Back at the Angel Palace, the pot has long exploded here.

After Uncle Zhao took Han Xuan back, he took out the test stone ball to test the spirit root, but as soon as Han Xuan put his hand on it, the stone ball suddenly burst into flames and exploded.

It proves that Han Xuan's Qi refining has reached perfection, and who will test the spiritual root of a disciple who has reached the foundation building stage?

Shi Shuzu personally took Han Xuan to Lingshi Mountain, and the stones used to test the Linggen Stone Ball came out there, and he picked the largest stone pillar and asked Han Xuan to put it on it.

The result can be imagined, the golden light is so bright that it almost blinds the human eye.

Single Golden Spiritual Root!

As soon as Uncle Shi touched the Heavenly Spirit, Han Xuan's body had already formed a pill, and now it was not only the Heavenly Master Palace, but the entire Wuling Mountain almost didn't hit the top.

When Xining arrived at the main hall with the medicine basket on his back, the Guan Lord and the eight masters came. The eight masters are basically from the same generation as their uncles and ancestors, and there are many things in Wuling Mountain, and they no longer accept apprentices. This time, when they heard that there was such a Huigen, they all ran over and demanded that the apprentices be accepted.

The spiritual root is poor, and no one wants it. Single Linggen, grab them all. That's how the world is!

After fighting for the red face, he finally called all the masters, and the eight masters each brought one or two disciples, and the hall was full, and the futons of the entire Heavenly Master Palace were almost insufficient.

Xining leaned against the wall, walked to the innermost uncle, put down the medicine basket and saluted: "Uncle Shi." ”

No one paid attention to her, and a group of people were still arguing.

Shi Shuzu looked at the Lingzhi in the basket, took out one and looked at it, the first-class fire spirit, and nodded: "It's hard this time." ”

Xining replied truthfully: "The disciples don't dare to take credit, half of them are Han Xuan's, we were trapped for three days, and we ate a few." ”

Uncle Shi touched his beard and smiled slightly: "Ganoderma lucidum is flat and replenishes the five internal organs, except for being a little bitter, it doesn't hurt to eat a few." Hungry, go to Xiaozao, there is food, Han Xuan has gone. ”

"Uncle Xie!" Xinin left the main hall.

And there is still a fight in the main hall.

"This year, there are only twelve disciples in the Heavenly Class, and your Xuanwu Palace has accepted five at once, can you teach them?"

"That's Xuanwu Palace! At present, the head of the palace has no new disciples, and he teaches in person, but you have accepted a disciple and taught for thirty years, and he has not yet formed a Dan, so such good seedlings cannot be inserted randomly and rot in the saline-alkali ground. ”

"I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you dare to mention this matter, if he wasn't fundamentally injured by your disciple, would this be the case?"

"That's a competition, he's not as good as others, who can blame him?" ……

The more noisy it is, the more powerful it gets, and all the old things that have been decades old have been turned over today. However, Uncle Shi was very calm, because he knew that Han Xuan was no longer suitable to stay in the Heavenly Master Palace, although there was a shortage of good alchemists, but after all, alchemists did not need such strong qi, and Han Xuan had a broader world to go to.

The small stove room was in the small room on the north side of the Heavenly Master Palace, and when Xining walked in, Han Xuan was sitting at the table drinking porridge.

When he saw her coming, he immediately beckoned: "Xining, come and drink meat porridge." ”

also helped her scoop a bowl: "Uncle Shi said that we haven't eaten anything for three days, so let's eat some soft meat porridge first, and then get a grilled chicken for us to eat in the evening." ”

The meat porridge is delicious and delicious, and in the past three days, I have eaten bitter wood-like Ganoderma lucidum, and my mouth has long been tasteless. A bowl of warm meat porridge went down to the stomach, and suddenly people were much more comfortable.

Xining put down the bowl, and Han Xuan asked, "Do you still want it?" ”

Xining looked at the empty pot: "Is there anything else?" ”

Han Xuan cautiously pushed his bowl over: "I still have this, why don't you eat it." ”

Xining smiled: "No, I'm full, you can eat." ”

Han Xuan drank all the remaining porridge at this time.

Xining remembered the group of people in the main hall: "Have you decided which palace to go to?" ”

Han Xuan shook his head, but there was nothing to worry about: "The Lord has gone to my house to report the good news, and they will arrange it for me." ”

Xining thought for a moment and stood up: "Come with me." ”

Walking to the entrance of the main hall, Xining peeked inside, and there was still a heated noise inside.

She looked back: "Where's your sword?" ”

Han Xuan was stunned: "Put it inside." ”

Xining asked, "Can you stand here and let your sword come by itself?" ”

"What's so hard about that?" This sword was originally sealed by him, but he was the only one.

"How about making it go around the top of the main hall?"

Han Xuan nodded: "Yes." ”

Why can't it be difficult for him: "Shine a little more and make some gimmicks?" ”

Han Xuan hesitated a little: "Try it." ”

Xining smiled at him violently: "Then try it, but don't be too far-fetched, the sword falls and stabs which palace chief or uncle." ”

"Hmm!" Han Xuan nodded, closed his eyes directly, and thought to himself: "Out, up!" ”

The sword on the shelf was drawn from its scabbard and rose into the air.

"Fly!" The sword slowly flew over everyone's heads.

The strangeness made everyone pause their arguments for a moment and look at the sword above their heads.

The sword slowly flew in a circular path with a red spike, and Han Xuan was lucky, the sword suddenly emitted a bright light and there was a golden sound on the ground.

The light was dazzling, like a thunderbolt of lightning.

Everyone was stunned, only to see that the sword finally fell steadily into the hands of Han Xuan, who was standing at the door of the main hall.

Han Xuan held the sword in his hand and stood upright. Although he is only ten years old, eleven years old is not enough, but the age of the grandfather is already domineering. So far, no one has reached such cultivation at this age, and it is really a rare genius in heaven and earth in ten thousand years!

Shi Shuzu smiled and touched his beard: "It seems that this matter has been clarified." ”

Ordinary monks use swords, but they are only for self-defense, sword flying, or something. And sword cultivation is the combination of qi refining and sword, so that the human sword is one, the sword and the human complement each other, and the power of the explosion is far more powerful than the light refining qi.

Sword cultivation is the same as spiritual roots, not everyone's spiritual roots are good, and not everyone is suitable for sword cultivation.

Of the eight masters, there are only two sword cultivators, and only one sword cultivator has succeeded, and that is the Kun position head of Qiankun Palace, Lin Zhangshi. Kun Zhujin, very compatible.

Lin Zhangshi actually didn't expect to accept apprentices when he came, although he knew that Han Xuan was a golden single spirit root before he came, not everyone was suitable for sword cultivation. It's just that the other directors have gone, and he has to go and see.

Sitting there and meditating for a long time, the right to make noise here should be to cultivate patience. Suddenly seeing that Han Xuan's ability was like this, he was simply talented, and he immediately stood up excitedly. After saluting to the Guan Lord, he walked steadily in front of Han Xuan with a bit of anticipation: "Do you want to follow my sword cultivation?" ”

Han Xuan looked at the main hall, and everyone was extremely surprised by his hand.

He thought for a moment and scolded: "Sheath! ”

The scabbard flew from the shelf, and the sword was loaded impartially.

Han Xuan knelt down, held his sword and saluted Lin Zhangshi: "Master go up again, and be worshiped by the apprentice!" ”

Lin Zhangshi suddenly smiled, in a happy mood, touching the black long beard and smiling. made the other masters and uncles envious and jealous, but who called Lin Zhangshi's sword cultivation the highest and won a good apprentice.

Xi Ning, who was standing on the side, sighed, now it's okay, Han Xuan has become a disciple of Lin Zhangshi, and his generation is one generation higher than all the Dao boys who entered together. The road to the sky has begun!

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