Chapter 215 The Pool Is Big, but the Springs Are Few

I practiced for half a day, about two classes.

Yang Fan looked at the skill proficiency of Shenguang Jiushi Alchemy with full expectation, and then found sadly that it only increased by two points!

Isn't this a joke? With his peerless talent like him, after practicing for an hour and a half, he only got two points of skill proficiency, and his mental strength didn't even increase at all?

This is not scientific!

He also recognized that the talent in martial arts is only at the first level of Fantie, and he also recognized that he can only get two points of increase in Qi and blood strength by practicing hard for a night of basic breathing.

But why is Mao also like this in the cultivation of spiritual power?

The 10,000 square kilometers of initial sea consciousness space, is it fake?

Yang Fan expressed dissatisfaction, his spiritual talent is obviously very good, okay?

"Could it be that the heaven-level spirit mysticism has such a characteristic?" Yang Fan began to wonder whether the higher the level of the Shenguang Jiushi alchemy, the more difficult it is to practice?

In a blink of an eye, Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at the fat man next to him, specifically looking at the fat man's mental strength and proficiency in skills, and then he immediately lost his composure.

Mental power: 290/290 (290/400 for a second-level spiritualist)

Skill: Shenguang Jiushou Alchemy (5/100).

In just a short time, An Sheng's mental strength increased by nine points, and the skill proficiency of Shenguang Jiushi Alchemy also increased by twenty points!

The increase is ten times that of Yang Fan! !

Although Yang Fan's skill proficiency of 150 points is still far behind, but this is a real practice, isn't it true?

According to An Sheng's cultivation speed, within a few days he will be able to impact the Shenguang Jiushi alchemy to the entry level. At that time, the spiritual power will definitely be improved one step further, and it is impossible to directly advance to the third-level spiritual teacher. Not impossible!

"Fatty!" Yang Fan couldn't help but touched An Sheng's arm, and asked softly, "When your spiritual power first awakened, how big was the space for your initial sea awareness?"

An Sheng was stunned, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Fan, master, why are you asking this? This is the secret of every spiritual teacher, and it cannot be easily leaked."

"What nonsense, how big is it?"

An Sheng calmed down instantly, and obediently replied, "One...one hundred and fifty square kilometers."

"Such a waste?" Yang Fan was a little incredulous: "It shouldn't be, if your talent is so low, how could you have been promoted to a first-level spiritual teacher at the age of fifteen?"

Yang Fan's words pierced An Sheng's chest like knives.

"Brother Fan, even if you are my master, you can't belittle me like this!"

The little fat man was immediately unhappy, and retorted aloud: "What's wrong with the smaller sea of ​​consciousness space? It has nothing to do with the cultivation talent of spiritual power. My spiritual talent is bright silver level nine, which is better than my father's." It's three levels higher! It's not shameful to be a first-level spiritual teacher at the age of fifteen!"

Yang Fan was a little confused: "No, how did I hear that the larger the initial sea consciousness space is, the greater the potential and the higher the spiritual talent, how can it be irrelevant?"

It's written like this in the book, can it be false?

"Who said that? You must have been cheated!" An Sheng gave Yang Fan a contemptuous look, "I didn't mean you, Brother Fan, you are now a fourth-level spiritual teacher. You can use it when you are free. You can't go to the exclusive virtual community of the Psychiatrist, and add more basic knowledge of the Psychiatrist."

"If you are so half-knowledgeable, it's really a waste of your cultivation as a fourth-level Psychiatrist. If you go out to meet your colleagues in the future, you will inevitably be laughed at."

"Tell you, remember!"

An Sheng held his head up, and De Sebala said: "The initial space represents a person's future spiritual potential, and it indicates how far he can go on the road of a psychiatrist in the future. Although it is also very important, it does not mean that The bigger the Sea of ​​Consciousness space, the better."

"Because the larger the sea of ​​consciousness, the smaller your controllable spiritual power will appear.

In the future, when you advance to become a master-level spiritual teacher, you will have to work harder. Because only by using spiritual power to completely fill one's sea of ​​consciousness space can one break through the spiritual barrier and enter the level of a spiritual master. "

"Although my sea of ​​consciousness space is a bit smaller, it will be much easier for me when I break through to the realm of a spiritual master in the future."

The fat man was not at all sad, and said complacently, "Anyway, I never expected to become a king or saint in my life. What do I need such great potential for?"

"Being able to break through to the level of a master before I am alive, and become a spiritual master like my grandfather, I am content!"

The little fat man is not greedy at all, he just wants to become a spiritual master, he has such a big face.

A spiritual master is a great state after the ninth level of a spiritual master. It is said to be a master state, but in fact it is more than one level stronger than a martial arts master who cultivates qi and blood.

It is said that a first-level spiritual master can basically beat the peak-level powerhouse among the two martial arts masters, and his strength is quite powerful.

This little fat man is only a second-level psychiatrist now, and he has started to fantasize about becoming an existence beyond the peak level of a master, and his ambition is not small.

"In layman's terms, someone once made such a metaphor," An Sheng said: "If a psychiatrist is regarded as a fisherman, then the initial sea consciousness space is actually a fishing pond opened up by the fisherman. The size determines how many fish a fisherman can raise in the future, and whether he can make his business bigger and stronger."

"As for the talent of mental power, it is the speed at which the fisherman diverts and injects water into the fishing pond. The higher the talent, the faster the spring water in the fishing pond will be filled, and the fish in the fishing pond will naturally thrive."

"So, for a psychiatrist, spiritual talent is actually the most important and basic existence. Because no matter how big your fish pond is, you can't attract enough spring water in time, and eventually you can feed it. How many fish?"

"It's like, you have a pool that can raise whales. It looks very rich and powerful, but there is only half a cup of spiritual spring in the pool, and it can't even cover the bottom of the pool. Even if you are given a whale , can you support yourself?"

This metaphor is very vivid. If An Sheng hadn't asked Yang Fan curiously at the end, "Master, how big is your initial sea consciousness space?", Yang Fan's mood might not have become so bad.

"No, Brother Fan!" Seeing that Yang Fan's face seemed a little unhappy, An Sheng continued to risk his life and even asked Yang Fan gloatingly: "Could it be that you just have a big pond that can raise whales? Haha! "

Yang Fan stared, and couldn't help giving the fat man a mental stab.

Dare to pretend to be a big head in front of the teacher, so blind, and it's against you!

An Sheng held his head and let out a cry of pain, and stopped eating instantly.

Facts once again proved that even if he was promoted to a second-level spiritual teacher, even if Yang Fan did not have the slightest basic knowledge of a spiritual teacher, even if Yang Fan really had a big pool that was difficult to fill with water, it would still be very difficult to deal with him. Minutes.

"I was wrong, master!"

An Sheng hurriedly begged for mercy, saying flatteringly, "Actually, those are just complaints from a group of scumbags who can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. If it is possible, who doesn't want to make their sea of ​​consciousness space bigger? Who wouldn't want to limit their potential?"

"The pool is big and the spring water is few. It's just an extremely rare phenomenon. Under normal circumstances, a person's potential and talent are directly proportional. There is no need to worry about the lack of spiritual springs."

"Look at me, I have always wanted to make my sea of ​​consciousness space 300 kilometers, 500 kilometers, or even 1,000 kilometers, but a person's potential is doomed from birth. It's useless, what else can I do besides admitting my fate?"

"But master, you are different!" An Sheng looked at Yang Fan enviously: "Your spiritual talent is definitely the most outstanding existence among the spiritual masters I have ever seen in my life. To be promoted to a fourth-level Psychiatrist, even the old Linghuang can't keep up with this speed."

"So, master, the bigger the pool in your Sea of ​​Consciousness space, the better. There is no need to worry about it being filled with water. To be honest, my brother is still counting on you to become a king and a saint in the future, so that you can protect me a little bit. !"

An Sheng flattered and envied him.

Although he doesn't know exactly what level Yang Fan's spiritual talent is at, but judging by his way of advancing through four consecutive jumps in the past three days, he can't be lower. level.

Otherwise, even if there is a heaven-level spirit mystical method, it can't explain the reason why Yang Fan can advance so quickly.

The expression on Yang Fan's face was slightly pale.

But the heart is sour.

Before, he also thought that he was quite talented in the cultivation of spiritual power, and the sea of ​​consciousness space opened up was 10,000 square kilometers, which was a lot of awesome.

He always thought that God had finally opened his eyes. Although the door was closed and blocked for him in terms of martial arts talent, at least a big window was left for him in terms of spiritual talent.

But after hearing An Sheng's popular science explanation just now, Yang Fan stopped cooking immediately.

Judging from the current situation, God has never opened his eyes.

He is definitely the very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very rare phenomenon that An Sheng just mentioned with a big pool and few springs.

With the same technique and almost the same training time, his training progress is only one-tenth of An Sheng's. What is this damn good-for-nothing?

If he followed the normal progress of cultivation, Yang Fan probably would never have the chance to fill his pool in his life and advance to the realm of a spiritual master.

"Sure enough, hard training has never been suitable for me."

Yang Fan sighed softly again, but he was not discouraged, after all, he was already used to such blows.

So what if the talent is poor, isn't he the same as a fourth-level psychiatrist now? There is a system at the side to assist, how big a pool can it fill?

Relatively speaking, the bigger the sea of ​​consciousness space, the better it is for Yang Fan!

Thinking about it this way, Yang Fan immediately became happy again. Anyway, he has been promoted all the way to the present, and he has never cultivated any kind of spiritual power or talent in a serious way. Just treat it as a decoration and don't care about it.

"Fatty!" Yang Fan dragged An Sheng to him, and asked him with great interest: "What did you just say about the exclusive virtual community of the spiritual master? Are there any battle videos or training videos of the spiritual master in it?" Cultivation technique?"

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