Lord of Devour

night, silence.

However, the Ling's mansion was brightly lit.

Sifang Hall, this is the place where the Ling family used to receive distinguished guests, and there is little movement at ordinary times.At this time, there was a lot of talking and laughing inside, very lively.

"Squeak", the door of the Sifang Hall was pushed open, and a handsome young man walked in.The boy lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Perhaps the sound of opening the door was too loud, but as soon as the boy came in, he attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, isn't this cousin Ling Lin, what are you doing here if you don't go to rest at night?" A young man looked at Ling Lin at the door and mocked.The young man was only about sixteen or seventeen, with a handsome face, but his slender eyes were somewhat cold and mean.

"Heng'er, shut up. Although your cousin Ling Lin is in poor health and it is difficult to cultivate, he must have heard that there is an immortal at home today. He presumably wants to pay his respects to the immortal demeanor." As soon as Ling Heng finished speaking, an old man said so.After finishing the words, he bowed his hands to the purple-robed young man in the hall who was like stars and moons, with a flattering face.

This young man in purple robe is the fairy in the old man's mouth!

Seeing the father and son singing together in front of him, Ling Lin felt as if he was watching a play from outside.Thinking of this, Ling Lin felt a little funny, are these the so-called relatives, the life of the master of his own body is really not easy.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ling Yaotian frowned.Although it was well known in the Ling family that he didn't want to see this son, he was his own flesh and blood after all, so he was still a little unhappy to be ridiculed like this.

"Ling Lin, come and meet your Uncle Ning." He glanced at Ling Heng and his son who were singing together, and as if nothing had happened, Ling Yaotian said to the purple-robed youth beside him, "Let Brother Ning laugh at you!" gone."

"Is this the father who doesn't want to see me?" Looking at the middle-aged man in the hall, dressed in brocade, with a serious face similar to his own body, Ling Lin thought to himself.Then he strode forward, bowed to the purple-robed youth, and said, "Uncle Ning."

"Yeah" nodded, and the young man stood up.

In an instant, breathing could be heard in the hall, and all eyes were focused on him. The young man smiled and said, "Since everyone is here, let's get ready to start. Whether you have a fairy fate or not depends on you."

The young man's name is Lu Ning, and he is an inner disciple of Qingyuan Sect.

According to legend, there have been powerful beings, and it is one of the oldest cultivation sects in Dali Kingdom.The Qingyuan Sect once ruled the entire cultivation world of Dali Kingdom.It's a pity that with the passage of time, the outstanding people of the past are gradually buried in the loess, and there has been no rising star in the sect who can support the sect for a long time.To this day, the once great sect of heaven has shrunk to the point where it can barely be regarded as a middle-class level in the realm of comprehension.

But even so, the Qingyuan Sect is still the well-deserved overlord within a radius of [-] li, and dozens of nearby cities are under its control.It should be noted that cultivation depends not only on talent and hard work, but sometimes resources are even more important.

If the cultivation world needs resources, then for mortals, the most important thing is a fairy fate.

Yinjiang City is a city relatively close to Qingyuanzong.In the city, you can often see Qingyuan Sect disciples in Taoist robes.As the largest family in Yinjiang City, the Ling family often entertains some Qingyuanzong disciples who come and go.After coming and going, I got to know a lot.As time went by, there was a secret deal... The sale of the sect's quota of disciples was one of them.

But not everyone can be brought into the sect, the elders of the Qingyuan Sect are not blind after all!In fact, they turn a blind eye to these transactions. No sect would think that they have too many resources. Besides, the Qingyuan Sect is not as good as before. When the bottom line is not touched, these small actions of the disciples When not seen.

What is the bottom line, bringing a person who has no spiritual roots and no talent for cultivation into the sect.That's the bottom line!

Thinking of this, Lu Ning sighed a little, glanced at his friend Ling Yaotian who had known him for many years, and gritted his teeth secretly: You guys really know how to give me problems.That's all, that's all, as long as this little guy has a trace of spiritual roots, even if it is the worst, I will bring him into the sect.Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and Lu Ning's complexion was a little gloomy: If..., well, don't blame my brother.Glancing at Ling Lin who was looking down in a daze with his head down, Lu Ning's brows became even tighter.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he glanced at everyone in the Ling family, and Lu Ning said solemnly: "The so-called difference between immortals and mortals, not everyone can cultivate. Whether you can set foot on the road to immortality depends on whether you have spiritual roots!"

The spiritual root is the first thing to look for when recruiting disciples in the cultivation world. A good spiritual root means that the person has good talent.A person with a good spiritual root who cultivates for a year is worth a person with a weak spiritual root for several years, or even decades!And people without spiritual roots will at most struggle in the tenth level of martial arts.

"I hope I won't be tragically devoid of spiritual roots." At this moment, Ling Lin showed bitterness, his heart was agitated, and his arm holding the arm of the chair trembled slightly.But he knew that his body had a famous name, would a person called trash have a spiritual root?he does not know.I hope that fate will not joke with me again.

As soon as the spirit root was mentioned, the Ling family teenagers whispered, suddenly, "Do you think Ling Lin has spirit roots, giggling..." The girl deliberately bit the word "spiritual root" very hard, and laughed after she finished speaking. It was like telling a particularly funny joke.

The girl's smile immediately caused laughter from almost all the teenagers in the hall.

"Hahaha, it's just him, what are you talking about, a waste who is still climbing the third level of martial arts..." The black-faced boy who was speaking glanced at the head of the family whose face was getting darker, and immediately put the words that had come to his mouth. He swallowed the word "thing", "cough, cough, cough..." It didn't feel good to swallow the words alive, and the black-faced boy coughed.

The scene in the hall was somewhat silent, only the coughing had not stopped.Looking at the gloomy patriarch above, several elders of the Ling family frowned secretly. Even the elder Ling Xiaodi, the fourth elder of the Ling family who had sneered at Ling Lin just now, murmured secretly: "This group of ignorant little ones You son of a bitch, it’s okay to bully and bully this waste, but how can you say that they are father and son, and now in front of the patriarch..." Looking at Ling Yaotian, he found that although the latter looked gloomy, he didn't want to get angry Sign, Ling Xiaodi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Ling Lin lowered his head, and in his two lifetimes, he didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.Silently recalling the scene when he was practicing just now, Ling Lin seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Whether you have a spiritual root or not doesn't come from words." Lu Ning glanced at the teenagers in the hall, and said coldly, "You can tell by testing."

As he spoke, he touched a ring on his finger, and a black stone appeared out of thin air in Lu Ning's hands, "This stone is called Lingshi, you just need to hold it firmly. If the stone shines, it means that there is something wrong with it." Spiritual root, otherwise, there is no. In addition, depending on its light, the brighter it is, the better the spiritual root...Which one of you will come first?"

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"Without spiritual roots..."

"Next……"

"Without spiritual roots..."

"none……"

"..."

As time passed, the faces of the elders of the Ling family became more and more ugly.Up to now, only two of this group of teenagers have been found to have spiritual roots. You must know that the Ling family is flourishing, and now there are hundreds of people in Ling Lin's generation.

Seeing this appalling scene, the corners of some elders' mouths began to twitch slightly.Then there was a silent sigh, why do they often have spiritual roots...

"Next." After the words fell, there was still no movement.Already, almost all the teenagers in the hall have passed the test... After a pause, Lu Ning raised his head and looked at Ling Lin in the corner.

Thoughtful, Ling Lin raised his head, looked at the unremarkable spirit-testing stone, with firm eyes, stood up slowly, and said, "I'll do it!" The young man was firm, confident, and his tall and straight body had a strange charm is flowing.

Above, Ling Yaotian's gloomy complexion has already relaxed.Staring blankly at Ling Lin at this time, he seemed to see the elf-like woman from the past. "Pinger", he murmured to himself.Immediately, he seemed to remember something, looking at Ling Lin's back, his face that had just stretched out became cloudy again.

"He..." At this time, the teenagers in the hall were divided into two groups, forming a circle.In the center of this circle are the two teenagers with spiritual roots.

With the lesson learned just now, no one dares to speak out and mock her face to face.However, some sarcasm that seemed to be trying to suppress the voice inevitably floated out with the flow of air.

"Just him, doesn't he think it's not enough to embarrass the family?"

"Such a piece of trash like this actually bears the name of the young master of the Ling family, it really discredits the family..."

"Tsk tsk, if it wasn't for the owner of the house being his father, I'm afraid this trash would have been kicked out a long time ago..."

"Muyan, do you think he has hope?" The crowd fell silent for a moment when the words were heard, and it was Ling Heng who had mocked Ling Lin before.At this time, Ling Heng has another identity, possessing spiritual roots!And Ling Muyan in his mouth is another person with spiritual roots.

"Brother Heng was joking." Shaking their heads, the two looked at each other and smiled.

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