The Tsukiji Monk's Imperial Weapon flies at a very fast speed.

In just half a day, Jing Qing had already crossed thousands of miles and came to the foot of the mountain where the Artifact Hall was located.

Putting away the Qingfeng Sword, he walked towards the mountain.

There are rules in the Gate of Heaven that disciples are not allowed to fly in public areas at will.

The current Jingqing. There is no such qualification violation yet.

Opening the small door and entering the interior of the Artifact Hall, the refiner was drinking tea in a leisurely manner.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and squirted out a mouthful of tea.

"Ahem, how is it possible, you actually broke through, so fast, it's incredible."

"It's been less than a hundred days, and you actually went directly from the eleventh layer of Qi cultivation to the foundation building, so fast."

"And this artistic conception, no, it is two, it is impossible, how can a mere foundation monk comprehend two artistic conceptions."

The refiner looked shocked, ignoring the tea juice on his body, and his figure suddenly rose through the air and grabbed towards Jing Qing.

The hot wind of the stove blowing in all directions also gathered, and the ropes generally locked Jingqing's limbs.

"Ang."

The astonishing spiritual sense sensed the extreme danger, and the demon dragon turned the sky and raised his fist.

The overflowing domineering fist power turned into several roaring dragons, emitting a dragon roar, and swallowing the hot wind in one gulp.

The body was restored to freedom, Jing Qing drew his sword without hesitation, slashed the sword intent, and launched it with all his might.

The ten-zhang long sword qi, like a crescent moon, slashed through the air and flew towards the refiner's neck.

"Good sword intent."

The refiner stopped in an instant.

The right hand wearing the scale armor glove was as dignified as a mountain, full of fierce spiritual power, and pointed at the sword qi.

"No, it's an afterimage."

The fingers pierced the sword qi, and the sword shadow bubbles shattered like a bubble, dissipating without a trace.

The refiner's face changed wildly, but he saw a silver-white sword light, which had already grazed his arm and stabbed towards the face door.

A suit of shimmering treasures instantly bloomed with brilliant light, and countless fragmented talismans floated out of it, isolating the space and resisting the sword qi.

"Puff puff."

That extremely bright silver sword light pierced dozens of talismans one after another, before the spiritual power was exhausted and turned dim.

But the sword intent hidden deep in it still revealed a dazzling edge.

"Stop, stop, I just want to test your bones, absolutely nothing else."

Seeing Jing Qing's hand interrupted, the sword swung again.

The refiner touched the completely dim magic robe, was so eager that he dispersed his spiritual power, raised his hands, and explained loudly.

He knew clearly that he would never be able to take this sword.

"Bone measurement?"

The broken sword stopped abruptly, but the sword qi was still pointing at the refiner's heart.

Jing Qing looked at his eyes, and Long Wei's artistic conception pierced his heart and oppressed his will.

In a flat tone, he asked, "Do you know how to measure bones?" ”

Bone testing, that is, testing bone marrow.

The bone marrow is the source of the monk's qi and blood, and it is very important.

Qi and blood are lost, and if the bone marrow is not necrotic, as long as it spends spiritual nourishment, it will soon recover.

The so-called bone test, that is, to test whether the qi and blood penetrate deep into the bone marrow, how many points have entered, and what else is ignored, it is necessary to step up exercise and enhance the concentration of qi and blood.

This is a means of assisting in cultivation, and it can also test the strength of others.

However, people who learn the art of bone measurement are generally full-time spell hunters.

And the one in front of him, but the refiner, can't beat a piece of eight poles.

"Yes, of course."

"I have learned a lot of things, in addition to helping people refine weapons, I have also worked part-time as a bone tester in the sect."

"Ahem, can you put your sword down and speak again?"

The refiner's heart shook, cold sweat broke out on his head, and his face was pale and terrifying.

Looking at Jing Qing's eyes, he only felt an invisible power pressing towards him.

The majesty of the mountains and the sea and the dragon disturbed the spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness and made him breathless.

"The gang will test it for me."

Jing Qing withdrew his sword, and Long Wei was in the mood of power, but he did not let go.

The sea of knowledge that still shrouded the refiner made him unable to think, let alone resist.

With his current Divine Soul strength, it would not be difficult to do this.

The refiner wiped the cold sweat from his face, an unnatural flush flashed on his pale face, and carefully grabbed Jing Qing's arm and slapped it hard.

A stream of hot air penetrated into the arm, twisting and turning, skillfully finding the weak point of the bone and infiltrating the internal bone marrow.

Jing Qing frowned, the bone marrow felt unbearable, but it was uncomfortable.

"The left arm bone, qi and blood into the bone four points, the right arm bone, qi and blood into the bone five points, the right leg bone, qi and blood into the bone four points, the skull, qi and blood into the bone eight points."

"These parts are all perfectly refined."

"The ribs, two points of qi and blood into the bones, one point of the vertebrae, one point of qi and blood into the bones, and half a point of the toe bones."

"It's strange, these few bone marrow refinements can't be considered perfect, they can only be said to be ordinary, how can you break through so quickly, can you say"

The refiner had words in his mouth, showing extremely high bone measurement skills, which also made Jing Qing trust him a little more.

"Sure enough, although my physical body is perfect, I don't pay too much attention to my bone marrow, and I exercise unevenly in many places."

"The place where I usually practice boxing with a sword is fine, but in an important place such as the cervical spine, because of the memory of my previous life, I am afraid that the practice will be broken and cause paralysis, so I don't exercise subconsciously."

"In the future, we must find more spiritual materials with strong yang energy, step up tempering, and not let go of the slightest omission."

Jing Qing had a plan in his heart, but the refiner took out a diamond-shaped white crystal stone and said sincerely: "This is the Soul Seal Stone, I don't have the ability to measure the soul, but this stone can clearly reflect the soul and observe the strength of the soul power." ”

"If you can trust me, place it in the Tianmen Cave above your head, as long as you make a cup of tea."

Jing Qing thought for a moment and took the stone.

A moment later, a blinding white light radiated from the white crystal.

It's like a light bulb, without a hint of variegation, incomparably pure.

"No wonder, no wonder, no wonder you were able to comprehend two artistic conceptions during the foundation building period, and your soul is so strong that it is twice that of an ordinary monk."

"And it's so pure and clean, it's a rare sight in a thousand years!"

The refiner muttered in his mouth: "This kind of qualification, I'm afraid of what to learn, what to refine, except for those peerless spells, any spell and swordsmanship, it will not be difficult for you, you can understand it at a glance, two or three hundred years later, I really don't know how many strong people in the world can compete with you." ”

"Okay, have you finished the test, have you completed the order I placed?"

Jing Qing took away the Soul Seal Stone, put away Long Wei, and interrupted the refiner's self-talk.

"Alright, alright."

"Although you didn't bring the charcoal essence, two months is enough time to refine it."

The refiner woke up like a dream, walked into the inner room, and after a while, he took out a piece of cloth woven from spiritual silk and handed it to Jing Qing.