One month later, Li Fuchen had practiced six yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the state of supernatural transformation.
Such a speed is enough to shock the world.
Although the yellow-level low-level swordsmanship is the basic swordsmanship in the basic swordsmanship, it also contains the principles of swordsmanship. Maximum power.
It is not difficult to cultivate the yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the realm of furnace fire, but if you want to integrate your own understanding of swordsmanship and reach the realm of supernaturalization, the difficulty has increased several times or even ten times.
Not a person with amazing talents, one month, a year, or even a few years, don't even think about practicing a yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the realm of supernatural transformation.
A dull person, maybe they don't want to practice a yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the utmost in this life.
This is not something that time can solve.
In the first month, Li Fuchen had six yellow-level low-level swordsmanships to reach his extraordinary level, the second month was seven, the third month was nine, and the fourth month was twelve.
The farther to the back, the faster Li Fuchen's comprehension speed.
"crack!"
The figure swept away from the fine iron ore, and at the moment when he surpassed the fine iron ore, Li Fuchen pulled out the profound iron sword, without looking at it, a backhand sword smashed the fine iron ore behind him.
This sword was stronger than a normal one, the fine iron ore cracked a hole, and the rubble flew around.
Landing, standing, slowly retracting the sword.
Li Fuchen let out a sigh of air and secretly said: There are thousands of different swordsmanship, but the most important part is the same. It is nothing more than to maximize the speed, skill or power of swordsmanship.
Another month passed.
This month, Li Fuchen altogether cultivated 18 yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to a superb level, six more than last month.
At the same time, Li Fuchen's cultivation made a natural breakthrough to the five layers of the Guiyuan realm.
But Li Fuchen knew that his cultivation speed was not fast.
The few Tianjiao who had been with him had reached the five-fold realm of Guiyuan realm, especially Yuwentian, who had broken through to the six-fold realm of Guiyuan realm two months ago.
Those with excellent roots have greater advantages in the later stages.
With his amazing insight, Li Fuchen's cultivation speed can compete with the four-star root bone, but compared with the five-star root bone, it is still a lot worse.
According to the historical records of the Canglan Sect, the five-star root bone can usually break through to the earth evil at about twenty-two years old, while the four-star root bone usually reaches the age of twenty-five, a difference of about three years.
Of course, it is also a four-star root bone. According to different understandings, the time to break through the earth evil realm is still fast or slow. The fastest one will break through at the age of twenty-two, which is equivalent to a five-star root bone.
However, the breakthrough record of Canglan Sect's five-star root bone is 18 years old, and this record has been broken for decades.
The road is long and long, Li Fuchen has a good mentality, he doesn't need to compare with others, his only opponent is himself.
As long as he surpasses one limit after another, he firmly believes that he can set foot on the peak of martial arts and dominate the world.
Nei Zong regional canteen.
"Brother Yuwen, congratulations on defeating Senior Brother Tiefeng."
"Brother Tiefeng has the eightfold cultivation base of the Returning Yuan realm, but he is still not the enemy of Brother Yuwen with a hundred moves. Perhaps, in less than a year, Brother Yuwen can become one of the top ten disciples of Nei Zong."
At a dining table, two Nei Zong disciples were having a meal with Yu Wentian, and the two praised them very much.
Yuwentian's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "It's nothing to defeat Tiefeng, he is only a third-class disciple of the inner sect."
"You can't say that. The more you can defeat Senior Brother Tiefeng at the two-tier realm, not everyone can do it. The entire inner sect can do no more than ten."
"Yes, after all, Brother Tiefeng has been a disciple of the inner sect for more than ten years, and he has accumulated quite a lot.
"By the way, Brother Yuwen, have you ever heard that the inner disciple named Li Fuchen has an appointment with Senior Brother Liao Tianjun for a year."
"I can't help myself." A cold light flashed in Yu Wentian's eyes when he mentioned Li Fuchen.
He is a proud person, and losing to Li Fuchen is a thorn in his heart. Every time he thinks about it, he loses control of his mind.
The two were observing their words, knowing that Yu Wentian was upset. One of them mocked Li Fuchen and said: "It's overwhelming. Brother Liao Tianjun is a second-class disciple of the inner sect, and his cultivation level is four times higher than that of Li Fuchen. Who does he think he is? , Even when Senior Brother Jianchi was in the Guiyuan realm, he couldn't beat the second-class inner sect disciple beyond the four realms."
"Blindly arrogant, will only kill oneself, Fengyuntai is not a place of kindness."
The two severely belittled Li Fuchen.
"I hope he won't be too severely disabled on Fengyuntai, otherwise I will lose a lot of fun."
Although he had lost to Li Fuchen, Yuwentian didn't put Li Fuchen in his eyes.
He has five-star roots and bones, and he has cultivated for a long time.
This gap will get bigger and bigger, and within a few years, there will be no intersection between him and Li Fuchen.
After all, in a few more years, he will be a warrior of the Earth Evil Realm. What will be the intersection between a warrior of the Earth Evil Realm and a warrior of the Yuan Dynasty
Seventh month.
Li Fuchen comprehended twenty-six yellow-level low-level swordsmanship.
Close to one door a day.
In the second half of the eighth month, Li Fuchen had exchanged one hundred yellow-level low-level swordsmanships, all of which were in the realm of supernatural transformation.
One hundred swordsmanship, created by one hundred people, can be called hundreds of swordsmanship.
At this moment, Li Fuchen only felt that there were a hundred people in his mind using swordsmanship, something that could not be described in words was growing and growing.
"break!"
In the yard, Li Fuchen held a profound iron sword and pierced the fine iron ore with a simple straight stab.
Hum!
The mysterious aura radiated. Li Fuchen's sword was obviously just a simple straight stab, but it gave people a kaleidoscopic feeling. If someone confronts Li Fuchen at this moment, it is very likely that there will be a misjudgment.
Kerala!
The finely-divided ore sputtered in a spiral shape, and a nearly perfect hole appeared in the refined iron ore that was as tall as a person.
"The sword moves with the heart, the heart moves with the sword, the sword and the heart are united, and they are all invincible."
A gleam of enlightenment flashed in Li Fuchen's heart.
One day passed, two days passed, Li Fuchen has been immersed in this mysterious state.
At the beginning of the ninth month, Li Fuchen began to practice meteor swordsmanship.
I don't know if it was Li Fuchen's illusion. He felt that his meteor swordsmanship had come to life, and he had his own breathing.
Moreover, there was only one strike from the Meteor Sword, but countless possibilities have evolved.
Just like a meteor shower, there are countless meteors. Although each meteor is similar, the final point of landing is completely different.
Puff puff puff puff...
On the refined iron ore, with the burst of light, holes appeared one by one.
"break!"
Countless streamers disappeared, and the last streamer appeared.
The speed of this streamer reached a limit, and it seemed to freeze quickly.
Boom!
A beautiful and shocking sound sounded, and the refined iron ore was penetrated by a sword. Because the speed of the sword was too fast, the spattered ore was no longer finely divided ore, but powder.
With a sword, all the ore blocking it in front of it turned into powder.