More than a hundred children lined up in the outer court.
Di Xia was also inside.
The group went around the meeting hall and entered the inner court to take the tests one by one.
The five-year-old child already understood the difference between good and bad.
There were some who were full of smiles, others who were dejected.
Di Shan had worked in the medicine room when he was alive.
Since he was three years old, he had started to remember things.
His father had sorted out the medicinal materials and made elixirs.
When he was free, he had taught him to recite the medical songs and look at the maps to identify medicinal herbs.
The father and son had lived in the medicine room for three happy years.
This rare period of time has become the basis for Di Yan distinguishing medicinal herbs and collecting them.
After his father passed away, he rarely came to the courtyard.
The familiar medicine room, the medicine cabinet drawer, the medicine bag hanging on the wall, was marked with the name of the medicine, which was left by his father.
At the entrance of the middle yard guarded by Di Yong and Di Ren, the 2 of them were once the main forces of the hunting squadron.
They were seriously injured by savage beasts and almost lost their lives.
Di Shan saved their lives but their legs are injured and it is difficult for them to travel far away.
They have watched Di Yan grow up and are Di Yan's uncles.
Di Yan arrives.
The 2 of them put away their dignity and show a smile.
They massage his hair, pat his shoulders, and let him in.
On the outer wall of the medicine room, the engravings were still very clear.
It was as if his father's gaze was still staring behind him in a serene manner.
When his father got into trouble, the clan members watched him fall into the ravine.
Nobody came out alive from that ravine so their bodies can't be found.
His father should be dead so Di Yan's mind is in a trance.
This obsession made Emperor Yan sigh.
How much bravery did an eight-year-old child have to be in order to remember?
Was it because time was too beautiful, or because he was too lonely?
It was her younger sister's turn to take the test.
"Brother." Her voice was crisp and she habitually reached out her small hand.
Three years ago, when he tested the Spiritual Root, his father held his younger sister's hand and came to the jade wall.
His brother took over his father's role.
His small hand pressed against the jade wall, his small face somewhat nervous.
Time seemed to have passed.
Suddenly, the blue light sword shone and stabbed into the sky as if it was going to pierce through the jade wall.
The Patriarch's eyes lit up and he fell silent.
In the blue light sword, a fine needle kept growing bigger and bigger, smooth and smooth like jade.
The blue and white light was particularly eye-catching.
Its color was sleek and sleek like an actual object, quickly covering the whole jade wall.
Heaven, Heavenly Spirit Root!
A mutated Ice Spirit Root!
The clan elder's face was flushed red, and the corners of his mouth were trembling.
The leaders looked at each other in shock.
"Ancestors bless us!
Deities bless us!" A person shouted as he knelt down and kowtowed.
"Idiot!" Di Long opens his eyes wide and says through clenched teeth: "If the secret is leaked out, the traitors will kill the whole family!" Spiritual Roots were divided according to the properties of the five elements.
They were Heaven Spiritual Roots, Earth Spiritual Roots, mutated Spiritual Roots, Five Elements Spiritual Roots and Five Elements Spiritual Destruction Roots.
Five elements were Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
They correspond to the five properties of nature between heaven and earth: gold, green, blue, red, and yellow.
On the Barbarian Continent, there was no shortage of young Spiritual Roots.
The Heaven Spiritual Roots had a single Spiritual Root and only one in a hundred years had the talent for immortality; the Earth Spiritual Roots had two Spiritual Roots with supreme talents.
The miscellaneous spiritual roots referred to the three spiritual roots and the four spiritual roots.
The three spiritual roots were three kinds of spiritual roots with medium talent for cultivation; the four spiritual roots were four kinds of spiritual roots with lower talent and foundation difficulty; the five kinds of attributes had a complete spiritual root with five elements and the scrap spiritual root with five elements.
Each time a cultivator had one more Spiritual Root, the amount of Spiritual Force needed for cultivation would increase accordingly.
Cultivating the Five Elements Spiritual Root was the slowest.
Five Elements Spiritual Roots had a large supply of resources.
When one cultivated to the late-stage of Qi Refining Realm, he or she would have lost his or her life span.
Few people could build a foundation.
Mutated Spiritual Roots referred to Ice Spiritual Root, Wind Spiritual Root, and Thunder Spiritual Root.
A single variant Spiritual Root was called Immortal Body, which existed in the legendary Immortal Realm.
Mutated Spiritual Roots belonged to special qualities, and Heaven Spiritual Root plus mutant Spiritual Root were even more heaven-defying.
Di Xia owned a blue water attribute Heaven Spiritual Root.
Together with a mutated Ice Spiritual Root, her water and ice attributes were connected, which saved her spiritual power and made her hard to distinguish from an Immortal Body.
The comprehension ability and spiritual strength of cultivators were restricted by the aptitude of the spiritual roots.
Whether it was Cultivation Method, elixir, instruments, formation, talisman amulets, or secret books, they were used by cultivators.
Cultivators with spiritual roots could cultivate successfully and decide the future of the sect.
This was not a resource that could be achieved.
There were many sects on the Barbarian Continent, so cultivators relied on money, companion, law, and land for cultivation.

It depended on the spiritual root.
If Di Xia's aptitude was revealed, all the sects would swarm to rob her.
It couldn't be used by me, so I had to kill her to avoid future troubles.
The Big Capables had turned the world upside down, and the tribe's survival was decided by his command.
"Di Xia, Double Spiritual Roots." The joyful voice of the chief spread throughout the entire place.
Although the Double Spiritual Roots were good, it was less shocking.
The chief resolved the hidden crisis with one move and immediately arranged for his clansmen to travel to a different place to buy the hidden spirit jade.
It was a perfect method to hide a mutated spirit root and hide it from anyone who wore a piece of hidden jade.
It was hard to see through it.
The Double Spiritual Roots of the tribe were for those under 12 who were under Lv 4 Qi Refining Realm.
They were the core disciples.
They would distribute three Yuan Power Pill and one low-grade Spiritual Stone every month.
As cultivation fee, when the level was upgraded, the use rate would also increase.
If two Spiritual Roots were qualified to enter the sect, they should be inner disciples at least.
Di Yan was really proud of his sister.
Becoming a core member of the tribe, one would receive three gold coins.
One gold coin could be exchanged for ten silver coins.
One silver coin could be exchanged for a hundred copper coins.
Five copper coins could buy one Jin of white rice.
One gold coin could buy two hundred Jin of rice.
Three gold coins could exchange for a six hundred Jin of rice.
It was enough for the whole family to eat for half a year.
Every sect on the Barbarian Continent would select their disciples once every two years.
When the Azure Dragon Dynasty ruled, their disciples would be selected every year.
This was a good chance for them to look for a backer and improve their status.
The tribe had a sect as its backer.
In the area, the Spirit Spring Spiritual Mine was found.
The sect shared with the tribe and shared profits.
The tribe not only ensured the income, but also ensured safety.
The tribe sold the spirit rice, spiritual stones, spiritual beasts, spiritual materials and so on to the sect.
The tribes were lucky enough to obtain the talismans, elixirs, weapons, formation tablets, and so on made by the sect.
In the ancient times of China, at the beginning of all kinds of skills, Yan Emperor, as a powerful figure in China, was able to hunt for medicinal herbs, crops, hunting, tools, business and so on, and he had no knowledge about the way of cultivation.
When his little sister entered the library, the clan leader allowed Di Yan to accompany her.
The library consisted of 3 floors.
Each time she entered, she had to consume contribution points.
Only those who worked for the tribe or paid taxes could gain contribution points.
As for the second and third floors of the library, only those of the corresponding levels could enter.
The characters on the Barbarian Continent were similar to those on the Divine Land, as if they had evolved from the characters on the Divine Land.
This was a rare opportunity.
Di Yan began to read the book eagerly, using the 'Wilderly' skill, the 'Sleeping Skill,' 'Sleeping Skill,' 'Singing Skill,' and 'Singing,', 'Sing,'.
Thanks to his great talent of photographic memory in his previous life, he kept it in mind after reading it once.
As he walked and read it, he suddenly found that a book was wrinkled at the bottom of the bookshelf and it was a book named Form Drawing Skill.
The sketching skill belonged to the simulation skill, which had no offensive and defensive ability.
It didn't consume too much Spiritual Qi, so it was easy to imitate the body.
In the last sentence, the person's soul was motionless, and the Divine Awareness was fake.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Practitioners at the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage had weak soul sense, while those at the Gold Core Stage had strong divine sense.
One could tell the truth from theirsignature.
Those who were willing to learn could not, but those who were willing to learn could not.
This book was a trap.
After checking the materials one by one from planting pills and refining pills by one, the unique materials reaped the most benefits.
Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, growing in the mountains, buried in the soil, formed in the fire, hidden in the stones, there were all kinds of strange beasts, materials, and odd things.
After reading, he leaves the library and goes home while holding his little sister's hand.
His mother and Di Long wait in front of the meeting hall.
When the brother and sister arrived, the chief took out the storage bag and handed it to Liu Juan, saying, "My niece, exchange the things in the bag for your granddaughter when you go back.
Don't be reluctant.
The child is still young.
In the future, you should concentrate on taking care of him and provide him with food, drinks, and food from the tribe.
Tell me if there is any difficulty at home." Then he took out a necklace, bent down, and took it around Di Xia's neck.
The necklace was as small as mung beans, with blue spirit beads, and a piece of snow jade hanging at the bottom.
Xue Yulong's eyes were as big as eyes, and the snowflakes were transparent.
He touched Di Xia's small head, and the chief said with satisfaction, "They're not valuable.
Take them with you to my granddaughter.
Don't take them off." Liu Juan immediately agreed.
Di Xia lifted up Xue Yu lightly with her small hand.
Her eyes were filled with little stars.