The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 12 Jiang Family Pearl
Jiang Mingzhu leaned lightly on the back chair, her eyes sparkled with crystal light.

In fact, she still doesn't really believe the information in the script.

After all, how ridiculous and absurd is it to accept that you are in a storybook?
She didn't believe that the majestic Miss Jiang was loved by her parents and valued by her ancestors.

He is a real genius with a single spiritual root, a top-grade wood spiritual root nine inches three!

People of the Jiang clan wake up early, although they are only six years old, they are gifted and intelligent, and they have been carefully taught since they were sensible, and they have genius treasures, hearing and eyesight.

Until now, I still have doubts in my heart, but if I confess to the elders in my clan, I am surprised to find that I can't speak.

Let's see, see if everything in this script will really happen.

Then make plans.

With a cold snort in her mouth, she didn't believe that she would become anyone's foil.

………………

Pei Xihe was also standing in the waiting line.

Neither Ji Changyun nor the other disciples on the spirit boat were by her side at the moment.

They brought back a fairy seedling, and they had some contribution points to claim, so naturally they went about their own affairs.

Use this contribution point to exchange for some cultivation resources or body protection, and return to your own place to practice separately.

No one has the responsibility to take care of others all the time.

Pei Xihe's age was just over four years old, and she was considered tall among her peers at 1.1 meters, but she was not as tall as those older kids.

And this time, all students under the age of 16 can participate. She was in the back row before, and was blocked by the tall person in front, so she couldn't see it at all.

At this moment, the team moved forward a little, and only then did they see clearly the true face of this first test.

It was a round mirror, surprisingly large.

The round mirror surface glowed with a silver-white soft light, and there was no inlay on the edge, but countless golden runes suspended, slowly rotating.

The person who tested put his hand on it.

A burst of soft light covered his hands, and the little boy in his early ten years did not blink his eyes.

Waves float on the mirror surface.

Pei Xihe also watched, curious.

In fact, the senior brothers and sisters had already said this when they popularized knowledge to her.

This talent actually does not only include spiritual roots.

Practitioners in this world can be divided into three categories.

Taoism, body, and spirituality.

Spiritual cultivators have pure spiritual roots, are good at handling formations and talismans, and use handprints to exercise Taoism. They are very powerful and often invincible in long-distance battles.

Those who cultivate the body have extraordinary roots, but their spiritual roots are often a little weaker, so they absorb spiritual energy, temper their bodies through various means, and achieve an indestructible golden body, which is enough to shake the heavens and earth. Their realm is the strength of their bodies.

Ascetics, cultivating swords, knives, guns, etc., they hone their bodies, and also learn magic skills and supernatural powers. They are the easiest to achieve extraordinary combat power, and they are the most numerous group of monks today.

And this Tianlun Baojian is an ancient god, with unpredictable power and supreme magic power.

It can clearly remove the false and seek the truth, and penetrate a person's bones, physique, blood, and spiritual roots, so as to judge the strength of talent.

Talent is divided into three classes, lower, middle and upper.

The low-rank qualification is purple, the middle-rank qualification is cyan, and the top-rank qualification is gold.

And at this moment, what glowed on the mirror was purple.

The purple color spread out, and the three-color spiritual roots emerged again, not too long, and there was no movement after that.

An old man with long beard and long beard, dressed in brown clothes, spoke slowly.

"Bone age twelve, three spiritual roots, low-end talent, can enter the second trial."

Although the boy felt a little depressed when he saw that his aptitude was only low-level, but he already knew his three spiritual roots and only one of them had grown to four inches.

As time passed, Pei Xihe saw a girl walking out of the delicate sedan chair.

It was the time of summer and autumn, and she was wearing a beautiful silk and satin dress. The sky blue dress was extremely exquisite, and on the skirt was a large delicate and complicated sunset flower.

Her skin was as white as snow, she looked about six or seven years old, and there was a hint of arrogance between her expression and eyebrows.

The facial features are exquisite and lovely, and those eyes are as clear as glass.

She put her hand on it.

Suddenly, a strong golden light burst out from the mirror!
Countless people cast their gazes.

Envy, jealousy, flattery, fear, many complex eyes gathered on Jiang Mingzhu.

She was still young, seeing so many people's flattering and envious eyes, she couldn't help feeling a little proud in her heart, and her expression became even more proud.

The golden light dissipated, and another green light and shadow turned into a flower.

The old man was also slightly surprised, and then said.

"Bone age six, single wood nine-inch spiritual root, mysterious wood spiritual body, top-grade talent, can enter the second trial."

The old man raised his head slightly and felt several dark eyes.

It is the powerful monk of the inner sect who is observing the sub-world with supernatural powers.

Seeing the distinct ancient character Jiang on the Chishui jade pendant worn by this girl, she immediately knew that she was the pride of the Jiang family.

Jiang Mingzhu walked into the door behind the mirror, where there was a second checkpoint, the road to the heart.

"It's amazing."

"Do you think you will be accepted as a disciple by the inner sect?"

"I'll see."

"Forget about a single spiritual root, it's still a nine-inch high-grade spiritual root. It's really unfair."

"He is still a mysterious wood spirit body, and his natural affinity for Lingmu spirit energy is hundreds of times stronger than ours."

"Oh my god, the wood spirit root plus the wood attribute spirit body, this talent is no wonder the golden color is so strong."

"God's pride."

"Sure enough, that is the jewel of the Jiang family, well-deserved reputation!"

"The Jiang family is said to have a unique bloodline talent. The Jiang family has a close relationship with Kunlun, so the elder didn't say anything."

Pei Xihe didn't know what the Xuanmu spirit body was, it seemed to be a very powerful talent, and she couldn't hide her envy in her eyes.

It's really amazing, but it's a pity that I have three spiritual roots. After listening to Elder Ji's careful explanation, I probably know what level my talent is.

Great talent, who wouldn't want it?

If you say that you are not jealous or envious, you are either comparable or stronger, and others say this, is it false or not?

Finally it was Pei Xihe's turn.

She was a little short, so she stood on tiptoe and put her hand on it.

A burst of strong cyan burst out, the cyan was very violent, and even faintly revealed a bit of gold, but it was hidden in it, not very real.

The cyan color is scattered, which is the manifestation of the three-color spiritual root.

Seeing the three spirit roots made many people look sideways, could this also be a middle-grade qualification?
If you take a closer look, it turns out that it is nine inches, which is really a pity.

The old man spoke lightly.

"Bone age four, three spiritual roots, upper-middle talent, can enter the second trial."

Being able to get an upper-middle rating instead of a mid-level rating made Pei Xihe roll her eyes with a smile. She had small hands and feet, and she was a little excited when she was happy, but keeping in mind the strictness of the fairy gate, she held both hands behind her back, So as not to get carried away.

Then he quickly ran into the door behind the mirror.

The second trial, here she comes.

(End of this chapter)