What to do if the talent is too high

Chapter 205 Saint Cultivation Plan!

I saw that in the huge laboratory, there are all kinds of strange experimental equipment everywhere, some are used for alchemy, for refining tools, for arranging formations, and there are many things that Li Mingyang does not know.

Filled the whole space.

Everyone glanced at it, but didn't find anything too bizarre.

Li Mingyang thought for a while and said: "The great master said before that the core secret is in the basement and the second floor, let's go and see..."

Zhou Feiheng took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "You can do it, you can even ask for information..."

Li Mingyang glared at him: "You old drunkard, how dare you say that? I, Nima, was almost beaten to death by these people on the island... It's fine if you chase the enemy, and you don't need to leave us so many experts! "

Zhou Feiheng blushed: "Ahem, I'm doing this to train you guys! Besides, you're all right..."

"It's too late when I really have something to do..."

Everyone talked and found the entrance to the basement, so they went down the stairs and went down.

"Shh, be careful! There seems to be someone!"

Zhou Feiheng frowned, and walked down first. Just as he stepped into the darkness, suddenly, a wave of heaven and earth vitality turned into a violent offensive bombardment.

He smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and all the energy in the sky was gone.

There was a voice of surprise in the darkness.

Zhou Feiheng flew over suddenly, grabbed the man by the throat, and exerted a light force...

"what!"

A scream pierced through the darkness.

Everyone fumbled to turn on the light, and saw Zhou Feiheng clutching the neck of a middle-aged man in his palm.

"Sealed for seven days?!"

Zhou Feiheng couldn't help but let out a little gasp.

Li Mingyang: "Feng Qitian? This name... is too unlucky, right?"

Zhou Feiheng: "But this guy has an unusual background...he is the number one alchemy master among the seven major cultivators, and he is as famous as Ding Wenyao's younger brother...but why did he join the dark organization and even run here?"

Feng Qitian: "Hmph! I won't tell you even if you kill me!"

Li Mingyang: "You don't need to say... let me see your brain."

He violently rotated the thought method of knowing people, and instantly the majestic and vast power of thought condensed into a point of origin, entered the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and began to analyze and explore inch by inch.

Feng Qitian wanted to dodge, but was held tightly by Zhou Feiheng, unable to move at all.

Li Mingyang looked at it for a long time, withdrew his thoughts, shook his head and said, "Just like the great master before, his memory has been banned, but... His mission here is something called the Saint Cultivation Program."

"Sage Cultivation Program? What the hell is that?"

Li Mingyang said: "According to the Martial God Palace, people's aptitude is divided into many levels, each level corresponds to a certain talent value, ordinary people are one hundred, geniuses may have hundreds, and talents that can exceed one thousand It is called the qualification of a saint..."

"And this sage cultivation plan, as the name suggests, is to find ways to cultivate people into saints."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Is there such an operation in the world?"

Li Mingyang spread his hands: "It is because it is difficult to do, so this dark organization will study it..."

Ma Wen: "Talent value? I don't know what my talent value is..."

Li Mingyang: "You? Let me see... 222!"

"Damn it, is it so low?"

Fan Jin: "Master, what about me?"

Li Mingyang: "789!"

Marvin: "Fuck, am I so different from this old man?"

Fan Jin: "Who do you say is the old man!"

Feng Qitian: "Hmph, who do you think you are? You can tell the talent value at a glance? You have no idea how many years we have spent in developing the talent value tester!"

Everyone: "...What? There is also something like a talent tester?"

Feng Qitian pointed at a scale-like thing in the corner: "That's it! It's what I usually use for experiments to measure the changes in talent values... I'm not bragging, there are no more than five of them in the entire organization!"

Marvin leaned forward curiously: "This thing...how does it work?"

Feng Qitian smiled triumphantly: "It's very simple! Just drop your blood on it!"

Ma Wen immediately followed suit: "I want to see if what Li Mingyang said is accurate!"

Feng Qitian: "Don't say it's not accurate, if he can get close to what he said, I will really admire him!"

Li Mingyang's heart moved, he didn't want something like a talent tester to appear in the world.

But after hearing what Feng Qitian said, he still couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh? Brother Feng is so confident? What if what I said is still close, what do you have to lose to me?"

Feng Qitian: "My fucking life is in your hands, what else do you want to win from me?"

"Then maybe...for example, the secret of the Saint Pill you refined?"

Feng Qitian's face changed drastically: "Boy, you can't even do this... It seems that you have practiced Du Jitang's cold-faced Yan Luo's way of knowing people!"

Li Mingyang: "Cold-faced Yan Luo? The third senior brother still has this nickname? But you are right, I have cultivated... So, let's make a bet, if I am right, you can tell me the secret , if you are not sure..."

A ray of hope appeared on Feng Qitian's face: "How?"

Li Mingyang: "If I'm not sure, I'm not sure. What do you want? Your fucking life is in our hands..."

Feng Qitian: "..."

At this time, Marvin had already dripped blood on the tester, and heard a snort, and the blood was vaporized in an instant, and then, the pointer on the instrument started to run and jump...

All eyes were on the pointer.

Ding!
The pointer stopped and quietly pointed to a value.

222!

"The testee's talent value is 222! In addition, the fat content in the blood is high, please pay attention to health maintenance, eat more vegetables and less meat!"

Marvin: "...the latter function is not necessary!"

Feng Qitian turned pale with shock: "This is impossible!"

Li Mingyang smiled: "He is still not convinced! Xiao Fan, go and try!"

Fan Jin smiled and said, "Yes, Master!"

He also dripped blood on it, the pointer wobbled for a while, and finally landed on 789 steadily!
"The testee's talent value is 789! In addition, you are too angry, pay attention to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, if you are afraid of getting angry, drink Jiashaobao!"

Fan Jin: "..."

Feng Qitian looked at Li Mingyang: "...are you still human?"

Li Mingyang's heart also moved slightly.

He was just the opposite. He didn't expect this talent tester to be so accurate, exactly the same as what his system saw!
At this time, Ma Wen had already urged Bu Juechen to go to the test.

Bu Juechen nodded, and stepped forward to take a blood test. After a while, the pointer pointed to 1234!

"The talent value of the testee is 1234! Congratulations, you have the talent of a saint! And the blood shows that the body is very healthy, without any blemishes, it can be called perfect!"

Bu Juechen lowered his head in embarrassment.

Everyone was stunned.

Feng Qitian sighed: "As expected of the Academy of Gods! There is actually a real born saint here!"

Ma Wen urged Zhou Feiheng again.

Zhou Feiheng tried it, and soon, the tester pointed to a full 1000!

Feng Qitian: "...I lost at your hands, so I won't be wronged!"

Zhou Feiheng: "Otherwise, are you still planning to complain?"

"The talent value of the test subject is 1000! In addition, the alcohol concentration in the blood exceeds the standard! This tester reminds you...don't drink and drive, and don't drink while driving!"

"There are tens of thousands of roads, safety is the first, the driving is not standardized, and the relatives are in tears!"

Zhou Feiheng: "...you fucking talk too much!"

Li Mingyang smiled, as long as no one urged him to take the test, nothing would happen.

Ma Wen: "Li Mingyang is your turn!"

Li Mingyang: "...Get lost! You're the one who talks too much!"

(End of this chapter)