After listening to what Qin Fengming said, the faces of the two masters and uncles changed, and they felt shocked in their hearts. [No pop-up novel website]
The young monk in front of him has only been in the world of immortal cultivation for five years at best, and is only twenty years old. At such a young age, he can actually refine high-grade magic weapons, and there are still as many as twenty or thirty.
They had never heard anything like this before.
The two of them knew very well that the art of refining weapons required a lot of talent and patience. Even they themselves cannot be said to be able to calm down and refine so many magic weapons.
Unconsciously, Juejun looked at the young monk in front of him carefully. Seeing the calm look on his face, I knew that what he said must be true. Otherwise, just asking back to the sect will expose his words.
However, it took hundreds of thousands of talisman papers to refine thousands of talismans. Such a low success rate is very consistent with the actual situation of making talismans.
Because both of them knew that refining talismans was three times more difficult than refining weapons. If it weren't for decades of unremitting practice and extremely talented in the art of talismans, the success rate of refining talismans would never be too high. It is so difficult to refine talismans, but Qin Fengming can still draw hundreds of thousands of talismans. His perseverance is really admirable.
Looking at Qin Fengming, Master Zeng nodded with a smile, his face full of joy: "Come here and let me see the attributes of your spiritual root."
Qin Fengming did not dare to neglect, walked a few steps, came to Master Zeng's uncle, and stretched out his right hand.
Uncle Zeng grabbed Qin Fengming's hand with three fingers, closed his eyes slightly, and slowly transferred the spiritual power into Qin Fengming's body. Suddenly, Uncle Zeng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Qin Fengming for a long time. After a while, he closed his eyes again.
After half a cup of tea, he opened it again, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Uncle Ximen next to him saw his senior brother's expression and immediately laughed and said:
"Senior Brother Zeng must be very surprised. This child's spiritual root attributes are very special. I wonder how Senior Brother Zeng can judge the attributes of his spiritual roots?"
"Oh, yes, his spiritual root attributes are very unusual. Has Junior Brother Ximen checked this son's spiritual root before?" Uncle Zeng asked doubtfully.
"Well, junior brother, I experienced the properties of this boy's spiritual roots when he first joined the sect. To be honest, senior brother, I was also very confused about the properties of this boy's spiritual roots at the time. I wonder what senior brother has discovered?"
"It is suspected that this child's spiritual root belongs to the 'virtual spiritual root'. However, I have used several methods to detect it, and I cannot determine how many spiritual roots it has. I can only vaguely feel that it is a single spiritual root. In addition, there are many spiritual roots in this child's body." The strength of his spiritual thoughts is no less than that of ordinary monks in the foundation-building stage. This surprised me even more." After a moment, Uncle Zeng said with a puzzled look on his face.
Although spiritual consciousness is a physical thing, there are many secret techniques practiced by monks in the alchemy stage. With special secret techniques, they can still sense the spiritual consciousness of a low-level monk.
Master Ximen was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Qin Fengming in astonishment and asked solemnly: "Tell me the truth, what is the farthest distance you can perceive with your consciousness now?"
Qin Fengming hesitated for a moment, but finally released his spiritual consciousness. After a moment, he raised his head, with a look of shock on his face, bowed to the two masters and uncles and said:
"Master Qi, uncle, I just released my spiritual consciousness with all my strength, and I was able to sense more than forty miles away."
Master Ximen's uncle was shocked when he heard this. You must know that the spiritual consciousness of ordinary monks in the foundation building stage can only detect about forty miles. The current Qin Fengming, who was only at the ninth level of Qi Gathering stage, could compete with the spiritual awareness of the monks in the Foundation building stage, which really surprised the two of them.
"In addition to his powerful spiritual consciousness, there is another thing that puzzles me. Logically speaking, whether it is a monk with a single spiritual root or a monk with a virtual single spiritual root, his cultivation speed will not be too fast. He can cultivate to the Qi gathering stage in his lifetime* The * level realm is already very good.”
"But in just four or five years, this boy was able to cultivate to the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Stage, and he also dabbled in both weapon refining and talisman making. I really don't know why he has achieved such an achievement?" Master Ximen's uncle said with a surprised look on his face. .
"Have you ever taken any magical medicines or herbs before?" Master Zeng looked at Qin Fengming, thought for a long time, and suddenly asked with a change of expression.
Qin Fengming was stunned, lowered his head and thought for a moment.
Suddenly, he remembered that when he was ten years old, he went hunting in the mountains with his father, accidentally fell off a cliff, and accidentally ate two famous fruits. Is there any connection between my own cultivation and those two unknown fruits? But he wanted to tell the two uncles truthfully about the two fruits. This was his own secret.
Thinking of this, Qin Fengming raised his head and said with a thoughtful expression:
"When I was a child, I once followed my father into the mountains for hunting. I ate a famous fruit on the way. I don't know if the fruit was a magical medicine. However, I remember that the fruit was very unpalatable. It tasted extremely bitter and melted in the mouth. At that time, the disciple wanted to spit it out but couldn't."
"Well, can you still remember what that fruit looks like?" Upon hearing this, Uncle Zeng and Uncle Ximen looked at each other and asked eagerly.
"Because it was so long ago, I was only a few years old at the time, and I can no longer remember the specific situation at that time. However, I remember that as soon as I picked the fruit, the entire fruit tree quickly withered, and then turned into flying objects. Ash, disappeared."
Qin Fengming thought for a while and said, he didn't want these two people to know where they picked the fruit, and at the same time, he also used this to dissuade them from looking for it.
"Since it was a fruit tree that withered and disappeared after you picked it, it seems that it must be a spiritual fruit. Generally, spiritual fruits grow alone. Since you have eaten them, I don't think there will be a second one nearby. "Uncle Zeng looked at Qin Fengming and saw that he didn't look like a fake, so he said calmly.
"Even if he has taken spiritual fruit, no matter what kind of spiritual fruit it is, the effect of the medicine will only make him enter the foundation building stage at most. If he wants to go further, the hope is very slim. Senior Brother Zeng, what do you think about this matter. "Uncle Ximen thought for a while and said.
"Well, what Junior Brother Ximen said is true. Generally, the effectiveness of spiritual fruit is only a few years or more than ten years. Over time, its medicinal effect will gradually disappear. Okay, we have nothing to do. Please sort it out quickly. We will wait for a while. We are about to return to the sect.”
Uncle Zeng looked at Qin Fengming, sighed and said lightly, and then the two of them turned and left Qin Fengming's residence.
Once again, I heard about the judgment of my spiritual root attributes, and it came from the mouth of my uncle Zeng. It seemed that my spiritual root was indeed very bad.
Listening to Master Zeng's uncle, even with the help of spiritual fruit, the later stage of cultivation is not very optimistic, Qin Fengming felt a little depressed. But after thinking about it for a moment, he became more determined to cultivate. He believed that hard work could make up for weakness. If he put in ten or a hundred times the effort of others, he would still be rewarded.
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