Chapter 22

"Tell me how you feel!" Wang Yaoqun was a little excited. He was right. His son's talent was really extraordinary.

"Well, a few days ago, as usual, I held the yuan in the same way as my brother taught me... Today, my brother told me that I should be Dantian gas, so I dare not test it." Wang Qitian told his parents what he had said to Wang long before. After all, Mr. and Mrs. Wang Yaoqun have profound cultivation and extensive knowledge, and can better judge their own situation.

"Jiu'er, relax and I'll explore." Wang Yaoqun's excited hands trembled. He would check Wang Qitian's body every month. I'm afraid he will hurt himself because of his young age and heavy training load.

But this time he put his hand directly on Wang Qitian's belly. It seems that he wants to have a thorough examination this time.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... Time passed, but Wang Yaoqun was still checking. During this period, no one dared to make a sound. For fear of disturbing Wang Yaoqun.

Ten minutes later, Wang Yaoqun took back his hand against Wang Qitian's lower abdomen, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead. It can be seen how much effort Wang Yaoqun had made this time.

"Father, how's it going? Is there nothing wrong with my body?" Wang Qitian, who was originally disapproving, was also a little hairy after being checked by his father for so long. It's hard not to have a problem with his body. Otherwise, check his Dantian. Why should it take so long.

"No, no problem, not only no problem, but also very good. Ha ha, jiu'er, you are really beyond my expectation. What you feel is not wrong. That is the elixir field Qi. Although it has begun to take shape, it is a real elixir field Qi. Moreover, this elixir field Qi is full of toughness and talent is definitely not bad." Wang Yaoqun is in a good mood, The frown that has just been frowned is now completely stretched out. What can be happier than your son's promise.

"Father, what level do you think my talent can reach?" Wang Qitian is still very interested in his own test. After all, a person's talent level determines the degree that can be achieved the day after tomorrow.

"Talent level? The lowest conservative estimate is cyan!" when Wang Yaoqun said this sentence, he was also cluttering in his heart. He guessed the same thing before, but after really checking the situation, he really reached his guess, and his feelings were different.

"Well, jiu'er, Long'er, come with me." Wang Yaoqun went straight out of the house and pushed the door. At the moment, he changed back to his previous look of depression and anger.

Seeing this scene, the other three also hurried to tidy up their mood. For fear of being seen by outsiders.

Wang Qitian and Wang Long followed with drooping heads, like children who did something wrong. Murong Xueer showed concern and stared at Wang Qitian.

After a while, Wang Yaoqun took the three to the study, and then went straight behind the screen. Behind the screen was a bed. Usually, Wang Yaoqun would rest here when he was tired of reading.

When he got to the bed, Wang Yaoqun opened the quilt on the bed and leaked the board below, but he would find it if he looked carefully. The bed board is not connected together, and some irregular pieces are spliced together.

I saw Wang Yaoqun lighting on different boards, irregular but familiar.

After a few clicks, with a squeak, all the exposed boards were put away, revealing a downward stone step passage.

It turned out that there was a secret room under the study, which Wang Qitian didn't know. For this secret room, only Murong Xueer may know except Wang Yaoqun.

Know, know. But Murong Xueer seldom comes here. I only come here when I practice in seclusion. Because I'm afraid someone will disturb me when I'm closed, which will affect my cleanliness.

"Father, what are you doing here?" Wang Qitian asked strangely.

"Of course, it's a retest for you. You're curious about the level of your talent. My father also wants to know, and then you can figure out whether to send you out in advance." Wang Yaoqun thought for a moment.

"Let's go, let's go down." then Wang Yaoqun dodged and went to the secret room.

Murong Xueer also operated her spiritual power and floated to the secret room with ease. Although Wang Qitian's cultivation was not high and could not be like his parents, after all, they were both experts in physical training, so it was equally difficult for them.

Entering the secret room, Wang Qitian looked around and said there was nothing here. Apart from a futon and a table, there are only four walls left.

No, there's another thing. It's a picture, hanging on a futon. In the picture, an old man with white beard looks up at the sky and does meditation. There's nothing else.

I don't know why, Wang Qitian always thought there was another mystery in this painting, but he couldn't understand it.

Wang Yaoqun was shocked when his son stopped to watch the painting. He thought Wang Qitian had found something.

"Jiu'er, do you find anything when you stop here?" Wang Yaoqun didn't hide anything. His son said what he had.

"No, but I always feel that this painting is very strange. Looking at it, my mind calms down a lot. It seems that there are many mysteries in it, but I can't understand a little." Wang Qitian truthfully replied.

"It's right to fail to understand. After all, the painting is not so simple." Wang Yaoqun said with a smile.

"It's not that simple? Is this also a spirit tool?" Wang Qitian asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it was acquired in a secret place when your mother and I were practicing. We don't know what its name is, nor how to use it. But like you, we are very calm when we see this painting or near it, so I put it here. Once I asked my master to see this painting, and he just looked at it He can't understand the mysteries. He just says that the cultivation is not enough or the opportunity hasn't come, "Wang Yaoqun said.

"Is it so powerful? I remember Shigong is already a strong person in the fit environment, and still can't understand it?" Wang Qitian said in surprise.

If we can't understand the cultivation of Shigong fit environment, we can only say that this painting is too rebellious. It is conservatively estimated that those who want to truly understand need to be strong in Lingming realm or even emergence realm. That's really the top power on the mainland.

"It's true, but your Shigong also said that those who are destined can also understand, but I don't know who this destined person is, so I can only put it here." Wang Yaoqun said.

"Come on, Yao Qun, test jiu'er quickly. I can't wait." Murong Xueer couldn't help saying at this time. She really wanted to know what talent level her son could reach.

"Well, since your mother is worried, jiuer longer, let's start." Wang Yaoqun laughed.

Knowing that his son has been acting, he is in a good mood. Especially knowing that Wang Qitian's talent will be very rebellious, the father is certainly happy.

Hearing his father's instructions, Wang Qitian immediately went under the futon and sat cross legged. Wang Long handed Wang Qitian the spirit ball. All the steps were the same as when he was just in the conference hall.