After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

Chapter 349: I told you that you have 5 spiritual roots...

The next second, she sensed Bai Lan's aura and her eyes widened: "Wait, the fourth level of foundation building!? What kind of elixir did you take? How did you cultivate so fast!?"

This is fast? It is still far from her goal of building a foundation in three years, forming a pill in ten years, and forming a Yuanying in fifty years.

After all, cultivating immortals is fun only when you can pass the levels quickly.

"Do you really have five spiritual roots? You can't be the kind of person with only one spiritual root who pretends to be a loser..." Nan Xianzhi said suspiciously.

After she established her foundation, she has been training outside, going through untold hardships, and has only now cultivated to the great perfection of the second level of foundation building.

"I can tell where the opportunity is."

Nan Xianzhi's eyes lit up and he pointed ahead: "Then you calculate whether the skeleton in front is safe or not. I wanted to get closer to take a look, but I was always scared."

Bai Lan looked in the direction Nan Xianzhi pointed, and sure enough, he found a skeleton sitting on a cushion in the dark cave.

But this skeleton is different from the ordinary gray-white skeleton. There is a faint pink color on its skeleton. From the outline, it can be vaguely seen that the deceased was a female cultivator in her lifetime, and her strength was no less than that of a Jindan.

Bai Lan saved the game on the spot, and then looked at Nan Xianzhi: "I've checked it out, there's nothing wrong with it, you go up and see what treasures there are."

"I won't go." Nan Xianzhi retreated decisively: "Master said that my luck has always been bad. After entering ten secret realms, there is a high probability that I won't encounter any opportunities. This time it will probably not be bad. I believe there will be crises, but there will definitely be no opportunities."

Bai Lan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Bai Lan probably knew the reason why Nan Xianzhi had bad luck. After all, not only did she go against the Girl of Destiny, she also beat up Bai Ling. It would be strange if she had good luck after such a series of moves.

"Junior Sister Nan, I vaguely remember that the sect leader seemed to have entrusted you to investigate the death of True Man Qingxuan. Now that so much time has passed, have you found out anything?" Bai Lan looked at Nan Xianzhi.

It should be impossible to find the cause on her head.

"He was killed by a seventh-level monster on the road, or he was killed by a Yuanying old monster from the demonic way, or he failed to escape in time when he entered the secret realm and was trapped and killed in the formation, or he met the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion and was killed by him. Which reason do you think is more appropriate?"

In order to complete the task, she even carefully designed several causes of death for Master Qingxuan. She really did cry to death.

Bai Lan made a serious suggestion: "As expected of you, it's best to frame the monster for this matter. After all, it's difficult to communicate and there's no way to verify it."

"Humph, what you said makes sense. I'll think about it."

"By the way, has the Sect Master been a little overwhelmed these days?"

When Qingxuan died, Qinghe could drink three cups in a row to celebrate, but when Wuyin died, he was afraid that he would not be able to laugh, after all, he was his master.

Overnight, he was the only one left in the sect. Also, at a time when good and evil were fighting each other, the sect lost a Nascent Soul cultivator and its strength was greatly reduced. Good and bad things happened at the same time.

"How do you know?" Nan Xianzhi was surprised.

"I calculated it." Bai Lan nodded slightly.

Nan Xianzhi murmured, "Your calculations are really accurate..."

"So, believe me, go take a look at the pink skeleton in front, nothing will happen." Bai Lan smiled and pointed to the skeleton in front.

"I'm not going!" Nan Xianzhi shuddered and took a few steps back involuntarily: "You go if you want to go, I won't go. If you miss the opportunity, you miss it. You only have one life..."

Bai Lan shook his head and smiled.

"What are you laughing at!" Nan Xianzhi frowned and turned to leave: "I'm leaving first."

Bai Lan said slowly without even turning his head: "There are two Nascent Soul cultivators fighting outside. If you want to go out, leave a suicide note first. This place is the cave of a powerful cultivator, so it must be quite sturdy."

Nan Xianzhi stopped walking after hearing this and snorted, "...These Nascent Soul masters all regard us low-level cultivators as ants. When they fight, they don't care about the lives of ants. It's really too much!"

"I forgot to tell you that the Nascent Soul powerhouse outside is none other than the Hanxu Patriarch who is entangled with the Demon Daoist Demon Yunyang."

It turned out to be his own ancestor. He cursed the wrong person in a hurry. After Nan Xianzhi realized what was happening, he paused and said, "Humph, so, so what!"

Bai Lan shook his head, stood up, and walked straight in.

"Hey! What are you doing?! There's something wrong with that skeleton..." Nan Xianzhi wanted to pull Bai Lan's sleeve but failed, and suddenly became anxious.

"I know." Bai Lan nodded, but kept walking.

She had just sensed something strange and could already conclude that there was a third person in the cave besides the two of them...a soul to be precise.

Because in this dark cave, there were two people who had different reactions to his words. In addition to Nan Xianzhi, the other person was the pink skeleton deep in the cave.

When she mentioned the four words "Mo Dao Yun Yang", the pink skull seemed to turn a circle, slowly turning from the back to the front.

At this moment, the two empty eye sockets were staring at her.

"There's no need to go through the process to create a terrifying atmosphere, senior. Just take over the body directly. After all, our time is precious." Bai Lan took a few steps forward, looked at the pink skeleton in front of him, and spoke lightly.

Nan Xianzhi, who was standing outside the cave and looking inside, was shocked when he heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

She no longer understood what Bai Lan was trying to do. Is this something a normal cultivator would say?

“Hehehe, you’re only in the middle stage of foundation building. Although your cultivation is a little low, this body... I still like it very much.” The hoarse female voice was filled with unconcealable crazy excitement.

The next moment, wisps of pink smoke emerged from the skull and enveloped Bai Lan. The woman's ecstatic laughter echoed in Bai Lan's ears like a two-channel surround sound.

Bai Lan still stood there without changing his expression. He took out a bead used to measure spiritual roots from his storage bag and held it in his hand, saying lightly: "I have five spiritual roots."

As soon as Bai Lan finished speaking, five beams of light emanated from the beads in her hand, representing gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

The woman paused in laughter, and her hoarse voice was filled with disbelief: "Five spiritual roots?"