Shangguan Xing's choice is understandable.

Wei He didn't want to be angry about this matter. When he returned to the yard, he found that Shangguan Xing's residence had been locked.

Liang Huyao was slowly practicing Qimiao Zhengong in the yard, and said without any surprise. "Don't look at it. That guy took refuge in Ouyang Luo. In order to get revenge and break through, he didn't care about anything."

He clasped his hands together and slowly stopped.

"Brother Wei, how far have you practiced?"

Until the time of assessment, everyone is practicing hard behind closed doors, and no one knows anyone’s details.

Assessments are usually held at a fixed time.

Of course, if you expose your cultivation by yourself like Ouyang Luo, it is also allowed.

"There are only a few levels, and this technique gets slower as you go to the back." Wei He sighed.

"Indeed, I was thinking about how so many people were able to enter the blessed land before. Now it seems that many of them are just filling up the quota for strongmen."

As Liang Huyao gets older, he feels a little unspeakable when he thinks that he still has to compete with some grandchildren for a rare spot.

There was a crunching sound.

It just so happened that Zhou Muqing also came back.

She changed into a close-fitting martial arts uniform, and her body was dripping with sweat. It seemed that she had just returned from practicing outside.

Seeing Wei He and Liang Huyao both in the yard, she smiled politely.

"Brother Liang, Wei He, you are all here."

"Well, we were just chatting. The Seven Wonders of True Skills are getting more and more difficult as we go forward. Up to now, I have been motionless for a long time. The feeling of being stuck is too uncomfortable. I can't think of a way." Liang Huyao sighed.

He only reached the third level yesterday. At this speed,

I really don’t know how many years it will take to complete the seventh level.

Only now did Liang Huyao realize how those Zang practitioners had no choice but to go down the mountain and leave, or were suffering at the foot of the mountain, waiting for an opportunity.

"When I was young, I used some dangerous secret techniques that wasted my life. Now that my end is approaching, I have suffered too many hidden injuries. If there is no hope this time..." Liang Huyao said helplessly.

Zhou Muqing went back to his room, changed his clothes, cleaned himself up, and then came out and sat down with the two of them.

She made a pot of tea for the two of them and exchanged information with each other.

"I once created my own Qingliu Gongsu Kung Fu. At that time, I thought that my cultivation was superb and that I could conquer the world. However, not long after I left the main state, I was hit hard by a strange beast from the front. I had no choice but to return to Qingliu Gate.

Recuperate and recuperate.

I am in the same situation as Brother Liang. If you are not forced to do anything, who would be willing to leave your hometown and come here to humble yourself and seek hope."

Wei He was silent, took a sip of tea, and said nothing.

"Brother Wei was able to fight off two real people from the Wu Shi Sect. It can be said that he is extremely talented and talented. It's a pity that he offended the Wu Shi Sect..." Liang Huyao looked at Wei He and naturally made up a reason for him to come here.

This is also what most people around me think.

Wei He didn't bother to explain.

"The key for us now is to think about how to speed up the progress of practice." He said in a deep voice, changing the topic.

"Qi Miao Zhen Gong, starting from the third level, it is all hard work from now on, accumulating blood seal scales bit by bit. There is no shortcut to this. The only way is to weave scales every day.

One day at a time, one day at a time, over time, I think we will be able to complete it." Liang Huyao said.

He raised his head and drank a cup of tea.

"I miss my old wife a little bit...and my newly born grandson...white, fat, and very cute. I don't know how old he is now..."

"I'm really envious." Zhou Muqing said with regret, "I gave up almost everything to pursue martial arts. Now I am alone with only two disciples. They have their own thoughts and are respectful on the surface, but in fact..."

"I'm okay, I just gave birth to a big fat boy, but he's a little skinny." Wei He couldn't help but smile when he thought of his family.

The last time we went back, Wei An was almost as tall as his waist.

As for other subordinates in the sect, no one dares to betray him.

Under the control of Suo Du, Wan Du Sect is still operating secretly, quite smoothly, and everyone is united.

The three of them drank tea and each had their own thoughts.

After repairing for a while, everyone got up and went back to their rooms.

After returning to the room, Wei He continued to practice Qimiao Zhengong.

He now no longer hides the fact that he has a huge amount of Yuan blood, and sprints towards the fifth level of the Seven Wonderful True Skill at full speed.

After entering Jin, he will be able to break away from dynamic exercises and can practice real skills through silent exercises.

However, the fifth level itself requires a long time to practice, so he is not in a hurry.

Accumulate slowly, and when you reach the bottleneck, just use the Boundary Breaking Pearl to forcefully break away.

Time passed by, and in the Moral Palace, several new people came and a few old people left. Just like the old branches and leaves in front of the palace gate.

There is a new woman in Shangguan Xing's room, named Wang Lu. This woman always has a bitter look on her face, and she seems to be working hard every day to practice. She rarely communicates with others.

The three of them just pretended that she didn't exist and just talked, drank tea, and practiced among themselves.

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There was a splash of water, and Wei He walked out of the hot spring pool.

There is a hot spring pool in every room. Behind the bedroom, there is a simple small pool made of stones.

When Wei He was tired from practicing, he would come here to recuperate his body and mind.

Standing up, his body shook with strength, and all the water droplets immediately dispersed.

He put on his clothes and felt the Qimiao True Power surge rapidly throughout his body.

"It's the fifth level... Entering the martial arts master again, with an extra layer of protective power. The next step is to reshape the bone body."

The bone body of Qi Miao Zhen Gong is called Miao Zhen Body.

Wei He sat back at his desk, opened the secret book, and carefully looked at the graphics of Miaozhenti on it.

Only then can I understand why this bone body is not worried about possible conflicts with other bone bodies.

"As a rule, one true skill and one bone body, once completed, cannot be transferred again.

But this..."

Wei He looked at the figures in the secret book, which were far more complex than Juyun's skeleton, and saw the shadows of many kinds of true skills.

"This...is really open to all rivers and all-encompassing!" He even saw a structure similar to the Juyun Bone Body in it.

"This wonderful true body seems to be able to neutralize all other bones and modify them into a neutral bone body without attributes..." Wei He vaguely saw the secret.

Ouyang Luo and Feng Han have always made public announcements every time they break through a level.

Now, several months have passed, and they are still stuck on the fifth floor, probably unable to be reshaped by this bone body.

"This kind of bone body is so complicated. How long will it take to shape it?" Wei He shook his head.

No wonder a seven-wonderful true skill is so stuck that so many geniuses who practice dirty skills are forced to find other ways.

Now it seems that it is not that they are too bad, but that this real skill is too difficult.

There are so many bones, all of which need to be strengthened and assembled into a bone body. This kind of project is much more troublesome than the previous Juyun bone body.

"Forget it, let's take a rest and change our brains."

Wei He combined the Qi Miao Zhen Gong, stood up, moved his body, and began to assume the stance of Jing Hong Jue.

That's right, his rest is to practice in a different way.

Whale Hong Jue now no longer has the shackles of the whale's breathing state. It is moving forward rapidly, breaking through the third level in a few strokes, and is now sprinting towards the fourth level.

"Unfortunately, the fourth level also requires a state called the line between the sky and the sea. It also requires special materials to assist in practice. It's too slow to just run the blood seal and weave the blood sac so hard."

Wei He felt that all his techniques were at a critical stage.

This difficulty is not a bottleneck, but the practice speed is too slow.

However, it is understandable that the fourth level of Jing Hong Jue is almost the top level of this technique, because even the self-creator has not been able to complete the fifth level.

The next level, the fourth level, does not continue to double, but multiplies by two on the current basis to reach thirty-two times.

These few books are the limit of Jinghong Jue. So Wei He is not in a hurry. Now his power is enough.

After practicing the Whale Flood Art for a while, feeling that his body's cultivation had stagnated again, Wei He shook his head and left the room helplessly, sitting down at the stone table to rest.

Hey...

The tea was slowly poured into the white porcelain teacup, creating circles of brown ripples.

Zhou Muqing brought out a pot of tea, put the teapot down, and looked at Wei He who was sitting opposite.

"Come out? I see you have been in seclusion for many days. In the past few months, it seems that everyone has been stuck and unable to move forward. Speaking of which, it has been more than nine months since we entered the sect, right?"
To be continued...