Chapter Thirty-Eight: No Spiritual Roots!
"Senior Brother Huangfu!" Wang Yanran frowned slightly, and her expression was cold.
"Senior Brother Huangfu, hello, hello!" Wang Buji grinned and stepped forward, looking familiar.
This is the Cun Zài who is called Senior Brother by his elder sister, he must be a true disciple, there is no doubt that this person's aura is much stronger than his elder sister! His spiritual eye can't see through this person's cultivation at all, it must be above Peiyuan Triple Heaven!
This is a backer! Hurry up and get acquainted!
"Are you?" Seeing this, the young man took half a step back, slightly vigilant.
"My name is Wang Buer, Wang Yanran's younger brother!
"Wang Bu'er! Haha! I've heard of you! I have admired you for a long time! I didn't expect you to be really Senior Sister Wang's younger brother! Contemptible Emperor Fuhua, Senior Brother Wang, you will be more intimate in the future!" When the young man heard this, his expression brightened, and he stepped forward, looking even more enthusiastic than Wang Bu'er!
The corners of Wang Yanran's mouth twitched on the side! The little heavenly horse looked at Wang Buer, and the horse's mouth flowed out of Hadazi!
"Hmph! It's quite lively!" the two of them fought hotly, and a cold and gloomy voice sounded.
"Zhen Fei!" Wang Buer's expression changed slightly when he saw the person coming, and he said coldly.
"Hmph, who should I be to test the spirit root, it turned out to be you!" Zhen Fei looked at Wang Buer, his face was slightly solemn.
He saw the little Pegasus flying in a hurry from a distance, so he came over to see what was going on, but he didn't expect to see Wang Fuji!
It's only been two months, and this person has reached the Nine Heavens of Qi Refining, what kind of demonic talent is this!
This person, sooner or later, will be a big trouble, and he can't stay! Zhen Fei thought of this, and for a while, the murderous intent in his eyes could barely be concealed!
"Hmph, Senior Brother Zhen! From today on, Senior Brother Wang will be covered by his brother, you dare to try him!" Huang Fuhua had obviously heard of the festival between the two, but at this moment, he was blocking in front of Wang Bu'er and looked at Zhen Fei with contempt!
"It turned out to be Senior Brother Huangfu!" Zhen Fei heard this, his face was ugly. This Emperor Fuhua, among the true disciples, is also one of the best in the existence of the Zài, cultivated in the Peiyuan Sixth Heaven, I heard that there is only one step left, and he can enter the high level of Peiyuan!
Although his master is an idle elder, his cultivation is even stronger than his master Hu Zhenren!
This is a storage zài that he can't afford to offend!
"Aren't you going to measure the spiritual root, hurry up!" On the side, Wang Yanran said coldly, in fact, she couldn't wait to see what kind of anti-heaven spiritual root her younger brother was!
"Yes, yes, hurry up, senior brother also wants to see, junior brother, how genius you are!" Huang Fuhua urged, Wang Buer's genius has spread throughout the Yishan Sect, and he also wants to see how talented this rumored Wang Buer is!
"Hmph!" Zhen Fei snorted coldly, his face was ugly, and he was about to drip water! Although he didn't want to admit it, this Wang Fuji's qualifications were definitely extraordinary!
When Wang Buer heard this, his face was bitter.
At this time, there were already a few people gathered around, looking at the breath, they were all Peiyuan Realm!
"Oh, what's the ink!" Huang Fuhua saw Wang Bu'er standing in front of the Linggen Stone Pillar, not moving for a long time, and suddenly became a little anxious, and quickly stepped forward and pushed Wang Bu'er towards the Stone Pillar!
Wang Buer was caught off guard, and suddenly, his entire body was attached to the spiritual root stone pillar!
"Damn!" this thing scolded in his heart, his face changed slightly, but he sighed, took a step back, and stretched out his hand to press on the Linggen stone pillar!
The people around, no matter what kind of mentality they have, at this moment, they can't take their eyes off the stone pillar!
One breath, two breaths, three breaths......
As time slowly passed, everyone's expressions were different, but the only thing in common was surprise!
Generally speaking, when a monk touches the spiritual root stone pillar, he will have a vision within three breaths! However, this king has at least ten breaths when he puts his hand on it, and there is still no change!
With this person's rumored genius, it is said that it should not be so!
"Sure enough, there is no spiritual root!" Wang Buji sighed and left the stone pillar!
"Hahaha...... What kind of genius do I have, I didn't expect it to be a waste without a spiritual root!hahaha!" Zhen Fei was in high spirits at the moment, laughing wildly, looking at Wang Buer's eyes, it was no different from looking at a dead person!
Without the waste of the spiritual root, the Yishan Sect has not appeared for hundreds of years! This kind of person will not be able to pass through the Peiyuan Realm for the rest of his life, and the sect will not keep this kind of waste inner disciple! This kind of waste is not left to him to knead!
"What's ......" Huang Fuhua glanced at Wang Yanran, who had an ugly face, and wanted to die! Future brother-in-law, how could you not have a spiritual root, this is not scientific!
"Follow me!" Wang Yanran pulled Wang Buer, turned over on the horse, and the little Pegasus snorted excitedly, and the white wings fanned and rose to the sky!
"That, old lady, where are we going?" Wang Bu'er asked slowly on the back of the little heavenly horse, his face was very calm. In fact, he had expected this kind of result a long time ago, and when he went to test the spirit root, he only held on to the hope of what happened!
"Go find my master!" Wang Yanran's face was cold and a little ugly.
"Oh!" Wang Buji replied lightly, and then closed his eyes to recuperate. He wants to think about how to go in the future!
In a moment's time, the little Pegasus landed in front of a cave.
"Master!" Wang Yanran turned over and dismounted, and said respectfully towards the cave mansion.
"Come in!" a deep old voice sounded.
It's a very simple cave, but the aura concentration is really high!
At this moment, in the hall of the cave.
"Master!" Wang Yanran gritted her teeth and stopped talking!
"What happened, the teacher already knows!" Shannong Zhenren glanced at Wang Buer, sighed, and said.
"Master, isn't there still a hidden spirit root?" Wang Yanran heard this, her body shook slightly, and she looked at Shannong Zhenren.
"Hey!Idiot!Hidden Spirit Root is rare in the world, and the Spirit Root Stone Pillar really can't be measured, but!" Shannong Zhenren shook his head and continued, "Your younger brother, refining Qi Nine Heavens, doesn't have the slightest sign of communicating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so ......"
"So, there's really no hope!" Wang Yanran sighed.
"Sister, it's nothing, isn't it just that you can't cultivate, you know, I'm used to being lazy, and it's not a bad thing to be idle all my life like this!" Wang Buer, who had been watching coldly on the sidelines, suddenly spoke out in a calm tone.
When Wang Yanran heard this, she looked at Wang Buer for a long time, turned her head to look at Shannong Zhenren, knelt down abruptly, and said slowly: "I hope that the master will have mercy and protect the safety of my brother!"
"Sister!" Wang Buji's expression changed, his body shook slightly, and he muttered.
"Hey, although you worship me as a teacher, but what you inherit is the Taoist system of your junior sister! This year's disciples have very good qualifications, and a few candidates have been selected for the teacher, your younger brother is the first choice, but it's a pity that ......" Shannong Zhenren heard this, sighed, glanced at Wang Buer, and said slowly, "As long as he is in the Yishan Sect, he can save his life without worry!"
"Thank you, Master!" Wang Yanran looked overjoyed when she heard this, and thanked her.
"But......" Shannong Zhenren waved his hand, looked at Wang Bu'er, changed his tone, and said, "The identity of the inner disciple cannot be retained! From now on, stay in Qianren Valley!"
"This is the way it should be!" Wang Buji said very calmly.
"You know the general situation, it's a pity!" Shannong Zhenren heard this, nodded, and said, "That token, it's useless for you to keep it, just give it to the sect!"
"Oh, is this the condition that protects me for the rest of my life?" said Wang Buji's expression moved slightly.
"Sort of!" Shannong Zhenren nodded when he heard this.