After cultivating for half a day, it seemed like there were about two classes.
Yang Fan looked at the proficiency of the Divine Light Prolonged Vision Spirit Refining Technique with anticipation, and then sadly discovered that it had only increased by two points!
Wasn't this a joke? With his one in ten thousand talent, after cultivating for an hour and a half, he only got two proficiency points, and his spiritual force didn't even increase at all?
This didn't make sense!
He could accept that his martial arts talent was only at the level of iron, and that he could only increase his vitality by two points after a night of hard work.
But why was the cultivation of spiritual power so bad as well?
Ten thousand square kilometers of initial sea of consciousness space, was it fake?
Yang Fan expressed his dissatisfaction. His spiritual talent was clearly very awesome, okay?
"Could it be that this is the characteristic of a Heaven Tier spiritual secret technique?" Yang Fan began to doubt the Divine Light Prolonged Vision Spirit Refining Technique. Was it harder to cultivate the higher the level?
In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at the fatty beside him. He deliberately looked at the fatty's spiritual force and skill proficiency, and then he immediately lost his calm.
Spiritual Force: 290/290 (Level 2 Spirit Reader Master 290/400)
Skill: Divine Light Prolonged Vision Spirit Refining Technique (35/100)
In such a short period of time, An Sheng's spiritual force had increased by nine points, and the skill proficiency of the Divine Light Prolonged Vision Spirit Refining Technique had also increased by twenty points!
The increase was ten times that of Yang Fan!
Although there was still a long way to go before Yang Fan's 1503 skill proficiency points, he had truly cultivated it, right?
With An Sheng's cultivation speed, he would be able to break through to the entry level of the Divine Light Prolonged Vision Spirit Refining Technique in a few days. At that time, his spiritual force would definitely increase by another level, and it would not be impossible for him to directly advance to a level 3 Spirit Reader Master!
"Fatty!" Yang Fan couldn't help but touch An Sheng's arm and asked softly, "When your spiritual force first awakened, how big was your initial sea of consciousness space?"
An Sheng was startled, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Brother Fan, Master, why are you asking this? This is the secret of every Spirit Reader Master, and it can't be easily revealed."
"What nonsense are you spouting? How big is it?"
An Sheng instantly became well-behaved and answered obediently, "One … one hundred and fifty square kilometers."
"So useless?" Yang Fan was a little incredulous: "It shouldn't be. If your talent is so low, how could you be promoted to a level one spirit reader at the age of 15?"
Yang Fan's words were like knives stabbing into Ansheng's chest.
"Brother Fan, even if you're my master, you can't belittle me like this!"
The little fatty was unhappy and retorted, "So what if my sea of consciousness is a little smaller? It has nothing to do with my spiritual force cultivation talent. My spiritual force talent is bright silver grade 9, which is three grades higher than my father's! There's nothing shameful about becoming a level one spirit reader at the age of 15! "
Yang Fan was a little dumbfounded. "No, I heard that the larger the initial space in the Sea of Consciousness, the greater one's potential and the higher one's spiritual talent. How can it not be related?"
That was what was written in the books. How could it be fake?
"Who said that? You must have been cheated by someone! " An Sheng looked at Yang Fan with disdain. "It's not that I want to criticize you, Brother Fan. You're a level four spirit reader now. When you have time, can you go visit the spirit reader's exclusive virtual community and supplement your basic knowledge?"
"Someone like you who only knows half of it is really a waste of your cultivation as a level four spirit reader. In the future, when you go out and meet your peers, you will inevitably be laughed at."
"I'll tell you, remember!"
An Sheng raised his head and said smugly, "The initial space represents a person's future spiritual potential, indicating how far they can go on the path of a spirit reader. Although it's also very important, it doesn't mean that the larger the space in the Sea of Consciousness, the better."
"Because the larger the space in the Sea of Consciousness, the smaller the spiritual force you can control will seem. In the future, when you advance to become a master level spirit reader, it will be more strenuous. Because only by using spiritual force to completely fill the space in your Sea of Consciousness can you break through the spiritual barrier and step into the level of a spirit reader. "
"Although the space in my Sea of Consciousness is a little small, when I break through to the realm of spirit reader in the future, it will be correspondingly much easier."
The fatty was not sad at all. He said complacently, "Anyway, I never expected to become a king or a saint in my life. What do I need so much potential for?"
"If I can break through to the master level before I die and become a spirit reader like my grandfather, I'll be satisfied!"
The little fatty was not greedy at all. He wanted to become a spirit reader as soon as he opened his mouth. What a big face.
Spirit Reader was a big realm after the ninth level of spirit reader. It was called the master level, but in fact, it was more than one level stronger than a martial arts master who cultivated Qi and blood.
It was said that a level one spirit reader could basically hang up and beat two martial arts masters who were at the peak level. Their strength was very strong.
This little fatty was only a level two spirit reader now, but he was already fantasizing about becoming an existence that surpassed the master level. His ambition was not small.
"In layman's terms, someone once made such an analogy," An Sheng said. "If a spirit reader is a fisherman, then the initial space in the Sea of Consciousness is actually a fishing pond opened up by the fisherman. The size of the fishing pond determines how many fish the fisherman can raise in the future and whether he can make his business big and strong."
"And spiritual force talent is the speed at which the fisherman can draw water into the fishing pond. The higher the talent, the faster the spring water in the fishing pond will be filled. Naturally, the fish in the fishing pond will be lively."
"Therefore, for a spirit reader, spiritual force talent is actually the most important and most basic existence. Because no matter how big your fishing pond is, if you can't draw in enough spring water in time, how many fish can you raise in the end? "
"For example, you have a pond that can raise whales. It looks very extravagant and awesome, but there is only half a ladle of spirit spring water in the pond. It can't even cover the bottom of the pond. Even if you were given a whale, would you be able to raise it?"
This analogy was very vivid. If An Sheng had not curiously asked Yang Fan, "Master, how big is your initial space in the Sea of Consciousness?" Yang Fan's mood might not have become so bad.
"No way, Brother Fan!" Seeing that Yang Fan's expression did not seem to be very good, An Sheng continued to court death. He even gloated a little and asked Yang Fan, "Don't tell me you just happen to have a big pond that can raise whales? Haha! "
Yang Fan glared and could not help but give this damn fatty a spiritual piercing.
You dare to be arrogant in front of your master, and even dare to rebel!
An Sheng covered his head and cried out in pain.
The facts proved once again that even if he was promoted to a level two spirit reader, even if Yang Fan did not have any basic knowledge of a spirit reader, even if Yang Fan really had a big pond that was difficult to fill, if he wanted to deal with him, it would still be a matter of minutes.
"I was wrong, Master!"
An Sheng hurriedly opened his mouth to beg for mercy, and said fawningly, "Actually, those are just a bunch of useless people who can't eat the grapes and say that the grapes are sour. If possible, who wouldn't want their sea of consciousness to become bigger? Who wouldn't want their potential to be limitless?"
"A big pond and little spring water is just an extremely, extremely, extremely special phenomenon. Under normal circumstances, a person's potential and talent are directly proportional. There is no need to worry about not having enough spirit spring water."
"Look at me, I've always wanted to make my Sea of Consciousness space 300 kilometers, 500 kilometers, or even 1000 kilometers. However, a person's potential is destined from birth. No matter how much I think about it, it's useless. Other than accepting my fate, what else can I do?"
"But you're different, Master!" An Sheng looked at Yang Fan enviously. "Your spirit talent is definitely the best I've seen in my life. You jumped four times in three days and directly promoted to a level four spirit reader. Even Ling Huang can't catch up with this speed."
"So, Master, the bigger the pond in your Sea of Consciousness space, the better. You don't have to worry about not having enough water. To be honest, I'm still counting on you to protect me when you become a king or a saint in the future! "
An Sheng's face was full of flattery and envy.
Although he wasn't sure what level Yang Fan's spiritual talent was at, he knew that it couldn't be low judging from the way he leveled up four times in three days. At the very least, it should be at the pinnacle of pure gold rank or above.
Otherwise, even if he had a heaven-level spirit mystic technique, it could not explain how Yang Fan could advance so quickly.
Yang Fan's face relaxed slightly.
However, his heart was sour.
Previously, he also thought that he was quite talented in the cultivation of spirit power. The space in his Sea of Consciousness space that he opened up was ten thousand square kilometers, which was awesome.
He always thought that God had finally opened his eyes. Although he had closed the door and blocked the road for his martial talent, at least he had left a big window for his spirit talent.
However, after hearing An Sheng's explanation, Yang Fan was instantly defeated.
Looking at the current situation, God had indeed never opened his eyes.
He was definitely the special case of the big pond and little spring water that An Sheng had mentioned just now.
The same technique, the same amount of cultivation time, but his cultivation progress was only one-tenth of An Sheng's. If this was not f * cking trash, then what was?
If he had followed the normal cultivation progress, Yang Fan probably would not have had the chance to fill up his pond and advance to a spiritual spiritualist in this lifetime.
"As expected, cultivating diligently has never suited me."
Yang Fan sighed softly again, but he was not discouraged. After all, he had long been used to this kind of blow.
So what if his talent was bad? Wasn't he still a fourth-level spiritual spiritualist now? With the help of the System, how big could the pond be?
Relatively speaking, the bigger the Sea of Consciousness space, the better it was for Yang Fan!
With this thought, Yang Fan instantly became happy again. After all, he had advanced all the way until now and had never seriously cultivated any spirit power or talent. He just treated it as a decoration and did not need to care about it.
"Fatty!" Yang Fan pulled An Sheng in front of him and asked him with interest, "What did you say about the spiritual spiritualist's exclusive virtual community? Are there any battle videos or cultivation techniques for spiritual spiritualists in there?"
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