Over the next half a month, Zhang Qingyuan devoted himself to cultivation, practicing all kinds of techniques and martial arts over and over, solidifying his foundation.
But unfortunately,
even after practicing the Cloud Water Thirteen Sword Styles hundreds of times, the 999 bottleneck on the Data Panel remained unchanged.
Not a single point of proficiency had increased,
and he had failed to break through into the realm of perfection.
Zhang Qingyuan was not anxious,
continuing to drill the sword techniques again and again until their principles were etched into his heart.
Because he understood,
only when his usual accumulation was deep enough would he be able to make greater progress in a single epiphany when he encountered another moment of enlightenment like the one On the River!
At the same time,
Zhang Qingyuan did not abandon his cultivation of his other techniques and martial arts, especially the basic unarmed martial skill, the Nine Refinements Bone Forging Fist.
Among his martial skills,
the Nine Refinements Bone Forging Fist had originally been Zhang Qingyuan's most proficient martial skill, nearing perfection.
It was only because the Cloud Water Thirteen Sword Styles had attained enlightenment not long ago that it had overtaken it.
Zhang Qingyuan planned to raise the Nine Refinements Bone Forging Fist to the limit of Great Accomplishment as well.
At the same time, Zhang Qingyuan began testing some of his own ideas.
After tediously repeating his drills hundreds or even thousands of times each day, when night came and exhaustion set in, he would find a quiet place to meditate and gather his mind. He would take a sip of Monkey King Wine, maintain a heart as calm as still water, and use the Combination Skill Collapsing Mountain as a reference while attempting to fuse his other moves with the fourth