"Do you want to use the Triple Speed Martial Arts Cultivation Card for one year?”
"Use it."
Immediately, Lin Xuan felt that his comprehension of the Sword Drawing Technique was much faster than before.
"Tsk!"
slashed down
The sound of the sword rang out, and the wind and snow within three feet of him were cut apart. After a moment, they recovered.
The second sword slashed down, and the healed snow was cut open again.
"Still not condensed enough."
He muttered to himself and continued to strike. The third strike only cut through the snowstorm within two feet of him.
Human power had its limits, but the power of heaven and earth was endless. Even the most profound zhenqi would have its limits.
If one were to release one's true qi aimlessly during a battle, using one hundred percent of one's true qi to achieve the effect of one tenth of one's true qi, it would be a flaw.
What Lin Xuan wanted to do was to use 10% true qi to achieve the effect of 100% true qi.
Don't get half the results with twice the effort
As long as you get twice the result with half the effort
To achieve this effect, one had to waste as little True Qi as possible and condense it to the extreme.
At the same time, it was also in line with the essence of the Sword Drawing Art.
Unmoving like a mountain, moving like lightning, unstoppable, and unstoppable. He pursued the ultimate killing blow.
Instead of wasting his zhenqi on many useless moves.
one hit kill
A sword to the throat
The sword qi had to be sharp enough, thick enough, and overbearing enough to overwhelm the other party with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas.
How could he do all this?
no other
Only practice more
There was no other way.
slashed out
sheathed his sword
Immediately, he slashed out with his sword again
As if I don't know fatigue
Every sword needed to extract a large amount of true qi. Four hours later, the pure pure Yang true qi in Lin Xuan's body for more than 30 years was exhausted.
He sat cross-legged and circulated the fifth level of his cultivation technique to slowly recover his True Qi and temper his body.
After practicing the sword for another two hours, he changed to practicing the folding force of the soft palm, then the finger technique, fist technique, and leg technique.
Leg techniques and lightness skills complemented each other, and he practiced them at the same time. Other than the Cloud Ladder, which he mainly cultivated, he also chose a good cultivation technique that was most suitable for traveling.
If he didn't practice more martial arts, wouldn't it be a waste of this three-fold Cultivation Card?
However, in the path of martial arts, one method could lead to ten thousand methods. It benefited from the profound attainments of the Sword Drawing Art and the Soft Palm.
As a result, when he cultivated other martial arts, his progress was extremely fast. He would often be able to cultivate a martial art to Small Success in seven or eight days.
As a result, a strange scene appeared on Wudang Mountain. While the other second-generation and third-generation disciples were still practicing the Sunrise Single Qi Sword and other sword techniques, the other disciples were still practicing the Sunrise Single Qi Sword.
The youngest junior brother among the second-generation disciples had already gone to Wudang's library every now and then.
Every time, he would bring back a large pile of martial arts manuals, and every few days, he would bring back another pile.
That terrifying cultivation speed left everyone dumbstruck.
It was to the extent that it alarmed Lin Xuan's master. When this Wudang sect master called his disciple to the True Martial Hall, he really planned to persuade his precious disciple not to aim too high and cultivate step by step.
In the end, before he could say anything, he saw Lin Xuan use Wudang martial arts to perfection in front of Zhenwu Great Emperor.
The Wudang Sect Leader immediately swallowed the words he wanted to say and put on a smile."My good disciple, I heard that you have been particularly diligent in your cultivation recently. I specially called you here today to ask what you want to eat. In the future, I will ask your Third Senior Sister to make it for you every day.”
This matter was left unsettled. Later on, Wang Zhonglou simply handed the key to the library pavilion to Lin Xuan.
He told him to get whatever martial arts he wanted to practice.
This treatment was unique in Wudang Sect and no one else had it.
In the blink of an eye, winter passed and spring came. The sun shone high in the sky, and all living things were revived. The grass and trees shone brightly, and the streams and rivers on the mountains were thawed. The ice and snow melted, and the rolling snow poured into the valley.
The water roared and rushed down the mountain, forming a spectacular waterfall. It was like an angry dragon that wanted to vent its frozen anger.
at the foot of the mountain
A figure was practicing his fist technique. A strong and fierce fist force exploded, and a strong wind blew. He punched out, and the fist force transformed into a fierce tiger that soared into the sky.
Then, he dispersed his fist force and formed a hand seal. He waved his hands like he was holding the moon in the water and stepped forward. His sleeves fluttered and his true qi surged. He used a set of exquisite Moon Holding Palm, and the palm shadows were layered.
After hundreds of moves, he turned his palm into a finger and pointed it in the void. Pure Yang Genuine Qi gathered and formed a set of pure Yang sword fingers. It was fierce and domineering, and could pierce through golden cave stones.
He tapped the tip of his toes and stepped into the air. He rose into the wind and swept his right leg horizontally, sending sand and stones flying. The true qi in his dantian spread out. With a long roar, the mountains shook and the shadow of his leg crossed the sky. In an instant, he flew over ten feet.
He circulated the Pure Yang Technique and spread out his arms. His sleeves puffed out a gust of wind, and his body rose to 70 to 80 feet in the air. Then, he fell down fiercely. Before he landed on the ground, his body leaned back and his entire body swept backward.
It was the Wudang Cloud Ladder. In his hands, it was used to perfection, left and right, up and down, moving like a ghost.
With a tap of his toes, his body shot up into the sky. When he was twenty to thirty feet high, he unsheathed the sword on his back and turned into a stream of light as he retreated.
"Boom!"
The three-foot-long sword descended from the sky and landed on the ground at the foot of the mountain. In an instant, a terrifying sword qi exploded, drowning a radius of 100 feet. Dust soared into the sky, and a sword qi storm roared.
The birds and animals in the surrounding mountains were frightened by this commotion and let out mournful cries.
After a few breaths, the storm dissipated, and a figure flew over with the wind. He landed at the foot of the mountain and casually waved his hand. The Light Condensing Sword stabbed into the ground turned into a stream of light and entered the scabbard on his back.
"Martial Nephew, your martial arts are improving.”
The Youngest Uncle rode the green bull and slowly walked over from the small path. After several months, he had returned to his carefree appearance in the past.
Youngest Uncle sized up the Taoist priest in a green Taoist robe. His hair was tied up in a Taoist hat, his face was thin, his eyebrows were like swords, and his sleeves were long and straight. His entire body emitted a sharp aura.
It was like a peerless divine sword that had been unsheathed, showing off its sharpness without any restraint.
Even a blind person could see that this bearing was definitely not from the pool.
"Little Uncle-Master, why do you have the time to come down and take a look?”
Lin Xuan asked with a smile.
"I was tired of staying on the mountain, so I thought of coming down for a walk and bringing the green bull to find some fresh grass to eat.”
Youngest Uncle flipped over and got off the cow's back.
"Little Martial Uncle, your green cow only knows how to eat grass every day and doesn't dare to do anything. Why don't you kill it and eat beef?”
The young Taoist priest's gaze fell on the green bull."The meat quality will definitely be excellent."
The green bull was originally very human. When he was sized up by his gaze, he subconsciously shivered and hid behind his Youngest Uncle, not daring to show his face.
"I can't eat it."
"I was hoping that it would carry me up and down the mountain, and I could even carry some wild fruits in autumn."”
"Moo!"
The green bull seemed to understand and hurriedly mooed, as if agreeing with Youngest Uncle's words, indicating that it was very useful.
"I was just teasing you. You really believed me."
Lin Xuan could not help but laugh. Was he so terrifying?
Youngest Uncle patted the green bull's back, and the latter immediately drilled into the forest to find fresh grass to eat.
"Another spring."
Youngest Uncle was lying on a stool in the pavilion with his hands behind his head.
Because someone had died there, Youngest Uncle refused to lie down after knowing about it. He would rather feed the mosquitoes in the pavilion.
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