley accept him as a disciple!"

It's really embarrassing for Hua Luo to think of words to praise others.

Hearing that their children were all talented and were caught by those immortal masters, Qu Qingsong and Lu Zhenzhang were naturally surprised.

I was thinking about whether to set up a few tables for a banquet and celebrate, but I saw Hua Luo down.

"Little friend, ...... you are"

"It's okay, I've been chosen, I'll leave in two days. After saying that, Hua Luo nodded to the two and strolled away from the periphery of the square.

The two fathers have not yet been able to ask when their baby will return......

At night, Hua Luo in the room couldn't enter the cultivation state for a long time, looking at his hands in a daze.

The conversations during the day, the attitudes of others towards him, and the evaluations, Hua Luo felt that in addition to being quite miserable, he was unexpectedly angry.

Just like Song Qianyi's sentence, under the whole world, strength is respected, this sentence is common everywhere, just like those immortal masters, wherever they go, they will be respected by others.

In the future, there are many disciples they will teach, such as Qu Yi'er and Lu Jinban, who are born with strong potential, and if they want to get close to them, they will undoubtedly need more strength.

It's just that before that, there is an insurmountable gap of its own, talent!

The spiritual root determines the potential, and if you don't have the spiritual root, you have no potential, let alone talent.

But is it really as they said, if there is no spiritual root, where does the strength of his first glimpse come from, and the changes in his body are visible to the naked eye.

Hua Luo fell into deep thought.

"Knock knock~" There was a knock on the door.

"Brother Xiaoluo, it's me, Qu Yi'er!"

Hua Luo opened the door, she had seen it in the tent this afternoon, and she had heard what others had said about Hua Luo, but she didn't have to help.

"Brother Xiaoluo, Sister Caidie wants to see you!"

"Caidie?" Do you know this person, saying that this name is really earthy, but there is a figure in my mind that is gradually equated with this name.

"It's the sister who wants to accept me as a disciple at noon!"

It's her? It's the same as she thinks, but what she wants to see herself, Hua Luo can't think of, and she won't let him run to the square in the middle of the night.

"Where's her now?"

"It's in Yi'er's room......"