Iron Sword Sect, Skill Teaching Pavilion.
There were four levels in the cultivation imparting pavilion.
Only the sect leader and his personal disciples could enter the fourth level.
As a servant disciple, Ning Chuan could only choose cultivation techniques on the first level.
……
"The time to choose a cultivation technique is an incense stick worth of time.”
The elder of the Training Pavilion checked Ning Chuan's waist token and said without looking up.
Ning Chuan smiled and agreed. He quickly entered the first floor of the cultivation pavilion and began to choose.
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The first level of the Cultivation Teaching Pavilion was not very big. There were only a few bookshelves.
Looking around, there were only a dozen secret manuals on the bookshelf. It could be said to be extremely shabby.
Ning Chuan had just entered when he saw a few servant disciples choosing cultivation methods.
Ning Chuan casually picked up the secret manuals on the bookshelf and began to read them.
Boy skill.
Qi Channeling Technique.
Iron Palm.
Thirty-six Flying Swallow Sword Techniques.
Eight Trigrams Steps.
Sword Drawing Technique.
Verdure Glider…
As Ning Chuan flipped through the secret manuals, his brows furrowed together.
This was because these so-called inner force cultivation methods and martial arts techniques were indeed ordinary.
He only had the Child Technique and the Qi Drawing Formula.
Ning Chuan naturally wouldn't choose the Child Technique. Although the Child Technique was faster to cultivate, Ning Chuan didn't want to be an old man.
Although the Qi Channeling Formula was the most basic inner force cultivation method in the martial arts world, it was peaceful and did not have the risk of Qi deviation.
As a person who lived in seclusion, he had to be steady.
There was no risk in cultivating this Qi Attracting Formula. Although the progress was a little slow, it was enough to offset the shortcomings of Ning Chuan's endless lifespan.
In his previous life, Ning Chuan remembered a saying, but he couldn't remember who said it.
This sentence went like this, even if a pig had an endless lifespan, this pig could cultivate to become an immortal.
At this moment.
Ning Chuan firmly believed this sentence.
It was it.
Very quickly.
Ning Chuan held the Qi Guiding Formula in his hand and continued to choose martial arts techniques.
Sword Drawing Technique?
Ning Chuan's gaze fell on the Sword Drawing Art, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.
This was because the Sword Drawing Art only had one page and only one move.
That's right!
It was just one move.
He drew his sword, drew his sword, and sheathed his sword!
There were only three simple movements that formed a move.
It was plain and unremarkable.
This was Ning Chuan's most direct feeling.
However, when Ning Chuan saw the notes on the Sword Drawing Technique, his eyes lit up.
Sword Drawing Technique: Ten years to get a glimpse of the path, twenty years to advance, thirty years to perfection, forty years to small success, sixty years to great success, hundred years to perfection.
[Note: Complete Sword Drawing, one sword can kill a Connate Cultivator.]
Seeing this, Ning Chuan was ecstatic. Without any hesitation, he put the Sword Drawing Skill into his bag.
Perhaps for others, the Sword Drawing Technique was an extremely useless sword technique, but for Ning Chuan, the Sword Drawing Technique was a perfect match for him.
Ning Chuan had nothing but immortality.
However, a mere hundred years was not worth mentioning to Ning Chuan.
However, what made Ning Chuan slightly puzzled was that since this sword drawing technique was so powerful, why was it placed on the first floor of the cultivation imparting pavilion for the servant disciples to choose from?
But the next moment, Ning Chuan understood the key.
Sword Drawing Perfection!
One sword could kill a Connate Cultivator!
It did sound like an invincible bull nose.
But how many mortals could live for a hundred years?
Not to mention a hundred years, just cultivating the Sword Drawing Art for ten years to get a glimpse of it was already enough to stop 99% of martial artists.
This kind of terrifying sword technique was basically an extremely useless martial technique to mortals.
If he hadn't mastered the Sword Drawing Art, he would have died of old age. What was the point of practicing it!
Indeed.
Just as Ning Chuan had guessed.
Bai Qinghe, the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect, had obtained this Sword Drawing Skill by chance in a secret cave in a valley.
At first, Bai Qinghe was ecstatic as if he had found a treasure.
However, after three years of hard work, he realized that his sword drawing technique had not improved at all.
Bai Qinghe finally believed what the manual said and had no choice but to give up on this terrifying sword technique.
It would be a pity to throw it away. It was useless to keep it. This sword drawing technique immediately became useless.
In the end, Bai Qinghe had no choice but to leave the Sword Drawing Technique on the first floor of the Technique Teaching Pavilion. He did not expect Ning Chuan to take advantage of him.
Ning Chuan chose his cultivation method and martial arts technique and did not stay any longer. He went straight to the elder of the Technique Teaching Pavilion to register it.
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"Sword Drawing Technique?"
"Are you sure you want to choose this martial technique?"
The elder of the Skill Teaching Pavilion frowned slightly as he looked at Ning Chuan.
"Disciple has decided to choose this sword drawing technique. Elder, please allow it.”
Ning Chuan smiled humbly.
"Alright, since it's your choice, don't regret it in the future.”
"These are the Blood Refinement Pills you obtained half a year ago.”
The elder threw a porcelain bottle containing the Blood Refinement Pill to Ning Chuan and registered him. He waved his hand and let Ning Chuan leave.
Ning Chuan didn't linger and turned to head towards the herb garden.
He watched Ning Chuan leave.
The elder of the Skill Teaching Pavilion sneered and said,""Another person who is aiming too high. Does he really think that he is some genius who can successfully cultivate the Sword Drawing Art?”
The elder shook his head helplessly.
He had seen many people like Ning Chuan over the years.
There were always people who chose to cultivate this Sword Drawing Technique, but without exception, they all returned with a long face, wasting years of their time.
He was already used to it.
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