"What is Tianpin?"

Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao looked at each other, both surprised.

At the beginning of the third secret scene, I vaguely heard Si Miaoyan mention it, and it seemed to be above the best.

Regarding the Ye Qiao Spiritual Root, there are different opinions from the outside world, but everyone is guessing that it is either top grade or extremely high grade. If the Chang Ming Sect’s group found out that it was a top grade product, they would probably laugh like crazy with pride.

There are some elders of the Five Sects who only recognize spiritual roots but not people. For example, that old man Yun Hen, faced with Ye Qiao's special ability to cultivate three times, he kept talking about the level of spiritual roots with a high and condescending look on his face.

Disciples with low spiritual roots are looked down upon.

It's annoying to hear.

"Isn't she the best?" The elder and Qin Fanfan were just guessing, but no one guessed it right.

"Not necessarily." The old man pointed at Ye Qiao's chest, "With a natural sword bone, the characteristics should be very obvious, but your spiritual root looks very weak."

He didn't think about this little girl at first. Her spiritual roots were too insignificant. Any talent she picked up would be better than she looked. If it wasn't for Ye Qiao who could see him, he would have suspected something was wrong.

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Ye Qiao touched the spiritual roots in her body. Indeed, the spiritual roots in her body had always been small.

"I am Lei Linggen." Ye Qiao remembered that at first it seemed that the Linggen was smaller than it is now. After the two thunders fell, it had grown a little longer. Thinking of this, she thought thoughtfully, "And Linggen

Does root grade matter?”

"Tianpin Lei Linggen?" The old man came up to Ye Qiao and clicked his tongue twice at the same time, "You should also be from the fifth sect, right?"

"Good Tianlinggen, doesn't your elder sect master know your specialness?"

Ye Qiao looked confused about her situation. She shook her head, "I don't know."

The key is that the test stone cannot detect it.

The old man in front of him was a monk who failed to ascend a hundred or even a thousand years ago. He was more knowledgeable than those elders. He touched his beard and said, "It is because there are almost very few spiritual roots in the world of cultivation now, which is why there is no one."

Are you thinking about your spiritual roots?"

Otherwise, it makes no sense that even the five sects would not know about it.

"I don't know." Ye Qiao looked like a fool who didn't know anything.

She has been in the world of cultivation for a whole year, but the sect master has never thought about the Tianlinggen. How do he know about these things? "Senior, how can I make this kind of spiritual root grow?"

"As your cultivation level increases, it will also grow. If it doesn't work, if you can bear it, it will be beneficial to the growth rate of the Tianling Root if there are more thunders in the future."

"Okay." Ye Qiao had a toothache when he thought about the sound of the thunder falling from the sky, "I understand."

Just to let her get struck by lightning more often, right?

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As time goes by, the scene in the outside world has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

Xue Yu and Zhou Xingyun were guarding the unconscious person outside. The moment they fainted, several unfamiliar breaths came from their backs. Zhou Xingyun quickly grabbed the two unconscious junior brothers and sisters and dodged behind them.

The dark ghostly aura formed several skulls, interspersed with a few sneers, lingering in my ears over and over again, making it extremely eerie.

Zhou Xingyun squinted his eyes and said softly: "It's so ugly to laugh."

"My evaluation is not as good as Mingxuan and Ye Qiao." Xue Yu said.

But after all, at the moment when the iconic ghost energy struck, Zhou Xingyun and Xue Yu looked at each other in tacit understanding, picked up their unconscious junior brothers and sisters, and quickly retreated.

Just kidding, ghost energy is easier to distinguish than spiritual energy and demonic energy. In the Song Dynasty, no one else has this characteristic except the ghost cultivator.

The skinny woman looked at this scene coldly in the dark. She was wrapped in black clothes and filled with a sinister aura. She lowered her head and patted the boy's head, and said lightly: "Xiao Qi."

"field."

The ghost cultivator originally didn't plan to show up, thinking of waiting for these annoying monks to leave before taking action. But now, by coincidence, so many sword cultivators were unconscious, and with the ghost babies in hand, she was confident enough to deal with them.

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If so many golden elixir stages were swallowed up, even the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage would not be able to rely on them.

…

In the inheritance place, after Ye Qiao asked all the information about Tianlinggen, he shut up wisely and prepared to go back to the sect and let Master and the others investigate carefully.

"Have you finished asking? I will give the sword skills and inheritance to this boy." He pointed at Mu Chongxi. No matter how few Tianling roots he has, it is not as rare as a natural sword bone in the eyes of sword cultivators.

"That's it." Ye Qiao nodded. Ever since she was introduced, she could vaguely sense that this senior's goal from beginning to end was her fourth senior brother.

Mu Chongxi leaned close to her ear and said mysteriously: "You have a photographic memory. When I learn how to do it, I will demonstrate it to you again. Then we will practice together in class."

We are all brothers, let's learn from each other.

Ye Qiao gave a thumbs up: "As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other."

"What are you two mumbling about?"

The old man waved his hand and motioned for Mu Chongxi to follow him quickly. He came to find someone to deliver the inheritance, not to bring a group of sword cultivators to a meeting. "The rest of you, please go out. You don't have anything to do here."

He waved his hand, and when Ye Qiao gradually regained consciousness, she was flying wildly in mid-air. She lowered her head and found that she was being carried around by Zhou Xingyun like a little chicken.

She looked dazed for a moment: "Elder brother."

Zhou Xingyun: "Wake up."

Ye Qiao touched his face and said sincerely: "The wind was like my stepmother's big ear scraper. It slapped my face so coldly that it was hard not to wake up."

Almost everyone present was awake, the only one who was not awake was the fourth senior brother who was receiving the inheritance.

"Is this a field?" She vaguely felt that it looked familiar. Ye Qiao had come in twice in total, and she was familiar with it once and twice. Now she was very familiar with it.

"Why did you come in?" You were dragged in by Xiao Qi?

In fact, so many monks were pulled into the realm, but Xue Yu and Zhou Xingyun were caught the fastest. They didn't know what they had done wrong, and the ghost baby was chasing after them.

Forced to have no choice, Zhou Xingyun threw Duan Chen out with a sword, but he didn't hit it, which made Duan Chen very angry. No matter how Zhou Xingyun called it, it refused to move again.

Zhou Xingyun clicked his tongue lightly and said: "If I had a sword in my hand just now, we would definitely be able to..."

Xue Yu looked forward to it: "Escape."

Zhou Xingyun paused: "I'll die later."

Once the domain is expanded, it will be useless even if he has a sword in his hand, not to mention there is a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage watching eagerly from the side. With the tacit cooperation of mother and son, it is no wonder that even the Song family can't do anything to them.

"Didn't I hear that the ghost cultivator was hiding very deep and was very vigilant?" Xue Yu couldn't figure out why the ghost cultivator showed up as soon as they arrived.

He chased them like a mad dog and couldn't get rid of them.

Ye Qiao paused. She didn't expect their reaction to be so big. She expected that the Ghost Cult would show up. Who can still stand still when their son changes his mind? She silently swallowed the words "Isn't that a good thing?"

Went down.

Because she could clearly feel the anger of the people around her.

A monk from the Song family resisted the urge to swear, "I really want to know who is the great genius who did it? He can make the ghost cultivator angry as soon as he comes up."

Not only him, but others present also wanted to question him.

Who the hell is so stupid?

The culprit Ye Qiao: "..."

Outside the domain, the woman frantically started to catch those Golden Core monks, preparing to eat them all, "How dare you appear in front of me if you ruin my good deeds."

Just tonight, the ghost cultivator suddenly discovered that the little ghost he had raised suddenly wanted to get rid of him, saying that he had found a new mother. The ghost cultivator was so angry that he wanted to die, and he began to attack these female monks indiscriminately.

She waved her hand, and several black mist spread out, like a chain tightly wrapped around Yun Que's body, tightening little by little. Because of the suffocation, the girl's face turned red, and she asked for help: "Elder brother."

Song Hansheng turned around and saw this scene. His eyebrows were slightly cold, and he attacked the talisman with his fingertips and followed closely. As fast as lightning, he cut off the chain and saved Yun Que.

It’s not that he cared for his fellow sect members so much that he died in the palace, making it difficult for the Song family to explain to the outside world.

"You are the evil spirit who has done many evil things." Song Hansheng pinched the talisman with his fingertips, his eyebrows cold, "You hurt people's lives, and you dare to come out."

The ghost cultivator glanced at Song Hansheng. He originally didn't want to talk to Song Hansheng. He was the direct young master of the Song family. Killing him would anger those old people, but who made him insist on saving people?

"Xiao Qi." She said coldly.

The boy glanced at her, and then, the field quietly extended to his feet, and the two of them fell into the dark field at the same time.

Several babies' cries rang out, and Song Han's back felt cold. When he turned his head, he was fiercely concentrated by a ghostly aura.

He vomited a mouthful of blood in embarrassment and was about to curse when he heard a familiar voice.

"Yo. Come in."

He looked up and saw Xue Yu and Zhou Xingyun leaning against each other, holding defensive weapons in their hands. He turned to look at them and said in a calm tone, "Welcome to our big family."

"..."

Song Hansheng just wanted to curse people at this moment. He didn't understand. It had been calm for the past few days. What part went wrong that caused the ghost cultivator to go berserk.

"Where are those great powers in the Yuan Ying stage of your Song family?"

He asked, "Let them come out to save people."

Song Han suppressed the blood boiling in his chest and said coldly: "I have been notified by Chuan Yu Jian, but it will take time."
To be continued...