Chapter 12 Yan Xiaopang, who is good at pretending

Not only are those who follow the medicine boy constantly sycophant, but other people who are waiting for the test are also talking about it, and they are even more afraid of the Liang brothers.

Xia Yu and Yan Qianjun naturally heard the conversation between Liang Shijie and others, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw depression and worry in each other's eyes.

"Haha, the medium-grade Lei Linggen is still so-so, I'm going to see what Linggen some people can measure next!" Liang Shijie responded to the entourage medicine boy, and at the same time squinted at the location of Xia Yu and Yan Qianjun, full of provocation.

As if he was afraid that others would not know his medium-grade Lei Linggen, Liang Shijie emphasized it again, which made Xia and Yan's hearts even more blocked.

When Liang Shijie showed enough, the black-clothed deacon continued to order people to enter the temple for testing.

The team moved forward slowly, and almost two or three of the ten white-clothed medicine boys who had been tested had spiritual roots, but most of them were only low-grade spiritual roots, and only a few of them were medium-grade spiritual roots.

A few joys and a few sorrows!

Most of these medicine children are also related to the immortal cultivators of the Danxiao Sect, and there is only this probability that the spiritual root can be measured, which is still the most basic link, which shows that it is not easy to practice and the avenue is difficult.

As more and more people without spiritual roots were tested, Husserey's mood was a little better, but the atmosphere in the team was even more dull and tense.

may be a little unbearable to this oppressive atmosphere, in this soft morning light, thin beads of sweat secreted from Yan Qianjun's chubby round face, and the fleshy little hands kept swinging and fanning, but it didn't have any effect.

Even so, he pretended to be relaxed and said to Xia Yu: "Brother Xia, don't worry too much, cultivating immortals is just like that, saying that it is cultivating immortals, but I haven't heard of anyone who has really become an immortal in these tens of thousands of years! My family has thousands of fertile fields, and there are groups of slaves, and I am very comfortable going back to be a rich man!"

Xia Yu couldn't help but laugh secretly, this little fat man was obviously nervous to death, and he pretended to be light-hearted, just to dispel the apprehension and uneasiness in his heart.

Knowing that this was the case, Xia Yu naturally wouldn't expose him, lest he be embarrassed and increase the pressure, so he also echoed: "You're right, if my brother and I can't measure the spiritual root, I'll also mix it up with you, and I hope you will enjoy a bowl of rice when the time comes!"

Hearing this, Yan Qianjun was really relaxed now, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is not to say, the dragon and phoenix among our brothers and people, return to the mortal world that is designated to stir up the wind and clouds in all directions, and the wind and water are rising." ”

At this critical juncture of deciding their fate, the two laughed and laughed, only to feel more close and closer.

"Next!" the black-clad deacon's voice was close to his ears.

Yan Qianjun turned his head to look ahead, only to find that unconsciously, the team in front of him was empty, and it was his turn next!

His expression froze, and the whole person became serious and serious, and at this moment his heart was empty, but he didn't feel nervous.

"Good luck!" Xia Yu patted the little fat man's thick shoulder.

Yan Qianjun turned his head and nodded, and strode towards the gate of the test hall.

Like most people, after a cup of tea, the figure of the little fat man reappeared at the gate.

"How is it, how is the test?" Xia Yu hurriedly greeted Yan Qianjun.

The little fat man drooped a pair of fleshy ears and seemed to be a little depressed and walked down the steps.

Xia Yu's heart tightened, didn't this little fat man test the spiritual root, and really wanted to go back to the mortal world to have a group of wives and concubines?

Liang Shijie had been watching from the side, waiting for the test results of Xia Yu and the others, and when he saw Yan Qianjun's dejected appearance, he was overjoyed, and sneered: "Yan Fatty, did you not test the spiritual root, or did you test the lower grade spiritual root, look at your fat brain, let's go home and continue to be a pig!"

Yan Qianjun rarely did not directly hit back at Liang Shijie this time, but raised his hand and pretended to wipe away his tears, and said to Xia Yu in frustration: "Brother Xia, don't mention it, brother, I thought I could measure a peerless spiritual root, but I didn't expect it to be a top-grade earth spiritual root, what a pity!"

The little fat man pretended not to care, but the surprise and excitement in the little eyes couldn't be hidden at this time, and it overflowed to the little fat face, and he smiled like a flower.

"Hey, the top-grade spiritual root is average, it's only a little better than some people's medium-grade spiritual root, why isn't it the best spiritual root?"

When Liang Shijie heard this, his little white face suddenly turned the color of pork liver.

This is clearly a deliberate slap in the face, a naked slap in the face!

It turned out to be a top-grade spiritual root, the highest-grade spiritual root that has been tested so far today! Just like that, this little fat man still had a look of regret and pity, and everyone in the audience despised it in their hearts: "You can really pretend!"

Xia Yu was also speechless, this little fat man still had the heart to pretend to be b at this tense moment, he was really convinced. But this b pretended to be really good, even he was worried, it turned out that this thing knew that Liang Shijie was watching the play on the side, so he deliberately pretended to be like this, waiting for the surname Liang to drill into the sleeve.

I have to say that this Yan Qianjun is fat but careful, with a sharp mouth, and a careful stomach, this teammate is godly enough, not bad!

Xia Yu was very happy for him in his heart, the calm power of the soil lord added to everything, and the earth spirit root matched his name and figure quite well, a thousand pounds, a fat body, but it was extremely calm!

"Hmph, what about the top-grade earth spirit root, the earth nature exercise pays attention to defense, even if you practice it with rough skin and thick flesh, it is like a turtle shrinking up to defend. Haha, it's so funny to think of a fat, fleshy turtle struggling to defend itself!"

Liang Shijie knew that he had been tricked, came to his senses, became angry, and began to fight back.

"Cut, is the medium-grade Lei Linggen very powerful, be careful if you do too many bad things, and you will be killed by thunder if you don't practice the exercises!" Yan Qianjun sneered.

"Next!" the black-clothed deacon nodded loudly, interrupting the argument between Liang and Cheng.

Finally it was Xia Yu's turn, he took a deep breath, walked up the steps, and came to the black-clothed deacon.

"What's your name, hurry up and take out the identity token and spirit stone!" I don't know if I saw Xia Yu and Liang Shijie not dealing with each other, the black-clothed deacon's tone was a little cold.

"Disciple Xia Yu, I have the spirit token of Elder Zao Wou-Ki of the Law Enforcement Hall!" Xia Yu replied as he reached into his arms and took out the token and handed it to the black-clothed deacon.

The black-clothed deacon was a little surprised and asked, "Hey, it's really Elder Zao's token, what is your relationship with Elder Zhao?"

"The disciple was lucky enough to do Elder Zhao a little favor, and thanks to his care, he gave me this spirit measurement token!"

"Well, then you can go in!" said the black-clothed deacon, whose tone changed slightly.

"Xia Yu, come on!" Yan Qianjun shouted at Xia Yu's back.

Xia Yu didn't look back, turned his back to the little fat man, raised his right hand and signaled, and then dodged and stepped into the test hall.