Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

If outsiders saw this scene in the quiet room, they would probably have to buckle their own eyes.

The Cultivation Technique, which has only been repaired in less than half a day, Han Muye has directly cultivated it to the realm of great achievement!

The Cultivation Technique of the world starts from the beginning of the first glimpse of the door, and it also needs to reach the state of lean and proficient small success, in order to achieve the realm of mastery.

No matter how simple Cultivation Technique is, it will not happen overnight.

Which one has cultivated Cultivation Technique to the end without spending years or even decades of hard work?

Full-level comprehension is too heaven-defying!

The iron bull condensed, and Han Muye's eyes revealed a faint divine light.

Outside of his body, there is also a faint dark golden halo.

It's just that the halo is too faint to be felt at all.

"Running with the Cultivation Technique, the body is as strong as iron, and the Meridians are stable. Is this the beginning of the cultivation period?"

Whispering in his mouth, Han Muye smiled wryly.

Is this a surprise?

What he wanted to cultivate was the Cultivation Technique, which could lead to long-term vision, but it was not a body-building technique that could only strengthen the body.

Even if the Cultivation Technique reaches the peak, it is only the peak of the human realm.

There is no one in the world who can cultivate to the realm with the Cultivation Technique.

The phantom of the green bull behind him slowly dissipated, and Han Muye was ready to finish his work.

The images in his mind kept changing, which made him stunned for a moment.

After condensing into a green bull, can you continue?

"Om-"

With a soft sound, behind him, the second azure ox phantom appeared!

His whole body was full of qi and blood, as if he was about to rush out of his body.

For a moment, Han Muye only felt the strength of his whole body soaring, and there was a kind of fullness that burst his muscles and bones.

He was certain that a single punch would shatter the wall in front of him.

Han Muye's eyes widened, and the image in his mind suddenly disappeared.

"After the Cultivation Technique is completed, can it be derived again?"

"It's tough, is there a Second Stage?"

The Cultivation Technique bought by 80 Spirit Stones can also be derived from the Second Stage?

Perhaps, Tie Niu Jin is not the lowest-level Cultivation Technique?

The picture in his mind has been scattered, and Han Muye has no further deduction.

He decided to have the opportunity to go to Zhao Pu to ask about the practice of this iron bull.

This Inner Sect elite is still a good person.

Han Muye's current poor practice experience tells him to practice prudently.

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Jiuxuan Mountain, the inner discipline residential area.

Yang Shao with a complicated expression stood in front of an attic.

"Junior Brother Yang Shao, Master doesn't want to see you, so you should go." A young man in a white robe with a proud expression said coldly.

"If you failed to cultivate blue waves in March, you are no longer qualified to practice under the master's sect." Another young man with the same white robe and jade belt said lightly.

"Go out in the future, don't say that you are my junior brother Su Chengyun."

After the young man finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

One of the seventy-two masters of Inner Sect, Su Chengyun.

The three thousand disciples of the Inner Sect, all of them are above Qi Condensation, and most of them are already in the Foundation Establishment state.

Su Chengyun is a master who has already set foot in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Yang Shao nodded and stood where he was, without speaking.

After a long time, a voice came from the attic.

"Yang Shao, I'll give you three more days. If you can't cultivate a blue wave in three days, you won't use my Santan Pavilion in the future."

The voice is cold, and Gujing has no waves.

A flash of excitement flashed on Yang Shao's face, and he bowed: "Master, I have cultivated into a blue wave."

Hearing his words, there was silence in the attic for a moment, and then a voice sounded: "Okay, I'll give you one last chance."

"Come up and see me."

Yang Shao straightened his clothes and strode into the attic.

In front of the attic, several young men in white robes looked at each other. "Yesterday, his Bibo didn't have any clues, so he can finish it today?" A young man with a long sword on his back said with a frown.

These people have a three-legged tripod pattern printed on their clothes, which is the symbol of the same door.

Santan Pavilion is the cultivation gate of Inner Sect Elders Xu Haosheng, and his disciples will all have this three-legged tripod mark.

"Go and have a look, as long as he doesn't lose my face in Santan Pavilion." The tall and thin young man standing at the front turned around and stepped into the attic.

The others looked at each other and followed quietly.

At this time, Yang Shao had already bowed and stood in front of an old man in gray clothes with gray hair.

"Yang Shao, when you worshiped me, I once said that your qualifications are good, but your understanding is poor."

"This blue wave swordsmanship is a test for you."

The old man had no expression on his face, but spoke lightly.

"Disciple understands." Yang Shao lowered his head and replied softly.

How many people can the inner discipline worship the Elder?

He had to seize such an opportunity desperately.

It's just that as Master said, his comprehension is indeed a lot worse, and he failed to understand Bibo swordsmanship in March.

Several fellows approached quietly, then bowed to Xu Haosheng, who was sitting upright, and stood beside him.

Xu Haosheng nodded, looked at Yang Shao, waved his sleeves and said, "Then you can practice Bibo swordsmanship."

Yang Shao nodded, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the performance building today, the senior performing method used a very slow technique and explained clearly, which made him suddenly enlightened.

Bibo, but that's it!

With his hand on the hilt of the sword, what Yang Shao thought in his mind was no longer Bibodi's First Stage mood.

The master is the Sect Elder, a powerful person with countless masters under his sect.

If you want to be recognized by the master and favored by the master, you need to stand out.

Today, this opportunity must be seized!

"Kuraga-"

The long sword was unsheathed, Yang Shao picked up his arm, and Sword Ray turned into a thin line.

The thin line is fast, fast to the extreme, like a big river running.

"Hey, I still don't understand..."

Not far away, someone shook his head slightly.

"Haha, after cultivating Bibo swordsmanship like this in three months, is he qualified to stay in Santan Pavilion?" On the other side, someone flashed a sneer.

"I can't complain that Senior Brother Su looks down on him. Under Master's sect, there are no mediocre people." The tall and thin disciple standing in front said coldly.

At the top, Xu Haosheng, who was sitting cross-legged, frowned slightly.

He stared at the sword in Yang Shao's hand with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The Sword Ray in Yang Shao's hand is very thin and fast.

He imagined what he saw, the sword was like a scene of heaven.

It was a sword that made him lose his mind.

Bibo, and the mood of the Second Stage!

"Om-"

The long sword in his hand seemed to understand his intentions, and the halos spread out, as if bursting.

Instant brilliance!

Sword Ray flickered with a dazzling cold light, as if monstrous waves were rising from an ancient well without waves.

Xu Hao, who was sitting upright, stood up, stepped out, raised his hand and pointed at Yang Shao's sword.

"when--"

The long sword shook, flew three feet away, and landed on the floor.

Xu Haosheng's eyes fixed on Yang Shao, his breath was dignified to the extreme: "Why, your Bibo is like this?"

Why?

Holding his trembling right hand, Yang Shao said in a low voice, "The disciple thinks that even if there is no wave in the cold pool, there will eventually be a time when the waves will surge."

"This sword is when the blue waves rise."

"Haha, in March you can understand Bibodi's Second Stage artistic conception, Yang Shao, your understanding is not the level of the test." Looking at Yang Shao in front of him, Xu Haosheng seemed to be looking at a piece of beautiful jade that had not yet been polished.

Clenching his fists slightly, Yang Shao raised his head and looked at Xu Haosheng: "Master, I think Bi Bo still has a third stage mood, but I haven't realized it yet."

Xu Haosheng's outstretched arm froze there.

"The Third Stage..."