Zhu Jin's eyes swept over Jun Yanzhi, and his tone, words and actions were the same as usual: "Please."

Wen Jing looked at Jun Yanzhi and carefully concealed the admiration in his eyes.

Jun Yanzhi's mind was all on the "Hundred Herbs and Thousand Souls Technique", and he didn't notice it. He lightly instructed Wen Jing, and his clothes fluttered, and he and Zhu Jin left in the wind.

Zhu Jin, dressed in black, had a blank expression on his face, and asked: "Did the disciples of Hongxiu Peak make things difficult for you just now?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhu, for your concern and for not making things difficult for me."

"That's good."

As the eldest disciple of Sect Master Xi Fang, Zhu Jin's daily words and deeds can be summarized in the four words "cautious and cautious". He has the true spiritual roots of water and soil, and his qualifications are above average. Fortunately, he has received the careful guidance of Sect Master Xi, and he has entered the middle stage of foundation building before the age of sixty, and has the hope of forming a pill. There are more than 140 disciples in Yurong Peak, who are taken care of by more than 20 foundation-building disciples. Therefore, Zhu Jin ignored the mundane affairs of Yurong Peak and followed the side of Sect Master Xi.

There is such a kind of people in the world, who do their duties properly, meticulously, and don't talk much. They never bully others, and help others when they can. They never add insult to injury, nor speak ill of others or stir up trouble.

Zhu Jin is such a person.

Although Jun Yanzhi admired him, he had no intention of making friends with him. He and him didn't talk all the way, and they came to Qingxu Hall one after another.

There was a sound of discussion in the back hall, but it fell into silence. The peak masters looked at the man coming from the front hall at the same time, silently.

Jun Yanzhi was not in a hurry. He glanced at Lu Yunzhuo lying on the ground and bowed his head to greet him: "Jun Yanzhi of Huishi Peak is waiting for the master's instructions."

Everyone looked down and saw a man in a blue shirt that was washed white. He stood tall and slender. He had a blue ribbon tied in his hair, which fell to his shoulders. He looked very elegant among his long black hair.

The faint fragrance of plants and trees spread in the nose, as if it was there and not there.

Zhu Jin stood behind Xi Fang calmly.

Lu Zhishan stroked his beard lightly, looked at him for a while, and said slowly: "Come forward and absorb the spiritual energy in this spiritual stone." Then he took out a light green spiritual stone.

Jun Yanzhi hesitated slightly, as if he was puzzled, but he did not ask. He took a step forward, put his hand on the spiritual stone, and closed his eyes.

The spiritual energy in the spirit stone immediately poured out and surged into the body. After a while, the spiritual energy dissipated and the spirit stone became dim.

Lu Zhishan looked deep and said calmly: "What spiritual roots do you have?"

Jun Yanzhi endured the surging spiritual energy in his body and said respectfully: "Gold and wood dual spiritual roots."

Lu Zhishan pondered for a while and said to Xi Fang: "I just tested his wood spiritual root. Are you interested in testing his gold spiritual root?"

Usually when testing spiritual roots, the spiritual root stone can only test the type of spiritual root. A single spiritual root is a heavenly spiritual root, a double spiritual root is a true spiritual root, and so on. If you want to measure its concentration, you need to consume a high-quality spirit stone.

Top-grade spiritual stones are expensive and rare. Just now, Lu Zhishan used a top-grade wood spiritual stone to measure Jun Yanzhi's wood spiritual root. Now, if he wants to measure his gold spiritual root, he will have to use up a top-grade gold spiritual stone.

This measurement method is really not something that ordinary people can afford.

Those with a single spiritual root have a strong spiritual root, while those with five spiritual roots are like useless roots. This rule has not changed for thousands of years. However, there are some extremely rare immortal cultivators who, although they do not have a single spiritual root, have very strong spiritual roots.

It seems that Jun Yanzhi is one of these rare people.

He has been silent for more than ten years. If it were not for the incident of Zhao Ningtian, I am afraid that no one would have discovered his talent.

Xi Fang thought for a while, then said to Zhu Jin, "Bring me a piece of top-grade gold spirit stone."

The spiritual energy contained in top-grade spirit stones is more than a hundred times more than that of low-grade spirit stones. Only those with strong spiritual roots can absorb all the spiritual energy in a very short time.

However, after Jun Yanzhi absorbed the spiritual energy from the wood spirit stone, he felt that his dantian was already full, so he immediately said, "Master, my disciple's cultivation is only at the foundation-building stage, and I can't absorb too much spiritual energy."

Xi Fang said lightly, "It's okay."

Zhu Jin immediately took the order and left.

Not long after, Zhu Jin came back and presented a jade box. Xi Fang personally took out the spirit stone from it and said to Jun Yanzhi, "You try it."

The spirit stone was about the size of a palm, and silver light was faintly flowing.

Jun Yanzhi pursed his lips and placed his hand on the spirit stone: "Sect Master, if I absorb spiritual energy again, I am afraid my body will explode and die."

Xi Fang just looked at him without saying anything.

Jun Yanzhi's face was cold, and he concentrated on absorbing spiritual energy. In an instant, his dantian was full and spiritual energy surged throughout his body. His veins were slightly exposed, his face was pale, and he felt that every part of his body was in great pain.

He raised his head and glanced at Xi Fang, but saw that Xi Fang's eyes were like torches. Instead of trying to save him, he was full of inquiry.

The leader of Huanghua Peak, Qin Feng, said: "Sect Master Xi, I am afraid Jun Yanzhi can't bear it."

Xi Fang said nothing. The back hall was silent, and only the sound of Jun Yanzhi's teeth clashing could be heard.

"Master, Jun Yanzhi can't hold on any longer."

Xi Fang still didn't answer. Jun Yanzhi looked angry and suddenly let go of the spirit stone: "Master Xi, what do you mean by this?" As he spoke, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He turned pale and fell to the ground, gradually losing consciousness.

Lu Zhishan said slowly: "It is indeed the foundation-building cultivation... You save him."

Jun Yanzhi was confused and only felt a hand on his wrist. The spiritual energy was slowly withdrawn from his body. The feeling of fullness and pain gradually disappeared, but he was still groggy.

Everyone in the back hall was silent for a long time, and Shao Jun said: "The wood spirit root and gold spirit root are so rich, not much worse than a single heavenly spirit root. Such qualifications are rare."

Lu Zhishan stroked his beard and said nothing.

Lu Changqing said, "In this case, can we let him try to accept the inheritance?"

Lu Zhishan looked at the young man lying on the ground, stood up and said, "I will go back to the Ancient Mirror Sect and will be back in two days. The demon cultivators have caused more than 70 people to lose their minds in recent days. They may not be able to cause trouble in a short time. I hope that Sect Master Xi will take good care of the 16 disciples of the Ancient Mirror Sect. They will not be in serious trouble within a month, but they will become more violent and even self-mutilate and eventually die. Now that Jun Yanzhi is here, they may be saved. Success or failure depends on this."

Everyone's face was relieved a little, and they stood up one after another: "Thank you, Elder Lu."

Finally, after seeing off Lu Zhishan and returning to the back hall, they saw that Jun Yanzhi had woken up. He stood up, holding his chest, and looked at everyone coldly, with a face full of ice.

Xi Fang took out a light red pill from his arms and said calmly, "I had no choice but to use spiritual energy to test your cultivation. Otherwise, if I tried it in other ways, I'm afraid you would be hurt more seriously. The magic cultivator should be in the Yuan Infant stage. If he deliberately gathered his magic energy and hid his cultivation, we would have no way of knowing. We must give it a try."

Jun Yanzhi's face was still furious: "Master, you only test my cultivation, but not others'. What's your meaning?"

Xi Fang flicked his hand, and a red pill flew through the air and landed in Jun Yanzhi's palm: "This is the Crimson Dust Pill, which can help you channel your spiritual energy. You have obtained the spiritual energy of two top-grade spiritual stones today, and with this pill as a supplement, you can go back and regulate your breath for a day, and your cultivation will definitely improve greatly. Come back in two days, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Jun Yanzhi looked unwilling, but he held his anger and did not refute. Finally, he clutched the pill and left. As

soon as he left the Qingxu Palace, he lowered his head slightly, and his mood finally relaxed.

Although he had long expected that Xi Fang and others would not easily believe him, he did not expect that his cultivation would be tested today. Unfortunately, no matter how they measured, they could not find out...

It was already dark, and the sky was full of red clouds. Jun Yanzhi swallowed the pill and returned to his residence.

Wen Jing had already prepared dinner and asked him what happened just now.

Jun Yanzhi told him everything that happened. His face was pale and there was blood at the corners of his mouth. At this moment, he felt a little weak and panted slightly.

Seeing him like this, Wen Jing couldn't help but said distressedly: "Brother, hurry up and eat, and take a rest after dinner."

She coaxed him to eat dinner, and helped him to bed.

Jun Yanzhi's face was still pale and he couldn't turn around. He was delicate and weak, and he nestled in Wen Jing's arms without saying a word.

Wen Jing couldn't help but wonder. Didn't Sect Master Xi give him a Jiangchen Pill? After taking the pill and regulating his Qi, his cultivation will surely increase greatly tomorrow, which can be said to be a blessing in disguise.

In such a classic upgrade flow, the male protagonist was first suppressed by suspicion, but later became the savior and inherited the scroll. But why did he lie down and couldn't get up when he came to his senior brother?

He didn't dare to talk nonsense. He finally coaxed him to sleep that night and covered him with a quilt before leaving.

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Two days passed quickly. Jun Yanzhi's breathing had returned to normal after a day of regulation. After another day, Lu Zhishan really returned to Qingxu Sword Sect on Yu Yanlong.

Jun Yanzhi was summoned to the peak masters again.

As soon as he entered the back hall, before he had time to salute, he felt a slightly familiar fragrance in his nose, and Jun Yanzhi was drunk.

Lu Zhishan said slowly: "Don't ask anything, close your eyes, and enter meditation."

Jun Yanzhi no longer followed formalities and sat on the ground. It was dark in front of him, and there was nothing in front of him. After a while, an old man stood with his hands behind his back in his sea of ​​consciousness. Endless sorrow once again swept from his consciousness and drowned him.

"... Is it you?" The old man's voice seemed to come from his mind.

"Yes, it's me."

"... The cultivation of the demon cultivator is not low."

"It's born with it."

The old man lowered his head, and his figure slowly became transparent, then disappeared, and finally disappeared into his consciousness: "It's you, go..."

The consciousness finally merged into one, and thousands of strange symbols appeared in his mind, but they formed clear words and pictures, rushing into his mind like a tide. After a long time, his mind was clear.

Jun Yanzhi slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked at everyone without saying a word.

Lu Zhishan looked at the empty ancient scroll in his hand, as if with regret, and sighed: "...Qi Dao was right. As expected, you are really the destined person."