After entering the male channel, I disbanded the male protagonist’s harem

Chapter 8 Two bamboos and a cucumber
I didn't expect that there is such a connection between the three of them. In the original plot, it was not mentioned at all. It only focused on describing the male protagonist and the harem.

Song Yihe pushed open the door of his courtyard, and as soon as he walked in, he saw a white strip, only as thick as a baby's little finger, floating in front of his eyes.

The legendary cauldron spirit fainted from the smell last night and didn't wake up until this afternoon.

It was so angry that it racked its brains in the small courtyard to think of the most vicious curse words, and decided that today it must show some shame to this ungrateful mortal.

Don't think that you can do whatever you want with just a little bit of dragon blood and let yourself be open to the outside world.

As a result, before its anger could be vented, it was knocked back to its original shape by Song Yihe's name.

"Hey, little earthworm, are you waiting here specially for me?"

Earthworms, earthworms...

Although the Cauldron Spirit was born not long ago, he is also a natural weapon spirit and has a vague understanding of everything in the world.

Now!This ignorant girl actually called the spirit of a majestic dragon cauldron an earthworm!
This is simply a disgrace!
Its straight back twitched a few times, let out a small choked cry, then quickly ran back to its cauldron and cried sadly.

Song Yihe was stunned when she saw this scene. She seemed to have said something very hurtful just now?

She closed the door and walked to the Earthly Dragon Cauldron, comforting it: "Oh, don't be sad. You are so thin and small. Who would have thought that you would take the shape of a dragon? Didn't I just prejudge it yesterday and just follow my lead? "

The sobbing suddenly became louder.

"In this case, I will give you a name named Trafeng. Please stop crying, okay?"

The sobbing paused for a while, "Then, then you are not allowed to bathe with me."

Song Yihe looked indifferent: "That's impossible."

Cauldron Ling struggled for a while, then clenched and loosened its tiny claws like vine tentacles, "That, that, that, you must wash it after use!"

"make a deal."

The two of them successfully reached a consensus, and Ding Ling wiped away his tears and asked, "What is the majestic name you just mentioned?"

Song Yihe quietly probed: "How about calling me Langli Bailong?"

"White Dragon in the Waves?" Ding Ling tilted his head and his eyes gradually widened, "Sounds cool! You are really good at naming."

It flicked its tail happily.

"Then I'll call you Xiaolang from now on."

Both parties expressed satisfaction with the name.

Time flies by, and one year has passed in the blink of an eye.

On the first day of entry, Jiang Liuer and Song Yihe, who were supposed to be famous due to the incident with Senior Brother Zhong Huai, kept a low profile.

One of them didn't even go to class and spent every day practicing in Yiliuyuan with Gu Changzhou and Zhong Huai, while the other one was just busy.

Song Yihe had classes during the day, went to Yiliuyuan to practice swordsmanship at night, and returned to the dormitory at midnight. He was also busy taking medicinal baths and practicing. He was living in a daze, and he didn't even know what day it was.

If Jiang Liuer hadn't told her about today's inner door test, Song Yihe might have missed it.

Qingfufeng, Vientiane Tower.

Thousands of disciples gathered here.

In front of them was a high arena, with red silk tied to the load-bearing piles around it, fluttering in the wind.

The elders of each mountain and the inner sect brothers and sisters walked onto the ring, and the tassels of different colors swayed gently as they walked.There are three spiritual balls placed in front of them. The disciples will be divided into three teams to test the spiritual roots respectively, and then the deacons and elders of each peak will record their qualifications.

This posture made everyone in the audience more and more nervous.

"What should I do? I'm so nervous that my hands are shaking. If I don't have spiritual roots, I will never be able to connect with the inner sect for the rest of my life."

"Calm down," someone joked, "Just because you have spiritual roots doesn't mean you can definitely enter the inner gate."

The Shenyin Continent is divided into the mortal world and the immortal world. The immortal world is vast and sparsely populated, while the mortal world is exactly the opposite. The fundamental reason is that there are too few people with spiritual roots.

Only a hundred people among ten thousand people may have spiritual roots, and among these hundred people, more than half are not qualified enough. Most of them have four spiritual roots or five spiritual roots. Their spiritual energy is messy, and the road to immortality is difficult. They often stop at building the foundation, and then Hard to make an inch of progress.

In fact, we can't blame them for this. Thousands of years ago, the Shenyin Continent had sufficient spiritual energy. Even today's mortal world is also full of spiritual energy, with monks, spiritual beasts, and spiritual plants everywhere.

At that time, the Five Spiritual Root monks were truly talented and distinguished themselves from the rest.

However, thousands of years ago, a huge war between gods and demons swept across the continent. The demon gods and their people broke through the domain wall and slaughtered wantonly.

Although several powerful men joined forces at that time to drive back the demon god and kill him on the spot, this war caused an imbalance in the heavens and the continent was torn apart, with spiritual energy overflowing.

Gradually, the five-spirit-root monks who require more spiritual energy and resources to cultivate have faded out of people's sight, and have been replaced by single-spirit-root monks who can cultivate faster.

People also call it Tianlinggen.

As far as Song Yihe knows, the male protagonist Gu Changzhou is the Tianlinggen, which has a single attribute of Fire Spiritual Root.

They were nervous down below, but on stage they were relaxed and happy.

Huang Lian tugged on the snow-white sleeves beside him, stretched his neck and looked around, "Old man Li, where is the little potato from before? Why is it missing?"

Leader Li Guang pulled back his sleeve and cast a cleaning technique on it. Today's test was a grand event, but he couldn't let this old man ruin his image.

He said slowly: "How do I know this? Didn't she worship Shen Wenfeng?"

Then both pairs of eyes turned around.

Shen Wen snorted coldly, thinking of me at this time.

He reached out and pointed in the crowd, accurately pointing to the shortest one, "There."

Huang Lian and Li Guang looked at each other and said, "Hey, I'm a little taller than before. I've grown from a little potato to a small cucumber."

"The two children next to her are the children of the Gu family and the Jiang family. I heard that they have already started practicing qi, and they are rare good seedlings."

Elder Huang continued to use his expertise, "Oh, two bamboos and a cucumber."

The three chief disciples standing behind them heard their master's speech clearly: "..."

There are two people, one is a bright young man, the other is a bright and flamboyant beauty, and Song Yihe, who is sandwiched between them and has not yet fully grown, is also sweet, cute and full of energy. Is this the word you use to describe this person?

Song Yihe didn't know what was happening on the stage. At this moment, she was also a little nervous.

Over the past year, she had practiced with Gu Changzhou and the others, and with the help of fairy grass, she finally reached the third level of Qi training.

This speed is really not outstanding. She no longer fantasizes that she is a genius. She just hopes that she is not a loser like Four Spiritual Roots or Five Spiritual Roots. Thank God.

"Next, Gu Changzhou." The elder deacon held the jade slip with a serious expression.

Before that, they had Wang Caijun who had the spiritual roots of Jianfeng, the three spiritual roots of metal, wood and fire, and the other two peaks had several disciples with good qualifications.

(End of this chapter)