Chapter 23 Go to Baiyunduan
"You are now only a seventh-grade warrior, but the leader doesn't know that. He only knows that when you were baptized, you were only a fourth-grade warrior; but the leader still said that you can win. Do you know why?" Sun Yuandao
.
Fang Che frowned, this was the last thing he could figure out.
There is a big gap between the fourth grade warrior and the first grade martial artist.
Why does Yin Shen Palace say that I can win?
Why are you so sure?
Although he knows that I have good qualifications and practice quickly, after all, I only have less than twenty days left.
In twenty days, according to the normal progress, how many can be achieved?
Moreover, if you make progress, won’t the other party make progress?
"Because I accepted you as a disciple, and it has been full for less than twenty days. And the leader knows that when I accepted you as a disciple, you had just broken through to the first rank of warrior. When the leader saw you, it was only half a month, and you were already at the fourth rank of warrior. "
Sun Yuandao: "Your cultivation speed is rare in the world. This is one." "
Yes."
"The second is that their geniuses have been trained for more than a year. For the top leaders of our sect, It’s almost not a secret, and you, until now, no one knows except me and the leader and three worshipers. In other words, you are in the dark and they are in the open. Even if you defeat them, they will only think of it as guarding. He has a genius. The enemy is clear and we are hidden, and the odds of winning are two."
"It makes sense."
"The third thing is that the last time I saw you, the leader was also surprised that you had such good qualifications, so he and the three worshippers all treated you There is something taught; and when the leader issued the task this time, he once lamented that the last time he taught it, he had no idea of dealing with the geniuses of the three sects, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he got to this point. It was a mistake." "The leader and the others
. The teachings are all really good things, the best skills in the box. As long as you master it, it is not difficult to fight beyond the level. The chance of winning is three." "Understood." "The
last
point is... The leader believes that people are better than others. Life is full of opportunities; and you appeared at the right time. Just after you appeared, there was a task that required you to earn back face for the sect, and you had a certain chance of winning. Therefore, the leader believes that you may have something with you. Due to luck, maybe he is a noble person of our religion. So..." "
Ahem, cough, cough..."
Fang Che coughed.
I really didn't expect that the leader of the Yin Shen Palace, the Yixin Sect, the big devil wreaking havoc on the world, would be so superstitious.
It feels a bit gimmicky.
I almost couldn't control it.
But if you think about it, it’s really not surprising.
There is no need to come to the Yin Shen Palace to perform the baptism in person by yourself.
But just because of the action here, by chance, the Yin Shen Palace came and took charge.
One leader and four worshipers.
Such a high standard of religious baptism.
An ant disciple with such a low status and low cultivation level joins the religion.
It's not normal in itself, it seems to have some fatal flavor.
After coming here, due to his talent, the Yinshen Palace, which he originally didn't even plan to come to, actually taught him the swordsmanship for which he became famous.
They are bound to each other.
It can be considered a good relationship.
And then the action failed, he was ridiculed, and when he was about to fall behind the four religions, there happened to be another opportunity to defeat the opponent, and the person who executed this opportunity happened to be himself.
It must also be yourself.
Even before this, Yin Shen Palace had never even thought of dealing with the opponent's talented disciple.
He just showed up.
For the Yin Shen Palace to have this kind of "sense of fate and luck", is it really... quite appropriate?
Thinking of this, Fang Che also had an idea: This is fate!
...
"These are three warrior-level Bi Ling Pills that the leader has rewarded you with. Taking one of these Bi Ling Pills can increase your cultivation by ten years. I will teach you how to refine it later. These are ten strains of Bigan grass. It can assist in training. These are three green flowers. Taking them can enhance your spiritual consciousness. This is a sword, given by the leader himself. It is secretly made by the head teacher. It is a wind steel sword that has never been stained with blood." "This sword has never been stained with blood.
" With the charm of wind, the sword can increase the speed and sharpness. It is rare in the world, you should cherish it."
Fang Che's heart moved.
His eyes couldn't help but become eager.
Fenggang Sword, I also had one in my previous life.
It was just that later on, when my cultivation level became too high, I could not withstand the huge impact of spiritual power infusion, and it was damaged in the battle with a powerful enemy.
But for warriors with imperial level cultivation, it is a coveted weapon!
Increase the shooting speed and sharpness, and when you draw the sword, you will feel like you are riding the wind.
It feels great in hand.
"These resources are almost enough for you to break through the martial arts."
Sun Yuan said tentatively.
Panacea and panacea are the best, but after all, they are still three levels away from breaking through as a martial artist. Eighth grade, ninth grade, perfect.
And it also requires every level of perception, state of mind, and combat experience.
Moreover, the elixir does have so much medicinal power, but it also depends on the individual's qualifications and how much it can absorb. Generally speaking, if you can absorb six or seven for your own use, it is very good.
Other medicinal powers will escape into the air.
"That's enough!"
Fang Che didn't have much idea.
He has all the insights and experiences, and his state of mind is even more transcendent. Below the Emperor level, there is no bottleneck at all.
"That girl's qualifications are pretty good. I'm going to train her."
Fang Che started to play tricks on her: "Master, please don't worry about it. I want her to be completely mine."
Sun Yuanxin understood and smiled with a lewd expression and said: "You know a lot."
Fang Che coughed. This old guy must have completely misunderstood.
What I said belongs entirely to me and is not the same thing as your obscene smile.
"From the body to the mind and consciousness, including every step of improvement, you have to imprint it."
Sun Yuan squinted and smiled: "This is a good plan. When you use it in the future, it will be more comfortable and more... enjoyable." "...
"
Fang Che had a black streak on his head.
Old sex batch!
I am an honorable man and I look down on you!
"As a teacher, I just don't interfere. You have been training me since childhood."
"Uh... Master also needs you to make a note for me about the personal maid."
Fang Che said this with great skill.
Just to make a note, I have a personal maid. In this way, Ye Meng is exempted from the baptism of religion and exists as an accessory to himself.
And in the future, you can stay or leave as you like, it all depends on your mood.
This is a trick.
Sun Yuan agreed without any hesitation. For him, as a priest, this little thing can be done by himself without going through anyone. He only needs to add a word.
"Okay, I'll take care of this, and you can prepare for the war with peace of mind."
"Yes."
On that day, Fang Che took a Bi Ling Dan and a Bi Ling flower and began to digest the power of the medicine.
Sun Yuan protected him at the door.
He saw a whirlpool suddenly forming around Fang Che, and countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth roared in, endlessly pouring into Fang Che's body.
Sun Yuan was shocked at first.
I am Cao!
Is this the training of a seventh-level warrior?
Eye-opening. Eye-opening.
As soon as the Bi Ling Dan enters the throat, infinite spiritual energy begins to fill the internal organs, radiating towards the meridians throughout the body, and continues to radiate until it enters the intestines and stomach.
Every part of the body is filled with spiritual energy.
As the countless scriptures circulate over and over again, these spiritual energy are absorbed into the Dantian from the meridians, and then go around for a week, becoming their own power.
The bottleneck of the seventh level warrior was filled almost instantly.
Then, he rushed over with overwhelming force and entered the eighth level of the warrior. Then the spiritual power regrouped and started to circulate again, and the spiritual power of the Dantian became full again.
With a bang, a new acupoint was broken through.
Promoted to the ninth level of Samurai.
By the time Fang Che had absorbed a Bi Ling Dan, he had reached the ninth level of warrior perfection.
Moreover, the spiritual consciousness has also been doubled, which is the power of Bi Linghua.
Fang Che only felt comfortable all over and his mind was extremely clear.
Standing up, there was a crackling sound in the bones all over his body.
Standing up and walking out the door, he saw Sun Yuan's shocked face.
"Ninth Level Perfection?"
"Yes."
Sun Yuan trembled, bared his teeth and forced himself to calm down, and said: "It's not bad, it's not beyond my expectations." He quickly turned his head and said: "I'm here to confront you, my master. Practice for a while to release the medicinal power."
"Okay!"
It was evening.
Early in the morning.
After finishing the sparring exercise, Sun Yuan made an excuse and left in a hurry.
no way.
After suppressing his cultivation to the same level as his apprentice, he actually couldn't beat his apprentice.
Not only that, he secretly raised his cultivation level to the first level of martial arts, and actually... got beaten!
Where does this make sense?
So he secretly mentioned the third level of martial arts again before suppressing the apprentice.
Sun Yuan felt that he had lost all face.
Although fighting with his apprentice, sometimes he could actually feel "inspired" when using his moves, which was a real benefit...
But Sun Yuan felt even more uncomfortable because of this.
Who is the master and who is the apprentice?
So...
"From now on, you can practice by yourself. Master believes that you can do it. I will continue to look for cultivation materials for you." Barely maintaining
his last demeanor and the majesty of 'Master', Sun Yuan left a word and ran away. .
Originally, I wanted to point out Ye Meng and show my sense of existence.
But now I just have no idea.
Fang Che's guidance should be better than his own guidance...
"Having a genius apprentice is really...unspeakably sad."
...
Fang Che spent five days absorbing three Bi Ling Dan, Three biling flowers, and as for the bicanthus, he planted them in the yard.
This is used to gather spiritual energy.
Under each pecan grass, Fang Che placed two pieces of the monster's core.
The spiritual energy in the entire courtyard is getting stronger and stronger.
Yemeng Fang Qianyi and the two maids feel the fresh air and radiant face every day.
Five days later, Fang Che pushed his cultivation level directly to the third level of martial arts!
peak.
Fang Qian smiled crookedly.
Especially after competing with his son, and being tortured despite being held to the same standard of cultivation... Fang Qianyi was even more grinning from ear to ear.
"What a genius! As expected of me!"
He was proficient in swordsmanship.
In the past few days, Ye Meng was beaten forty or fifty times and scolded two hundred and sixty-three times by Fang Che.
Now Ye Meng is completely confused.
Because Fang Che's scolding made sense.
Every time after being beaten or scolded, I would go back to my room and think about it, and I would feel that this was the right thing to do.
According to what Fang Che said, his combat power was indeed increasing rapidly.
So Ye Meng fell into self-doubt again.
Because Fang Che didn't take any action, Ye Meng had no information to pass on, and everything was very dull.
Fang Che had no intention of exposing the opponents that Yixin taught him to deal with right now.
Because he had just received the news, if they were exposed now, he would almost be the target without any suspicion.
"The time is still long, take your time and play."
The days passed day by day.
Soon, it was July every year, the day when the martial arts academy recruits students.
Martial arts students from all over the country began to gather towards Baiyun Continent.
Southeast Baiyun Martial Arts Academy!
As the saying goes.
Practice heroism and hold your head high beside the white clouds!
Among the top eight martial arts schools in the world, Baiyun Wushu Academy is ranked fifth.
It is one of the top.
The entire Southeast Road, seven states and fifty-six cities are within the scope of enrollment.
"After you go, don't forget to contact your cousin. Your cousin is a top student at Baiyun Martial Arts Academy. With him there, mother will feel relieved."
Fang Qianyi kept nagging while packing her bags.
"I understand, mother."
Fang Che agreed repeatedly: "Mother, I left you five hundred monster cores and a small bag of spiritual crystals. You should stop going on missions in the future and concentrate on practicing at home. Don't worry about me. You go out to fight life and death, and you are uneasy."
"Well... I have to do something anyway." "
I think you should practice. If you are injured or something, I will be uneasy. In the martial arts academy It's easy for things to go wrong. I'm young and can't calm down. I won't be able to come back without a holiday after I go. What if I get beaten to death or disabled?"
Fang Che threatened.
Fang Qianyi's hair stood on end. She tapped her son's head with her fingers and said, "Then I'll try not to go out." "Yes. Just
practice in my yard. I'm planting the green grass given by Master." Roots can gather spiritual energy."
Fang Che also felt relieved.
As long as Fang Qianyi doesn't go out into the mountains and forests, she is basically invincible in Bibo City with her Grandmaster cultivation.
But if he goes out... To be honest, the cultivation level of an innate great master is really nothing.
There are countless masters out there, and any king-level person can be killed with just one slap.
Fang Qianyi was frightened, and Fang Che began to make preparations.
He has a lot of money, and the entire Su family's property is in his hands for "temporary safekeeping." This financial resource is probably second to none among all the new and old students in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.
The martial arts academy stipulates that no new students are allowed to be picked up or dropped off.
You have to set out on your own to make this journey.
"From now on, you are no longer a child under your parents' knees, but a warrior in the world."
This is the rule of the martial arts academy.
There are various assessments along the way.
The assessment is graded.
If you score more than 100 points, you will be admitted without taking the exam; if you score more than 200 points, you will be admitted without taking the exam.
Those who arrive safely at the martial arts academy will be ranked according to points, and the top 100 will compete in a martial arts battle to compete for the position of 'White Cloud Champion'.
The next morning.
Fang Che was dressed in black, with a long robe covering his body. He was tall and straight, with a straight back.
The maid Ye Meng who was brought with her was dressed in a pink dress and stood with her hands hanging by her side.
The carriage came over and four boxes were placed on top.
Ye Meng reached out to lift the car curtain.
Fang Che's black clothes fluttered and he entered in one step.
The night dream then lowered its head and entered.
The charioteer gave a shout, and the horse raised its hooves and began to move slowly.
Under Fang Qianyi and Fang Zhenghang's reluctant gazes and earnest instructions, the carriage slowly left the compound.
The wind suddenly picked up, raising a cloud of dust.
Fang Che's thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he sat upright, looking ahead at a road extending.
His eyes are faint, his face is calm, and his heart is like a flat lake and a quiet sea.
He himself knew that at this moment, he had truly started his journey.
It's exactly this:
With the spirit of the clouds in mind, I test my sword to the southeast;
now the wind and rain are gone, I hold my head high above the white clouds.
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[The first volume is finished, and the second volume will be updated at 5:30 pm. 】
There are still few people to follow up, so let’s accumulate the number of people first.
(End of chapter)