The leader kept talking for a long time without getting any response. When he saw that she was distracted, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
“You don’t even want a single Fire Spiritual Root, how could you possibly want a fully-valued Heavenly Spiritual Root?”
"If it weren't for my identity as the leader, would you think that this good young talent would have your turn? Anyone in the sect who wants to accept Lin Ziyin as a disciple would crush you Wen Lingfeng!"
The Qing He female monarch asked arrogantly, "Senior brother, you are already the leader, who can give you tasks?"
"Don't bother me with these things. I have to pick a disciple today no matter what." The leader rubbed the jade ring finger, "I've announced it for you, it's Lin Ziyin."
Seeing that he was about to stand up, Queen Qinghe hurriedly stopped him and said, "Isn't there someone else who hasn't reached the summit yet? I will choose my disciple after everyone has finished testing their spiritual roots."
"Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely accept a disciple today!"
With the Dinghai Shenzhen, the master swallowed the words he spoke, which was more or less the same. But in the future, there will be no one as talented as Lin Ziyin. I really don’t understand what his junior sister is thinking in her mind.
The name is Qinghe, but it’s not really a lotus leaf in the pond that grew up soaking in the water.
Qinghe Nujun didn't know that her senior brother was slandering her in her heart. She leaned lazily on the back of the chair and looked down the mountain from time to time.
I don’t know if the little girl who claims to have a single fire spirit root is here.
After straightening her clothes and climbing up the last few steps of the stone stairs, she saw Qinghe Nujun, smiling as brightly as a spring flower.
"The second one who came up is also a little girl." The elder in charge of the spiritual root test murmured and said in a gentle manner, "Follow me to test the spiritual root."
Jin Chao followed the elder obediently, and noticed that a cold and venomous snake's gaze fell on her. She looked over and found Lin Ziyin's position easily, and curled her lips at her.
[Lin Ziyin must be wondering now why I didn't die in the wilderness according to her plan. Alas, luck is like this. 】
The elder suddenly glanced at Jin Zhao, and the little girl asked blankly: "Elder, what's wrong?"
[Why is Elder Goatee looking at me? I didn’t scold him just now. 】
After realizing that he was not hallucinating, Elder Goatee slowly digested the fact that he could hear the little girl's voice. But did she have any grudge against Lin Ziyin?
Elder Goatee couldn't help but look towards Lin Ziyin. She quickly lowered her eyes to hide her thoughts, but she was still unable to hide in front of the monk who had already obtained the golden elixir.
He frowned, but said to Jin Chao, "Just call me Elder Chen."
Chen Zhen subconsciously stroked her beard. She stretched out her hand halfway and then pulled it back. She couldn't help but think, does his beard really look like a goatee?
Will it look more handsome if you remove it?
Jin Zhao sweetly shouted, "Elder Chen."
In my heart: [Elder Goatee is pretty cool! 】
Chen Zhen twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly and said expressionlessly, "Put your hand on the palm print."
There is a long stone table in front of the soul-measuring stele, with lifelike cranes standing on both sides, and in the middle are two giant handprints sunk.
Jin Zhao put his hand up, and the calm stone tablet suddenly emitted light.
"Single Fire Spiritual Root!"
"Two single fire spiritual roots actually appeared! I just don't know how much this little girl's root value can reach."
"No matter how much the root is worth, this is a single fire spiritual root. Don't fight with me!"
"Master, you gave Lin Ziyin to Qing He out of selfish motives. This little girl must be left to us!"
Zhao Qin, the head of the Mingxin Sect, is about to lose his old face. As long as everyone knows about his selfishness, if you just bring it up openly, where will he put his old face?
"Okay, okay, I'll leave one of the two single-fire spiritual roots for you. Whoever can grab it will be his."
"As you all know, my junior sister has not had an apprentice since she was a child, and she is still alone."
Everyone thought so and understood the master's good intentions. Just be a little selfish, it's harmless, it's harmless.
Qinghe Nujun stared at the soul-measuring monument with gleaming eyes and said, "I want this now."
Zhao Qin was about to persuade her. Although both of them had single fire spiritual roots, Lin Ziyin's root value was eight, which was top grade. This little girl might not be as good as her.
When his eyes fell on the soul-measuring tablet, he froze, "The root value is eight too?"
"Is there smoke coming out of our Mingxin Sect's Patriarch Hall?"
Zhao Qin couldn't help but look back in the direction of the ancestral hall. He quickly looked away and looked at Jin Zhao under the spiritual monument from a distance.
Jin Chao raised his head slightly, and the red, flaming spiritual light seemed to be pressed down a little by something, stopping at the eighth mark.
No breakout nine.
But it was already pretty good, I smiled now.
Bright as spring flowers, bright and natural.
Zhao Qin saw that the little girl was well-behaved and worry-free, so he said: "In that case, you can accept this little girl named Jin Chao as your disciple."
One after another, everyone climbed to the top and tested their spiritual roots one by one.
Excluding the current one, there are fifty-one people who have passed the assessment, seven of them with double spiritual roots have entered the inner gate, and thirteen with three spiritual roots have entered the outer gate. They can enter the inner gate by passing the annual sect assessment. The remaining four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots, a total of thirty people, are miscellaneous disciples.
Lan Jingyao looked around in the team, "Why don't you see Jin Chao and Lin Ziyin?"
A disciple wearing Mingxin Sect uniform lowered his voice and approached him, "Brother, you have a future. You both know Lin Ziyin now."
Lan Jingyao said hurriedly: "If you don't dare to take it seriously, just call me Jingyao."
He hasn't officially joined the sect yet, so how dare he agree to this.
Even if you become a disciple of Mingxin Sect, you can only be a junior disciple.
Lan Jingyao is extremely humble.
The man smiled and patted his shoulder, "The two of them were called away a long time ago. They were probably discussing who should be the apprentice of Lady Qinghe."
"It's already been around this time, and the results have come out after thinking about it."
In fact, Jin Zhao and Lin Ziyin were not brought together at all, and there was no discussion.
Her nails dug deeply into her flesh, but Lin Ziyin didn't seem to feel it at all, and her mind was filled with the anger of being deceived!
If the head of Mingxin Sect hadn't said that Queen Qinghe would accept disciples from Shanda University this year, why would she not go to Liuxia Sect and come here instead.
Lin Ziyin resisted the urge to leave and chose Zhou Fuliu, the elder with the highest cultivation level, to be her master.
In the entire Mingxin Sect, only Queen Qinghe is in the realm of spirit transformation. Zhou Fuliu is now at Nascent Soul Dzogchen, which is only one level lower than Queen Qinghe. She is also an alchemist. Lin Ziyin feels better about this.
After receiving the satisfied disciple, Zhou Fuliu's lips barely moved. He took out a mid-level storage bag embroidered with a Luan bird and handed it to Lin Ziyin, "This is a meeting gift from my master. Open it and see if you can return it." like?"
Lin Ziyin lowered her eyes and glanced around. In addition to various elixirs, there was also a green-feathered peacock fan, which was very delicate.
"This bird fan is a mysterious-level magic weapon. You can use it first. When you have the style of magic weapon you like, I will find a better one for you."
The uneasiness in Lin Ziyin's heart dissipated a lot, and she spoke more sincerely this time, "Thank you, Master."
