The second-grade martial arts corresponds to the acquired realm, and the third-grade martial arts naturally corresponds to the innate realm.
The Six Meridians Divine Sword is a third-level martial arts? This was an unexpected surprise to Xue Wusuan.
"System, how many levels are there in the Six Meridians Divine Sword? How many Soul Points are needed to reach the full level?"
"Beep! "Six Meridians Divine Sword" has nine levels in total, and each level requires 20 soul points."
"Full points! I have already entered the innate realm, how can I not have a third-level method? Isn't it just 180 points? I bought it!"
"Beep! After practicing the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" to perfection, 180 dead soul points will be deducted. The host will have 930 dead soul points left."
Xue Wusuan was curious, how powerful was the fully-leveled Six Meridians Divine Sword, and how did it compare with the firearms in the original world?
Immediately, with a thought in his mind, he raised his hand and fired with ten fingers. Ten finger lights of different colors shot out from his fingertips. They merged into a huge ancient sword in mid-air, and passed through the wall in the blink of an eye.
A huge crater with a depth of two feet and a diameter of one foot was exploded outside the wall!
"Hahaha! I'm afraid this thing is not much worse than a small steel cannon, right? It is indeed a third-level martial arts!"
Xue Wusuan felt happy, but he did not care about the feelings of the monks of Tianlong Temple in the main hall.
After just a few glances, they learned the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" that they had studied for most of their lives? And it was so powerful when used. Also, what happened to the illusion of the ancient sword that just disappeared in a flash?
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Only Master Kurong was the first to come back to his senses. He loudly proclaimed the Buddha's name, but he sighed in his heart. He said secretly: Turn your fingers into a sword. It turns out that the highest realm recorded in ancient books really exists. No wonder Mingming
It's fingering but it should be called swordsmanship. It turns out that the root is here.
"Amitabha. Since the donor has learned the Six Meridians Divine Sword, can you return the original to Tianlong Temple?"
Xue Wusuan naturally doesn't care. The sword diagram is no longer useful to him. Even if he wants to pass it on to others in the future, he can just ask the system to make a copy. However, since he has come to Tianlong Temple, he will not empty them out.
How?
"It is useless for me to ask for this sword diagram, so I can naturally return it to you. But I need twenty martial arts in exchange for it."
"Donors should not push too far into the future, as they must be aware that the consequences of a weak heart will be a snake swallowing an elephant."
Xue Wusuan laughed and said to Sikong Xuan behind him: "Old monk Ku Rong said that we want the snake to swallow the elephant. Go and show these frogs in the well who is the elephant."
Sikong Xuan raised his hands in agreement. He walked out and said to a group of monks from Tianlong Temple, "Sikong Xuan, I'm here to teach you the methods of the monks!"
Monk Benyin jumped out. He and Sikong Xuan had fought against each other before. How could he be afraid because of the huge gap?
"My previous defeat at your hands is just a chance to avenge you!" Sikong Xuan said, raising his hand and striking out with an "iron palm". Now, under the guidance of Xue Wusuan, he has mastered the "Small Wu Xiang Gong" in just ten days.
There is a small success, and the internal energy in the body has become extremely pure in forty years, and I am about to confirm what I have learned.
"Bang" The two palms met, and the monk was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party's strength would be so much stronger in just over a month. The internal energy was not only pure, but also extremely peaceful and thick, like Taoist internal energy. In addition, he had been talking to Jiumo before
Zhi had consumed a lot of his internal energy after a fight, but now he was completely helpless against Sikong Xuan!
The two of them fought back and forth for a full stick of incense, before Sikong Xuan took advantage of Ben Yin's internal strength to be exhausted and stamped it hard on Ben Yin's chest with a palm.
"Hmph! Despicable, you can't win without force!" The one who spoke out was Duan Zhengming, who has now entered the realm of Buddhism.
Xue Wusuan was not an upright person to begin with. He only wanted results, and he didn't care whether he was despicable or not. But he didn't want to weaken his momentum, so he waved Sikong Xuan to kneel down in front of him. Then he pressed his palm on Sikong Xuan's face.
With a thought in his head, two years of true energy was transferred into Sikong Xuan's body.
You must know that true energy is not internal force, there is an essential difference between the two. Now that true energy has entered Sikong Xuan's body, because his realm is only acquired, it quickly disperses into internal force, but it is pure internal force that has lasted twenty years
!In one fell swoop, Sikong Xuan was transformed into a super master with sixty years of pure inner strength!
"You can fight again until the monks at Tianlong Temple are convinced."
Forcibly suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Sikong Xuan asked: "Sir, what if the monk is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat?"
"It's your first day to hang out? Whoever refuses to admit defeat will die!"
"Yes! I understand!"
As soon as Xue Wusuan said these words, the hall became much more solemn. They were all masters, so they could naturally tell that Xue Wusuan just pressed his hands on Sikong Xuan's head to initiate initiation. In addition to being surprised and suspicious, he was guessing what Xue Wusuan had given to Sikong Xuan.
How much internal strength did he have, but he spoke so loudly, pretending to kill them.
"Sikong Xuan also hopes that Emperor Baoding will give you some advice!"
Just now, Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding said that Sikong Xuan could win without force. Sikong Xuan was no longer what he used to be, so naturally he was the first to find Duan Zhengming.
"Hmph! It's just a matter of sharpening one's skills before the battle. It just depends on how capable you are!"
After saying this, the two sides started fighting. This time, Sikong Xuan only used less than half a stick of incense before he printed two palms on Duan Zhengming's chest and abdomen. The latter vomited blood and fell to the ground, not to mention seriously injured.
"Is there any other monk who is willing to teach me?" Sikong Xuan asked with murderous intent.
He had actually held back just now. If it weren't for the fact that Duan Zhengming was the emperor, he would have killed the opponent with the second palm. As long as there are still monks who dare to stand up, he will definitely kill people to establish his authority this time.
Duan Zhengming's strength is not inferior to that of the monks of Tianlong Temple, and is even better than the original cause. He lost, and the other monks all looked at the monk Ku Rong in the middle. It is estimated that he only needs to save the face of Tianlong Temple.
I can rely on this humble monk.
Kurong sighed, knowing that there was no room for Tianlong Temple to turn around today. So what if he defeated Sikong Xuan? How should he face the terrifying Lord Yama behind him? The outcome was already doomed.
"Amitabha, the donor, please let it go. Our Tianlong Temple is not Shaolin, and we don't have that many exquisite martial arts for the donor to consult."
Xue Wusuan waved his hand to Sikong Xuan to retreat. Monk Ku Rong was convinced.
"If there aren't twenty, there should be ten, right?"
"That's all. In my opinion, let's find the ten best martial arts books for the donor to check."
Xue Wusuan laughed loudly and said: "Okay! Old monk Ku Rong is quite sensible. Forget it, I don't ask for it in vain. I will leave this Tianshan plum-breaking hand to you as incense money."
Sikong Xuan, who was standing next to him, was so excited that he saw the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, which is the top martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect. It is not inferior to the Yiyangzhi. But it is cheap for these monks.
One book was exchanged for ten. Xue Wu was not at a loss. More importantly, he also got a third-level martial arts. The trip to Tianlong Temple was a good harvest.
Before leaving, Xue Wusuan seemed to have remembered something. He looked at Duan Zhengming who was recovering from his injuries with a smile and said: "Go back and tell your brother Duan Zhengchun that I will go to him in my free time to talk about my experience in cheating women."
.Let him teach you without hesitation! Hahaha!"
Come arrogantly, leave arrogantly. All the monks in Tianlong Temple were left looking at each other with sad expressions.
Monk Benxiang sighed: "Hey, when did such a terrifying figure appear in the martial arts world? I don't know how much trouble it will cause."
"People who are both good and evil are the most difficult to predict. However, I don't think this person has any murderous intentions towards Tianlong Temple. After leaving, he will be satisfied and will not come back again. We will seize the time to evolve the Six Meridian Divine Sword Sword Formation