"Good, good, good! Although his movements are still a little sluggish, I believe that he will be able to fully master it in a few days. The most important thing is that when you use the Great Nine Heavens Style, the aura and pressure are much stronger than mine, your master!”
Yang Dingtian was ecstatic and couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh,""Looks like this palm technique is indeed tailor-made for you!”
Zhao Chen's expression was solemn, and his tone was indifferent. He cupped his fists and bowed, neither servile nor overbearing."This is all thanks to Teacher's good teachings. Disciple swears that in the future, I will definitely carry this palm technique forward and will definitely not disgrace it!”
Because he was well versed in the principle of " enough is enough " and " making a fortune in silence ", although Zhao Chen had completely mastered this palm technique, he did not receive all the information sent by the stone tablet during the practice just now.
He had only comprehended the core essence of the Great Nine Heavens Style, which was the most important word,"force", and practiced this palm technique once.
Although Yang Dingtian was shocked, it wasn't something unacceptable.
It was enough to show that he was far more talented than ordinary geniuses. He could not go too far. It was not a good thing to go too far. Zhao Chen still wanted to make full use of these few months to cultivate.
"Good! Chen 'er, practice this palm technique first. After one or two months, I will teach you the Ming Cult's ultimate divine technique, the Heaven and Earth Great Shift!”
"Yes, sir! Disciple will remember this and cultivate diligently!”
"Then Chen 'er, you can continue to cultivate here. I will go and handle the academic affairs. If you need anything, send someone to tell your master's wife. She will prepare it for you!”
Yang Dingtian was also a straightforward person. He left as soon as he said it. Other than the first two sentences that seemed to be said in person, the last two sentences were transmitted from afar.
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Two days after Zhao Chen learned the Great Nine Heavens Style, which was the fourth day since he came to this world, an unexpected " accident " occurred and interrupted his cultivation.
On this day, Zhao Chen began his daily morning training on a small mountain peak with a waterfall, just like the previous few days.
This time, the environment was beautiful and the scenery was charming. In addition, it was remote and quiet. Basically, no one would disturb him. Therefore, Zhao Chen immediately liked this place the first time he came here. He planned to practice martial arts here for the next few months.
After practicing all the Xiantian secret manuals, such as the cultivation technique, halberd technique, and palm technique, Zhao Chen returned to his room and began to write and read.
However, today, apart from reading and writing, Zhao Chen also drew an ink painting of a woman. However, it was not the front, but the back.
The woman held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand. Her long dress dragged on the ground, and a pair of bare feet could be vaguely seen under the dress. Beside her was a cute little beast with two horns on its head.
The identity of the woman in the painting was obvious…
For some reason, Zhao Chen felt that his condition today was surprisingly good. After finishing a freehand drawing of a royal lady, he actually did not stop drawing and started drawing again.
Zhao Chen was instantly excited. He felt that today might be an opportunity, an opportunity to completely comprehend the literary spirit.
Therefore, he continued to wave the brush and ink in his hand, continuously waving the wolf or goat hair in his hand. In one go, he created two realistic paintings, one of his elder sister Zhao Feixue and the other of his younger sister Zhao Hanyan.
After finishing the two paintings, Zhao Chen did not continue to write or paint. Instead, he stopped the brush in his hand and shook his head regretfully."Sigh! What a pity…what a pity…I was just a little bit away…"
It was obvious that Zhao Chen was still lacking in knowledge and writing. He had clearly held on until the last moment, the most critical moment, but he did not succeed in comprehending the literary spirit.
"Forget it, forget it…Sometimes in life, there must be something. What should be mine will be mine sooner or later. Anyway, with that Righteous Song Art in hand, I can delay it for a while. I want to see how long you can hold me back!”
Putting down the brush in his hand, Zhao Chen pushed the door open and left the room. Just as he was about to instruct the servants to prepare more Xuan paper, a Ming Cult disciple suddenly ran in in a panic. He gasped for breath and said,
"Reporting…reporting…reporting to Lord Deacon, the Cult Master asked me to invite you to the meeting hall. He said that the Ming Cult is welcoming a distinguished guest and asked you to attend together.”
The position of deacon was arranged by Yang Dingtian after Zhao Chen's fabricated excuse.
The name " deacon " sounded nice, but it gave off a lofty feeling. Those who didn't know better would think that it was also a leadership position, but in fact, it was just a virtual position with no power at all.
However, this was also what Zhao Chen hoped for. Two days ago, he chose to stay in this plane for only six months. He wanted to make full use of these six months to break through to the Connate Realm and successfully comprehend Wen Qi.
Therefore, he deliberately took on such a false position. Although he did not have any power, he did not have to complete any missions. Compared to other leaders, he had plenty of time to cultivate.
Although he had thoughts about the position of the sect master, Zhao Chen knew that now was not the time. Moreover, there was only half a year left. Although Old Yang would not live for long, he should be fine for at least half a year.
"Alright, I got it! I'll go change my clothes. Go back and tell the teacher that I'll be there soon!”
Zhao Chen pondered in his heart. If there were no accidents, then this distinguished guest should be Taitish, who would be one of the Ming Cult's Four Great Guardian Kings in the future, the Purple-robed Dragon King.
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