Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 507 If you don’t practice, you will see me like a frog in a well watching the moon in the sky

"Master!"

Xi Xuan slapped Xi Xuan's shoulder heavily with his palm, not hiding his inner joy.

"Well, well, well, you are worthy of being my disciple, Xi Xuan, the Sixth Holy Son. From now on, your name will be sung throughout the entire Eastern Wasteland."

When Xi Xuan felt Zhong Lin's cultivation level of the sixth level of the Life and Death Realm, the smile on his face became even wider.

After saying that, he turned around and scolded King Taixu: "Are you saying bad things about me again, old man?"

"Haha! Do I still need to say bad things about you? If you hadn't played tricks back then, how could Zhong Lin have become your disciple?" King Taixu said disdainfully.

Upon hearing this, Xi Xuan was not angry, but rather very proud.

"It's called 'the quick hand gets the reward, the slow hand gets the reward.' I have a keen eye for talent, unlike you who dilly-dally, taking this test and that test until the daylily is cold. Also, don't use your dull minds to judge my disciple's comprehension. It's best to practice only one martial art. Zhong Lin is naturally intelligent and can master any martial art instantly. It would be best if he could learn all eight martial arts, then innovate and integrate them into one."

Others don’t know about Zhong Lin’s “understanding”, but he knows it. The entire Jiange Sutra Library was emptied by Zhong Lin. His understanding is simply against the sky.

Although Zhong Lin on the side did not say anything, he also gave a big thumbs up to his master in his heart.

Ignoring King Taixu whose face had turned black, Xi Xuan took Zhong Lin's arm and strode towards Tianjian Palace.

"Go, good disciple, ignore this old thief. He likes to covet other people's things every day. When he was young, he coveted the Ice Emperor, and now he starts to covet you. He is really a thief who refuses to die."

Hey!
At this moment, Zhong Lin felt as if he had eaten a big melon. Looking at King Taixu who was on the verge of anger, he quickly lowered his head and followed him, fearing that he would suffer an unexpected disaster in the next moment.

"Xi...Xuan..."

An angry voice rang out, but the two of them had just stepped into the Tianjian Palace and completely ignored it.

Xi Xuan turned his head to take a look and laughed out loud, just like an old fox who stole a chicken.

At this moment, Zhong Lin finally understood why the second senior brother was so lively and the eldest senior brother was so reserved. The root of the problem lay here.

Xi Xuan quickly stopped smiling and still acted like an elder in front of his apprentice.

"Alright, that annoying old man is finally gone. Come with me to meet the Supreme Master in a moment. As for choosing a martial art, it's up to you. However, mastering any of the eight martial arts is enough to surpass your peers. You've already experienced the profound depths of 'Heart Emptiness Reflecting the Spirit,' and the others are no less profound than it."

"Disciple has made up his mind. I'll choose the combined sword technique." Zhong Lin said.

Xi Xuan pondered for a moment, then nodded, "That's good. You're not a pure swordsman, but strangely enough, you've been able to comprehend the sword's will to such a high level. You've combined swordsmanship, integrating your own sword will into the great Dao of heaven and earth. With every move, heaven and earth resonate, and thousands of swords resonate. You've reached the highest realm of unity between man and sword, unity between man and nature. Everything can become a sword, and you can cut through anything. This martial art is indeed suitable for you."

As they were talking, they came to the depths of the palace. Looking up, they saw a huge unfamiliar character standing in the center of the palace like a giant pillar reaching the sky.

Although Zhong Lin didn't recognize it, he knew it was the word "sword" just by looking at it.

An invisible pressure enveloped his heart, making Zhong Lin feel a chill in his heart.

"Let's go!"

Walking up the stairs step by step, Zhong Lin collected his thoughts, remained calm and composed, and was extremely respectful.

As soon as you enter the hall, the first person that catches your eye is the Supreme Master, Sword Emperor Feng Sihan, whom you have met before.

His face is as handsome as a jade, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his angular face is as handsome as a sculpture. A few strands of black hair on his forehead flutter in the wind, adding a bit of unrestrained and unrestrained look.

His nose was straight as the wind, his lips were lightly pursed, and his half-smile carried a hint of unruly elegance. He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, and his figure was slender, like an immortal. He lacked the majesty of a supremely powerful being in the Qingyuan Realm, instead, he resembled an ordinary scholar, making people feel friendly.

Zhong Lin did not dare to neglect it and quickly bowed and said, "Disciple Zhong Lin, I pay my respects to the Supreme Master."

His expression became even more respectful, not daring to overstep the line in the slightest.

The Supreme Master glanced at Zhong Lin several times and said in a very gentle voice, "The fact that you were able to pass the golden tablet's heart test proves that you are not a dead spy. You can now be the Sixth Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land. You must practice diligently in the future and do not bring disgrace upon the dignity of the Holy Land."

"Yes, disciple will never dare to forget."

The Supreme Master nodded, snapped his fingers, and a stream of light penetrated into the center of Zhong Lin's eyebrows.

"Go!"

"The disciple retire."

After just a few words, he left the palace. Master Xi Xuan followed him silently.

It was not until he left the palace that Zhong Lin breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the closed door behind him with awe.

"Master, the Supreme Master seems to be a warm and gentle person, but why does he make his disciples feel so frightened?" Zhong Lin asked in a low voice.

Xi Xuan glanced at Zhong Lin and said, "That's because your cultivation is too low. If you were at my level, I wouldn't be terrified, but would feel like an ant facing a giant dragon."

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows.

understood.

If you don’t practice cultivation, you will see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.

If you practice cultivation, you will see me as a floating particle peeking into the blue sky.

The higher your cultivation level, the more you can feel the terror of the powerful emperors.

"Master, what exactly is the difference between the emperor-level strongmen?"

"You won't understand even if I tell you. You just need to know that the next step in the transformation of the domain is the key to advancement to the Emperor Realm. Wait until you break through to the King Realm before you can talk about it!"

"Oh!"

"Let's go! Your second brother from Shengzi Peak has already chosen one for you. I'll take you to see it."

Zhong Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was overjoyed. He subconsciously asked, "Why so fast?"

Before, he was just an inner sect disciple and was not qualified to obtain the True Transmission Peak. But now, he has passed the Saint Realm assessment and become the Son of God in one step. In addition to choosing one of the eight martial arts, he is naturally qualified to obtain a mountain as his foundation.

Moreover, it is more majestic and vast than the True Transmission Peak of ordinary True Transmission disciples. After all, he is now the Sixth Holy Son and represents the face of the group.

"Hahaha, the headmaster said that there should be nine holy sons in the Holy Land of Heavenly Sword. They are the Nine Sons of Heavenly Sword. The Nine Holy Sons Peaks have already been built, waiting for their masters to come." Xi Xuan said with a smile.

The two flew side by side for about a few hundred miles. After passing many mountains, they saw a high peak rising from the ground, as powerful as a sword. On the peak stood five palaces, magnificent and golden, with pavilions and terraces, all brand new.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Lin was delighted and said with emotion: "Wonderful! In the secular world, to build such a palace in this mountain, I am afraid it would take millions of people to do hard labor for decades. The martial arts are truly extraordinary."

(End of this chapter)