Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 65: ? Your roots are not right

The latest equipment function of the system is a surprise to Fang Lang.

With 100,000 system experience, in exchange for such a function, at least it is not a loss.

As Fang Lang said, he is now a second-level swordsman, and his martial arts level has also reached a first-level. Now that he has this equipment function, it can be regarded as making up for his gap in one of the skills.

Although it is not very helpful for the upcoming scientific examination, after all, people have to take a long-term view. The life of a practitioner is not only scientific examination.

"Ding! The root card is used up, the root data has been modified, do you want to check it?"

After Fang Lang checked the equipment functions, the system's notification sound came again in his mind.

And as soon as the reminder fell, Fang Lang straightened his waist in an instant, anticipation and excitement flashed in his eyes.

Is it finally finished? !

Don't change it lower and lower, of course...he is just a white character, if he goes lower...it will be black.

With the urine of the system, it is impossible to humiliate him like this.

Fang Lang called up the system panel immediately, and locked his eyes on the root column.

[root bone: 36 (white)]

[Modify root bone: 66 (purple)]

The smile on Fang Lang's face... disappeared bit by bit.

Not red, not yellow, not gold!

Purple root bone? !

What the hell? !

After studying hard at Fanglang Academy for three years, he had never heard of Zipin Gengu.

Is this system kidding me? !

It's good for you to have a golden root bone. After all, he can have two-thirds of Jiang's cultivation speed without relying on the booster card. reasonable.

Now come to a purple product, why panic.

Will it be caught and sliced ​​at that time? !

Fang Lang frowned, careless.

The sudden outburst of the system flashed to his waist.

What to do?

Fang Lang felt a little difficult to deal with, no, it should be that Zipin's roots touched his blind spot of knowledge.

"Tomorrow, I will ask Wen Jiaoxi on the sidelines... maybe he will know something."

Fang Lang took a deep breath, this bone... is really disturbing.

Don't think about this annoying thing, Fang Lang feels that he has to find something happy, and he is very happy.

"System, settle the dividend reward."

Fang Lang was looking forward to it, said.

"Ding! The dividend reward is being settled..."

"After the settlement is completed, the bonus (bond object Ni Wen) aura volume: 50 (low-grade spirit crystal), bonus (bond object Liu Bubai) aura volume: 30 (low-grade spirit crystal)."

"The spirit energy rewarded by the dividend is input into the host's dantian by default, and it is added to the cultivation of swordsmanship."

The system prompt gradually disappears.

Fang Lang only felt a majestic aura surging in the dantian cyclone, accelerating the cyclone to circle.

The amount of spirit energy of eighty low-grade spirit crystals is quite a lot. In addition, Fang Lang walked to the seventh floor in the Yunling Pagoda and received a lot of spirit energy subsidies.

Therefore, the influx of these eighty low-grade spirit crystals made Fang Lang's cultivation level only a thin line away from the third-tier sword master.

The night is getting darker and autumn is thicker.

The night sky is dotted with stars, like countless fireflies flying in the deep forest.

The moonlight was like frost, shining down along the window and sprinkled on Fang Lang's body.

Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes, savoring the surge of aura in his body.

In three days, from a ninth-tier swordsman to a peak second-tier swordsman... This is the magic of Yunling Pagoda.

Of course, in addition to Fang Lang's unremitting efforts, there is also the help of the punch card.

For a whole night, Fang Lang was trying to attack the third-level swordsman, trying to transform the sword energy in the dantian cyclone, and wanted to transform the dantian aura into 30% sword energy.

Although he was only a step away from the third-level swordsman, he couldn't break through, as if he was standing on the edge of the sky.

Fang Lang let out a breath.

Not too disappointed.

Take out the spirit crystal, turn on the state of three bonds and continue to absorb, Fang Lang plans to use time to slowly wear down the diaphragm of the third-level swordsman.

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The next day.

The weather is gloomy and autumn rains are brewing.

The entire world was shrouded in a layer of chill that gradually penetrated into the bones.

After Fang Lang had breakfast, he went straight to the academy. On the main street, there were already many students in a hurry. After all, the scientific examination was approaching and everyone was preparing nervously.

Fang Lang came to Luojiang Academy, the academy was still early for class, Fang Lang didn't go to the library, but went straight to the teaching building.

He quietly called out Professor Wen who had just woken up and was making a pot of wolfberry tea.

Holding the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, Professor Wen was unshaven and yawning. He looked at Fang Lang who came to him early in the morning with some doubts.

"If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. Tell me, what do you want to ask me?"

Teacher Wen said with slightly slits in his lips, exhaling and blowing the hot goji berry water in the porcelain cup.

"As expected of Mr., you are really tall! You can see the students' desire for knowledge at a glance!"

Fang Lang applauded.

Wen Jiaoxi took a sip of water, rolled his eyes, and said, "If nothing happens, you should stick to Ni Wen's side now."

Fang Lang showed a harmless smile to humans and animals.

As if being taught the truth.

There is no way, Xiao Wenzi is a treasure, she can be squeezed too much.

The squeezed punch card fragments are extremely useful!

"Come on, Lao Yang is about to ring the bell, so go back to class immediately after finishing speaking."

Warm education and practice.

Fang Lang nodded, smiled and began to talk about the difficult knowledge about swordsmanship.

Wen Ting raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care. He pointed and analyzed Fang Lang.

Suddenly, Fang Lang suddenly changed his style of painting without a trace: "By the way, I don't know if Mr. has heard that the bones can change?"

Wen Ting was startled.

At the next moment, he squinted his eyes and said, "This is the main question you want to ask after wandering around all morning, right?"

Fang Lang smiled, but did not deny it.

After all, his current appearance is purple and rooted, after all, he won't be able to pretend for a long time.

Wen Ting stared at Fang Lang, seemingly lost in thought, took a sip of wolfberry water, and chewed a wolfberry that he accidentally slipped into his mouth.

After pondering for a while, he opened his mouth slowly: "As we all know, the Tang Dynasty divided the roots of practitioners into five grades: black, white, red, yellow, and gold..."

"But in fact, there are several other root bone ranks."

"Above the gold, there are the bones of stars. When you use the 'Gengu Sinan' to test, it is not the color of gold, but the brilliance of stars. .”

said Wen Ting.

Fang Lang couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, isn't the purple product above the root of the gold product?

"What about the stars? Purple?"

Fang Lang asked curiously.

He is really curious, after all, these are things that cannot be learned in textbooks.

Wen Ting glanced at Fang Lang, and said, "Purple? Of course not, it is called the most sacred bone on the star bone... That is definitely the real darling of heaven, the proud son of heaven."

"At least, I have never heard of who is the most sacred bone, what kind of blood can be conceived."

"Maybe..."

"The one in Chang'an Palace may be."

After Wen Ting said this, he didn't continue, as if he was afraid to mention his name.

"Of course, whether the root bone you asked can be changed after tomorrow, in fact, it is also recorded in the ancient books..."

Wen Ting took another sip of wolfberry water: "The root bone of a practitioner will indeed change. The environment, the awakening of the acquired blood vessels, transplantation... etc. can change the root bone."

"The first two conditions are harsh, while the latter transplantation is too cruel and vicious, it is not tolerated by the world, and it is strictly prohibited by the iron law of the Tang Dynasty."

"There is a professional term for root bone changes caused by the environment and blood vessels, called mutant root bones."

Mutated root bone? !

Fang Lang took a deep breath.

"There are good and bad mutated roots, some mutated roots are extremely evil, and some mutated roots become more and more rubbish..."

After Wen Ting finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and stared at Fang Lang.

The next moment, Wen Ting made a move.

Fang Lang didn't resist either. He opened his hands, squinted his eyes, and let Wen Ting pinch the bones with his hands.

After all, Fang Lang was ready to be pinched.

Wen Ting held the porcelain cup in one hand, pressed Fang Lang's shoulder blades with the other, and slid across Fang Lang's spine with a unique gesture.

And Wen Ting's eyes gradually changed!

Something is wrong!

You boy? Something is wrong!

"Your bones... are weird!"

Wen Jiaoxi felt a change~IndoMTL.com~It was a change in bone quality. He had never squeezed Fang Lang's bones, but he had pinched Chao Xiaojian in the Jianshu Sect before, with Chao Xiaojian's cultivation base , It is impossible to make mistakes when pinching a swordsman's bone.

At that time, Fang Lang was Bai Pingen.

But now... Fang Lang's skinny is definitely not white!

That kind of skinny feedback... a bit like gold?

But something is still wrong, because Wen Ting is a gold-pin, so he understands that Fang Lang's root bones are still a little different from gold-pin roots!

What kind of bone is that?

"In less than a month, from a third-level swordsman to a second-level swordsman, Yunling Pagoda carried Tianwei to the seventh floor, showing amazing swordsmanship talent..."

"Hiss——"

If you don't analyze it, you don't know. Once you analyze it, you will be shocked!

Wen Ting's eyes gleamed, this guy is absolutely mutated!

He was a little stunned, suddenly Fang Lang's outstanding performance seemed to be born out of nowhere, everything seemed to be revealed!

No wonder this kid sneaked up to ask this question early in the morning. Before the scientific examination, he had to test his bones.

Variant root bone, two cases.

If it's not a peerless genius, then it's a peerless fool!

The various behaviors of this kid... There is a high probability that he is inclined to the former!

"You boy wait here, don't go anywhere, wait for my return!"

At the next moment, his figure instantly turned into a ray of sword light and disappeared.

Soon, Wen Ting returned, holding a delicate instrument the size of a palm, Gengu Sinan.

At the same time, beside him was Dean Cui with the same bright eyes and a melon-eating face.

Is it a dragon or a pig.

Test it and find out!

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