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When I heard the three words Bingzijue.

Even Song Qingshu, who was used to seeing the myriad of supreme skills, couldn't help but stare at him.

If Song Qingshu remembered correctly.

This Bingzijue should be one of the skills with the same name as Xingzijue.

And the secret of this exercise was also discussed intensely in the Tiandi chat group.

And Song Qingshu can still remember clearly.

Although I had thought about learning this martial art at the beginning.

But at that time, the great emperors only discussed this exercise, but did not upload any information about this exercise.

Song Qing was quite regretful at the time, thinking that he had to save it for a chance to learn this exercise in the future.

And the opportunity comes today!

"The art of Bing Zijue is pretty good, cornucopia, you can pass on all the secrets to me!"

"If it's a teaching between primordial spirits, as long as you teach it fast enough, I can learn it quickly, right?"

Song Qingshu's footsteps gradually faded, and his figure turned into afterimages and kept flying away in the sound waves spreading out from the fairy bell.

Song Qingshu said to the cornucopia with a smile while avoiding the impact of Xianzhong's killing again and again.

"Hehe, Master was joking."

"As the ancient holy method of controlling soldiers, it can be said that it is extremely difficult to learn."

"Even if the speed of master's practice is unfathomable, it will take at least ten years to perfect the martial art."

"Now, what I want to teach Master is the simplest method..."

Before Cornucopia and Song Qingshu had finished reporting, Song Qingshu shook his head irritably: "You underestimate me!"

"Although you can teach me Bingzi Jue, it's up to me whether you can learn it well."

heard.

Cornucopia was so shocked that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Notice.

Even in ordinary time, the energy required to learn Bingzijue can be called huge.

When ordinary ascetics learn such profound exercises, they don't even specialize in retreat for this purpose.

At least you need to find a place to practice to prevent other trivial matters from disturbing your practice.

It is extremely difficult to learn profound exercises, so you have to be so careful.

If not, it would be an irreversible disaster for the cultivator if he was disturbed by others during the practice, leading to madness.

The blood flowed back, the tendons were broken, and all the cultivation bases of the body were wasted.

But look at Song Qingshu's current situation.

When he learns Bingzi, he doesn't just think about finding a quiet place.

He actually planned to directly learn Bingzi Jue in today's war.

Such a move, no matter how you look at it, is no different from an act of seeking death...

Thinking of this.

Cornucopia couldn't help but say:

"Master... Now that you are in the midst of a war, I don't think it's very good to be so reckless."

Song Qingshu listened to Cornucopia's suggestion, turned around with a smile and avoided a sonic shock from Xianzhong.

"Don't worry! No matter what kind of exercise, learning it is just a matter of a moment in my eyes."

Song Qingshu couldn't help chuckling as he thought about the cheating system in his mind.

Hearing this, although Cornucopia is still skeptical about Song Qingshu's learning speed, it is hard to say anything more.

Immediately, endless rays of light bloomed from all over the cornucopia.

There are countless Dao laws floating in the air in the strange light, and then they poured into Song Qingshu's mind like an aurora.

Boom!

The voluminous text was forced into Song Qingshu's mind like hard stones.

humming sound.

The veins on Song Qingshu's forehead popped up, and there were continuous thunderous explosions in his head.

"System, hurry up and learn Bingzijue!"

"I'll go, such profound words and phrases are not for people to learn."

Song Qingshu resisted the buzzing pain in his head, kept dodging Xianzhong's attacks again and again, and shouted violently at the system.

As soon as Song Qingshu's words fell.

The sound of the system's mechanical gears rang in Song Qingshu's ears.

"Ding, the system has finished accepting the secret formula, and it is currently learning, and the learning progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system has finished accepting the secret formula, and is currently learning, with a learning progress of 20.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system has finished accepting the secret formula, and is currently learning, with a learning progress of 30.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

……

Just when the system in Song Qingshu's mind was desperately changing.

The Eighth Elder of Yuhua Tianmen above Xianzhong seemed to have noticed something unusual about Song Qingshu.

As a result, Xianzhong's trembling became more intense and swift, and every time he made a move, he carried the power of a supreme powerhouse.

call out!

A sound wave lightly passed over a mountain in the world, and the mountain towering into the clouds directly collapsed into mustard powder.

Boom!

There was a light sound in the vast and boundless ocean, and the water in the ocean was blown away one after another.

boom!

The clouds in the sky were shattered.

sulfuric acid!

The space of this world was torn open one after another, broken space doors, and there were several harsh sounds.

But no matter how sharp and terrifying the sonic attack was, none of the thousands of sonic waves passed Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu kept skimming through the thousands of sound waves, without even a trace of them being contaminated.

Today's Song Qingshu is like walking through thousands of flying flowers, no matter how scattered the flying flowers are, none of them get on Song Qingshu's body.

"Song Qingshu! Do you know how to dodge?"

"If you have the guts, just confront me head-on!"

Seeing Song Qingshu dodging his own sound waves one after another, the Eighth Elder of Yuhua Tianmen above Xianzhong couldn't help but frowned and said.

"Ding, the system has accepted the secret formula and is currently learning. The learning progress is 90.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that Bingzi Jue has been learned!"

As this soft sound resounded in Song Qingshu's mind, Song Qingshu's whole personality even changed suddenly.

Like a sword, like a hammer, like a bow, like a gun!

"Can't wait, come on then."

Song Qingshu looked at Xianzhong coldly, and said indifferently.

Chapter 453

When Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked directly at the existence above the fairy bell, he had already mastered Bing Zijue to an almost peak level.

"Your temperament has changed."

The Eighth Elder of Yuhua Tianmen above Xianzhong looked at Song Qingshu and spoke indifferently.

Song Qingshu sneered, indifferent and speechless, but his mind was still silent in the scenes just now.

Just now, after the system finished learning Bing Zi Jue.

Scenes of incomparably profound avenue patterns were transmitted to Song Qingshu's mind.

It was a scene of bright moonlight shining on the world.

A round of pure white moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight is bright and clear, like water and moonlight.

Standing under the moon, Song Qingshu's body seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, plain and hazy, peaceful and beautiful.

"Is it the great artistic conception brought by Bingzi Jue?"

"It's not the same as learning ordinary exercises. Even if you learn it, what do you have to learn from it?"

"It's interesting, it really is a skill that even the emperor will never forget."

Song Qingshu stood upright in the scenery under the moon, turned his head to look around, and whispered with a smile in his mouth.

Say it.

Song Qingshu then raised his legs and walked forward, not far away, a stone tablet appeared in front of Song Qingshu.

There is no grass growing on the bare stele, no climbing vines, and the stele is clean and dry as a whole.

From a distance, the stele looks like there is nothing on it.

The moonlight poured on the stele, and the moonlight was as hazy as thin smoke.

Song Qingshu squatted in front of the stele, looking at the stele with his head propped up.