After hearing Qin Fengming's words, the expressions of the two masters and uncles straightened up slightly, and their hearts were moved by it.
The young monk in front of me has not been in the world of immortal cultivation for more than five years at best, and is only in his twenties. At such a young age, he can actually refine high-grade magic weapons, and there are still as many as twenty or thirty.
Such a thing was something they had never heard before.
Based on their experience, the two of them knew that the art of refining weapons required a lot of talent and patience. Even they themselves could not be said to be able to calm down and refine so many magical weapons.
After looking at Qin Fengming for a moment, the two of them couldn't help but have some curiosity in their eyes.
The young monk in front of him had a calm look on his face, knowing that what he said must be true. Otherwise, just asking back to the sect would expose his lies.
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.
Refining talismans is three points more difficult than refining weapons. If it were not for decades of unremitting practice and being extremely talented in the art of talismans, the success rate of refining talismans would never be too high. Refining talismans is so difficult.
, but Qin Fengming could still try to refine hundreds of thousands of talismans, and the two of them were slightly impressed by his perseverance.
Looking at Qin Fengming, Master Zeng smiled and nodded. After a while, he said, "Come here and let me see the attributes of your spiritual root."
Hearing this, Qin Fengming didn't look strange. He walked a few steps and 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 closely for a long time.
He closed his eyes again.
After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes 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, the attributes of his spiritual root are very unusual. Has Junior Brother Ximen checked this person's spiritual root before?" Uncle Zeng asked doubtfully.
"Well, junior brother had experienced the properties of this boy's spiritual roots when he first entered the sect. To be honest, senior brother, I was also very confused about the properties of this boy's spiritual roots. I wonder what senior brother discovered?"
"There is no doubt 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 virtual 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 longer weaker than that of ordinary monks in the foundation building stage. This surprises me even more." After a moment, Master Zeng's uncle said with doubts on his face.
Although spiritual consciousness is an invisible 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 in confusion: "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, my uncle, I just released my spiritual consciousness with all my strength and was able to perceive a distance of more than forty miles."
Hearing this, Uncle Ximen was immediately shocked. It should be known that the spiritual consciousness of ordinary monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage can only detect about forty miles. The current Qin Fengming, who is only at the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage, can actually reach the same level as the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The monk's spiritual consciousness competed, which naturally surprised the two of them.
"In addition to his powerful spiritual consciousness, there is another thing that puzzles me. Logically speaking, no matter whether it is a monk with four spiritual roots or a monk with a single empty spiritual root, his cultivation speed will not be too fast. He can cultivate to the Qi gathering stage in his lifetime.
The eighth and ninth levels are already very good. But in just four or five years, this person was able to cultivate to the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Stage, and he also dabbled in both weapon refining and talisman making. Such an achievement is really puzzling?
"Uncle Ximen said with a surprised look on his face.
"I wonder if you have ever taken any magical medicines or magical herbs before?" Uncle Zeng looked at Qin Fengming, thinking for a long time, and suddenly his face changed and he asked.
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 with his father in the mountains. He accidentally fell off a cliff and accidentally ate two unknown fruits. Is there any connection between his cultivation and those two unknown fruits? But those two fruits
He didn't want to tell his two uncles truthfully about the Pearl Fruit. It was his own secret.
Thinking of this, Qin Fengming raised his head and said with a thoughtful look on his face:
"When I was a child, I once went hunting with my father into the mountains. I ate an unknown fruit on the way. I don't know if the fruit was a panacea. 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, so 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.
Gray, disappeared."
"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 hypocrite, 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. If he wants to go further, the hope is very slim. Senior Brother Zeng, what do you think about this matter?
." Uncle Ximen looked at Qin Fengming, thought for a moment, and asked.
"Well, what Junior Brother Ximen said is true. Generally, the effectiveness of spiritual fruit is only a few years or more than ten years. As time goes by, 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.
Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard about the judgment of his spiritual root attributes again, and it came from the mouth of his great uncle. It seemed that his spiritual root was indeed very bad.
Listening to Master Zeng's uncle, Qin Fengming felt a little depressed even with the help of spiritual fruit, and his later cultivation was not very optimistic. But after thinking about it for a while, he became more determined to practice. He believed that diligence can make up for his weakness, and he has to pay his own way.
If others work ten times or a hundred times, there will still be rewards.
