Feng Bingwen had just come into contact with the relevant knowledge of cultivation at this time. He was ignorant and did not know the meaning of this immortal product. He just felt that he was worthy of being the master he had chosen. His talent was indeed extraordinary and he was flattered.
"It's just a slightly better starting point."
The young man smiled without any pride on his face and looked quite gentle.
"Then I would like to ask, senior, what are the requirements if you want to cultivate to the third level, the foundation of becoming an immortal?"
Although he knew that there were better immortals, in order to highlight his modest quality, Feng Bingwen still asked about the third level first. This could show that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous.
"Physique, Immortal Technique!"
Zhao Junxian is concise and to the point.
"With a special physique, coupled with the magical method that directly points to the immortal path, you can cultivate the pulse condition of the third level!"
"this……"
Feng Bingwen was stunned. The young man said it simply, but he suddenly felt the difficulty of cultivating immortality in this world.
Well, you can't say that. It's probably easy to get down to the third level of pulse, but it's not that difficult for ordinary people to become an immortal.
Physique, this thing is completely determined by fate, it is decided the moment you are born, if you are good, you will be good, if you are not good, you will not be good.
As for magic spells that directly point to the path of immortality, let alone that. There is no way this thing could become a popular gadget. Without some background or special circumstances, how can you get such a thing?
"Then if your qualifications are very ordinary, can you reach the upper third level if you practice the Immortal Way again?"
At this moment, Feng Bingwen was a little uneasy. He had no confidence at all in his own qualifications. He only started to transcend the ordinary world after he obtained the Dragon Ball.
"There is a very small probability of reaching the third level, but there is a high probability that you can only achieve the middle level of the third level."
The young man shook his head, but he could see that the child in front of him was anxious and worried, so he spoke to comfort him.
"You don't need to worry about this. If you practice, as long as you have good spiritual techniques, there is a good chance that you can reach the third level."
"My qualifications are very good?"
Feng Bingwen was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a little genius.
"No, in my opinion, your qualifications are mediocre."
But before Feng Bingwen could finish being happy, he saw the ruthless words of the young man in front of him, shattering his complacent thoughts.
"Am I mediocre?"
Feng Bingwen had a sad face,
"Didn't you say that there is a certain probability that I can reach the third level of cultivation?"
"That's because there is a dragon ball in your body."
Zhao Junxian spoke frankly,
"With the power of the Dragon Balls, even with your qualifications, it is possible to reach the third level."
"Just maybe."
Feng Bingwen's face fell, and he was hit hard. This boss just had to say clearly that he was a loser who couldn't practice cultivation.
"It's already pretty good, don't be dissatisfied."
Zhao Junxian comforted him and said,
"If you reach the third level, you can hope for immortality."
"Wait a minute, senior, didn't you say that the only things that determine the pulse are physical constitution and immortal skills? But you said that the dragon beads can also help me condense the pulse of the third grade. Isn't this the third thing?"
Feng Bingwen suddenly noticed the key point.
"What you are born with is deficient, but you can make up for it the day after tomorrow. The road is ruthless, but it also leaves a glimmer of hope."
Zhao Junxian explained patiently,
"However, things that can make up for the innate deficiencies of a cultivator, such as the dragon beads you obtained, are all rare. How can a cultivator who has not yet established a foundation have the opportunity to obtain such a spiritual object?"
"I see."
Feng Bingwen thought about it himself and figured out the key. Only those with great supernatural powers can obtain this spiritual object that can defy the heavens and change fate. As for the little monks who build the foundation, there is no need to think about it, unless they are like him.
, walked halfway, and was hit by a dragon ball.
"What if there are powerful elders?"
Feng Bingwen thought about the possibility of obtaining spiritual objects for young monks who needed to make up for their congenital deficiencies.
"The descendants of successful monks cannot have bad qualifications unless they are passed down for a long time. But even if they really need to make up for it, which family would be willing to give such a world-shattering spiritual creature to the descendants who have unqualified qualifications?"
"That's true."
Feng Bingwen recognized this statement.
This third factor that is beneficial to pulse coagulation basically does not exist. People who need it can't get it, and those who have it can't use it, which leads to an endless cycle.
"So, people like you who are blessed with great fortune are rare and cannot be treated as such."
The big boss in front of him regarded him as a son of luck, Feng Bingwen could only acquiesce, but he thought of another point,
"Senior, aren't you interested in the dragon ball in my belly?"
"what are you saying?"
The young man frowned for the first time, like a wealthy businessman who was provoked by a beggar with a few coins in a broken bowl.
"It's just a dragon ball, why should I be interested?"
"Didn't you just say that Dragon Balls are rare things?"
"That is for ordinary cultivators, not for me. Besides, even if it is useful to me, do you think I will hurt you? Take away your opportunity? You look down on me, Zhao Junxian, too!"
Feng Bingwen quickly lowered his head and apologized, but he felt completely at peace in his heart. He was indeed the master he wanted, and even Longzhu looked down upon him. He loved that dismissive attitude so much.
"It doesn't matter, I can also understand your mood. You are a mortal, and you suddenly got this thing. I am afraid you have been worried for a long time!"
The young man looked at the child in front of him who seemed to have a worried look on his face, and suddenly thought of something, and the expression on his face softened.
"Senior still knows that I have been worried about it for a long time, and my parents and elders at home have not told me."
Feng Bingwen was walking downhill. When he looked up, he saw something was wrong with the eyes of the young man in front of him.
"When you helped me, did you ever think that I was a monster?"
The young man suddenly asked.
When he escaped here using the Qiankun Taoist method, his strength had not been restrained, and with the body of the child in front of him that was infected by the dragon ball, he could sense the danger even without practicing, but the child still stood in front of him, and
Helped him.
"This junior has indeed thought about it, but when he saw your face, he felt that you didn't look like you, so he wanted to help you."
At this time, Feng Bingwen naturally knew what he should say. When he rushed over, he got confirmation from the Book of Heaven in advance. Otherwise, with the terrifying fluctuation just now, he must have taken the two old people at home and ran away.
How far.
"Such a good character is extremely rare!"
The young man nodded in praise, looking at Feng Bingwen with appreciation for the first time in his eyes, but then his expression became serious.
"Next time if you see a similar situation, be the first to protect yourself and don't come forward. You are a cultivator and you can't judge others by their appearance!"
"Senior, are you willing to teach me how to practice?"
Feng Bingwen looked surprised and noticed the important points.