Chapter 249 Tianlinggen

Cui Xiabing, Zhuang Yuheng, Yuechan, Dong Yunjie and Dong Yunyu attacked at the same time with extremely fast speed.

The test was completed in less than three breaths.

Their mother also stared at their children with wide eyes.

Even Zhu Wanwan, Lin Qing'er and Rong Miao'er, three chivalrous women who came from the martial arts world.

After so many years of life in the palace, the atmosphere of the underworld had long been washed away from them.

In the past, the three women often fought with each other in private, and fantasized that they could conquer His Majesty with their own abilities.

But as time went by, there were more and more beauties in the harem and His Majesty was becoming more and more powerful. The three women gave up the idea of ​​retiring and lived a stable life.

Only occasionally in front of Qin Qingxuan could he show off.

After the test, the five people had different expressions.

Cui Xiabing was the first to say, "Your Majesty, Princess Guanghan has no spiritual roots."

Zheng Yi nodded silently, and among the concubines in the harem, Miao Yuesheng, who was wearing a white Moon Palace dress and had an increasingly round face, collapsed weakly on a stool.

As the daughter of Miao Xiu, a general who led troops outside, she knew very well that if her daughter did not have spiritual roots, she would only be an ordinary princess all her life and would not be favored by His Majesty.

All you can do in life is go with the flow.

For a moment, I felt depressed and sad.

The next one was Zhuang Yuheng. She first glanced in the direction of Concubine Wan Zhu Wanwan and nodded slightly.

Zhu Wanwan's expression changed, and she sat up straight subconsciously. Could it be that...

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty. Princess Xiuyuan, born to Concubine Wan, has spiritual roots!"

"what?!"

Everyone present exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously looked at Princess Xiuyuan who was standing timidly beside Zhuang Yuheng.

The seventh princess, Zheng Yuyuan.

Like her mother, she has a pair of charming peach blossom eyes and is very likable at a young age.

Both the third princess Zheng Yuhuan and the eldest princess Zheng Yuyao like to play with her very much.

The same is true for the other sisters.

At this moment, she was wearing a small pink princess dress with a little bright red flower on her forehead. Her peach blossom eyes were full of excitement as she stared at Zheng Yi eagerly.

Spiritual roots?

what is that?
No matter what, since father is so happy, mother must be very happy too.

"Yuan'er!"

Zhu Wanwan stood up excitedly, her expression full of excitement.

Zheng Yi nodded and said, "Yuan'er, come to father."

"Father!"

Zheng Yuyuan ran over obediently and looked at Zheng Yuhuan cautiously.

Zheng Yuhuan also smiled and made way to let Zheng Yuyuan come to Zheng Yi.

Touching her cute little face, Zheng Yi praised: "You did a good job, Yuan'er. You must work hard to cultivate Ping with Sister Yuhuan in the future."

Zheng Yuyuan seemed to understand and said, "Yes, Father, I will definitely work hard."

"Okay, continue."

Lin Qing'er and Rong Miao'er both subconsciously looked at Yuechan and Dong Yunjie.

The daughters of the senior sisters all have spiritual roots, so their daughters...

Yuechan spoke first: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Princess, Princess Lingbo, does not have spiritual roots."

"Ugh……"

Lin Qing'er suddenly collapsed on the chair, her eyes full of helplessness.

My daughter has no spiritual roots.

Rong Miaoer, who was standing by, immediately grabbed her hand and said, "Sister, don't be discouraged..."

"I……"

Dong Yunjie also stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Princess, Princess Suzhen, also has no spiritual roots."

The two women smiled bitterly and could only shake their heads helplessly.

Then he cast an envious look at Concubine Wan Zhu Wanwan. Zheng Yi also nodded, not very surprised by this situation.

After all, the probability is one in a million, even his child will not be spared.

At this moment, Dong Yunyu came forward with a smile:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty. Sister Cui's tenth princess, Princess Lingxiao, has spiritual roots~!"

The tenth princess, Princess Lingxiao!

Dozens of eyes looked at Zheng Yuxiao with envy and jealousy, as well as some indescribable meanings.

Cui Xiabing also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately her daughter had spiritual roots.

Otherwise, she really didn't know what to do.

If my daughter does not have spiritual roots, she will inevitably experience the fate of seeing her children die before her in a few decades.

"The Seventh Princess and the Tenth Princess both have spiritual roots!"

"The Tenth Princess is easy to deal with, after all, Concubine Cui is also a cultivator, but the Seventh Princess' mother, Concubine Wan..."

"Hush, keep your voice down! From now on, Concubine Wan's status will be different..."

The people around him were talking in low voices, but Zheng Yi heard them.

But he didn't care. Among his ten daughters, four had spiritual roots, a 40% chance.

This probability is enough to be called a miracle even among a family of cultivators. The probability is too high!
The eldest princess Zheng Yuyao, the third princess Zheng Yuhuan, the seventh princess Zheng Yuyuan, and the tenth princess Zheng Yuxiao!
The fact that the four princesses were endowed with spiritual roots was a big shock to the entire Dayu court.

Zheng Yi immediately asked people to gather together all the children with spiritual roots for this spiritual testing ceremony.

Four men: Shi Xiaofeng, Xu Fengxiong, Tong Tao, and Zheng Chengwen.

Three women: Lu Qing'er, Xia Houling, and Dai Shu.

Together with Aunt Mei, Chen Hai and Wang Anshi who were measured a month ago, there are a total of fourteen people with spiritual roots in this spiritual testing ceremony.

It's a pity that Wang Anshi was unwilling to practice Taoism, so there were only thirteen people in total.

Xu Fengxiong and others stepped forward one after another and knelt on the ground.

Zheng Yi said: "You are blessed with spiritual roots, which is a gift from heaven and a blessing for our Great Yu."

"Three days later, you can say goodbye to your parents and family members, come to Yuelong Palace to listen to orders, and plan a great way together!"

"I will obey your orders!"

Yuelong Palace was a temporary palace specially built by Zheng Yi outside the capital, at the foot of Tianshou Mountain.

This palace is located at the core edge of the Xuanyuan Gathering Spirit Array. It is full of spiritual energy and is very conducive to spiritual practice.

As for the teachers who taught the class, they were of course Tianxingzi and Xuanjizi.

Tianxingzi has begun to assist Zheng Yi and the Dayu Dynasty wholeheartedly. As for Xuanjizi, she abides by the bet between her and Zheng Yi and becomes a preaching teacher.

"Concubine Cui."

"My concubine is here."

"Test their spiritual root attributes and register everyone."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The women attacked again, and spirit-testing talismans flew out and landed on the thirteen people.

Chen Hai and others had confirmed that they had spiritual roots a month ago, but Zheng Yi did not test their attributes on that day.

Today’s testing is for the purpose of gathering together, just like opening a blind box.

The chance of getting something good when opening it once is certainly not as exciting as opening a dozen at the same time.

This is the difference between a single draw and a ten-draw streak.

Looking at the more than ten rays of light, Zheng Yi secretly said in his heart: "After ten consecutive draws, you have to give me an SSR!"

“SSR, SSR…”

He recited silently in his mind, his eyes fixed on the central square.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly burst out from the spirit-detecting talisman above one of their heads.

Then, Cui Xiabing's surprised voice rang out.

“Heavenly Spiritual Roots!!!”

(End of this chapter)