After helping Lu Weiyun register, the elder guarding the pavilion said solemnly: "Practice hard, don't let your master down!"
"I will work hard!"
Lu Weiyun replied seriously and turned to leave.
He did not go to the dormitory, but ran to the dining hall to find the chef of the dining hall to buy spiritual rice.
Lu Weiyun wanted to buy spiritual rice worth 300,000 copper coins, but the chef could not afford it at all, and the dining hall needed spiritual rice every day, so he could only wait for the chef to purchase it a month later.
Lu Weiyun simply gave the 300,000 copper coins to the chef and asked the chef to help him purchase it.
Back in the dormitory, Lu Weiyun opened the secret book of the tiger fist.
This tiger fist is a fist created by imitating the tiger. Once it is cultivated to the peak, it will fight like a real tiger, and its momentum is amazing.
Lu Weiyun came to the yard and began to imitate it according to the diagrams in the secret book, but it was empty but powerless, without any posture.
Lu Weiyun practiced for an hour, but his movements were still very clumsy and he couldn't figure it out at all.
At this time, Xiao Huohuo walked into the yard and saw Lu Weiyun practicing martial arts. The extremely uncoordinated movements almost made him laugh.
"Brother Lu Weiyun, you are practicing the Tiger Fist, right?" Xiao Huohuo couldn't help laughing.
Lu Weiyun stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in surprise: "Brother Xiao, you actually know that I am practicing the Tiger Fist?" Xiao Huohuo smiled leisurely, waved his fists, and punched like a tiger, full of momentum.
Lu Weiyun saw this scene and was surprised: "You also practiced the Tiger Fist?"
"My Xiao family also has this martial art, which is considered a basic martial art. I practiced it to perfection in half a month. Junior Brother Lu Weiyun, you have opened your mind today. Can't you borrow the top-grade martial arts of the human level? Why are you practicing the Tiger Fist?"
Xiao Huohuo asked curiously.
Lu Weiyun explained: "Senior Brother Xiao, you also know that I am a waste bloodline. It is impossible for me to practice the top-grade martial arts of the human level, so try this Tiger Fist!"
"So that's it!"
Xiao Huohuo nodded slightly and said: "Junior Brother, you are a waste bloodline. It is a miracle that you can open your mind. I wonder how long it will take you to practice the Tiger Fist to perfection!"
"Senior Brother Xiao, what is the degree of perfection?"
Lu Weiyun asked.
Xiao Huohuo replied: "Most martial arts are divided into entry, minor success, great success, and perfection according to proficiency. Ordinary martial artists can only practice to the great success. If you want to achieve perfection, you need to spend several times more time to study!"
"I have a fourth-grade bloodline talent. I practiced the Tiger Fist. It took me three days to get started, seven days to achieve minor success, and half a month to achieve major success. If you are a monster like the Saint, I am afraid that you can practice directly to the great success in three days!"
Listening to Xiao Huohuo's words, Lu Weiyun secretly sighed that bloodline talent is too important.
Lu Weiyun came back to his senses and smiled calmly: "Then I wish Brother Xiao to practice to perfection as soon as possible!"
"I don't plan to practice the Tiger Fist to perfection. If I have that time, I can practice the middle-grade and upper-grade martial arts of the human level. The Tiger Fist is a transitional fist after all!"
Xiao Huohuo shook his head and said: "Okay, Brother Lu Weiyun, you practice well. You have a waste bloodline. It's not easy to practice to the entry level!"
After that, Xiao Huohuo did not disturb Lu Weiyun and returned to his dormitory.
Lu Weiyun continued to practice the Tiger Fist, but it was still difficult to get started.
However, Lu Weiyun persisted for seventy years in order to open up his mind. Naturally, he was not afraid of difficulties and had been practicing the Tiger Fist.
These days, Lu Weiyun has been practicing the Tiger Fist, while Xiao Huohuo has been opening up his mind in his dormitory.
The two went to the dining hall to eat at a certain time, and continued to practice when they came back.
A month later, Xiao Huohuo finally succeeded in opening his mind. In addition to being happy, he saw that Lu Weiyun was still standing still and had no progress in cultivation, so he began to instruct Lu Weiyun.
However, after several instructions, Lu Weiyun's cultivation still did not improve.
"The waste bloodline is too terrible. No matter how you teach, you can't learn it. I'm afraid that Her Highness the Saint will teach you in person, but it will be useless!"
Xiao Huohuo shook his head and gave up the idea of instructing Lu Weiyun.
"Brother Xiao, my talent is really too poor, so I won't waste your time. I'll practice slowly by myself. By the way, I have something to do and I'll go out first!"
After Lu Weiyun finished speaking, he left directly.
According to the time, the dining hall should have purchased it.
After practicing outside for a month, Lu Weiyun really felt that he was wasting time. If he entered the pagoda space, he would not feel sorry at all.
After entering the pagoda space, he would work hard again.
His three hundred thousand copper coins could buy sixty bags of spiritual rice, enough for him to practice for eighty-two years.
Seeing Lu Weiyun leave, Xiao Huohuo murmured to himself: "Now that I have successfully opened my mind, I can also go to the Martial Arts Pavilion to borrow martial arts. If I can find a sword manual to match the Fire Spirit Sword, I am afraid that those disciples with fifth-grade bloodline are not my opponents!"
Thinking of this, he also excitedly rushed to the Martial Arts Pavilion.
After a while, a wild laugh came from outside the courtyard.
"Hahaha, I actually found a human-level middle-grade sword technique in the Martial Arts Pavilion, the Fiery Sword Technique. If I can practice this sword technique and practice it to perfection, I can at least open three spiritual orifices!"
Xiao Huohuo couldn't wait to rush into the courtyard, took out the Fire Spirit Sword, and began to swing the Fire Spirit Sword excitedly.
Deep in the Qingyun Gate, in a solemn attic.
More than a dozen elders gathered together, their eyes closed, as if waiting for someone.
After a while, Yun Jiangxue came in, and without waiting for other elders to ask, he said coldly: "I have been creating my own swordsmanship recently, so I have been in seclusion!"
"Elder Yun has started to create his own swordsmanship?"
A goat-bearded old man showed shock on his face.
The other elders were also shocked.
Like Yun Jiangxue, they have all cultivated to the Divine Sea Realm, but they are not yet able to create their own martial arts.
"I have almost created it, and it is just a matter of perfection!"
After Yun Jiangxue finished speaking, he sat down at a seat beside him.
"Okay, let's get back to the point!"
The old man with a goat beard sat up straight and said, "In a month, the Huangdao Sect will bring three new disciples to our sect for exchanges and sparring. Last year and the year before, we lost to the Lihuo Sect and the Tiejian Sect respectively. If we lose to the Huangdao Sect again this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for our Qingyun Sect to raise our heads in front of other sects!"
"I heard that the Huangdao Sect has recruited a genius with a sixth-grade bloodline this time. This person has already opened three spiritual orifices before entering the Huangdao Sect. With him, I'm afraid our sect's new disciples are no match!"
Another elder frowned.
"Grand Elder, you called me to discuss matters because of this matter?"
Yun Jiangxue asked curiously.
The great elder stroked his goatee and said, "Elder Yun, the sect asked you to accept a disciple for this exchange!"
"But the disciple I accepted has a useless bloodline, and it's hard for him to even open his mind. I can't do anything about it!"
Yun Jiangxue shook her head.
It's impossible for her to spend time teaching the disciple. With that time, she would have already perfected her own swordsmanship.
What's more, what can be taught to a disciple who doesn't want to make progress?
"Elder Yun, you really have a good eye for talent. Your disciple with useless bloodline is amazing. He has received the blessing of the immortal and has become the first disciple to open his mind!"
An elder said with envy.
"What?"
Yun Jiangxue's pretty face changed slightly, and her face was full of disbelief.
The disciple she accepted by mistake actually opened his mind?