The light and shadow in his hand flashed, and the Falling Cloud Sword appeared in his hand.
Yunchuan is sitting cross-legged on the futon in the hall like a wood-carved clay sculpture. Although he does not seem to be moving, he is actually madly deducing in his mind.
His current martial arts qualifications have already reached the level of the fifth-rank bloodline. Although compared to the sixth-rank bloodline, Xue Ruqing, who has the supreme talent, is still inferior, but in Yunchuan now that is enough With the accumulation of horror, it can also make him a multiplier effect with half the effort.
This is also an attempt by Yunchuan, which is of great significance to him. During his growth, the golden scroll has now saved him nearly a thousand years of time and allowed him to be reborn in just a few years. , Has grown from a young man with a weak crown to an existence that many older generations have to look up to.
But now, this step he has achieved is completely based on his own foundation accumulation. With the body of the Yuan fetal realm, he wants to achieve many Void Refining Realms and even Divine Passing Realms. One point, I want to create a martial arts technique based on my own background and accumulation.
However, Yunchuan had already realized the perfect state of many martial arts and techniques with the help of the golden ancient scroll before this, and he had already mastered all the subtleties in his chest, and brought him many extremely subtle aspects. Visionary insight.
The trip to the Devil's Palace, the fight against many outstanding figures and disciples in the various major sects, and the experience of the power of the giants in the supernatural power state, made his many insights collide in his heart.
The Void Dao Ze, let a flash of light in his mind, let him find an opportunity.
Adding these three together, Yunchuan now has the ability to do many things that the Void Refining Realm or even the Divine Power Realm could not do.
After sitting withered for half a month, Yun Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, and the Luoyun Sword in his hand suddenly drew forward with a sword. In between, a black space crack passed along the edge of the Luoyun Sword. For a moment, he squeezed into the invisible again.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Three swords in a row were drawn almost at the same time, and an incomparably amazing sharpness burst into the sky. Where the three swords crossed, three black lines appeared.
The black space crack appeared, and it didn’t dissipate for a long time, just like a wound appeared in the void. At a glance, one can feel an astonishing sharpness in it, as if there is a handle. The long sword has reached the top of his neck.
"but."
Yunchuan frowned slightly.
"I can feel that the power of the three swords I just wielded is not great. If it is based on the power, that is, the power around the lower ranks, I want to continue to improve the power, based on my current power. The accumulation of insights and foundations is impossible in a short period of time."
"but."
Yun Chuan stared at the space crack in the void that hasn't dissipated until now, with a strong confidence in his eyes: "But this martial art I created is not known for its power. These three swords Among them, it not only contains a lot of my previous accumulation, but also contains my somewhat superficial understanding of the Void Dao Ze, this martial skill created with the blade of the void as the foundation."
His eyes flickered, and there was confidence in his eyes. The martial art he created by accumulating so much background is worthy of the power to reach the lower grades, but as the founder, he naturally knows it. This martial art is not known for its power, but it combines the principles of the void and has other extraordinary features.
"This Void Dao can be said to be broad and profound, and the martial art I created, although now only has the power of the lower grades, but with the continuous improvement of my background, the Void Dao is As my comprehension continues to increase, the power of this martial skill will also increase, but now, the power of my martial skill is... Junior Brother Qin Ming, come to my hall."
Yunchuan’s eyes flickered, and the sound was transmitted to Qin Ming on Luoyun Island. Qin Ming now seems to be his manager on Luoyun Island. On weekdays, Qin Ming helps Yunchuan take care of everything. Chuan Neng retreats in peace of mind.
After a while, Qin Ming, who was a bit fatter than before, quickly trot into the hall. His position in the Sacred Sect of the Wild Heaven for this period of time can be said to have increased with the rise of Yunchuan, although it is still the same today. Still an outside disciple, but
It is because that even many inner disciples have improved their attitude a lot when they meet him, and they are in line with their peers.
As for the outer disciples who occupy the largest number of the Sacred Sect of the Wild Sky, most of them are in awe of him. The names of Qin Brothers made him smile, and before he met Yunchuan, he had never had such a thing. It can be said that he is at the lowest level of the entire Huangtian Saint Sect.
And all of this was brought to him by Yunchuan. The previous events in the Motian Divine Palace had already been heard by him. For the Senior Brother Yun who was in front of him too many nights before he started, now he is in his heart. Only gratitude and awe.
"Senior Brother Yun, are you out of the customs?"
Qin Ming ran into the hall. He knew Yunchuan was in retreat before, so he didn't dare to bother him. Now that Yunchuan passed on him, he rushed over immediately, with a simple smile on his fat face.
"Well, I just left the customs. This time I retreat, I created a new martial art. I want to find you to help me experiment."
Yunchuan smiled and said.
"Senior Brother Yun, you said you created a new martial skill instead of comprehending a martial skill?"
When Qin Ming heard Yun Chuan’s words, his eyes widened, his eyes showed an unbelievable look. He thought he had just misheard, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Brother Yun, it seems that Brother Yun’s visit to the Motian Temple It’s a great achievement. I don’t know what grade of martial arts Brother Yun has mastered and understood in the Motian Temple. If it’s a heaven-rank martial skill, I can’t bear it if Senior Brother Yun wants to ask me to try it."
Qin Ming's chubby neck stubbornly cringed, obviously thinking that Yun Chuan had acquired some high-rank martial skills in the Motian Divine Palace, and this retreat was for the purpose of practicing and mastering this new martial skill.
As for the newly created martial skill that Yunchuan said, he was genuine and believed that he had just heard it wrong. He created a martial skill. In his previous understanding, only those giant-level supernatural powers existed. The elder of Zong might have created a martial art by himself when there is some chance, but even if Yunchuan is too talented, he has amazing performance, in the end he is just a figure in the original birth stage. Among other things, the realm first shackled its vision.
(End of this chapter)