"Yes, well done. Master Mingzong did not say the result, but encouraged Zheng Qiu, "There is a lot of potential, and there will definitely be a future if you cultivate well." ”

After doing the first test, Zheng Qiu returned to the straw mat and closed his eyes to rest, and half an hour later, he began the second test. It's a test of penetration.

Master Ming Zong put a stone drum the size of a wooden basin on the table, although it is called a stone drum, but this drum is very strange.

The underside of the drum is a hard stone, and from the bottom to the top, the texture of the stone becomes less and less, and even to the top, it even becomes liquid. When you touch it with your hand, the liquid on the top keeps shaking, like clear water picked up in a cloth bag.

"This thing is a treasure, I want it from Ming Chengxi, it's called Yingfeng Baina Drum. ”

Master Mingzong smiled and wiped it on the drum surface, and a circle of ripples suddenly appeared on the drum surface, which seemed to be really clear water.

According to the master's introduction, this Yingfeng Baina drum is specially used to test the blade, and the disciples of the refining weapon only need to cut the blade upwards to know the quality of the weapon.

One of the characteristics of this drum is that the top is soft and the bottom is hard, and the top is actually the surface of the water, but as the blade is slashed downward, the hardness changes from water to cloth, then to wood, and then to stone.

The hardness of the bottommost surface far exceeds that of gold and iron, and only close to the blade of the divine soldier can destroy it. Now, Master Mingzong is going to use this to test Zheng Qiu's strength and see where Zheng Qiu's strength can be drilled from top to bottom.

"Apprentice, get ready for fingering, let's get started. Master Mingzong picked up the pen and paper, ready to record at any time.

Zheng Qiu lifted his qi from the sea of qi and moved it to the palm of his hand, this time he used a different fingering technique than the first time, adding the action of gathering qi before releasing it at the end.

A little bit of the index finger, a white line emerges from the fingertip, because of the addition of the qi gathering action, the white line does not immediately spread and thicken, but slowly overflows the breath like ice cubes in summer.

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

Master Mingzong's eyes suddenly widened, how could this be, such a condensed energy touched the drum surface, and it was like green smoke touching an iron plate, completely shattered and scattered, from the surrounding past.

It was so strange that he stared at the drum the whole time, and there was not even a trace of ripple on it. Drinking water and blowing tea leaves, there is still movement in the tea, this is not at all, is it possible that the apprentice's strength is not penetrating?

"Master, I didn't respond. Even Zheng Qiu noticed the abnormality and asked, "Why don't I try again, maybe the fingering is wrong?"

Master Mingzong shook his head: "No, there are other tests later." As he spoke, he crossed out the line of penetration on the paper, told the apprentice to rest, and picked up the Yingfeng Baina drum to examine it carefully.

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

The third measure of the strength of the force.

This is an iron slope that starts on the ground and ends on a tabletop. On the ground in front of the slope, there are more than a dozen small balls, which are of different materials and sizes.

The lightest and smallest is a ball of cotton wool, only the size of a bean. The heaviest is the iron ball, which is a few points larger than a fist.

Master Ming Zong handed Zheng Qiu a white jade tube, there was a copper piece at one end of the pipe, he shook the buckle on the copper piece and said: "This tube is also engraved with a qi locking spell pattern, you use your fingers to block one end and pour qi into it."

Then buckle the ball with the other end and remove the piece of copper. Start with the heaviest ball, and 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 qi into it according to the method that the master said, and then blocked it with his fingers at one end, and blocked it with a small ball at the other end, and opened the copper sheet to see if the qi inside would push the ball away.

Master Ming Zong stood by and watched, the iron ball was not good, and the stone ball was not good, and he didn't have any expectations for these two. But then he looked behind him, and his brow gradually furrowed.

The big wooden ball can't be pushed, and even the paper ball pinched by the paper head can't make it shake with the strength.

Finally, Zheng Qiu's strength pushed the lightest ball, a small ball formed by cotton floc. The cotton ball was pushed vigorously and rolled up the slope, but when it reached a third of the height of the table, the ball stopped rising and rolled back upside down.

Master Mingzong covered his face and kept taking deep breaths to calm his excited mood. What kind of thing is the strength refined by the apprentice, and it is not as strong as the mouth blowing. He felt a fire in his stomach, rubbing against his chest, and wanted to smash all the test props in the patio.

"Master, am I letting you down? It's useless to practice for so long. Zheng Qiu saw that the master's expression was wrong, so he shrank his head and asked cautiously.

"Huh, huh......" Master Mingzong took a deep breath and tried to persuade himself, "You can't blame the apprentice, you can only blame yourself for the master's lack of ability, the apprentice has such a precious thing as the wood spirit, but he can't teach it." ”

Thinking of "Wood Spirit", a guess crossed his mind.

The apprentice is the qi that is refined through the "Snake Devouring Body Sutra", this exercise is learned by the cultivators who refine the body, and the qi of the person refining the body is mostly strong and domineering, and there will never be such a situation as an apprentice.

I asked my apprentice to mix the qi with the "wood spirit" and let the "wood spirit" transform these qi, is this the reason why the qi energy loses its original appearance? Thinking of this, he threw it away, picked up Zheng Qiu with the pen and paper in his hand, and ran out of the building.

Master Mingzong's footsteps were fast, Zheng Qiu's whole person was dragged up, and when he stepped on the ground, he was already in a terraced field in Fangcao Peak.

Looking around at the herbs, Zheng Qiu asked puzzledly, "Master, are we unexpected?"

"Measure, of course measure!" Master Ming Zong squatted down and opened the herb to look for it, and soon, he found a purple thorn fern with drooping leaves.

"Apprentice, exert your strength on this purple thorn fern. ”

"Huh?

"Just use the kind of fingering that measures penetration. Zheng Qiu squatted next to his master and observed the purple thorn fern.

The purple triangular leaves of this purple thorn fern turned sallow, and the small thorns on the stalk were gone.

Lift your qi, move your energy to the palm of your hand, and then use your fingering to point out. Thin white threads flew from Zheng Qiu's fingertips to the purple thorn fern, and just like the case for testing penetration, the white threads touched the leaves, and immediately shattered and scattered, turning into mist around the herbs and gradually disappearing.

Zheng Qiu looked at it for a while, scratched his head and said, "Master, there's no response!"

And so on. Master Mingzong only spit out 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 suddenly trembled, and the sallow leaves slowly turned purple, and small thorns like rice grains appeared on the stalks.

Bang, a crisp slapping sound suddenly sounded in the medicine field, and Master Mingzong slapped himself hard: "I'm so stupid, I should have known it a long time ago, I should have known it a long time ago......"