Martial Arts: Talent Multiplier
Chapter 568

Second Grade Mid-Stage

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"Sect Master Chen."

Xie Changkong turned his eyes to Chen Tianyuan in the main seat and asked.

"Your noble sect True Disciple Fang Han has the best tracking skills in the county. He can even find the hidden master monster. I wonder if he is sure... to find that Old Devil?"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Chen Tianyuan.

Chen Tianyuan faced everyone's gaze and shook his head slowly, his voice steady but with a hint of helplessness:

"Fang Han's tracking technique is indeed unique. However, the best Tracking Secret Technique in our sect is only High Grade. What he practiced is just High Grade Tracking Secret Technique."

"Although I have trained to the Perfection Realm, my tracking ability is stronger than others due to my level limitations, but not by much."

He paused, looked at everyone and said.

"And Yan Wuji is a master. He is already very capable in gathering breath. In addition, he used breath gathering methods. Although Fang Han has the intention, he is... unable to do it."

Quiet Room fell into silence again, with only the slight but continuous sound of abbot Ku Du's rosary beads.

After a moment, a few eyes, as if they had substance, slowly turned to the shadow below Quiet Room - where Ling Wuyuan is.

Ling Wuyuan seemed to be aware of it, his eyes that had been half-closed slightly raised, and those deep eyes met everyone's gaze.

There was a calmness like a deep pool inside, and a cold clarity vaguely flowing under the calmness.

Apparently he had guessed what everyone was thinking, and the result was just as he expected.

"Master Ling Pavilion."

Xie Changkong spoke again, his tone a little more thoughtful than before.

"Nether Pavilion's secret technique inheritance is second to none than Seven Sects. I wonder if there is Tracking Secret Technique who is superior to High Grade?"

Ling Wuyuan did not speak, but looked at Xie Changkong quietly, then slowly moved his eyes away, scanning Chen Tianyuan, Ku Du, Lei Pojun...

"The secret book is the foundation of the sect and the core of its inheritance."

Ling Wuyuan spoke with a low voice, carrying his unique, slightly deep magnetism. Every word was spoken clearly and slowly, revealing rejection.

"If you are not a direct descendant of this pavilion, you will never reveal it to others. This has been an iron rule for generations, and Ling... does not dare to violate it."

"Master Ling Pavilion."

Ku Du The abbot clasped his hands together and said slowly, with the compassion unique to Buddhism in his voice.

"Yan Wuji is a master who practices magic skills. The harm he does is far beyond that of ordinary masters. If he is left alone, the consequences will be endless."

Lei Pojun followed up with a direct tone:

"Old Ling, rules are dead, people are alive! Who is Yan Wuji? A lunatic who practices magic! He is now a tiger in peace, but once he recovers, he will be an evil tiger who wants to eat people!"

"Today he can sneak attack Azure Profound Sect, and tomorrow he can touch the top of your Nether Pavilion! By then, can you stop a crazy grandmaster from secretly assassinating you? Now is not the time to worry about a secret technique, it is the time for everyone to work together and get rid of this henchman first!"

Hua Nishang answered softly, but the words were hidden:

"Pavilion Master Ling, I understand the difficulties faced by the Pavilion Master. However, the most important thing is to find Yan Wuji, the master who practices magic skills. Everything else should be put aside for the time being."

Shen Tinglan's gaze retracted from the window and landed on the side of Ling Wuyuan's face. His voice was smooth and waveless:

"Yan Wuji is in the dark, we are in the light. The longer it is delayed, the greater the variables and the higher the cost. A secret technique may give us an advantage."

Everyone's words, some admonishing, stating the benefits, or giving steps, are like invisible threads, winding up layer by layer.

Ling Wuyuan lowered his eyes, pursed the corners of his mouth into a stiff line, and tightened the line of his jaw slightly.

All the pressure in the hall was concentrated on his corner.

Chen Tianyuan watched quietly without urging, but his eyes were solemn.

Time passed little by little, Sandalwood Incense burned out a small piece, and the gray incense ashes fell silently into the furnace.

Finally, Ling Wuyuan took a very light breath and exhaled it slowly.

He raised his head, his deep gaze swept across everyone again, and finally landed on Chen Tianyuan's face.

"I can show my sect's top Tracking Secret Technique, <Nether Guide>."

Ling Wuyuan's voice was a little deeper than before, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, with a strong reluctance and a hint of suppressed coldness.

He paused, a hint of gloom flashed across his eyes, and added.

"This technique is a secret that is not taught in our pavilion. Today, we will make an exception. This time only, the secret manual can be read and practiced by Fang Han, but it cannot be copied or passed on to others."

Chen Tianyuan looked straight and held his hands solemnly:

"Pavilion Master Ling understands the righteousness well. Chen thanked you on behalf of the Azure Profound Sect and all the people on Qingyang Prefecture. I agree to your terms on behalf of Fang Han."

Several other people also praised him.

Ling Wuyuan said no more and lowered his eyes again.

The solemnity in the hall was slightly relieved by this agreement.

But the sense of crisis brought about by the shadow of Yan Wuji has become increasingly heavy on everyone's mind.

Outside the window, the mountain breeze blows through the forest, and the sound of waves is faint.

In the morning, Azure Profound Mountain was surrounded by mist.

Among Quiet Room, Fang Han sat cross-legged on the futon and took out a jade bottle containing Earth Spirit Pill from Storage Ring.

Take out a pill of Earth Spirit Pill and put it in your mouth. Danyao will melt and the warm medicinal power will spread in your belly like a stream.

"Wow--"

Fang Han operates <Azure Profound Art>.

In the meridians, the blue-gold Internal Qi surges like a river, capturing, tearing, and refining every bit of the medicinal power, transforming it into pure Internal Qi, and integrating it into Hearing Palace Acupoint.

With a 512-fold root bone increase, Internal Qi's growth rate is more than twice as fast as before, reaching an unprecedented speed.

Each weekly cycle brings a solid and tangible growth.

Fang Han's mind sank into his body, and he could clearly feel that the dense mist-like blue-gold Internal Qi in Hearing Palace Acupoint was filled to more than 99%.

The breakthrough is today.

At some point, Internal Qi filled up Heavenly Palace Acupoint.

Internal Qi swayed slightly in Hearing Palace Acupoint, accumulated to the extreme, and spontaneously rushed to the next place Acupoints--Earth Granary Acupoint.

An invisible barrier lies between Internal Qi and Earth Granary Acupoint.

"Second Grade Mid-Stage's bottleneck!"

Fang Han's expression remained unchanged, his thoughts moved slightly, and the Internal Qi in his body began to compress and condense, turning into torrents of Internal Qi, following the breakthrough method of <Azure Profound Art>, rushing towards the barrier.

"Boom--"

After the first flush, the barrier began to shake significantly, and cracks spread like spider webs.

Fang Han's heart moved slightly. With his current small realm bottleneck of Root Bone Talent and Second Grade Mid-Stage, it is indeed almost impossible to hinder him.

He guided Internal Qi and struck again.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound originating from the depths of the origin of life appeared in his body.

The invisible barrier blocking Earth Granary Acupoint shattered with the sound.

The majestic Internal Qi that has been accumulated for a long time is like a torrent that has found a vent, and happily pours into the newly opened Earth Granary Acupoint.

"Boom--!"

Fang Han The aura around him suddenly surged like the surface of a lake thrown into a boulder.

The power of that aura was many times greater than the initial stage of Second Grade, and it set off an invisible wave of energy in Quiet Room.

The Sandalwood Incense green smoke in the bronze incense burner in the corner was scattered and swayed by the air waves, and the window lattice made a subtle creaking sound.

On the surface of his body, there was a faint layer of green-gold brilliance flowing under his skin.

That is the afterglow that naturally overflows when Internal Qi transforms.

In the meridians, Internal Qi is becoming more condensed and thicker, and each strand contains far more terrifying power than before.

"Buzz..."

A slight buzz came from Earth Granary Acupoint, which was the tremor produced when the newly opened Acupoints resonated with the existing twenty-two Acupoints.

The twenty-third Acupoints was connected, and a more complex and efficient Internal Qi circulation system was quietly formed in his body.

"Sound Divine Treasury."

With the penetration of Earth Granary Acupoint, a new Divine Treasury was inspired, and Fang Han carefully felt the newly opened Divine Treasury.

A mysterious feeling came to his mind, and he learned about the ability of Divine Treasury.

This is a sound-related Divine Treasury, which can attach Internal Qi to the sound.

"Buzz--"

His thoughts moved slightly, a wisp of Internal Qi flowed to his throat, and he tried to make a sound.

A low hum came from his throat.

The sound was not loud, but it had a strange penetrating power, as if it could cross the wall and reach very far away.

The dust on the window lattice was shaken and fell, and the bronze incense burner in the corner made a slight buzz.

"Broken."

He closed his mouth and concentrated his thoughts on his throat.

After a while, he suddenly spoke and uttered the word "break".

The sound was not loud, but it carried a strange power.

The air trembled slightly under this word, condensing into an invisible ripple and spreading forward.

The ripples fell on a celadon tea cup.

"Click--"

The tea cup shattered at the sound, breaking into several pieces and the broken porcelain scattered on the ground.

"Use sound as a weapon..."

Fang Han whispered to himself, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This newly opened Divine Treasury can add Internal Qi to the sound, allowing the sound to spread extremely far, and even turn the sound into a weapon, killing people with the sound.

Although it is not as powerful as Sword Technique, it is extremely suitable for cleaning up "miscellaneous fish" that are large in number but not very powerful.

"Internal Qi transformation is over!"

Internal Qi The transformation lasted for about a stick of incense and then gradually subsided.

Fang Han Feel Internal Qi inside your body.

In the meridians, Internal Qi becomes more condensed and thicker, and the energy contained in each strand of Internal Qi is far stronger than before.

"My current strength..."

Fang Han Clenched his fists, feeling the majestic Internal Qi contained in his body.

Before that, his strength was comparable to First Barrier Breakthrough warrior.

Now there is another breakthrough. Although it is only a small improvement in realm, it still brings a huge improvement to his strength.

Today, his strength must have surpassed that of First Barrier Breakthrough warrior.

"Can it be compared to a warrior who has broken two levels?"

Fang Han This thought flashed through his mind, and then he shook his head.

In the three levels of Jingqi Shen, every First Barrier Breakthrough, the strength will be increased more than ten times.

After all, this improvement is only a small level improvement. Although it enhances the strength a lot, it is only enhanced several times, but it cannot reach more than ten times.

"Don't worry, with the speed of my improvement, I believe I will soon have the strength comparable to a warrior who has broken two levels."

He was not disappointed by this, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Han's mouth.

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