In the next three days, Guo Huai's team tested six with five spiritual roots and one with western spiritual roots. Most mortals have no spiritual roots.
Spiritual roots are randomly given by God. It is said that for monks on both sides who have spiritual roots, the child has a higher chance of having spiritual roots.
According to Guo Huai's understanding on the jade slips, countless ancestors over hundreds of thousands of years have not yet understood how spiritual roots are generated.
Spiritual roots are indeed the channels through which monks absorb spiritual energy and exist in every body.
But although it is visible through the spiritual eye, it is not a real organ tissue.
It's a void energy channel that you can see and feel, but you won't find this organ even if you cut a person open.
Therefore, the generation of spiritual roots is still a mystery.
I have only heard of monks who can seize high-grade spiritual roots from their bodies, but I have never heard of monks who can take away other people's spiritual roots and install them on themselves.
Guo Huai thought that this was not allowed by the rules of heaven and earth.
After all, spiritual roots are given to people by the rules of heaven and earth, so how can they be changed at will?
Unknowingly, the Immortal Ascension Conference was coming to an end, and Guo Huai saw a familiar figure at the end of the team.
Zhao Yun looked excitedly at Guo Huai, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in front of the team. He didn't expect that the foundation-building monk he met last time was actually the elder of Yuqing Sect.
When the other person leaves, he will say, "Goodbye by fate."
Isn’t this fate coming now?
Zhao Yun poked his head in the hope of attracting Guo Huai's attention, but what he got instead was scolding from the Qi Refining Stage disciples who were maintaining order next to him.
Guo Huai had already seen Zhao Yun, and he was willing to take care of this little fellow.
Finally it was Zhao Yun's turn to test his spiritual roots. He first saluted Guo Huai, then placed his hands on the spiritual ball, expecting a miracle to appear.
The spirit-detecting ball instantly emitted colorful light seven feet high. Before Guo Huai could speak, Zhao Yun lowered his head in disappointment. After all, he still had a useless spiritual root.
"Although he has five spiritual roots, his aura is very high. He should be sent to the sect to serve as a handyman!" Guo Huai said lightly.
The disciples in the Qi Refining Stage who were recording on the side quickly took notes. Only then did Zhao Yun's eyes light up when he heard Guo Huai's words.
After more than ten days of busy work, the Immortal Ascension Conference is finally over.
On Guo Huai's side, a good seedling with double spiritual roots was first sent to the inner gate, Xilinggen was sent to the outer gate, and several five spiritual roots were sent to serve as handymen.
If it hadn't been for Guo Huai's words, these five spirit roots might not even be able to work as handymen this year.
Everyone has his own opportunity, and Guo Huai didn't pay too much attention to Zhao Yun.
After finishing the errand, the sect rewarded another one thousand contribution points. Guo Huai's identity card now has more than three thousand contribution points in total. He can go to the Sutra Pavilion to study formations again.
Contribution points were always not enough for Guo Huai, so he went to Cuiyun Peak to find Zhao Ming and asked him to help exchange for some contribution points. Guo Huai exchanged them for elixirs that were more precious for the foundation building period.
This was all obtained from Zhou Dai. Guo Huai exchanged tens of thousands of contribution points, which was finally enough to read all the jade slips in the formation.
Guo Huai was a science student in his previous life, and he was naturally curious about the battle method. He liked to study and research through summarization, induction, and analogy. After this period of study, his understanding of the battle method has reached a new level.
Looking at the "Preliminary Interpretation of Formation" left by Han Jing, Guo Huai no longer found it obscure and difficult to understand, but instead felt that he had benefited a lot.
During this period, Zhao Ming also broke through to the middle stage of foundation building. He was very happy and invited Guo Huai to drink some spiritual wine. The main reason was that the few pills Guo Huai asked him to exchange for gave him a great boost.
He also enthusiastically signed up for the competition within the sect, saying that even if he couldn't get a ranking, he could still gain experience in fighting.
Guo Huai believed this. Although he did not plan to participate, he was still willing to observe and learn how others fought during the competition.
Try to absorb some useful experience.
There are still three months left before the competition within the sect. Guo Huai is practicing hard in the cave in Cuiweifeng. He is making rapid progress. He vaguely feels that he has made a lot of progress and is about to break through to the late stage of foundation building.
There is no time to cultivate immortality, time flies by quickly.
If Zhao Ming hadn't come to urge him, Guo Huai wouldn't have known that three months had passed.
Today is the first day of the intra-door competition, and today there is Zhao Ming's game.
All the ancestors of the golden elixir stage of the West came. As for why Patriarch Zhou was missing, the other ancestors of the West didn't say anything, so naturally no one dared to ask.
They came mainly to prevent the disciples from being unable to hold their hands during the competition and causing death or injury.
Those who can come to participate are all the elites in the sect and will be the mainstay of the future. Even if an ancestor is killed or injured, the ancestors feel heartbroken.
There were more than 300 Qi Refining Stage disciples participating in the competition, and a total of ten were selected.
Ten of the more than 100 foundation-building disciples participating in the competition will be selected.
Zhao Ming drew lots and selected a late-stage foundation-building monk who was sitting on Wangfeng Peak.
Zhao Ming's game started in the afternoon, and Guo Huai stood in the distance and watched from afar. He didn't want to attract too many people's attention.
Zhao Ming has three spiritual roots: water, metal, and wood. The strongest aura is the wood spiritual root, so he is best at wood spells.
The monks sitting on Wangfeng Peak were in the late stage of foundation building, so they looked down upon Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming took the lead, and a green wooden vine rose from the ground, quickly growing countless branches and hitting the monk sitting on Wangfeng with a sound of breaking through the air.
The other party happened to be practicing metal-based skills, and he pointed a middle-grade spiritual energy sword to create afterimages all over the sky. Zhao Ming's green vines were cut into pieces by the flying sword.
Zhao Ming waved his hand, and arrows rained down from the sky, covering the opponent densely.
Suddenly, a golden round light appeared on the opponent's body, protecting his whole body, and all the dense rain of arrows was blocked out.
Zhao Ming roared angrily.
"Ghost Dance withered Vine!"
I saw a very thin black withered vine growing under the opponent's body. It easily penetrated the opponent's golden light shield and broke the opponent's defense.
The monk from Zuowang Peak flew into the sky at high speed and cut off the black withered vines with his flying sword. He shouted loudly: "Ruthless Broken Blade!"
The spiritual sword in his hand instantly became huge, emitting golden light and chopping down from high in the sky.
Zhao Ming commanded the black dead wood to attack on one side, and commanded his low-grade spiritual sword to attack sneakily on the other.
"Bang bang bang!"
The opponent's huge golden sword was split into two. One head was chopped down and crushed the black withered vine. The other head collided with Zhao Ming's low-grade spiritual sword, and the low-grade spiritual sword was broken in half.
At the same time, the opponent fired another golden light and hit Zhao Ming. Zhao Ming was hit and staggered. Fortunately, he had a wooden shield and a top-quality magic weapon to protect him, so he was not injured.
Before he could react, the other party shouted again: "Golden Light Sword Technique!"
Two huge flying swords turned into nineteen swords and hit Zhao Ming overwhelmingly. If the Jindan Patriarch on the stage hadn't struck quickly enough and emitted a yellow light to block the flying swords, Zhao Ming would have died. It hurts.
The monk sitting on Wangfeng flew to Zhao Ming's side and spat, saying disdainfully: "For a waste like you to dare to participate in the competition, you are really overestimating your capabilities and wasting my time."
Zhao Ming's face and neck were red with anger, and he was about to curse when he was suddenly kicked by the opponent and knocked unconscious under the ring.
Guo Huai quickly flew over to catch Zhao Ming. The Jindan Patriarch on the stage did not punish the monk Zuowangfeng for his behavior, but instead announced the opponent's promotion first.
