My Cultivation is Soul Devouring
94. sword shape

Wang Hui bowed and left, only Elder Wei and Su Mo were left in the room.

"Su Mo, if you don't understand anything about martial arts training, don't hesitate to ask."

Elder Wei smiled lightly.

Su Mo nodded, and directly asked all the questions he encountered during training.

Elder Wei answered Su Mo's questions one by one, he explained in detail, and Su Mo suddenly understood many things.

"Master, does the level of a soldier's martial spirit really determine a soldier's future achievements?"

Gradually, Su Mo asked about Martial Soul.

"The level of the martial spirit does determine the level of achievement of the warrior. For example, if a swordsman with a level six martial spirit of the human level worked hard and had a chance, he still had great hopes of being promoted to a higher level." true spirit realm."

"But if it was a level five human level martial spirit, no matter how difficult it was, it would be impossible to become a strong person in the true spirit realm in the future.

Elder Wei said.

Su Mo was startled, and inevitably thought to himself, it seemed that a tier six human martial spirit was still a watershed. If he were only a human-level fifth-tier martial spirit, the other party might not have accepted him as an apprentice!

Elder Wei continued: "Of course, this is not absolute. It is said that in this world, there are some very rare people who have unique physiques. High and low, his achievements were terrifying! However, such a person is too rare, not to mention Tianyue Kingdom, even in the entire Hongyu, I have never heard of a single person."

"Special physics?"

Sumo fell silent.

"Hehe, Su Mo, even though you can't have a special physique, your physique is far from extraordinary, which would be very beneficial to your martial arts journey."

Elder Wei laughed.

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched involuntarily, he did not have a different physique from ordinary people, it was just the effect of practicing Myriad Art.

“In addition to the martial soul level, comprehension is also the key to determining the achievement of a warrior.”

Elder Wei continued: "A martial artist with super understanding can train any martial skill by leaps and bounds. Even if a martial artist with a super level of comprehension was not high and their cultivation speed was slow, their strength could often jump over and kill enemies."

"understand?"

Hearing this, Su Mo's heart was moved, he was able to practice two third level martial arts in a very short time, and he always thought that his comprehension was good.

"Master, how long will it take for a martial artist with an incredible understanding to master a third level martial art in the Qi Refining Realm?"

Su Mo's eyes were shining and full of hope.

"hey!"

Elder Wei smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Even if his comprehension is outstanding, in the Qi Refining Realm, it is, it takes at least three to five years to perfect a third level martial art to such a small degree."

And well!

Su Mo was speechless, three to five years? I was less than three to five months old!

Su Mo chatted with Elder Wei for an hour and learned a lot before leaving.

Even though Su Mo was only a registered elder disciple of Wei, he still taught her patiently, which made Su Mo very grateful.

On the way home, Su Mo was filled with emotions, it was really nice to have a master!

Just when Su Mo was feeling emotional, a group of disciples approached him and blocked his path.

A group of five or six disciples stopped Su Mo.

This group of disciples were all old disciples of the outer sect, each of them had an extremely powerful and prideful aura, and they were all masters of the spiritual martial arts realm.

"imm?"

Su Mo frowned when he saw some people blocking his path.

A young man with a rough face on his head stepped forward and asked.

"It's me! I don't know what you mean by that?"

Su Mo was expressionless.

"We are members of Zhanmeng. My name is Yu Xiong. Now I invite you to join Zhanmeng and work for senior brother Gu Zhan in the future."

The rude young man laughed and said, "How? Are you very happy?"

Su Mo shook his head and said with disdain, "What kind of Zhan Alliance, I'm not interested!"

After saying that, Su Mo wanted to leave.

Yu Xiong was stunned for a moment, then his face changed, Zhanmeng invited the new students, but they were rejected.

His opponent obviously did not take him seriously.

It makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

"stop!"

Yu Xiong quickly stopped Su Mo and shouted furiously, "How dare you refuse? Do you know our Zhanmeng strength?"

"I don't want to know, move aside!"

Su Mo said coldly, it is strange that he is so arrogant when he wants to invite himself to join.

"I don't know what's good or bad!"

Yu Xiong's expression darkened, and he said: "Our Zhanmeng is one of the most powerful forces in the outer sect, and the leader of the alliance, Senior Brother Gu Zhan, is the leader of the group, also one of the ten outer sect disciples, how dare to refuse?"

"Hehe, interesting!"

Su Mo had a sarcastic expression on his face, and said with disdain, "Your zhanmeng invited me, so should I join in? If you don't join, you don't know what to do!"

"Su Mo, we invited you because of your strength. You really think of yourself as someone!"

Yu Xiong sneered.

"Whether I'm a character or not doesn't matter, the important thing is that I won't join any war alliance!"

After Su Mo finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Because you don't want to join, then slap me!"

Yu Xiong let out a cold shout, and blasting out his palm, a huge palm print pierced through the air.

The traces of the huge zhenqi palm nearly hardened and hit Su Mo's back.

A cold light flashed in Su Mo's eyes, but he refused to join Zhanmeng, so he shot at him.

This palm was so powerful that even second level martial artists in the Spiritual Martial Realm might not be able to resist it.

Su Mo turned around and punched the palm print.

the explosion!

The palm shattered, Su Mo retreated more than ten meters, then flew back, leaving behind a cold drink.

"Yu Xiong, I remember this palm!"

Yu Xiong gave a cold snort, and said with disdain: "It's just an ant! You can dominate a new disciple, but you can't even stand in front of me!"

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