The society is afraid of wearing a book and becoming a mermaid's mount

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If he read it correctly, he had seen that person by the lake in the Secret Realm of Fantasy Music, and he was among that group of people at that time. Although 12 years had passed, Huo Tingyan was sure that he would not be mistaken.

Just when he wanted to take a closer look, he was blocked by the monks who built up nearby. When the people in front dispersed, there was no one in that position.

Lin Yiran saw more and more people, and many people were looking at him who was being hugged.

He regretted a little that he didn't follow Huo Tingyan's suggestion to go to the spirit animal bag, but now he can only bury his head silently.

After waiting in the square for about a stalk of incense, a Jindanqi cultivator standing in the middle of the square stood up and said, "We are the deacons of the Criminal Law Hall of the Daotian Sect. We came here to hunt down evil cultivators. From now on At first, the monks living in Lemi Town stood on the left, and the monks who had just entered the town stood on the right, and received the magic weapon test according to the information registered when they entered the town."

After saying this, the man turned his head and cupped his fists respectfully to the Taoist robed female cultivator behind him, "Uncle Ziyun, all the magic circles have been deployed, as long as this evil spirit is still in Lemi Town, we will surely catch them all! "

The woman called Martial Uncle looked young, but her red phoenix eyes were not angry and prestige, and she had been in a high position for a long time at a glance. She nodded at the Jindan monk, "Then let's start."

Huo Tingyan heard the conversation between the two of them, and looked up at the ban on the small town, and it has been changed to a forbidden one. It seems that only this magic weapon with the ban can lead to the outside world.

No matter how sophisticated the evil cultivator's escape spell is, it is difficult to fly under this restriction, unless they are no longer in this town.

Lin Yiran secretly raised his eyes to look at the magic weapon used to detect evil cultivators. It looked a bit like a security gate. The other end of the security gate was connected to the outside of the city wall of the town. Cultivators who passed through the security gate could leave the town directly. , and at the other end of the security gate, there are also many monks surrounded outside.

The monks who lined up walked through the door one by one, and the bubble-like film inside the door would change color according to the attributes of the monks' spiritual roots. The fire and wood spiritual roots were red and green, and the five spiritual roots were five colors. The colors are...

The inspection scene, which was supposed to have a dignified atmosphere, changed inexplicably.

"Hey, I can't tell that this elder brother is a genius with dual spiritual roots at such a young age." A man in a white robe exclaimed.

The Shuanglinggen monk who was admired by him raised his chin calmly, deliberately walked slowly for a while, and walked to the other side of the detection door after a long time.

"My God, this young man looks smart and clever, but he didn't expect that he was just a talent with four spiritual roots."

The boy who was mentioned hurried past with his sleeves covering his face.

Huo Tingyan didn't pay attention to the other end, but looked down at the child who was curled up in his arms. He was obviously afraid of strangers and dared not raise his head, but out of curiosity, he peeked at the excitement in front of him with two eyes peeking out from his shoulders.

'Did you see that black-robed monk with mixed aura you just mentioned? 'Huo Tingyan sent a voice transmission.

'No. Lin Yiran scanned around carefully just now, but did not find the person from yesterday, "Is this machine just for detecting spiritual roots?" '

'Not all, what this Lingtian mirror measures is not the spiritual root, but the aura of the body. Evil cultivators can cultivate by absorbing the souls of monks, and the dantian is filled with all kinds of mottled qi. These monks who pass through the Lingtian mirror have clean spiritual power. It can't be evil cultivators. '

Soon it was Huo Tingyan's turn, and he heard the monk standing next to the mirror in the Lingtian ask with the entry list, "Yesterday, there were two of you entering the city, children, don't carry them and go by yourself, go separately."

When Lin Yiran heard this, he hugged him subconsciously, and then he knew that he had to go down this time, so he slowly slid down from Huo Tingyan's shoulders. At this time, almost everyone in the square focused their eyes on this, so many The sight of people made him feel very uncomfortable, the hair on his back seemed to explode, and a thin layer of cold sweat had already seeped out from the back of his neck.

Just as he stood there in a daze, Huo Tingyan's rough fingers touched the top of his hair, and then took his hand very naturally.

"Xiao Ran is the bravest." Huo Tingyan's voice came from above his head, not through sound transmission.

Lin Yiran raised his head and looked over, although Huo Tingyan's facial features were different and his expression was very serious, but those light brown pupils were still warm and moist like water waves, which miraculously soothed his extremely stiff heart.

Huo Tingyan turned his head and said with the manager, "The child at home is very afraid of strangers, senior, please forgive me, I will drag him through." Huo Tingyan is at the early stage of Golden Core, and the manager is at the middle stage of Golden Core, so it is correct to be called senior.

The steward lowered his head and glanced at the silent child, as if he had confirmed that the child was probably not the one they were looking for, so he nodded and signaled them to hurry over.

Huo Tingyan took Lin Yiran's hand and took the lead through the Lingtian Mirror. The colorful circles of light on the film flickered for a while. In an instant, the whole film seemed to be affected by the extremely cold current, forming countless fine and dense ice crystals, almost Everyone present could feel the biting cold.

Fortunately, Huo Tingyan passed very quickly, the ice crystals on the film melted before they could condense.

The group of monks waiting in line behind them suddenly went into an uproar...

"Oh my god, I didn't see it just now!" A plainly dressed young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was full of astonishment, "Is this a mutated single ice spirit root!"

"You read that right, oh my god, you can meet a cultivator with Heavenly Spirit Root in this kind of place!" said the people in the crowd behind him...

Just before their exclamations could be exhausted, the child dragged by the middle-aged burly man with a single ice root also passed the Lingtian mirror, and saw a very fast flash across the mirror that was almost frozen. The fierce thunder, and then countless water mist mixed with the power of thunder and lightning escaped from it. It was obviously just spiritual energy, but it rushed towards the nearby monks as if it had substance.

Everyone wiped off the water droplets on their faces in astonishment, and looked at the boy who had been picked up by the middle-aged man, but they didn't know how to react.

After a long while, a monk murmured, "Is this water spirit root mutated into lightning power, or is thunder spirit root mutated into water spirit power?"

"Oh my god, the father and son are both of the single line of heavenly roots." An old man was also stunned.

The steward standing in front of the Lingtian Mirror did not expect that the two people just now turned out to be two casual cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Root. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Master Ziyun, who was sitting in meditation not far away, but saw that the other party had opened his eyes. Looking here, he raised his chin in the direction of the mirror, and then closed his eyes again.

The person in charge immediately understood what the other party meant, and sent a voice transmission to his companion on the other side of the mirror, "Keep those two and try to win them over." '

Then he turned his head to look at the person behind Huo Tingyan, but saw that that person didn't have the excitement of the people behind seeing Tianlinggen, but instead looked sluggish and depressed.

When the steward got close, he heard the man muttering, "It's been bad luck for eight lifetimes, why should I be ranked behind these two people, what kind of rubbish is my spiritual root?"

While chanting, he walked past the precious mirror film, and saw that the film symbolically flashed three colors and then quickly dimmed.

A group of monks behind him said with great disdain, "Hey, it's just the three spirit roots!"

The steward quickly turned his head to look at the monk who had just passed by, only to see that the other party was even more depressed...

At the end of the line of monks waiting to be tested, two men in rough bunt costumes stood in the most inconspicuous corner, looking at the Tianlinggen that had just passed, and speaking in secret.

'Yue Chen, the spiritual roots of these two people will definitely restore our spiritual altars to their original state. 'Fang Yinxi's voice is much rougher than it was ten years ago.

Zhang Yue looked at the person on the other side of Lingtian Baojing with gloomy eyes and said nothing. After a long while, he replied in a low voice, "Well, don't you think this person's spiritual energy is very familiar?" '

Fang Yinxi recalled for a moment and shook his head.

'I followed the cultivator who took the secret treasure in the center of the lake, and the aura of the other party seemed to be the ice root. Zhang Yue Shen echoed in the past.

'Do you suspect this is the man? Fang Yinxi frowned sharply. They wanted to ask who they hated the most in the past ten years. Apart from Liuyanzong who had hunted and killed them for two years and the demon cultivator who had polluted their spiritual altar, it was the one who was in the phantom. The nameless monk who took the secret treasure in the center of the lake in Le Secret Realm but planted it on them, if this person is...

Fang Yinxi frowned and went back through voice transmission, "But this person is not the only one with ice-type spiritual roots in the world..."

"It doesn't matter if it's him or not." Zhang Yue looked at the backs of the two people leaving with heavy eyes, "Isn't it the best opportunity for you and me to repair the Lingtai with two casual cultivators with no background? "He's tired of living like a gutter mouse.

The life of the stars and the moon seems to be very far away from him, but fortunately... the opportunity finally came.

Fang Yinxi heard the words, the hesitation in his eyes became inevitable, there are too few Tianlinggen aptitudes, and even if there are, most of them are in the hands of the big sect, and there is no chance for them to make a move.

Lin Yiran didn't expect that the special effects of him and Huo Tingyan going through the security check would be so exaggerated. Hearing the voices of people talking behind him, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

This scene reminded him of the grand scenes in many novels when the protagonists tested their spiritual roots, the ones who pretended to be booed and were slapped in the face...

Now these three are almost complete, right? ? ?

While Lin Yiran was embarrassed, he also didn't forget to silently feel sorry for the man who walked behind them for a second. This probably meant that there was no harm without comparison, and this man was probably placed in the column of 'being slapped in the face'.

There were so many Sanlinggen monks in the past, but this one was ridiculed by everyone...

He looked up at Huo Tingyan who had been silent since just now, but unexpectedly saw the seriousness on the other side's face, and asked via voice transmission, "What's the matter?" '

Huo Tingyan frowned and looked back at the town, echoing, "Just now I felt that you were looking at us with uncomfortable eyes." 'Reminiscent of the man he saw just now, there is always a kind of anxiety in his heart that can't be realized, and he just wants to leave this place quickly.

Just as Lin Yiran wanted to ask more specific questions, the steward in charge of the town's exit stopped the two of them, "Two friends, please stay."

Huo Tingyan originally planned to leave directly, but when the steward stopped him, he turned to look at him, but didn't speak immediately.

"I wonder if the two of you are interested in joining our Dao Tianzong?" The steward had great confidence in his own sect and directly explained his intention.

But what he didn't expect was that the middle-aged man frowned first, looking like he was about to refuse immediately, and hurriedly said, "Don't refuse in a hurry, the demons this time are a bit weird. The spirit, however, only selects talented monks, and many monks with dual spiritual roots cannot escape its clutches, so inside our sect, we speculate that the demons may be targeted by monks with high-level spiritual roots." The steward's expression gradually became dignified, and The atmosphere that you are about to be killed is heightened to the extreme, "And the spiritual root talents you showed just now are very likely to be targeted by the other party."

Huo Tingyan raised his eyebrows, "And then? You just drag us here and wait for them to come out and suck our souls?"

"Where is that?" The steward probably didn't expect this person to speak so trickily, and was about to say something more, when he saw this person take out a simple-looking ark, jumped onto the ark with a child in his arms, and then Turning into a stream of light, it disappeared into the sky almost in the blink of an eye.

The steward, who had never seen such a speed before, slowly opened his eyes wide, and it took a long time before he realized the fact that he had lost a high-potential disciple.

This... doesn't seem like an ordinary casual cultivator, does it? ? ?

At least as the steward of a large sect, he has never seen anyone who can possess such a fast flying magic weapon...

The author has something to say: Guess we Fuguihua ignore you?

Fuguihua: It's better to go back home with you, idiot.

Steward: Fellow Daoists, please communicate in a civilized manner.

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