Chapter 60 Foundation Establishment Senior

"Hey, it's you, I said why I haven't seen you all this time, I thought you weren't coming." The young man with the golden crown gasped when he saw Lu Xiaotian.

"This senior is just joking, this junior finally collected all the spiritual objects in order to join Lingxiao Palace, so why not come." Lu Xiaotian said.

"Junior Brother Hou, do you know him?" the thin woman asked.

"I've seen it once, and this kid is a little strange. He collected a lot of spiritual herbs that Qingdan Palace wanted but sold them all, and joined our Lingxiao Palace. Don't you think it's strange?" the young man with the golden crown said hesitantly.

"Really?" The eyes of the old man surnamed Zhao suddenly shone, like two golden sword lights stabbing towards Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian was uncomfortable all over, feeling as if he was walking naked on the ice and snow, under the eyes of the old man, there was no room for him to hide. The cultivation bases of the two sides differ too much, Lu Xiaotian can't get up the slightest resistance, and can only let it go.

"Go and register." After a while, the old man surnamed Zhao withdrew his gaze and said expressionlessly.

"Brother Zhao thinks this guy is suspicious?" said the only black and short old man at the table who had never spoken.

"Well, recently, there are several demonic sects that are ready to move, and the palace master has repeatedly issued five orders, asking us to strictly guard against demonic spies from infiltrating Lingxiao Palace. All people with suspicious backgrounds should be careful." The old man surnamed Zhao nodded.

The young man surnamed Hou Jinguan glanced at the spiritual root test results over there, and couldn't help laughing, "Even if you send a spy, you should send a decent one, at least with some strength. This kid is a bit weird, but he is definitely not like those talents." Yi Lin's genius, it would be great if he can cultivate to the great perfection of Qi refining in this life. There are at least tens of thousands of Qi refining monks in Lingxiao Palace, even if they are spies, they can make waves."

Seeing that the color of Lu Xiaotian's spiritual root was still beating on the jade plate, and he didn't intend to stop at all, the old man surnamed Zhao looked surprised, and couldn't help a moment of embarrassment on his face, it seemed that he was really worrying too much.

"Excuse me, senior, what kind of spiritual root is this junior?" Lu Xiaotian was also a little puzzled in his heart. The old man in black robe had tested it for him before, but he couldn't tell why. Now that he is no longer a beginner who has just entered the cultivation world, he knows the importance of spiritual roots. Since the other party is a powerful foundation-builder sent by the Immortal Sect, he should know more.

"This..." A trace of embarrassment flashed across the old man's face, but he had never seen such a phenomenon in the spirit root test. "Your spirit root can't be explained clearly, and it's not like the alien spirit root in the inheritance. The old man can't explain why. But since you have completed the task of the palace gate of the palace, you and the palace are also considered to have some chance, maybe You can try the exercises of each department to see which one is more suitable for cultivation, and it should be the corresponding one for you."

"Well, the test is over. You can go to the small courtyard in front and stay there. After the test and registration for all the new disciples are completed, you will be notified when you leave." The old man surnamed Zhao didn't want to waste time on Lu Xiaotian.

After seeing Lu Xiaotian's inferior spiritual roots, the qi-refining monks who were doing miscellaneous work didn't even bother to raise their eyelids. Even if they were lucky enough to get into the Lingxiao Palace with this kind of talent, they wouldn't do anything in the future.

Lu Xiaotian rubbed his nose, followed the guidance of the miscellaneous cultivator, and came down from the attic to the small courtyard downstairs. There are already twenty-five or six monks in the yard. The oldest one was a fat old man dressed like Yuanwai Lang, who was in the late stage of Qi refining.

Guo Yun, who didn't deal with him before, seems to have met a few acquaintances, and had a good chat with several other family monks in Wangyue City. Guo Yun left the attic without the sense of oppression he felt in front of the Foundation Establishment cultivators. Guo Yun once again showed his true colors, and taunted Lu Xiaotian, "Yo, who dared to be so arrogant to me before, but a guy who doesn't even know the root of the spirit, and doesn't know how he got into the present, it's really sad."

"What, you don't even know the spiritual root?" Several other monks from the Xiuxian family burst into laughter when they heard this.

A stern look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but this is not a place for fighting fiercely, the stern look flashed past, Lu Xiaotian didn't seem to hear what Guo Yun was saying, and found a corner to sit down on his own.

More than half of the courtyards are monks from the Cultivation Family of Wangyue City, and only a small number are from casual cultivators. With the help of family resources, people like Guo Yun are more likely to obtain the spiritual objects required in the mission of Xianmen than ordinary casual cultivators. .

Except for those formerly old people who gathered together, other casual cultivators separated in twos and threes. There is a clear distinction between the two sides.

The red-faced man from before also finished registration and came in at this time, and snorted when he saw Guo Yun's arrogant look, but seeing that there were many people on the other side, he didn't get too close to Lu Xiaotian this time.

Meeting by chance, Lu Xiaotian naturally didn't expect the other party to be the same enemy as himself. He glanced at the monks around him, closed his eyes and sat down. The inside is full of floating aura. It is necessary to refine these auras as soon as possible to consolidate the current cultivation base.

After running for a week, when he heard a flattering word, Lu Xiaotian's mind moved again, and he couldn't help opening his eyes, only to see a sturdy young man dressed like a farmer, who looked quite rustic, and took out a firewood to flatter him. The spirit stone, handed it to the young monk who had tested their spirit roots before, "This big brother, it's a small thing, it's not respectful. Can you ask the big brother for something?"

"Brother, I got started earlier than you, and my cultivation base is higher than most of you. My surname is Wu, and I want to be Brother Wu. A low-grade spirit stone, can you send a beggar?" The monk surnamed Wu reprimanded with a straight face.

Immediately there was a burst of laughter from the monks of the family, among which Guo Yun and a young man surnamed Liu laughed the most.

The burly young man suddenly looked embarrassed, and his originally dark face suddenly swelled into a liver color. This burly young man was named Peng Dayong. He was originally a farmer. After going through life and death several times, and almost exhausting the spiritual stones on his body, he managed to collect all these spiritual objects, and there were only a few low-grade spiritual stones left on his body. Just now he reluctantly took out a piece, but unexpectedly he was ridiculed, which really made him inexplicably ashamed and indignant, and he didn't dare to argue with the monk named Wu, and retreated to the side dejectedly.

"Senior brother Wu, I'm next to Guo Yun, please take it with me." Guo Yun took out ten low-grade spirit stones and stuffed them into the strong young man's hand.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Cultivator Wu's eyes lit up, thinking that people from the family are different, they know the rules, and they are generous. But these spirit stones can only answer a few questions at most, and if he is really asked to do something, he will definitely not do it.

"When I came to sign up just now, there were four foundation-establishing seniors sitting in the attic chatting and laughing. If you dare to ask senior brother who these four seniors are and what they like and dislike, I can avoid it. So as not to offend the seniors and break the taboo." Guo Yun asked with a smile, just now he was reprimanded by the old man Zhao, although he didn't dare to argue, but he still had lingering fears, so he paid more attention to this matter.

Hearing Guo Yun's question, the others all pricked up their ears. What Guo Yun wanted to ask was exactly what the others wanted to know.

The monk surnamed Wu also went through untold hardships to join Lingxiao Palace. Seeing the expressions of many disciples in the courtyard and not knowing what they were thinking, even Lu Xiaotian pricked up his ears.

The monk surnamed Wu sneered, it was Guo Yun who produced the spirit stone, how could he let others know easily. So he leaned over to Guo Yun's ear and whispered a few words.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for reminding me, I am very grateful." Guo Yun said with emotion.

"No need, since you have released the spirit stone, it is natural to mention a few words to you, unlike some disciples who are extremely stingy and want to take advantage of it for nothing. How can there be such a good thing in this world." Cultivator surnamed Wu snorted. The sound put away the Lingshi.