Chapter 13 Spiritual Roots

Author: Yueting A Cup of Wine

Chapter 13 Spiritual Roots

There are always people who will have adventures outside, but most of the people under Zang Yaozong's command have no choice but to rely on spiritual roots if they want to stay alive first.

If the spiritual root is a mixture of four spiritual roots, then it means that this life has only a short life span of twenty or thirty years. If you want to forcefully practice Taoism, you must find another way, and often die without a whole body, which is terrible. The one who crawls out in the end cannot even

Called a human being, even Zang Yaozong privately called him a "monster".

Yi Sanmei was uneasy and found herself worrying about gains and losses. Seeing a short line of people emitting gray light on the spiritual stone, no matter how precocious she was, she couldn't help but feel nervous. She took a deep breath, waited until she stepped forward, and secretly looked at

After wiping his palms clean with his clothes, he solemnly placed his hands on the spiritual stone.

The gray light came on again.

Yi Sanmei walked aside in a daze. In fact, had she never thought that she would soar into the sky and become one of those big shots? But reality never left her room for fantasy. She hoped to go to a stable place where she could survive.

, Zang Yaozong is another place of evil Shura; she wants to walk on a road where she can at least see the road ahead, even if it is a single-plank bridge, which is better than having no way to go. Knowing that she will narrowly escape death, Yi Sanmei discovers

I no longer tremble.

No matter what, I just want to go on.

Just when Yi Sanmei was cheering for herself, the spirit measuring stone suddenly emitted light. The entire room was illuminated by red and yellow colors, and dark patterns of flames and mountains appeared on the stone wall. Qiu Xinglun took a photo of the musical instrument, and a figure appeared above it.

A few clear words - the twin spiritual roots of fire and earth.

The moment Yi Sanmei saw the person, her face suddenly darkened. The person with the double spiritual roots was none other than Shen San, who had escaped from her! The double spiritual roots were not worth mentioning to Yuan.

The person with the best qualifications only has three spiritual roots. If you think about it, you can understand how shocking Shen San's detection of two spiritual roots was to the people present.

According to their poor imagination, even if Shen San would not become a disciple of the three elders, he would at least be a candidate for disciple that the elders of the outer sect competed with each other, and his future would be limitless.

Shen San supported his still weak body and finally smiled again. Several people around him who had originally avoided contact with him came closer to help him, with smiles on their faces, but it was a careful smile.

Yi Sanmei clenched her fists and did not lean over. When she met Shen San's eyes, she subconsciously imitated Qiu Xinglun's attitude towards Xin Yong. Her eyes and smile turned out to be very friendly, which frightened Shen San so much that he shifted his center of gravity slightly.

He was stunned for a moment and returned a fake smile.

Qiu Xinglun raised his eyebrows. Seeing that there were no other surprises after the test, he pulled the bell in the room. There was another wave of the same wave. Yi Sanmei and the others returned to Jiao Xing. Everyone's thoughts were very different. Jiao Xing

He opened the list with a pen and asked casually: "Is there anyone with three spiritual roots?"

Qiu Xinglun replied: "There is someone who has detected the spiritual roots of fire and earth." Shen San was pushed to Jiao Xing's table in response. Jiao Xing had just asked casually, after all, he had already recognized the low quality of production in various places this year after receiving the news.

He didn't expect Qiu Xinglun to bring him such a big surprise, it turned out to be twin spiritual roots! Jiao Xing raised his head and was about to take a closer look when he heard a burst of laughter from upstairs.

"Haha, this person must be mine!"

The visitor seemed to think that the stairs were too obstructive, so he jumped directly from the seventeenth floor building, bringing up a strong wind that suppressed the low-level disciples coming and going on the first floor and prevented them from moving.

Jiao Xing lazily waved his robe, using the wind to release his power to neutralize him secretly, with a look of helplessness on his face. Jiao Xing knew that Zhenjun Bei Lian had been impatient for a long time, but he didn't have a good son. There is a way for him to conjure it out of thin air.

Knowing that the True Lord Bei Lian would never let go of Shen San, Jiao Xing felt relieved in his heart. There were so many posts about wanting people in his hands, like the True Lord Bei Lian, who lived in Feiyan Pavilion to arrest people. It's quite a lot. He was still worried about how to divide it among just one person. Now Lord Bei Lian solved a big problem for him.

True Lord Bei Lian didn't care what Jiao Xing was thinking in his mind, he just grabbed Shen San and looked up and down. After confirming that he was indeed a fire and earth spirit root, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Good boy! Come with me now. Let's refine weapons!" He changed his words and his eyebrows, which were as thick as charcoal scribbles, were pulled together, "It's just that your body bones are too weak, Jiao Xing, please get me a pot of bone forging pill."

What he said was urgent, and his actions were no less impressive. In just a few words, he had grabbed Shen San and rushed out of Feiyan Pavilion. Jiao Xing had no choice but to wave his sleeves again, and Zhenjun Sadian and Shen San returned. Come to Jiao Xing.

In order to avoid the anger of True Lord Bei Lian, Jiao Xing immediately sped up his speech and explained with a bitter smile: "Please wait, Lord. Jiao is not trying to stop True Lord, but this child is already a disciple after all, so he still needs to be registered. Wait for the registration. Afterwards, the True Lord can take him back to the Guiqi Pavilion to become a disciple. Since this child is lucky enough to be your disciple, it is up to you to give him a name."

After he said such a long sentence, he finally started to breathe heavily again. Third sister Keyi no longer thought that he was sick and not serious as before, and she secretly vowed not to judge people by their appearance again.

Zhenjun Beilian originally wanted to scold him, but was distracted by Jiao Xing's call. He didn't bother to pick a name in detail, so he asked Shen San. After knowing his surname, he caught a glimpse of an article posted by the stairs and said casually. : "...Everyone in the crowd, I hate you deeply...just call me Shen Ranmin." But the first two words of "everyone in the crowd" are reversed, and the intention is really rough.

Jiao Xing endured it again and again, but still couldn't bear it and wrote it as Shen Ranming in the register.

Shen San actually got a name. In Yi Sanmei's impression, a person is a person who has a name and a surname. She also wanted a name of her own, but she didn't want it to be so random.

When one day I learn how to write, I will definitely give myself a name so that others will know my fame! Yi Sanmei made a bold promise in her heart.

Jiao Xing put away the book, fearing that the True Monarch of Sad Lian wouldn't be able to wait and ran away, so he quickly took out a long stick with red and green dots, dipped ink on it and engraved a pot of Bone Forging Pill, and broke it into two pieces. Cut it off, put one into the wooden box, and handed the other to Shen Ranming to tell him to take it.

"My dear, forgive me. We are very short of manpower today and we really can't spare any. Please send the elixir to the Artifact Pavilion. You can use this to get the bone forging pill yourself." Jiao Xing knew in his heart that True Lord Beilian would not be in the mood to be with him. As he kept grinding, his words returned to that weird rhythm like leaking wind.

As expected, Zhenren Bei Lian didn't say much. He grabbed Shen Ranming and disappeared from Sanmei Yi's sight.

Only then did Qiu Xinglun dare to speak, with a hint of sigh in his tone: "As soon as I started, I was accepted as a disciple by the inner sect's weapon-refining elder, Zhenjun Beilian. This kid is really lucky."

Jiao Xing has been guarding Feiyan Pavilion for so many years and has long been accustomed to various emergencies. He signaled to Qiu Xinglun: "Originally, the output this year is low. Senior Brother Ling has already said that each ship arriving at the sect must not be less than fifteen people. , you deserve to be punished. But for the sake of Shen Ranming on this ship, the merits and demerits will be equalized this time. You can get off."

Qiu Xinglun knew in his heart that the reward from the twin spiritual roots to the captain was far greater than the mistake he made this time. Jiao Xing took a large sum of money from it, but in order to avoid offending Jiao Xing, he still retreated. Anyway, he had already obtained what he wanted most. .

After Qiu Xinglun left, Jiao Xing prepared to allocate the remaining eight trembling children. Looking at the piles of posts from important people, he was so worried that he didn't know how to start.

This ship is the first batch to arrive this year, and everyone is waiting for food. If you distribute it casually, you will offend a lot of people. They are not just ordinary villains, but a bunch of insidious madmen with all the five poisons.

After thinking about it, I still had to follow the previous years and give it to the superiors first, and then to the emergency, and I managed to get by.

Secretly thinking about when to go to the library to buy two more self-defense weapons with spirit stones, Jiao Xing sighed and waved slumpedly. A disciple behind him who was busy organizing rolled his eyes and directly put a large pile of divided posts on Jiao Xing's desk. He smashed it and went back to doing things. Jiao Xing didn't care about his disciple's bad attitude, or rather he was a little envious, and started to look through the posts.

The most important thing is to repair the formation in Zongmen Square. There is an urgent need for four human sacrifices and two to make materials, but the requirements are not clearly written. Jiao Xing’s hand clicked on the name at the bottom of the post, and in the blink of an eye this disciple named Qu Shiming He was summoned to Jiao Xing from a certain room in Feiyan Pavilion. Jiao Xing asked carefully.

"The deacon said it is best if they are less than ten years old. If they are too old, the number will be doubled."

Although these people do not have specific ages, Jiao Xing's sophisticated eyes can naturally see through the bone ages of just a few people. Except for Yi Sanmei and one person who once followed Shen Ranming, the other six people just meet the requirement of being under ten years old. Qu Shiming Satisfied, he led the people away. The faces of the six people were full of numbness and confusion.

When Yi Sanmei heard that the sacrifice required six people, and that the situation was certain to die, she had lower expectations. As long as she could survive for a while when it was her turn, even running away would definitely be better than dying directly as a sacrifice.

Yi Sanmei suppressed her distracting thoughts and looked longingly and anxiously at Jiao Xing, who was rummaging through the pile of articles again. Now, any thin book of words he pulled out at random would be the script for her future destiny. Even if she was unwilling to do so, she could not do it now. I can only grit my teeth and accept it for later.
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