Mr. Xu nodded and said, "'Pulse' is innate, so it is beyond reproach that talent is determined by innateness. ”

Mr. Xu said, looking at the medicine pool again.

He actually had reservations about what he said just now, just like the pool of medicinal baths in front of him, which contains the essence of various heavenly and earthly treasures, and has the anti-heaven effect of washing the marrow and cutting the bones.

Even if you are born with a closed pulse, you can rely on this medicinal bath to open up and achieve a clear pulse, so that it is equivalent to relying on external objects to obtain the possibility of cultivating internal force!

Of course, the preciousness of this pool of medicinal baths is no longer something that can be measured by money, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure.

And in this regard, Mr. Xu has the most right to speak.

Because in this world, except for Mr. Xu, even if he is given enough medicinal materials, there is no second person who can prepare such an anti-heaven medicinal bath!

Jiang Cheng couldn't observe Mr. Xu's expression carefully because he was gritting his teeth to resist the severe pain all over his body, and even what Mr. Xu said was in his left ear and out of his right ear, so he didn't think much about it, so he didn't ask Mr. Xu any more questions.

After nearly a minute of silence.

Jiang Cheng felt more and more uncomfortable, and at this time, the pain had already penetrated into his heart, and it was extremely difficult!

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth were about to bite and bleed, and he was suffering physically and psychologically, and he was a little delirious in pain!

At this time.

Mr. Xu suddenly opened his mouth and said slowly: "Do you know that even the transparent 'pulse' is divided into three, six, nine and so on?"

Does it mean that talent is also divided into high and low?

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't heard of it, but I can guess the general meaning." ”

Mr. Xu explained lightly: "It is indeed not difficult to understand, the 'pulse' can be divided into nine levels of three grades, and the lower three levels of the pulse are the inferior pulses, among them, the ninth level of the pulse refers to the pulse that can be opened, even if such a pulse is cultivated out of internal strength, it is difficult to make progress, and the upper level, the eighth level of the pulse, which is also the inferior pulse, is also a poor talent, but compared to the ninth level of the pulse, it is obviously a level stronger, and so on, the most powerful is naturally the first-level pulse, but such a talent, only one person can be found in tens of millions of people." ”

Although Jiang Cheng's head was a little confused at this moment, he still understood what Mr. Xu said!

To put it simply.

It's about dividing the talent into nine levels!

The higher the talent, the easier it is to reach the next level after cultivating the internal force, which is why some people can accumulate a lot of internal force in the body in a short period of time, while some people spend years and can only accumulate a small amount of internal force.

It's all a matter of talent!

"First-level vein, you can only find one person out of ten million?"

Jiang Cheng secretly thought in his heart, the probability of this level of pulse is too low, looking for billions of people all over the world, at most he can only find a few hundred people.

And how many of these hundreds of people can be tapped for talent?

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to expect what kind of first-level pulse he was, he had a second-level pulse, and the third-level pulse was not bad, so he would just do it!

Thinking about it, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that his body was not so painful, and his expression was a little excited, and he asked Mr. Xu: "Does Mr. Xu know what level of pulse I have?"

Mr. Xu didn't answer and asked, "Then do you know now what the medicinal bath you soaked in has done?"

What does this medicated bath do?

Jiang Cheng blinked, he really didn't figure out what this medicinal bath was for.

Because so far, Jiang Cheng has only cared about the pain, and he has not had time to think about the effect of the medicinal bath, and he can't feel anything unusual!

But.

Since Mr. Xu has said so, the effect of this medicinal bath ...... Could it be that it can widen the pulse and upgrade the third-level pulse to the first-class pulse?

Jiang Cheng felt that the possibility was relatively high, so he said his thoughts: "Is it a medicinal bath that can change the pulse against the sky?"

Mr. Xu said, "That's true. ”

Jiang Cheng laughed dryly, pulling at the pain, and gasped again, looking a little funny.

He was wondering what level of pulse he was.

If it's just a sixth- or seventh-level vein, I don't know if I can rely on the medicinal bath to give myself the entire second or third level out, if it's originally the second or third level, can I come out of the entire first level.

If you were the best among tens of thousands of people, if you were the first line......

Thinking like this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but say happily: "Then dare to ask Mr. Xu, what level of pulse am I?"

Mr. Xu glanced at Jiang Cheng's joy, and suddenly sighed and said, "Little Master, you are closed!"

Closed pulse?

In other words, young master, I am the kind of person who is impossible to cultivate internal strength?

It's too late!

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at that time and fainted!

Of course, it was not only because of the reason that the talent was denied, but also because before the medicinal effect of the medicinal bath was even better, a chill rushed into Jiang Cheng's heart, causing Jiang Cheng to faint!

Seeing that Jiang Cheng had fainted, Mr. Xu was not in a hurry, he only walked closer, stretched out his hand and lifted it up, and Jiang Cheng's crooked body was straightened.

"Little young master, closing the pulse is indeed a dead end, but it is not without a turnaround, just look at a pool of heavenly medicine, can you change your life against the sky!"

Mr. Xu said, and with a flip of his wrist, he took out dozens of silver needles!

Then.

Mr. Xu stretched out his hand and didn't touch Jiang Cheng's skin, but his eyes flickered!

A magical scene happens.

Jiang Cheng seemed to be helped up by an invisible force, and sat upright in the pool!

Mr. Xu didn't delay, and when he raised his hand, he pierced all the ninety-nine eighty-one silver needles into Jiang Cheng's acupoint!

After doing everything, Mr. Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and there were faint beads of sweat on his forehead!

But it doesn't hurt.

Mr. Xu took a step back, without saying a word, and just stood on the side, waiting for Jiang Cheng's reaction.

One hour, two hours, until night fell, there was no trace of Jiang Cheng moving!

And in this process, the sadness on Mr. Xu's brow became more and more intense.

"Still doesn't work?"

Mr. Xu shook his head slightly, and waited for a few hours, but he still got a bad result.

"Ding!"

A silver needle inserted into Jiang Cheng's body shot out upside down and hit the wall with a crisp sound.

Immediately after, dozens of other silver needles all shot out backwards!

And Jiang Cheng's eyes were always closed, judging from his tense body all the time, he was not enjoying it in the past few hours, but enduring the pain in a coma!

When all the silver needles fell off naturally, Mr. Xu couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Is this the will of heaven?" Little young master, the old man also tried his best to use all the things left by his ancestors, but unfortunately, he still couldn't change anything. ”

With a deep sigh, Mr. Xu stepped forward, raised his empty hand, and scooped up Jiang Cheng's wrist.

"That's all I have to do here. ”

Mr. Xu muttered to himself softly, grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist, and prepared to fish Jiang Cheng out of the medicine pool.

But just when Mr. Xu came into contact with Jiang Cheng's wrist.

"Huh!"

Mr. Xu's face changed suddenly, "What's going on?"