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Chu Ming was startled by his own thoughts and was filled with disbelief.

If I remember correctly…

Lingyuan Gong was created by several god-level spiritual cultivators in China, so that all ordinary people in the country can practice it.

The levels of spiritual practitioners are divided into: black iron, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, master, extraordinary, and divine realm.

Each level is divided into nine levels.

Divine realm spiritual cultivators… those are the beings who stand at the pinnacle of this world.

Logically speaking, the techniques they created should be extremely perfect, right?

How could it possibly go further?

“Fat Lan said that as long as you eat the content, you will be able to understand it… I have understood it all and have some new insights. It makes sense, right?”

After thinking about it carefully, Chu Ming thought it was reasonable.

Doesn’t this mean that my understanding of Lingyuan Gong is already better than those of those gods in the realm of gods?

Or… they held back and did not make the complete Lingyuan Gong public?

Forget it, it’s not important.

Chu Ming was too lazy to think about this. He dismissed distracting thoughts and looked at the Lingyuan Gong on the computer seriously.

He felt that it was really possible for him to deduce the tenth level of Lingyuan Gong!

When he was reading this book before, because his understanding was so poor, he felt that it was more difficult to understand than advanced math, and he felt like falling asleep after reading even a little bit.

Sometimes he thought he understood it, but when he started practicing, he found that everything was wrong.

Just like you thought you understood everything in class, but in the end you could only write down an explanation during the exam.

You will know it once you see it, but you will lose it once you practice it.

but now……

Chu Ming only felt that this method was as simple as elementary school addition and subtraction, and it was all single-digit addition and subtraction.

On this basis, if you can deduce two-digit addition, subtraction, or even multiplication, you only need your hands, right?

“I understand spicy food! I understand spicy food completely!”

After only five minutes of watching, Chu Ming suddenly had an idea and quickly started typing on the keyboard.

“The Tenth Level of Lingyuan Gong”

“The Eleventh Level of Lingyuan Gong”

“The Twelfth Level of Lingyuan Gong”…

“No more.”

When the deduction reached the twelfth level, Chu Ming stopped, feeling that he had reached his limit.

But this was far beyond his expectation.

A black iron-level little Karami has developed several new stages of the magic formula created by the god-level boss!

If this were told, wouldn’t it shock the whole country?

“Brother Bread, you’re awesome!”

Chu Ming looked at the bag of memory bread with burning eyes. This thing really gave him a surprise.

Since “Ling Yuan Gong” can be deduced, then if I eat other magic formulas, I should be able to deduce it, right?

Damn it…

Doesn’t this mean that by relying on the memory bread, I can not only master any magic formula instantly, but I can also practice this magic formula to a level that no one can reach?

Damn it, brother!

Hey, wait.

Something seems wrong…

Chu Ming suddenly frowned, looking at the three levels of Lingyuan Gong that he had deduced on the computer, and realized a problem.

Although he has deduced to the twelfth level, his cultivation progress is still at the ninth level.

Do I still need to practice the next three levels on my own?

What a joke!

With my rubbish understanding, even if I were given two hundred years of training, I wouldn’t be able to achieve it!

“hiss……”

Chu Ming pondered for a moment, then took out a piece of memory bread again, printed the three layers of “Ling Yuan Gong” he had deduced on it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then…Ling Yuan Gong was directly practiced to the twelfth level!

The spiritual power level also broke through again, reaching the eighth level of Black Iron!

“I wipe it? Is that okay?!”

Chu Ming’s eyes widened in surprise.

How can this thing be so buggy?

He directly mastered all the twelve levels of Lingyuan Gong!

But it is a pity that this basic method seems to have really reached its limit and can no longer be deduced.

“It seems that I need to find a way to create a better magic formula. I also need to develop some spiritual skills to improve my combat effectiveness.”

Chu Ming murmured to himself, feeling excited.

Memory Bread is so awesome, it really took off so casually!

In less than half an hour, he became an eighth-dan black iron spiritual practitioner.

If I remember correctly, among the students in the third-year awakening class in the city, there are no more than 20 people who have reached the eighth level of Black Iron in spiritual power.

As for the ninth level of black iron, there are only three.

“This time, I have surpassed 99% of my peers.”

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, Chu Ming couldn’t help but feel a little goodStrange, what level of combat power could I have reached without practicing spiritual skills?

After thinking for a moment, Chu Ming decided to test his combat power. He immediately got up and went out and took a taxi downstairs.

Half an hour later.

He came to Beishan Middle School.

There is a combat power tester in the school, and all students of the school can use it for free.

Although today is Sunday, there are many students entering and exiting the school, and most of them are in the awakening class of the third year of high school.

After all, tomorrow is the third model. In order to feel confident, many senior high school students will come to school to test their combat ability and increase their self-confidence.

Chu Ming pressed down the peaked cap on his head, lowered his head and walked into the school gate.

Soon they came to a gym-like building, which was the combat power test hall of Beishan Middle School.

At this time, at least a hundred people gathered in the hall of the museum, and there were discussions everywhere.

“Damn, I’m so nervous that my chickens are turning purple. If I don’t reach 500 combat power, I feel like it will be difficult to pass the third model this time.”

“Heh, if you have 500 combat power, don’t you just have to have hands? When I reached the fourth level of Black Iron, my combat power was 560!”

“…I’m only in the third level of fucking black iron, man!”

“Ha, then you are really rubbish.”

“…”

Chu Ming got the number from the teacher on duty.

No. 687.

I looked up at the huge display screen in the center of the hall and saw that the queue was now number 659.

Fortunately, you don’t have to wait long.

Chu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, casually walked to an empty seat in the waiting area and sat down, staring at the screen in a daze.

Whenever someone completes a test, the test results are displayed on the screen.

“No. 659, fifth level black iron spiritual power level, combat power value 578!”

“No. 670, spiritual power level 7, Black Iron, combat power value 676!”

“No. 671, 8th level black iron spiritual power level, combat power value 897!”

“No. 672…”

The combat power value is the comprehensive combat power value of a spiritual practitioner.

The country has formulated a unified reference standard:

Those who are spiritual practitioners at the first level of Black Iron have an average combat power of 100; those who are at the second level of Black Iron have an average combat power of 200; those who are at the third level of Black Iron have an average combat power of 300… and so on.

Watching the test results flashing one after another on the screen.

Chu Ming touched his chin with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

My combat power value…maybe only around 600, right?

Although his spiritual power level has reached the eighth level of Black Iron, the method he practices is Lingyuan Gong. The quality of his spiritual power is notoriously rubbish, and his combat power is inherently low for the same level.

Moreover, he has not practiced any spiritual skills.

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Spiritual skills are equivalent to the skills of spiritual practitioners.

Spiritual power is equivalent to blue energy.

In other words, Chu Ming is now at best a high-level wild monster with a relatively high level and plenty of mana, but he can only attack with basic attacks.

In addition… his talent did not improve his combat effectiveness.

Damn, so many debuffs.

A combat power value of around 600 is already pretty good, right?

That is the average level of black iron sixth-level spiritual practitioners.

“Tsk… I need to use all the spiritual skills to improve my combat power.”

Chu Ming sighed slightly, which was another reason why he came to school.

There is a threshold for the cultivation of spiritual skills.

Only those whose spiritual power level reaches the fifth level of black iron or above can practice.

The school will only issue magical skills to students with Black Iron Level 5 or above.

Chu Ming naturally couldn’t get it before.

However, he is now at 8th Dan Black Iron. After the test, he can go directly to the library to ask for a copy from the teacher.

Then you can work hard to practice spiritual skills…what a fool!

Wouldn’t it be nice to just use memory bread to get it all?

Of course, he can also choose to buy one online, but the price of spiritual skills is ridiculously high. Even the lowest level first-grade spiritual skills cost 100,000 yuan.

It is equivalent to the average income of a fifth-level black iron spiritual practitioner in a year.

Although Chu Ming extorted more than three million from the silver-level stall owner today, it was not short of that amount.

But…why spend money when you can get it for free?