Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 164 Master, I am a first-class
"Master."

In Baicaotang, Yin Daoyan was also stunned when he saw Zhong Lin suddenly appearing, and suddenly stood up from the recliner.

"Disciple...when did you come back?" Yin Daoyan asked in surprise.

"just came back."

Zhong Lin's face was full of smiles, and he missed his master very much.

After entering Jianding Sect years ago, Yin Daoyan did not stay for long and returned to Baicaotang in Tianyang City to take charge. This was also the reason why Zhong Lin went around in a circle and did not return directly to the sect but returned to Tianyang City.

"You little brat, you didn't even tell me you were coming back."

Yin Daoyan stepped forward and patted Zhong Lin's shoulders twice, unable to conceal the smile on his face.

"Master, I'm a first-grade master."

"First grade is first grade, what's so good about it... Wait, what grade do you want to talk about?"

Yin Daoyan's voice suddenly shook, and even his body became slightly stiff. He looked up at Zhong Lin with disbelief.

Zhong Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, opened his palm, and his true energy surged. An inky black dragon circled and swam above his palm.

The black dragon is only three feet in size, and its claws, scales, horns, and tail are clearly visible, as if it were a real object. It circulates and wanders on the palm of the hand, emitting a powerful aura.

"First grade."

Zhong Lin said again.

Yin Daoyan was stunned, his heart pounding.

"True Qi... This is true Qi. You... You actually condensed true Qi and entered the first-grade pure Yuan realm? How... How is this possible?"

Yin Daoyan looked at Zhong Lin as if he were a ghost, thinking back to how he had been stuck in the Tongmai realm for decades and had yet to break through, while this disciple he had accepted had only been practicing for more than half a year and had actually stepped directly into the first-grade ranks. The last time they separated, he was still in the third-grade Neixi realm. This made him feel like he had lived a life of despair.

Zhong Lin chuckled and said, "I am your disciple, a genius. A genius cannot be seen as ugly by ordinary people. It's just a small first-class one, and it's within my reach."

His tone was full of complacency, like a child who got a certificate at school and went home to show off.

I thought Yin Daoyan would laugh and scold me, but I didn't expect him to nod his head seriously and praise me generously, "Yes, you are indeed a genius, no, a genius. My Jianding Sect is very lucky to have Shi Yunyi as its disciple, and it can continue its glory for a hundred years. I didn't expect that God would bless me and let me meet you again. Your talent is not inferior to Shi Yunyi's in any way, no, your talent is far superior to Shi Yunyi. After all, you are not even eighteen years old yet. This is a great blessing for my Jianding Sect."

"Master, what kind of person is this senior brother Shi Yunyi?" Zhong Lin asked curiously.

Zhong Lin had heard the name Shi Yunyi, the eldest senior brother of Jianding Sect, from many people.

At the age of sixteen, he was brought back to the sect by the sect leader Yu Jinglei, and then began to learn martial arts. He entered the first level in seven days, and after three months of condensing qi and blood, he entered the middle third level. In the same year, he began to practice qi and entered the upper third level.

Now, although he is only in his twenties, he is already a first-rank warrior and is striving to reach the realm of a grandmaster above the first rank. He is hailed as the genius in the sect who has the best chance of reaching the realm of a grandmaster above the first rank, except for the sect leader.

Zhong Lin had never met this senior brother Shi Yunyi. It was said that he had been in seclusion at Yunding Cliff for two years.

Yin Daoyan recalled with a hint of reminiscence: "Yun Yi! He is a genius. He can master any martial arts technique in a short time. His comprehension is extraordinary, especially in swordsmanship. According to the sect leader, Yun Yi has already comprehended the supreme swordsmanship."

"What is the supreme sword path?"

Zhong Lin asked anxiously.

"I don't know." Yin Daoyan shook his head and sighed, "I've only heard of this realm. It's said that if one can comprehend it, one can become a god within the sword, a sword god."

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows.

Sword God?

What an arrogant title.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Zhong Lin, tell me how you practiced and how did you become so fast?"

Zhong Lin did not hide anything and directly mentioned the "Silk Power", but he concealed the existence of the "Five Elements Hunyuan Gong". After all, this technique was just his own creation and was not yet perfect. The reason why he was able to practice it was because he used the system panel to forcibly raise his comprehension to the maximum level. If other people practiced it, it might not be the same.

"So that's how it is. I know about Silk Power. Many elders have practiced this martial art, but the effect is minimal. I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend it to such a high level." Yin Daoyan exclaimed in admiration.

Zhong Lin smiled and pulled out a booklet from his bosom, saying softly, "This is my understanding of the practice of Silk Power. If Master doesn't mind, you can take a look."

Yin Daoyan took it nonchalantly and scolded him with a smile, "There are differences in the order of learning, and in the specialization of skills. Therefore, a disciple need not be inferior to the master, and a master need not be better than the disciple. You are already ahead of me on the path of martial arts. How can I be such a pedantic person?"

As he spoke, he opened the book and took a look. After a moment, his eyes were filled with shock, and he had a deeper understanding of his disciple's comprehension.

"Good stuff! Your insights have a great impact on my Tongmai Jing practice. They have increased my success rate in opening the Ren and Du meridians by another 10%."

"As long as Master is satisfied."

Yin Daoyan carefully placed the book in his arms and said with emotion, "Although you have now reached the first level of cultivation, you must know that the martial arts path is endless and you must never slack off. You must also prepare for the future. Return to the sect as soon as possible and ask the sect master for the method to break through to the first level."

"Method?" Zhong Lin asked doubtfully, "Don't we need the Barrier Breaking Pill to break through?"

Yin Daoyan smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Breaking through realms with pills is only one way. Wouldn't it be even better if one could achieve breakthroughs through self-cultivation? All previous masters of our Jian Ding Sect have reached the Grandmaster level, having broken through to the First Rank. They naturally have their own methods for achieving breakthroughs. This is also the fundamental reason why our Jian Ding Sect stands proudly among the aristocratic families, sects, and dynasties."

"I see. Thank you, Master, for clearing up my confusion."

"You have just been practicing for a short time and lack some common sense of practice. In the future, when you have free time, don't just focus on martial arts and alchemy. You can also read some biographies of predecessors. You must know that the practice experience of these predecessors is also an extremely precious treasure." Yin Daoyan said with a smile on his face.

"Disciple, please remember this."

"Come, sit down and have some tea, and tell me about your travels during this period."

"Ah."

The master and disciple sat cross-legged, and Zhong Lin consciously boiled water and made tea, his movements smooth and flowing.

"Master, please try this. This is the ice mist tea Mei Haiming gave me. It tastes pretty good."

Zhong Lin handed over the brewed tea. Yin Daoyan picked up the teacup, sniffed it gently, his eyes lit up, and then he drank it all in one gulp.

"It's a sweet tea with a refreshing aroma. It's really good tea."

"As long as Master likes it."

Zhong Lin continued to make tea with his head down, and at the same time recounted what happened along the way when he escorted Jiang Yuan back to Kyoto under the arrangement of the sect leader.

(End of this chapter)