Ling Chunan walked onto the stage. Seeing that he was young, the recording disciple smiled at him kindly, "Don't be nervous, just put your hand on the spirit stone."
Ling Chunan nodded obediently, then stretched out his hand and placed it on the spirit stone.
A dazzling blue light emanated from the spirit stone.
Everyone present finally withdrew their gaze from Zhang Zhifeng and looked at Ling Chunan in front of the spirit stone.
Ling Chunan looked up at the recording disciple with some confusion in his eyes.
Qingfeng withdrew his surprised gaze and reported: "Water-type spiritual roots!" Then he looked around at the master cultivators, who seemed to be waiting for instructions.
The new disciples below had already started discussing.
"It's a water-type spiritual root!" The eyes of the aristocratic family child who understood spiritual roots changed instantly when he looked at Ling Chunan.
"What's wrong with the water-type spiritual root?" someone asked.
"Water-type spiritual roots are the best furnace physiques, rarely seen in hundreds of years." Someone explained, and then he quickly said, "But we are a famous and upright sect, and we will definitely not do such dirty things. But it is rumored that people with water spiritual roots have outstanding looks, and now I see that it is true."
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At this time, several great cultivators and masters on the stage were also discussing.
Yunling: "Everyone, this child performed well in the entrance test before, and he has natural spiritual roots. He is a promising talent. Are you interested in accepting him as your disciple? Senior Brother Yunkuo?"
Yunkuo: "Master, I don't have any exercises suitable for water spiritual roots, and I'm afraid it will delay this child. Junior Sister Yunlan?"
Yunlan: "Don't look at me, I haven't taught a disciple with water spiritual roots. Senior Brother Yunbo, you have many disciples, and this child has good qualifications. You will definitely be able to do it, right?" Yunbo
smiled bitterly, "I have too many disciples. I just accepted a few more, and I'm afraid I'm powerless. Senior Brother Master, you are the master of a sect, why don't you accept him as your disciple? It's a pity for a disciple with natural spiritual roots to enter the outer sect."
Others echoed, "Yes, Master, you should accept him."
What a pity that you don't accept him? Yunling glared at the group of people in annoyance, straightened his posture, looked at Ling Chunan, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand.
Because there are too few water-type spiritual roots, they are more worthy of cherishing. Moreover, this child seems to be ignorant of worldly affairs. Whether from the perspective of an elder or a head, he cannot put him in the more complicated outer sect.
The masters discussed very quickly, so in the eyes of everyone, after Qingfeng read out "water-type spiritual roots" for a few breaths, the head of the main seat raised his hand.
Qingfeng received the order and reported loudly: "Dear..."
"Wait."
A cold voice came from outside the hall, and then a tall figure suddenly appeared at the door of the hall. He seemed to be walking slowly, but he was standing in the hall in two or three steps.
"Junior brother Yunsu, why are you here?" Yunling was stunned for a moment, and then hurried to greet him.
The other masters also stood up.
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