Whoosh!
The sword light danced, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Sometimes all the power was concentrated on one point, and sometimes the power was distributed among every sword light. This was the Bright Moon Swordsmanship, one of the many First-class Sword Arts in Sword Marquis Mansion.
In this Human-level Cultivation Room, Jian Wushuang began to practice the swordsmanship. Under the tyrannical gravity, his Spiritual Power was consumed at an incredible speed.
In just a moment, Jian Wushuang found that his Spiritual Power had been completely squeezed out before he could practice the Bright Moon Swordsmanship.
Without hesitation, Jian Wushuang quickly withdrew his Long Sword and struggled to walk to the right corner of the secret chamber. There was a yellow futon in the corner, which was specially used for people to recover their Spiritual Power. If they recovered their Spiritual Power on this futon, they would not be affected by the gravity.
Sitting on the futon, Jian Wushuang began to run the Heavenly Creation Skill. A steady stream of Spiritual Power came from all directions, through his Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and finally gathered in his Dantian at an incredible speed.
After a quarter of an hour, Jian Wushuang stood up again. At this moment, his Spiritual Power had been restored to its peak, and was even a little stronger than before.
"Just as I thought, the Heavenly Creation Skill absorbs the Spiritual Power of Heaven and Earth much faster than ordinary cultivation methods. Naturally, the recovery speed of Spiritual Power should also be very fast. In fact, it is indeed so. Ordinary warriors will need several hours to restore their Spiritual Power to its peak when their Spiritual Power is exhausted, but I only need a quarter of an hour …" Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with a hint of joy.
This was another great advantage of the Heavenly Creation Skill compared with other cultivation methods.
Not only was the cultivation speed fast, but the recovery speed of Spiritual Power was also ridiculously fast.
In this Human-level Cultivation Room, this recovery speed was almost equivalent to a cheating device for cultivation.
It should be known that the process of exhausting one's spiritual power and then completely recovering it was of great help to one's cultivation. This was a complete cultivation cycle. Every time such a cycle was carried out, even for ordinary warriors, their spiritual power would increase a lot. And for Jian Wushuang's cultivation method which defied the natural order, the increase in spiritual power would be even greater.
Now that he had recovered to his peak, he immediately discovered that his spiritual energy had increased by quite a bit.
This was also the benefit of cultivating in the Human-level Cultivation Room.
However, for ordinary warriors, the recovery speed of their spiritual energy was too slow. At most, they could complete this cycle twice a day, so it was not very useful.
In addition … cultivating in this cultivation room would cause one's entire body and mind to be suppressed. It was extremely uncomfortable. Therefore, very few disciples would choose to cultivate in this cultivation room. Occasionally, there would be some disciples who had reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and were unable to break through. Only then would they attempt to use this cultivation room to forcefully break through.
For example, four years ago, when Jian Wushuang could not condense his spiritual power, he had also cultivated in this Human-level Cultivation Room once.
"The Heavenly Creation Skill that I'm cultivating makes the recovery speed of my spiritual power incredibly fast. Others can only complete two cultivation cycles a day, but I can complete at least 20 cycles. In this way, my cultivation speed will be more than ten times that of ordinary practitioners!"
The cultivation speed of the Heavenly Creation Skill was already extremely fast. With the help of the Human-level Cultivation Room, his cultivation speed would be incredibly fast. He was afraid that it would only take a day or two for him to enter the Second Heaven of the Divine Path.
"I became a Warrior four years later than others. I've already fallen behind by so much. I can't continue to fall behind. Therefore, I have to work harder than others." Jian Wushuang's eyes shone brightly.
From this day on, he completely immersed himself in cultivating in the Human-level Cultivation Room.
It was a cultivation cycle from the exhaustion of his spiritual power to the recovery of his peak. Every cycle could improve his spiritual power a lot. He could almost do this dozens of times a day.
His cultivation speed was more than ten times that of ordinary warriors, or even more.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
In front of the Sword Pavilion.
Bang!
A low crash sounded, and then a disciple of the Sword Pavilion was thrown out awkwardly and finally fell heavily on the ground.
"Haha, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are really bad."
It was a purple-clothed youth who laughed. Obviously, he was not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, but he was showing off in front of the Sword Pavilion. There were many disciples of the Sword Pavilion present. When they heard this, they were all angry, but they could not vent their anger.
"You just broke through to the Sixth Stage earlier than me, and your spiritual power is stronger than mine. What are you so proud of?" The defeated disciple stood up and said angrily.
"You've been defeated, and you're still not convinced? Are all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion like you? "The purple-clothed youth sneered, completely ignoring the surrounding people who looked as if they were going to eat him up.
"Well?" The purple-clothed youth moved his eyes and saw Jian Wushuang walking towards the Sword Pavilion. He could not help showing a playful smile.
Jian Wushuang entered the Sword Pavilion to cultivate as usual, but when he arrived at the gate of the Sword Pavilion.
"Isn't this the Young Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion, Jian Wushuang?" A sarcastic voice suddenly came from the side.
Jian Wushuang stopped and looked up at the purple-clothed youth with narrowed eyes.
He had some impression of the purple-clothed youth. He knew that his name was Jian Lin, an excellent disciple of the Red Martial Hall. Most importantly, Jian Lin had always been interested in Jian Meng 'er and had been trying to please her.
Unfortunately, Jian Meng 'er had been with Jian Wushuang for the past four years in order to obtain the Eighteen First-class Sword Arts of the Sword Pavilion. This made Jian Lin extremely jealous, and naturally, he hated Jian Wushuang very much.
However, because of the relationship between Jian Lan and Jian Meng 'er, Jian Lin could not find a chance to deal with Jian Wushuang. But now … everything had changed.
"With a sword in hand, Unparalleled in the World. It's a good name, but it's a waste to use it on you." Jian Lin stood in front of Jian Wushuang and sneered without restraint, "Not only that, you even want to hit on Meng 'er. You're really a toad who wants to eat swan meat. Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? How can Meng' er really fall in love with a trash like you who can't even gather Spiritual Power?"
Jian Wushuang glanced at Jian Lin and did not get angry. Instead, he curled up the corners of his mouth and sneered, "You're right. How can a person like me be worthy of Jian Meng 'er? So, I'll let you have her! "
"Let me have her?" Jian Lin was stunned at first, and then he flew into a rage, "Damn it, do I need a trash like you to let me have her?"
Jian Wushuang sneered and did not bother to say anything more. He turned around and continued to walk towards the Sword Pavilion.
"Trash, stop right there." Jian Lin shouted.
Jian Wushuang did not care at all and did not stop walking.
"Bastard, how dare you ignore me?" Jian Lin's face twisted and he cursed. Then he moved and directly hit Jian Wushuang's back with his palm.
Feeling the strong wind coming from behind, Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold. He turned around abruptly and his right hand, which had been clenched into a fist, suddenly exerted strength. Vigorous Spiritual Power instantly penetrated out.
"Get out!"
Jian Wushuang shouted. His voice broke out with the strength in his arm and collided with Jian Lin's palm.
Bang!
Jian Wushuang staggered back several steps, and Jian Lin was forced to take a step back as well.
Although it was only one step back, Jian Lin was completely stunned.
"How could it be?" Jian Lin stared at Jian Wushuang with his eyes wide open.
He didn't dare to use too much strength in his attack, so he didn't use too much strength. Even so, it was impossible for an ordinary person to withstand his attack, not to mention that Jian Wushuang had actually forced him to retreat.
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