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Fan Wuji laughed out loud. There was undisguised pride in his laughter. After a long time, he stopped laughing and said to himself, "It is likely that a mid stage precelestial would be injured by this punch of mine." A cultivator in the late Houtian realm would be injured by this punch of mine. His mother was very perceptive. According to the technique she left behind, I had to shatter eighty-one times of my Qi to be able to nurture this wisp of Perfect grade Qi. I'm afraid that I won't have any bottlenecks within the precelestial stage. As long as I finish my work, my cultivation will naturally advance. "

However, in the Lesser Heaven stage, he would only be able to improve his inner strength once, and thus, he would be able to reach the next level in the Lesser Heaven stage. For example, in order to advance to the middle Houtian realm in the early Houtian realm, one had to first raise their ordinary inner strength to the superior grade. Fan Wuji's inner force was already at the perfect level, so in the precelestial stage, naturally there would not be a bottleneck. This was the advantage of shattering one's inner force eighty-one times. This was the logic behind this: if one can't break it, then he can't create it.

Fan Wuji looked at the sunken palm on the wall, and nodded his head in satisfaction. Then, he walked out of the seclusion chamber. Fan Wuji could not help but rejoice. After he washed up, he ate his meal and then walked out of his courtyard.

Once again, the three-dimensional blueprint of the entire academy appeared in his mind. Angele thought for a while and found the best route. He headed to a huge four-story building.

Fan Wuji's speed was not fast, and he did not use any footwork. However, he had a three-dimensional picture of the academy in his mind. The route he chose was the nearest route. Thus, despite his slow speed, he quickly arrived in front of the huge four-story building.

He looked up at the huge four-story structure. Following his gaze, he saw a plaque on the huge building. Surprisingly, there were three flamboyant words written on the board: Martial Skill Pavilion. In the Martial Skill Pavilion, two words were written in bold and powerful strokes. However, the most important thing was that those three characters contained a mysterious power. It was extremely mysterious and profound. These three words seemed to illustrate some of the mysteries of the world.

"To use these words to embody the mysteries of the world." It really was a big deal. At the very least, he would only be able to reach such a level after mastering the mysteries within. A person who has mastered the Profound Truths of the Earth is at least at the 'Life and Death' level of power. Fan Wuji looked at the three words on the plaque and couldn't help but sigh.

Fan Wuji stared fixedly at the three words, and in the blink of an eye, he entered into a state of deep contemplation. In this state, Fan Wuji forgot everything around him, even himself.

In his mind, there was only one thought. It was clear that he had entered a magical state of forgetfulness. In this state, he only had one thought. At this moment, his mind was completely focused, and he no longer had any distracting thoughts.

Just when Fan Wuji had fallen into a state of detached forgetfulness. A figure flew out of the Martial Skill Building. This figure was simply too fast. It was as if he had instantly left the Martial Skill Building and arrived at a distance of over a hundred feet away from it. Of course, this wasn't teleportation, it was just an illusion that his speed was extremely fast.

This figure was not tall and sturdy, only about seven feet. He was slightly stooped. That's right. It was an old man. This was an old man that was at the peak of his twilight years. The old man was filled with an air of desolation. There was even a faint sense of death. However, the aura within this old man's body became extremely strong in an instant, and then it became extremely weak in an instant.

The drooping old man looked at Fan Wuji who was in a state of forgetfulness, and his gaze couldn't help but freeze. His expression became solemn and focused. He said in a low voice, "This is the first time I've seen the three big words written by teacher San Jue: Martial Skill Pavilion. Many people will be enlightened about it. This is not surprising. But this person's cultivation is only at the early Houtian realm. How could he trigger the spiritual realm where he forgets everything, so that he could comprehend the Three Ultimate Skill's Upanishads left behind by Master? "

He muttered to himself. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he definitely wouldn't have believed this scene. After all, the three characters written on this plaque contained profound power. Usually, only existences at the Life and Death Realm were able to grasp the profound meaning. Many Upper Sky warriors could not comprehend the mysteries of the Profound Truths. Perhaps only some at the Spirit Sea Realm could comprehend them and gain something from them.

However, the Fan Wuji in front of him, who had just entered the Houtian realm, had already entered a state of comprehension. This was simply unimaginable. After all, the realm was the foundation, the height, and the horizon. The higher the base of a cultivator, the stronger their foundation would be. Similarly, only when one stood at a certain height and had a certain level of insight would one be able to understand the profound mysteries of the technique.

If the person in front of him was a high-level Upper Sky or Spiritual Sea warrior, the elder would not be so shocked and shocked when he read the words on the board. But it just so happened to be that unknown precelestial boy Fan Wuji. Therefore, with the experience of this old man, he couldn't help but be shocked and shocked.

After a full two hours, Fan Wuji finally woke up from his state of meditation. His expression turned haggard and intoxicated, and he became clear-headed and calm.

Fan Wuji looked at the plaque and could not help but sigh. He said, "Three big words contain three profound meanings. Moreover, the three profound meanings seemed to be independent, but between the lines, they were also combined. The person who left behind the plaque had probably not only comprehended three profound mysteries, but had also fused them together. I wonder who exactly is this expert who has fused three profound mysteries? "

Although his voice was suppressed by him, it still couldn't escape the ears of the drooping old man. The drooping old man slowly walked forward and stopped one or two feet away from Fan Wuji.

The drooping old man looked at Fan Wuji appreciatively and said, "This expert with three profound mysteries is a Three Ultimate Martial King."

"The Three Ultimate Martial King? It wouldn't be too much to say that this person could master and fuse three profound mysteries and call it the Three Unique. Furthermore, there was a saying of life and death in ancient times. Therefore, it was not bad to call him a Martial King. "It is a pity that I only experienced the profoundness of the profoundness of the signboard, and did not have the chance to see the elegance of this Three Ultimate Martial King." Fan Wuji looked at the old man, and sighed as he sized him up.

When the old man heard this, he instantly felt sad and nostalgic. He said sorrowfully, "The Three Ultimate Martial King is my master. A few hundred years ago, my master was a peerless figure among the Three Extremities, traversing the boundaries of a hundred kingdoms without facing many enemies. In the end, he and that man created the Tang Kingdom. The founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty. And my master created this Fish Dragon Academy. A few hundred years had passed, and my master had long since passed away. Even this old man has no chance of meeting my master's peerless grace. "