Chapter 7 Chaos Mysterious Secret

"Ding, you impart calculus knowledge, trigger a hundredfold return, and your understanding will be greatly improved."

"Ding, the host's current comprehension value has reached the upper limit of the current strength stage and cannot be further improved."

Um?

It has actually reached the upper limit!

Before I knew it, it was already broad daylight.

Zhao Mu actually worked as a teacher for a long time, eagerly imparting some of the knowledge he had learned in his previous life to the little monster.

Although it doesn’t matter whether the other party understands or not.

But not to mention, this little guy is quite motivated. After listening to the class all night, instead of feeling sleepy, he was full of energy and his eyes were as big as a bell.

"With my current understanding, it shouldn't be a problem to practice the sword-controlling seal."

Zhao Mu couldn't wait to return to the bamboo house, picked up the sword-control seal and quickly read through it.

A few minutes later, Zhao Mu put down the sword-controlling chapter.

"That's it?"

The Sword Control Chapter, which clearly read like a heavenly book last night, now seemed like child's play in Zhao Mu's eyes.

He only read it once, and not only fully grasped the essence of Yujian Zhenshou, he even discovered several loopholes in it.

The practitioner who wrote this sword-controlling chapter should be a master of the demon clan.

He wrote the sword-controlling chapter based on the demon monks, and it was not completely suitable for human monks.

Although there is no problem in learning it, at most the spiritual energy consumed when flying with the sword will increase slightly.

But this will indeed have a certain impact on the human monks who practice the sword control seal.

However, after Zhao Mu read it once, he made some annotations and modifications to the Sword Control Chapter, and resolved these loopholes.

After his improvement of the sword-control seal, human monks can now practice it to its fullest effect.

Zhao Mu took the fourth-grade flying sword [Frost Foil] left by Mu Jiuling, injected spiritual energy into it, and made it suspended in the air.

With a whoosh, Zhao Mu rose up with his sword and flew out of the door, straight into the blue clouds.

It was a little shaky at first, but it quickly stabilized.

"Is this what it feels like to fly with a sword?"

Looking at the bamboo forest below gradually shrinking, Zhao Mu's heart surged.

Forehead……

This is the bad thing about a pure Yang body.

It's easy to react when you encounter something slightly exciting.

What's more, he is now an upgraded version of the Red Sun Holy Body, and he can't stand the stimulation.

After flying around the bamboo forest for a while, Zhao Mu had completely adapted to handling the sword and planned to fly further afield to see it.

But just as he was leaving the bamboo forest, a sudden pressure shook him so much that he almost fell off the flying sword.

Zhao Mu broke into a cold sweat and quickly turned around and returned to the bamboo forest. Only then did the pressure gradually disappear.

I almost forgot, this is the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, and there are countless top experts from the sect living around it.

There may be some restrictions imposed by the magic circle. If the restrictions are triggered by accidentally flying around and being directly bombarded by the magic circle, that would be bad.

"This little girl Mu Jiuling brought me here. I always feel that she has bad intentions. Could it be that she wants to trap me here so that she can have me all to herself?"

Zhao Mu cursed.

Forget it, cultivation is important right now, so don’t worry about it for now.

After flying back the same way, Zhao Mu landed in front of the bamboo house and found that the little monster from last night ran over at some point and was squatting in front of the bamboo door, sticking out his tongue, as if waiting for Zhao Mu.

Seeing Zhao Mu return, the little monster turned around, grabbed a stick bone and ran to Zhao Mu's feet.

Seeing the little monster shaking its head, Zhao Mu seemed to understand what it was thinking: "You want to give me this stick bone?"

"babble!"

The little guy nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Mu smiled, put away the stick bone, and touched the little guy's head: "Thank you very much. I will make bone soup for you later."

The little guy called out, then plunged into the bamboo forest and disappeared.

Zhao Mu returned to the bamboo house, threw the stick bone on the ground, and then picked up the "Yi Qi Xuan Xin Sword Jue" and read it.

This is actually a yellow-level sword art!

The skills are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.

Even though the yellow level is the lowest, you must know that it is quite rare to have a skill that can reach this level.

Most of the techniques practiced by the outer disciples of Shengyuan Demon Sect are only at the yellow level.

The handyman disciples like Zhao Mu who were practicing before were all low-class street vendors.

A yellow-level skill, even the most common one, can be sold for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

But after reading it again, Zhao Mu shook his head in disappointment.

"It's too ordinary. The Huang-level technique is nothing more than that. It feels full of loopholes, as if the person who composed this sword formula wrote it while drunk."

Zhao Mu didn't even plan to modify this sword art.

Practicing such low-end skills is really insulting to his current understanding.

But there is no need to rush this matter.

Zhao Mu saw that there were many exercises on the bookshelf, and he was going to scan them all to see if there was anything suitable for him.

Diamond Fist.

Split hanging palm.

Three talents and six fortune divination techniques.

Xunfeng Red Thunder Kung Fu.

Magic Sound Technique.

…

There were quite a lot of various exercises on the bookshelf. Zhao Mu read through them all, but none of them caught his eye.

If it had been in the past, Zhao Mu would have been ecstatic if he had obtained just one of the techniques here.

But now that his understanding has greatly improved, these exercises have become child's play in Zhao Mu's eyes.

But there are still gains.

He has memorized these exercises completely. After he goes out, he will copy them and give them to others. He should be able to get a lot of rewards in return.

If I could return a heaven-level technique, it would be a huge profit.

It was already night, and Zhao Mu began to feel bored.

He was about to go out for a walk to see if there was a way out, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the bone on the ground and found that it was emitting a faint light in the dark.

Zhao Mu picked up the bone curiously, and after a closer look, he found that it was covered with rice-sized words.

He injected spiritual energy into his eyes to enhance his vision, and looked carefully.

"Chaos Xuanming Jue?"

Could it be that this bone recorded a technique?

Zhao Mu looked happy and continued to check.

But after a while, he had the same reaction as when he read the Yu Jian Zhen Zhang yesterday. He began to feel dizzy and dizzy, and this time it was more serious, even with severe tinnitus, and sweat kept coming out.

Zhao Mu hurriedly threw the bone away, collapsed on the ground and gasped, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

"Damn it, is my comprehension not enough?"

Yesterday the system prompted him that his comprehension had reached the upper limit of the foundation building stage. If such comprehension is not enough, then what level of skill should this Chaos Xuanming Jue be?

At least it is a mystery, and it may even be earth-level.

As for the heaven-level skills... Zhao Mu dare not think about it.

It is not certain that there are a few heaven-level skills in the entire Shengyuan Demon Sect, so it is impossible for a little demon beast to take it out casually.

"Zhao Mu...what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, Mu Jiuling pushed the door open with a food box. Seeing Zhao Mu sitting on the ground sweating all over, he hurried over and asked with concern.

Zhao Mu's eyes lit up, and he directly picked up the bone stick and stuffed it into Mu Jiuling's hand.

"This?"

When Mu Jiuling saw the bone stick, he asked in surprise: "Where did you get it from?"

"I met a little demon beast yesterday, and it gave it to me. The skills recorded on it are too profound. I can't learn it. I'll give it to you."