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The teaching time of one day and one night seems to last for a long time, but in fact it seems to be just a snap of the fingers to the disciples who listen to the lecture. Even if they are allowed to listen for ten days and a half months, they are willing.

"This is the end of this teaching. I hope you can make some progress. In the future, when the world is in turmoil, there will be room for self-protection." The old man finally said.

"Yes, I would like to follow the instruction." All the disciples stood up and bowed respectfully.

After the old man left, the disciples left the hall in twos and threes.

Qin Ming waited until the spiritual energy hovering in the hall dissipated before flapping his wings and leaving.

This lecture is definitely of great significance to him, and it can be said that it even opened the door to a new world for him.

Going back to the attic and reading this set of fairy arts again, the feeling is different.

The originally obscure part gradually became less incomprehensible.

And the comprehension of the Dao of Wind helped him a lot. This is a set of fairy arts of the Wind Element, and it needs to be compatible with the Dao of Wind.

The higher Qin Ming's achievements in the Dao of Wind, the greater the power of this set of immortal techniques.

Three days later, if you want to divide it according to the value, he felt that he had comprehended 20% of the content of the immortal law, but after that, his comprehension speed became more and more slow.

Obviously, one teaching is not enough to solve all his problems in immortal law.

After another five days of retreat, the mastery of the immortal technique has reached about 25%.

After that, he often encountered some difficult and incomprehensible parts, and he had to spend a lot of energy and time to deduce, and the efficiency was quite low.

On the contrary, his level, after the last wave of absorbing spiritual energy in the main hall, and after these days of food supplements, he once again climbed to the fifth-level intermediate level, making rapid progress.

That day, just as Qin Ming broke away from his cultivation, the old man's voice came to his ears.

Shocked, he immediately left the attic and flew to the main hall where the old man was.

"Master, I'm here." Qin Ming said.

The old man nodded, "This time I want to ask how your cultivation is going.

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After Qin Ming heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and then said out loud, "I want to ask my teacher if I have any questions."

The old man was not surprised, he seemed to expect that Qin Ming would encounter difficulties in cultivation.

After Qin Ming raised it, he answered each one in a targeted manner.

Often, just one word from him can make Qin Ming realize suddenly.

Gradually, the two asked and answered questions, which lasted for three days.

It has to be said that during this period of time, Qin Ming's confusion in cultivation has accumulated quite a lot.

Given such a good opportunity, he naturally wouldn't let the old man go easily.

And the old man didn't show the slightest impatience, and just made a small fuss for Qin Ming alone.

"Your comprehension is not bad, but because you don't have the precepts and deeds of the elders in your family, you have to learn many things from scratch. However, I believe that you can adapt well to the cultivation environment here and stand out among all the brothers."

The old man said in a gentle tone, he is still very optimistic about Qin Ming.

"The disciple respectfully obeys the teaching of the master," Qin Ming said.

"Well, go down, I will look for you again after your cultivation has improved to a certain level," said the old man.

"Yes, the disciple will leave." Qin Ming exited the hall, and immediately flapped his wings excitedly and returned to his attic.

This time, he is full of confidence in mastering that set of immortal techniques!

Time flies, and it is already a month later.

In a small bamboo forest overflowing with fragrance of flowers, Qin Ming was standing on the top of the tallest green bamboo, facing the coming morning glow, practicing meditation.

As he opened his mouth, strands of Zhaohui were absorbed into his body.

A scorching sensation was produced in the abdomen, and Yang fire was born, tempering his body.

This is another method of cultivation that he comprehended in the process of cultivating the Immortal Art. It is not as mysterious as the Immortal Art itself, but it is also of great benefit to him. It can be regarded as a derivative of the Immortal Art.

And that set of Fei Lian magic method, after a month of comprehension, he has finally learned and mastered it.

However, the magic of the immortal technique is endless, and he can still strive for perfection, and mastering it is only the first step.

It's his rank, because he has been immersed in comprehending the immortal technique during this period of time, so that the rank still stays at the fifth rank, without further progress.

But he is already content, obtaining this set of immortal techniques is more important than anything else.

Even if he withdraws from the world of spirits and monsters now, it will be considered a bumper harvest for him.

"Junior Brother, do you really want to go to the Sanwen Jedi?" Tian Feng looked at Qin Ming in surprise.

"Yes." Qin Ming's eyes were firm, indicating that he was not joking.

"Do you know where that is?" Tian Feng couldn't help but still asked.

"I know." Qin Ming nodded.

The Sanwen Jedi is an independent space opened up by the old man, originally for the purpose of detaining some spirits.

But later, the old man's state of mind sublimated, thinking that he should let go of the past and obsessions, so he merged this space with the spirit world, and the spirits imprisoned in it were freed.

It stands to reason that after the fusion, this space should also become ordinary, no different from other places.

But the result is that for some reason, the Three-Wined Jedi has gathered ghosts from all directions, and there are not a few extremely vicious existences.

This also makes it extremely dangerous, and it has become the "three-print Jedi" in the population, and it is also a place where disciples in the sect often go to practice.

However, only transformational disciples of at least the sixth rank and above would go there, and their combat power was often higher than that of the same rank due to the bonus of blood power, so they were not so dangerous.

But Qin Ming is no more than the fifth class now, which is why Tianfeng asked Qin Ming to think about it again.

However, Qin Ming said that he was ready and decided to go.

Seeing this, he didn't say anything else. After all, he couldn't really restrict Qin Ming's going or staying. He could at most give some advice, and it was up to Qin Ming himself whether he listened or not.

Pointing Qin Ming in the right direction, Tianfeng continued: "When you're away from home, don't expose your identity as a sect disciple, understand."

Qin Ming nodded in response.

What the old man pursued was nature and the myriad avenues, and the sect didn't want to compete with anyone, so the disciples who were away from home were never allowed to reveal their identity and origin to other spirits, this was the first rule of the sect.

The reason why Qin Ming wanted to go to the Sanwen Jedi this time was mainly because his cultivation had reached a certain bottleneck.

Continuing to stay in the Zongmen and eat three meals a day can naturally make a breakthrough, but he estimates that it may take another month to three months.

For other spirits and monsters, this time is nothing at all, and there is no rush at all.

But Qin Ming couldn't afford to wait. Unknowingly, it has been more than three months since he possessed Jiaofengniao. In the remaining days of logging in, he wants to raise his rank to the original seven ranks as much as possible. And find a way to complete the seven-level task of self-salvation.