Holding the black bag in his hand and the warm jade pendant, Han Ming couldn't believe it. How could this newly worshiped master be so generous and send out these extremely precious things one after another.

This medium-grade Yin Bag is more precious than the medium-grade storage bag. Generally, only monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are qualified to own one or two pieces. disciples in the Qi Training Stage cannot afford it!

This Red Shadow Needle is a top-level spiritual weapon, and its value starts with thousands of spirit stones. This Red Shadow Needle is a needle-shaped spiritual weapon. It is hard to defend against when attacking. It is much better than ordinary spiritual weapons such as swords, not to mention a complete set of magic weapons, and its value is much higher than ordinary top-level spiritual weapons.

Han Ming felt that even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were jealous when they saw this Red Shadow Needle, because the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage could not refine magic weapons, and the magic weapons they used were all spiritual weapons. Now Master Duanmu actually gave him a set of top-level spiritual weapons! Isn’t he also the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage? Can’t he use it?

This medium-grade Yin Bag and top-level spiritual weapon are not bad, but the warm jade pendant is even more precious. According to old man Duanmu, only the powerful old monster in the Killing Dan stage can penetrate and investigate. This is not comparable to that of ordinary top-level spiritual weapons. The value of this jade pendant is 80% higher than that of the complete set of Red Shadow Needles!

Could it be that his hairpin is so precious that it can make the old man take out a treasure worth thousands of spirit stones without hesitation!

"Don't be stunned, why don't you put away the things quickly. Since you have given them to you, please keep them well and practice hard. Don't fall into my name as Duanmu!" The old man Duanmu saw Han Ming's stunned and shocked look, he smiled and asked Han Ming to put away the magic weapon he held in his hand!

"Including you, Duanmu Xiao accepted ten disciples in his life, four registered disciples, and six personal disciples. You are the sixth one at the latest! All four registered disciples have died. Among the six personal disciples, there are still the eldest ones. The fifth one is still alive, and the rest are all killed for various reasons. Now I have only three disciples under my sect! You have the lowest cultivation level and the worst qualifications. You should practice diligently. Don't wait for a hundred years to pass the stage and die in front of me!"

The old man Duanmu smiled slightly, then raised his hand and whipped it, 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. Being this old man Duanmu's apprentice is really dangerous. Only three of the ten apprentices are left to die, and the probability of death is too high!

"Your senior brother, the fifth senior sister, will tell you later that you are not suitable to know. Now what you should do is to practice hard and build the foundation. I, Duanmu's disciple, don't want to have a disciple who has not even achieved foundation building!"

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

Han Ming now believed that the old man Duanmu really wanted to accept him as his disciple, and the pills he promised did not seem to be lying to him. Even if the pills were just to scare him, the top-level spiritual weapon Yin-Sacrifice bag and jade pendant he had now satisfied him, and he also felt an unrealistic feeling, thinking that he was lucky!

"Come here, stretch out your hand and let the teacher check your qualifications. Although you can barely see your spiritual roots mixed on the surface, you need to further detect it!" The old man Duanmu sat back on the seat, but this time he did not squint his eyes half-squint, but stared at Han Ming with a smile.

Han Ming naturally did not dare to refuse, so he immediately stepped forward and extended his right arm to the old man Duanmu, allowing the old man Duanmu's thin hands to tightly clamp it.

"Haha, it's really a four-attribute spiritual root. The five elements lack gold. The qualifications are not ordinary inferior. I really don't know how you have cultivated to the sixth level of Qi training before without elixirs and no cultivation resources!"

The old man Duanmu stared at Han Ming, with no surprise on his face. He had seen through his appearance that this son's spiritual roots were mixed, and it could not be the true spiritual root of the three attributes!

"What are these silver needles on your chest? Why are they growing in your body? And your meridians are damaged. Have you been injured before?" The old man Duanmu frowned, with a confused expression on his face!

"Master Qi Bi, once I used to force the breakthrough with the help of a pill, I accidentally broke the meridians. This silver needle is used to fix the damaged meridians. However, the meridians were cured later, but those silver needles grew in the body and were difficult to remove. Fortunately, these silver needles were relatively stable and had no effect on the activity, so they remained in the body!"

Han Ming replied honestly, this is not something that cannot be said, it is better to say it truthfully. Who knows whether these high-level monks have any means to detect lies!

"You can still connect meridians in time. It seems that you are a person with great blessings. You should know that many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are helpless! But now your meridians have been connected, and these silver needles are still inappropriate to stay in your body!" The old man Duanmu let go of Han Ming's arm and continued to lie back on the chair!

"I also know that it is not so good for these silver needles to stay in my body, so I am preparing to go to the library these days to find some classics to see if I can find out any secret techniques and pull these silver needles out!" Han Ming withdrew his arm, and then replied respectfully.

"I have all the classics in the library. It is probably not easy for you to find some classics that you can use. Either your spiritual roots are inconsistent, your cultivation is insufficient, or the secret surgery is too great to bear!" The old man Duanmu laughed.

"This..." Han Ming was a little depressed and was rejected before he could find it. Could it be that he really wanted to break open his chest and dig out all the silver needles, or he spent decades of practicing the Yuan Naming, practicing it to the point of Old Hua, and then forcibly pulling out the silver needles!

Compared to spending more than ten years practicing the Yuanhunting, Han Ming was more willing to force his chest to break open. He didn't have time to practice ordinary martial arts other than Qigong practice. His life span was only a hundred years, which was not enough for him to practice!

"Forget it, since you are already my sixth disciple, you are not good at siding by now when you encounter this little trouble. Today, you will spend some magic power to transform the silver needles in your body, condense the golden spiritual power, and then expel it from your body by yourself!" The old man Duanmu sighed slightly and sat upright.

The old man Duanmu stood up, his hands flipped like a wheel, and the magic seals were condensed out. At the same time, the spiritual lights in his hand flew out, hitting Han Ming's body. In a short while, Han Ming was overwhelmed by waves of spiritual lights!

"Kill!" The old man Duanmu opened his eyes and raised his magic tricks suddenly. The various spiritual lights on Han Ming's body began to transform instantly, all turning golden!

Han Ming floated in the air, with golden light all over his body, which looked extremely dazzling and quite good-looking. If someone who was not careful, he would think that Han Ming had transformed into a golden armored war god!

"Huh." The old man Duanmu felt a sense of surprise and frown, and he actually took back his magic power like a tide.

Han Ming's magic power was withdrawn, and he lost his support and fell straight from the air. However, at this time, his whole body felt sour and soft, and he couldn't raise his strength at all, and he couldn't do anything to deal with it!

When the old Duanmu raised this, Han Ming was lifted up by a force and then landed steadily on the ground. This made Han Ming feel a little relieved. If he fell to the ground, he would not be injured, but he would inevitably be a little embarrassed!

"It's strange. It's obviously because the five elements lack gold. Could it be that I was wrong in the investigation just now? Come here and let me check your qualifications again. Maybe your spiritual root attribute is not the spiritual root of the four attributes!" The old man Duanmu waved to Han Ming, his face full of confusion.

Han Ming was also a little confused. Didn’t he, the master, help him refine the silver needles in his body? Why did he give up halfway now? The silver needles in his body are still there and have not been refined!

However, no matter how questioned, Han Ming did not neglect his feet. He quickly walked to the side of the old man Duanmu, and obediently handed his hand to the old man.

The old man Duanmu stretched out his eagle-like fingers and grabbed Han Ming's wrist, but this time his face was a little solemn, his eyes slightly condensed, no longer as casual as before.

"Indeed, it's the four-attribute spiritual root. The five elements lack gold. I didn't make any mistakes. What's going on!" The old man Duanmu frowned and said to himself.

After thinking for a while, the old man Duanmu seemed to have made up some decision. Then he raised his hands suddenly, and a golden light of spiritual light entered Han Ming's body. At the same time, a faint spiritual sense poured into Han Ming's body along Han Ming's arm.

"Hey, I found it. It clearly has no metal spiritual roots, but why is there so much golden spiritual power hidden in my body? It's almost as good as a cultivator with the golden spiritual root attribute. It's really strange!" The old man Duanmu murmured to himself, with a little confused in his eyes.

"Is there some spiritual body that is a bit of a side door?" The old man Duanmu let go of Han Ming's arm, then took out a magic weapon that looked like a compass and placed it flat on the palm of his hand!

"A drop of blood on this spiritual plate with fingertips." The old man Duanmu handed the disc to Han Ming and said in an unquestionable tone.

It was just a drop of blood, so Han Ming naturally would not refuse. He immediately stepped forward and cut his fingertips, dripping several drops of blood on the disc!

"The ingredients in your blood are quite mixed, and there are many secular poison attributes. If used well, it will have some unexpected effects on low-level monks!" The old man Duanmu sniffed Han Ming's drops of blood and actually knew the secret of the poison hidden in Han Ming's blood!

"No, there is no hidden spirit body, how did these metal spiritual powers come from!" The old man Duanmu turned his head and looked at Han Ming, with a little puzzled look in his eyes!

The old man Duanmu ignored Han Ming and lay down and squinted his eyes and thought for a while. It took him a long time to open his eyes and stare at Han Ming, which made Han Ming feel uncomfortable!

"To be honest, your spiritual roots are not just lacking gold in the five elements, and the four attributes are so inferior! In addition to the spiritual energy of wood, water, fire and earth attributes, there is actually a lot of gold spiritual power in your body. It was okay to have a little gold spiritual power, but it didn't have much impact, but there was surprisingly much gold spiritual power in your body, which had reached the point of affecting your qualifications, making your attributes more mixed, and it was more difficult to cultivate, and it was only a little better than the five elements spiritual roots!"
Chapter completed!