Fighting the Martial Universe

The martial artists around, seeing that Zhang Mofan refused to leave, they started pointing.

After all, everyone present is a disciple of the appraisal. Naturally, they are treated equally. It is impossible to treat them differently because Zhang Mofan's test results are somewhat special, right?

Zhang Mofan's expression was indifferent, and he deliberately said, "It seems that the holy palace is also a vain name, and even my spiritual roots cannot be detected.

Turning around, he is ready to leave, no matter what, he has to get the qualification to pass.

Listening to Zhang Mofan's words, the Mu Ling was obviously angry, and said, "Boy, what do you mean by that? How dare you slander the Holy Palace? You don't have spiritual roots or you don't have spiritual roots."

The Saint Son on the side was a woman who seemed to be in her twenties. Crescent Moon frowned. Unlike Mu Ling, she was actually a man who knew how to adapt.

Dou Zhen couldn't test the spirit root, it was indeed weird.

Seeing that Zhang Mofan was about to leave, and with sarcasm, he couldn't help but walked up and said, "This appraisal disciple, Senior Sister Mu Ling speaks too directly. You are only in your twenties, and you have cultivated half of the mystery in the Western Zhou Holy Land. This place, talent is definitely not weak."

In the past, she had listened to the Lord's explanation of the matter of natural spiritual roots. Anyone has natural spiritual roots, as long as they become a martial artist, if a person really does not have natural spiritual roots, it is impossible to become a martial artist.

"There are also disciples who are clear."

Zhang Mofan said calmly: "However, I hope you can give me a satisfactory result."

"This!"

The female saint did not know how to give the result, her face flushed, and said: "This disciple, I have never heard of the fact that you can cultivate to a half profound level without spiritual roots. You first step down the ring, I will go Ask the Lord Zhang Wei for instructions."

She felt that it was necessary to ask the Lord for instructions on this matter.

"it is good!"

Zhang Mofan nodded and slowly walked off the ring.

Seeing Junior Sister leave, Mu Ling couldn't help but said: "Sister Zi Yao, you grow up so old, don't you have any sense of self-judgment? This guy is obviously a rascal."

"Senior Sister Mu Ling, you won't be wasting time anyway, just continue to test here."

After Zi Yao finished speaking, she left directly.

This time the Zhou Tianban, Zhang Wei Shengzun came, but she would not show up, and let the two disciples execute it all.

Mu Ling smiled coldly, looked at Zhang Mofan, and said: "Boy, you really won't die before the Yellow River. When the Lord pronounces the sentence, you will completely give up. For a short-sighted person like you, the future road of martial arts will also It won't be long."

When everyone saw this, they also had some gloat.

After all, Zhang Mofan was too strong before, and now he is very proud to see that Zhang Mofan can't detect the spiritual root of talent.

Especially Nie Gu, instead of personally defeating Zhang Mofan, he wanted to see Zhang Mofan eliminated in the first stage of the assessment.

"Zhang, why does Zhang Mofan have no spiritual roots like this?"

Su Xiaoyan became a little worried.

In the lost area, she had seen Zhang Mofan's strength, and with her own strength, she turned the tide and defeated many geniuses of the blood demon race.

How could such a person have no talent?

Nishang Fairy, also a little worried, a genius like Zhang Mofan should not be eliminated.

"How could brother-in-law have no spiritual roots? Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Xiao Shu talked to himself and didn't believe it at all.

"Myna, how could Zhang Mofan fail to detect Linggen?"

Duan Wushuang said.

From the time when Zhang Mofan could not detect the spiritual roots, Baye's expression was very solemn. After a long time, he said: "I have read a very ancient book before. It records things about the natural spiritual roots. Tier 1 to Tier 10 respectively represent the height that a warrior can reach. Of course, there are also talents with low spiritual roots, which can reach a high level through their own efforts and adventures against the sky."

"However, the talented spirit root really limits the cultivation of the martial artist to a large extent, and above the tenth level, it is Dzogchen."

"Myna, what level is your spiritual root of talent?"

Duan Wushuang asked seriously.

"I am Dzogchen, and those who can cultivate to the most holy, almost all are Dzogchen."

Ba Ye said: "Of course, there are also people who practice some scripture and calligraphy skills that can improve their spiritual roots a little bit the day after tomorrow."

"What's the matter with that Mo Fan's talent spiritual root?"

Duan Wushuang asked.

"There is only one explanation for his spiritual roots, not without it, but without level."

Ba Ye said.

"No level?"

Duan Wushuang's face showed a puzzled expression.

"The so-called lack of level means that his talent is not restricted by level, that is to say, his martial arts way will not be restricted by the spiritual root of talent."

Ba Ye said.

His martial arts spirit is Dzogchen, even if it is Consummation, there are levels, and will be restricted, so that it is difficult to break through the shackles of this world.

He practiced again and wanted to continue to break through the shackles. If he didn't find other ways, he would most likely fail.

Duan Wushuang was completely shocked.

In a laid-back attic.

On both sides of the attic, there are all city guards. Anyone who approaches will be killed.

Because there is a saint living here!

Sage Zhang Wei sat on the veranda in the attic, reading a book. This is a book given by the city lord, which records the geniuses of the Holy Land of the Western Zhou Dynasty in recent years.

"This Xiao Lengyu is not bad, he is actually Xiao Qian's junior."

"And this Zhang Mofan is actually a twin fighting spirit."

.......

She did not judge a warrior's strength, but their past deeds.

Only truly powerful warriors, talented warriors, can cause a sensation.

While watching, she saw Zi Yao coming, and she couldn't help asking: "Ziyao, why are you here?"

Ziyao arched her hand at Zhang Wei on the terrace, and said: "Some accident happened when Senior Sister Mu Ling was testing the root of talent ~www.wuxiaspot.com~."

"accident?"

Zhang Wei said faintly: "Is there any accident, do you need to ask me for advice? I brought the two of you here to exercise your abilities. As a way to become a saint, your character is very important."

Ziyao's face was slightly ugly, and said: "When Senior Sister Mu Ling detected a warrior, the fighting formation did not blast a light. Senior Sister Mu Ling said that the warrior had no talent and wanted to eliminate him."

"However, that martial artist is already half-stern, and it is impossible to have no talent. I think that if that martial artist is eliminated in this way, most of the martial artist is dissatisfied, so he wants to ask the master."

Zhang Wei groaned, her expression horrified: "Can't detect the spiritual root of talent? In the Sacred Land of the Western Zhou Dynasty a few days ago, the heaven and the earth were slightly distorted. Couldn't it be caused by the warrior?"

The slight distortion of heaven and earth cannot be sensed by ordinary people.

"This person has absolutely terrifying talent."

Zhang Wei stood up and said excitedly: "Go, follow me to the martial arts field."