The system is making a fuss, and the skills are automatically cultivated

Ten days later, in the Tongjing Pavilion.

Qin Yu pinched his eyebrows and blinked his sore eyes.

After reading for ten consecutive days, he felt that he had not even touched the surface of the Eight Desolate Palm.

During this period, he tried to perform the palm method.

But he could not even perform the first level of the palm method.

"Is my understanding really so terrible?"

Qin Yu looked at the Eight Desolate Palm in his hand, and his eyes hesitated.

After a moment, Qin Yu gritted his teeth:

"No!"

"Can't give up!"

"Otherwise, two thousand contribution points will be wasted!"

After thinking about it, Qin Yu took a deep breath, continued to open the martial arts book, and read from the beginning.

This time, as soon as he opened the book, a system prompt sounded in his mind:

"The Eight Desolate Palm is afraid that the host will die suddenly during practice, so he worked hard to practice and successfully broke through to the 'entry' realm!"

Then, countless insights into the skills emerged.

Qin Yu's face relaxed at once.

A smile appeared on his lips:

"Finally! Finally!"

Then, Qin Yu put down the book on his knees and raised his palm.

He casually slapped out a palm shadow!

A sharp sonic boom sounded!

Then, Qin Yu used the second palm again!

The power of this palm increased several times!

After the palm shadow disappeared, a burst of explosions broke out in the air!

Qin Yu put down his palm and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Finally, I have entered the door."

"However, although the Eight Desolate Palm has entered the door, it still cannot be used at the same time, and can only be used one palm at a time."

"Such power is far less than the power of superposition."

"I am afraid that if you want to superimpose the palm method, you have to reach the level of minor success at least."

"I didn't expect that the system would take so long to comprehend the skills this time."

"Is it because the skill level is high, so the system is much more difficult to practice?"

After thinking about it, I felt that it was probably so.

But now that the Eight Desolate Palm has entered the door, there is no need for me to continue reading books.

After thinking, Qin Yu stood up and put the book in his hand on the bookshelf.

The prohibition on the bookshelf lit up, wrapping the Eight Desolate Palm again.

Then, Qin Yu continued to wander around, looking at the skills on the bookshelf.

Although the Xuan-level skills are very powerful, Qin Yu now has only 500 contribution points left and cannot exchange them, so he can only feast his eyes.

Looking at it, he returned to the Yellow-level area.

Suddenly, a familiar martial art came into view.

"Huh?"

"Mountain and River Sword Art?"

"Yellow-level advanced skills?"

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect that the Mountain and River Sword Art in my hand was a Yellow-level martial art.

No wonder I couldn't use it all after so long.

However, now I should be able to use the seventh-level swordsmanship.

I could have used the first three levels a long time ago, but I didn't have time to practice the last four levels.

"I'll be busy when I go back."

Qin Yu stopped watching the skills and martial arts, but had the intention to leave.

He walked outside the Tongjing Pavilion and towards the Disciple Pavilion.

…

At the same time.

On the top floor of the Tongjing Pavilion.

Li Chuanshen's face was gray, and he looked at Qin Yu's figure leaving, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"How could this happen? What's so strange about this kid?!"

"In the past ten days, I kept trying to attack him with my spiritual consciousness, but I didn't find that there was a spiritual soul magic weapon in his body, or a spiritual soul technique that blocked my detection."

"Without exception, the spiritual consciousness was shattered by the strangeness every time."

Li Chuanshen shook his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He fell to the ground dejectedly, his eyes gray.

"What a weird kid!"

…

"What?"

"In the past ten days, that spiritual consciousness kept detecting me?"

Qin Yu walked on the road, but his mind was talking to the Shura Patriarch in his mind.

The Shura Patriarch in his mind nodded, with a somewhat annoyed expression:

"It's really annoying. His soul is as weak as an ant, but he keeps investigating me!"

"It's just as annoying as an ancient mosquito!"

"If I didn't have a physical body now, I would have slapped it to death!"

After Shura Patriarch finished speaking, he paused and continued:

"But."

"That consciousness has no malice."

After saying this, Qin Yu was silent for a moment and frowned.

He changed his steps and no longer walked towards the Disciple Pavilion, but walked towards his Heavenly Rank Disciple's cultivation cave.

Originally, he wanted to go to the Disciple Pavilion to see if he could use the remaining merit points in his hand to exchange for some cultivation items, or find some ways to exchange contribution points.

But now, Nie Changfeng's inadvertent killing intent and the non-stop investigation for ten days made Qin Yu understand.

Even if he was in a large sect like Qinglong Academy, he was still not safe.

To ensure his own safety, facing dangers that he didn't know, he had to improve his strength.

Therefore, Qin Yu is now going to practice in seclusion.

Returning to the Heavenly Stage disciples' practice area, Qin Yu called down the stone slab and returned to the attic.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, he heard a call from the opposite attic.

Qin Yu looked up and saw a slender purple figure, through the attic, greeting him.

Seeing the smart Zhao Yue, Qin Yu's mind relaxed a little.

Then, Zhao Yue ran over happily.

The two drank ghost tea and chatted for a while.

Zhao Yue has been in seclusion for the past two days and has broken through a small realm, so she is in a good mood and her eyes are always curved.

During this period, Qin Yu asked Zhao Yue about Nie Changfeng.

The answer he received was that this person was very popular among his fellow disciples.

Because he is neither humble nor arrogant, and is as gentle as jade.

All disciples and elders appreciate it very much.

Moreover, the elders of the Inner Sect Royal Beast Peak also let out words.

As long as Nie Changfeng can enter the inner gate, he will be accepted as his disciple.

Listening to Nie Changfeng's deeds, Qin Yu frowned slightly.

No one is perfect.

The more perfect a person appears on the outside, the more terrifying the things hidden inside may be.

After all, even though the murderous intention passed away in a flash, Qin Yu would never feel it wrong.

No matter what, you have to be on guard.

Zhao Yue chattered for a moment, then waved away with satisfaction.

After calming down, Qin Yu began to plan his training.

From then on, Qin Yu practiced the Nine Dragons Swallowing Heaven Technique at night to improve his level.

In the morning during the day, he practiced the Mountain and River Sword Technique and the Eight Desolate Palms, as well as the Shadow Shadow Technique.

As for the afternoon, I sat cross-legged and meditated on the Shura Ancestor in the spiritual platform.

In this way, it repeats day by day.

…

One afternoon a month later.

Qin Yu sat cross-legged on the ceiling of the attic and exhaled a thick breath.

His consciousness was released.

Under the invisible consciousness, the entire ten-mile area of ​​Tianjie Disciple Pavilion was clearly reflected in Qin Yu's heart.

Even the slightest movement of the spiritual plant cannot escape Qin Yu's pursuit.

There seemed to be hundreds of Qin Yu's eyes between the heaven and the earth, covering and observing the land ten miles away without any blind spots.

After a moment of novel observation, Qin Yu withdrew his consciousness and opened his eyes.

"I don't know how much my spiritual consciousness has improved now."