During his hundred and twenty-nine years in seclusion, He Pingsheng had done more than simply raise the cultivation in all five dantian to the third layer of the Human Immortal Stage.
He had also gained an understanding of formations.
He Pingsheng had thoroughly comprehended and mastered the skills and techniques for laying out second-grade immortal formations recorded in Essentials of Formation.
In theory, he already possessed the ability to inscribe formation plates for second-grade immortal formations.
He simply lacked the materials needed to set up a second-grade immortal formation for the time being.
He Pingsheng walked out of his courtyard.
Seemingly hearing movement from his direction, Su Muyu, Su Huang, and Xu Zhishan darted up to He Pingsheng like three rabbits.
"Holy shit..."
Su Huang could not help swearing. "You... Junior Brother, y-you-you... you fucking... broke through?"
"You're at the third layer of the Human Immortal Stage?"
This time, He Pingsheng had not deliberately concealed his cultivation.
Hearing that He Pingsheng had broken through, the other two also swept their divine sense over him.
He Pingsheng smiled. "I was already about to break through to the second layer before, so I pushed straight through to the third layer during this seclusion!"
As he spoke, He Pingsheng also took the opportunity to check the cultivation of the three before him.
Unfortunately, none of them had made any progress.
Xu Zhishan was at the ninth layer of the Human Immortal Stage, Su Huang at the eighth, and Su Muyu at the seventh.
"Senior Brothers, Senior Sister!" He Pingsheng asked, "Did anything happen in the sect during the hundred-odd years I spent in seclusion?"
"For example, did those cultivators from Mount Kunwu come here to cause trouble?"
That was what worried him most.
After all, He Pingsheng had secretly killed Zhong Yue back