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"Han Yuan, loose cultivation. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmm, Han Yuan?" Hearing this name, the face of the Xuanyou Sect disciple who was originally leaning on the chair to register his name changed, and he collected his previous carelessness, and then wrote the word 'Han' on the paper as if unintentionally: "It's actually the family?"

Han Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't dare, it's cold cold." ”

"Oh, cold cold. It's a pity, I thought it was the Han of our Yushu Han family!" The disciple sneered, raised his pen and redrew the previous word 'Han', then re-wrote the word Han Yuan, and stretched out his hand to the right: "Oh, go to Senior Brother Ma over there to test your qualifications." ”

Han Yuan didn't say anything, and left obediently. It's just that he has a vague bad premonition in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the disciple in charge of reviewing the name at this assessment point turned out to be a disciple of the Han family, and looking at his previous temptation, he must have recognized himself. What he and the Han family have formed is a mortal enmity, and this time he wants to pass the audit and worship the Xuanyou Sect, but I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Seeing Han Yuan coming, the disciple surnamed Ma, who was in charge of testing his qualifications, casually put away the transmission note in his hand and showed a little smile: "Can you see this spiritual measuring platform? Just take a drop of blood from the middle finger of your right hand and put it on." ”

Han Yuan bit his middle finger and dripped a drop of blood. Strange to say, as soon as this Yin/red blood fell on the spirit measuring platform, it disappeared without a trace in an instant, and not even a trace of blood was left. Han Yuan waited for a while, but the spirit measuring platform did not change in the slightest, it was still the same clean white jade as before. Rao is he has always been calm, and his face can't help but change at this moment.

"Oh, isn't there no spiritual power?" The disciple surnamed Ma hadn't said anything yet, he flipped his wrist and took out a brand-new low-grade spirit stone, replacing the already dim spirit stone on the side of the spirit measuring platform: "This fellow Daoist, you come again." ”

Han Yuan dropped another drop of blood, but the results were still disappointing, and the Soul Detector did not change in the slightest after absorbing his blood. This also invisibly announced his death sentence - there is no spiritual root!

The disciple surnamed Ma had a smile on his face, but he still had to pretend to sigh a few words in his mouth, and make a look of pity: "Oh, it's really a creation and a trick, it seems that this Taoist friend really has no fate to enter my Xuanyou Sect! It's a pity that this ten-layer Qi cultivation is a good cultivation!" Hearing his words, there were already young people in the audience who couldn't hold back and coaxed in a low voice, urging Han Yuan to go down as soon as possible and replace the next person to come up for the test.

"Yes, if you don't have a spiritual root, you don't have a spiritual root, and an inferior person is an inferior person! Even if you are lucky enough to get a few chances, it's just a lowly ant, and you still try to get involved in the path of cultivating true immortality, and you don't even look at what kind of person you are!

There was a high-spirited scolding sound on the side, it was the Han family disciple who had registered Han Yuan's name before, he seemed to have changed classes with other disciples, and he specially came over to see Han Yuan's test. At this moment, his face was full of ridicule, and he even had something to say, alluding to Han Yuan's previous identity as a medicine slave, and looking at Han Yuan's eyes was like looking at a dying person.

Originally, even if a person was tested without a spiritual root, he could not be so wantonly humiliated. After all, people came to test in order to worship the Xuanyou Sect, and it was a reverence and yearning for the Xuanyou Sect. Even if there is no spiritual root, the Xuanyou Sect, as the leader of the demon path in this Guangping Mansion, cannot humiliate others, otherwise he will not only lose the bearing of the great sect, but also lose the hearts of the people.

But everyone gradually saw that the two people in front of them obviously had an enmity, which was another matter. Although this matter does not conform to the law of the Xuanyou Sect, one is an official disciple of the Xuanyou Sect's Qi Cultivation Great Perfection, and the other is a ten-layer loose cultivation of Qi cultivation without a sect and no sect, so it is naturally clear who to help. Yes, this Han family disciple made sarcastic remarks, and the people on the side not only did not stop it, but also watched the play happily.

Looking at the smug expressions of the Han family's children in front of him, Han Yuan's heart was full of murder!

If he only had doubts in his heart before, he was completely sure at this moment, it wasn't that he didn't have a spiritual root, it was definitely the guy in front of him who was making trouble behind his back!

Now leave and go to the other seven assessment points? As soon as this idea came out, it was immediately dispelled by Han Yuan. There is no other reason, since this Han family disciple can control his assessment so unscrupulously, there is definitely a way for him to continue to test a soulless root at other assessment points.

What's more, why do you have to let him put up with it?

He had endured it too many times! Because of his lack of strength, he couldn't kill Han Hui with his own hands, so he could only flee all the way and be in fear all day. The death of Han Qishun, who made the Han family's flesh extremely painful, was not killed by him himself, but was whipped and killed by the angry An Bo on the line of life and death!

His counterattack is far from being able to kill his hatred for the Han family!

What's more, he has no other choice now. Leaving at this moment, with his identity already exposed, Han Yuan was sure that he would never survive the next day. After all, this is a big day every five years, and the Han family must have a strong man in the foundation building period to escort the young children of the family to Xuanyou City to participate in the assessment, and he is not so lucky to meet An Xueyi again.

Although it is said that it is not allowed to do anything in Xuanyou City, but that means that you are not allowed to fight on the streets, as for an assassination and sneak attack in private?

Han Yuan naturally understood how strange the cultivator's methods were, and he couldn't prevent it. Just talking about his own inheritance of poisonous skills, it is extremely simple to secretly take a person's life. In terms of the means of the foundation building period, it is even easier to kill him silently.

Therefore, he can't retreat, and he has no way out! The only way now is to ......

Han Yuan looked at him, his face was so calm that it was not him who was insulted: "Dare to ask this Han Daoyou, how many years has he been practicing now?"

The children of the Han family were stunned for a moment, but still answered his question: "I am a child of the Han family in Yushu, and I have been polishing my muscles and bones with medicine since I was a child, how can you imagine? I cultivated at the age of ten, and now at the age of twenty, I have completed my Qi training, and I will be promoted to build a foundation in the near future!"

There was a small exclamation from the people below. The twenty-year-old Qi cultivation is complete, which is of course not worth mentioning compared to the carefully cultivated disciples in the Xuanyou Sect, but it is also a fairly fast cultivation speed outside. This is also normal, the Xuanyou Sect opened the mountain gate, and the disciples sent out were of course those with great potential in the outer gate, so they couldn't just call a crooked melon and cracked jujube out.

Han Yuan nodded, and said in a calm tone: "I also started cultivating at the age of ten, and I don't have any resources, so I can't use it when I get a pack of Qi Gathering Powder every month. Now I'm fifteen years old, and I'm practicing ten layers of qi. ”

The word 'Ten Layers' fell, and Han Yuan's left fist carried an incomparable momentum, making a thunderous sound in the air, and it was actually a direct attack!

The Han family disciple didn't expect Han Yuan's appearance at all, and he was blindsided on the spot, and then reacted and released a protective spirit shield technique for himself. Unexpectedly, Han Yuan's left fist hit the spirit shield, and it didn't have any strength, just a false move. At the same time, a long black whip appeared in his right hand at some point, and it was volleyed at this Han family disciple!

The faces of the children of the Han family have changed greatly!

He tried to pull back and defend again, but it was too late. Han Yuan's whip 'thunderbolt' had drained almost half of the spiritual power in his body, in order to kill him with one blow, how could he be allowed to escape so easily? How could the spirit shield that was urgently cast compete with the 'thunderbolt' that was as fast as the thunderbolt of the Nine Heavens? The moment the whip shadow descended, the seemingly indestructible spirit shield shattered and completely dissipated into the air.

A whistling of a long whip rang out in the air!

The Han family disciple screamed miserably, and was actually torn off his lumbar vertebrae under this blow, and flew upside down two or three meters away. Han Yuan's body shook slightly, and his left foot stepped firmly on his chest.

For a moment, everyone on and off the stage was dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe their eyes--that was a disciple of the Xuanyou Sect! He was only one step away from building a foundation! How could he be so easily whipped and trampled on the soles of his feet by this kid who had only cultivated his qi at the tenth level?

More importantly, how dare he? How dare he launch an attack in front of many Xuanyou Sect disciples? This is not to trample that Han family disciple on the soles of his feet, this is to trample on the face of the Xuanyou Sect on the soles of his feet!

Ignoring the frightened and angry gazes of the people around him, Han Yuan said to himself, "I'm really strange. You come from a better background than me, have more resources than me, are older than me, and have a higher cultivation level than me, so why--why are you weaker than me? Why do you still claim to be noble and extraordinary? Why can a garbage like you have a spiritual root, but I don't? Why does the Xuanyou Sect accept a waste like you, but it can't accept me?"

"Just because you are a child of the Han family?or, because I killed your Han family?!"

Han Yuan's words were louder and louder, until the last sentence, almost roared out.

For a moment, there was silence!

There was a loose cultivator in the audience who shouted in a low voice. After all, these helpless casual cultivators are usually not less angry with the children of those sect families. At this moment, Han Yuan trampled the Han family disciple under his feet, and exposed the inside story of the matter nakedly, which was really refreshing.

However, he was happy, but many Xuanyou Sect disciples on the stage were furious. Seeing that his fellow disciples were trampled underfoot, he wailed weakly, and he simply slapped them in the face in public. Led by the disciples surnamed Nama, the disciples of the Xuanyou Sect were full of anger, and even a few disciples of the Foundation Building Period who were sitting and chatting on the side also stood up and tried to catch Han Yuan with great momentum.

The disciple surnamed Ma shouted angrily at the trembling crowd in the audience: "Who called it just now!

"I called it!"

With a clear and coquettish sound, Shu Ran, who was wearing a white dress, walked out slowly, with a pair of bright eyes faintly full of anger.