The cub he picked up didn't come with an instruction manual

The surroundings are quiet and nothing happened.

Inside the transparent mask, Ke Kekaiai's chubby doll is paired with a big black lacquered rock, just like a crystal ball toy.

"Did he touch the Nuwa stone? Why didn't he respond?"

"Are you sure this doll passed the screening?"

"Is he here to play?"

Seeing the little chubby boy curiously turning around the stone, the stands burst into laughter.

How could there be no aura?

The instructor frowned, blaming himself for forgetting to check the screening list.

Suddenly, a flame licked the mask, and it disappeared in an instant.

The sudden situation startled the instructor, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the mask, suspecting that it was just an illusion.

"My eyes are blurred?"

"what is that?"

"Am I not mistaken? Are there really flames?"

The audience fell silent, all staring at the mask.

Inside the mask, the child was still looking at the Nüwa stone curiously, and the crystal ball was quiet and peaceful, as if it was just an illusion.

The instructor was suspicious, and slowly approached the mask, wanting to find out.

In his gaze, Gui Ling touched Nuwa Stone with his hand.

Suddenly, several dazzling flames rushed over, and the instructor was caught off guard, and was so frightened that he took several steps back.

"careful!"

Dean Mao suddenly appeared next to the mask, pulled the instructor behind with one hand, and raised the other hand, blocking Xu Huo's step forward.

The two people who were intercepted were taken aback, Xu Huo looked nervously inside the mask, and the instructor looked at the mask suspiciously.

In the transparent mask, Gui Ling was safe and sound. Because he couldn't hear the sound, he smiled on his small face, and tapped the Nuwa stone again.

Suddenly, a few flames rose from the mask, and the flames walked around the inner periphery of the mask like tiny fire dragons.

The flames were so bright and intense that it was shocking, and the blazing and dense appearance seemed to burn the sky if it grew a little longer.

It's a pity that the mask looks like a cauldron that has been roasted.

"What kind of flame is this?"

"Inside the mask, how come there are several flames?"

"Did you see that the flames only burn the surroundings, not the children?"

There was a lot of surprised discussion in the audience.

"Pa-ta--" the mask couldn't take it anymore, it burst like a bubble, and disappeared immediately, the flame became more arrogant and leaped higher.

"Guiling—" Xu Huo couldn't help crying out.

Gui Ling turned his head in response, raised his eyes and saw the flames, his face turned pale.

The palpitating flames began to rotate one after another at this time, twisted into a series of fire wires, and finally the fire wires merged into one stream, and finally penetrated into Jiu Ling's body, and disappeared completely. The process was as fast as being sucked away by a powerful vacuum cleaner.

Inside the circle, next to the Nuwa Stone, stood a little Douding alone, with a panicked look on Xiao Douding's face, "Brother?"

This is the first time in history that during the test, the mask disappeared directly, and the recording teacher was stunned.

"Guiling!"

Xu Huo looked at Dean Mao who stood in front of him, and the dean put down his hand at this moment, Xu Huo immediately ran up and squatted in front of Jiu Ling, "Are you okay?"

Gui Ling raised his face, and shook his head with tears in his eyes: "I'm fine——"

Xu Huo looked carefully and made sure that there was nothing unusual about Gui Ling, so he looked at Gui Ling's little face with peace of mind.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Jiu Ling's big eyes were full of tears, aggrieved.

Xu Huo didn't know what was wrong. He stood up and looked back at Dean Mao behind him, but he was taken aback.

Dean Mao stood up straight, his eyes wide open, what is surprising is that his pupils were not black, but gray and white, like a pair of plaster pills embedded in the eyes, and these white pupils were rigid Staring at Gui Ling.

Gui Ling was terrified, and hurriedly shrank behind Xu Huo's legs, yelling in fear, "Brother, I'm afraid—"

"Don't be afraid!"

Feeling the trembling of Jiu Ling's small body, Xu Huo suppressed the panic in his heart, moved to hide Jiu Ling behind him, and stood in front of him without hesitation.

Dean Mao tilted his head, changed the angle strangely and continued to watch, until he saw that Xu Huo's heart was about to jump out, and finally lowered his head, raised his head slowly, his pupils turned black, and returned to normal.

"What happened to the dean?"

"The dean is performing a spirit search technique to check the identity of the child."

"Search for spirits? So the dean suspects that this child is a monster?"

Someone in the auditorium who knew magic spells revealed the purpose of Dean Mao's move.

Spirit search?Check identity?

Xu Huo was flustered, and his heart was beating violently. His mouth was dry and he stammered: "Courtyard, Dean..."

"The kid is normal. His spiritual root is an ancient fire-type spiritual root." Dean Mao said calmly.

normal?

Xu Huo felt relieved and almost sat on the ground with limp legs.

Ancient Lingen?

Xu Huo was surprised again.

The ancient spiritual root, as the name suggests, is the spiritual root possessed by the ancestors who practiced truth in ancient times. In ancient times, the heaven and earth were full of spiritual energy, and the ancestors were nourished by the spiritual energy.Looking back at the present, the spiritual energy in the world is weak, and if you test the spiritual root, even if you use Nuwa stone as a medium, you can only see colors and light.

Xu Huo was surprised, and the audience was shocked. In the audience, some eyes widened, some gasped, some opened their mouths wide, and some covered their mouths tightly, suppressing their screams.

"What the hell is this kid?" Someone finally couldn't help asking.

"Could it be an ancient monster?"

"You are stupid, didn't Dean Mao read it and said that the child is normal?"

"But... the ancient spirit root, it sounds so scary."

Dean Mao frowned, and his eyes fell on Gui Ling again.

"Principal Mao—" Xu Huo murmured, and stood in front of Gui Ling, blocking and blocking, explaining: "Jui Ling didn't do it on purpose."

Although it is an apology, although I don't know what the consequences are.

The recording teacher was still in shock, and suddenly realized: "Oh no, the nuwa stone is not broken, is it?"

Dean Mao looked at the high platform in the middle of the square. A teacher on the platform nodded slightly, jumped up high and landed directly in the circle. He carefully inspected the Nuwa Stone and said firmly: "The Nuwa Stone No problem." He squatted down again, checked the circle, and finally looked relaxed, explaining: "It's just that the energy was too strong and it was shaken away, just reset it."

It turned out that the energy was too strong to shake it away, and it was not damaged.

The students became curious again: "The ancient spirit root, I don't know how serious it is—"

"I always thought that the spiritual root was just a kind of practice ability, so I was wrong?"

"It turns out that spiritual roots can also be materialized."

"Don't you think it's time to ask, can this kid stay?"

The eyes of the audience focused on the record teacher again.

"Then? This student?" The instructor couldn't make a decision, so he could only ask Dean Mao. He didn't finish his words, probably meaning that such a weird spiritual root, would the courtyard still accept it?

"Dean, Gui Ling is a good boy." Xu Huocheng pleaded.

"I'm really a good guy—" Gui Ling also made an indistinct voice behind Xu Huo.

Dean Mao heard the sound and looked at Gui Ling behind Xu Huo's legs. Xu Huo followed his gaze and turned his head. Seeing Gui Ling hugging his thigh tightly, he pressed his face into Xu Huo's trouser legs in fear, shrinking into a small body. A group, looking very pitiful.

"There is no such thing as good or bad ability, and talents will distinguish between good and evil."

Dean Mao's voice slowly remembered, and Xu Huo was overjoyed.

Dean Mao continued: "As long as it is used in the right place, destructive power can save the common people. We can regard this kind of atavistic spiritual root as a mutant spiritual root."

However, having too much destructive power means that once people see Guiling, they will have preconceived fears. In this way, it will be more difficult for Guiling to integrate into society and be kind to others. For him, he does not know Fortunately or unfortunately.

But at this moment, Xu Huo's heart was finally able to relax. He let out a deep breath and wiped off the sweat from his head. He didn't expect that the process of Jiu Ling's spiritual root test would be so scary.

"Hey, it's another mutant spirit root—"

"I heard it, I'm numb."

"It turns out that the trash is actually me, and the mutated spiritual roots are running all over the street now."

"Buy one get one free for the mutated spiritual roots nowadays?"

Dean Mao looked at Jiu Ling, and suddenly said, "Little friend, will you follow Xu Huo?"

"I must follow my brother." Gui Ling braved up his courage and stood up. Although he was afraid, he raised his trembling voice, "I will go wherever my brother goes, please, I just want to follow my brother." His expression was weak , the voice is immature, and looks extraordinarily innocent and pitiful.

"Dean, I promise to take good care of him." Xu Huo also hastily promised.

Dean Mao thought for a while, "Okay." After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhiwan on the stage, "Mr. Zhiwan, you have to worry about it from now on. Besides Xu Huo, there is another child, but since the child is young, try not to worry about it." too harsh."

"Thank you Dean, I will take good care of them." Zhi Wan understood the point in Dean Mao's eyes, and nodded clearly.

Xu Huo also reminded Jiu Ling, "Thank you, Teacher Zhiwan."

"Thank you teacher, I'll be obedient in the future." Gui Ling's childish voice made Zhi Wan laugh again.

"Congratulations to Teacher Zhiwan, you have accepted two good seedlings at once."

"Congratulations, these are two mutated spiritual roots—"

"Mr. Zhiwan's master-student fate has arrived today!"

The teachers are very envious, after all, it is a mutant spiritual root that is rare in a hundred years, and there are always two of them.

"It's the students who strive for their own strength." Zhi Wan replied gently and reservedly, so as not to arouse jealousy.

"Xu Huo, come with me." Dean Mao beckoned, turned and walked to a secluded place.

"Jui Ling, wait for me—" Xu Huo ordered Jiu Ling to catch up with Dean Mao.

Coming to a corner, Dean Mao turned around, looked at Xu Huo who was following up, and then waved his hand, a gray isolation mask appeared around him, isolating the two of them.

The inside of the mask cannot be seen clearly from the outside, and only two blurred figures can be seen at most.

Gui Ling's face was distressed, and his heart was entangled. He sealed one spirit root with a restraint in advance, and only showed the weakest one, but still made such a big commotion.

Ancient Lingen?

It turns out that what I have is the ancient fire spirit root, so what is that big black lump hidden in the body that is stronger?Ancient Hellingen?

He laughed as he thought about it. Fortunately, the test process was tortuous, but the result was satisfactory. In the end, he followed his brother, which is great!

However, Dean Mao seems to be a little wary of him, but he is really not a bad guy, he is a good guy.

Gui Ling pouted dissatisfiedly.

I don't know what Dean Mao and his brother are talking about?Why did you deliberately not want him to hear it?Will there be any secrets?

Gui Ling became curious.

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