The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Moreover, even if they learn it, they will be limited by their faith and divine power. If their faith is insufficient, their divine power will be low, and no matter how many large-scale spells they master, they will not be able to use them.

With great ability comes great responsibility and limitations, so it’s better to practice hard.

It turns out that there is no shortcut to becoming an immortal.

Not only that, but also subject to various limitations of talent.

Some people have three spiritual roots, but they have natural talent and can still make rapid progress. Some people have natural spiritual roots, but they have no talent and can only practice step by step.

Seeing that Ling Yan'er agreed to audit the so-called Shinto training class, everyone planned to go and listen when they had no classes.

After all, everyone is curious about what that thing is.

But Ling Yan'er just remembered that she hadn't tested the spiritual roots of those children yet, so she quickly poked the newly appointed Finance Minister and said, "Little Zichu, go find those children for me. I forgot to test their spiritual roots."

Dongfang Zichu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Isn't I the Minister of Finance? Shouldn't I be the one doing this kind of errand?"

"I'm the principal, and I have the final say on everything!" Ling Yan'er said unreasonably, "No matter which department you're in, you're all under my jurisdiction. If you don't obey, I'll dock your salary."

Dongfang Zichu went out speechlessly to run errands for Ling Yan'er, and spoke as if Ling Yan'er had paid him a salary.

Wen Yangze asked, "What is a principal? Is it the same as a dean?"

"Yes, it means the same thing." Ling Yan'er said, "Academy can also be called a school, so dean and principal are the same thing."

Wen Yangze nodded and found a place to sit down. He was planning to leave, but Ling Yan'er said that she wanted to test the spiritual roots of those special students, so he decided to stay and see what was so special about them.

Not only Wen Yangze, but also Ling Ziye and Su Hongxiu, who knew what was going on, stayed.

Although Lan Lian was not very interested in many things, the novelty of this matter made him curious, so he stayed.

So when Dongfang Zichu brought a few children over, everyone in the office was still there, waiting to see what happened to them.

Ling Yan'er placed the crystal ball on her desk. When she saw the five children come in, she said, "Song Zixuan, come and touch this crystal ball first."

The child at the desk made room for Song Zixuan. After Song Zixuan placed his hand on it, he asked, "Teacher, what is this?"

"It's for testing spiritual roots." Ling Yan'er said, looking at the crystal ball that had changed.

Inside the crystal ball was a forest and a lake with rippling water.

However, unlike other spiritual root tests, the crystal ball also emits a faint golden light that can be seen with the naked eye even during the day.

"Dual spiritual roots of wood and water, 64, pseudo-god bloodline, recommended to practice Shinto."

Hearing that he really recommended practicing Shinto, everyone looked at the crystal ball in Song Zixuan's hand.

Except for Hua Qingfeng, this was the first time they actually heard the recommendation to practice a specific path.

What's more, the bloodline of that pseudo-god is even more strange.

After Ling Yan'er registered Song Zixuan's name, she also called out Song Zixi's name.

After Song Zixi put his hand on it, the crystal ball only emitted a golden light and there was no other change.

"Pseudo-god bloodline, recommended to practice Shinto."

When Ling Yan'er heard this, she suddenly remembered that when they first went to Song Zixi's house, Song Zixi's parents were not very sad about Song Zixi's disappearance.

If Song Zixi had no spiritual roots, it would make sense.

After all, a child who has no spiritual roots at all is just missing, and his performance after being found is indeed more of a performance.

After registering Song Zixi, Ling Yan'er chose Zhou Ya. Zhou Ya's name was Zhou Ya. The name Zhou Ya was not a formal name in any way. Ling Yan'er wrote it down as Ya when registering her, as the character Ya was more suitable for a girl's name.

Zhou Ya reached out and touched the crystal ball. Flowers, plants and trees grew on the land inside, and then it started to rain again.

"Earth, Wood, Water, and Metal, four, three, two, one, pseudo-god bloodline, recommended to practice Shinto."

Ling Yan'er didn't expect that Zhou Ya actually had spiritual roots.

Zhou Ya did know that she had four spiritual roots, but people with four spiritual roots could not join a good sect. In addition, she depended on her mother for everything and had no chance to practice on her own, so she just pretended that she had no spiritual roots.

So she was not surprised when the four spiritual roots were detected.

The remaining two, Xu Chun and Chen Chen, both had no spiritual roots. Tests showed that they were the same as Song Zixi, except that they had the blood of the pseudo-god clan.

After Ling Yan'er finished registering, she let the five children leave.

After watching the children leave, Wen Yangze asked curiously, "How come they have the bloodline of that pseudo-god race?"

Ling Yan'er shook her head. "I don't know the details. At that time, a demon appeared in Lingyun City and abducted the five of them. He must have used them for experiments. They all survived."

"Demon?" Wen Yangze asked, "Where's that demon? Didn't they catch him?"

"He died right there and then," Ling Yan'er said, "Ling Ziye and Su Hongxiu also contributed."

Su Hongxiu nodded and said, "We, along with Lingyun City Lord Song Mingcheng and his wife, killed that demon. He blew himself up in the end, leaving no words behind."

They had no intention of killing the demon. At least they wanted to find out the origin of his demon blood, how he entered the city, and what was going on with the many abandoned formations in Lingyun City.

As a result, he blew himself up and left nothing behind. No one knows whether he had any accomplices. All these things have become a mystery.

Although these were things that Song Mingcheng should have been concerned about, since they were involved, they also wanted to know the situation.

"So I don't know where the pseudo-god bloodline in them came from?" Wen Yangze asked.

"No one knows." Su Hongxiu said, "When those children were rescued, they already had the bloodline of the pseudo-god clan."

Su Hongxiu also told Ling Yan'er about the situation at that time, as well as Ling Yan'er's guess, and finally successfully rescued several children.

Wen Yangze, who understood the whole story, sighed, "It seems that the dean is very capable."

Ling Yan'er waved her hand and said, "Not really. We all have textbooks. The teacher has kept all the textbooks. I'll preview the textbooks today, and then start attending classes tomorrow according to the schedule when the bell rings."

It was magical. Song Zixuan and the other five went to get their textbooks before registration, but when they arrived at the classroom and the textbooks were distributed, their textbooks and clothes were still there. It was simply a miracle.

Each class has an extra set of textbooks, and the teachers are teaching several classes part-time, so it seems that there will be several extra sets of textbooks in the college.