After waiting for about ten minutes, the disciple guarding the gate wearing a jade crown led an old man in a green robe out of the mountain gate. Dusty ↗ ↙ Literature × Studies

"Damn, who are the two people who want to test? Hurry up, the old man has to rush back to alchemy. The old man in the green robe had an impatient expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Wang, these are the two of them. The disciple guarding the gate came over and pointed to Shen Lang and Xiao Ling'er outside the mountain gate.

The old man in the green robe glanced at the two of them and shouted: "The old man is the steward who manages the recruitment of new disciples in the Chongxiao Palace, you can just call me the king steward." ”

Looking at the aura fluctuations on this old man's body, he was almost a five-fold cultivator of qi refining.

In the Chongxiao Palace, disciples like those who guard the door or handle chores are not very high.

The elite disciples who have really been cultivated by the sect have a very tight cultivation schedule, so they don't have time to do these chores.

"I've seen the king's steward. Shen Lang hugged his fist towards the old man in the green robe.

"I have seen the king's steward. Xiao Ling'er on the side also followed Shen Lang's example, and hurriedly hugged his fist at the old man in the green robe.

Steward Wang didn't bother to ask a lot of questions, so he waved his hand directly and said, "Okay, okay, since you can climb Lingxiao Mountain, you can also get a chance to test." ”

"The old man's words are in front of me, my entry qualifications for the Xiao Hall are strict, and the qualifications of Qi refiners require a single-attribute spiritual root potential of more than 20 points to barely pass. Those who cultivate martial arts need to be under the age of thirty, and they can only get started if they are above the realm of questioning. ”

"Okay, let's test it first, what's your name?" Steward Wang pointed at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang hugged his fists and said: "In Xia Xiaofeng, the age is 28 years old, and he is in the middle of the realm. ”

He made up a name casually, after all, he had infiltrated the Chongxiao Palace, so it was better to keep a low profile.

Sensing Shen Lang's breath, there was indeed a cultivation in the middle of the realm, and Steward Wang said impatiently: "Yes, let the old man measure your bone age." ”

Steward Wang took out a silver long needle from the storage bag on his waist, and without saying anything, the long needle was inserted into the wrist bone of Shen Lang's arm.

This long needle is the bone age needle that measures bone age.

As we all know, the cultivation world generally uses bone age to represent the age of monks, and the bone age needle is very accurate, and it can be accurate to which age it is.

In order to prevent lying about his age, Wang Zhangshi still stabbed Shen Lang.

Probably sensing that Shen Lang's skin and flesh were a little hard, Steward Wang was slightly surprised for a while, and then looked as usual. ^

There is a scale from zero to 100 on the bone age needle, and the highest can only be measured up to 100 years old.

I saw that the scales on it lit up one by one, and they didn't stop until the "28" position.

"Yes, I was 28 years old. Okay, Xiao Feng, you are qualified, from now on, you will be a new registered disciple of this sect, and I will report to the Deacon Hall later. Steward Wang stroked his sideburns and said coldly.

"Thank you, Steward Wang! By the way, doesn't Steward Wang need to let me test the potential of the spiritual root?" Shen Lang asked again.

"You've already relied on the cultivation of martial arts to get started, and you still have to test the spiritual root of Mao! Besides, you are 28 years old, and now it is too late to refine qi and cultivate immortals. Steward Wang said angrily.

Shen Lang smiled, took out a large handful of spirit crystals from his arms, stuffed them into Steward Wang, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Steward Wang, boy, I have always been fascinated by cultivating the true cultivation Dao, so you can help me test it by the way." ”

", that's a nuisance. Forget it, for the sake of you as a new disciple soon, the old man will make an exception to help you test the potential of the spiritual root. Steward Wang smiled, and accepted a handful of spirit crystals handed by Shen Lang without a trace.

After speaking, Steward Wang took out a small ruler from the storage bag, the ruler was blue-green, and I don't know what material was used to refine it.

"This is the spirit measuring ruler, you can hold the ruler handle with both hands, and you can test the potential of the spiritual root. The steward handed over the ruler.

Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and he immediately held the handle of the spirit measuring ruler with both hands. He was curious, what was his spiritual root potential?

As soon as Shen Lang held the spirit measuring ruler, the scale on the surface of the green ruler lit up. At first, the small ruler shimmered red, representing the fire spirit root.

I saw that the fiery red light slowly rose, and stopped at the twenty position of the scale.

"Damn, you are a low-level martial cultivator, can the Fire Spirit Root actually have twenty points of potential?" Steward Wang looked at Shen Lang with a shocked expression.

Shen Lang was very disappointed and frowned: "Is twenty o'clock very high?"

He knew that the maximum upper limit of the spiritual root's potential was one hundred points, and twenty points was at most an ordinary level.

"Twenty is not bad. If you want to go to the general cultivation sect, the fifteen points of spiritual root potential will be accepted, and our Chongxiao Hall has a huge power, so the entry requirements are higher. A gatekeeper said.

"Senior Brother Xiao, it's a pity for you. If you had cultivated Qi ten years earlier, you might have been able to reach our level. Another disciple wearing a jade crown patted Shen Lang on the shoulder.

"That's it, junior brother."

Before the disciple finished speaking, he saw that the spirit ruler suddenly lit up with a golden light.

"Damn, it's still a dual-line spiritual root!" Steward Wang blew his beard and glared.

Shen Lang also had an accident.

I saw that the golden scale also stayed at the 20 position.

The potential point of Jin Linggen is also twenty points!

"I'll go, junior brother, you're really unlucky! If you only have a single spiritual root and your potential point is 40, then you're a first-class cultivation genius!" the disciple at the gate showed a sympathetic expression.

As soon as the words fell, a shocking scene appeared again.

I saw that the blue brilliance rose again on the spirit measuring ruler, and it also rose to the scale of 20.

"How is it possible!The potential of the water spirit root is also twenty points?" The two gatekeepers and the steward Wang were both stunned.

Before it was over, after the blue brilliance disappeared, a black glow rose from the spirit ruler.

"I, fuck, there's even a Yin Spirit Root!" Steward Wang was completely shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.

Yin spirit root is a kind of mutated spirit root, there are four kinds of mutated spirit root: wind, thunder, yin, and yang, among which the yin spirit root is an extremely rare mutated spirit root, and the cultivation world does not know what characteristics this spirit root has.

I saw that the black glow also stayed at 20 o'clock.

The two gatekeepers and the king steward were stunned.

Shen Lang also couldn't believe that he actually had four attribute spirit roots!

He quickly thought of one thing, the spirit roots of the four attributes in his body corresponded to the attributes of his four nine-colored bone rings.

Is this a coincidence?

Whether it's a coincidence or not, each spiritual root potential in his body is 20 points, which is equal to all qualifications.

Shen Lang was disappointed in his heart.

However, he is one of the three major immortal bodies, and after he breaks through Nirvana, the condensed Yuan Ling Root, his Yuan Ling Root potential will definitely not be bad!