Chapter 37: Cunning swordsmanship

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Wang Haochen let out a sigh of relief and slowly collected the vitality surging in his body into the Litian, his eyes slowly opened.
"About two hours, only 20 points of martial arts value was refined, and Yuan Li only increased by more than two hundred..." Sitting on the narrow broken wooden bed, Wang Haochen slightly condensed his eyebrows.
It takes an average of five minutes to practice a little martial arts value, and a little martial arts value can only refine a vitality of about ten points.
Yuanli has reached more than four hundred, but still has not broken through to the second layer of the rear boundary.
With more than eight thousand martial arts points, even if you keep refining for one or twenty-four hours, it will take more than one thousand six hundred to complete the exercise. It will take five years. It will take too long, right?
Judging from the current situation that the four hundred yuan strength has not broken through the first level of the rear realm, even if he refines all the martial arts value, it is estimated that he will not be able to raise the cultivation base to the peak of the rear realm, at most six or seven.
The speed is too slow!
In five years or so, the cultivation base has been steadily increased from the first level of the rear stage to the sixth or seventh level of the rear stage. Is this speed slow?
If the talents of major families knew what Wang Haochen was thinking, he would have to find a piece of tofu to kill him.
After the cultivation base breaks through to the rear realm, every time the cultivation base increases by one level, the difficulty is doubled. Even for those talents, the goal of the whole life is to raise the cultivation base to the 9th rear realm, and then look for opportunities to break through. First state.
It took Wang Haochen five years to finish the road they had taken decades to complete, but he was still not satisfied.
How greedy this is!
Wang Haochen also knows the difficulty of cultivation. If it is all based on his own cultivation, he will be able to raise his cultivation to the sixth or seventh level in the back realm in five years, and he will also have fun, but he is different, he has a punishment system.
If there is a penalty system in hand, the cultivation speed is only a little faster than those so-called, Wang Haochen feels that he is really a veritable waste.
"You have to find a way to get a higher level of cultivation technique, or to upgrade the dark profound strength technique again." Wang Haochen secretly said in his heart.
After he upgraded the Dark Profound Strength technique at the beginning, the speed of refining Wushu cultivation value has increased a lot. From this point of view, the speed of refining Wushu cultivation value has a lot to do with the cultivation technique.
If he could obtain a high-grade Xuan-level or even a spiritual-level technique, he believed that his speed of refining martial arts would increase a lot, and his cultivation speed would also increase accordingly.
"Oh!" Wang Haochen swept his consciousness in the penalty system, and sighed when he looked at the zero behind the penalty value.
To upgrade the Dark Profound Strength technique again, a penalty value of three hundred and fifty points is required. The rare penalty value is completely indefinite.
"Why there needs to be a penalty!" Wang Haochen wailed in his heart.
After a little calm, his consciousness moved, and two things appeared in his hands, a book of more than 20 centimeters thick, and a yellowed ancient scroll.
Looking at these two things in his hands, he sighed again.
It has been a long time since the Yuanwendian started, but there has been no penalty to learn, and the yellowed ancient scroll is the sword technique just obtained from Wang Lufeng.
"Can you learn by yourself without relying on the system?" Wang Haochen's eyes lit up.
Since he got the penalty system, he has relied on the penalty system. No matter what he wants to do, the first thing he thinks of is the penalty system.
"Others don't have a punishment system, and they can still cultivate, why can't I?" Wang Haochen gradually became excited.
Nima!
Wang Haochen looked through the Kaiyuan Wendian with enthusiasm, and his face was black after seeing it for two minutes.
In the Yuanwen Code, there are one hundred and eight basic elementary patterns recorded, which are the basis of all formations. Any formation on the earth is derived from the combination of these one hundred and eight basic elementary patterns.
However, there is only one kind of Yuan Wen, which occupies three or four pages of content in the Yuan Wendian, with tens of thousands of words spreading, and he feels dizzy when he sees it.
Basic characteristics, combination methods, portrayal methods...too many and too complicated.
"Who made such a complicated thing!" Wang Haochen admires the sages who created the formation method. This brain capacity is a bit scary.
"I'll forget it, I'll do it later." Wang Haochen gave up directly.
If you really want to learn all the things in the Yuanwen, it will not be possible in a year or a half. He has a penalty system, and it is not cost-effective to waste this time. As long as there is enough penalty value, you can learn it instantly. Why waste this time.
Even if the penalty is hard to get, it is better than wasting so much time.
Putting the Yuanwendian into the storage system, and then opening the yellowed ancient scroll, his eyes condensed slightly.
"No way!"
Wang Haochen couldn't help but stared.
The sword technique is called Cunning Sword Technique. From Jie Shao's point of view, it is indeed a sophisticated sword technique, powerful, and every move is extremely strange. It is out of common sense and unpredictable. If this sword technique is really practiced successfully , Even if it is against opponents whose cultivation base is one or two levels higher than that, it's still a good fight.
However, because the swordsmanship is weird, it is all surprisingly winning, so the difficulty of those swordsmanship is extremely high, the changes are extremely complicated, and the trajectory of the vitality is also strange.
Wang Haochen was a little dumbfounded. With my background in gymnastics, I can learn such difficult movements?
Holding the ancient scroll in one hand, he made a gesture according to the sword technique.
"Boom!"
Before the simplest move was completed, his body slanted and fell directly on the bed, and the weird and awkward movements he made were really a bit horrible.
It's just a simple move, and it hasn't taken into account the operation of Yuanli.
"Damn, what kind of ghost sword technique is this!" Wang Haochen smashed the ancient scroll on Lin fiercely.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lengshen for a long time, am I not a piece of material for learning martial arts?
Wang Haochen began to wonder if his qualifications were a little too useless.
"Cuckoo..."
Suddenly, there was a strange noise, and Wang Haochen recovered slightly, and instinctively stretched out his hand to cover his belly.
Almost no meal, the stomach churned.
"Where can I get something to eat?" Wang Haochen swept through the windy and rainy room, his face darkened.
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing to eat, and in his memory, there are some rusty pots and pans in the next room, but there is not even a grain of moldy rice.
"Would you like to be so miserable?" Wang Haochen clutched his stomach, picked up the ancient scroll, got up to go out, his face was terribly dark.
The color is a bit late, and the breeze is blowing.
Blowing in the cool breeze and breathing the fresh air outside, Wang Haochen's mind became a little clearer, his eyes swept across the gradually lit Wang's house, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.
The Wang family is a big family with thousands of people. It is impossible to eat together. Therefore, on some major festivals, most of the ethnic talents will gather to eat a sumptuous feast, and the Wang family does not have any public dining halls. Life has to be solved by yourself.
In the family, all the palaces and pavilions are distributed to the tribesmen according to the specifications. That is the daily life of most tribesmen. Parents and relatives gather together. Naturally, there is no need to worry about eating.
However, Wang Haochen was alone, and the family did not care about him. This meal became a big problem.
"I have a penalty system. Wouldn't it be hard to get stuck by eating?" Wang Haochen felt aggrieved in his heart, "How did this guy live before?"
In the past, Wang Haochen had no cultivation base and was humiliated by others. With this situation, how did he survive? Why didn't he live and starve to death?
As soon as Wang Haochen thought, a figure appeared in his mind
"Grandpa Heng?" Wang Haochen's face was slightly flustered, and a look of guilt came out in his eyes.
The sense of guilt was not under his control at all, and naturally poured out of his heart.
He Heng was not a member of the Wang family, but a subordinate of the Wang family, but He Heng entered the Wang family by himself and watched his father grow up. They were like father and son.
After the death of her father, He Heng took great care of Wang Haochen, and once finally angered the eldest lady, she directly drove He Heng out of the Wang family.
However, He Heng was worried that Wang Haochen was alone and did not go far, so he stayed in Hewei City. Not far from Wang's house, he opened a bun shop to take care of Wang Haochen.
He Heng, an old man, also has to take care of Wang Haochen, so the two of them do not live well. Most of the time, they can only eat buns to avoid having a strong belly. But even so, He Heng has always been taking care of him and will never leave him.
In Wang Haochen's mind, the old man with a rickety body and wrinkles on his face gradually became clear.
"Grandpa Heng!" Wang Haochen felt sour and misty in his eyes.
Wang Haochen knew in his heart that the original memory of this body was affecting him, but there was no rejection in his heart. The old man made him feel warm.
After passing through, for the first time there was someone who made him feel warm.
"Grandpa Heng, don't worry, I'm back, I will take care of you in the future, and I will never let you suffer again!" Wang Haochen waved his sleeves, wiped his eyes fiercely, and strode towards the outside of Wang's house.
In Hewei City, Wang's family is considered to be a big clan, occupying a large area dozens of miles north of Hewei City, and even encased a large mountain.
As night fell, bright lights lit up in the palace attic of the Wang family, completely illuminating the huge Wang family, and in the shadows behind, that big mountain, like a giant, guarded the Wang family.
Teams of family guards shuttled through the family, patrolling all corners to protect the safety of the king's family. They were dressed in iron armor, armed with spears, and steel swords hanging from their waists. They looked resolute.
Wang Haochen walked among the Wang's house, passing by a team of guards.
"Isn't this that waste?"
"Isn't he who else? It's a veritable to run out at such a late hour, playing and not thinking about cultivation."
"His meridians are damaged, how to cultivate, this generation is hopeless!"
"Shut up to me, no matter how he is a disciple of the Wang family, it's not something we can talk about. Don't make trouble yourself." As the captain let out a cold voice, the team of guards drifted away.
Wang Haochen didn't care, he shook his head slightly, and walked straight forward. He believed that his name of trash would be washed away soon.
These are just the guards recruited by the Wang family, and the information is not well informed, otherwise you should know that he is no longer what he used to be.
In fact, Wang Haochen's matter has spread among the royal family members, causing a wave of trouble, and the speed of spreading among the Wang family members has slowed down a lot, but the most obvious, all will definitely know.
"Son, don't blame me for not reminding you. When the Haishi arrives, you must close the door. Don't blame me if you can't get in." In front of the Wang's door, a Tsing Yi servant sneered.
The Tsing Yi servant looked not much bigger than him, and he was only a subordinate, but facing Wang Haochen, he was in a superior posture.
Wang Haochen was much lazy and walked straight out the door.
"A rubbish, even pretending to be an air of me!" Qing Yi looked at Wang Haochen's back, his eyes filled with disdain.
Since passing between the eight warriors guarding the door, a rather quiet avenue is at your feet, extending to the bustling street in the distance.
(End of this chapter)