Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

After a moment, the light dissipated, but this did not dissipate the surprise on everyone's faces. Instead, the jealous and envious looks turned into pity and gloating.

Even Shi Tingfeng, who had followed Ling Wen and witnessed many disciple-recruiting conferences, was encountering such a situation for the first time. He, who had always spoken fluently, stuttered: "Lin...Lin Hao! Fire...fire spiritual roots...gold...gold, wood, earth...low-grade spiritual roots, low-grade four spiritual roots!"

After hearing Shi Tingfeng's report, there was an uproar below.

“I thought I was seeing things.”

"I thought I was seeing things, but how could this happen?"

"Yes, it is rare for two spiritual roots to differ by one level, but this person has a difference of three levels!"

"I thought there would be another genius like Lin Jinxing, but I didn't expect him to be a waste!" This time it was Chen Xu who spoke, his tone full of sarcasm.

Others did not refute it.

What Chen Xu said was true. The quality of the spiritual roots determined the speed of cultivation. The better the quality, the faster the spiritual energy could be absorbed.

Of course, this also depends on how many spiritual roots you have. If there is only one, then all the absorbed spiritual power will be absorbed by this spiritual root, and the cultivation speed will also be the fastest.

But if there are two, the absorbed spiritual energy will be divided equally between the two, and the speed will be half as slow, and so on.

Lin Hao's situation has never happened before. He has one spiritual root of the best quality, but at the same time he has three spiritual roots of the worst quality.

There was a person who had dual spiritual roots before, one of which was of high quality and the other of medium quality. However, his cultivation speed was not much different from that of a person with dual spiritual roots of medium quality.

When a monk practices, he will use more spiritual energy to fill his weaker spiritual roots.

This is because the two spiritual roots that exist at the same time must be advanced at the same time, otherwise one will go astray, and in serious cases, even die!

Therefore, even though Lin Hao has natural spiritual roots, he can only be regarded as a lower-grade fourth spiritual root.

This result surprised everyone present. Compared with the discussions in the audience, the upper floors were much quieter.

Qian Duoduo's joy turned into worry. He was very worried that Lin Hao could not accept this result.

After seeing the result, Tianji Pavilion Elder Luo Zhengze's expression returned to his previous superior and indifferent expression and he sat back in his chair.

Sure enough, it’s not a natural spiritual root.

The Fishers and their daughters were too unwilling to hide their gloating expressions.

"Alas, it's a pity that he doesn't have water spiritual roots. It seems that this child has no chance of joining our Yunzhong Pavilion." The first to break the silence was Yun Rao, the head of Yunzhong Pavilion.

But she clearly wanted to compete for a child with dual spiritual roots of gold and earth.

"I, Qiong Yu Pavilion, am willing to accept this child." Although he said this, the malice in Cang Chen's eyes was revealed to everyone without any disguise. It is conceivable that this child would not have an easy life if he fell into his hands.

Qian Baiyu frowned, looking confused, but after hearing Cang Chen speak, he did not hesitate any longer, and stood up and said, "I am willing to accept Lin Hao in Feihuafang. Lin Hao, are you willing to join me in Feihuafang?"

Lin Hao was a little dazed at first, but he came to his senses after hearing Qian Baiyu's voice. Everyone thought that Lin Hao could not accept the blow, but in fact, Lin Hao was surprised why his spiritual roots were different from the description in the book?

In the original novel, he was a low-grade five spiritual roots, and now he has become four spiritual roots. In the eyes of others, he is a blow that he cannot accept. In fact, Lin Hao was a little too surprised. From five spiritual roots to four spiritual roots, the speed of cultivation will be much faster. How can he not be surprised?

Qian Baiyu was not the only one who saw the malice in Cangchen's eyes. An Zhengyuan thought of Lin Hao's performance in the fight against the giant tiger in the fearless realm, where he was fearless with just one sword.

He is a good candidate, but unfortunately his spiritual roots are too weak and he is destined to achieve nothing. "Lin Hao, are you willing to join my Sword-Wenfeng Peak and become an outer sect disciple?"

When Chen Xu heard his master speak, his eyes were full of pride and even worry. Chen Xu hoped that Lin Hao would agree. When they were under the same roof, he would definitely humiliate him and let him know the gap between them. But would he really give up Feihuafang, which had better conditions, to come to Wenjianfeng to be an insignificant outer disciple?

Lin Hao ignored everyone's beating around the bush and was somewhat surprised when he heard the words of the leader of Wenjian Peak.

Wenjian Peak was one of his goals. If Lin Hao wanted to learn swordsmanship, Wenjian Peak was undoubtedly a good place to go. As for the status of an outer disciple and the pitifully few training resources? Lin Hao didn't care.

A sword cultivator doesn't really need any external help. He is a martial arts genius and can apply what he has learned to other sword moves. As long as he stays at Wenjian Peak, he will definitely learn a lot.

Lin Hao knelt down and kowtowed, preparing to agree. Everyone present was a little surprised. They didn't expect that Lin Hao gave up the opportunity to go to Feihuafang and instead came to Wenjianfeng?

Is it because of the self-esteem of a teenager, unwilling to accept charity from a good friend?

Ling Wen shook his head, obviously thinking Feihuafang was better than Wenjianfeng.

Qian Duoduo was also worried, fearing that Lin Hao would not accept Fei Huafang because his self-esteem was hurt.

At this moment, Lin Hao has already spoken: "I am willing to join..."

"Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and when they saw who had spoken, they all showed surprised expressions.

How could it be him?

Lin Hao turned his head and looked, with a look of surprise on his face, but what surprised him was that this was an acquaintance!

The young man in red who was being watched by the crowd laughed playfully and said, "Why are you all looking at me like that? It makes me feel embarrassed."

Although he said sorry, this man was extremely thick-skinned. He stretched out his hand and the wine gourd that had just rolled to the ground flew back into his hand. He lightly tapped off the dust and started drinking again.

It was as if he was not the one who had just proposed to take in a disciple.

"Ahem! Nanyou, don't joke in this kind of situation." Ling Wen's light cough interrupted the tranquility at the moment.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" He still looked so nonchalant.

Very similar! This is the voice of everyone present.

"But I'm not kidding." He turned to Lin Hao and said hello: "Hi! I said we would meet again, right? Lin Hao, are you willing to take me as your master?"

As early as when Immortal Ling Wen said the Taoist name Nanyou, Lin Hao was already confused. This seemingly nonchalant guy in front of him was the eldest son Qing of Immortal Nanyou who was known in the books as the one who could break the sky with one sword?

The book does not write much about the eldest son, Qing Zhuo.

After Lin Jinxing died, he sealed off Sifang Island until the great war between immortals and demons, when his eldest son Qing died a martyrdom.

How did this guy in front of him who didn't know how to sit properly become such an aloof and extraordinary person like Lin Jinxing?

Lin Hao was hit hard. He had always thought that Nanyou Xianzun was a replica of Lin Jinxing, but now? His fantasy was shattered.

"But this child only has four spiritual roots..." Ling Wen, who has always had a good relationship with the eldest son Qing, asked worriedly.

He was afraid that his friend was just acting on impulse and would regret it in the future. After all, Chang Ziqing had always been like this, doing whatever he wanted.

"Have you forgotten that I only have the third-grade spiritual root? Didn't I still enter the fusion stage earlier than you geniuses?" The eldest son's eyes turned a little colder as he glanced at everyone present.

When everyone saw that Chang Ziqing had a cold face, they either lowered their heads or turned their heads away, but they didn't look at Chang Ziqing.