The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

Xia Zeyuan was very excited because he had exploited a loophole in the system.

This is like going to the market to buy vegetables. The meat that used to cost 100 yuan now only costs 3 yuan.

For the subsequent tasks, it would be best if the male protagonist could always stay in his sight.

Although Ye Yi is not Gong Yuxuan, he cannot be happy when he thinks of facing the same face every day.

Xia Zeyuan frowned and looked at him again.

Ye Yi's swollen forehead and the blood at the corners of his mouth looked truly horrible.

Forget it, why not keep it for now and take it one step at a time later.

In the previous life, it might be because I gave Gong Yuxuan too much face, which led to that bastard behind me being so arrogant.

Although Ye Yi is not Gong Yuxuan in this world, now that he is in his hands, he must vent his anger.

And there is no system or punishment mechanism for lightning strikes,

Whether to accept someone as a disciple or not, and even if you do, how you want to treat him or her, is all up to you.

When Xia Zeyuan thought of this, he wanted to tease him and also wanted to dampen Ye Yi's enthusiasm.

"Lin Jun, I remember that the sect's five-year spiritual test and recruitment event seems to be coming soon."

"Yes, there are less than five days left."

"Take him there and see if there is any elder who he can get along with."

The rejection in the words of Leng Yue Xianzun was so obvious that Ye Yi's eyes, which were full of hope, slowly dimmed.

Lin Jun was very happy about this and nodded quickly.

As if she was afraid that he would go back on his word, she quickly pulled Ye Yi's arm and left.

On the sixth day of September, when the first ray of sunlight appeared in the morning, the bronze bell hanging on the mountainside rang without being struck.

The humming sound of the bell is thrilling, and Lingyuan's five-year soul-testing ceremony is about to begin.

The young men who had lined up early in the morning passed through the barrier set up by Ling Yuan one by one.

The door to the world of immortal cultivation was officially opened for them.

They had different moods, some were nervous, some were excited, and some were uneasy.

This is an important opportunity, an opportunity that can change their destiny.

After passing through the Yuelong Gate, what comes into view is a large but not empty venue.

There were dozens of ancient spiritual instruments for testing spiritual roots placed on the field.

Its appearance is like a smooth and huge bronze mirror, with golden runes flashing from time to time.

The whole body exudes aura, appearing more mysterious,

Next to each spiritual weapon stood a disciple of Lingyuan Pavilion wearing uniform and ready for battle.

The one standing at the head was Jiang Shenglin.

The sect leader had never planned to accept a disciple before. However, he had always been diligent and hardworking, and his cultivation was naturally excellent.

Moreover, he is the first disciple of Elder Sikong, so naturally he is respected as the eldest brother by everyone.

Jiang Shenglin waved his sleeves to brush off the invisible dust on his body, and bowed respectfully to the elders sitting on the platform.

Turning his head, he looked at Sikong Zhao who was sitting next to the vacant seat.

"Master, everything is ready. The sect master has sent someone to ask for instructions, but there is no reply yet. Should we wait?"

Sikong Zhao stroked his chest-length gray beard and thought for a moment.

If Su Li hadn't been lucky, when the Jiuling Peak was left without a master after the old Lord Yuan failed to ascend, it would have accidentally recognized Su Li as its master.

It is impossible for a young boy to be the leader of Lingyuan.

Sikong Zhao thought of Su Li's arrogant and pretentious manner, frowned to hide his displeasure, and shook his head.

"How can the stipulated time be changed without permission? Let's get started without waiting."

"Yes"

Jiang Shenglin got permission, stood up and walked back to the crowded square.

"Everyone, please be patient. I am the first disciple of Elder Sikong, Jiang Shenglin. Lingyuan's five-year spiritual test and recruitment will begin soon.

As for whether you can successfully enter Lingyuan, which everyone is concerned about, it depends on whether your spiritual roots are pure.

Considering that the instruments used by the major sects to test spiritual roots were not necessarily accurate.

Now please line up and come forward one by one to have your spiritual roots retested."

The teenagers, who had never seen such a grand scene, could not help but feel nervous.

"What? We need to test again! Don't you trust us?"

Zhao Yu, who said he had a single spiritual root when he signed up, had naturally enjoyed all the resources of the entire family since he was a child because of his superior qualifications.

He was always flattered and coaxed by everyone, and even the clan leader had to be careful when talking to him.

Suddenly being asked to retest his spiritual roots, he questioned loudly with dissatisfaction

"You can just retest it. It won't take much effort. Are you faking it?"

The tall and thin man started to sneer with a look of sarcasm on his face. He had been unhappy with Zhao Yu since the registration.

"That's it"

"If you are serious, would you be afraid of retesting?"

……

Everyone was watching the fun and joined in.

"Who said that! What's true can't be false, and what's false can't be true! I'll let you open your eyes today!"

Zhao Yu was so excited that he rolled up his sleeves and glared at the tall and thin Lin Rui, ignoring the people in the queue in front of him.

He walked directly to the spirit measuring instrument

The people who were cut in line were all of the third spiritual root level, and they didn't dare to talk back. They could only silently step back a few steps and make room for others.

Zhao Yu glanced at the spirit-detecting instrument in front of him, which was emitting a powerful spiritual light, and swallowed silently.

There is only one spirit-testing instrument in the family, and he has never tried it a second time. What if the one in the family is really inaccurate?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel a little scared.

But before he could finish his conversation, Lin Rui and his team had already successfully put him on the fire.

He didn't allow him to retreat, and he hardened his heart and pressed down with his palm.

As he placed his palm on it, the light of the spirit measuring instrument slowly changed color, and in a moment, a red flame of light rose up.

He does have a single spiritual root of fire attribute.

"Good guy!"

After all, it was a spirit-detecting instrument from a large sect, and the detection was so clear and fast.

This was the first time that everyone saw a single fire spiritual root presented in this way, and they all marveled at the rich resources that Ling Yuan possessed.

Zhao Yu finally felt relieved. He turned to Lin Rui with his arms crossed over his chest, looking provocative.

"I remember that you have dual spiritual roots of water and fire, right? Not only are they mixed, but they also counteract each other. Even if you practice harder in the future, you can only be an outer disciple at best. What a pity!"

"you!"

The short and fat Lin Xiangyang's cheeks turned red with anger because his brother was provoked. He was about to step forward to argue,

Lin Rui grabbed his arm and shook his head silently.

Lin Xiangyang was furious, "Brother! You just let him be so proud? You are also..."

"Xiaoyang!"

Seeing that his identity was about to be exposed by his stupid brother, Lin Rui raised his voice and scolded him.

Lin Xiangyang immediately became like a balloon that had been punctured, and his high spirits quickly subsided.

Lin Rui lowered his voice so that only he could hear it and instructed

"Don't forget why we came here. Do you want the entire Lin family to die because of you?"