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At this moment, Elder Su was the only one who knew the shock in his heart. That sword move just now, putting aside the cultivation base, at least the cultivation base of the Origin Void Stage would be difficult to perform.
And the sword move that this kid had comprehended, although it had not yet reached the level of true sword intent, it was already at the entry level.
The sword momentum had been formed, and to comprehend the true sword intent, only an opportunity was needed.
This opportunity may be close at hand, or it may take a long time, or even a lifetime without being able to obtain this opportunity.
But what Elder Su could be sure of was that this kid in front of him was absolutely intelligent, and his comprehension ability was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
And Su Yi had not been in Shenjian Gate for long, yet he had already comprehended the sword momentum. But it could be felt that his basic skills were very sloppy.
"Disciple's basic skills are indeed sloppy. In three days, I will go to Lingjian Peak to fight with those well-known figures in Shenjian Gate. Otherwise, I would ask Elder Su to teach me a thing or two. I would be very grateful." Su Yi looked at Elder Su's expression, and his eyes secretly turned, wanting to see if he could let Elder Su know a thing or two about himself. It seemed that just now Elder Su was not very satisfied with him, and he did not know if he could get Elder Su's guidance.
"Kid, don't be so glib." What kind of person was Elder Su? How could he not see Su Yi's thoughts? He said lightly: "Although I have nothing to do these days, I don't have the time to teach you. Shenjian Gate's' Foundation of Sword ', although it is only the basics of using the sword, is very suitable for you now. You can go look for it." "' Foundation of Sword ', I have it." Su Yi fumbled in his space bag for a while and found the 'Foundation of Sword' that he had obtained from the senior disciple under Elder Ying Dang's order. This' Foundation of Sword 'was only the basics of using the sword. Su Yi had flipped through it, but he had been in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords all this time, so he did not have time to carefully read and practice it.
"It's best if you have it. You can practice it well. Don't underestimate these basics." Elder Su's voice fell, and with a sweep of his long sleeve, he immediately left.
Looking at Elder Su's figure disappearing into the night sky, Su Yi's expression was somewhat regretful. It seemed that his performance had not satisfied Elder Su's disinclined to teach him.
"Foundation of sword …!" Su Yi held the [Basics of Sword] in his hand. This was not a martial technique, but a basic entry skill that every disciple of the Divine Sword Sect had.
Every disciple, Disciple, or even a servant disciple, everyone, they all had a set foundation.
"Then let's practice the foundation!" After a while, Su Yi's eyes were filled with determination. Anyway, he had nothing to do these three days, so he could maintain his peak state at any time. It was just the right time to practice the Foundation of Sword.
Su Yi had always been very clear about the principle of building a skyscraper from the ground. Although he had practiced a few sets of sword techniques, the Foundation of Sword was indeed sloppy and ordinary.
Night fell, the new moon hung high in the sky, and the forest was serene and quiet.
Su Yi flipped through the Foundation of Sword and memorized it in his heart. He held the sword in his hand tightly and swung it continuously.
"Whoosh whoosh …" The sword swung without any fluctuation of Primordial Qi. Su Yi only swung the sword in the most simple way, straight stab, horizontal slash …
On the Foundation of Sword, the Foundation of Sword was mainly divided into Piercing Sword, Hacking Sword, Lifting Sword, Hanging Sword, Cloud Sword, Pointing Sword, Collapsing Sword, Intercepting Sword, etc.
Although Su Yi had practiced with the broken sword on his back, it was not as detailed as the Foundation of Sword.
Under the moonlight, in the silent forest, Su Yi held the sword and practiced the Foundation of Sword again and again.
Far away on a mountain peak, a short figure was watching. There was a flash of light in his eyes under the moonlight.
… … …
In a simple courtyard, the side hall was simple but had an antique flavor.
Situ Muyang had changed into a clean black silk robe. He was not old, but he was not short. His black hair was combed, and his face was handsome. His eyes were clear, and he looked very amiable.
However, only the disciples of the Shenjian Gate who had experienced the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords would know that this amiable young man, who looked like a little brother next door, was ruthless when it came to smashing the black brick and plundering the space bags.
"You and Su Yi worked together to get the Profound Spirit Tree. Where is it now?" Situ Liuyun looked at Situ Muyang. He had already received news that the Profound Spirit Tree had disappeared from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
"We got the Profound Spirit Fruit. We don't know anything else." Situ Muyang replied. He had promised Su Yi that he would give Su Yi access to that special space, and he had even received great benefits from it. Naturally, he would not say anything.
"You …" Situ Liuyun glared at his son. Did this kid know what it meant to help outsiders? He was the young master of the Shenjian Gate.
"Father, there are no rules in the Myriad Sword Battlefield to speak of. Everything that we have the ability to obtain is our own luck and fortune. Otherwise, why would you let me go in to temper myself?" Situ Muyang faintly said to Situ Liuyun as the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"You can get everything, but a treasure like the Profound Spirit Tree was not uprooted by you!" Situ Liuyun glared at Situ Muyang. It was fine that all the Profound Spirit Fruit had been taken, but the Profound Spirit Tree could not be touched.
"Don't be so fierce to me. Otherwise, I'll go back to my mother and tell her that you don't treat me well and that you don't want to come back." Seeing that his father was about to flip out, Situ Muyang raised his eyebrows and said in a faint voice.
"You …" Situ Liuyun's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. It was clear that he was somewhat afraid.
"Dad, I'm just joking. I've been thinking about you every day for the past few years. I've also gained quite a lot from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords this time. I believe that my mother will be very happy. When the time comes, I'll put in a good word for you. Who knows, maybe she'll come back." Situ Muyang's gaze turned as he smiled intimately at Situ Liuyun.
"Really …" Hearing this, Situ Liuyun's gaze instantly wavered, but immediately after, his expression became serious again. He patted the back of Situ Muyang's head. His expression seemed to be strict, but his tone was already much gentler. He said, "Don't give me that. Quickly tell me what happened in the Battlefield of a Thousand Swords. What kind of opportunity did you obtain?" With Situ Liuyun's strictness, how could he not see the transformation on his son's body?
In the short span of a month, Situ Muyang had directly advanced from the second level of the Origin Spirit Stage to the late fourth level of the Origin Spirit Stage. Such a rapid breakthrough, yet his aura was as stable as a boulder. This was definitely not ordinary.
Most importantly, Situ Liuyun could sense that Situ Muyang's body had undergone a transformation from the inside out. It was as if his bones had been cleansed and his marrow had been cleansed.
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