Lao An guessed the wrong outcome of the final. This shows that Lao An is a mortal, only the luck of a mortal.

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Puff! Puff!

Lu'er's little fist hit the air one after another, and the sound rang out slightly, rolling up a stream of air, blowing up the dust on the ground and scattering it.

So, over and over again.

The formed fist wind blows the flowers and plants around the green ones into a faint circle, and the arc changes show the fist posture.

When Lu'er skillfully punched out one punch after another, suddenly, her fist hit the air for a moment, as if she was in a viscous environment, and her movements became extremely slow.

The most special thing is that a unique charm is coming out with a heart, slowly condensing from all directions to slowly attacking fists.

The differences brought by the unique aura made Tan Weiran notice. When he turned his head slightly, his divine thoughts swept away Lu'er's condition and immediately showed his eyes happy: "Lu'er's boxing technique is finally about to break through!"

This is really great! If there is no breakthrough again, Tan Weiran would really doubt whether he had taught him completely wrongly.

There are probably only a few people in the entire wilderness who have not condensed the true meaning of the moves and techniques. Coincidentally, Lu'er is one of them.

Tan Weiran had almost doubted whether this girl had no sense of martial arts practice! However, this girl practiced the body technique taught by Yan Duwu unexpectedly and soon developed her experience and achievements, which made him dispel his guess.

Fist, palms and fingers?

Swords, guns, swords and halberds?

What Lu'er likes to practice and which one is suitable for her? Tan Weiran couldn't figure it out at all. It was because no matter what skills she practiced, she looked beautiful. But she couldn't practice the true meaning of the moves. Instead, she practiced Qi, and her talent was obviously outstanding.

Later, he simply passed on everything, teaching each category to this girl to see which category she tends to in actual practice.

Fortunately, she finally condensed the true meaning of her moves. This is the first time!

Thinking of her and herself, Tan Weiran couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that I don't have the ability of my master to teach my disciples, I'm far behind, I'm far behind. Lu'er was almost ruined by me."

Think about the five disciples of the 64th generation of the Jianxing Peak, which showed the master's ability to teach his disciples. If we take a look at the Lu Xingyun, who is still not sure whether he is considered a fellow disciple, he said that the name Lu Xingyun is a little more ordinary, but his new name after becoming famous in the future is guaranteed to be shocked: Lu Yaoxing!

Many people were shocked by Tan Weiran's amazing performance. But Tan Weiran felt that the real incredible one should be the master!

"There is no need to underestimate yourself. If you didn't teach me well, she wouldn't have the foundation she is now."

A voice sounded in my ears, and I saw the Huangquan Martial Domain slightly retracting, revealing the figure of the sect Changkong. Looking at this side, he said: "This girl is different from an ordinary martial arts monk. She is good at practicing qi, but she lacks aggressiveness and does not have the strong desire of martial arts monks."

Therefore, in addition to the skills used to injure and kill people, Lu'er can practice excellently.

Lu'er's temperament was not formed in one or two days. Tan Weiran didn't know this. After asking Zong Changkong's method, Zong Changkong's words made him realize: "Teach her some skills that are weaker and more concealed, or skills that she thinks are not much aggressive."

Lu'er is good at practicing qi, and there is no doubt that she is good at practicing qi. She is just as old as a peace talk, and now she is in the late stage of the realm. You know, she is actually two years late in her real practice.

Unfortunately, Lu'er is not a disciple of Tianxing Sect.

Whenever he thinks of this section, Zong Changkong feels a little unspeakable regret, just because although his performance in Qi training is not only mediocre, he is definitely not outstanding.

Zhenzhen’s outstanding strength lies in his skills and combat strength, and in his resilience.

Among the same generation, or generations who are similar to him, are old, dead, and breakthrough. Now, looking at the entire wasteland, there are still no ones who are still alive and can breathe.

Although it shows that Zong Changkong is always inferior to a genius when practicing Qi, he is always one step slower. From another perspective, it just shows that his strength is so strong.

If he had not had outstanding combat power and achieved a record of nearly complete victory, he would not have lived to be over 7,000 years old. You should know that with the characteristics of crossing the disaster realm, few people could have lived to this age. What's more, his strength is still there now.

Let Zong Changkong guide a person's skills, which is very high-level and sharp. He can see through Lu'er's problems at a glance at him after a little contact. Every time he takes a few instructions occasionally, Lu'er will make a breakthrough in excitement.

Even if we talk about the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound that Wuran practiced, the shortcomings and weaknesses are also obvious in the Changkong of the Sect. It is pointed out in a few words: "It is incredible that you practice the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound to this point. However, it is too extreme. Is it desirable to completely abandon the changes and sound killing? I don't know. But!"

"I can tell you that I have seen the Nine Tribulation Thunder Spirit played by the powerful Miaoyin Tan family, and even the Nine Section Thunder Illusion played by the branches and side-segments of the Tan family. Everyone has different practices, but none of them is going to such extremes."

It is good or bad to practice sword skills to the extreme, Zong Changkong doesn't know. No one knows anything better than him. He will not really understand a certain martial arts principle until he is not at a certain level. He will never step forward by stepping forward when practicing moves and skills.

A monk cannot condense his spirit without his own ideas and understandings.

Just like the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound, Tan Weiran realized the domineering and purity, and naturally integrated his ideas, and then he practiced the current Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound.

"It is easy to break, and your Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound is too pure and too extreme. Therefore, if you put all your strength into it, you can only get a sword!" Zong Changkong saw it very accurately: "There is no change, it is simple and crude. You must know what the consequences will be."

Tan Weiran certainly knew that if he missed a single blow, it would be his turn to be at a disadvantage, and it would not be uncommon to fall into a passive state.

Secondly, it is completely easy to hit a few people with pure earth skills, such as restraining the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sounds or Exploding each other.

"Actually, the above statements are secondary. You will not only do it, but not rely on it. Even if it is a weakness or a problem, it will not cause too serious problems." Zong Changkong suddenly changed his tone: "You only need to figure out two things. You chose the path of Jiujie Leiyin. Can you follow this path to the end?"

"Such extreme and such an indomitable nine-tribulation thunder sound is really suitable for you. Do you really want it?"

"What is the answer, why don't you ask yourself."

Zong Changkong stared at Tan Weiran's eyes. He seemed to have an amazing insight into the inner world. Tan Weiran was deeply locked in his eyebrows, raised his head slightly to see Lu'er just completing his breakthrough and was excited. He also saw the gray and grass green in the distance mixed together, which was extremely difficult to distinguish.

"Young Master, I've broken through, I've trained..."

Lu'er's face turned red. She was extremely excited when she realized the true meaning for the first time. She shouted excitedly, and jumped over while jumping over, but she saw Tan Weiran seemingly thinking something and completely ignored her.

Her voice failed to reach Tan Weiran's ears, and Zong Changkong directly intercepted it with the voice and people: "Don't go over and disturb him. He is just trying to make a big deal, which is very important to him."

It is very important to the young master! Lu'er was shocked and hurriedly covered her mouth with her little hands, covering the leaking sound of air, and looked at Tan Weiran in surprise. Seeing her innocent movements and appearance, Zong Changkong couldn't help laughing. With him, he was there. It was not that easy to disturb Tan Weiran.

He said that conversation is very important, and it is a vague feeling.

"Ask yourself?"

A sentence with a slight tone made him think, and this sentence became louder and louder in his mind. He gradually clenched his fists, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and repeatedly took out Zong Changkong's words in his mind, and his eyes gradually became brighter: "Sen Master said to me that practicing is like a person who knows the warmth and coldness of water."

"You can ask the elders and ask them for answers. However, there are some that are destined to not get answers from outsiders. Even if you get the answer, it is not your answer. Because, cultivation is yourself, and sometimes only you know the taste and understanding of it."

Some questions can only be answered if you ask yourself the heart.

“What is the answer?”

Two simple questions stumped him.

A skill can have many different appearances and seems to have taken many paths. However, there must be only a few paths that are correct, and it is truly able to practice this skill to the extreme and peak.

In summary, Miaoyin Tan’s Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound is a true soul-level skill. Its peak is ten thousand sword souls. Only by finally being able to practice ten thousand sword souls can one prove that it is one of the few correct paths.

No matter how many people practice the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound, no matter how many tricks you practice or how many different paths you take, you suddenly cannot make progress. When one day comes, you will suddenly wake up. It turns out that the road ahead is broken and you have taken the wrong path. At that time, maybe you have been wasted for decades and hundreds of years on it.

You can stick to yourself and think that the road is not wrong; you can also resist the collapse and resolutely turn around and turn around and go another way.

Tan Weiran took the Nine Tribulation Thunder Yin three times in his previous life, and walked twice before he came out of the lost "Nine Tribulation Thunder Yin" and found the real "Nine Tribulation Thunder Yin".

Can this extreme and domineering practice end up, and can it be the path to achieve ten thousand sword souls? Tan Weiran has no idea.

"Yes. I don't know!" Tan Weiran took a deep breath and exhaled again. In the meantime, the answer in his heart jumped out: "But no one knows except the creator of the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound, even if Miaoyin Tan family doesn't know. Since that's the case, why bother me!"

"This is how I practice now. Is the right path right? I will talk about it when I am wrong."

The real difficulty in answering is the latter question: Is such an indomitable Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound suitable?

This question made Tan Weiran sleepless for seven days and eight nights, and he kept thinking about it all, and could not find the answer.

It was not until seven days later that Tan Weiran suddenly opened his eyes and jumped into the air. The Sword of the Sword quietly burst out purple light from his palm. In an instant, time seemed to have become very slow, and every scene was very vivid.

Tan Weiran roared loudly: "If you should kill, kill, kill, and if you should kill, kill! This is my principle... When you identify the target, you must move forward!"

"middle!"

A rolling mountain range was swept away by purple light in an instant, and the terrifying aura expanded to unparalleled, cutting out a mottled scorch mark of hundreds of feet long. The gust of wind blew, and countless ashes were swelling.

Sword Soul, 70%!

Finally, I broke free from the shackles of my previous life and the entanglement in my heart, and officially entered the realm of great success of my soul!
Chapter completed!