The Lingyuan Sect occupies Qingling Mountain with a radius of dozens of miles.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful and beautiful.

When Qingxi arrived at Gengu Hall, he found that hundreds of people had gathered here.

As the only sect within a thousand miles, the Lingyuan Sect does not have many formal disciples, only more than a thousand people.

However, the number of people in the entire sect exceeds three thousand.

This is because most of them are handyman disciples with no cultivation base.

Today's Qingxi is the preparatory disciple who started some time ago.

Preparatory disciples undergo a root and bone test every year.

Those with spiritual roots can become formal disciples and be trained accordingly according to the level of their spiritual roots.

Those without spiritual roots can also stay in the sect and become servant disciples, specifically serving the official disciples.

Some handyman disciples are more lucky and can even become elder alchemists, with a higher status than registered disciples among formal disciples.

In front of the Gengu Hall is a spacious open space.

Including Qingxi, there are only over a hundred preparatory disciples this year.

As for the other people around, most of them came to watch the fun.

"The time has come, start testing."

An old man in white clothes and white hair with a fairy-like demeanor came over, with a majestic expression and a thick book in his hand.

Beside him, stood a stone tablet about ten feet high.

This is a treasure specially used to detect root bones.

Qingxi glanced around and the old man's introduction immediately emerged.

[Type: Human race]

[Name: Xu Shan]

[Spiritual Root: Waste]

[Cultivation level: 30th level of Qi refining]

[Age: eighty-eight years old]

[Note: This person has entered the 30th level of Qi Refining for several years, and is currently an external deacon of the Lingyuan Sect]

Qingxi felt a little emotional about this introduction.

If he had not had any adventures, he might have been like Deacon Xu Shan in this life. He had only reached the 30th level of Qi Refining at a very old age and could barely become an outside deacon.

Then, eat and wait to die.

There is no possibility of being promoted to innate in one's life.

Deacon Xu Shan was not polite at all. He suddenly stepped down and a strong wind blew out, immediately suppressing the noisy scene.

"Line up and come one by one!"

Regarding Deacon Xu Shan's powerful momentum, most people were surprised at first, and then showed envy.

But some people expressed disdain.

"It's just a matter of Qi refining state!"

A young man with red phoenix eyes dressed as a young man from an aristocratic family hummed, strode onto the stage with his head held high, and skillfully stretched out his hand to press on the bone stele.

It's like, it's been rehearsed many times.

"Buzz!"

Dazzling red, orange, and yellow lights appeared and shocked the entire audience.

Deacon Xu Shan widened his eyes and announced loudly: "It is indeed a spiritual root! You are worthy of being the young master of the Wang family. In the future, you will surely spread your wings and be powerful in all directions!"

Spiritual roots represent the qualifications of a monk.

In the world of spiritual practice, there are ten known levels.

Scrap products, ordinary products, spiritual products, mysterious products, earthly products, heavenly products, top products, king products, holy products, divine products, the cultivation speed is doubled in sequence.

In a small place like Yunchuan Prefecture, treasures are legendary and are rare to see for thousands of years. Even if they appear, they will either be hidden in the snow or picked up and trained by a large sect outside the territory.

Under normal circumstances, Xuanpin is already top-notch.

In the hundreds of years of history of Lingyuan Sect, there is only one person who can reach Xuanpin.

That is the granddaughter of the current leader, the inner eldest sister!

However, Xuanpin spiritual roots are hard to come by and rarely appear even in other star powers.

Just like Wang Miao's spiritual roots, looking at the Lingyuan Sect, they are all geniuses.

In response to Deacon Xu Shan's compliment, Wang Miao, the young master of the Wang family, just looked arrogant and did not even look at him.

Deacon Xu Shan felt unhappy, but he did not dare to say anything.

Wang Miao comes from the Wang family, a well-known cultivating family. She has the Xiantian realm as a backer, and she also has spiritual roots. She is destined to become a great master of the Xiantian realm in the future.

But Xu Shan knew that he was only an outer deacon and his potential had been exhausted.

The future of the two can be said to be the same as heaven and earth, and there is no comparison.

"Okay, next one!"

Deacon Xu Shan calmed down his emotions and started doing business.

Following the stir caused by Wang Miao, others lined up to test the bones one by one.

But a spiritual root as outstanding as Wang Miao's has never appeared again.

Most people don't even have spiritual roots.

For such people, unless a miracle occurs, they can only become servant disciples.

A small number of people have detected waste spiritual roots and are eligible to become official disciples.

But waste is waste. If there is no chance encounter, at most in this life, he can become an outer sect deacon at the 30th level of the Qi Refining Realm like Deacon Xu Shan.

As for the second-level mortals, there are three in total.

Because Qingxi arrived too late, he was ranked last.

At this time, Wang Miao, who had already examined the bones, was standing on the side of the high platform with arrogance, hands behind his back, and looking at the other preparatory disciples with disdain.

As the prince of the Wang family, he is well-informed and knows that the leader of the Lingyuan Sect wants to select a person he likes among this year's preparatory disciples.

When I think about the fact that I have a genius-level spiritual root, while the others are at least mortal, I have to decide on this year's spot!

Thinking that he was about to become the headmaster's disciple, Wang Miao became more and more proud, and the disdainful smile on his lips became even thicker.

"Looking like this, you really deserve a beating."

Regarding Wang Miao's behavior, Qingxi curled her lips and secretly thought that if she didn't only have useless spiritual roots, she must let him know what it means to be outsiders.

"Tch, isn't it the spiritual root? I will blind him later!" The fat young man in white clothes standing in front of Qingxi looked at the arrogant Wang Miao and couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Regarding the fat boy in white's big talk, the people in front of him shrugged and expressed disbelief.

Moreover, they all took a few steps forward, obviously to distance themselves.

Only Qingxi gave the fat boy a meaningful look and said with a smile: "I believe you can do it."

Naturally, he had read Fatty's data.

[Type: Human race]

[Name: Linfeng]

[Spiritual Root: Spiritual Product]

[Cultivation: None]

[Age: 16 years old]

[Note: A person from Xiaoling Town has been helpless since he was a child. He grew up eating food from hundreds of families. He has mysterious luck. His future achievements cannot be determined by his spiritual root level. It is recommended that the host make friends and have some European energy.]

After browsing these properties, Qingxi couldn't help but be surprised.

Among the more than a hundred newcomers this year, only two spiritual products and spiritual roots have appeared so far.

Among them, Wang Miao comes from the famous Wang family in this area. The family has been passed down for hundreds of years. Although it cannot be compared with the one-star power Lingyuan Sect, there are great masters with innate realm in the family who are in charge. The background is very strong. Wang Miao can appear.

Genius, that's understandable.

But the appearance of the fat man Linfeng surprised Qingxi and thought to himself: "Linfeng has extraordinary luck. Even the system recommends making friends with him. Could it be that he is the legendary son of luck?"

Regarding Qingxi's words, Linfeng was startled at first, and then smiled honestly: "Brother, you are really discerning. I, Linfeng, have made you my friend. By the way, what's your name?"

"Qingxi."

Qingxi showed a kind smile.
To be continued...