'Okay, the most qualified ones in your palace can last for half an hour, but I have to last for an hour... Is that intentional?'
'I misjudged you before! You are a woman who not only holds a grudge, but is also very evil!'
"This is not teaching me the skills? It's obviously just an excuse to punish me! Sure enough, you hold a grudge against me for my previous thoughts..."
When the thought came to this point, Wang Liang's thoughts stopped abruptly.
It wasn't that his complaints about Yang Yushu were over, but that the pain all over his body prevented him from having any distracting thoughts.
All the energy must be used to fight against the constant heart-breaking pain.
When half an hour was up, Wang Liang slowly stopped shouting and stopped barking.
He closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged, but his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and from time to time large beads of sweat slipped down his cheeks.
Yang Yushu, who was still changing her finger gestures, nodded slightly and thought to herself;
'He is worthy of being chosen by the Immortal's Remnant Soul. Although I said before that among the disciples in the temple who are the most qualified, they can persist for half an hour and reach the entry level.'
'But it is actually an exaggeration. After all, in the past hundred years, only one disciple has reached that level, and he is the second best spiritual root in the temple besides me.'
'And he... has already surpassed that disciple, but it seems that he can continue. This is really beyond my expectation...'
Yes, Wang Liang’s previous conjecture was correct.
Yang Yushu said she wanted him to hold on for an hour, but she was actually trying to punish him.
This set of exercises is the most difficult set of exercises in the Biyun Palace, and can only be accessed by Tianjiao disciples.
And among a hundred genius disciples, only one could persist for a quarter of an hour and touch the threshold.
As for reaching entry level, there has only been one in the past hundred years, and going back a few decades, it was Yang Yushu herself.
What's more important is that this technique is several times easier for women to practice than for men.
In other words, it is several times more difficult for men to practice this technique than for women.
It is conceivable that the pain Wang Liang endured was several times greater.
Biyun Temple has been passed down for hundreds of years, but there has never been a man who can achieve such a skill, and there is no threshold. (Of course, there is also a reason why Biyun Temple does not recruit male disciples.)
So in the final analysis, Yang Yushu said she wanted to teach Wang Liang the method, but the real purpose was to teach him a lesson and make him suffer.
Who dares him to be disrespectful to himself? He is obviously a little brat, yet he dares to talk about women and women behind his back.
Don’t you know that you are a hundred years older than him? It’s enough to be his grandma, bah, you little brat!
But if Wang Liang really reaches the point where he can no longer hold on, Yang Yushu will not really kill Wang Liang.
It's enough to let him suffer and learn a lesson.
Because this little kid has a sweet mouth, his words are a little nice, and he looks pretty good...
No, the main thing is that he is the person favored by the immortal. Well, this is the most important thing, really.
However, unintentional planting willows will create shade.
From the initial teasing mentality, Yang Yushu gradually discovered that Wang Liang could really withstand the inheritance of the skills.
Although Wang Liang yelled in the early stage, Yang Yushu knew it best. If she could still speak out, she could still bear it and it was early.
Even now, half an hour has passed, and Wang Liang's cross-legged figure is beginning to sway, but it is still not at its maximum limit.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
Yang Yushu was secretly shocked: 'I have reached my original limit! This, how is this possible... He is a man!'
Another quarter of an hour passes.
Yang Yushu was completely shocked; 'How did he persevere? How deep has he reached in the practice?'
Another quarter of an hour passed.
Yang Yushu's beautiful eyes were dull; 'How long does he last? I'm almost numb... my fingers are numb when I pinch them.'
Finally, it was half a quarter of an hour away from the full hour.
Wang Liang, who closed his eyes tightly, suddenly groaned, and then his whole body trembled like a rocker.
His body tilted uncontrollably until he fell to the ground with a pop.
Seeing this, Yang Yushu immediately put away her finger gestures, and at the same time exhaled a long breath, and thought to herself again;
'It's finally over...otherwise I wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.'
Thinking about it, Yang Yushu rubbed her hands together. They were really sore, swollen, and a little numb.
Wang Liang, who fell to the ground, twitched for a while and then let out a cry of relief.
After the feeling of ecstasy passed, he seemed to have been reborn. Although his body was still a little weak, his energy and spirit felt completely renewed. After he could stand up, Wang Liang smiled at the golden elixir beauty and said:
"Fairy Yang, I seem to understand a little bit."
Yang Yushu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a guilty conscience: "What do you know?"
‘Doesn’t he know that I’m teasing him on purpose...’ Yang Xianzi was so worried.
Wang Liang did not answer immediately, but expressed it with actions first.
bass--!
A sword condensed with true energy appeared out of thin air. The energy on it was so sharp that it seemed to be better than ordinary magic weapons.
Yang Yushu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded and said: "Your qualifications are indeed good. You are already an entry into Biyun Palace's top-notch skills, manifesting your sainthood with Qi."
"Looking at the body of your Zhenqi Manifestation, it is a sword, which shows that you are uniquely talented in the way of swordsmanship."
Wang Liang looked at the zhenqi sword he had condensed and cursed in his heart;
'Kendo...I thought a big stick would suit me better, alas...'
However, after Wang Liang finished vomiting in his heart, he said again;
"Fairy, are there many of these true Qi manifestation saints?"
Hearing Wang Liang's question, Yang Yushu was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said;
"How can there be many true qi manifesting the holy body? Everyone has it, and there can only be one true qi manifesting the holy body."
"Just like you saw my phoenix body before, that is the true body of my true energy."
"As I advance in my cultivation, the true body of the True Qi Manifestation will become stronger, but the number will never increase."
"By the way, why do you ask this kind of question..."
However, before Yang Yushu could finish speaking, she was so shocked that her slightly dilated pupils saw Wang Liang controlling the zhenqi sword, turning one sword into two swords.
But it wasn't over yet. Two swords turned into four swords, then four swords turned into eight swords, then ten swords, a hundred swords...
噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌————!!!
In just a few breaths, the zhenqi sword differentiated into hundreds of sword shadows, which was dazzling.
Moreover, there were numerous sword shadows, and hundreds of sword lights surrounded Wang Liang in an orderly manner, as if they were arrayed.
"Go!" Wang Liang raised his finger, and hundreds of swords immediately flew into the air, making a sound of piercing the air.
With the slight movement of his fingertips, the sword array sometimes formed a straight line, sometimes arranged in a human shape, so skillfully that it looked like limbs.
Seeing this scene, Fairy Yang was completely stupid...
