Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

After hearing Qin Fengming's words, the expressions of the two masters and uncles straightened slightly, and their hearts were moved by it.

The young monk in front of him has not entered the world of immortality 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.

From their experience, they knew 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.

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 looked calm, knowing that what he said must be true. Otherwise, just asking back to the sect will 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 a great talent for the art of talismans, the success rate of refining talismans would never be very high. It is so difficult to refine talismans, but Qin Fengming can still try to refine hundreds of thousands of talismans. The two of them are 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 showed no emotion. 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 for a long time. After a while, 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, 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 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 son's spiritual root belongs to the 'virtual spiritual root'.

However, I used several methods to detect it, but I couldn't tell whether it was a virtual spiritual root. I could only vaguely feel a single spiritual root. In addition, the spiritual thoughts in this child's body are not weaker than those of ordinary foundation-building monks. This surprised me even more. "After a moment's pause, Uncle Zeng said with a puzzled look 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.

Uncle 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 sense more than forty miles away."

Upon hearing this, Master Ximen was immediately shocked. 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, no matter whether it is a monk with four spiritual roots or a monk with a single virtual spiritual root, his cultivation speed will not be too fast. He can cultivate to the Qi gathering stage in his lifetime. The first-level realm is already very good. But in just four or five years, this person was able to cultivate to the ninth-level realm of the Qi Gathering Stage, and was involved in both weapon refining and talisman making. Such an achievement is really puzzling? "Uncle Ximen 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 nameless fruits. Is there any connection between my own cultivation and those two unknown pearl fruits? But he didn't want to tell the truth about the two pearl fruits to his two master uncles. 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, my disciple once followed his father into the mountains for hunting. On the way, he ate an unknown fruit. 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."

"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 was not cheating at all, so he said lightly.

"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? ." Master Ximen's uncle 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. 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.

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, 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.