Chapter 88 Aiming to Become a God At this time, in the Spirit Hall team. Including Qian Xunji, most people focused their attention on Tang Xiao and others. It was not until Qin Ming walked up to Qian Xunji and asked to go out that Qian Xunji came to his senses. He frowned and looked at Qin Ming and asked. "Qin Ming, you want to go out for training? Can you tell me why you think so? " "Your Holiness, I want to travel around the continent and try to find the legendary magical herb." "Ambrosia?" After hearing Qin Ming's reason, Qianxunji frowned. He did not answer Qin Ming directly, but looked around cautiously.

When Qian Xunji noticed that many people were looking towards them, he coughed lightly and led Qin Ming to the back of the team. After arriving at a secluded place where no one was around, Qianxunji continued. "Qin Ming, the magic herb is not so easy to find. You also know that Second Uncle and Third Uncle are looking for the Ten Thousand Years Old Ninth Grade Ginseng King in the Xing Luo Empire." As he spoke, Qianxunji couldn't help but sigh. “My Spirit Hall has dispatched a large number of personnel, even mobilizing all the elite spirit masters in the Spirit City. After consuming several months and spending so much manpower and resources, we have finally found the trace of the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king. But it will take a long time to actually capture the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king... Qin Ming, if you go out alone to look for the magic herb, you will most likely return empty-handed. You are now in the golden stage of cultivation, which is the age at which one's cultivation progresses at the fastest rate. Going to travel the mainland now will only waste your time for cultivation and reduce your future achievements..." After saying that, Qianxunji looked at Qin Ming. Noticing that Qin Ming didn't seem to give up, Qian Xunji continued to persuade him. "Qin Ming, there is one more thing I need to remind you. Fairy grass can also become soul beasts. It can even be said that as long as every immortal herb does not die prematurely, it has a 100% chance of becoming a hundred thousand year soul beast. Nowadays, the magic herbs have become extinct on the continent. My father and I suspect that all of them have turned into 10-year-old soul beasts. After gaining their own wisdom, those immortal herbs chose to hide themselves, which is why we soul masters were unable to search for them." As he spoke, Qianxunji reached out and patted Qin Ming on the shoulder.

“Even if Qin Ming, you can find the magic herb, you won’t be able to defeat it, and you may even lose your life. You should calm down and practice your soul power well. There's no need to wander around outside. It would just be a waste of your talent.” Hearing this, Qin Ming looked directly into Qian Xunji's eyes and said. "Your Holiness, I have reasons to go." "reason?" Qianxunji looked at Qin Ming with some confusion. Qin Ming looked directly into Qian Xunji's eyes and spoke in a calm and firm tone. "Your Holiness, my talent is not enough to support my ideals. I need the magic grass to help me improve my talent." "What is your ideal?" Qianxunji frowned and looked at Qin Ming. He had already vaguely guessed Qin Ming's answer. The next second, Qin Ming's voice rang out. "Your Holiness, I want to see the scenery above level 100!" Hearing this, Qianxunji fell silent. Looking at Qin Ming in front of him, he seemed to think of his past self. At that time, he had said something similar to his father, but what he received was a cold shoulder from Qian Daoliu, and the position of Pope, which was full of affairs... Looking at Qin Ming in front of him, Qianxunji didn't know what to say for a moment. Just as Qianxunji was organizing his words, Qian Daoliu came over and looked at Qin Ming and said. “Qin Ming, becoming a god at level 100 is not an easy task. Even if you are lucky enough to find a magical herb, it is impossible for you to achieve godhood with just a magical herb..." Hearing Qian Daoliu say this, Qian Xunji looked at Qin Ming with some sympathy. At this moment, he had already anticipated what Qianxunji would say next. He now only hoped that Qin Ming would not be hit like himself and become decadent... Under Qianxunji's sympathetic gaze, Qian Daoliu continued. "Qin Ming, you are already 13 years old now. Although you already have level 48 soul power. But your soul power level is only accumulated by soul bones.

Compared to a true genius, you are still a little bit behind..." As he spoke, Qian Daoliu pointed at himself. “Every generation of our angel family can gain an additional ten levels of God-given innate soul power when they awaken the six-winged angel martial spirit. That is to say, every generation of disciples in our Angel Family already possesses innate soul power of more than ten or even twenty levels when they awaken. " After a light cough, Qian Daoliu glanced at Qian Xunji and said with a little disdain. "With this kind of talent and the support of the Spirit Hall's vast resources. Xun Ji barely achieved the title of Douluo at the age of 50. He can be said to be the person with the worst talent in the history of our Angel Family..." "Father!" Qian Xunji was a little anxious. He thought Qian Daoliu just wanted to attack Qin Ming, but he didn't expect that the matter suddenly involved him. Qian Daoliu ignored Qian Xunji who was jumping up and down, and continued speaking. “Qin Ming, becoming a god is not an easy thing. Everyone who can achieve the title of Douluo has an innate soul power of at least level eight. After achieving Titled Douluo, it will be more difficult to improve soul power. After level 95, the difficulty will go up another level. At the level 95 stage, it is not enough to just accumulate soul power. If you want to truly improve, you also need to have a strong understanding of your own martial soul. This varies from person to person and there is no fixed answer. Take Yu Yuanzhen from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan for example. He has been stuck at level 95 for several years. In my opinion, he may never have a chance to break through this level in his lifetime..." As he spoke, Qian Daoliu reached out and gently patted Qin Ming's shoulder. "Qin Ming, don't aim too high. Now you just need to focus on practicing and improving your soul power level. There is no need to waste your precious practice time looking for magic herbs. Your path has been planned for you by your teacher and I. You just have to follow the steps. In the future, you will definitely have the opportunity to reach the level of your teacher." Hearing this, Qin Ming did not rush to refute Qian Daoliu. Qin Ming, who knew the plot, was confident that he could succeed. After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming asked curiously.

"Your Majesty, could you tell me in detail about my future route?" Hearing Qin Ming's question, Qian Daoliu coughed lightly. He did not directly answer Qin Ming's question, but looked at Qian Xunji who was standing beside him and said. “Pope, the sect ranking competition is not over yet. As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, you cannot leave for too long, so hurry back and handle the affairs there." Hearing this, Qianxun looked at Qian Daoliu suspiciously. "Father, why did you suddenly change your name? The tone changed immediately! Are you hiding something from me?" (End of this chapter)