Xiu Ruqin Dao cannot fall in love [Transmigration Book]

Mingzhi also doesn't know what his other spiritual root is.

There is no such memory in the original body's memory. Mingzhi once explored it by himself, but he only felt that it was hazy. The other spiritual root seemed to be covered in a cup full of thick fog, and he couldn't find it out no matter how he probed.

Mingzhi once asked the system, but the system didn't know, the plot of the original body's existence in this world is not important, so there is no relevant information.

However, Ming Zhi knew that the water root was damaged, the original body used his body to block the sword, and the sword that Han Yi blocked a hundred years ago not only damaged his spiritual root, but also shattered his soul.

Mingzhi originally thought that he was dazzled by the joy of the progress bar, and talking boldly to Han Yi was already showing the lowest EQ.

Unexpectedly, there are people outside the crowd, looking at the aloof, revealing the privacy of everyone, speaking of other people's spiritual roots in public, ignoring the faces of everyone present, and not feeling that there is something wrong with him. The mellow fruity fragrance bloomed on the taste buds with the sake. After savoring it for a while, Mingzhi put down the wine cup and said: "Ming doesn't know what the other spiritual root is, but according to my master's research, it should be related to the spirit root." It is related to water, but I already have a water spiritual root, if the other spiritual root is really related to water, Ming would be more than happy to speculate on the mutant spiritual root."

The spiritual roots of this world, the five-element spiritual roots are the most common, and the mutated spiritual roots are especially special and rare, but this rarity means that among the low-level monks in the world of cultivating immortals, they can meet or hear a lot of spiritual roots among the high-level cultivators. Because the cultivator with the mutant spiritual root in the miscellaneous spirit root is very talented, as long as the sect cultivates it carefully, even if he is a miscellaneous spirit root, he can do something big or small, so he is more famous.

Of course, there are also many sects who are eager for quick success and want to cultivate it into a single acquired spiritual root. As a result, the mutated spiritual root disappears after being washed, and sometimes people are also washed away.

Mingzhi's water root is damaged, and sometimes he competes with his disciples in the water system and sword art, and often feels that the flow of water is difficult to control. Although his cultivation base is high and he cultivates the ruthless way, the feeling of being powerless to manipulate is really great. not good.

Mingzhi's other unknown spiritual root is like a scratcher, you will never know what it is until you scratch it off.Although there are many mutated spiritual roots related to water, the five elements interact and restrain each other. Unless there is a grand prize, it will be the golden spiritual root that produces water, or the wood spiritual root that produces wood.

But no matter what, Mingzhi really wants to sense another spiritual root. Apart from eliminating the current state, the most important thing is, another spiritual root may make his cultivation progress bar go further?

"It would be great if it was a mutated cloud spirit root." Shierzi said expectantly, she seemed to remember something, and said, "Up to now, I haven't seen a mutated cloud spirit root. There was a cloud-type sword cultivator, although he failed to cross the tribulation and turned into ashes, but his set of sword formulas in the cloud made it quite difficult for the god master."

Shi Erzi snapped his fingers and looked at Ming Zhi with a smile on his face: "It just so happens that Fellow Daoist Ming is also a sword cultivator."

Mingzhi smiled and didn't speak, but he didn't really feel much in his heart, it doesn't matter what kind of spiritual root, as long as he can feel it.

"I used the Wanyuan Ancient Umbrella to see the spiritual roots here, but the identity of Little Brother Ren is not a mystery to me." Shierzi looked at Ren Sihe with a meaningful smile, and explained Finally, she looked at the Wanyuan Ancient Umbrella in her hand, thought for a while, and said, "However, the Wanyuan Ancient Umbrella cannot completely detect other people's spiritual roots and cultivation system physique. That’s right, only those whose cultivation level is similar and below mine can be tested.”

Shi Erzi smiled wantonly and flattened, his eyes swept over everyone in the audience.It's just that she didn't make it clear that everyone present is rubbish, and only she and Mr. Xiaohan have the highest cultivation.

Although the disciples of Wuwang Mountain were dissatisfied, it was the truth and they could only hold back.

Even the always good-tempered Xue Yuyu, the corners of his mouth were a little forced to bend.

Only Mingzhi didn't feel anything, he looked at Shi Erzi, he just thought that her personality would offend many people, but she just had the capital and strength.

As a member of Wuwang Mountain, Nan Hanjun's direct disciple, someone whose qualifications and cultivation base ranks high in Wuwang Mountain, Mingzhi came back to his senses, and greeted a wave of anger from Wuwangshan disciples around him. Eyes, I just feel inexplicable, what does this have to do with him, why are they all looking at him like this all of a sudden.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he even looked at him with a disappointing look of "Master, you are a disciple of Mr. Nanhan, and your spiritual roots are not as good as hers?", blinking.

Mingzhi ignored him and continued drinking.

"Brother Li, what is your other spiritual root?"

Shi Erzi put away the Wanyuan ancient umbrella, looked around, and fell on Li Xiuze again.

Li Xiu, who thought that the other party had forgotten him, bit his chopsticks, struggled for a while, and finally confessed: "Huo, fire root, the other soul root of this junior is fire root."

Shi Erzi nodded, she didn't care what Li Xiuze's other spiritual root was, she just asked.

What she is really interested in is Li Xiuze's Feng Linggen.

Shierzi held his chin and asked, "Do you know how many wind spirit roots there are in the world of cultivating immortals?"

Li Xiu shook his head honestly, he thought about it carefully, and replied: "...this junior knows that the young master of Absolute Wind Castle is the acquired single wind spirit root."

"Hmm." Shierzi nodded, and casually revealed a big secret, "It's true that he has a wind spirit root, but his wind spirit root is not born with it."

"?" Li Xiu had a puzzled look on his face. Everyone knew that the single spiritual root of the day after tomorrow was washed out by washing the spiritual root.

Ming Zhi guessed the reason very quickly, only slightly surprised.

But it has nothing to do with him, he silently ate a mouthful of peach blossom crisps, and quietly waited for the melon to be fed.

"This..." Ren Sihe's identity was exposed, which made him depressed for a while. Now that he heard a shocking secret, he was immediately revived with blood, "When the young master of Juefeng Castle was born, Juefeng Castle released the news, The master of Shaobao has two spiritual roots, the main one is the wind root, and later he succeeded in cleansing the spiritual roots, and he even held a feast for all cultivators."

"Yes, I have been there before seeing the snow." Shierzi's eyes were still glued to Li Xiuze, "The master of Juefeng Castle originally wanted to invite the autumn master, but the autumn master didn't want to go because the child was not born with a wind spirit. Root, what a pity."

She said it was a pity, but the smile on her face was not so bright.

The distance between Xiaoyao Island and Juefeng Castle is not far. When I was a child, Ren Sihe, the young master of Xiaoyao Island, was often compared with the young master of Juefengbao because he was about the same age as the young master of Juefengbao. Stealing... wait, everything is ahead of him, which made him unhappy for a long time.

Now that he heard that the wind spirit root that the person was proud of was not born, he was secretly happy, and couldn't help but want to know more details.

But Shi Erzi stopped talking, and continued to ask Li Xiuze: "Tell me again, who else is there?"

Li Xiu blinked, he couldn't figure it out, so he turned his head and looked at Mingzhi for help.

Mingzhi didn't hear his response for a long time, and he was surprised, but when he turned around and saw him looking at him eagerly, he was very puzzled, why Shangyou didn't give Li Xiuze's science popularization to the wind masters in this area?

"Congenital single wind spirit root," Mingzhi saw full of surprise in Li Xiuze's gradually brightened eyes, turned his head to look at the two Moon Floating Palace palace masters sitting on the seat, his words were clear and unhurried He spit out, "Moon Floating Twelve Palaces, Autumn Lord of Guiyue Palace."

"Wow……"

Congenital single wind spirit root.

A wind master.

Li Xiu's eyes were filled with longing. In his imagination, when this kind of big guy raised his hand, he would be hit by a gust of wind, and a wind blade wrapped in sword energy would be thousands of lingchi.

Shi Erzi observed Li Xiuze's reaction, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually rose, perhaps it was too obvious, Mr. Xiaohan cast a faint glance at her, a gap was suddenly cracked in the clean porcelain body of Shi Erzi's wine cup, and the wine flowed from this channel It gurgled out from the gap.

Shi Erzi put down the wine cup, and showed a normal sweet smile to Ming Zhi sitting down.

Little did they know, Mingzhi had already noticed the changes in her face and the whole process of their small interactions.

Mingzhi turned his head, looked at Li Xiuze with bright eyes, coughed lightly, and said, "Actually, there is another one, it's..."

"Which one is not important." Shi Erzi cut off Ming Zhi's words, "He is the day after tomorrow."

"H-Nurtured the day after tomorrow?" Li Xiuze's eyes became brighter, "A single wind spirit root in the day after tomorrow is so powerful, how many times does it take to wash the spirit root."

Li Xiu counted the number of times he washed his spiritual roots, 23 times, each time he almost passed out in pain, in exchange for such a high frequency of spiritual root washing, in addition to his current double spiritual roots, he also has his foundation that is about to be destroyed , both physically and mentally, I am afraid it will be difficult to repair it in the future.

"I just wash it once." Yuanchu came over, not paying attention to Li Xiuze's psychology, and said directly, "Mr. Yuanhe of the Qingshan School heard that the main spiritual root is the wind root. After birth, he washed the spiritual root directly. That's it, great."

"Shuanglinggen..." Li Xiu looked at his Fate Sword and murmured, "That's great."

"You are also a dual spiritual root now," Ming Zhi slapped Li Xiuze on the back of the head, he didn't pay attention to Li Xiuze's state, just heard his words, and said, "You are fine too."

Li Xiu looked at Mingzhi, blinked his eyes, and the light in his eyes gradually gathered, he nodded heavily: "En!"

Why are you so happy all of a sudden?

Mingzhi withdrew his hand, his mental age was not high, why did he already have a feeling that he couldn't understand young people?

Seeing Li Xiuze's reaction, Shi Erzi felt anxious, turned his head to Lord Xiaohan, and winked, indicating that it was his turn to go out.

"Li Xiaodao friend, is there someone around you who understands the wind cultivation technique to teach?"

Mr. Xiaohan closed his eyes resignedly, then opened his eyes to look at Li Xiuze sitting down, and asked.

"Huh?" Facing Mr. Xiaohan with a strong aura, Li Xiu pursed his lips, and replied cautiously, "Yes, my master has a friend who is good at wind cultivation..."

"Is that person a wind element cultivator?" Before Li Xiuze finished speaking, Lord Xiaohan asked again.

After hesitating for a while, Li Xiu shook his head: "No."

The corner of Mr. Xiaohan's mouth raised a faint smile, and he looked at Li Xiuze, as if he was looking at a fish that had entered the fishing net.