Walking out of the Medicine King Hall, Qin Feng walked to the bottom of the stairs. His black hair fluttered in the breeze, and Qin Feng, clad in black, exuded a dignified aura.
Behind him, some young experts walked out from the Medicine King Hall.
Some of them took the initiative to greet him.
After exchanging a few words with the group of twelve, one by one, they bid farewell to Qin Feng and left.
At this time, Qing Mu and Zuo Song walked up side by side.
Qing Mu asked as a trace of a smile appeared in his aged eyes. "Little Brother, do you have your point token?"
Qin Feng's eyes flickered, guessing that something good was about to come. Taking out a silver-white token as thin as a cicada's wing, Qin Feng casually tossed it to Qing Mu.
This was the point token that every student of All Stars College could receive after enrolling.
The front of the token was engraved with the words' All Stars', while the back was engraved with countless secret runes.
Glancing at the black-robed young man, Qing Mu casually caught it. With a flip of his hand, a golden token appeared in his palm. Qing Mu injected his spiritual imprint into his own token.
A series of silver-white mysterious runes flew out from his token and fell into Qin Feng's silver token like a swarm of bees.
After Qin Feng's token absorbed those mysterious silver runes, three bright silver lines appeared on the back of the token one after another. Then, two golden stars lit up. In the blink of an eye, these bright lines disappeared.
There was no sign of abnormality.
"Done!" Qing Mu casually tossed the token to Qin Feng.
"Thanks!"
Qin Feng injected his spiritual imprint into the token, and a number appeared before his eyes.
Five hundred and thirty-three points.
Twenty merit points!
Obviously, the three silver lines represented three hundred points, and the two golden stars represented twenty merit points.
"Three hundred points, twenty merit points!" Although Qin Feng was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help sucking in a breath of cold air when he saw this number.
"No wonder those fellows were so polite to me before they left. It turns out that this sect mission is so lucrative!"
With a surprised look in his eyes, Qin Feng put away the token without any hesitation.
At this time, there were only four days left before the three-month comprehensive assessment period.
Qin Feng did not choose to take the test immediately.
What he gained from entering the True Dragon Cave this time was beyond his imagination. Even Qin Feng sensed that the twelfth level of the Geng Metal Slaying Sword Art, which was originally a bottleneck, was beginning to loosen.
Qin Feng wanted to try and completely comprehend the twelfth level of the Geng Metal Sword Technique before the three-month assessment.
Zuo Song left that afternoon. Zuo Song needed to establish the Mystic Association in the City of Stars. Zuo Song had just arrived in the City of Stars, and there were many things waiting to be done. Many things needed to be presided over and communicated with by him, the president.
At the same time, they also had to report to the main hall of the Mystic Association and submit some applications.
Qin Feng stayed on the Seven Stars Platform, staying in the side hall where he had gone into seclusion.
This side hall was very quiet, and the Seven Stars Platform was filled with spirit energy. Cultivating in seclusion here for a day was equivalent to cultivating in other places for ten days to half a month.
This was a huge side hall. It was a little remote, and the four walls were engraved with some legends of gods and demons. The dome was transparent, and the surroundings seemed empty. The curtains fluttered, and it was a little eerie.
Qin Feng sat cross-legged on a futon in the main hall. With a thought, the North Underworld Divine Water Sword appeared and floated in front of him.
In the Seven Stars Dragon Spring, Qin Feng had desperately absorbed the sacred dragon essence, and it was not for nothing.
Other than his cultivation breaking through from the peak of the 11th Firmament to the mid-stage of the 12th Firmament.
His soul had also undergone a qualitative transformation.
At this time, his soul had been nourished by the sacred dragon essence, and it had already strengthened to a shocking realm.
The most obvious change was his tyrannical sixth sense.
Qin Feng originally controlled the North Underworld Divine Water Sword to fly 1.5 feet away from him.
But now, it could fly 100 feet away from him with ease!
As everyone knew, the soul was the most difficult to cultivate. Without more than a dozen years of hard work, it was difficult to strengthen the soul by even a little.
The tyrannical soul, powerful mental power, and powerful deduction ability. This was also where Qin Feng's confidence in comprehending the 12th level of the Golden Geng Sword Art lay.
Qin Feng sat cross-legged, and a series of profound words of the Golden Geng Sword Art flashed in his mind. These words that were incomparably cryptic and difficult to him in the past actually became incomparably clear at this time.
His comprehension speed of many profound meanings became faster.
Qin Feng injected his mental imprint into the North Underworld Divine Water Sword, and the comprehension speed immediately increased by 30%.
The North Underworld Divine Water Sword was a spirit sword, and it recorded some remnant traces of the sword master's comprehension of the sword dao. These remnant traces were remembered in the depths of the spirit sword.
As long as one was diligent, it could become the most valuable treasure for the new sword master.
Three days later, a sword aura gradually appeared on Qin Feng's body. His entire person seemed to have transformed into an incomparably sharp divine sword.
Gradually, two invisible swords suddenly appeared around him.
These two invisible swords seemed to condense from the void.
Then, two turned into four!
It was as if the two invisible swords each separated into four invisible swords.
Buzz buzz!!
The four invisible swords buzzed and vibrated. The four swords once again separated into eight swords.
The eight invisible swords revolved around the black-robed young man who was sitting cross-legged. Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the sword in the middle.
The invisible sword moved and turned into a stream of light that spiraled and danced in the air within a hundred feet. Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the invisible sword turned into a ghastly white light that pierced through the air and slashed.
Wherever he passed, the curtains hanging around the side hall turned into butterflies with a few 'puchi' sounds, filling the entire hall!
Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light. The eight invisible swords immediately turned into white lights that danced in a special trajectory like spiritual snakes.
Wherever they passed, the fragments that filled the air turned into threads.
This method was close to a divine ability!
The 12th level of the Golden Geng Sword Art was completed!!
"Clap clap clap!!" Outside the hall, a burst of applause suddenly sounded. Elder Qing Mu's dignified figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
Qing Mu was originally meditating in the Medicine King Hall when he unexpectedly sensed the sudden burst of sword energy in the side hall. Thus, he rushed over to check.
Thinking about the place where Qin Feng was in seclusion, Qing Mu already had some guesses in his heart. But seeing it with his own eyes, he still felt a wave of shock.
"Little friend Qin, congratulations on mastering the 12th level of the Golden Geng Sword Art!"
"Elder Qing Mu!" Qin Feng stood up.
Waving his hand, he stopped Qin Feng from bowing. Qing Mu's face was full of smiles. "Little friend Qin Feng, to be able to cultivate both [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] and [Golden Geng Slaying Sword Art] to the twelfth level within two months, even though you're not the first of your kind, but you're still one of the few that can be counted with one's fingers. You're indeed worthy of being the head of the Azure Dragon Academy!"
"This year's Azure Dragon Academy's first seat, you are as stable as Mount Tai!"
… …
Just as Qin Feng broke through to the 12th level of the Golden Geng Sword Art.
In another abode in the herb garden, Wen Hong walked out of seclusion in high spirits.
Seeing Wen Hong come out of seclusion, a young genius immediately went up to welcome him. "Congratulations little prince, congratulations little prince for breaking through to the eighth level of the Minor Art of Cloud and Rain! The position of first seat will definitely be prince's! "
Another young man also laughed. "To be able to cultivate the Golden Geng Sword Art to the eighth level and the Minor Art of Cloud and Rain to the eighth level in two months, senior apprentice-brother Wen is indeed worthy of being a proud son of heaven. This Azure Dragon Academy's first seat naturally belongs to none other than senior apprentice-brother Wen!"
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