Poor talent for cultivation? Fortunately, I have a cultivation simulator

The vast square of the sect conference was packed with people. The dense crowd was like an ant colony, and the noise was deafening.

Today was the day to count the results of the secret realm.

Almost all the disciples of the sect came here, not only because they wanted to see what the disciples who entered the secret realm had gained, but more importantly, it was related to the bet between the sect and the Supreme Elder.

Ye Fan’s declaration on the ring before made the whole sect know about the bet, and everyone was looking forward to it.

Ye Fan.

Lu Ziteng.

One was rising like a meteor, and won the first place in the first and second rounds of the competition. He was also the disciple of the sect master.

The latter was the disciple of the Supreme Elder, and before Ye Fan appeared, he had always been the leader of the disciples of the Changsheng Xianzong.

Therefore, whose spiritual root after the reshaping was more superior made everyone in the Changsheng Xianzong very curious.~

"Senior Brother Lu, congratulations! You have condensed a top-grade sword spirit root. Even if Ye Fan flatters you, he can't catch up."

"That's right, that Ye Fan is just relying on his special power of physical cultivation. He is just an ordinary spiritual root. Compared with Senior Brother Lu who is a dragon among men, there is no difference."

In the middle of the crowd, a large number of disciples surrounded Lu Ziteng like stars surrounding the moon. Zhou Yun and Du Chang were fawning on him like running dogs.

"How can you say that about Junior Brother Ye Fan? Although he is just an ordinary spiritual root, he works very hard. He must have suffered a lot to cultivate his body to that level."

Lu Ziteng listened to these words, and responded modestly on the surface, but he was laughing in his heart. After knowing that Ye Fan had foolishly given all his spiritual energy to the woman next to him.

Lu Ziteng was sure that he had won the bet. Thinking that he would be trained as the next sect master, he felt that everything was worth it. At that time, he would definitely make Ye Fan live a life worse than death.

"It’s Ye Fan!"

"He is finally here."

People automatically made a path with the exclamations. At the end of the path, Ye Fan, with his sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, upright posture and extraordinary demeanor, was walking slowly.

Two goddesses who made the female disciples feel ashamed and the male disciples envious and jealous were following Ye Fan in, talking and laughing.

Luo Mengxin and Mu Yingrong.

Both of them were extremely beautiful, and each had a different temperament. The former was like a plum blossom blooming proudly in winter, cold and charming, but when facing each other, she always smiled frequently, like the warm sun in winter, pleasing to the eyes.

The latter had an extraordinary temperament of a lady from a noble family. There was a hint of nobility in her gestures, but she did not make people feel difficult to approach. There was always a faint smile on her delicate face.

Both of them were well-known because of the first round of competition. Their strength and beauty immediately made countless male disciples fall for them.

So, after seeing this scene, they were immediately heartbroken.

"How can this guy get to travel with two goddesses?"

"Ahhh, I hate it so much, why not me!"

"However, he is just a guy who got lucky. I want to see how he can still be arrogant after he loses to Senior Brother Lu Ziteng."

Ye Fan did not care about these slanderous words. After all, their identities were no longer at the same level, and a tiger would not pay attention to the clamor of an ant.

However, Luo Mengxin and Mu Yingrong beside him were angry. After the secret realm, Luo Mengxin's heart had been completely given to Ye Fan. Someone slandered him, which made him angrier than being slandered himself.

Mu Yingrong also secretly liked Ye Fan in the secret realm, so the two of them frowned. They frequently glanced at the crowd, and their eyes seemed to want to eat the person who was speaking alive.

Ye Fan slowly walked into the crowd and approached Lu Ziteng. The eyes of the two immediately collided. At that moment, it was as if there was a flash of lightning, and the solemn and murderous atmosphere immediately spread from the two people.

All the disciples couldn't help but hold their breath.

At this moment, in the square of the sect conference, the palaces of the elders were standing in the air, looking down at the disciples below from high above. The elders and the sect of the sect are usually elusive, and even for such a conference, they come to participate in the palace. Therefore, few disciples in the sect can pass the appearance of the elders and the sect on the stage.

Under the identification of Mu Yingrong, Ye Fan looked at the largest and most magnificent palace in the sky and whispered;"Is that the palace of the sect master?"

He was very curious about this master whom he had never met, but he had never had the chance to meet him.

At this moment in the palace, Leng Shuangyue's beautiful eyes were staring at Ye Fan, so that the whole palace became inexplicably cold.

Seeing Ye Fan walking with two beautiful female disciples made him feel strange. Moreover, not long ago, he knew that Ye Fan had given all his opportunities to reshape his spiritual roots to these two people.

Although she knew that Ye Fan didn't need this spiritual energy, she was inexplicably unhappy. This emotion was the first time he had experienced it in thousands of years, and she couldn't sort it out. After a long time, Leng Shuangyue suppressed her emotions and turned her head. He nodded slightly to the serving disciples behind him, indicating the start of the meeting.

After receiving the order, the serving disciples immediately passed the order down, and the elders in charge of testing spiritual roots in the square immediately began the test.

Soon, disciples came on stage to test their spiritual roots. For a moment, all kinds of light emanated from the field, making the crowd dazzled.

Because Ye Fan eliminated too many strong people in the secret realm, the disciples of the Changsheng Xianzong had fewer competitors, so the harvest this time was much better than before.

This made many elders nod their heads, and joy appeared on their faces, while many disciples below were envious and screamed in surprise.

"Medium-grade earth spiritual root!"

"Next!"

"Medium-grade water spiritual root!"

"Next one." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Top grade fire spiritual root!"

"Next, Luo Mengxin!"

As soon as this name came out, everyone immediately turned their attention to Luo Mengxin. She was wearing a white dress, and her delicate face was expressionless, like an iceberg goddess descending from the sky.

Under the gaze of everyone, Luo Mengxin moved lightly with lotus steps and slowly walked to the high platform. Wherever she passed, many disciples could actually feel a trace of cold air.

"Just passing by made me feel as if I was in the cold winter. Could it be true as the rumors said that Goddess Luo's water spiritual roots evolved into ice spiritual roots?"

"If this is really the case, Goddess Luo will be able to rise rapidly. This ice spiritual root is a rare spiritual root that can only be found once in a hundred years!"

"

How could that guy be so worthy of such a woman?". Dưới Đều Là Lạt Kê