Yu Sheng's face was straight, staring closely at the sword word on the page, muttering to himself, and constantly gesturing in various strange postures in his hands.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Yu Sheng did not move.

An hour passed, and Yu Sheng was silent.

Finally, Yu Sheng, whose face was pale, raised his long sword lightly again in the eyes of everyone who were surprised, ecstatic, jealous, or curious.

It seems that this move is not complicated, but it is made extremely slow by Yu Sheng, as if every movement is rapidly consuming the strength of his whole body.

Wow!

After all, he still didn't fully practice this move, but in the middle of the way, because of the extreme consumption of his mind, a mouthful of blood came up retrograde, vomiting half of his body.

At the moment when he vomited blood, Mu Chuanren, who was not too close, disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment he directly stuffed a vermilion pill into Yu Sheng's mouth, and at the same time held his palm, a stream of pure true yuan rushed in, helping him to open the medicine.

Yu Sheng had never seen such a mysterious sword move, and he was reckless for a while, breaking sixteen moves in a row, but it hurt his heart. He knew in his own heart that this kind of injury would not be recovered in ten days and half a month. But this red pill went down to his stomach, and his expression was very exciting.

The pill melted in his mouth, becoming a cool liquid swallowed from his throat, and in an instant, all his limbs seemed to be soaked in suitable warm water, so comfortable that he just wanted to moan.

Subsequently, he was horrified to find that the internal organ injuries caused by the consumption of his mind and vomiting blood had completely turned into nothingness, as if the injuries were not himself at all!

This, this medicine......

Yu Sheng instantly became excited, he remembered his father who had been ill for a long time, and even his mother, who was profound in medicine, asserted that it would be difficult to have another five years of life.

But if this kind of magic medicine can be sent down to the mortal world, maybe it can really save Daddy's life!

However, the old man's incarnation period ...... I'm afraid it's not that easy to achieve, right?

For a while, Yu Sheng felt that opportunities and challenges coexisted, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

Fang Rui's voice was already loud with joy: "Kendo, talent level...... Heaven level!"

As soon as the words came out, the audience was shocked.

Gao Xiaoyu's face was ugly, he didn't expect this kid to be in the way of the sword, enough to press himself by two levels, and directly reached the highest heavenly level, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, it would be unbelievable!

Yang Yan, who was proud of the flaming sword before, also changed his jealous face, and glanced at Mu Chuanren unwillingly.

I didn't expect this guy to find such a good seedling this time, it's really unlucky!

Fang Rui didn't have the intrigue of his junior and disciples, he was just sincerely happy that there was such a genius disciple in his sect. After reading out the final evaluation of kendo talent, his face was already hard to hide his joy, and he said with a smile: "Little guy, the last test of the basic spiritual root, let's finish it in one go?"

"Isn't there a talent for beasts?"

Yu Sheng felt that the swordsmanship was enough, he was also the son of the master of the martial arts alliance, and he had a family history, and he began to practice swords at the age of two or three, and it was natural that he had today's achievements.

But in comparison, he seems to be more miraculous in terms of beast affinity, which is the strange ability he was born with. Since this Five Elements Sword Sect's test is good, I also want to test it.

Fang Rui shook his head with a smile and said, "Imperial Beast? Xiao Dao'er! We cultivators should focus on our own cultivation, how can we be confined to the assistance of external objects?

Belch......

touched a small nail, Yu Sheng didn't care too much, but the jade pendant in his arms immediately exploded again.

"Xiaodao your sister! Focus on your uncle! Fart in a serious way! Don't let Lao Tzu unblock, don't let Lao Tzu unblock! Unseal Lao Tzu and demolish your garbage mountain gate!"

Fang Rui always smiled and pointed to a white spherical object beside him, "Come on, little guy, press your hands on it." This time, there's no need for you to do anything. ”

What is this?

Yu Sheng didn't hesitate, he calmly followed Fang Ming's instructions, and pressed his two hands on the ball together, only to feel that the tentacles were cold, no different from ordinary stone balls.

Moment.

The white sphere gradually changed color, from white to a touch of red, then to light red, then pink, and finally, unmistakably the color of red.

Red?

Yu Sheng was a little complacent, red is good! Red represents flame, red represents vitality, and red represents blood.

What kind of spiritual root is it said to be a test? Is this what kind of flame control is it, full of vitality, or is it a technique suitable for the bloodline line?

However, the bright red color was a certain pattern, and the faces of all the Five Elements Sword Sect elders, including Fang Rui, changed instantly.

"How so?!"

Mu Chuanren was the first to exclaim, followed by the sigh of the earth-collapsing sword Han Zhang: "Sure enough, no one is perfect!"

"Haha!"

Only Yang Yan was happy, with a gloating expression on his face, and teased: "What kind of great genius should I be! It turned out to be a desolate-level spiritual root? Senior Brother Mu, didn't I say you, this kind of goods, also bring it to our mountain?"

Fang Rui looked at the red sphere for a moment, shook his head slightly, and hesitated, "Little guy, you ...... Try again?"

The result has not changed in the slightest, the same red, the same rating.

Finally, Fang Rui's voice was full of frustration, and he slowly spoke, "Spirit Root Assessment, Grade...... Waste. ”

Wow!

When the entire peak was ascended, no one thought that this new disciple, who had shown supreme talent in the way of the sword, was actually inferior to the spiritual root, and it was only the lowest level of desolation. This situation has never happened in the previous apprenticeship ceremony, because to be favored by the master of the Nether Realm to accept apprentices, the first condition is that at least the spiritual root above the universe level.

After making up his mind, Fang Ming's gaze was naturally projected on Mu Chuanren, and the meaning was very obvious: since he had no spiritual root, why was he selected to be brought to the spiritual realm?

However, Mu Chuanren couldn't answer this question, his eyes were a little dazed, and he muttered: No, no! Obviously, he has a spiritual root, I have seen the aura escaping from this son's body, how can it be a desolate level? "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate", the meaning of desolate level means that he has no talent, and he is a mortal at all!

"Hahaha! The four are all desolate, this time it's really all desolate! I already knew that waste is waste, it seems that he has practiced swordsmanship? So what! This is the spirit world, there is no aura as a foundation, all swordsmanship is a floating cloud, and there is a bird to use!"

The seven or eight teenagers who had already completed the test seemed to be relieved, and the guy who had made them feel like a mountain just now was instantly knocked out of the mortal dust, and the desolate spirit root was doomed to have no future at all. This feeling of being able to trample the object you once looked up to under your feet is really sour!

Of course Yu Sheng was not stupid, seeing Fang Rui's face, he already knew that this red color was not good, not as good as he thought, and before he could turn his senses, the harsh ridicule had already sounded in his ears without any scruples. This time, I didn't even bother to do a little superficial avoidance.

"Drive this waste down the mountain, let him fend for himself, my Five Elements Sword Sect, what's the use of this kind of waste?"

The one who spoke was a girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and her appearance was not evil, but the coldness revealed in her words made Yu Sheng's heart chill. This is not a mortal world, even if you are expelled from the mountain, you can still make a living. Who knows what is going on down the mountain!

Growing up in the pampering of his parents and the envy of his peers since he was a child, Yu Sheng, who has collected the praise of the entire martial arts, seems to have become a complete joke at this moment. He took a deep breath and looked at the girl without humility, without anger or fear in his eyes, as if this glance was just to remember her face at the moment.

"Yo! You still dare to be rude to our Senior Sister Miao? This kind of waste with evil thoughts, why should you stay in the world, Senior Sister Miao is really too kind-hearted! Let him go down the mountain in the future, it will also be a scourge in the future, it is better to kill him directly on the spot, it can be regarded as a scourge in our Five Elements Sword Sect!"

just looked at the girl, but was quickly splashed with a basin of sewage, pointing out that Yu Sheng was "having evil thoughts and obscene eyes", and he was going to use this big hat to immediately kill this kendo genius who had just made him jealous in his heart.

Yu Sheng clenched his fists with both hands, and his sharp nails pierced into his palms due to excessive force, and the dripping blood gushed out and fell to the ground, but his eyes were still cold, and he turned to look directly at this more vicious "fellow door", which was a young man with white skin and luxurious clothes.

"Why do you dare to look at it?"

The young man was obviously rated as "Zeus-level", two levels higher than Yu Sheng, but under his two gazes that seemed to penetrate his dirty heart, he couldn't help but bow his head and dodge, and then became angry and shouted directly: "There is something that my father has no mother to teach!

"Hey, hey!"

Gao Xiaoyu, who had been silent, also sneered, and said viciously: "This staring skill, I don't think it was taught by his father! As for his mother...... How and where was this magic skill taught, it is not enough for outsiders!"

He was originally shocked today, and his kendo cultivation was evaluated as "Xuan-level", and when he was full of pride, he was born out of nowhere, and with his unattainable "heaven-level" kendo talent, he was very disappointed all of a sudden. But in the blink of an eye, this kid who made himself jealous turned out to be a waste of the desolate spiritual root, and under the great joy, he was also happy to make a joke about Yu Sheng, showing his approachability in front of several fellow disciples.

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Gao is right! This waste must have been his mother since childhood...... What kind of school-going ability, isn't this bullshit!"

Since Yu Sheng is a waste, Gao Xiaoyu is still the first person in this year's apprenticeship ceremony, and the jokes he said are naturally not lacking in funny and echoed them.

But everyone immediately discovered that Yu Sheng, who was still calm when he was proposed to be killed on the spot just now, suddenly moved after hearing the words that were full of insults to his biological father and mother.

Yu Sheng clenched his fists, which were still dripping blood, and walked towards the seven or eight young men and women step by step, not fast, but walking steadily.