Master National Teacher is motionless

Chapter 56
To be able to smelt the prototype of supernatural powers in one or two years is already considered a genius.

And it is really amazing to cultivate the prototype of supernatural power in three months. This kind of cultivation speed is several times faster than that of a genius.

Cultivating supernatural powers is smelting mana, will, skill and artistic conception into one.

But even if these three items meet the criteria, it may not be successful. Just like refining weapons, even if all the materials are ready, the fire is raised, and the tools are in hand, not everyone can refine a magic weapon.

And Fan Qingyao can refine the prototype of supernatural powers in three months, which shows that she is extremely talented in forging supernatural powers!

Who would not be envious of such a rare talent?

For a moment, Fan Qingyao completely became the focus of attention in the entire Panshui Hall, from students to scholars, without exception, they all stared at her without saying a word.

No one is envious or jealous.

The gap is so big that even jealousy can't be born.

"Excellent talent indeed."

Jian Cheng nodded slightly to Fan Qingyao, and encouraged him softly: "Cultivate well, don't be complacent, I think you should understand the truth of the green hills outside the mountains and the buildings outside the buildings."

Fan Qingyao respectfully said: "Yes, the student understands."

The professors and even the scholars next to him felt a little weird after hearing what Jian Cheng said.

What happened to the supervisor today?
As for the genius who spent seven school seasons, Jian Cheng didn't feel much moved, and even a genius like Fan Qingyao, Jian Cheng didn't want to praise him more?
Even, do you have to advise not to be complacent?
They couldn't help being even more confused, what happened to Jiancheng today?
"continue."

Jian Cheng glanced down, and then said: "The last one, Jianxue, please report on your duties."

On the stage, the Sword Learning Instructor immediately came out, cupped his hands and saluted: "Reporting to Jian Cheng, there are 16 students of my sword learning, the chief student is Lu Zhouyuan, please also give Jian Cheng a jade badge for the identity of the chief student. "

After handing out the jade plaque, Jian Cheng looked at the Sword Learning Instructor again, waiting for his follow-up report.

Immediately, the instructor of the Sword Academy cupped his hands and said: "Jiancheng, this semester, there is also a person in my swordology who has cultivated the prototype of supernatural powers. I also ask Jiancheng to promote him as Xuezheng."

While speaking, a feminine man stepped out from the crowd of students below.

"one person?"

Jian Cheng glanced at Lin Lan's direction when he heard the words, and then looked at the sword student who came forward, and asked, "I wonder how long it took this student to cultivate the prototype of supernatural powers?"

"Exactly ten school seasons." The sword student said respectfully.

"It's not bad." Jian Cheng nodded slightly, and then looked at the audience, "Is there any other student who has cultivated the prototype of supernatural powers, if there are any omissions, they can be promoted to Xuezheng after on-site verification."

The oracles stood silently aside.

As teachers, they have the most contact with the students who have entered the room, and they know the progress of the students' practice better than the scholars. They know which students have cultivated the embryonic form of supernatural powers.

But it’s hard to say, what if there is someone who just broke through and hasn’t had time to verify it, so it’s missed?
The audience was silent, and no one responded to Jian Cheng.

"Is it gone?"

Jian Cheng asked again, and then couldn't help turning his eyes to a corner of the crowd, and said helplessly, "Where's Mr. Lin Lan?"

The scholars and teaching staff behind him couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Lin Lan?

Why did Jiancheng suddenly mention Lin Lan?
Could it be that Jiancheng thought that Lin Lan might also be able to refine the prototype of supernatural powers?

Doesn't Jiancheng know that this person stays in the house all day, neither going to the school to attend lectures, nor going to the sword hut to hone his sword skills?

The core of supernatural powers is the state of skill. A person who has never learned swordsmanship, who has zero foundation in swordsmanship, is unwilling to learn and hone, and still wants to refine the prototype of supernatural powers?
Just a fool's dream.

It's not just the academics and teachers who have such thoughts, even the eyes of the students and scholars below have turned to a remote corner of the crowd.

Lin Lan was sitting there quietly.

"Report to the supervisor."

At this time, the Sword Learning Instructor stood up helplessly, and said, "Mr. Lin Lan has been practicing mana for the past three months. He has not yet started to learn swordsmanship. He has never listened to it, and he has never been to the sword cottage. What about becoming a prototype of supernatural powers?"

"It seems that Yuan Jiaoyu doesn't know either?"

Jian Cheng glanced at him with a smile, then shook his head slightly, looked at Lin Lan and asked, "Why didn't Mr. Lin Lan respond to me just now?"

Lin Lan said, "Just now, Jian Cheng asked if there was anything missing, but didn't Jian Cheng already know about me?"

Jian Cheng smiled in amazement, then nodded slightly: "You're right, it's the old man who didn't make it clear."

Everyone in Panshui Hall was a little confused.

The conversation between these two...

Could it be that Lin Lan has also cultivated the prototype of supernatural powers?
How can this be?

And Jiancheng glanced at the five people below, and said directly: "Since this is the case, plus Mr. Lin Lan, a total of five students will be promoted in this winter exam, and they will be assigned to each doctorate according to different departments."

"Wait a minute, Supervisor."

Jian Xuebo behind Jian Cheng couldn't help asking: "Old Qi, you mean that Mr. Lin Lan has also cultivated the prototype of supernatural powers?"

As a doctor of swordsmanship, although he is not responsible for teaching students, he has also heard the report of Lin Lan's practice from the three teachers of swordsmanship, so he naturally knows that he is only focused on practicing mana.

After he knew it at the time, he didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, this swordsman has the will to become a saint, and the decision he made will not be changed at will. Moreover, if he cultivates a hundred years of mana first, he can make up for his weakness in aptitude. It doesn't matter if you delay learning sword for a year or so, so he didn't care.

If not, how could he allow a swordsman to stay in the house all day long?
But... the meaning of Jian Cheng's words made him a little confused.

"Otherwise what else could it mean?"

Jian Cheng looked back at Jian Xuebo, and said, "Aside from cultivating the prototype of supernatural powers, is there any other way to promote Xuezheng?"

"Old Qi, it's not that I don't believe it." Jianxue Bo said helplessly: "It's just that I heard that Mr. Lin Lan is still practicing mana and has not yet started learning swordsmanship. Are you cultivating other supernatural powers?"

Many students and scholars below also looked at Jiancheng, waiting for Jiancheng's explanation. Even if Jiancheng said it himself, not many people were willing to believe that such a person could develop into a prototype of supernatural powers.

This is too absurd, among the practitioners who are struggling to pursue the path of supernatural powers, which one can accept it?

But Jian Cheng didn't explain anything, just waved his sleeves suddenly.

I saw a gleaming long sword flying out of his cuff, and flew directly to Lin Lan who was not far away!

The students around were startled, and the instructors on the stage also raised their hearts. Although they understood Jian Cheng's intentions, they were still ready to control the sword instantly.

However, in just an instant, everyone understood——

There is no need for this anymore.

Because Lin Lan's right hand, which was originally placed on the wheelchair, has already raised an index finger at this time.

He tapped the sword with his fingertips.

It's like a lord who is ordering generals.

As a result, the sword seemed to be solidified, and it stopped quietly in mid-air, and then it circled two and a half times in mid-air like a swimming fish, and then floated obediently in front of Lin Lan.

There was silence in Panshui Hall.

Silent.

At this moment, everyone was completely silent, staring blankly at the floating long sword, too shocked to speak.

Although he knew that Jian Cheng would not lie, and even though he knew that Mr. Lin Lan was a swordsman, but... no matter how talented he was, he had never even touched a sword, so how could he hone the artistic conception of swordsmanship?

How did a person who had never even learned swordsmanship develop into the embryonic form of swordsmanship?

And, just three months?

"Control the sword with Qi..."

A sword master looked at this scene in a daze, and couldn't help muttering: "How do people who have never learned swordsmanship develop such rudimentary supernatural powers? I have learned it from the stomach of a dog for so many years... Yet?"

Jian Cheng glanced at him, and said: "Although he hasn't learned swords, he can feel the artistic conception of the sword's supernatural powers, and Master Jianzong's sword sharpening stone."

"But... but I haven't even touched a sword, how can I..." The sword master still couldn't believe it.

The image of artistic conception, as an instructor, he naturally had it for a long time, but it can only be used to assist in the improvement of swordsmanship, and the sword sharpening stone is only for sharpening his own swordsmanship, but he doesn't even understand the swordsmanship, so how to sharpen it?
"I understand!"

Jianxue Bo suddenly said: "The purpose of honing swordsmanship is to make the skill reach a high enough level. The sword and the heart can produce sword intent, but if the talent and understanding are high enough, as long as you feel the artistic conception The sword intent on the picture, even if you have never learned swords, it is possible to achieve the sword and heart, and then use the whetstone to sharpen the sword intent, although it is unbelievably difficult, but it is indeed possible to achieve this level!"

Yu Jian, after all, controls the sword with energy, not body movements. Sword skills are only used to make the sword and the heart match, so in theory, it is not necessary to understand sword skills.

But this is only a theory, who can actually do it?
Jian Xuexue stared at Lin Lan with glowing eyes, "You are so familiar with Yujian that you can easily lighten it. This fire is absolutely impossible to just refine the embryonic form of supernatural powers. When did you refine it?"

Before Lin Lan could answer, Jian Cheng next to him said, "I verified it myself when I went to see him last time. The exact time... I can't remember, anyway, it's been a while."

He did it on purpose.

It's not that he didn't want to say it, but that he really didn't dare to say it.

The last time he heard that Lin Lan was going to practice multiple supernatural powers at the same time, he couldn't help but go to find Lin Lan, when he saw Lin Lan flick his fingers, he let out a sword cry.

At that time, he understood that Lin Lan had already cultivated the embryonic form of swordsmanship.

At that time, Lin Lan had only been in school for ten days.

Ten days.

It took only ten days to refine the prototype of supernatural powers, even with the help of visualization maps and sword sharpening stones, it is really too appalling.

This is completely beyond the scope of genius.

Looking at the history of Chonghua Academy, no one can compare with it.

The tree attracts the wind, how dare he speak out about such a monstrous talent?

And Lin Lan sat there quietly, thinking in his heart, accurately calculated, it should have been refined the day before Jiancheng saw him last time, and at that time... it seemed to be nine days.

(End of this chapter)