Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 30 No Spiritual Roots?

It's no wonder that the middle-aged man is so excited, after all, the Zongmen has not received Mutated Spiritual Roots and Heavenly Spiritual Roots for decades, this is a great joy for the Zongmen.

"Lei, mutant spirit root, late stage of Qi refining level 9."

The attitude of the middle-aged man changed drastically. One second he was very impatient, and the next he became smiling and amiable.

The eyes looking at Chen Feng seem to be looking at some rare treasures, and the whole body can't wait to stick to his body.

"Excellent qualifications! Come, come, quickly enter the main hall, it's cool inside. It's so hot outside, be careful of being exposed to the sun."

Chen Feng tidied his clothes casually, with a cold look, completely ignoring the middle-aged man's intentions.

The new disciples who were relatively close to the test ball came over one after another, hoping to get closer to Chen Feng.

After all, the reaction of the middle-aged man is obvious to all.

People who are still waiting in line for the test have different expressions, some are envious, some are jealous, and some are disapproving.

Although Fu Xiaoyun was at the end of the line, her eyesight was not bad, and she could see clearly. At this time, she was also a little surprised, "I didn't expect that this fool is still a genius. This qualification is good. In the future, he will definitely be a genius." The future is endless."

She touched her chin, "You can try hugging your thighs in the future, it should be very cool."

The excitement only lasted for a while, the long line moved slowly, and the test still had to continue.

Chen Feng did not enter the hall, he wanted to see Fu Xiaoyun's test results.

The new disciples around Chen Feng talked a lot on their own, seeing that he didn't respond to them, they left on their own.

A genius like him may not be friends with him, but he must not be easily offended.

The middle-aged man found that Chen Feng had no intention of leaving, so he stood up from the chair and put the chair behind Chen Feng, "Standing is so tiring, here is a chair, sit and watch."

Chen Feng was not polite to him either, he patted the non-existent ashes on the chair, and sat down gracefully.

Not to mention that he has a different feeling from the middle-aged man when he sits. He gives the impression of a gentle and gentle son, while the middle-aged man gives the impression of a sloppy uncle.

To put it simply, look at the face.
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"Water, Fire, Earth, Three Spiritual Roots, Level 4 Qi Refining."

"Aptitude is average, go to the corridor and wait."

"Gold, wood, fire and earth, four spiritual roots, Qi refining level 2."

"The aptitude is too poor, report to the handyman disciple."

The middle-aged man looked up and shook his head secretly. He was too old and there was not much room for improvement.

The man wasn't annoyed either, he had already tested it before, and he knew for sure that it would be nice to get a job as a handyman.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five spiritual roots, first-level Qi refining."

The middle-aged man looked at the person in front of him inexplicably, how did this guy get up here, so lucky?
"The qualifications are extremely poor. You were supposed to be told to go home, but due to the mistakes of the third elder, the fourth elder specifically ordered you to lower the requirements."

"You can pass two formations in a row, whether it's luck or something else, it's not easy."

"Assign you to the handyman, are you willing?"

The man nodded quickly, with joy on his face, "Yes! Thank you, thank you Immortal!"

He went up the mountain to try his luck, but now this result couldn't be better.

The team moved for a long time, and most of the people had taken the test, and then it was Fu Xiaoyun's turn.

In fact, she deliberately ranked last, the reason is a bit strange.

Chen Feng was about to fall asleep, but when he saw Fu Xiaoyun, he immediately cheered up, his back straightened, and his eyes looked forward.

Fu Xiaoyun slowly put his hand on the test ball and waited for a while.

The test ball was unresponsive.

The middle-aged man glanced at the test ball, then at Fu Xiaoyun, what's the matter, the test ball is broken?
"Try another hand."

Fu Xiaoyun lamented in her heart, she knew this would be the result, that's why she was ranked last.

She reluctantly withdrew her right hand, put her left hand on, and waited for a while.

The test ball is still unresponsive.

"No spiritual roots?!"

(End of this chapter)