Chapter 2 Martial Arts Pavilion

　　Just thinking about it, Ye Chuan couldn't think of any changes in his body. 　　Then, the only explanation was the reason for the soul fusion, which gave him an extraordinary comprehension ability and allowed him to easily and naturally practice the Hsing Yun Sword Technique to the eighth style. 　　As for why the internal qi progressed it was also very simple, it was known that the internal heart method was a static technique and the martial skill was a dynamic technique, both of them had the effect of exercising the internal qi even though they were in different forms, however, in comparison, the internal heart method was used to cultivate the internal qi exclusively, while the martial skill was based on striking the target with the exercising of the internal qi as a supplement. 　　After figuring out what happened, Ye Chuan couldn't help but feel his heart racing. 　　There were two most important talents of a martial artist, one was exceptional talent and excellent physical quality, and the other was strong comprehension and quick learning. 　　The former far surpassed ordinary people in internal qi cultivation, such as Ye Tang and Ye Xuan, and the latter could easily master martial arts and defeat the strong with the weak, and when it really came to comparing them, which one was stronger or weaker still depended on the martial artist's own play. 　　"It's really heaven's help, maintaining this speed, reaching the eighth level of the qi cultivation realm in a year's time is not a dream." The journey of cultivation was arduous and unusual, a person with exceptional talent might be able to advance to the fifth layer in two years, but the next two years would not necessarily advance to the eighth layer, the ninth layer and the tenth layer would take twice as long, and breaking through the Qi Practicing realm to reach the Condensed Truth realm was even more difficult, and in the history of the Ye Family, the only person to become a Condensed Truth realm martial artist was the third family head at the age of fifteen. 　　Conscious that it wouldn't take long to comprehend the ninth style of the Walking Cloud Sword Technique, Ye Chuan planned to go to the Martial Skills Pavilion to get a few more suitable martial arts techniques. 　　...... 　　After having lunch, Ye Chuan hurried to the Martial Skill Pavilion. 　　The secret books in the Martial Technique Pavilion were usually popular goods, and the real masterpieces were never placed here, not to mention that with Ye Chuan's status as an outer disciple, he could only view the secret books of martial arts below the middle human level. 　　Raising his eyes, the variety of martial arts secret books almost made Ye Duan shake his eyes. 　　"Flying Sky Sword Technique, Clear Wind Sword Technique, Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique, Lone Peak Thirteen Swords ......, Pai Yun Palm, Collapsing Cloud Palm, Wuji Scattered Hands ......, Breaking Fist, Vajra Fist, Seven Star Mantis Fist... ...." 　　There were thirty to forty sword techniques alone, more than fifty palm and fist techniques each, twenty-eight leg techniques, and the least were finger techniques, which only had eight doors. 　　The Flying Sky Sword Technique has high requirements for lightness, one move is light and gorgeous, the Qing Feng Sword Technique is slightly more profound and requires a certain degree of comprehension, the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique is murderous, ruthless and overbearing, and is suitable for those disciples who are indifferent to cultivate, and the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords are still on top of the previous tens of Sword Techniques, and one sword is more severe than the next, making it impossible for people to resist. 　　Alright, let's go with the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords. 　　Quietly thinking for a while, Ye Chuan finally decided to cultivate Lone Peak Thirteen Swords, after all, his comprehension is extraordinary, cultivating ordinary sword techniques is really not much fun and a waste of time, so either don't choose, to choose the best. 　　As for boxing, palmistry, and fingering, Ye Chuan had his own requirements. 　　He liked boxing, so he chose a Vajra Fist, fingering was more cumbersome and difficult to practice, I'm afraid that it would delay the cultivation of the sword, so he gave it up for the time being, and palmistry was ignored. 　　Taking the two secret books, Ye Chen came to the pavilion guarding elder to register. 　　"Huh! Lone Peak Thirteen Swords?" The Pavilion Guard Elder frowned and advised, "I know that everyone wants to cultivate better martial arts, but don't be over-ambitious, take one step at a time, this Lone Peak Thirteen Swords looks like a Human Grade Intermediate Secret Book, but the difficulty of cultivating it is comparable to a Human Grade Higher Grade, and a lot of Outer Sect Disciples don't listen to my advice, and they end up accomplishing nothing and wasting a lot of time for nothing." 　　Ye Chuan knew that the other party meant well and spoke, "Elder, I know that the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords are very difficult to practice, but I have confidence." 　　The Pavilion Guard Elder shook his head, in the past, those outer disciples were also confident, but unfortunately, what is the use of just having confidence, forget it, I have no right to not let the other party pick, I hope that he knows that it is difficult and does not take the bull by the horns. 　　Thinking of this, the elder guarding the pavilion instructed, "You know the rules of my Liuyun Sect, without the permission of this sect, you may not teach martial arts privately, or else the abolition of martial arts is a small matter, and in serious cases, you will have to be decapitated, and in addition, you must send the copy of the secret book back within three months." 　　"Elder don't worry, I won't joke with my life." 　　Putting away the secret books, Ye Chuan stepped out of the Martial Skill Pavilion. 　　The outer disciples of the Liuyun Sect were free to do as they wished, except for the morning and evening gatherings, and the once every three days martial arts teaching sessions. 　　Early the next morning, Ye Chuan brought his steel sword with him and headed for the deep mountains. 　　Qingfeng Mountain was 3,800 meters high, the mountainside upwards was always shrouded in clouds and mists, and in its mistiness, it carried a fairy atmosphere that was isolated from the world, and except for some forbidden places where the elders as well as the core disciples cultivated, a large area of open space in the forest could be used to cultivate one's own unique martial arts. 　　After spending more than an hour, Ye Chen found a remote cliff. 　　The cliff covered an area of more than ten feet and was surrounded by white mist on three sides, sometimes transforming into a thousand armies, sometimes transforming into rolling tides, and sometimes contracting and expanding in an ever-changing manner. 　　"Although the famous mountain resorts of the twenty-first century are not bad, they are still a bit short of the immortal aura, only here can one forget everything and cultivate martial arts wholeheartedly." Ye Dust's heart sighed with emotion, in his opinion, a master was never that simple to become, one had to endure loneliness and solitude, and those who clamored all day long that they could succeed by giving him a mastery were completely foolhardy. 　　Taking a deep breath, Ye Chuan began the boring and monotonous cultivation. 　　Luck, stepping, swinging the sword, shaking hands ...... 　　In just one day's time, Ye Chuan was able to initially execute the ninth style of the Traveling Cloud Sword Technique, 'Luminous Movement', when this sword came out, the dark, watery sword light was dazzling and impossible to adapt to, and in terms of power, it basically reached the level of the middle human level, definitely Ye Chuan's strongest killing move at the moment. 　　Coming in the morning and going back at night, without realizing it, another three days had passed. 　　On the steep cliff, the silhouette pointed a sword at the opposite boulder, like a mirror-like sword light diffused out, a ghostly darkness. 　　Snorting ...... 　　As if the boulder was like tofu, it was scratched out with a sword mark, each of which was an inch deep. 　　"Finally, it's a great success." The exhaustion of his internal qi made Ye Chuan sweat profusely, but he didn't care at all and looked at the sword marks on the boulder with satisfaction, a faint smile on his face. 　　The ninth style of the Hsing Yun Sword Technique was several times more difficult and powerful than the previous eight styles, and it took Ye Chuan four days to complete the feat, in addition to that, these four days of hard practice made the internal qi in Ye Chuan's body even more pure, and mobilizing it was even quicker and more convenient. 　　The next day, Ye Chuan came to the cliff to practice as usual, but what was different from the past was that Ye Chuan would formally practice the extremely difficult Lone Peak Thirteen Swords. 　　Lone Peak Thirteen Swords has thirteen styles, the sword posture is extremely dangerous, just like the lonely peaks that are left alone in the world, so that people can't help but feel a chill in their heart, and all the hidden flaws in their body seem to be seen through. 　　According to the secret book on the sword road to perform once, Ye Chuan mind has a rough impression, vaguely can experience that kind of words can not describe the state of mind. 　　Ye Chuan believed that as long as he practiced the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords to its great completion, he would basically kill in seconds against those whose strength was lower than his own, and there were breaks to be found against those whose strength was higher than his own, unless the other party was extremely experienced, and gradually groped his way back to the realm of the true state of mind.