In order to polish Zhuo Yihang, Priest Zi Yang deliberately released the news that Zhuo Yihang had lost to Xie Junlin.
Zhuo Yihang was the number one inner disciple.
His defeat meant that Xie Junlin had become the well-deserved second among the third generation disciples of Wudang Sect.
In fact, after a long time, the title of number one would be within his grasp.
This undoubtedly made Xie Junlin even more revered by the Wudang disciples.
Now that Xie Jun was on his way, there were disciples bowing to him from afar.
However, Xie Junlin did not care about this.
Daoist Master Zi Yang's words gave Xie Junlin a sense of crisis.
That's right, give Xie Junlin a few more months.
Xie Junlin was confident that he could defeat Song Qingshu in all aspects.
However, the selection was less than a week away.
As for Song Qingshu, Xie Junlin did not want to lose a single match.
"Time is too tight. Even if I use the hundred-fold cultivation halo to increase my cultivation in the following days, it's still impossible for me to advance to the second-rate realm.”
"Therefore, we should still find a way through martial arts.”
"It's you. The Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God, try your best to raise it to the True Meaning realm.”
If he had two sword techniques at the realm of true intent, Xie Junlin was confident that he could fight Song Qingshu no matter what trump cards he had.
Once again, he ran into his master Yu Daiyan's room.
Xie Junlin asked for the token of the Tripitaka Block.
He took away all the comprehension of the 13 Swords of the Gate of God.
Xie Junlin was determined to obtain the True Meaning-level Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
……
In the room, Xie Junlin sat cross-legged on the bed.
In front of him were several mannequins.
These mannequins came in all shapes and sizes. Some were fencers, some were holding sabers, and some had their hands behind their backs.
On the other hand, Xie Junlin, who was lying on the bed, had his eyes closed, as if he was preparing for something.
After a while, a torrential aura circulated within Xie Junlin's body.
Clang.
Xie Junlin finally opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, two rays of spiritual light suddenly appeared in Xie Junlin's eyes.
The entire room seemed to be illuminated by these two rays of light.
The entire room was as bright as day. There were no longer any corners that could not be seen clearly.
Then, several sharp sword qi shot out.
The sword light shot out in all directions, but in different directions.
In an instant, all the dummies in the room were hit.
Looking closely, no matter what the mannequin looked like or what actions it made.
All of them were hit on their Shenmen Acupoints without any deviation.
"So the Gate of God's Thirteen Swords not only trains the sword, but also the eyes.”
"Or rather, only with good eyesight can you find the other party's flaws faster and more accurately.”
Xie Junlin looked at the results of his sword qi just now, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl into a smile.
In the past two days, he had relied on the cultivation comprehension of his uncles and uncles.
Xie Junlin had been cultivating the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
Combined with the 100 times Comprehension halo.
Xie Junlin had also roughly touched the true meaning of the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
That was to use his gaze as a sword light, turning into a sword pupil to find the other party's flaws.
Xie Junlin had a feeling that he was only one step away from the true intent realm of the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
There were still three days left before the preliminaries.
It was not likely that there would be any results if he continued to grind on the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
Therefore, Xie Junlin planned to increase his cultivation for the next few days.
Practicing the sword focused on the basics, so it had always been a boring thing.
On the other hand, cultivating internal strength could make one feel every bit of strength in their body, which could make one's spirit happy.
The more he cultivated, the more Xie Junlin understood why so many people could go into seclusion for a few years.
That kind of feeling really could not help but make people intoxicated, like a dream.
Therefore, the next three days were not just to increase his internal strength.
It was also to fill Xie Junlin's spirit.
To make better preparations for the selection.
……
Three days passed in a flash.
Tomorrow was the day of the preliminaries.
A hundred-fold cultivation halo enveloped him.
Xie Junlin was still immersed in his cultivation.
He formed a seal with both hands, and the internal strength of the Nine Yang Skill kept flowing in and out of the opened apertures.
Each time it circulated, the Nine Yang Skill's inner force grew stronger.
When this power reached its limit, it was time for Xie Junlin to open up a new acupoint.
Puff.
Bang!
Finally, another familiar voice sounded.
Xie Junlin opened another aperture.
When he finally opened his eyes, he could feel that his cultivation had increased by a notch. He smiled in satisfaction.
"I have already opened eighty-one apertures.”
There are still two and a half months before I go to the Shaolin Temple. By then, I will definitely be able to break through to the second-rate realm.
At this moment, the joy of opening his acupoints did not dissipate.
Xie Junlin suddenly had an epiphany.
He felt a flash of inspiration in his mind.
Xie Junlin's entire body flipped off the bed.
He formed a sword seal with his hand, and several streams of Sword Qi from the Gate of God shot out from his body.
In an instant, the entire room was filled with sword light and extraordinary power.
"Eyes."
Xie Junlin growled.
In an instant, a beam of Sword Qi left Xie Junlin's body at a strange angle.
It bypassed the dummy in front of Xie Junlin and stabbed the dummy's eyes behind him.
"Ears."
"Throat."
"Shenmen acupoint."
Xie Junlin's movements became faster and faster, and the sword qi in his hands became sharper and sharper.
However, no matter what Xie Junlin did.
As long as he gave the command in his mind, the Sword Qi of the Gate of God in his hand would hit the target without any error.
"Yes."
Finally, Xie Junlin let out a final roar.
All the remaining sword qi on his body shot out.
The entire room was instantly filled with smoke.
When the smoke dispersed, all the mannequins in the room had been dislocated.
As for the other parts, they weren't damaged at all.
"Hahahaha!"
"I didn't expect to have such a harvest near the selection.”
Xie Junlin looked at his success in the room and could not help but laugh.
Xie Junlin's mind relaxed after his acupoints were opened.
He actually had a new understanding of the Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God.
After a round of training, the Gate of God's Thirteen Swords had indeed stepped into the realm of true intent.
It was truly a pleasant surprise.
After thinking about it, Xie Junlin looked at his attribute panel.
[Host: Xie Junlin]
[Identity: Fourth Young Master of Sword God Mountain Villa, disciple of Wudang Mountain]
[Obtained halo: 100 times cultivation halo, 100 times emotion halo, 100 times comprehension halo]
[Cultivation Stage: Third-rate Stage (81/120)]
[Cultivation Method and Martial Skill: Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill (Mastery Stage)]
Twisting Finger Soft Sword Technique (True Meaning Realm)
Thirteen Swords of the Gate of God (True Meaning Realm)
Wudang Pure Yang Fist (Beginner)
Xie Junlin looked at his attribute panel and could not help but reveal a trace of satisfaction.
In two weeks, he had reached the third-rate realm and had two first-rate sword techniques of the True Meaning realm.
Such an achievement was definitely at the top of the world.
"Song Qingshu, no matter what trump card you have, you will still be defeated by me.”
(Please give me some flowers that I don't need.)
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