Ye Jingyu looked at Yang Feng and said, "Put your hand on the black stone!"

At this moment, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to himself: "I originally wanted to come over and keep a low profile, but people as good as me will be watched everywhere they go. It seems that being excellent is not a good thing!"

Hearing Yang Feng's narcissistic words, Ye Jingyu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Yang Feng put his hand on the black stone, and Ye Jingyu stared at the black stone with his eyes tightly.

When Yang Feng put his hand on the black stone, a colorful light was emitted from the black stone.

At this time, Ye Jingyu couldn't help frowning, which made Yang Feng nervous suddenly.

Yang Feng asked curiously: "Am I a pure spiritual root?"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Ye Jingyu shook his head.

Yang Feng said with shocked expression: "Am I a talent for cultivating immortals who are more advanced than pure spiritual roots?"

Lin Jingyu said angrily: "You dream, you are not suitable for cultivation!"

Miscellaneous Spirit Root? Hearing this, Yang Feng suddenly widened his eyes.

What does the miscellaneous spiritual root mean? Is I a waste who is not suitable for cultivation?

Lin Jingyu looked at the black stone and shook his head and said, "It's indeed a mixed spirit root, and it's a five-type mixed spirit root!"

I'm sorry! Seeing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but want to curse.

I am a waste, so don’t look nervous, which makes Yang Feng even think that he is a once-in-a-thousand-year genius, which makes him nervous for a long time.

Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little depressed at this time. Is it that bad for me?

Originally, Yang Feng thought he could make a big splash, but in the end he was a waste.

Lin Jingyu walked down, then found Lin Jingtian and said a few words.

After hearing Lin Jingyu's words, Lin Jingtian said in surprise: "Five-type mixed spirit roots!"
Chapter completed!