After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

The entry-level knowledge of spirit beast control is in a booklet.

Normally, during the morning class, there would be a head teacher selected from the sect to give a demonstration.

But at this moment, no one has the leisure and elegance to tell the story from the shallow to the deep.

Fortunately, they only needed Li Fuyi to try to summon the spirit beast.

So he unfolded the page that contained the spell on how to replace the already tamed spirit beasts and placed it in front of Li Fuyi.

It only took him three minutes to finish reading it.

This summoning technique required hand gestures, but his hands were still tied...

He looked at Shen Changxun beside him and said, "Uncle Master, can you please untie the rope? I've finished reading."

Shen Changxun had just put down the pamphlet and set up the stall for him. It had only been a short time!

"You have very little immortal energy in your body now, so don't try it rashly or waste it."

Pointing to the summoning spell, he said, "Look again."

Li Fuyi lowered her head obediently, read the entire page carefully from beginning to end, and raised her head to look at Shen Changxun.

Shen Changxun frowned, thinking that this person's talent was average. He didn't expect that he was so unteachable!

There was a hint of coldness in his tone: "Alright again?!"

Li Fuyi nodded obediently. He could naturally see that Shen Changxun was angry, but he didn't quite understand why.

I could only look at my master Mo Zheng out of habit.

Mo Zheng had witnessed his photographic memory, and seeing Shen Changxun's slight annoyance, he covered his mouth with his hand.

Said to Li Fuyi: "Fuyi, close your eyes and recite this page."

"If you make a mistake in one word, recite it again. Only when you get all the words right can you try again."

"Your uncle Changxun is also worried that you're wasting your immortal energy."

Hearing him say this, even Shen Changxun, who was a little annoyed just now, was a little stunned.

Looking at the unfolded page, there were at least eight hundred words, if not a thousand, densely packed, all of which were annotations and explanations about the spell.

There are also many old terms mixed in, and it takes a lot of effort to explain them separately during morning classes.

These are usually just preparation materials for study, to assist in understanding the spells, and are not necessarily required to be memorized.

What's more, it only takes a short time, and it would be great if I can memorize the text of the summoning spell, even if every word is correct.

When Mo Zheng made this request, even Shen Changxun felt that it was a bit... too much.

However, Mo Zheng looked as if "this is all normal."

Li Fuyi nodded as a matter of course, closed her eyes and began to recite.

Mo Zheng nodded at Shen Changxun, signaling him to pay attention and check.

For a moment, Li Fuyi was the only one left in the room, reciting sentence after sentence.

It was not until he finished reciting the last half of the sentence that he opened his eyes and looked at Mo Zheng like a puppy asking for credit.

Mo Zheng smiled and nodded, "Is there anything you don't understand? You can ask your uncle Changxun for advice."

Shen Changxun didn't waste any words. He first threw a small Four Symbols Formation on the ground, and then cast a magic spell towards the Xuanwu position to activate the formation.

He shouted at the soul-locking rope on Li Fuyi: "Collect!"

Li Fuyi's hands, which had been tied for two whole days, were finally free.

Because he hardly struggled, the Soul-Locking Rope only left a red rope mark on his wrist. After moving his wrist a little to adapt, he was able to move freely again soon.

He bowed respectfully to Shen Changxun and said, "Thank you, uncle, for teaching me the technique."

Shen Changxun hummed, then asked, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

Li Fuyi mentioned a few points, which turned out to be some rare nouns and ancient records that were rarely encountered.

Shen Changxun answered quickly with concise words, and Li Fuyi nodded repeatedly to accept his advice.

But the actual implementation phase that followed was not as smooth as it is now.

This continued Li Fuyi's habit of stumbling during his practice. Although the spells and finger gestures were correct, he kept failing.

Fortunately, Li Fuyi has a maxed-out ability to withstand attacks. If he fails once, he can just close his eyes and meditate for a while, then try again!

Tried dozens of times in a row!

There was no trace of any spirit beast in the Four Symbols Formation, not even a single roar of an animal.

Mo Zheng touched his chin and looked at Li Fuyi curiously, who was meditating with his eyes closed, preparing for the next attempt.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind!

"Wait a minute! Fuyi, I have something to ask you."

Li Fuyi opened her eyes and waited quietly for him to speak.

"How are your spiritual roots...?"

He asked this question out of the blue, and everyone present found it incredible.

Li Fuyi's Five Spiritual Roots were known to everyone in the Zichen Sword Sect, and now it was brought up...

Sure enough, Li Fuyi, who was standing in the Four Symbols Formation, clutched the clothes on both sides of her body tightly with both hands, with an expression of embarrassment that could not be concealed.

Now even Shen Changxun, who was guarding the Four Symbols Formation, turned his eyes to Mo Zheng.

Seeing this, Mo Zheng explained: "In order to remove the beast poison, I pulled out a strand of his immortal vein."

"Seeing him perform magic now, it seems that... there is some problem with the flow of his immortal energy."

"Junior Brother Yubai is personally taking care of it, so the immortal bones and immortal veins are naturally fine. The problem can only be with the spiritual roots."

"So..." He turned his gaze to Li Fuyi again: "Fuyi, can your spiritual roots be different?"

Although in the original book and the previous life, Li Fuyi had been pretending to have five mixed roots, until he took the initiative to show his strength, everyone was still amazed at how a person with five mixed roots could soar into the sky.

But this time, seeing him stubbornly failing again and again in public, Mo Zheng strongly suspected that there was something wrong with his spiritual roots.

Even if it is to hide one's incompetence, there have been too many failures!

Li Fuyi, who is strong-willed at heart, cannot do this.

Li Fuyi felt extremely confused after hearing his master's analysis.

Originally, it was a mixed root of the five spirits. If the spiritual roots were damaged...

Wouldn’t that really make me a waste!

"Hey, hey, hey...don't cry! Junior Brother Yubai, do you have a spirit stone?"

Seeing that the tears in Li Fuyi's eyes were about to burst out, her teeth were clenched tightly.

Why did Mo Zheng ask Nan Yubai to test the spirit stone? He practiced medicine, so he might have this thing.

Nan Yu took out a fist-sized transparent ball from the mirror bag and threw it to Shen Changxun: "Brother Changxun, catch it."

The Four Symbols Formation was set up by Shen Changxun, and only he could send the spirit-testing stone into it.

Soon the spirit-testing stone came into Li Fuyi's hands. He held the spirit-testing stone in both hands, his eyes full of complexity.

It is not easy to calm down, close your eyes and meditate quickly.

The Spiritual Testing Stone, with its eyes fixed on it, was as quiet as a chicken...

No light of any kind was turned on!

Even Nan Yubai suspected that his spirit-testing stone was broken.

"Let go, let me try." Shen Changxun took the spirit-testing stone back from the Four Symbols Formation, placed it in the palm of his hand and closed his eyes to try.

After a while, crackling silver lightning began to flash around the transparent spirit-testing stone, accompanied by bursts of faint thunder.

Shen Changxun mutated the Silver Thunder Spirit Root, and this spirit stone is not broken!

Li Fuyi was so shocked that she looked down at her empty hands, tears instantly bursting out.

All the persistence and stubbornness in his heart began to collapse at this moment. He had no spiritual roots!