Chapter 3: Spiritual Roots

  The second child was still a boy, very young, no more than eight years old. However, with the example of the previous boy, he also followed suit and looked at himself in the mirror one by one. After looking into the seven mirrors, not much time had passed, Yang Ling was still expressionless, waving his hand to let him stand aside, then letting the third person take the stage.

  Soon, dozens of people passed by like this, and everyone stood aside, while Yang Ling didn't have any expression during this time. If it wasn't for that initial cold hum, Lin Feng would have thought his face was born with a naturally expressionless look.

  At this time, the strange draft was still going on. The one carefully observing in front of the mirror was a seven or eight-year-old boy. The little boy was chubby and short, barely able to put half his face in front of the mirror. However, Yang Ling did not take special care of him because of this, and the time spent in front of each mirror was still less than five breaths.

  The first four mirrors were the same as everyone else's, and nothing special happened. Soon, the chubby boy came to the fifth mirror, stretched his neck and took a look. Suddenly, a bright yellow light burst out of the mirror, instantly wrapping the boy's head in it. The boy was clearly startled, reflexively taking a step back, and the light disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. The mirror returned to its original antique appearance, no different from the six mirrors beside it.

  Lin Feng stared at everyone on the stage as they looked into the mirror, and this scene naturally did not escape his eyes. When a bright yellow light shot out of the mirror, he was also shocked, thinking that something unexpected had happened, but after seeing the little boy retreat without any discomfort, he couldn't help but think about it. Was this what Yang Ling wanted them to discover in the mirror?

  The idea was quickly answered. Only the sound of Yang Ling's exclamation on the stairs: "Tǔ Líng Gēn!" (Earth Spirit Root!) Then, a rare smile appeared on his face as he spoke to the chubby little boy: "Take another look at the two mirrors behind you." His tone had a hint of parental affection, which was astonishing to the hundreds of children who were used to seeing him with a cold expression today. Although they didn't understand what "Tǔ Líng Gēn" meant, by now, anyone who wasn't an idiot would have known that this chubby little boy had already passed the test.

  As expected, after the little boy looked at the two mirrors behind him, although the mirror did not glow again, Yang Ling still kindly called the chubby little boy to his side and smiled and asked: "What's your name?"

  "Zhao Chun." The little boy looked a bit shy and seemed afraid of strangers, speaking in a silly way that was very endearing.

  Yang Ling nodded, with a smile on his face, and said: "You stand next to me first, I'll talk to you later." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Chun to stand beside him, then shouted at the next person: "You, come up!" His tone had returned to its usual calm state.

  Next was another long and strange gaze into the mirror, after passing by over a hundred people, another girl who could see the sky blue light from the third mirror appeared, Lin Feng learned from Yang Ling's mouth that this girl was Shui Ling Gen. Although the light emitted by the mirror was not as bright as Zhao Chun's, Yang Ling still showed a rare smile on his face, and finally pulled the girl to his side, standing together with Zhao Chun.

  At this time, Lin Feng already knew that Yang Ling let them look at the mirror, actually was looking for people who could make the mirror shine. Obviously, if someone could make the mirror shine, they would be chosen by the Yang family and learn magic. Understanding this point, Lin Feng's heart couldn't help but feel a wave of anxiety, hoping to go forward and try early, yet afraid that he wouldn't be able to make the mirror shine, unable to express what kind of mood it was.

  With this in mind, Lin Feng continued to watch the remaining children take the test. During this time, two more boys made the fourth mirror emit red light and were unceremoniously pulled aside by Yang Ling. Lin Feng arrived late and was at the back of the line, but despite the large number of people, each person only spent less than a few breaths in front of the mirror, so it was soon his turn to go on stage.

  At this time, Yang Ling no longer had the calmness he had when he first came, and a few smiles occasionally appeared on his face. Obviously, being able to find four children with spiritual roots made him very satisfied. Seeing Lin Feng take the stage last, he rarely said more than one sentence: "Don't be afraid, relax and watch."

  Lin Feng nodded, looked at the four people beside Yang Ling, they also roughly knew they were chosen, each of them showed more or less a smile, even Zhao Chun who was previously awkward, smiled and looked at Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng walked up to the first copper mirror, silently telling himself that he must succeed, he must succeed! Only then did he suddenly open his eyes wide and use all his might to stare at the copper mirror. The copper mirror seemed no different from an ordinary mirror, but when Lin Feng took a closer look, he discovered that many intricate patterns appeared on its surface, flashing with colorful lights in the sunlight. Lin Feng immediately understood that the flowing light he saw on the mirror was different from the flowing light seen on ordinary objects. Wanting to take a closer look, he suddenly felt a force pulling his mind into the mirror, and then the mirror emitted a strong golden light, shining so brightly that he couldn't even open his eyes.

  Lin Feng instinctively closed his eyes, shook his head, and the suction force instantly disappeared without a trace. The light in the mirror also vanished. At this moment, Yang Ling's exclamation sounded in Lin Feng's ear: "Golden Spirit Root!?" It seemed somewhat unbelievable, but this voice was even louder than when he saw Zhao Chun bring out the light. Lin Feng naturally heard it clearly, and his heart was filled with joy. Because from Yang Ling's performance today, only when he discovered Zhao Chun and the others would he have such an exclamation, which meant that Lin Feng might very likely be chosen.

  As expected, Lin Feng turned his head and saw Yang Ling smiling at him with a warm and friendly expression, saying: "Try the next one."

  Lin Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and with two steps he arrived in front of the second bronze mirror. He raised his eyes to look at the patterns on the mirror, slightly concentrated his spirit, and suddenly a suction force pulled his soul into it. Immediately, a green light burst out from the mirror, which was different from the first time, but everything else was exactly the same as the first time.

  Lin Feng, who had been prepared for a long time, felt his spirit being pulled at the same time and immediately closed his eyes, but the effect was no different from before, except that the time was shorter and the color of the light was different.

  "Huh, there's actually a wooden spirit root, and wood is at odds with gold!" This time Yang Ling's voice was somewhat surprised, the smile on his face also slightly frozen. He looked towards the unknown Lin Feng and said: "Try the next few again."

  Lin Feng's thoughts were dense, and he saw Yang Ling's smile was somewhat unnatural. He had already felt a bit uneasy in his heart, and the joy of having just brought out the green light was greatly discounted. Although he found it strange that he didn't get more praise for bringing out one more beam than others, he continued to look down.

  The third mirror, blue light; the fourth mirror, red light; the fifth mirror, bright yellow light. Every time Lin Feng looked at one, the mirrors emitted different lights, except for the last two, all five in front had emitted light. However, Yang Ling's face gradually changed from initial excitement to increasingly ugly, until after Lin Feng finished looking at the seven mirrors, his face had become somewhat gloomy, standing there muttering to himself: "Five Spiritual Roots, alas, what a pity."

  Lin Feng didn't know what he was saying, but judging from his expression, it was clear that the situation wasn't good. This made Lin Feng, who had been eager to enter the immortal gate and learn immortal techniques, suddenly tense up. He hadn't expected that bringing out five lights would be worse than bringing out just one light. Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but mutter to himself, "If only I had known, I wouldn't have looked at the back so carefully." However, thinking that Yang Ling knew immortal techniques, he only dared to think about it in his heart and didn't dare to really deceive him.

  Lin Feng finished looking at the seven mirrors, turned his head to look at Yang Ling, but saw that he was hesitant, seemingly unable to make a decision. Just as he didn't know whether to stand on the left or right side, he saw Yang Ling stretch out his hand towards the left side of several hundred people and say: "Take them all away."

  Those kids probably knew they were out of luck, but after all, they were just kids and didn't take it to heart. Under the leadership of Yang's children, they left quickly without much commotion.

  Lin Feng was still standing on the steps at this time, although he was also in the direction of Yang Ling's waving hand, but after all, he hadn't gone to the left yet, so he saw that everyone on the left had left, Lin Feng hesitated a little, not knowing whether he should leave with these people.

  Hesitated for a moment, seeing that the people on the left were about to disappear, Lin Feng, who had always yearned to cultivate immortality, felt unwilling and finally summoned up the courage to ask: "Yang Xianshi, what about me?" The voice was very small, but the tone was extremely firm.

  Yang Ling sighed silently, from the test just now he already knew that Lin Feng possessed a Five Spirits Root. Although it was possible to cultivate with this root, in the Cultivation Realm, the Five Spirits Root was also known as the Miscellaneous Spirit Root. Wanting to successfully cultivate was basically hopeless within one's lifetime. But no matter what, having a Five Spirits Root was better than not having any spirit root at all - at least they could cultivate.

  It's not easy to pick out people with spiritual roots from ordinary people, as can be seen from the fact that only five people with spiritual roots were found among the four or five hundred people who participated in the selection today. Let Lin Feng stay, he is destined to have no great achievements in this life, and it's hard to build a foundation for his whole life, but the people selected today are not many, and Lin Feng can also be considered as someone who can cultivate the truth, giving up on him would be a waste, which makes Yang Ling hesitant.

  So Yang Ling waved his hand casually, and he had a subconscious implication of letting heaven decide. If Lin Feng left now, it meant that he was not destined to be with the Yang family, and Yang Ling wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. If he didn't want to leave, it meant that he still had some fate with the Yang family, and Yang Ling could consider taking him in as a member of the Yang family.

  At this time, Lin Feng asked, and Yang Ling also seemed to have made up his mind: "You come over too, what's your name, how old are you?"

  Lin Feng was overjoyed and said: "Master Hui Xian, I'm Lin Feng, and this year I've turned ten years old."

  Yang Ling nodded and said, "Good, it seems that you are also a person with a predestined fate. This year, the Yang Mansion will select the five of you as new disciples. Follow me." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the grand hall.

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