"Yes, you did a good job." Master Ming Zong did not say the result, but encouraged Zheng Qiu, "It has great potential. If you practice hard, you will definitely have a future."

After completing the first test, Zheng Qiu returned to the straw mat and closed his eyes to rest. Half an hour later, he started the second test. This was a penetrating test.

Master Ming Zong placed a stone drum the size of a wooden basin on the table. Although it was called a stone drum, this drum was very strange.

The bottom surface of the drum is made of hard stone. From the bottom surface upward, the texture of the stone becomes less and less, and when it reaches the top, it even becomes liquid. When you touch it with your hand, the liquid on the top keeps sloshing, like clear water held in a cloth bag.

"This thing is a treasure. I got it from Ming Chengxi. It's called Yingfeng Baina Drum."

Master Ming Zong smiled and wiped the drum surface, and circles of ripples suddenly appeared on the drum surface, which seemed to be really pure water.

According to the master's introduction, this Baina Drum is specially used to test weapons. As long as the weapon-refining disciple cuts the weapon upward, he will know the quality of the weapon.

This drum has a special feature. It has a soft top and a hard bottom. The top is actually water, but as the weapon cuts down, the hardness changes from water to cloth, then to wood, and then to stone.

The hardness of the bottom surface is far beyond that of gold and iron, and it can only be destroyed by being close to the magic weapon's blade. Now, Master Mingzong wants to use this to test Zheng Qiu's energy, and see how Zheng Qiu's energy increases from top to bottom.

Where can it be drilled?

"Apprentice, get ready for fingering, we will start now." Master Ming Zong picked up a pen and paper, ready to record at any time.

Zheng Qiu lifted the Qi Jin from the sea of ​​Qi and moved it to the palm of his hand. The fingering method he used this time was different from the first time. Before finally releasing the Qi Jin, he added the movement of gathering Qi.

When you point your index finger, a trace of white line emerges from the fingertip. Because of the Qi gathering action, the white line does not immediately spread and become thicker, but slowly releases the breath like ice cubes in summer.

The white line formed by Qi Jin quickly approached the surface of the water wave facing Bainagu. The moment the two came into contact, an unexpected situation occurred.

Master Mingzong's eyes suddenly widened. How could this happen? When such concentrated energy came into contact with the drum surface, it was like smoke coming into contact with the iron plate, completely shattering and scattering around.

It's so strange. He kept his eyes on the drum head the whole time, and not even a ripple appeared on it. When he drank water and blew tea leaves, there was still movement in the tea, but there was no movement at all. Could it be that the apprentice's Qi energy didn't have penetrating power?

"Master, there is no response." Even Zheng Qiu noticed the abnormality and asked, "How about I try again? Maybe the fingering is wrong?"

Master Ming Zong shook his head: "No, there will be other tests later." As he said that, he crossed out the line about penetration on the paper, told his apprentice to rest, and picked up the Yingfeng Baina Drum to inspect it carefully.

After checking several times, Master Ming Zong found no problem with the stone drum, so he had to give up on the penetration aspect.

The third way is to measure the strength of Qi Jin.

This is an iron slope. The slope starts on the ground and ends on the table. On the ground in front of the slope, there are more than a dozen small balls. The balls are made of different materials and sizes.

The lightest and smallest one is a ball made of cotton wool, only as big as a bean. The heaviest one is an iron ball, which is a bit bigger than a fist.

Master Mingzong handed Zheng Qiu a white jade tube with a copper plate on one end. He shook the buckle on the copper plate and said, "This tube is also engraved with a Qi-locking curse pattern. Use your fingers to block one end and drain the air."

Pour strength into it.

Then clasp the other end of the ball and push the copper piece away. Start with the heaviest ball and try. If you can't push it, close the copper piece to retain the energy inside and try the next one."

Zheng Qiu took the white jade tube and poured Qi Jin into it according to the method taught by the master. Then he blocked one end with his fingers and the other end with a small ball. He opened the copper piece to see if the Qi Jin inside would push the ball.

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Master Mingzong stood aside and watched. The iron ball was not good, and the stone ball was not good either. He had no expectations for these two. But then he looked back and his brows gradually wrinkled.

The big wooden ball can't be pushed, the small wooden ball can't be pushed, and even the paper ball pinched with the head of the paper can't be made to sway even if it's not strong enough.

Finally, Zheng Qiu's energy pushed the lightest ball, a small ball made of cotton wool. The cotton ball was pushed by the energy and rolled up the slope. However, it reached one-third of the height of the table.

The ball stopped rising and rolled back to where it was.

Master Ming Zong covered his face and took deep breaths to calm down his excitement. What the hell is the energy that his apprentice has developed? It is not as powerful as blowing through his mouth. He felt like there was fire in his stomach, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing.

It was burning in my chest, and I wanted to smash all the test props in the patio.

"Master, have I let you down? Is it any use after practicing for so long?" Zheng Qiu saw that the master's expression was wrong, and he shrank his head and asked cautiously.

"Hoo, ho..." Master Mingzong took a deep breath and tried to persuade himself, "You can't blame the apprentice. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself as a master who has no ability. The apprentice has such a precious thing as the wood spirit, but he doesn't know how to teach it."

Thinking of the "wood spirit", a suspicion flashed through his mind.

The disciple's Qi Jin was developed through the "Snake Swallowing Body Training Sutra". This technique is for body training practitioners to learn. Most of the people who practice body training have strong Qi Jin and are domineering, so the disciple will never be like this.

He asked his apprentice to mix the Qi Jin with the "Wood Spirit" and let the "Wood Spirit" transform the Qi Jin. Is it because of this that the Qi Jin lost its original appearance? Thinking of this, he threw it away.

He picked up Zheng Qiu and ran out of the building.

Master Mingzong's steps were so fast that Zheng Qiu was pulled up into the air. When his feet stepped on the ground, he was already in a terraced field at Fangcao Peak.

Looking around at the herbs, Zheng Qiu asked puzzledly: "Master, are we in danger?"

"Test, of course!" Master Mingzong knelt down, picked apart the herbs and searched for them. Soon, he found a half-dead purple thorn fern with drooping leaves.

"Apprentice, use your energy on this purple thorn fern."

"Ah? How to use it?"

"Just use the fingering technique used to measure penetration." Zheng Qiu squatted next to the master and observed the purple thorn fern.

The originally purple triangular leaves of this purple thorn fern have now turned sallow, and the small thorns on the stems have also disappeared.

Raise the energy, move the energy into the palm of the hand, and then use fingering techniques to point out. White thin lines flew from Zheng Qiu's fingertips to the purple thorn fern. Just like the penetrating power test, the white lines touched the leaves and immediately broke and scattered.

, turning into mist around the medicinal herbs and gradually disappearing.

Zheng Qiu looked at it for a while, scratched his head and said, "Master, there is no response!"

"Wait." Master Ming Zong only uttered one word and stopped talking.

Time passed little by little, and after squatting in the medicinal field for more than an hour, a miracle happened. The leaves of the purple thorn fern suddenly shook, and the waxy leaves slowly turned purple, and small rice-like grains appeared on the stems.

Tender thorns.
Chapter completed!