Although Lin Feng'er has followed Li Tiancheng for more than three years, she has actually been operating within the peak covered by the magic circle in Heimang Mountain.
Although she had seen some spells and Li Tiancheng taught her some, she didn't know what the world of cultivation was like. It was even her first time to ride on this flying boat. At this moment, standing on the flying boat, she felt the golden elixir stage monks flying
The speed of escape made the whole little face become a little nervous. After a while, after gradually getting used to it, it finally calmed down.
Lin Haoming handed over the control of the flying boat to Zhen Xiao, and then asked Lin Feng'er to follow him to a room on the flying boat.
Lin Feng'er knew that everything now fell into Lin Haoming's hands, but she was not afraid at all. In other words, she knew in her heart that even fear was useless.
Lin Haoming admired the courage of this little girl. He sat cross-legged in the room, looked at the girl in front of him, and said softly: "Although you are not old, your mind is mature. I will not treat you as a teenager."
Looking at a 20-year-old girl, since you finally chose to follow me, obviously your inner judgment of me is relatively reliable, so I won’t beat around the bush with you. Give me your hand first and let me see what your qualifications are.
how."
Just like Lin Haoming said, in Lin Feng'er's eyes, although she had just met Lin Haoming, through judgment, she felt that this person was at least much more reliable than Li Tiancheng. Although she didn't have much contact with the world of immortality, she also knew
, the world of cultivating immortals is very hierarchical, and the two women around Lin Haoming are obviously not as good as Lin Haoming in cultivation, especially the woman who is not very friendly to him. She is only in the Qi refining period, but she respects the person in front of her very much, and even has a kind of attachment. If
He is truly a treacherous and evil person, Lin Feng'er feels that this should not be the case.
Now that Lin Haoming opened his mouth to give instructions, Lin Feng'er naturally walked closer and stretched out her little hand.
Because of her age, Lin Feng'er's hands are not big. But they are very slender, with slender fingers. The nails are like petals dotted on her white and tender little hands, which makes her look particularly beautiful.
Of course, Lin Haoming wouldn't pay special attention to this. He just stretched out two fingers and placed them on her pulse, and at the same time, a stream of magic power was directly poured into her body.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Haoming withdrew his hand. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Lin Feng'er, who was also looking forward to it, and said slowly: "Your spiritual roots are five spiritual roots, among which the wood and fire spiritual roots are stronger. Of course.
The other three spiritual roots are actually not bad. Although the five spiritual roots are naturally very slow to cultivate, your spiritual root qualifications are outstanding among the five spiritual roots."
"Senior Lin, do you mean that my spiritual roots are good?" Lin Feng'er asked in a low voice without being very clear.
Lin Haoming shook his head directly and said: "Of course not. I can tell you that among the ten thousand monks with five spiritual roots, at most only one or two have the opportunity to build a foundation."
"What? Only a chance of 1/20,000?" Lin Feng'er looked a little surprised after hearing it clearly, and also a little doubtful.
Lin Haoming smiled faintly and said: "It's normal for you to be surprised. And to tell you the truth, even one or two people have a backer and can rely on a large amount of resources to accumulate on them. Only then can they have the opportunity to build a foundation and even advance."
Compared with cultivating the most common monk with three spiritual roots to achieve foundation building, cultivating a monk with five spiritual roots requires dozens of times more resources. Of course, because of your spiritual body, you may not
It requires so many resources, but in my estimation, it requires at least ten times the resources of an average person. As for advancing to the golden elixir, it will naturally cost more. Of course, your contact with the world of immortality is not bad, and you can't identify it now, but
After arriving at the sect, I believe you will understand it soon."
"No, I believe what my senior said!" Lin Feng'er thought for a moment and made her own judgment.
Lin Haoming was also surprised by this woman's decisiveness. If this woman were in a major sect of cultivating immortals and had better qualifications, her future achievements would probably be limitless. Lin Haoming was becoming more and more satisfied with this woman, and even felt something in his heart at this moment.
Lin Haoming understood the idea of accepting this woman as his disciple, but when he thought about the method of obtaining the Blood Phoenix bloodline, Lin Haoming felt that having the status of master and disciple was particularly awkward.
But at this time, Lin Feng'er followed: "Since senior is willing to spend resources on me, Feng'er is not the kind of ignorant person. Feng'er is willing to worship senior as his teacher. Feng'er's parents suffered an accident in his early years, and Li Tian became famous.
He is my master, but he has been secretly plotting against me. As long as the master treats Feng'er sincerely, Feng'er will naturally respect his master."
Lin Feng'er's words made Lin Haoming a little surprised for a while. At least he never expected that this girl would take the initiative to propose becoming a disciple.
This made Lin Haoming embarrassed, but when Lin Haoming looked at the girl's firm eyes, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
It’s difficult for me to practice for many years, but some things are still affected by secular concepts. Cultivation is inherently contrary to heaven, so why bother with those secular rules? I should be free and easy, and let me roam around in heaven and earth.
Thinking of this, Lin Haoming suddenly felt that his mood had greatly improved in an instant. The depressing feeling that had been weighing him down because of Ruolan's departure seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden, and his whole person became much more relaxed.
At this moment, looking at Lin Feng'er in front of him, Lin Haoming felt much more comfortable. He looked at her and said softly: "Okay, you are a very sensible girl. If you can really respect your teachers, then I will try my best to train you."
, I agreed to accept you as my disciple!"
"Disciple, Lin Feng'er, meet the master!" After hearing Lin Haoming's agreement, Lin Feng'er immediately knelt down in front of Lin Haoming and kowtowed three times, "Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Lin Haoming looked at her crisp movements and couldn't help laughing. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay! I, Lin Haoming, have been practicing for nearly a hundred years and have not yet accepted a disciple. You are my first disciple. It is estimated that in a long time
He is also the only disciple."
"Feng'er understands!" Lin Haoming seemed to have guessed what Lin Haoming meant.
"You're a very smart girl. As a master, I don't like red tape. Since you have kowtowed and become my disciple, you are now my disciple. As a master, I can't treat you badly."
Having said this, Lin Haoming touched the storage bracelet with his hand, and then a storage bag appeared in his hand.
"This storage bag was taken from a monk from another sect in my early years. It has two levels of storage space. It is a good thing. Now I give it to you. I have put enough spiritual stones and elixirs in it.
The medicine and some magic weapons you may need, please keep them!" Lin Haoming directly handed the storage bag to Lin Feng'er.
"Thank you, Master!" Lin Feng'er took the storage bag. Although her little face was a little excited, she didn't directly investigate it in front of Lin Haoming.
Lin Haoming was even more satisfied when he saw her ability to restrain herself. With a flash of light, a white jade pendant appeared in his hand. (To be continued.)