Reaching the other shore starting from the research and development of Yi Jin Jing.

Chapter 496: The Green-Winged Bat King attains enlightenment in his old age!
"Ha ha!"

"happy!"

"If I can't beat the city lord, it's fun to beat up his apprentice!"

Guo Xi's spear was as fast as a dragon and defeated Jin Yutang. She knew very well that Jin Yutang and Yu Jinpeng, the two disciples who were left alone by Yan Chuang, could practice to the ultimate level on their own. Once they returned to Yan Chuang and were instructed by him, they would be able to take off in an instant, and it was even possible for them to achieve enlightenment in a short period of time.

Beat?

This is the most it will happen.

Guo Xi knew that as Yan Chuang's disciples, Yu Jinpeng and Jin Yutang would most likely surpass her in future growth.

If you don't seize this opportunity to bully them severely, you will regret it in the future.

"Freezing?"

"Sharpening?"

"I'm helping the city lord train his apprentice!"

Guo Xi thrust his spear straight at Jin Yutang's ribs, and there was no way to avoid it. But at this moment, the sword flashed -

Conquer strength with softness!

Tai Chi swordsmanship!

Yu Jinpeng finally took action!

"Well done!"

"Two-pole boxing champion!"

"Let's see if the two of you can defeat my Eight-mother Pear Blossom Spear together!"

Guo Xi laughed wildly, fighting one against two, single-handedly against two great masters, and he did not lose the upper hand.

'Ghost Shadow' Guo Xi!
The first sword contest was not top-notch, but the second one was truly dazzling!
……

The sword fight is held on Cangshan Mountain, and the stars are shining.

There are old brands.

There are rookies.

But the most discussed person was Yan Chuang who was not present.

At this time, Yan Chuang was touring Black Hawk to give military lectures.

……

"Nine hundred and ninety thousand people inside and outside Chenshui City."

"Zhuanji City is 1.14 million."

"New Willow City, 1.32 million."

Yan Chuang has been giving lectures in Black Hawk Territory for three consecutive days, covering three cities. The number of military and civilians listening in the three cities is higher than the other, with a total population of more than 345 million.

The whole city was discussing military matters, and the response was overwhelming.

However, the "Divine Art of the Holy Fire Token" was always stuck at 89 points and could never break through to the peak of the eighth realm.

Yan Chuang talked about the "unorthodox teachings" of the two cities, but made little progress.

He gradually realized that

"Holy Fire Token Divine Art."

"It is a side-door study."

"Sideways!"

"Sideways!"

"Since it is a side door, it will not go far. The late eighth realm is the limit, and the peak of the eighth realm is difficult to reach."

Yan Chuang understood.

He decisively gave up and turned to focus more on "Lingbo Weibu".

When they arrived at Xinliu City, Yan Chuang still started his lecture with Xingyiquan, incorporating more aspects of light Kung Fu, ranging from ordinary people's walking, sitting and lying, breaking the limits and moving around, to the innate ability to travel a thousand miles a day and the flying of gods.

The thoughts and insights of more than one million people were fed back to Yan Chuang, which was equivalent to more than one million inspirations flashing in his heart. Yan Chuang started from the light Kung Fu of "Lingbo Weibu", constantly touching, grasping, and comprehending. In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and each thought could more or less enhance Yan Chuang's understanding of "Lingbo Weibu".

Every thought was correct.

The least can be equivalent to Yan Chuang's comprehension and thinking for a day, half a day, an hour, or even a minute or a second.

But even if each of these more than one million thoughts is only equivalent to one second of Yan Chuang's thinking and comprehension, a million thoughts gathered together are equivalent to half a month of Yan Chuang's hard practice and contemplation.

But that’s not all!
A martial artist.

The limit of Qi and blood.

Break the limit.

Peak state.

The innate god general.

The higher their strength and the deeper their cultivation, the more they think and feel while listening to the lectures, and the more feedback they give to Yan Chuang. For example, a congenital divine general can be equivalent to tens of thousands of ordinary people. Yan Chuang absorbs feedback from these people. More than one million brand new listeners, their feedback is more than enough to match Yan Chuang's half a month of hard practice, more than half a year, more than ten years, too much, too much, endless.

Originally, if Yan Chuang practiced and comprehended Lingbo Weibu step by step, he might be stuck in the late eighth realm for ten, twenty, thirty, forty or even a lifetime and would never be able to reach the peak of the eighth realm, just like many fourth-level and fifth-level generals, who are always out of reach.

However, with the feedback from more than three million listeners in three cities, in just three days, three hours a day, Yan Chuang seemed to have crossed over months, years, decades and even hundreds of years of hard practice. Countless thoughts passed through his mind, and too many insights helped him enrich his understanding of "Lingbo Weibu".

Over time.

Drops of water merge into rivers, mighty and powerful, breaking through the shackles in one fell swoop -

[Your 'Lingbo Weibu' has been improved, and your proficiency +1]

……

[Light Footsteps: Reaching the Pinnacle of the Eight Realms (90)]

...May 22, the twelfth year of Hongwu in Dayan.

"Lingbo Weibu" finally broke through and became Yan Chuang's first eight-level peak unique skill.

The peak of the eighth realm!

Peak fifth level!

Yan Chuang is really only one step away from the sixth level!
……

"Glimpses."

"Streaming light."

"Change."

"The hexagram."

"The Milky Way."

On the top of Xinliu City, "Green-Winged Bat King" Yuchi Bing was listening to a lecture. This was the third time he had listened to Yan Chuang's martial arts lecture. He benefited a lot from each three-hour lecture. In the past, he had formed a fixed mindset and had always found it difficult to break through various martial arts. Under Yan Chuang's explanation, he was touched and finally made progress. It seemed that he had opened his eyes. His comprehension ability increased greatly, and all kinds of thinking became active. In the past, he was like a stagnant pool of water, but this time he finally came alive again.

touch.

think.

Sentiment.

progress.

The unique light-weight skill that Yuchi Bing has cultivated is called "Green-Winged Divine Travel". In the past, he thought he had mastered it. In recent years, he has been trying to understand and learn other light-weight skills and other body techniques in order to apply them to other situations. However, he has practiced "Green-Winged Divine Travel" for decades and it has been ingrained in his bones. Yuchi Bing is completely the shape of "Green-Winged Divine Travel" from the inside out. How can it be easy for him to comprehend other light-weight skills?
Learn from others?

Open to all rivers?

It's easier said than done!

Most of the people in this world are either broad-minded but not deeply-rooted, or deeply-rooted but not broad-minded. It is a true saying that one cannot digest so much as to bite off more than one bite. Yuchi Bing has a deep understanding of this.

Once you have gone too far in specialization and have mastered it to the core, it will be difficult to change and become more broad-minded!

If you go too far in terms of breadth, your mind will become distracted and it will be difficult to change and specialize again!

Yuchi Bing was in a state of deep depression, and it was extremely difficult for him to make further progress. It was not that he could not find more or even better unique skills, but they were not compatible with his own "Blue Winged Divine Movement", so all his efforts were in vain.

Yuchi Bing made too many attempts, and all failed.

Wei Buqun took him to consult many innate masters, but each time he failed.

This time when he met Yan Chuang, he just treated it as a last-ditch effort and gave it a try, just in case!
As a result, decades of hard training turned into firewood, and Yan Chuang's martial arts lecture was actually a raging flame, which ignited his belly of dry firewood, and with a bang, the firewood burst into flames -

"I got it!"

Yuchi Bing suddenly realized the truth, his eyes widened with boundless joy.

May 22, the twelfth year of Hongwu in Dayan.

One of the four Dharma Kings of the Black Hawk Sect, the 'Green-Winged Bat King' Yuchi Bing attained enlightenment at the age of fifty-nine!

……

"Kindness without saying thanks!"

"From now on, Yuchi's life belongs not only to the leader, but also to City Lord Yan! If you need me, just call me at any time. I will be willing to die forever!"

When Yuchi Bingqing succeeded in achieving enlightenment through the Yunjuding, he came to Yan Chuang first, bowed down and expressed his gratitude with tears streaming down his face.

It is hard to imagine the despair and fear of Yuchi Bing, who was trapped at the peak state and watched himself gradually grow old as he approached sixty years old, unable to attain enlightenment and make further progress, unless he reached that point.

Like falling into the abyss.

It's dark.

At this time, Yan Chuang helped him to prove his truth, which was equivalent to pulling him out of the dark abyss. The kindness he showed was no less than that of having a second parent. Yuchi Bing could not be too grateful.

Look at the 'Golden Lion King' Dang Hong. He has no chance to express gratitude or to be 'broken into pieces'. His eyes are red with envy.

just.

now.

All eyes were focused on Yan Chuang and Yuchi Bing, and no one paid attention to Dang Hong.

aside.

"City Lord Yan." Wei Buqun also bowed to Yan Chuang after Yuchi Bing and said, "City Lord Yan has been very kind to my Black Hawk Sect. In the future, just give me a call, and everyone in the Black Hawk Sect, including me, will obey your orders."

Wei Buqun took out a token and said, "This is the 'Sky Eagle Order'. It is a pair with the leader's token, the 'Black Eagle Order'. Seeing the order is like seeing the leader. Yan Cheng presides over the 'Sky Eagle Order' and can mobilize any Sky Eagle sect member at any time and any place. Anyone who violates the order will be punished by the entire sect!"

Sky Eagle Order!
The person holding this order is almost equivalent to the honorary leader of the Sky Eagle Sect. He does not have to take charge of any affairs, but can mobilize any personnel from the Black Hawk Sect. This can be said to have raised Yan Chuang's status in the Black Hawk Sect to the highest level, and there is no room for improvement.

"Senior Wei, this is too valuable." Yan Chuang was shocked.

Is it worth it for Wei Buqun to risk his life just to let a Green-Winged Bat King achieve the innate state?
wrong!

wrong!

……

"I gave him the Sky Eagle Order, not only because of the Bat King's enlightenment." That night, the Black Hawk Cult's top leaders met, and Wei Buqun handed a piece of data to Song Ping, Yuchi Bing, Dang Hong, and Wei Lingshan. "This records the comparison of the one thousand people in Chenshui City and the one thousand people in Zuanji City before and after listening to Yan Chuang's martial arts lecture. Among the one thousand people, there are those who have reached the limit of Qi and blood, those who have broken the limit, those who have acquired the realm, and those who have reached the peak. The strength and age distribution are at all stages, and the martial arts are varied. There are too many differences among the one thousand people. But in Yan Chuang's martial arts lecture, at least eight hundred of the one thousand people have made progress, at least two hundred have made obvious progress, and at least sixty or seventy have made major breakthroughs. Among them, those who are older and have stagnated for a longer time account for the highest proportion."

The four of them looked through the statistics, and the cold data had the most say——

"How did he do that?" Wei Lingshan was shocked.

Yan Chuang was lecturing on martial arts on the top of the city wall, holding a "white horn loudspeaker" to talk to more than one million people. He used his sword energy to stir up the wind, sand and fallen leaves in the air to gather into a human shape to demonstrate his martial arts. Just like that, it was not easy to explain the "Xingyiquan" clearly.

But what about Yan Chuang?

Not only does he explain "Xingyiquan" thoroughly, but he also allows different people to gain insights and achieve breakthroughs from his martial arts lectures?
"How is this possible!" Song Ping was also shocked, but she thought again: "In fact, I also had some insights when Yan Chuang was teaching martial arts. I originally thought that it was a coincidence that something he said touched me, and it was the result of my own hard work. It had little to do with Yan Chuang's teaching martial arts. But now it seems that this is not the case?"

As soon as Song Ping said this——

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(End of this chapter)