Under the expectant gaze of hundreds of monks, the boy pressed his palm on one side of the transparent crystal column.
Then, the spiritual power in the body was used to invade its interior.
It is different from the spiritual power obtained through contracts like Jiang Fan's.
The boy who has spiritual roots within his body that can be awakened, the moment he awakens his spiritual roots, he automatically understands the way of operating spiritual power, just like instinct.
After a few breaths, three different colors of light slowly rose from the transparent crystal pillar.
Red, yellowish and white.
The monks who saw these three colors immediately understood that the boy named Yu Yuanliang had awakened the three spiritual roots of fire, earth and wind.
On the periphery of the central formation platform, in the attics of different heights but well-proportioned, bursts of inhaling sounds suddenly sounded.
On Jiang Fan's side, the maid in white was breathing stagnantly and stood frozen in place with dull eyes.
She covered her mouth hard, trying her best to prevent herself from screaming.
After a long time, she regained her composure and turned her gaze to Jiang Fan, who was beside her with a calm expression on his face. He leisurely pinched a piece of delicate pastry with his fingers and threw it into his mouth.
The maid in white swallowed her saliva and tried to suppress her shock.
This immortal master actually guessed it right!
How on earth did he do it?
The maid in white was puzzled.
At the same time, she was secretly thinking she was lucky.
I had previously reminded the other party, pointing out what was recorded in the information booklet about the fairy... the vision that Master Xiaoxian experienced when he was young, which was related to the two attributes of fire and thunder.
Fortunately, the other party did not listen to me, but chose to stick to his own opinion.
Although my starting point for this reminder was well-intentioned, it almost caused a big disaster due to a combination of circumstances.
Thinking of this, the maid in white broke into cold sweat on her back and felt very uneasy.
At this moment, standing next to her, Li Qingshan, who although he was a Foundation Establishment Realm monk, behaved like a slave in front of Jiang Fan and Sikong Yueling, was dumbfounded and speechless.
This mysterious Brother Jiang actually succeeded in winning the correct answer the second time he encountered this kind of handicap in his life.
Moreover, the accumulated spirit stones in the prize pool of the prize pool mode that he participated in happened to be several times higher than the normal number due to various coincidences.
A total of thirty-five thousand six hundred and ninety-five spiritual stones.
This is a number that makes you feel suffocated every time you hear it.
If there is no other monk in this round who gets the correct answer like Senior Brother Jiang.
This extremely luxurious sum of money will all be put into the storage jade bracelet by Senior Brother Jiang.
Thinking of this, the long-bearded monk suddenly began to doubt life again.
Can the gap between monks and monks really be so big?
When he looked at Jiang Fan, there was a rich complexion hidden under the shocked surface.
The practice of monks is inseparable from the four words "Dharma and Land".
In terms of wealth, although Senior Brother Jiang had no idea how much savings he had previously, after this incident, it would be difficult to find anyone richer than him among monks in the same realm.
When it comes to companions, there is an elusive dream in the hearts of countless male disciples in Lingxin Valley. Senior Sister Yueling, who is like a banished immortal, is always by their side and intimate with them.
In terms of law, just from the method that the other party used to treat himself, it is enough to see how deep he is.
As for the last place, he has the help of Senior Sister Yue Ling who will at least become the deacon and elder of Lingxin Valley. The best positions in the fairy cave in the valley are not left to him to choose at will.
I have never seen such an outstanding young prodigy.
Li Qingshan felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he thought of this.
I dare to admit that my nearly forty years of life have been spent on dogs...
In addition to the attic where Jiang Fan stayed, the monks' discussions began to gradually come from other places.
These discussions are sometimes mixed with the crackling sounds of broken porcelain and wooden products.
If you detect your spiritual sense, you can hear the monks roaring in various ways.
"Impossible! Why is this the result?"
"The information pamphlet provided to us clearly stated that this child had two different visions of fire and thunder when he was young! Why did he only see fire but not thunder!"
"The last child who successfully awakened his spiritual roots had wrong information once. Why is there still a problem this time?"
"Hey, that's all, that's all... I failed to hit it last time, and this time I missed it again. It seems that I have been a bit unlucky during this time..."
"Is Yunling Palace deliberately providing us with false information and trying to defraud our spirit stones?"
There are many meanings expressed in these growled words.
Some are just simply venting their dissatisfaction.
Some are complaining about their luck.
Others are targeting the organizer of this place.
Just as their voices became louder and louder, suddenly there was an extremely tyrannical pressure that swept past them.
Then, an ethereal yet thick old voice sounded in the ears of all the monks at the same time:
"My Taoist name is Kong Mingzi, and I am the owner of this place. Since the Yunling Palace was built here more than 150 years ago, I have never done any unfair tricks secretly."
"Anyone who has played here a few times will be able to prove the authenticity of what I said."
As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy hall of Yunling Hall suddenly became audible.
Jiang Fan sat on the Grand Master's chair, frowning.
At the moment when the coercion swept across the entire place, he discovered that the old man's spiritual consciousness seemed to pause on his body.
The reason why the other party showed such signs was probably because he saw through the disguise that the fox demon girl had put on him.
It can be seen from this that Kong Mingzi's cultivation realm is unfathomable, at least he is at the late stage of the Golden Core Realm.
If you have malicious intentions, I'm afraid something will happen.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel nervous when he thought of this.
At this moment, Sikong Yueling, who was sitting cross-legged on the Grand Master's chair next to him with a futon under him, moved his eyelids slightly.
The old man's message was directed at all the monks at the same time, and she naturally heard it.
She opened her eyes, revealing a pair of slightly surprised faint green eyes, and murmured softly:
"Kong Mingzi... I didn't expect that this senior has not fallen yet..."
When Jiang Fan heard the whisper from his senior sister, his heart moved and he asked:
"Senior sister, do you know the origin of Kong Mingzi?"
The girl heard Jiang Fan's question, nodded and replied:
"Of course I know that the Taoist name Kong Mingzi is recorded in the roster of the monks in our Spiritual Heart Valley. He is one of the disciples from two hundred years ago, and he is also the deacon elder of the previous term."
"After he left office, he concentrated on practicing in the fairy cave in the valley until he broke through to the late stage of the Golden Core Realm."
"Subsequently, he left the Spiritual Heart Valley on the pretext of looking for an opportunity to break through to the Spirit Gathering Realm, and has not been heard from since."
"Now, more than one hundred and seventy years have passed. Originally, I thought he had fallen. Unexpectedly, he was hidden in the royal city of Daqi Kingdom."
Hearing the senior sister's answer, Jiang Fan nodded.
No wonder it can be opened in such an important place, with such a background.
