Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

Seeing Mu Feifei's resolute attitude, Fang Qingxian fell silent.

After a while, he said: "Actually, our sect still has a set of swordsmanship."

"But the contribution required is a bit more."

"Ordinary people can't change it."

Mu Feifei said: "Can contribution points be bought with money?"

"sure!"

"Then hurry up and change it, have we made a difference in Jianlu?" Mu Feifei felt hope when he heard it!

Suddenly, he thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Is this sword technique normal?"

Fang Qingxian smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's absolutely normal."

"And the ruthless swordsmanship just now was only at the yellow level, this swordsmanship is at the Xuan level!"

Mu Feifei was relieved.

The next day, Fang Qingxian came happily.

"Brother Mu, I have a new sword technique in hand!"

"This set of swordsmanship is called Dahe Swordsmanship!"

Dahe swordsmanship?

Dahe Sword Sect?

Mu Feifan's mouth twitched slightly.

Although the name is still random, it is better than the ruthless swordsmanship.

All the money spent is in the name of Mu Feifei.

If he wants to use the system to increase the Dahe swordsmanship, it is also possible.

However, once the swordsmanship was displayed, the senior members of the sect saw the clues, and the gains outweighed the losses.

Moreover, swordsmanship is not Mu Feifei's main business.

This time it's all for a surprise inspection.

Since Fang Qingxian was also seeing Dahe Swordsmanship for the first time, he was very excited.

The two practice together.

To Mu Feifan's delight, there are only three types of swordsmanship.

He felt hopeful that he would pass.

"The first style of the Dahe swordsmanship, the river flows eastward!"

"The second type, a big river with wide waves!"

"The third style, the sword of the river is coming from the sky!"

The key is that the names of these moves are easy to understand and even more catchy to read, as if with a sense of rhythm.

Fang Qingxian said: "Brother Mu, yesterday wasted a day, today is the last day, you must study hard."

He was afraid that Mu Feifei would not focus.

Mu Feifei rolled his eyes at him.

Just watching him dance those 108 ruthless swordsmanships, each with ten variations, the day is over.

Would you mind saying that?

As a result, the sound of various long swords cutting through the void began to sound in the yard.

after an hour.

Fang Qingxian said weakly: "Brother Mu, why do I feel that this sword technique is very strange?"

"It's too much energy consumption."

"I haven't practiced the first style yet, and I feel like my body has been hollowed out."

Mu Feifei glanced at him.

I saw Fang Qingxian's face was pale, his eyelids were swollen, and he was sweating profusely, like a diseased ghost.

"You are too stupid."

"It's in the early stage of foundation building, why is it even worse than me?"

Mu Feifei was speechless.

Fang Qingxian: "This swordsmanship is a bit evil."

"If I keep practicing, I have to be drained."

"Brother Mu, practice by yourself, I'm going back to sleep."

Mu Feifei nodded.

He cultivated the Chaos Prehistoric Technique by himself, and was a fellow practitioner of the Six Elements.

I didn't expect to be stronger than Fang Qingxian.

After Fang Qingxian left, Mu Feifei stood with his sword.

hum!

"The river flows east!"

He stabbed out with a sword, and his spiritual power turned into sword energy, like a vast ocean, rushing away.

The dirt flew and exploded.

Xiaoyuan was smashed into a long ravine by this terrifying sword energy!

Mu Feifei was overjoyed.

"The first style has finally been practiced!"

"It doesn't feel too difficult."

"It's an extremely waste of spiritual energy."

If Fang Qingxian heard this,

Must be very broken.

How is it not difficult?

He practiced hard for an hour, and he didn't even understand how to make a move, so he exhausted his spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feifei directly practiced the first style!

Fortunately, Fang Qingxian walked fast, otherwise there would be another autistic army.

Another two hours passed.

Mu Feifei practiced the second style!

"Haha, this sword technique is so suitable for me."

"It's like it was made for me."

"Tomorrow's inspection is expected to pass!"

He struck while the iron was hot and began to learn the third style.

It's just that the spiritual power is also depleted at the moment.

Mu Feifan took out the high-grade spirit stone directly, and while recovering, he comprehended the third form.

"This third style is indeed a bit esoteric."

Time passed little by little.

And Mu Feifei was still sitting in the courtyard, like a sculpture.

The sun is gradually setting.

The afterglow shone on Mu Feifan.

A day has passed.

Mu Feifan didn't practice any moves during this period of time, so he just sat here quietly, as if an old monk had entered into meditation.

After dark.

The bright moon hangs high.

The little turkey got up at night and glanced at the middle of the yard in a daze.

It doesn't matter.

Almost pissed!

I saw Mu Feifei still meditating in the yard, motionless.

If it weren't for the faint breathing sound, I'm afraid I would have thought it was a statue.

The little turkey walked around Mu Feifei and barked twice.

Mu Feifei didn't respond and seemed to enter a strange state.

The little turkey sighed.

If God wants to destroy man, he must first make him mad.

The inspection is imminent, the big villain is going crazy!

A few hours later, the sun rose.

"Brother Mu, are you up yet?"

"Let's go to Lingyun Peak together!"

"The inspection starts now!"

Fang Qingxian took Hong Yu into the small courtyard.

The first thing I saw was that Mu Feifei was still sitting there, motionless.

Fang Qingxian was shocked: "You won't sit here all night, will you?"

The little turkey was beside him, staring at Mu Fei angrily.

What's more, it's a day and a night!

Seriously affect the sleep quality of the chicken.

Suddenly, Mu Feifei opened his eyes.

There seems to be a bright road flowing in his eyes, as if he has realized the truth of the sages.

He stretched, then stood up and said, "I'm ready."

"You can leave anytime!"

Fang Qingxian said: "Have you learned the Dahe swordsmanship?"

Mu Feifei nodded: "Three-style swordsmanship, one style does not fall, master all!"

hiss!

Fang Qingxian was taken aback.

How difficult that swordsmanship is to practice, but he has personal experience.

Just the first way, Fang Qingxian didn't figure it out, but instead exhausted his spiritual power.

This set of swordsmanship obviously cannot be accomplished overnight and requires long-term effort.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feifei learned everything after practicing for a day.

"Brother Mu's talent is really beyond my reach!"

"You must have spent a lot of time during the day. You were so tired that you sat in the yard and fell asleep."

Fang Qingxian said.

Mu Feifei said: "I only learned the first two styles during the day, and the third style was just learned."

"just?"

Fang Qingxian's eyes were lost for a while.

He suddenly thought of something, and his expression immediately became horrified.

"You mean, I was not sleeping, but practicing swordsmanship just now?"

Mu Feifei nodded.

Fang Qingxian was completely shocked.

Which swordsmanship does not require a lot of practice.

Brother Mu sat casually for a while and then mastered it.

Hanging up can also gain experience!

At this time, Mu Feifei saw Hong Yu and asked, "How is your training, boy?"

Hong Yu replied with a smile: "Master, don't worry, I have a little trick for customs clearance this time!"