Chapter 305 Depressed Ao Wushuang

As Xiao Yun comprehended the mystery of ‘vibration’ more and more deeply, he roughly guessed the several levels of ‘vibration’.

In the early stage of the mystery, vibrate once.

In the middle stage of the mystery, vibrate ten times.

In the late stage of the mystery, vibrate a hundred times.

At the peak of the mystery, vibrate a thousand times.

When the mystery is perfect, vibrate ten thousand times.

Xiao Yun can now ‘vibrate’ a hundred times, which is considered to have reached the late stage of the mystery, but the more you progress in the mystery, the harder it is to make progress.

From a hundred times to a thousand times, it is a huge bottleneck, and from a thousand times to ten thousand times, it is even more difficult, and it is almost impossible to succeed.

After all, if you really practice the mystery of ‘vibration’ to ten thousand times, you can become a great emperor.

Because that is already a perfect ‘vibration’ avenue.

Xiao Yun has never thought of relying on ‘vibration’ to become a great emperor, he only needs to comprehend ‘sixty points’ to pass.

According to Xiao Yun’s current calculation, when he comprehends ‘vibration’ a thousand times, he may pass.

Of course, it may also take six thousand times.

Because Xiao Yun felt that the progress before the thousand times was too easy, it didn't seem like it could reach the standard of "passing".

"It only took fifteen times of enlightenment!"

After Xiao Yun broke through, he checked the system and found that he only consumed fifteen times of enlightenment when watching Master Aoming casting the holy weapon. The consumption was not very large and he could still bear it.

So, Xiao Yun continued to immerse himself in the realm of enlightenment, carefully watching Master Aoming casting the holy weapon, and continued to comprehend the mystery of "vibration".

It was a rare opportunity for Master Aoming to simplify the mystery of "vibration" for Xiao Yun to watch. If he missed this opportunity, he would never have another chance.

Xiao Yun used the enlightenment system without stopping for a moment, and was always immersed in the realm of enlightenment.

If others knew that Xiao Yun had this cheat, they would probably curse him.

"Swish!"

It was unknown how long it had been, but Master Aoming in front suddenly put away the big hammer, rolled up the red sword embryo, and threw it into the magma pool next to him.

Everyone was startled and then came to their senses.

Ao Wushuang explained: "The sword embryo has been forged, and the next step is quenching. Using this earth core fire to quench will slightly improve the quality of the sword embryo."

Everyone nodded in a confused manner. They were not swordsmiths, and they did not understand these processes at all. Besides, there was no need to understand them.

Everyone still liked to watch Master Ao Ming forging swords, so that they could watch Master Ao Ming's simplified "vibration" mystery.

Although they could not comprehend the mystery like Xiao Yun, they had made some progress, which was better than watching quenching, so everyone felt a little regretful.

Xiao Yun also felt a little regretful. The sword embryo had been forged, and he could no longer continue to watch Master Ao Ming perform the "thousand hammers and hundreds of tempering" method. It was a pity.

Xiao Yun checked the system and consumed 14 enlightenments this time. He now had 510 enlightenments left.

And the "vibration" mystery he had comprehended had reached "188" times, which was a more auspicious number.

Xiao Yun felt very sorry and regretful. If he continued to watch for a few days and nights, maybe he could comprehend the '1000' times in one fell swoop.

What a pity.

If he missed this time, it would be difficult to watch Master Ao Ming casting holy weapons next time.

After all, the materials of holy weapons are very precious and rare. Wanjian Villa needs to collect them for a long time before casting holy weapons, and they will not let you watch them on the spot.

In order to enhance the reputation of the 'Sword Club', Wanjian Villa allowed everyone to watch Master Ao Ming casting holy weapons on the spot.

At other times, the sword master casting holy weapons is a very private matter. Even the disciples of Wanjian Villa cannot watch it casually, let alone Xiao Yun, an outsider.

"Alas!"

Xiao Yun sighed softly in his heart, and then he stopped thinking about it. Although he felt a little regretful, he at least comprehended the mystery this time and stepped into a new stage in the sword path. It was also a great opportunity and a great harvest.

This opportunity was really not in vain.

"Who is this boy?"

Just when Xiao Yun felt regretful, Master Aoming asked Ao Wushuang while watching the sword embryo being tempered.

Ao Wushuang was startled, but soon understood who Master Aoming was talking about, and immediately said respectfully: "Master Aoming, this person is Dugu Qiubai. I originally thought he was the heir of the Dugu family, but I didn't expect him to be the descendant of Dugu Jian."

"Dugu family? The descendant of Dugu Jian?" Master Aoming's expression moved when he heard the words, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.

He still knew the Dugu family, a family of sword saints, and Dugu Jian was a famous peerless genius in the sword.

When Dugu Jian came to Wanjian Villa, he was not a sword-making master, and could only "look up" to Dugu Jian from afar.

Since this boy is from the Dugu family and the descendant of Dugu Jian, it is no wonder that he has such a high talent.

Master Aoming sighed in his heart, and then sent a voice message to Ao Wushuang: "He has just comprehended the secret, did you know?"

"Sure enough!" Ao Wushuang heard this and sighed in his heart. He guessed right. Dugu Qiubai really comprehended the secret.

He comprehended the secret after just watching it once.

Alas, comparing people is really annoying.

Ao Wushuang sighed helplessly and sent a voice message: "Master Aoming, I have already guessed it."

"If I remember correctly, this should be the third time you watched the casting of the holy weapon." Master Aoming sent a voice message.

Ao Wushuang's face froze when he heard this, and then he said bitterly, "Master Aoming, this person is extremely talented. He defeated the Great Emperor's Dao Body in the Dao Tribulation. He can be compared with the Supreme Body of Ye Fei and Zhao Wuji. I am far inferior to him."

"But you have watched the casting of the Holy Weapon three times!" Master Aoming said in a voice transmission.

Ao Wushuang smiled bitterly and explained, "Master Aoming, this Dugu Qiubai is really talented. Just now in the Sword Discussion Hall, he also injured Jun Xiaoyao, the Immortal King Body."

"You have watched the casting of the Holy Weapon three times." Master Aoming said in a voice transmission.

Ao Wushuang's face darkened.

Old man, can you change your words?

Don't always say three times... three times... three times. Damn, my talent is not as good as Dugu Qiubai. Okay, fuck!

Of course, Ao Wushuang only dared to curse in his heart, and still maintained a respectful face, and transmitted the message: "Master Ao Ming, Dugu Qiubai has already comprehended five kinds of sword intent, and has cultivated them to the perfect state. His talent in swordsmanship has far surpassed Dugu Jian."

Ao Wushuang felt that even a peerless genius like Dugu Jian was not as good as Dugu Qiubai, so what if I was not as good as Dugu Qiubai?

Dugu Qiubai is a monster, a pervert.

We normal people can't compare with him.

Not far away, Master Ao Ming looked at the sword embryo in the pool with a blank expression, and continued to transmit the message: "He has a high talent, but you have watched the casting of the holy weapon three times."

"..."

Ao Wushuang was tired.

Can you stop talking about this?

Can we change the subject?

Ao Wushuang sighed, his face darkened, and he transmitted a message with a wry smile: "Master Ao Ming, I am a dull-witted person, and I have failed the efforts of several sword-making masters. I will work harder in the future to comprehend the secrets as soon as possible."

I admit my mistake, it will be fine this time.

Ao Wushuang looked depressed.

This time, Master Ao Ming did not transmit a message again.

Not far away, Xiao Yun glanced at Ao Wushuang. He felt a little strange in his heart. Why did the first saint of Wanjian Villa suddenly seem to be so decadent, as if he had suffered a blow.