Underworld exchange group

Chapter 93

Even though Qian Dezhong has only been in office for a few days, he has heard of Yuwentong's name. It is said that he is extremely talented, and some people even say that he has spiritual roots.

What is Linggan?
It is possessed by those who have a fairy fate, and they are born with aura.

The speed of cultivation is like flying.

It is said that Yu Wentong was originally a lonely soul, muddled and wandering, but with the help of a little ghost to open up his spiritual wisdom, he has skyrocketed since then, and his cultivation has skyrocketed rapidly.

In just six years, he has cultivated the basic skills to the twelfth level of Dzogchen.

It took another three years to enter the realm of single ghosts gathering spirits.

It took a total of nine years.

Even if it is the second generation of immortals, it will take ten years to practice the best skills and pile up all kinds of resources on him to reach the state of single ghost gathering spirits. A few years, even 20 years.

And Yuwentong is just a lonely ghost.

Since there are no good exercises, there are no pills, and there are no magic tools to assist cultivation.

It can be seen how enchanting his talent is.

Therefore, some people speculate that he has spiritual roots.

After such rumors spread, Guo Shouyi took him under his command as an imp. He did a very good job and was very pleased with Guo Shouyi. Now he is one of Guo Shouyi's generals.

You must know that in the mortal world where spiritual energy is lacking, it is impossible to have a human body with spiritual roots.

How can such a person be born when the aura is gone?

Therefore, when he saw Yuwentong, Qian Dezhong knew it was going to be bad.

If Yuwentong does not have spiritual roots, Zhang Fan still has a chance, after all, Zhang Fan's talent is much stronger than his.

If you are afraid, you are afraid, Yuwentong has tested out that you have spiritual roots.

So the safest way is to refuse to allow Yuwentong to compete with Zhang Fan. Thinking about it, Qian Dezhong feels aggrieved. This is obviously his right but he is being deprived of it.

But is there any way, one is an old judge with deep influence, and the other is his immediate boss.

Qian Dezhong asked resolutely: "Master City God, please think again, after all, it is the rule of the underworld for a seventh-rank judge to appoint himself a ghost messenger!"

Hearing this, Wei Wuya frowned, looking very unhappy.

Isn't Qian Dezhong saying that he broke the rules of the underworld.

Wei Wuya said, "It's okay to try."

Guo Shouyi echoed and said: "Master Cheng Huang said, so why not try it! Yu Wentong, then you should try it first, lest anyone think that we are depriving him of the qualification to be a ghost messenger for personal gain, and let him experience your talent. Only people like you can do things for him, that’s his blessing, it’s as if we have done something to him, a dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn’t know a good heart.”

Zhang Fan was speechless for a while.

Damn it, there are such cheap people among the Lingguan.

This is to be a bitch and still set up a memorial archway.

Qian Dezhong blushed and was speechless.

"let's start!"

The next moment, a surprising scene appeared.

After a tremor, the densely packed black light spots on the scroll suddenly shot towards the sky psychically, and quickly merged into one.

In the blink of an eye, a huge black light cluster, one person tall, silently formed in the sky.

"go"

Yaoyao pointed at the black light ball with his hand.

Immediately, under the remote control, the huge black group fell like a meteor below, and after a muffled sound, it hit Yuwentong who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with incomparable accuracy. The moment the black light group reached his body, Yuwen Tong was pressed to the ground in the shape of the word 'big' with a "plop".

It seems that this black light group has an extremely heavy and incomparable power.

What's even more weird is that the black light group did not disappear immediately after suppressing Yuwentong. Instead, under the control of the hall staff, after a slight flicker, it wrapped Yuwentong into it.

After Yu Wentong on the ground took a deep breath, he suddenly let out a low growl, then slowly got up from the ground abruptly, sat cross-legged again with a grim expression, and then closed his eyes and practiced silently.

Seeing Yu Wentong sitting up again, Wen Juan Guo Shouyi couldn't help shouting: "Okay!"

City God Wei Wuya also stroked his snow-white beard with satisfaction.

On the other hand, Qian Dezhong's complexion was pale.

When Zhang Fan heard others applaud, he felt very bad, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Yu Wentong suddenly opened his mouth and let out a clear cry.

drink!
The black light cluster wrapped around his body turned into a black beam of light and soared into the sky. After reaching the high place in the sky, a blur turned into hazy light rain and danced down.

Qian Dezhong also held his breath nervously, stared at him, and remained motionless.

Zhang Fan couldn't help asking: "What happens if you have spiritual roots?"

Qian Dezhong said: "It will show a pure white light band."

Fortunately, Yuwentong's whole body is now wrapped in black light.

Zhang Fan asked, "Spiritual roots, aren't they very rare?"

Qian Dezhong said: "It's not just rare. After the immortals are separated, the aura in the mortal world has become thinner, and there have been no people with spiritual roots."

Zhang Fanxin said: It can't be such a coincidence.

Yu Wentong, who was still in pain at first, all the pain disappeared from his face at this time, replaced by a look of incomparable comfort.

Strips of crystal clear white light appeared on the body surface.

Guo Shouyi shouted excitedly: "Linggen, everyone, look, it's Lingen..."

Zhang Fan's eyes widened in surprise.

Really have spiritual roots.

Qian De's heavy foot softened, it was over, the qualification of ghost messenger was stripped.He didn't just care about Zhang Fan as a helper. If the news got out, he would definitely become the laughing stock of outsiders. What would hit him even harder was, a boss who couldn't even keep his subordinate position, who would want to be with him?This blow is the deadliest.

One, two, three...

Guo Shouyi was excited and undoubtedly added: "Not just one spiritual root, but three, it's three spiritual roots. Lord Chenghuang, did you see that Yuwentong has three spiritual roots in his body?"

Lord Chenghuang was also shocked: "It is indeed the root of the three spirits, my God."

It's not over yet.

Four...

five...

six...

It was not until the sixth article emerged that it stopped abruptly.

Guo Shouyi shouted excitedly: "It's the Liulinggen, it's the Liulinggen, you read that right, it's really the Liulinggen..."

Qian Dezhong heard that the whole person was sluggish, it was over, he just had spiritual roots, if he went all out to talk to Yan Jun, maybe Yan Jun would support him, after all, it is the rule of the underworld for a seventh-rank spiritual official to call himself a ghost messenger .

But Liu Linggen, such a talent, I am afraid that Yan Jun will cherish it.

It's over, it's over.

Qian Dezhong closed his eyes in despair, feeling as if all the strength in his body was drained all of a sudden, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan hurriedly reached out to support him.

Yu Wentong also seemed very excited, but restraining his excitement, he came to Guo Shouyi and clasped his fists and said, "It's a good thing that my subordinates have lived up to their fate."

Guo Shouyi nodded in satisfaction, and proudly said to Qian Dezhong: "Master Qian, what else can you say? Yuwentong not only has spiritual roots, but also six spiritual roots. Use it, hahaha."

Qian Dezhong's face was pale at this time, trembling with anger.

You won, and you still say such sarcastic remarks?

Zhang Fan was also very depressed. He didn't expect the situation in the underworld to be so complicated.

Guo Shouyi said: "My lord, the matter has become very clear. You can record Yu Wentong's name and seal it as a ghost god!"

Lord Chenghuang said: "Indeed, Guo Pan, you have found another talent for our Nancheng Difu."

Guo Shouyi said hypocritically, "This is what subordinates should do."

Guo Shouyi said to the hall staff: "Excuse me, write Yuwentong's name on the scroll..."

The staff in the hall said respectfully: "Obey!"

Yu Wentong's breath became short of excitement, he had waited for this day for too long, and finally watched the moonlight when the clouds opened.

From now on, we will also be Lingguan.

It's Yin God!
No more brats!
Parents, have you seen it in the spirit of the sky?Your son is promising.

Guo Shouyi laughed and glanced at Qian Dezhong and Zhang Fan, and snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth. Ordinary people still want to reach the sky in one step, wishful thinking!

"Wait!"

Suddenly a voice sounded.

I saw Zhang Fan walked over and said: "If I heard correctly just now, it seems that whoever has the better talent will be the one who gets the ghost seat."

Hearing what Zhang Fan said, Guo Shouyi laughed loudly: "Could it be possible, you think your talent is better than Liulinggen, don't you feel ashamed for saying this, if I were you, you would go back to the world in despair Go, I can't afford to lose this person."

Zhang Fan said, "How will you know if you don't try?"

The staff of the main hall said: "Don't worry about it, there has been no one with spiritual roots tested here for nearly a hundred years."

Zhang Fan said, "Excuse me, maybe today is a good day."

Guo Shouyi smiled and said, "Let him try it, let him try it, I am quite looking forward to it." By saying this, he believed that it was impossible for Zhang Fan's first generation of mortals to have spiritual roots, and he also wanted to see how Zhang Fan waited. Disappointed look.

It must feel so cool!

The hall staff said: "Okay then, you go and sit cross-legged over there."

Zhang Fan's eyes flickered slightly, he took a light breath, and sat down at the place closest to the ground scroll.

Immediately, he saw a beam of light coming, and he was immediately wrapped in black light, and after a while, his back felt cold, as if something had penetrated directly into his body.

But after watching Yuwentong test the spirit root just now, Zhang Fan didn't panic. He knew that some kind of power had entered his body, and immediately put his hands on the ground, trying to prop up his body.

But no matter how hard his arms were, his body was pressed to the ground and he couldn't stand up.

Zhang Fan was a little shocked.

His body has been tempered.

Just now I saw Yu Wentong being directly crushed to the ground, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Yu Wentong sat up just now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's breathing became a little short. After taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly propped up his body with his arms and pressed hard on the ground again, and finally his body slowly lifted off the ground. And rise.

During this process, Zhang Fan could even hear the crunching sound coming from the bones in his body.

The skin all over his body even turned slightly red under the heavy pressure.

People around made a sound of surprise.

He even sat up!

In an instant, Zhang Fan felt that his body was boiling, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly surging.

There were bursts of tearing pain, as if there were countless sharp knives cutting non-stop, and each time became more violent and violent.

Damn, it's so painful.

Zhang Fan yelled in pain: "Ah!!" In his mind, for no reason, he thought of the necklace Chang Haixin gave him, and the 'soul trace' on it that he would never remember.

At this time, it was as clear as if it appeared in front of your eyes.

The pain gradually dissipated.

Zhang Fan looked up at the sky, and saw the black light rain falling from the sky, which was truly beautiful.

"Spirit root, spirit root..."

Someone yelled uncontrollably.

One, two, three...

"My God, the spiritual root really appeared..."

Six, seven, eight...thirteen, fourteen...23, 24...

(End of this chapter)