Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The master of the Palace of the Upper Sword Palace also followed him: “Forget the Palace of Sword Studies and the Palace of Evil Sword Studies. If we can do this, there will be more than 10 of us! ”

The palace master of the Demon Sword Palace laughed: “It is also normal. After all, the Swordsword Palace is full of waste. Suddenly a similar nature emerges as a treasure..."

The other palace lords laughed with adhesion.

Autumn Seung Shui only glanced at them indifferently, his eyes still focused on Luo Zheng.

He doesn't believe that Rosenfeld's potential is this much more.

……

On the surface of the Big Sword, all the sword-shaped patterns are slowly rising and becoming larger.

If the practicing disciple encounters a bottleneck, it is caught in a certain link, the Big Sword can give back the corresponding sword luck eternal sincerity, under these sword luck eternal sincere infiltration, often can do the point dialing effect!

So the training speed of the disciples of the Dao Sword Palace is much faster than that of the self-conscious gods outside.

Rosen's eyes were bright and silent.

Generally, the later, the slower the understanding, the faster and faster the Koro recitation is not slowed!

In fact, with his talent, he doesn't need the help of the Great Sword below 2,000 words! The Great Sword of the heavens was baptized by shallow, deep sincerity, just to make Luo Zheng as a tiger!

600 words…

800 words…

A thousand words…

In the eyes of these palace owners, a thousand words is a small achievement.

In less than a fragrant time, Luo Zheng has reached more than a thousand words, such a talent is classy.

“Once the incense reaches more than a thousand words, the upper sword palace is quite good, in our burial sword palace, it is just unusual,” Moon White Chestnut said calmly.

Qiusheng Shui still did not speak. If Luo Zheng was only this level, it was not worth looking at, but he had a hidden feeling that Luo Zheng's first practice would never stop.

“But the speed of this boy's chanting seems to be accelerating...” said the palace master of the Broken Sword Palace.

Not only did the palace owner notice it, but other palace owners also found it.

The speed at which it is recited is from fast to slow, as most people do when practicing the true meaning of the way, but it is extremely unusual that Corollo is turning against it more and more quickly.

From 500 words to 1,000 words, Luo requisitioned half a column of incense time, but from 1,000 words to 1,500 words, Luo Xuan did not have more than twenty or thirty breathing hours, which was extremely difficult to recite the true meaning of the way, he was like a tongue-in-cheek lotus flower, thrown out loud.

His voice is not loud, but many palace lords distinguish clearly in the noisy illusion!

“By order of God, the blood of the white bones is boiled back...” Rosen's lips gently began, without any obstruction.

1,500 words...

1,700 words...

1,900 words...

Even the Great Sword Division was attracted to the scene at this time, saying: “For the first practice, 2,000 words, there are three talents. ”

Moon White Chestnut's face has changed a lot, he also said carefully: “Although the three gifted talents are not as good as the fall of our Sword Palace, they are also rare. I didn't expect that such a person could be born in a barren state like Tiandu...”

“Don't say it too soon," said Autumn Seung Shui. "I told you, this kid's talent is no worse than mine! ”

Moon Bai Chestnut's heart was still a little unhappy. “I think it was too early for Brother Sheng Shui to say anything. Everyone practiced the true meaning of the passage. Qiuyi was still 4,300 words in one breath! ”

“Just wait and see," Autumn Seung Shui said freshly, looking very confident.

The light in both eyes became brighter and brighter, like a flame of fire.

He felt an echo between his voice and the sword, and he said, "The sword responds!"

Of course, Jomtien's sword responds not to the voice, but to the eternal sincerity of Sword Fortune...

“I wonder if I am ideally suited to practice sword luck eternal sincerity, or because I participate in heavenly sword, why do I understand the speed of sword luck eternal sincerity far beyond the natural sincerity of Taoism? ”

At 3,000 words, there was also a slight confusion in Luo Zheng's heart, and he paused...

Moon White Chestnut saw Luo Zheng stop, and suddenly he was relieved. He smiled and said to Autumn Seung Shui: “Looks like the Swordsmanship Palace will find it difficult to produce a genius better than Shoulder Seung Shui! ”

Autumn Seung Shui and Autumn Cold Smoke are also staring at Luo Zheng. Just now Luo Zheng is suddenly stuck in the shell, they are naturally a little strange.

If it is caught somewhere in the true meaning of the road, it should be unbearable for the soul, it will look very painful, even faint, but Rosenfeld's face has no other expression than a little confusion, Autumn victory water they naturally feel strange.

Corozone only paused for three breaths...

Nor could he explain the confusion in his mind. Lazy thinking accelerated the speed of recitation.

And this time, once he started, the speed of recitation accelerated again, and he had fallen into a state of total oblivion, his voice, which had been whispered, had become high and loud, and very penetrating!

In this way, it immediately attracted the attention of the disciples of the Academic Palace who were practicing.

Lai Hua Bei stumbled and recited dozens of words, still with the help of the sword, but had reached the limit he could bear. Every time he recited a word, he felt his soul was as uncomfortable as a 10,000 arrows penetrated his heart. He passed on a dizziness.

At a time when it was unbearable, he had to pause for a while, just below the pause, before he heard the voice of Rosen.

I'm afraid you've read two or three hundred words of Brother Eyro's gift? He followed the blue silk in front of Luo's forehead and found a sword-shaped pattern on the sword, his body trembling suddenly.

“Ro, Brother Ro's sword-shaped pattern... is half a man tall already?” Lai Hua's face is full of incredible colors.

Although Lai Hua Bei has always thought that Luo Zheng was a genius, but I didn't expect Luo Zheng to be able to do this, he was only there for the first time, he has surpassed most of the attendance to learn the palace flute!

Not only Lai Hua Bei, Qiu Siyuan and Moon Bai Hao, but also a bunch of dude disciples were shocked.

Earlier, Autumn Thought had a little pride in his heart. After all, as a disciple of the Academic Palace, he was well ahead of these newcomers. At least he could read more than 300 words. His sword-shaped pattern is already palm-sized.

But his sense of superiority only lasted two or three columns of incense… now Rosen has left him.

“This guy... it really shouldn't belong to the Swordsmanship Palace...” Qiu Siyuan exclaimed in his heart.

As the Sword-shaped pattern of Rosen continues to grow and climb up, it has also succeeded in attracting the attention of other disciples of the Academic Palace.

How can these disciples tolerate the thriving growth of Luo Zheng when they are so talented?

Among them, several disciples in the Demon Sword Palace and the Funeral Sword Palace recited the sword-shaped pattern on the body of the Great Sword of Santian. They also surrounded themselves towards the sword-shaped pattern of Luosheng.