Although he didn't know why, Patriarch Yaoguang felt that this young man was unusual.

After thinking for a while, Patriarch Yaoguang flipped his hand and took out a magic weapon.

"Come on, Pei Yan, put your hands up!"

With the cultivation level of Ancestor Yaoguang, he can basically walk around freely in the Western Continent.

Therefore, he would not ask for the other party's opinion at all, but would give orders directly.

Pei Yan: ...

You tell me to let go, so I let go?

Gu Qingcheng widened her eyes and stared at the magic weapon that looked like a mirror.

This seems to be a magical tool for testing spiritual roots.

Gu Qingcheng is an earth-level weapon refiner after all, so he is very knowledgeable about magic weapons.

Even if you can't see through the other party's refining techniques, you can still infer the purpose based on the runes on it, the spiritual energy emitted, etc.

Pei Yan wanted to refuse, but he saw his kitten's excited look from the corner of his eye.

"Yes! Immortal Master!"

Pei Yan responded respectfully, stretched out a hand, and placed it on the handle of the "mirror".

Then, the mirror suddenly flashed with dazzling light!

"Water-type spiritual root?"

Oh my god, another one with natural spiritual roots?

The old face of Patriarch Yaoguang was flushed with excitement.

"Pei, Pei Yan, are you willing to take me as your master? And become the second disciple of Lingxiao Sect's Yaoguang Patriarch?"

Although Patriarch Yaoguang was anxious, he still spoke proudly.

Wow!

Everyone was stunned.

Han Linger, whose face was covered in blood, ignored the pain and froze...