C8 Grandmaster

Li Xuan was stunned. Of course he could understand. Most of the techniques in the Azure Mysterious Imperial Scripture were related to "healing" and "holy hands, 'but there were also quite a few combat techniques. Some of them were difficult to understand even with Li Xuan's current understanding of ancient martial arts. He was confused.

And some relatively simple combat techniques, when compared to the profoundness of the female fist techniques, were simply the difference between a postdoctoral student and a primary school student.

Li Xuan did not want to cause trouble, so he politely apologized, "I don't understand. I just thought of something else. I hope it didn't affect you. I'm sorry."

The woman glanced at Li Xuan and nodded slightly.

She didn't say anything else. She went forward to chat with the old man. After a while, she took up a stance again and slowly threw a punch. It went from fast to slow and then from slow to fast. The reasoning behind it was not difficult to understand.

Li Xuan watched for a while and lost interest. He sat down under a tree and slowly closed his eyes with his five hearts facing the sky.

Half an hour later, when the sun slowly rose...

Hum - ----

A tiny explosion that seemed to have traveled through space resounded throughout the entire forest, causing the leaves to sway for a moment. The spiritual energy in the entire forest suddenly became violent, like moths to a flame, It surged towards Li Xuan without any regard for its own life, and in the blink of an eye... It formed an invisible vortex of spiritual energy around him. At this moment, Li Xuan... Boom!

Li Xuan frowned at first, but then he was overjoyed. He hurriedly held his breath and concentrated.

At this moment, what he didn't know was that after he concentrated, the old man sitting in the wheelchair at the side was stunned, and he suddenly turned his head to look in Li Xuan's direction. His muddy eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and his imposing manner rose.

"Yuwei." The old man waved at the woman.

The woman called Yuwei stopped moving and walked forward to speak in a soft voice. "Grandfather, what's wrong?"

"Look at him." The old man pointed at Li Xuan.

Yu Wei raised her eyes and looked over. The handsome young man from before was sitting cross-legged beneath the tree at this moment, and his breathing was steady. His expression was normal, and there was nothing special about him. "Grandfather, what do you want to say?"

"Pay attention to his breathing and his surroundings."

Yu Wei was slightly stunned. After a few minutes, her beautiful eyes were covered in disbelief.

The young man who just smiled and apologized to her, saying that he didn't understand the fist technique, At this moment, the leaves and dust around her were actually rotating in a regular pattern, very, very slowly. However, if one were to carefully look at it for a while, one would discover that this was an extraordinary phenomenon. And his breathing was even stranger...

An adult breathed about 16 to 20 times per minute. An ordinary martial artist could only breathe about 10 times per minute, but this young man in front of him breathed once per minute!

Tan Yuwei did not think that this young man was pretending, because she had watched for a full three minutes. The young man breathed three times, 30 seconds, and 30 seconds. Even if it was Turtle Breathing Technique, how could an ordinary person breathe for thirty seconds without blushing or gasping? There was even no brain hypoxia?

Gulp.

Tan Yuwei heard her grandfather's heavy breathing and the sound of his Adam's apple rolling. Her grandfather was also shocked.

This simply overturned Tan Yuwei's worldview. Even in martial arts novels, such a setting that completely did not conform to human bodily functions would not appear.

"Grandfather, what... does this mean?" Tan Yuwei said softly.

"This means that he can stay young forever." The old man spoke with much difficulty, his expression complicated.

"Forever stay young!"

Just this was the simplest and most useless thing to Li Xuan. It had already made Tan Yuwei's mouth slightly open, and her eyes were filled with shock.

"Moreover, he seems to have true qi protecting his body. You can try throwing a small stone at him."

"Throw a stone?"

Tan Yuwei was startled. When a martial artist sat down, they were the least affected by external interference. This was an iron order that her grandfather had informed her of from the very first day she stepped onto the path of martial arts. But now... Her grandfather had once again overturned her beliefs and made her throw stones at a martial artist who was in the midst of cultivation? Wasn't this a joke?

Tan Yuwei did not answer, but at this moment, a different kind of emotion suddenly arose in her heart: This kid can make even her grandfather admire him endlessly. It was even to the extent that he was very surprised, which was sufficient to prove how formidable he was. He must have looked at me lightly, but he just so casually said something like he was thinking about something else. How detestable!

Perhaps even Tan Yuwei did not realize that her mentality had started to change.

Before today, she had never felt such a fluctuation of emotions. Even those so-called high-rank disciples who pursued her, how the rich young masters pleased her, her cold heart of martial arts, which was as firm as a rock, broke at this moment.

"Hmph, I don't think he's anything special." Tan Yuwei curled her lips with a complicated expression.

The old man frowned. He glanced at Tan Yuwei and suddenly smiled.

"Grandfather, can I spar with him later?"

"You shouldn't be a match for him." The old man replied with a smile.

The old man understood that his granddaughter wasn't a match for this young man at all. She simply didn't have the qualifications to spar with him. Yes, she did not have the qualifications. A chasm that was like a heavenly chasm lay between the two of them. With the young man's ability, he could kill his granddaughter with one and a half moves.

"I can try..." Tan Yuwei gritted her teeth.

It was not that she was jealous of Li Xuan's power, but that she could not tolerate being looked down upon by Li Xuan, yet he still acted as if nothing had happened.

The old man smiled and did not stop her.

It was just a martial artist sparring. It was a very normal thing. Furthermore, this was in her own territory. Even if Li Xuan was really a very powerful martial artist, he would not be able to stir up much trouble. An old man who had started carrying explosive packages, saber mountains, mountains, and seas of blood at the age of ten had already broken through the base camp that he had been managing for decades. He was confident enough.

At this moment, the corner of Li Xuan's mouth raised slightly as he slowly opened his eyes.

The dark green light remained for a long time, and then it quietly disappeared into the air, without a trace.

The old man narrowed his eyes. "I underestimated him..."

Tan Yuwei clenched her fist tightly. She looked at Li Xuan with a complicated expression and muttered, He..." I don't believe it. He looks younger than me. How profound can his martial arts be? "

Li Xuan stood up and exhaled the foul air. His face was filled with joy.

He had achieved a breakthrough in his third-rate ancient martial arts.

This also meant that he had officially stepped into the Ancient Martial Arts Realm.

At this moment, Li Xuan had finally truly stepped onto the path of cultivation. He no longer adhered to external techniques.

However, Li Xuan still had some doubts, because his calculations of the ninth level of the Azure Mystic Scripture that barely corresponded to the eighth level of the ancient martial arts realm had been broken. At this moment, the Azure Mystic Scripture was like an enlarged hollow ball. It was just that the stored Azure Mystic Qi in his body had also increased a lot, and there were no signs of breaking through to the second level at all. This was a suspicious point.

Without thinking too much, Li Xuan, who was about to leave, turned around and saw the three people staring fixedly at him.

"They didn't leave. They've been watching me cultivate?"

"Could it be that they saw something?"

Li Xuan did not say anything. The old man rolled on his wheelchair and stepped forward. He cupped his fists at the Jianghu. " I am Tan Cangjiang. I did not know that you were being disrespectful in front of the Grandmaster. I hope that you will forgive me! "