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Chapter 0070 I, Lin Fan, scolded and left

Time passes minute by minute.

Many people who were originally very confident left dejectedly after being tested.

They didn't expect that they didn't have spiritual roots.

This is a very cruel thing.

"There are fewer spiritual roots than I thought." Lin Fan discovered a problem. After so many people tested it, only a few people had spiritual roots.

And just by looking at the clothes these people are wearing, you can tell they are descendants of aristocratic families.

The proportion of children from aristocratic families who have spiritual roots is around 70%.

What a terrible number this is.

Monopoly.

This is the time when the children of aristocratic families have monopolized the threshold for cultivating immortals. For ordinary people, if they want to possess spiritual roots, it really depends on their luck or whether God will give them the chance to change their fate.

"Acquired Heaven Realm, fourth-grade wood spirit root, qualified." The assessor said.

The men participating in the assessment cheered and roared, almost flying with excitement.

The assessor smiled, not bad, he is currently the one with the highest level of spiritual root.

"Congratulations on your qualification to enter the Immortal Sect. Now take out the merit card and register it for you. We will wait for you later," the assessor said.

The man said: "Credit? I don't have any credit. I want to join the Immortal Sect, but I don't want to do anything. What's the point of needing all the credit?"

The Immortal Sect assessor had no expression on his face and said in a cold tone: "Huntian realm, fourth-grade wood spirit root, no merit, unqualified, next place."

Uproar!

The man exclaimed: "I am a fourth-grade wood spiritual root, the highest spiritual root at present. Can't I even be tolerant?"

The assessor said: "The rules of the Immortal Sect are rules. No one can change this. Even if you are a seventh-grade or eighth-grade spiritual root, you cannot break these rules."

"Next one."

The man was very unwilling. He wanted to say that ten years ago, a ninth-grade spiritual root appeared in Chaolu City, but he had no merit. Why did he join the Immortal Sect?

Although that's what I think in my heart.

But he didn't dare to say it, otherwise he would not give Xianmen face, and the consequences would be endless.

I don't know how long it took.

Lin Fan almost fell asleep standing in the queue.

Sudden.

Shocking shouts resounded throughout the entire assessment venue.

"Second-rate realm, seventh-grade soil spiritual root."

On the high platform.

The man sitting on the chair with the sword behind his back suddenly stood up, looked down, and then sat down excitedly, his eyes flashing with excitement.

I met a baby.

He did not expect that Chaolu City would produce seventh-grade spiritual roots, which were already very high spiritual roots. Spiritual roots were divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

Ignore the miscellaneous spiritual roots.

First grade, second grade, and third grade are inferior.

Siping, fifth and sixth grades are medium.

Seventh grade, eighth grade, and ninth grade are superior.

Ordinary disciples in the Immortal Sect have low-level spiritual roots. Even if he is responsible for the assessment, he only has a fifth-grade golden spiritual root.

Disciples with seventh-grade spiritual roots only need to be well cultivated, and they will surely become immortal sect elders in the future.

Then, another voice came.

"Second-rate realm, seventh-grade soil spiritual root, with full merit points, qualified." The examiner smiled with a smile on his face. He was telling lies now. The other party had no merit points at all, but a disciple with a seventh-grade spiritual root appeared here.

If you abandon it just because of merit points, you will be struck by lightning from heaven.

Regulations will always only restrict ordinary people.

For some geniuses and talents, rules are meant to be broken.

"Congratulations. From now on, we will be fellow apprentices. Please wait in the back and return to the Immortal Sect together after the exam is over. If you are a resident of this city, after the exam, your senior brother can go home with you to say goodbye to your family.

." The assessor said with a smile.

Smiling faces warm people's hearts.

People can't help but get closer to it after seeing it.

"Made, there are no rules. This clearly means that if you have ability, the rule is skin." Lin Fan was very sharp-eyed, and he also looked at the drops of those who participated in the assessment, and there was a shitty merit card.

It's quite realistic.

It didn't take long.

"Next one."

"Brother, it's your turn." The man standing behind Lin Fan pushed him.

Lin Fan reacted and felt helpless. He had accepted the reality. If he didn't have spiritual roots, he would be nothing. He had nothing to fear. He was a person with little help. Even if he didn't join the Immortal Sect, he would still die.

The Xianmen examiners were in a good mood.

It would be a great blessing to be able to discover a seventh-grade spiritual root disciple in Chaolu City.

Even his attitude towards Lin Fan was much gentler.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a test, it will be out soon," the assessor said.

Lin Fan put his hands on the test bench, wanting to see how it was in terms of martial arts.

The assessor was happy and relaxed, but then, when he looked at the test bench, he rubbed his eyes and blinked hard.

It was as if he saw something incredible.

Then he looked up at Lin Fan, then looked down at the test bench.

chanted.

"Innate realm, internal strength is above full value, martial arts qualifications...qualifications for monsters."

In an instant.

There was an uproar at the scene.

"Holy crap, what the hell, why are you so advanced in martial arts?"

"What happens when the internal energy reaches full value?"

"Evil qualifications? I remember that I don't have such qualifications."

There are many people who are not participating in the assessment for the first time, and may have no hope in their lives, but they just like the feeling of taking the Immortal Sect assessment.

Therefore, some people remember that those with the highest martial arts qualifications are considered excellent.

The men carrying swords on the high platform looked at Lin Fan in surprise. He did not expect to encounter such an unprecedented thing.

It is a very difficult thing to happen when your internal energy reaches full value.

Just like a demon.

After a hundred years of cultivation, you can transform into another form.

However, martial arts cultivation will not increase after a hundred years. It has reached its limit and needs to practice immortal magic to continue moving forward.

But now a guy with more than full internal strength appears.

It's quite curious.

Especially this qualification...

evildoer.

What a pity.

The path that martial arts can take is really too short. If you practice to the extreme, you can only reach the innate realm. It is indeed very powerful among mortals, but it is only the basic foundation for entry into the immortal sect.

However, this also made the man with the sword look forward to Lin Fan.

I don’t know what my spiritual roots are like.

"Your martial arts cultivation and qualifications are really astonishing and terrifying. I will test your spiritual roots later. Don't be nervous. It will be over soon. I hope you won't be like the person before." The examiner regained his composure and said.

Perhaps because of his previous experiences, he has been able to remain calm and not be affected by any special circumstances.

Not only the examiners are looking forward to it, but those taking the assessment are also looking forward to it.

Some people pray in their hearts.

"Don't have any spiritual roots."

"Don't have spiritual roots, it's better to have mixed spiritual roots."

Lin Fan put his hands up again.

The Xianmen examiners watched carefully. Gradually, the original look of expectation disappeared, replaced by disappointment, and then said expressionlessly.

"Innate realm, internal strength is above full value, qualifications are evil, no spiritual roots, unqualified."

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent, and then there were sounds of sighing.

The assessor patted Lin Fan on the shoulder and said: "Your spiritual roots are destined to be irreversible. If you look at it wisely, with your cultivation, you can be crowned king and prime minister in the mortal world."

Lin Fan smiled and said: "Thank you for the comfort, it's okay, I just came to experience it."

But I was also cursing in my heart.

Mudd!

It's really annoying.

Although I know that I have no spiritual roots, it feels really unpleasant to hear it from other people's mouths.

Why is my luck so bad?

During that time, it would have been enough for me to explode a complete spiritual root.

It’s not like I wanted ninth grade spiritual roots right from the start.


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