"Little Youlin?" Ling Qingyun was stunned for a moment as if Mr. Wei, who had reported his name, and left as if he had disappeared out of thin air, and then showed a strange look.

Last time in the Trial Tower, this Mr. Wei had given him a test, that is, to find him in the academy, but now he actually directly told him where he was, just waiting for Ling Qingyun to come to visit, this old man's desire to accept apprentices was so urgent?

In all fairness, Ling Qingyun had a good impression of this old gentleman, the other party was immortal, quite a superior demeanor, and at the same time amiable, which would not make people feel angry, and more importantly, he had mastered the Nanming Academy's mastery of Yanbo Sword Technique, and worshipping him as a teacher would definitely make Ling Qingyun's swordsmanship go by day.

There is not much paranoia about apprenticeship Ling Qingyun, as long as the other party is not a treacherous person, it is natural that the master is the teacher, and Wei Lan, who is a strong person in the academy, is undoubtedly the master.

But he was also a little helpless.

"That little forest isn't a good place to go. Ling Qingyun muttered, the small secluded forest is the bamboo forest on the west side of Nanming Lake, which is the place of trials in the academy, where there is a maze, which often makes the intruder dizzy and hit the head and break the bloodstream, in addition to all kinds of traps, which are not intended to hurt people, but there are paralyzing poisonous needles, laughing powder, foul-smelling flower juice and other whole things, almost all freshmen have suffered here, and the recklessness of genius has been severely rubbed away.

And the new students seem to be wandering around only the outer area of the small secluded forest, which is surrounded by a stronger maze, it is said that there are even dragons and tigers roaring, and there are even resentful spirits crying in the middle of the night, all kinds of legends are creepy. In any case, the inner perimeter is definitely more troublesome and dangerous than the periphery, and there are usually no people who wander around, and it will take a few days to get out if you crash into it.

Ling Qingyun is a busy person, he has no time to wander around, he is also a cautious person, he is not willing to easily challenge the level that he is not sure of, and the eagerness in his heart has greatly decreased after thinking about this festival.

But when he opened the booklet, his expression suddenly became serious, this is a manuscript that has been around for many years, recording the author's experience of a certain martial art, including some original text patterns, annotations of sentences, as well as various difficulties and perceptions encountered on the way of cultivation, etc., that martial art is the Yanbo Sword Technique, and the author is Wei Lan.

Rao was with Ling Qingyun's calm and self-confidence, and his hands trembled after reading the contents of the booklet clearly, he naturally understood how precious such a book was, although it did not represent the opinions of the original author of the Yanbo Sword Technique, and there might even be mistakes, but a Tianxing powerhouse who had practiced this mastery for decades or even a hundred years was bound to leave behind more valuable experiences, so that future generations would avoid detours and collide with their thoughts to produce new understandings.

Even not sword cultivators would be blushing at this, because the strong people who have reached this realm have deep meaning in their words and deeds, not to mention the experience accumulated over time? Even their handwriting contains the spirit and the spirit of the strong.

When Ling Qingyun unfolded the booklet and felt the smoky sword aura, he understood that this was definitely the original manuscript that Wei Lan had put his heart and soul into, not a manuscript or a printed print, which meant that the old man really regarded him as the heir to the mantle.

"It seems that it is time to go to the small secluded forest. After taking a long breath, Ling Qingyun solemnly closed the booklet, his eyes showing determination.

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The trip to the Little Forest was not in December, which was already coming to an end, nor in January, or even February or March, and after a long time, he did not directly look at the meditation booklet, because he knew that all this was not timely, and he still needed to prepare.

The days that followed seemed to be no different from usual, attending classes, practicing, practicing swords, studying runes, and reading, but he changed the reading place from the third floor of the library to the fourth floor.

With a full month of reading time, all kinds of top-level martial arts, top-level exercises really benefited him a lot, the power of the Haoran Wind and Thunder Technique was even higher after multiple fusions, which made Ling Qingyun pleasantly surprised to feel that his true qi level had improved by half a small realm under the condition of unchanged cultivation, this is a terrifying concept, you must know that the most common cultivators of the Stone Spirit Realm are to cultivate the middle-level exercises, but each additional level of the exercises is equivalent to the improvement of a small realm, in this case, the stone spirit of cultivating the top-level exercises is comparable to the stone spirit of the middle-level exercises, so it is natural to take advantage, and Ling Qingyun's Haoran Wind and Thunder Technique has already exceeded the scope of normal top-level exercises after continuous fusion, the gap can be equivalent to a small realm - now it has become one and a half!

This means that even if you put aside the help of sword skills, runes, symbiotic fusion, etc., Ling Qingyun of the fourfold stone spirit can still defeat the top-level martial arts cultivators of the fifth level of the stone spirit, and the middle-level martial arts cultivators of the sevenfold stone spirit, plus many opportunities and his own realm are naturally strengthened, which is enough to compete with the golden body realm! He even felt that his skill level was getting closer and closer to the peerless realm, and when he swept away the collection of books in the library pavilion, it might be the time for the Haoran Wind and Thunder Jue to be promoted to the peerless realm!

The cultivation is improved, and the swordsmanship naturally cannot be left behind, the use of top-level sword techniques and swordsmanship has opened his eyes, and he still studies and practices hard in the case of mastering the golden cracking sword intent and the realm is greatly advanced, and in order to prepare for further improvement, his goal is the Yanbo Sword Technique.

When the January study time on the fourth floor of the library pavilion was used up, it was already May of the following year, which was not surprising, because of the limited time, Ling Qingyun buried himself in studying all day every time he entered the library pavilion, cultivation and sword practice naturally needed to be made up in the future, and the spirit also needed to recuperate, although the course was small, he could not be left behind, in this case, he could only read for two days in five days, and it would take two and a half months, in addition, club affairs, receiving tasks, and training also took time, and Ling Qingyun participated in two experiences in the past few months, and it took more than thirty days.

After four months of hard study and hard training, Ling Qingyun's cultivation was upgraded to the sixth level of stone spirit, and his swordsmanship was even more refined to unfathomable, Lin Qiancheng, who gradually fused the two forces of the mountains and seas, came to challenge and often came to challenge and returned with a happy and defeated, in April's experience, someone saw Ling Qingyun fighting with a copper-skinned giant crocodile with a body length of five zhang, and the person swore that the giant crocodile definitely had the strength of a third-order demon beast, and after Ling Qingyun used the golden cracking divine sword to split his tail, he went berserk and fought fiercely with Ling Qingyun to kill downstream.

At the end of the experience, when the results of the battle were counted, Ling Qingyun exhibited a third-order demon beast core, everyone believed that it came from that giant crocodile, some people said that Ling Qingyun had been able to cut out two golden cracking sword lights with his cultivation and realm further improving, although there was no evidence, there were many believers.

If it was said that Ling Qingyun's killing of the Golden Body Realm last year was caused by the chaos of the battle array and the heavy damage of the opponent, then now he can suppress and kill the ordinary Golden Body Realm or the third-order demon beast without any water, and some people even say that Ling Qingyun's actual combat power surpasses Guan Hao and other middle-aged first-level Tianjiao, chasing Ji Le!

The comments and comments of others did not affect Ling Qingyun's cultivation, he had made a careful plan as early as December - Yue Ling had made great achievements here, and he had steadily improved according to the planned steps so far, and he naturally had to implement the plan to the end.

After the fourth layer is completed, the bento should challenge the fifth layer!

Standing on the martial arts arena of the Golden Bell Palace, Ling Qingyun wielded Qingfeng, the sword light changed, the chapter method was not as sharp and fast as usual, a sword sword was soft and tactful, the speed was not fast but there were layers of sword shadows, many illusory sword lights were layered and intertwined like smoke and rain and fog, just looking at it made people feel illusory and unreal, this kind of sword seems to be too gentle, not much sharper than spring water, is it really lethal?

Someone wondered and quickly verified it for himself.

"I can't break it!" With a loud sound, the young man holding the long knife fell back sweating profusely, seeing that the sword light like smoke and mist was already throbbing, the feeling of facing this set of swordsmanship is that the sword blade is everywhere, so that people have nowhere to start, and intend to break the law with force, gritted his teeth and slashed the knife, the blade seemed to be trapped in cotton, and he couldn't split it, and he couldn't pull it out, and even the blade trembled, and an indescribable softness penetrated into the muscles and bones, making him himself weak and weak, so he had to admit defeat in shock.

He's a middle-aged first-level senior in the Nine Layers of the Stone Spirit Realm! Even though his combat power isn't outstanding in the same class, he won't be pressed like this, right?

"Qingyun, did you really study the Yanbo Sword Technique to this point after only one day of study on the fifth floor of the Library Pavilion?" a young man in yellow stepped forward and asked in surprise, it was Guan Hao, the deputy hall master of the Golden Bell Palace.

As Tianjiao, who ranked first in the entire middle-aged stage in terms of strength and experience, he could see that this incomplete Yanbo Sword Technique was more terrifying than the complete Seven Star Sword Technique, although it was still an extremely terrifying move compared to Ling Qingyun's own sword skills, he didn't believe that the leftovers of the peerless learning could be powerful like this, and the only explanation was that Ling Qingyun had comprehended the main points of the Yanbo Sword Technique in a very short time.

What a demonic gift is that?

"Although I only studied for one day, I often remembered and practiced hard for months. Ling Qingyun said humbly, his memory and comprehension are stronger than ordinary people, and he has the strange thing of the wordless book in his hand, and his comprehension of the Yanbo Sword Technique can also be twenty percent after repeated study, and he is only afraid that others will not be able to understand it thoroughly.

"What a genius!" Guan Hao sighed: "When I leave, you will be the strongest person in the community...... No, maybe it is now. ”

"How can the skill of micro end be compared to Brother Guan?" Ling Qingyun was still humble, and no one would think that he was showing weakness.

"You can practice on your own, no one should bother you. Guan Hao was helpless, Ling Qingyun nodded, and practiced alone, but he saw the smoke and rain, as if the fog was lifted in the entire martial arts arena, but he saw a burst of smoke rippling, and the training dummy made of entangled dark iron did not make a sound, and after a while, the smoke wave drifted by, but the dummy's arm flowed down as molten iron, which made the audience amazed.

"Feminine and subtle, the power is amazing, but it doesn't seem to fit Ling Qingyun very well. Some people sighed slightly.

"The Yanbo Sword Technique is indeed a little softer, and it doesn't fit me very well. Ling Qingyun also understood in his heart that although his path was not as fierce and domineering as Lin Qiancheng and Chu Yulong, he also pursued sharp and indomitable, and it was not his way to be misty and rainy, and he could not fully exert the power of his golden true qi and golden splitting sword intent.

"Fortunately, the combination of this sword technique and my own sword moves can have the effect of self-cultivation and dissolving anger. Alas, now there is only this mastery, so I have to make do with it first. "If this idea is heard by others, Ling Qingyun will have to be drowned in saliva, just the high-level martial arts level swordsmanship is extremely rare in the market, some Golden Body Realm sword cultivators may not be able to learn, this is a peerless level swordsmanship, you are still picky?

But for Ling Qingyun, peerless learning is not the highest pursuit of cultivation and the hole card of his body, this is just a piece of jade from his mountain on the way to sword cultivation.

After practicing the Yanbo Sword Technique he had comprehended for five days, and after he was truly proficient, Ling Qingyun finally stepped into the Holy Land of his heart that he had been looking forward to for the past few months.

Library Cabinet, 5th Floor!