The Second Immortal Road

　　 squeezing the black bag in his hand and the gentle jade pendant, Han Ming couldn't believe in his heart, how the newly worshipped master was so generous, and he gave away these most precious things one after another.

　　 This middle-grade bag is more precious than the middle-grade storage bag. Generally, only monks in the foundation-building period are eligible to own one or two pieces, and disciples in the Qi-training period simply cannot afford it!

And this red shadow needle is a top-level spiritual tool, but its value is thousands of spirit stones. Don't be a complete set of magical weapons, the value is much higher than ordinary top-level magical weapons.

Han Ming felt that the monks in the foundation-building period would be enthusiastic when they saw this red shadow needle, because the monks in the foundation-building period were unable to refine magic weapons, and the magical tools used were all spirit tools. Now this master Duanmu directly gave a set. The top spirit weapon! Isn't he also the cultivation base of the foundation period! Doesn't he need it?

This middle-grade sac and top-of-the-line spirit instruments are fine, but the gentle jade pendant is even more precious. According to the old man Duanmu, only the powerful old monsters can penetrate and explore. This is not ordinary. The top-level spirit weapon can be compared, and the value of this jade pendant is 80% higher than that of the set of red shadow needles!

　　 Is the value of his hairpin so precious that this old man can take out treasures worth a thousand spirit stones without hesitation!

"Don't be in a daze, don't hurry up to put things away, since they are for you, you should put them away, practice hard, don't fall into my name Duanmu!" Seeing Han Ming, the old man in Duanmu was a little dazed and shocked. He smiled and asked Han Ming to put away the magical artifact in his hand!

"Counting you, I have received ten disciples in Duanmuxiao's life, four named disciples, and six direct disciples. You are the latest to get started, and you are ranked sixth! All four named disciples have died, among the six direct disciples, There is still the boss, the fifth is still alive, and the rest are all killed for various reasons. Now there are only three disciples under the old man! You have the lowest cultivation level and the worst qualifications. You should practice diligently. Don't wait for a hundred years to sit down and die. In front of the old man!"

　　 The old man in Duanmu smiled slightly, then raised his hand, and a gentle force helped Han Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, up!

　　 Hearing the old man's words, Han Ming suddenly muttered in his heart, it is really dangerous to be the apprentice of this old man Duanmu. Now only three of the ten apprentices die, and the probability of death is too high!

"Your elder brother, the fifth elder sister, I will tell you later, you are not suitable to know, now the best thing you should do is to cultivate hard and build the foundation hard. Under my Duanmu gate, I don’t want to have a foundation that hasn’t even reached the foundation. disciple!"

　　 "Yes, Master, the disciples will definitely practice diligently and live up to Master's painstaking efforts!"

Han Ming now somewhat believes that this old man Duanmu really wants to accept him as a disciple, and the pill that he promised does not seem to be a lie to him, even if the pill is only to bluff him, the top spiritual tool that he has now has a **** bag. And that jade pendant already made him very satisfied, and he also felt an unrealistic feeling, whether he was in luck!

"Come here, stretch out your hand, and let the teacher check your qualifications. Although you can barely see that your spiritual roots are mixed on the surface, you need to probe it further!" The old man Duanmu sat back in his seat again, just this He didn't half-squint his eyes, but stared at Han Ming with a smile.

　　 Han Ming naturally did not dare to refuse, and immediately stepped forward and stretched his right arm in front of the old man in Duanmu, letting the old man in Duanmu's eagle-claw-like thin hand clamp firmly.

　　 "Oh, it is really the four-attribute spiritual root, the five elements are short of gold, and the qualifications are not generally inferior. This kind of qualifications, I really don't know how you have cultivated to the sixth level of Qi training without a pill before, and no training resources!"

　　 The old man Duanmu stared at Han Ming, and there was no unexpected look on his face. He had already seen through his appearance that this sub-spiritual root was mixed, and it could not be the true spiritual root of the three attributes!

　　 "What are these silver needles on your chest? How come they grow in your body, and your meridians are injured. Have you ever been injured before?" The old man Duanmu frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face!

"Master Qi, I once used a pill to force a breakthrough once, but accidentally broke the meridian. This silver needle was used to fix the damaged meridian, but later the meridian was better, but the silver needles grew in the body. It’s not easy to take out, but fortunately these silver needles are relatively stable and have no effect on activities, so they stay in the body all the time!"

　　 Han Ming answered honestly, this is not something that cannot be said, it is better to tell the truth, who knows if these high-level cultivators have any means to detect lies!

"If the meridians have been broken, you can reconnect them in time. It seems that you are also a person with a lot of blessing. You must know that many monks in the foundation period are helpless! But now your meridians have been reconnected. The silver needle stays in your body, something is wrong!" The old man Duanmu released Han Ming's arm and continued to lie back in the chair!

"The disciple also knows that these silver needles are not too good to stay in the body, so these days I am preparing to search for some classics in the library, and see if I can find out some secret technique to draw these silver needles out!" Han Ming retracted his arm, placed it in his sleeve, and then replied respectfully.

"I know all the books in the library. It is not easy to find the books you can use. Either your spiritual roots do not match, or your cultivation level is not enough, or the secrets are too much. , You can't afford it!" Duanmu old man said with a smile.

"This..." Han Ming was a little depressed, and was rejected before looking for it. Could it be that he really wanted him to break open his chest and dig out all the silver needles, or he spent decades cultivating Nayuan Gong, cultivate it to the point of Hua Lao, and then force the silver needles out!

　　 Compared to spending more than ten years cultivating Nayuangong, Han Ming is more willing to break his chest forcibly. He doesn't have time to practice ordinary exercises other than qigong. His life span is only a hundred years, which is not enough for him to practice!

"Forget it, since you are already my sixth disciple, and now you encounter this kind of trouble, it’s not a good idea to stand by as a teacher. Today, you will spend some mana to dissolve the silver needles in your body and condense the golden spiritual power. You excrete yourself!" The old man Duanmu sighed slightly and sat upright.

The old man Duanmu stood up, his hands turned like wheels, and the magic seals were condensed out. At the same time, the spiritual light in his hand flew out, directly hitting Han Ming's body. After a short time, Han Ming was killed. Bursts of aura flooded!

　　 "Knot!" The old man Duanmu opened his eyes, and suddenly lifted the magic trick in his hand. The various auras on Han Ming's body began to transform in an instant, and all turned into golden yellow!

　　Han Ming floats in the air, with golden light all over his body, looks extremely dazzling, and quite attractive, if people who are not paying attention think that Han Ming has become a golden armored war god!

　　 "Huh." The old man Duanmu let out a startled suspicion, his brows condensed, and he retracted his mana like a tide.

　　While Han Ming's mana was withdrawn, he lost his support and fell straight out of the air. However, at this time, his whole body was full of sour and soft feelings, and he couldn't raise his strength at all, and he couldn't do any coping methods!

Seeing this, the old man in Duanmu lifted his hand easily, Han Ming was supported by a strong force, and then steadily fell to the ground, which made Han Ming slightly relieved, if he fell to the ground, although he would not suffer any injuries, But it will inevitably be a little embarrassing!

"It's weird. It's obviously that the five elements are short of gold. Did I make a mistake just now! Come here and let me check your qualifications. Maybe your spiritual root attribute is not the spiritual root of four attributes!" The old man Duanmu is right. Han Ming beckoned, with a puzzled look on his face.

　　 Han Ming is also a little puzzled. Isn't his master trying to help him refine the silver needles in his body? How can he give up halfway now? Now the silver needles in his body are still there, and they have not been refined!

　　 But the question is question, Han Ming still did not neglect, walked quickly to the side of the old man in Duanmu, and handed his hand to the old man obediently.

　　 The old man Duanmu stretched out his claw-like fingers again to clasp Han Ming's wrist, but this time his complexion was a bit solemn, his eyes condensed slightly, and he was no longer as casual as before.

　　 "Indeed, it is the spiritual root of the four attributes, the five elements are short of gold, and there is no mistake, what's the matter!" The old man Duanmu frowned and said to himself.

After thinking for a while, the old man Duanmu seemed to have made up his mind, and then suddenly raised his hands, a golden aura went straight into Han Ming's body~www.novelmt.com~ At the same time, a trace of faint consciousness followed Han Ming's arm. Pouring into his body.

"Hey, I found it. There is obviously no metal spiritual root, but there is so much gold spiritual power hidden in the body, it is almost equal to the monk with the golden spiritual root attribute, it is really strange!" The old man Duanmu murmured a few words to himself. Some doubts in his eyes.

　　 "Could it be that there is some partial spirit body!" The old man Duanmu let go of Han Ming's arm, and then took out a compass-like magical instrument and placed it flat in the palm of his hand!

　　 "Drip a drop of fingertip blood on this spiritual disk." The old man Duanmu handed the disk to Han Ming's body and said in an unquestionable tone.

　　 is just a drop of blood, Han Ming naturally wouldn't refuse, and immediately stepped forward and cut through his fingertips, dripping a few drops of blood on the disc!

"The components in your blood are quite mixed, and there are many secular poison attributes. If used well, it will have an unexpected effect on low-level monks!" The old Duanmu sniffed the drops of blood from Han Ming. Know the secret of poison hidden in Han Ming's blood!

　　 "That's not right, there is no hidden spiritual body, how did these metallic spiritual powers come from!" The old man Duanmu turned his head and looked at Han Ming, his eyes a little puzzled!

　　 The old man in Duanmu ignored Han Ming, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, after a long time he opened his eyes and stared at Han Ming, looking left and right, making Han Ming uncomfortable for a while!

"To tell you the truth, your spiritual roots are more than the five elements lacking gold, and the four attributes are so inferior! In addition to the aura of wood, water, fire, and earth, there is still a lot of gold spiritual power in your body. There was a little gold spiritual power. Too much influence, but the golden spiritual power in your body is surprisingly much, and it has already reached the point where it affects your aptitude, making your attributes more mixed, and it is more difficult to cultivate, only a little better than the five element spiritual roots!"