From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

A warm and tingling force passed into the body from the soles of the feet, making Ling Fei's small body tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he only felt his whole body trembling slightly like an electric shock!

Everything in front of him suddenly became blurred, and images kept flickering in his mind. He wanted to see clearly, but he could only feel the flow of light and shadow.

It seems that I saw it, but I can't remember anything!

"Ah—" Ling Fei screamed suddenly, which frightened the old man.

Normally, a teenager wouldn't feel too much when he awakened his talent. Nor will it be incapable of taking damage because of its fragility.

But this ceremony can't be stopped, otherwise it will hurt Ling Fei's soul.

The old man didn't care whether Ling Fei could hear him or not, and said softly: "Kid, hold on, don't take your hands away, you must hold on, the ceremony will be over soon!"

The old man looked forward, and he was surprised to find that there seemed to be a golden pattern flickering in the crystal ball, and then the golden pattern spread and intertwined around like a net.

The old man burst into ecstasy, could this be the golden talent?

It must be, although he has never seen it, but only the golden talent can have this golden pattern.

This really wants to revive my Wan Jianzong!

The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, so naturally he didn't dare to neglect it!

Then the golden pattern became weaker, and the next moment it retreated from the crystal ball into Ling Fei's body.

A majestic energy was released from Ling Fei's body, and the crystal ball shone with dazzling white light!

The old man has a sense of loss, isn't he a golden talent?

How, how could it degenerate into white, still dazzling white!

Ling Fei opened his eyes with difficulty, and said in surprise: "I, I seem to be able to practice!"

The old man was disappointed but said happily: "Congratulations, kid, you can officially join my Wan Jianzong to practice!"

Cultivating immortals means that they will ascend in the daytime and become immortals immediately. In the future, they will shine on the lintel of the family and become the pride of their parents!

Ling Fei said excitedly: "Really? What is my talent color!"

"Yes...it's white!"

"The spiritual roots are not fully developed, and you can only reach fifty, so you can barely cultivate!"

"ah!"

How could it be that it was only white, Ling Fei had always imagined that his talent was orange.

I didn't expect it to be the worst white!

Sensing Ling Fei's displeasure, the old man said softly: "Actually, white talent is also good. Don't you think there are many people who can't practice? At least you can practice!"

Ling Fei said seriously: "Isn't the white talent only able to be cultivated to consecration? Isn't it even impossible for some white talents to practice immortality?"

"Well…"

The old man was a little embarrassed, but children nowadays are really not easy to cheat!

The old man continued: "Talent can't determine everything, if you want to cultivate into a strong man, then work hard!"

Now Ling Fei is very happy after being enlightened by the old man, yes, what's wrong with white, I can still practice, I can still become a strong man!

"Well, I will work hard!" Ling Fei said confidently.

Ling Fei stepped aside, and his father asked, "How is it, did you pass the test?"

Ling Fei's fair face was flushed, and he said proudly: "That's natural. From now on, I can become a cultivator who can traverse the world."

"only…"

Ling Hao noticed a trace of disappointment in Ling Fei's eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's just... it's just white talent, barely enough to cultivate." Ling Fei said disappointedly.

According to the strong man of Wan Jianzong, it is better for a white talent to go home and be an ordinary person with peace of mind.

If such a weak talent embarks on the journey of cultivating immortals, the road ahead will be bumpy, and what's more, they will die in the hands of Tian Jie without even reaching the consecration.

Even if he achieves consecration, with his white talent, he can only live at the bottom of the immortal cultivators and become a slave.

Instead of this, it's better to go back to the fishing village. At least, you can eat and drink without worrying about the intrigue of cultivators.

Ling Hao rubbed Ling Fei's head, and comforted: "It's okay, what's wrong with white, at least, it can be cultivated."

"Children, remember, innate hard work is better than all talents!"

From now on, don't indulge in fantasy, don't let others disturb you, and practice hard.

"Eat the hardships that others can't bear, endure the anger that others can't bear, and pay more than others, so that you can enjoy more than others."

Ling Fei nodded obediently, "Don't worry, Dad, I will continue to work hard. Although I am not as good as others in terms of talent, I will do my best."

"only…"

Ling Hao knew Ling Fei's worry, so he lied calmly, "Do you know?"

"It is said that hundreds of years ago, a great power who ascended to the fairy world was a white talent, but through acquired efforts, his talent evolved to a golden talent."

"In the end, hang and beat everyone, across the world."

Ling Fei blinked his eyes, then they lit up, "Really, you have never left the village, so you must be lying to me, right?"

Seeing that his lies were exposed by a ten-year-old child, Ling Hao scratched his head in embarrassment.

With firm eyes, Ling Hao said forcefully, "Of course it's true, how can adults lie to children!"

"This great ability, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is passed down from our ancestors in our village, this cannot be fake!"

"Okay, I understand, I will work hard."

"I want to be like that mighty one. I want to rule the world and be a powerful one. At least, I won't be bullied."

A child's nature is so pure and innocent, no matter what others say, he will believe it, and then make a hundredfold effort.

Ling Hao said with relief: "You are still young, so you don't have to push yourself too hard. No matter how talented you are, at home, your parents will always be your safe haven."

Ling Fei said impatiently: "Okay, I get it, anyway, it's over with hard work."

"After talking so much, I'm hungry." Ling Fei rubbed his rumbling stomach.

"Okay, I'll take you home for dinner."

The long queue for testing Xiuxian Road is still waiting.

It didn't end until very late. It is said that the highest spiritual root, which has grown to 70%, was directly accepted into the inner sect.

And Jiang Anni was naturally selected, her spiritual root developed, 63%!

The night, like an extremely wide curtain, was quietly opened, and the blue sky was dotted with countless small stars, twinkling and twinkling.

The mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, pouring light as clear as running water onto the vast land.

It was getting late, in order to develop 60% of Zhao Yuan's spiritual roots, he would enter the Wanjian sect in the future, and there was a follow-up.

Zhao Yuan's family began to want to get close to the strong family, so they naturally provided them with a place to stay, and bought a large table of delicious food, as well as a bottle of aged wine.

"During the day, you were wronged." Jiang Anni looked up at the starry sky, blinking her big eyes.

"It's okay, it's a merit for the dolphins to return to the sea."