Legendary Pharmacist

"Not bad, well done." Master Ming Zong did not say the result, but encouraged Zheng Qiu, "It has great potential, and it will definitely have a future if you practice hard."

After finishing 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 is a penetrating test.

Master Ming Zong put 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 of the drum is hard stone, from the bottom up, the texture of the stone becomes less and less, until the top, it even becomes liquid. Touch it with your hand, and the liquid on the top will shake continuously, like clear water held up by a cloth bag.

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

Master Ming Zong wiped the surface of the drum with a smile, and there were circles of ripples on the surface of the drum, as if it was really clear water.

According to the master's introduction, the Baina Drum is specially used to test the weapon. The disciple of the weapon refiner only needs to chop the weapon upward to know whether the weapon is good or not.

This drum has a characteristic, the top is soft and the bottom is hard, and the top is actually the water surface, but as the weapon cuts down, the hardness will change from water to cloth, then to wood, and then to stone.

The hardness of the bottom surface far exceeds that of gold and iron, and it can only be broken if it is close to the blade of a magic weapon. Now, Master Ming Zong is going to use this to test Zheng Qiu's Qi Jin, to see where Zheng Qiu's Qi Jin can go from top to bottom.

"Apprentice, get ready for fingering, we'll start now." Master Mingzong 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. This time he used a different fingering method than the first time, adding the movement of gathering Qi before releasing the Qi Jin at the end.

Point the index finger, and a white line emerges from the fingertip. Because of the addition of Qi gathering action, the white line did not spread and thicken immediately, but slowly released the breath like ice cubes in summer.

The white line formed by Qi Jin quickly approached the surface of the water wave of Yingfeng Baina Drum, and at the moment when the two came into contact, an unexpected situation appeared.

Master Ming Zong's eyes suddenly widened, how could it be so, such condensed vigor touched the drum surface, it was like green smoke touching the iron plate, completely shattered and scattered, and passed around from the surroundings.

It was so strange, he stared at the drum the whole time, and there was not even a single ripple on it. Drinking water and blowing tea leaves, there is still movement in the tea water, but there is nothing at all. Could it be that the energy of the apprentice has no penetrating power?

"Master, there is no response." Even Zheng Qiu noticed the abnormality and asked, "How about I try again, maybe I made a mistake in fingering?"

Master Ming Zong shook his head: "No, there are other tests later." He crossed out the line of penetrating power on the paper, asked the apprentice to rest, and picked up the Yingfeng Baina drum to check it carefully.

After checking several times, Master Mingzong did not find any problem with the stone drum, so he had to give up the aspect of penetration.

The third 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, more than a dozen small balls were placed, and the balls were made of different materials and sizes.

The lightest and smallest is a ball made of cotton wool, only the size of a bean. The heaviest is the iron ball, which is a bit bigger than a fist.

Master Ming Zong handed Zheng Qiu a white jade tube with a copper plate at one end. He shook the buckle on the copper plate and said, "This tube is also engraved with the Qi-locking spell pattern. You block one end with your finger to release the breath." Force poured into it.

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

Zheng Qiu took the white jade tube, poured energy into it according to the method the master said, then blocked one end with his finger and the other end with a small ball, and pulled the copper piece to see if the energy inside would push the small ball away. open.

Master Mingzong stood by and watched, iron balls are not good,

The stone ball is not good either, and he doesn't have any expectations for these two. But then looking back, his brows gradually wrinkled.

The big wooden ball can't do it, and the small wooden ball can't be pushed. Even the paper ball pinched by the end of the paper can't make it shake.

Finally, Zheng Qiu's vigor pushed the lightest ball, a small ball made of cotton fluff. The cotton ball was propelled by the strength and rolled up the slope, but when it reached a third of the height of the table, the ball stopped rising and rolled back to the original place.

Master Mingzong covered his face and took deep breaths to calm down his excited mood. What kind of thing is the strength of the apprentice's cultivation, it is not as strong as blowing out of the mouth. He felt a fire in his stomach, and it was burning to his chest, wishing he could smash all the test props in the courtyard.

"Master, did I let you down? It's no use after practicing for so long." Zheng Qiu saw the master's expression was wrong, and asked cautiously with his head shrunk.

"Huh, huh..." Master Ming Zong 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, the master, for not being capable. The apprentice has such precious things as wood spirits, and I can't teach them."

Thinking of "Wood Spirit", a guess passed in his mind.

The apprentice obtained the qi energy through the "Snake Swallowing Body Refining Sutra". This exercise is for the body-refining practitioners. Most of the body-refining qi energy is thick and domineering, and this situation will never happen to the apprentice.

I asked my apprentice to mix 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 away the pen and paper in his hand, pulled Zheng Qiu up and ran out of the building.

Master Ming Zong's footsteps were fast, and Zheng Qiu was pulled up into the air. When he stepped on the ground, he was already in a terraced field of Fangcao Peak.

Looking around at the medicinal herbs, Zheng Qiu asked puzzledly, "Master, did something happen to us?"

"Test, of course!" Master Ming Zong knelt down and looked for the medicinal herbs. Soon, he found a half-dead purple thorn fern with drooping leaves.

"Apprentice, exert energy on this purple thorn fern."

"Ah? How to cast it?"

"Just use the fingering method for measuring penetration." Zheng Qiu squatted next to the master and observed the purple thorn fern.

The original purple triangular leaves of this purple thorn fern have now turned sallow, and the small spines on the stem have disappeared.

Raise the Qi, transport the energy to the palm, and then point it out with fingering. A thin white thread flew from Zheng Qiu's fingertips to the purple thorn fern. Just like in the test of penetrating power, the white thread shattered and scattered when it touched the leaves, and gradually disappeared around the herb in mist.

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 then stopped making a sound.

Time passed little by little, and after squatting in the medicine field for more than an hour, a miracle appeared. The leaves of the purple thorn fern trembled suddenly, and the sallow leaves slowly turned purple, and small thorns like rice grains appeared on the stems.

Pa, there was a clear and crisp sound of slapping in the medicine field, and Master Ming Zong slapped himself hard: "I'm so stupid, I should have known, I should have known..."