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After Qin Mohan returned, he went directly to the Purple Bamboo Forest with his sword. This time he was delayed for an hour and had to go back to practice.
And Luo Yuan, who was very curious after listening to Le Fan's report, went to the Zizhu Forest on time to watch, wanting to see what the girl was doing, but after waiting for an hour, no one was there. He was secretly wondering, didn't the girl's card time be very accurate? Why hasn't she come yet? Just when he was impatient and ready to leave, a wave of spiritual power made him disappear instantly.
An afterimage passed by, and the blue and white clothes rolled up in the wind, and then fell down properly. The person who came was none other than Qin Mohan. Luo Yuan blinked, good guy, your sword control skills have reached this point.
Qin Mohan didn't waste any time. He walked a few steps in the forest and selected a bamboo. The purple bamboo that was born two hundred years ago is so tough that even if a monk in the elixir formation stage tries his best, it cannot be broken in one go. There are many purple bamboos that are over two hundred years old in the purple bamboo forest, because even if someone cuts them down every day, bamboos that are less than a hundred years old can be enough for disciples with low spiritual power to chop down for several days.
Luo Yuan didn't blink, watching her sitting cross-legged beside the purple bamboo, reaching out and stroking the stem of the bamboo. After half a cup of tea, she got up and picked up a knife to chop on the bamboo. She was not very strong, but Luo Yuan could clearly see the marks on it, the green bamboo had fallen! The man, whose beard was trembling with excitement, kept watching for half an hour. When the bamboo fell to the ground, he almost rushed out. He endured it again and again, hiding his breath and running back to his yard in one breath, smiling like a child.
"I have found a treasure, I have found a treasure. Dual spiritual roots, with this kind of understanding, are stronger than single spiritual roots." The Wuji Sect has been in power for nearly a hundred years, fighting openly and secretly, and working on their own in private, so that the quality of the disciples is also poor. The decline is severe. Not to mention single spiritual roots, even high-grade dual spiritual roots are rare. Luo Yuan was obsessed with spiritual practice and had always loved talents. His disciples were very dedicated as long as they were willing to make progress. After so many years of not accepting apprentices, I just couldn't find anyone more suitable to my heart. Unexpectedly, by a strange combination of circumstances, I accepted a good apprentice. You know, even he with a single spiritual root could not break a two-hundred-year-old purple bamboo in half an hour.
"I have to prepare mental methods for my apprentice, mental methods, and by the way, spiritual roots. What kind of spiritual roots does she have?" Luo Yuan thought for a while and slapped himself in annoyance. At first, he was so angry that he didn't even look at it again. He had to test his disciple's spiritual roots again.
Qin Mohan didn't know that her performance had shocked her master. She had thought that cultivation would be very difficult because she had never been exposed to it. Even in Lin Qingchen's memory, cultivation was hard work. But she felt inexplicably that her practice had been getting smoother and smoother recently. Even the mental techniques that Lin Qingchen couldn't comprehend at the beginning seemed to her as if she had seen them before, and they were so smooth, as if she had learned them before. Therefore, she only studied the purple bamboo for three days before discovering the rules of its spiritual power changes. A strange feeling, but not a bad one.
The next day, Le Fan told her that she could enter Ziyun Pavilion at will and read all the books on the first floor that she could read by herself.
Seeing this, Lan Xuan, who had not cared about her for a long time, suddenly felt a sense of crisis again. According to the regulations of Ziyun Pavilion, Luo Yuan must personally test it three months after entry, and only after getting approval can you enter and read books. Lin Qingchen didn't even go in for a month, and he didn't even take the test?
Qin Mohan didn't know about this and still maintained her previous arrangements, except that she moved to Ziyun Pavilion during the time she used to practice in Zizhu Forest.
As usual, she left after listening to the sermon, but this time she did not ask any more questions, but stood beside Wuji Hall, waiting for someone.
Lan Xuan didn¡¯t leave this time either. He and Yan Xiao, the eldest disciple of the sect leader, were laughing and seemed to be discussing something, occasionally looking at Qin Mohan. Qin Mohan just pretended not to know and stood quietly. There was no need for much interaction between them.
It¡¯s just that Lan Xuan and the other two didn¡¯t think so. He walked straight over with a smiling and elegant Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao is the eldest disciple of the sect master. He is now more than 240 years old. His cultivation is in the late stage of Jindan. He is also an amazingly talented person. He is the most prestigious among all the disciples of Wuji Sect. Naturally, Qin Mohan cannot Discourteous: "Qingchen has met Senior Brother Yan, Third Senior Brother."
Yan Xiao smiled and nodded: "Junior Sister Lin is not in a hurry to go back today. Is there something wrong here?"
"Well, waiting for a friend."
"Oh, Junior Sister Lin still has friends in Sunset Peak?"
Qin Mohan didn't really want to mention Su Zining, and said calmly: "She is a little daughter of a family friend of the Lin family before I came here. I want to see if she is doing well."
"I see, I don't know what your name is or what generation of disciple you are. Maybe I can help take care of you." Yan Xiao did not give up the idea of ????conversation.
Qin Mohan straightened his expression: "Senior Brother Yan, as a disciple of the sect,He looked like he had not swallowed the water in his mouth, and a small bump appeared on his cheek. Qin Mohan, who was originally feeling uncomfortable, couldn't help but arched his eyebrows: "It looks good, I'm hungry too, give it a try, you should you do not mind."
Su Zining looked at the cold, hard and yellow buns and thought to herself, maybe she hasn't eaten anything or she's blind. How does this look good?
Reluctantly swallowing the food in her mouth, Qin Mohan looked at the thing in her hand: "You guys eat this all day long?"
"No, everyone gets one white bun and one yellow bun at noon. You can pick them up in the morning. But if you get there late, you will only have this harder one. It will be better if you have food in the evening."
"Is the Wuji Sect so poor?" Qin Mohan frowned.
Su Zining didn¡¯t answer the question. Which sect would be so poor? It¡¯s just due to embezzlement from the superiors.
"I'm going back first, wait for me here in Xu Shi." Qin Mohan pondered for a while, and after saying that, she directly performed the Wind Control Technique and disappeared, leaving Su Zining sitting on the ground in confusion.
Back to Ziyun Peak, Qin Mohan was stopped by someone. Qin Mohan stepped forward and saluted the serious-looking Luo Yuan: "Master."
Luo Yuan nodded: "I came back an hour late today."
Qin Mohan was stunned. There was no stipulation on when she would come back. How did Luo Yuan know that she was an hour later than usual?
Seeing the confusion on her face, Luo Yuan coughed and said seriously: "I was busy with my master before, so I forgot to retest your spiritual roots. Come with me."
Qin Mohan nodded, followed quietly, and followed Luo Yuan to Ziyun Palace.
There is a ten-foot-tall transparent light pillar in the hall, and the lower part is connected to a white jade platform. On the platform is a copper compass with complicated patterns. There is a lustrous glow all around, very beautiful.
Luo Yuan looked at the beam of light and said in a deep voice: "Calm down, step forward, and spare no effort to put all your spiritual power into the compass."
Qin Mohan hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over, followed Luo Yuan's instructions, closed his eyes, put his bare hands on the compass, and then poured spiritual power into it.
In an instant, the entire light column was dazzling and colorful. After a while, the huge light began to converge, leaving only white and green lines on the entire light column. At this moment, Qin Mohan discovered that there were five shallow grooves on the light column, and white and green occupied two of them. As the spiritual power continued to be injected, the colors in the two grooves became more and more intense, and the entire grooves were filled, and they were climbing all the way up. When the lines climbed two-thirds, Luo Yuan's eyes were a little relieved, because It still didn't stop. But after climbing another three inches, it finally came to a shaky stop.
Luo Yuan was a little disappointed and murmured: "It's top quality, it's still a little short of top quality."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the white and green lines suddenly shook violently and then disappeared without a trace. A golden line, almost twice as thick as before, rushed upward rapidly, crossing all the way to the top grade, and it still didn't stop after reaching the top grade! Finally, Luo Yuan heard an explosion, and the beam of light cracked!
Luo Yuan was stunned. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com