"It's useless to break it with violence."

Xiling Yunji sneered, clasped his hands to his chest, and stood beside Xuanyuan Yue for a long time, the mockery in the corners of his eyes was unmistakable: "Spirit root, not everyone can cultivate it. ”

"When did you come?" Xuanyuan Yue turned his head in some surprise, "Isn't it always very busy in the Shengdan Hall?" ”

"No matter how busy I am, I'm going to take a look at Yin'er's entrance exam." A fatherly smile appeared on Xiling Yunji's face, and he said, "Besides, there are still the second and sixth brothers in the Shengdan Hall, and there is no one less than me." ”

Xuanyuan Yue narrowed his eyes, and then said, "I really guessed it right, Ling Luo drew the task of cultivating the spiritual field and cultivating the spiritual root. ”

The corners of Xiling Yunji's lips hooked up a sly arc, and said: "I have already placed a ** spell in advance, no matter how Ling Luo draws it, it will only be this impossible task that will be drawn." ”

A hint of schadenfreude crossed Xuanyuan Yue's face, and he said, "What? Queen Xiling also doesn't like this girl? ”

"Not really." Xiling Yunji said in a deep voice, "Queen Xiling's impression of Ling Luo seems to be good, and she also gave her the gold medal of the first beauty in the royal capital. At the same time, it also made the Xiling family very unhappy. ”

Xuanyuan Yue's eyes drifted to the crystal ball again, and said, "Didn't you say that it was an impossible task?" Ling Luo had reclaimed the spiritual field. ”

Xiling Yunji sneered and said, "Fourth Elder, you will know tomorrow morning." ”

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The next morning, when the first rays of dawn pierced through the clouds and into the ground, Ling Luo opened his eyes.

She sat up, frowning, and rubbed her aching shoulder.

Sure enough, I got used to sleeping on the soft bed, and my body became pampered, and in just one night, my whole body seemed to fall apart.

Ling Luo stretched out his other hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and his vision gradually became clearer.

"What is this?!"

Looking at the large patch of uneven weeds in front of him, Ling Luo's heart suddenly cooled.

The barren field that she had destroyed just last night was now hard ground again, overgrown with extremely stubborn weeds.

The corners of Ling Luo's eyes and lips twitched uncontrollably, and a pair of fists couldn't help but clench.

"Is this kidding me?!"

How could there be such a strange field? Dare to love her, she was busy last night.

A strange thought suddenly appeared in Ling Luo's heart, this task of cultivating spiritual roots shouldn't be a trick, right?

No way!

She can't lose her mind, calm down, she has to calm down!

Since this wasteland is called Lingtian, there must be some great secrets in it, and the problem cannot be superficial.

Ling Luo sat on the edge of the barren field, meditating.

An hour later, there was a sound of footsteps coming from not far away, and it seemed to be two people, still chatting.

Ling Luo raised his head, and the person who came was wearing a uniform of the Holy Cultivation Academy, an azure robe, an azure hairpin on his head, and the school emblem of the Holy Cultivation Academy on his chest.

Ling Luo's brows frowned slightly, and he said in his heart, isn't this the space for the second test, how can there be students?

The two young men walked a little closer, and Ling Luo could gradually hear what the two of them were talking about.