This secret method divides the qualifications of monks into several levels, and the upper limit of each level is also different.
From low to high, there are seven levels: low-grade, middle-lower, medium-grade, middle-upper, upper-grade, upper-upper, Ultimate Grade.
The low-grade qualifications are generally Five-Element Spiritual Root monks, with extremely poor understanding and unsatisfactory transformation of spiritual energy. Without the special Fortuitous Encounter, the achievements in life may stop at Qi Condensation Stage, Late Phase, and even Dao Foundation will be difficult to condense.
The middle-to-lower talents are generally Four-Element Spiritual Root or Five-Element Spiritual Root monks. Their understanding is not satisfactory, but their ability to absorb and convert spiritual energy is relatively high. With the help of [Foundation Establishment Pill], there is still hope to break through Foundation Establishment before the energy and blood decline at the age of sixty.
The middle-grade talents are generally Three-Element Spiritual Root monks, who can master the spells quickly. If they have a suitable mental method, the absorbed spiritual energy can be converted into Spiritual Power very well. There is a great hope of breaking through Foundation Establishment. If there are Fortuitous Encounter, Purple Mansion Realm can be expected.
The biggest difference between upper-middle qualifications and mid-level qualifications is that they have stronger understanding. The proportion of Spirit Root is no longer large. The hope of breaking through the Purple Mansion is greater and can go further. Golden Core Realm can be expected.
Those with top-grade qualifications are expected to be Golden Core, but they are more interested in understanding and character, and are less optimistic about Spirit Root, unless they are Heavenly Spiritual Root monks.
For those with superior qualifications, if there are no accidents, Golden Core Realm is a sure thing. As long as there is Fortuitous Encounter, the future is limitless.
As for those with Ultimate Grade qualifications, their future achievements are unpredictable.
Of course, these can only be used as a reference, there are many uncontrollable factors, and the evaluation will change in different periods.
However, its value cannot be ignored, especially for a Lineage. It can tap out the potential of the monk as much as possible without burying the talent.
Thinking of this, Song Changsheng suddenly looked forward to the level at which his qualifications could be summarized.
From an ordinary perspective, he is Dual Water-Fire Spiritual Root, which can only be regarded as a middle-aged man.
If we include his superhuman understanding, I wonder if he can achieve top-level qualifications?
Just do it, Song Changsheng slowly covered his right hand with Baihui Acupoint, and a flash of spiritual light revealed his own situation at a glance.
In the end, it got an above-average rating.
Song Changsheng is calm about this result. He has always had a clear understanding of his qualifications. Without Dao Scripture and so many opportunities, his achievements would probably have stopped at the Purple Mansion.
But will his future achievements really stop at the Purple Mansion?
He doesn't think so. With his current cultivation speed, looking at the entire Great Qi Cultivation World, there will be no more than one person who can surpass him.
Ten years ago, this would have been unthinkable.
But isn't this the point of practicing cultivation now?
Fight with heaven, fight with earth, and fight with people.
If you don't believe in God, you don't believe in fate!
"I wonder what kind of evaluation Qingxi and Qingxing can get with their qualifications?" Song Changsheng rubbed his chin, thinking about giving them a try after they have completed their understanding.
At this moment, his eyes fell on the sleeping Little Ling Yun, and he couldn't help but frown.
Pulling out the thumb that was in his mouth with a pop, he said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't this little guy never sleep in his previous life? He hasn't woken up after so long, and the Beast Milk he prepared will deteriorate."
If Song Lingyun could speak, he would definitely accuse Song Changsheng in tears. Am I unable to wake up? Is it because I don't want to drink Beast Milk?
Is this because I fainted from hunger?
The baby feels miserable, meeting such an unreliable "father".
Song Changsheng put away Tai Chi Diagram, carried Little Ling Yun and walked out of Quiet Room, handed back the key to Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple who was on duty outside, and then asked, "I wonder how many days are left to enlightenment?"
"There are still two days left. Most of the fellow Daoists who came to observe Sword Stele Forest have already gone down the mountain."
"It's actually been three days..."
Song Changsheng was suddenly shocked. He originally thought that his retreat would last only a dozen hours, but he didn't expect that three days had already passed.
"Then Ling Yun hasn't been hungry for three days?"
Realizing the problem, Song Changsheng quickly tried to remedy the problem. After a lot of fussing, Little Ling Yun fell asleep again after eating and drinking.
Song Changsheng also quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and warned himself not to make such a mistake again in the future.
Returning to Sword Stele Forest, Song Qingxi immediately came up to him, pouting and saying, "Where have you been? I haven't been able to find anyone. I've been sitting here all day."
"I have some insights. I went to Quiet Room for a few days to retreat. What did you gain?"
Song Qingxi quickly said as if taking credit, "I have mastered a second-level swordsmanship."
"Yes, Xi'er is really smart." Song Changsheng touched the little girl's soft top of her head to encourage her, and then turned her attention to Song Qingxing who was holding Traceless Sword.
Song Qingxing raised his head slightly and said indifferently, "I gained a little."
Seeing that all three of them had gained something, Old Ghost Chihuo suddenly felt that his face was a little burned. Although he followed his own heart and found a Third-Tier sword technique that suited him, he gained nothing after studying it for several days.
He had no choice but to give up and study Wordless Stele instead. As a result, after a few days, he realized a previous cultivation experience, which was at the Foundation Establishment stage and had no effect on him at all.
In comparison, he seems very useless.
Fortunately, Song Changsheng didn't ask what he meant at all. Seeing that the two juniors had gained something, he nodded happily and said, "Finally, the trip was worthwhile. Now that it's over, let's prepare to return to Lineage. Hundred Thousand Great Mountains Demon Race invaded in a big way. I'm still not sure about Lineage."
At this moment, a young man Foundation Establishment Cultivator dressed in the Heavenly Sword Sect clothes came up to him. Unlike other disciples who looked aloof and arrogant, this man's face was filled with a warm smile.
"Are these fellow Daoists ready to go down the mountain?" The man said with a smile while cupping his hands at Song Changsheng and the others.
Song Changsheng returned the gift and said doubtfully, "Exactly, I don't know what you are doing, friend?"
The young monk had a smile on his face that was as refreshing as spring breeze. He quickly said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Zhu Ming. Now I am the deacon of the sect. I have several Daoist friends who are very talented and are among the best. Can I tell you a little bit?"
Song Changsheng frowned. He said that he would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. If the other party was so polite, he must have some agenda.
"Fellow Daoist, you might as well say it directly. I have some urgent matters to attend to." Song Changsheng was in a hurry to return to Lineage, but didn't have much time to talk to him, so he asked straight to the point.
Zhu Ming also didn't expect Song Changsheng to be so direct, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said with an undiminished smile, "In that case, I will take the liberty to speak out.
I see that several fellow Daoists are very talented in swordsmanship, and they have already achieved great results in just a few days, which really puts Zhu to shame.
I, Heavenly Sword Sect, have always recruited talented people from all over the world. I wonder if any of my Daoist friends have disciples? "
This statement could not be more obvious. It is nothing more than trying to recruit them. This is already Heavenly Sword Sect's practice. Song Changsheng has also heard about it, but he has no intention of resisting. He cupped his hand and said politely, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have no intention of becoming a disciple until Lineage is born."
After that, Song Changsheng took everyone and planned to leave.
At this time, Zhu Ming actually stood in front of them again and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, I secretly believe that for such a big matter as becoming a disciple, we still need to seek the opinions of these two young friends. What do you think?"
Hearing this, Song Changsheng frowned and felt a little unhappy. He had already clearly refused, but he still continued to stalk her.
But when he saw the way the other party looked at Song Qingxing, he suddenly realized that his target was Song Qingxing!
I couldn't help but secretly hate myself, thinking that it was really a weasel giving New Year greetings to a rooster, and he was not being kind!
But the other party's words left him with no reason to refute. Becoming a disciple was a big deal and they really needed to make the decision themselves. Even the elders could not overstep their authority.
"Xi'er, Xing'er, I hope you guys have heard what the deacon said. It's up to you how you choose. Lineage won't comment." Song Changsheng turned back to the two of them and said calmly.
"Xi'er is not going anywhere." Song Qingxi immediately stated her position. She grew up in Lineage, which is her root and cannot be abandoned.
Seeing that she refused so simply, Zhu Ming's face changed slightly. Fortunately, his target was not her in the first place. He quickly looked at Song Qingxing who had not yet spoken and said, "My friend, don't make a hasty decision. It's not too late to listen to Zhu's conditions first.
As long as you worship me Heavenly Sword Sect, you can immediately join Sword Pool and choose a magic weapon. Moreover, the leader of our sect will personally accept you as a disciple and fully support you to break through Purple Palace Stage. Even Golden Core Realm may not be impossible. "
It has to be said that the conditions offered by the other party are very tempting. The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect is Purple Palace Cultivator. It is the dream of many people to be able to become his disciple.
I don't know why, Song Changsheng suddenly felt nervous. Can Song Qingxing resist such temptation?
After all, Heavenly Sword Sect is the leader of Great Qi Cultivation World's swordsmanship. In any case, the help he can give to Song Qingxing is far greater than that of the Song Clan.
He has a cold nature, so even if he abandons Song Clan for his own Dao Path, it is only reasonable.
Zhu Ming is also a little nervous. Recruiting Song Qingxing is an order personally given to him by the head of the sect. If he can do it well, his status in the sect will definitely be further improved in the future.
"I wonder if these chips can impress him. Do you want to add more fuel to the fire?" Zhu Ming frowned and thought secretly.
"Boring."
Unexpectedly, Song Qingxing didn't even look at him, said a word and walked straight down the mountain.
"This..." Zhu Ming was immediately dumbfounded.
He didn't expect that even if he offered such a generous offer, the other party would still reject him so simply.
"I wish fellow Daoist, you have also heard that my two juniors have no intention of becoming disciples. Fellow Daoist, please come back. We are going down the mountain." Song Changsheng smiled slightly and felt very comfortable.
Zhu Ming sighed quietly, cupped his hands and said, "I'm just being presumptuous, fellow Daoists, go slow."
Seeing that he did not continue to pester, Song Changsheng nodded slightly, which was somewhat of a bottom line.
"I'll take my leave."
After the group went down the mountain, Song Changsheng suddenly burst out laughing.
"Uncle, why are you so happy?" Song Qingxi asked with some confusion.
Song Changsheng smiled without saying a word and changed the subject, "I still need to find some spiritual objects that can nourish Divine Soul. Let's stay in Ten Thousand Swords City for a few days before setting off to return to our clan."
After finding the inn where he would stay, Song Changsheng began to look for spiritual objects that could nourish Divine Soul in various major stores of Ten Thousand Swords City.
The spiritual objects that nourish Divine Soul are not precious, but Song Changsheng only acquired some low-level spiritual objects such as [Soul Nurturing Grass] and [Soul Returning Liquid] in two days.
Fortunately, Jade Slip is open to all comers, and spiritual objects of any grade can play a role, so Song Changsheng has no choice but to win with quantity.
He spent nearly 30,000 Spirit Stone to buy up all the spiritual things that nourish Divine Soul in several stores.
Immediately afterwards, he went to Black Market and purchased some spiritual objects that nourished Divine Soul. He spent more than 10,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones. In a short time, his pocket dropped by more than half.
Fortunately, the efforts paid off. Although a lot of Spirit Stone was spent, the results were impressive, enough to increase the progress of awakening Artifact Spirit to one percent.
That's right, it's one percent. There is a groove on the side of Jade Slip. According to the information left by his cheap Master, Artifact Spirit will not wake up until the groove is filled with fluorescence.
Song Changsheng spent more than 40,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones to collect so many spiritual objects, but in the end, only a little fluorescence appeared on the groove.
It is said that one percent is very moist.
"According to this progress, wouldn't it take hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stone to wake up this Artifact Spirit?" Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little numb.
But once he considered its grade, Song Changsheng felt relieved and could only secretly comfort himself that the more he paid, the greater the reward would be.
After doing all this, it was already October 17th, and it was the opening day of Sword Stele Forest. The flow of people in the city had increased significantly.
But this has nothing to do with Song Changsheng and others, they are preparing to return.
As soon as they arrived at the city gate, Song Changsheng was shocked to find that there were many Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple guarding the city gate with murderous looks, with stern eyes, as if they were searching for something.
The monks who had originally planned to leave the city were also ordered to retreat, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Song Changsheng's heart suddenly sank. What happened? Golden Crow Sect called?
"Hey, fellow Daoists, it turns out it's you. I didn't expect that you were also blocked in the city. We really feel the same pain."
At this moment, a tall and strong young monk came over. He was wearing a long robe, with Jade Pendant in seven different colors hanging around his waist: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple. He was holding Folding Fan in his hand. He looked very cool.
What shocked Song Changsheng the most was that there was actually a chubby giant panda behind the other party?
There are actually giant pandas in this world?
"Who is this fellow Daoist?"
Old Ghost Chihuo quickly stepped forward and explained.
Song Changsheng suddenly realized that he had met Song Qingxi and others.
Seeing that the other party's cultivation was good, and listening to the other party's words, he seemed to know something. Song Changsheng raised his hand to the other party and said, "Song Changsheng, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Pi knows what happened in this Ten Thousand Swords City? Why is the city suddenly closed?"
Pi Xiu was a little shocked when he heard this and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't you know?"
"I've been in seclusion for the past two days. I really don't know."
"Oh, what happened this time is not a trivial matter. Someone sneaked into the Heavenly Sword Sect last night and stole the piece of Wordless Stele."
"What?"