My Disciple Die Yet Again

Chapter 92: Pure yin

Ziyan raised his hand and waved, a crystal ball floated in the air, it was the ball that tested Linggen.

"Baby, come, put your hands up." Zi Yan smiled and opened his mouth to the daughter. Although the child can see the roots when he is one year old, if the age is too small, the test ball full of reiki is not good for the child, generally wait until five. Tested when you are old. So what is the root of his daughter, he does not know. Only he is very confident.

For a time, the whole audience was quiet, and looked at the little girl in the middle.

Perhaps the first time I faced so many people, the little girl was a little nervous, and she licked her own mother, and looked weak and looked back at Zhu Yao, until she saw her nod, then she assuredly pressed the small claws up. .

The audience was watching the change of the ball.

I saw that from the palm of the child, a little bit of blue light oozes and slowly spreads into the ball. In less than a minute, it has already filled half a sphere.

Well, Zi Yan silently praised in the bottom of my heart. The purer the root of the spirit, the larger the area occupied by the color of the ball. It is a very good spiritual root to occupy half of the ball. As long as there is another kind of spiritual root, even if it is the three roots, the cultivation will be great.

But... just waiting for everyone to wait, the blue has spread to the whole sphere a little bit, until it fills the whole ball, turning the crystal ball into a blue ball.

The purple scorpion has just called a good heart and fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Among the crowds there was a sigh of relief.

"No, this is impossible!" The purple face was pale and snowy, pulling up her daughter's hand and waiting for the color in the crystal to disappear. Pressed again above, but this time the result is the same as the last one, only the only blue, a single color represents a single root, and blue is...

"God. It's the water system."

"This is pure Yin!"

"The body of pure Yin, that is not the stove..."

"And it's still great..."

There were various voices of discussion on the scene. The people of this school were okay, and they all showed some sympathy to the little girl in the middle. The expatriates who were invited to participate there were completely unscrupulous. Start* naked to look at a child less than five years old. There is no greed and obscenity in the eyes.

The face of the purple scorpion is already white without a trace of blood, and it seems that a pair of blows is too big to react.

The children who were held tightly by him also began to panic. The children were the most sensitive, and the unsightly look around them made her afraid. I want to hide but I am still being caught by myself. I have already started to raise my fog.

"The purple scorpion head, there is also a son in the bottom, just built the foundation and match the money to match." Finally, a group of Yuan Ying monks could not help but open his mouth, he is the head of Ling Xiao faction, he thinks that the head The children of the head are very matched. That is the pure yin physique that has not been met for hundreds of thousands of years. Even with the double roots, you can go to Yuan Ying.

He opened his mouth like this, breaking the hustle and bustle of the audience. The elders of the martial arts, the heads of the infants, and the pro-disciples, have also asked for relatives.

The purple scorpion was so bad that it didn't bleed, but there was no way. He looked forward to the daughter for so many years. It is the water system of Tianling. The water system can't even be self-protected, and it is doomed that she can only do one stove for life. But that is his daughter, the pearl in the palm of my hand. How can he be willing.