In the era when the whole people practiced martial arts, the poor physique could only be said to be waste material.

The head of the guard pursed his lips, if it weren't for Madame's instructions to take more care, he wouldn't have bothered to spend his energy on him.

When he came to Shui Mo, he carried the person to the side of the medicine jar like a little chicken, and put it down directly, so that he put his hands on the side so that he would not sink.

The ink woke up when it was picked up, and as soon as it entered the water, the whole person felt numb and sore, and I don't know if it was the sequelae of running or the effect of the medicine.

Lying on the edge of the cylinder, looking at the people who are training in full swing, I only feel that my heart is very hurt. Is it your fault that you have poor physique? Is it easy for people to take over this mess by themselves if they don't exercise?

A group of people trained for an hour or two, and when it was light, they disbanded in twos and threes.

Some walked to the edge of the martial arts field, and entered a few tanks next to them to take a bath like ink, and there was a ghost crying wolf.

The eldest lady Liu Xin was sweating profusely, and walked past the ink with contempt, Shi Shiran went back to her residence.

Shui Mo noticed that the people who stayed to make medicine were all novices, and adult martial artists didn't need it, and as for Miss Liu, she must have arranged it herself when she went back to the room.

The leader of the guards returned to the ink, looked at the liquid medicine in the tank, stretched out his hand to take him out, and was speechless for a while, he didn't even absorb much of the liquid medicine, no wonder there was no such exaggerated call from the rabbit cubs next to him, I thought it was strong-willed, but I thought it was really my expectations were too high.

"Doesn't the exercise work? Soak the medicine in it, don't you know if the operation exercise can absorb the medicinal liquid?"

Shui Mo raised his innocent eyes: "What is the exercise?" "Nine Yin True Scripture?"

The leader of the guards was obviously defeated, and he wouldn't say anything about his martial arts earlier, so he tossed around all morning.

But have you really explained it to anyone?

"Change your clothes and come with me?" the head of the guard ordered, and if the lady took care of him, give him a test first.

But the ink is twisted and pinched, and the expression of wanting to speak and stopping.

"What's the matter, say!" I really can't take children, and the head of the guard is also very depressed.

"Well, I haven't had breakfast yet, can't I eat it and go again?" said quietly, it's just uncomfortable to be foster in someone else's home.

"I haven't eaten breakfast either, don't you know who's doing it?" the guard finally roared, and all his depression came out.

"Then let's eat together first!" Shui Mo said excitedly, the world is big, and the dinner is the biggest.

The leader of the guards really didn't have any temper at all, and waved his hand, "Change your clothes and come back quickly." ”

The ink slipped away immediately, and he didn't dare to change his clothes and come to the martial arts arena without a moment's delay.

When I walked in, I saw that not only the head of the guard was there, but even the city lord's uncle was there.

I went up and said hello and looked like a good baby.

"Let's go together, I'll have something to go there by the way. The lord of the city commanded, and took the lead.

It turned out that the city lord cared about ink and water, and deliberately took the time to look at the training results, knowing that ink and wash had never practiced martial arts, so he also came to accompany him to test the root bones.

In a breakfast shop, steamed dumplings, steamed buns, and a big fight, the appetite of ink made the two stunned, this is all an adult's share.

The guy still looked unaware, explaining: "I worked out in the morning, and I was very hungry. But the taste is really not good. ”

The guard's face was dark, so you exercised and rested most of the time, and you were embarrassed to say.

Each city has set up a qualification testing department, whether it is a commoner or a child of a family, as long as they pay a small amount of money can do the qualification test. Good qualifications can be documented, and if there is an intention, the empire can provide resources to cultivate, on the condition that they serve the empire for a period of time, and the time is determined by the amount of resources.

In the test hall, there are relatively few people, except for two or three staff members, there is only one customer, and it is still the kind that is pushed out.

"Young Master Yang, please don't make trouble, this spiritual root qualification test has been done for decades, I haven't seen the qualification change, how many times you test it, it's the same?" an old man in work clothes persuaded bitterly.

"I have a lot of money from you, what's wrong with testing again, the imperial regulations don't stipulate that this is not allowed?" The young man surnamed Yang held the money in his hand and insisted on it.

When Ink went in, he happened to see this scene and stared at the young man curiously.

When the others saw the city lord coming, they hurriedly greeted him, and the old man explained what had happened in a whisper.

"Test him again!" the city lord spoke, and everyone complied, even the young man surnamed Yang bowed gratefully.

The test room, not big or small, a few people entered, and found that there was nothing inside, only a table in the center, and a crystal ball on the upper bracket, the size of a fist.

The old man motioned for the young man to step forward, and he stepped aside to watch.

The boy is very skilled, obviously tested once, reached out and held the crystal ball, closed his eyes, and after a while, the crystal ball lit up with a red line, very faint.

The old man said: "The inferior fire spirit root is not even inferior, Young Master Yang, you can do it yourself." ”

The boy was disappointed that the miracle did not appear, and his expectations were disappointed, although he had prepared in his heart, he was still inevitably disappointed.

"Yang Rong, go back, no matter how many times you test it, it won't change the essence of your inability to cultivate aura. You should follow the path of physical cultivation like them. The old man in the test room comforted him with kind words.

"No, I can't practice Reiki, my achievements are limited, and whether I can step into the foundation building is a question, I won't give up!" Yang Rong looked excited.

Ink and wash are confused, there is no spiritual root and can only cultivate the physical body, is there such a big difference?

With a doubt in his mind, he got a signal and stepped forward to touch the crystal ball.

Following Yang Rong's example, he closed his eyes, waited for a long time to open one eye, and there was no response?

"You won't use it, try to resonate with the crystal ball!" reminded the old man.

Resonance?

The eyes of the ink are very innocent, and the old man can't get angry.

The old man demonstrated: "Close your eyes, touch the crystal ball with your hands, imagine that it is a part of your body, where do you see yourself, and what color is around?"

The ink is as if it has been hypnotized, and the clear water flows in a trance, and in a valley, the water is crystal clear, flowing into people's hearts.

When I opened my eyes, the crystal ball was blue, giving people a faint feeling of freshness.

"Well, the water system spirit root, inferior to superior! The lord of the castle looked at it and replied.

It's just inferior, is it so bad? What can be done?

It's a lot better than the one just now. Thinking about it like this, my heart is much more comfortable.

On the side, the city lord also comforted: "Don't worry, it's good to have a spiritual root to cultivate, as long as the resources are sufficient, the progress will not be slower than that of a high-grade spiritual root." "What kind of comfort is this?

In the cultivation world, the quality of the spiritual root determines the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the higher the quality of the spiritual root, the easier it is to resonate with the spiritual energy of the same attribute, and the more convenient it is to cultivate spells.

Everyone has their own spiritual root attributes, like Yang Rong just now, only a little bit is the worst, as for the person who has no trace is not there, in the world of life, there is always a trace of spiritual warmth, the difference is the number.

An inferior spiritual root like ink painting, the qualifications can only be said to be ordinary, a little better than those who can't cultivate aura, but it's worse than those Tianjiao, I don't know a little bit or two, Liu Yun City Lord said that it is purely comforting to provide resources to help, because those geniuses will not get less resources, and the gap is still there.

Ink also asked on the way back, there is also a cultivation method that is poor in the spiritual root, focusing on the cultivation of the physical body, the martial artist refining the body, communicating with heaven and earth, breaking through the unity of heaven and man, and building the foundation in one fell swoop! But because of the problem of the root and bone, it is difficult for this kind of person to succeed, and there are only a few people who can succeed in ancient and modern times, all of whom are unique and have amazing understanding, and it also proves that because of the difficulty of cultivation, their own potential and will are constantly discovered, and this kind of person is easier to break through in the later stage, and his combat power is more amazing, and he is more powerful than the monks of the same level.

When the word appeared in Shui Mo's mind, he couldn't help but ask, how many such people are there?

"There were many ancients, but now there is only one. The emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom, the current saint, with his luck and ten times his cultivation speed, barely broke through the unity of heaven and man in middle age, and entered the foundation building period. After that, it was a year later, and now it is already the peak of existence. ”

It sounds a bit hanging, he only broke through in middle age, ten times the cultivation speed, and ordinary people have the same qualifications to cultivate for two or three hundred years, and they have already entered the ground before they break through.

Unconsciously walked to the gate, Liu Yun squatted down and held Shui Mo's shoulders with both hands: "Mo'er, uncle doesn't know why your mother doesn't let you cultivate, but in troubled times, practicing martial arts to protect yourself is not a bad thing." Your qualifications are mediocre, and your uncle doesn't need you to be a master, at least don't let some little people bully you. ”

Very good words of comfort, but why does Shui Mo listen to the person in front of him, can he speak?

When I returned to my room, I couldn't be happy at all with the cultivation exercises in my hands.

The meridians, roots, and bones are all nourished by the spiritual roots in the body, and the cultivation of the internal qi of the physical body is also restricted, the difference is that the spiritual roots can directly communicate with the heaven and the earth to absorb them, and the low spiritual roots can only be like those ancient martial artists in the previous life, constantly practicing internal skills, the key is how many can practice to Jindan Yuanying?

Throw the books in your hands, go to bed early, and have to be dragged out to exercise every day. It would be nice if you knew some cheats like the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Nine Yang Divine Skill or the Yi Jin Sutra that can change your qualifications, but do you think that ordinary people are bored and will memorize this? To put it clearly, it is to follow the spine to the top of the head, and then go straight into the dantian from the front!

The bright light rose outside the window, and when the ink came out, Zhou Bin in the courtyard next door was stepping on his feet, leading the cultivation with the power of the stars, and the starlight converged on him, and the whole person looked fluttering, and the ink and wash found his life goal.