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On the way back, he was not stopped by others, so Wu Fan flew towards the Deacon Pavilion almost unimpeded, and at this time, he was thinking about all the things in front of the Lotte Young Master of Ling Wu Pavilion today, and even a lower-level disciple dared to insult him arbitrarily, which also made Wu Fan's mood worse and worse.

When he returned to his residence, Wu Fan found that in front of the stone house, which was originally quite empty, for some reason, at least more than 100 ancient barbarian monks had gathered, dressed in all kinds of animal skin clothes, and were forming a circle, and bursts of shouts came from the crowd, looking extremely lively.

Wu Fan was curious in his heart, and the magic weapon under his feet accelerated, and he also flew towards the middle of the crowd.

At this time, in the middle of the crowd, there were two ancient barbarian monks, one of them was white and pure, and his ears were much longer than those of other ancient barbarian monks, but there was no fluff on the ears, which looked strange for a moment.

As for the other one, it was an ancient brute boy with big shoulders and a thick waist, like a leather ball, this boy was born unusually obese, and even both eyes were almost disappearing because of obesity.

Wu Fan took a look, the two of them were not very old, they only looked like they were about fourteen or fifteen years old, the white-faced little student only had a nine-layer cultivation, and the fat man who stood opposite him reached the terrifying eleventh layer.

At such a young age, he can have such a cultivation, and it seems that he will definitely be the core disciple of the ancient barbarian clan in the future.

At this time, the two of them were about a foot apart, but their childish faces were like frost, which was in stark contrast to their young age.

"In Xia Lin Bo, the thunder attribute Heavenly Spirit Root is cultivated to the ninth layer of the Qi Condensation Period. ”

The two were silent for a moment, and the white-faced Xiaosheng hugged his fists and introduced himself with a cold expression.

"In Xia Pang Bing, the earth attribute four-grade spiritual root, cultivated to the eleventh layer of the condensation period, junior brother first. ”

The fat monk standing opposite him also arched his hand and replied domineeringly, if it weren't for his childish face, it seemed that Daoist friends had a different grandmaster demeanor.

Hearing that this white-faced Xiaosheng was actually a thunder attribute Heavenly Spirit Root, Wu Fan's face also leaked a trace of surprise, this kind of Thunder Spirit Root does not belong to the Five Elements Spirit Root, but a mutated Spirit Root, and this Xiao Sheng is still a rare Heavenly Spirit Root, if it is paired with the right thunder attribute exercises, the future future can be described as limitless.

Although Wu Fan also gave birth to a thunder spirit root, it was the most ordinary first-grade spirit root, so naturally it could not be compared with this little life.

As for the obese monk, the four-grade spiritual root of the earth attribute is almost only one grade worse than the legendary Heavenly Spirit Root, if he takes some elixirs to wash the tendons and remove the marrow in the future, maybe he can really improve his spiritual root qualification to the Heavenly Spirit Root.

According to the distinction of spiritual roots in the world of cultivating immortals, a single spiritual root, and those who are born with a heavenly spiritual root, can be called a five-grade spiritual root, that is, the so-called heavenly spiritual root, and the fifth grade is a little worse than the fourth and third grades.

As for the first and second grades, they are called pseudo-spiritual roots, and they can only be regarded as ordinary qualifications, if it weren't for great opportunities or super perseverance, there would basically be no future in the future, and the sect would naturally not spend too much time cultivating.

Of course, a person like Wu Fan who has a mixed spirit root with four attribute spirit roots together is also called a pseudo spirit root, and this kind of mixed spirit root with multiple attribute spirit roots together also has a unified name, called waste spirit root.

Generally speaking, there are more than two spiritual root attributes of monks, and all of them are first- and second-grade spiritual roots, and the sect regards them as lower-level disciples, and they will not focus on cultivating them in the future.

After all, the attributes of the spiritual root are too messy, and the speed of inducing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the early stage will be very slow, so if it takes three years for the Heavenly Spirit Root to be cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Period, then the person who abolishes the Spirit Root will need at least several times more time, and even throughout his life, he will not be able to cultivate to the peak of the Qi Condensation Period.

Of course, although Wu Fan is said to be a four-attribute spiritual root, the three spiritual roots of fire, water, and gold are all legendary heavenly spiritual roots, but because the system has fallen into a deep sleep, it has now temporarily become a first-grade spiritual root.

"Hmph, senior brother take it, I want to see if it's my senior brother's mana that is powerful, or my thunder attribute heavenly spirit root is powerful. ”

Wu Fanzheng recalled that he had seen the appearance of the spiritual root in the ancient books before, and the two teenagers finally made a move.

The white-faced little student let out a low cry in his mouth, and then his two little hands rubbed hard, and then pulled it outward, and suddenly there was a blue lightning bolt between the two hands, not a crackling sound.

"Go"

The white-faced Xiaosheng let out a low cry, and then condensed the thunder and lightning in his hand into a blue thunderball, and with a wave of one hand, he threw the thunderball in his hand straight towards the fat boy not far away.

Seeing this, the fat boy did not see the slightest discoloration on his face, and his originally small eyes suddenly released a fine light, and then he let out a loud cry in his mouth, parted his legs, and put on a strange posture, and then quickly pinched his hands, and a flash of inspiration flashed around his body, and suddenly a yellow-colored stone wall came out in front of him.

This stone wall looks extremely thick, and it is at least seven or eight points similar to the real mountain stone, and the young man has just finished doing all this, and the thunderball in the white-faced Xiaosheng's hand also banged and collided with the stone wall.

The stone wall, which originally seemed to be a condensed acquaintance, suddenly collapsed at the moment of contact with the thunderball, and then the spiritual light on the young man's body flashed wildly a few times, his face suddenly became pale, and his body stepped back a few steps before he could stabilize his body, but his face was blue and red, and he seemed to be very annoyed.

"Hmph, admit it, senior brother will be the boss of this stone house in the future. ”

The fat boy hurriedly finished speaking, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, as if he lost to a monk who was lower than his own realm, making him very shameless, he hurriedly left a sentence, and then quickly ran in another direction, disappearing into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

As for the white-faced young man, although his face was also pale, there was a hint of arrogance on his face, and he looked extremely proud, and most of the other disciples around him also ran over when they saw this, and patted their asses beside the young man.

Wu Fan saw that the two of them had split the victory and defeat in an instant, and he also shook his head with a smile, and then his figure flashed and walked towards the stone house where he was.

Originally, when the clan did not recruit new disciples, Wu Fan was the only one in the empty stone house, but at this time, there were many new and old quilts in this stone house, which looked extremely chaotic.

Wu Fan walked in the stone house, looking at the messy house, his brows couldn't help wrinkling, but the rules in the clan were like this, although Wu Fan was unhappy in his heart, but there was no better way, not to mention that he was a human monk, and his status in the clan was already low, even if he said it, it was estimated that no one would pay attention to it.

Therefore, Wu Fan only muttered a few words in his heart, and then walked quickly towards his bed as if nothing happened.