Throughout the afternoon, Huang Sanshui's mansion was in a state of chaos. Fast horses rushed out of the mansion and rushed in with large and small packages from outside, causing the people in Anding City to be frightened and thought something amazing had happened.

After three days, unlike Bai Yiyi, who was busy and messed up, Yue Lin seemed extremely leisurely.

Every day from morning to night, Yue Lin just brought a pot of tea, lying half-lying on the wide Taishi chair, watching Wang Beichen practice under the sun.

This is the twelfth time I have watched Wang Beichen practice in three days.

When the sun sets, Wang Beichen only sweats heavily and regulates his breathing. He is completely unaware of his every move and even the movement of his entire body. Yue Lin can see through the war space.

After all, Wang Beichen is not a cultivator, and there is no spiritual barrier to cover it. Yue Lin only needs to spend very little energy to complete a scanning transmission.

Although the energy reserves in the war space are seriously insufficient, in order to start the action soon, Yue Lin also made a cruel decision to help Wang Beichen improve the skills he practiced.

As long as Wang Beichen can enter the country at any moment, he will be more confident when facing danger.

Because for the warriors in this world, their cultivation level is one inch higher than their realm, and when they reach actual combat, they will be at an endless level.

Wang Beichen stood quietly in front of Yue Lin, his face full of expectation, like a scholar waiting for the teacher to judge, and did not dare to make any noise or small moves.

After a long time, Yue Lin opened his eyes, showed a little relaxed expression on his face, and let out a long breath of turbid air and said, "Although it may not be perfect enough, from the current situation, this is the only way. If there are any areas that can be improved in the future, I will tell you."

When Wang Beichen heard this, his body suddenly shook slightly and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, is it done?"

Yue Linhe said, "You go and get the paper and pen, I'll write it down for you, forget it, I'll tell you orally, you can write it yourself."

Wang Beichen went away like a gust of wind, but after a few breaths, another gust of wind floated back. Not only did he prepare the Four Treasures of the Mofang, but he also brought a square table from the house.

Yue Lin organized the language a little and recited the modifications made by the war space to certain disharmonious parts of the inner breathing operation during Wang Beichen's practice.

Although there are not many modifications, it has the ability to scan the war space, and basically every sentence is completely in line with Wang Beichen's physical condition.

It can be said that it has tailored a special personal version of the Wang family's secret method to Wang Beichen.

As for the actual consideration of the omissions and mistakes in the secret method passed down by the Wang family and to change them to a state that fits the practice of most of the Wang family's children, it is necessary to collect at least more samples in the war space and analyze and fill in the gaps one by one before they can be completed.

After all, the Wang Jiajiazu, who created this set of practice methods, was also alone. He had limitations and mistakes in thinking, and there was still great room for improvement.

In the future, when the crystal energy of the war space is full of mysterious energy, Yue Lin may try this, but it is absolutely impossible now.

After saying everything he should say, Yue Lin closed his eyes and lay down for a nap, while Wang Beichen didn't care about his fatigue, and immediately tried to run a week according to the newly changed places.

After a long time, Wang Beichen opened his eyes, his face full of excitement, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

He turned over and fell directly in front of Yue Lin, and said excitedly: "Beichen thanks the young master for his great kindness!"

Yue Lin couldn't sit still and received Wang Beichen's bow.

After all, Tao cannot be passed on lightly. Ordinary warriors who are apprenticing to masters will take at least several years of hardship to receive real guidance. Moreover, the true teaching of the most critical mantra is impossible to obtain without respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao for many years.

Moreover, if you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, if your master has something to do, your disciples will not just finish it after you finish it.

Wang Beichen exchanged a prayer for Yue Lin to help him improve his skills, but in fact he did not lose, but made a big profit. Therefore, his prayer was sincere and there was no falsehood.

A gust of fragrant wind came, but Bai Yiyi came over.

She first looked at Wang Beichen, who was so excited that she could not control her emotions, then picked up the white paper on the table and looked at it. Her expression became more and more solemn from the beginning.

After Bai Yiyi put down the paper and pen, she was silent for a long time before she sighed: "I didn't expect that the young master had reached the state of being introspective and obsessed with divineness!"

Yue Lin said silently and waved his hand to let the two of them retreat.

Wang Beichen did not dare to say much, just like he was looking at a true immortal, watching Yue Lin's figure gradually disappear into the darkness.

After getting far away, Wang Beichen reluctantly calmed down and said to Bai Yiyi: "Miss Bai, what state of cultivation is the words you just said that you are looking inward without any obstacles. What is the state of cultivation that is so slight and spiritual?

Bai Yiyi glanced at Wang Beichen and said softly: "That is a level of cultivation that you can't imagine at all now. Even I can only stand at a low point and look up. I can't reach it in a short period of time. Want to know the answer to this question? I can only say that you are thinking too much."

Wang Beichen should have no idea, but stopped talking, but his awe for Yue Lin became even deeper.

In the garden, Yue Lin pinched his hands and let out a faint sigh.

If Yue Lin is familiar with the secret techniques he passed down by Wang Beichen's family now, he dares to say that he is second, and no one in the world dares to say that he is first, even if the ancestor of the Wang family who created this technique was resurrected.

However, Yue Lin was unable to practice this secret method at all.

Just like the reason why he was unable to practice the basic practice techniques of Qingmumen and the Baiyi Sect.

That is, it seems that based on his current physical condition, he does not have the conditions to practice these exercises at all.

Perhaps only the fire power passed down by Chen Jun of the Refining Feng, a martial arts method with extremely low levels, can Yue Lin get started.

Yue Lin now knows very well that if he really has the opportunity to bow down to the foot of the Qingmumen and other cultivation sects, he doesn't even have to think about it, that is the result of being eliminated in the first step.

However, this problem is not unsolvable, but to solve this problem, the first thing to solve is the problem of crystal gas and mysterious gas reserves in the war space.

Early the next morning, when Huang Qihai saw Wang Beichen for the first time, he was so surprised that he almost hit the door.

"Brother Beichen, your cultivation level has actually been loose?"

"It's only been a few days. Mr. Yue has helped you modify and improve your practice skills?"

Wang Beichen felt the inner breath that was smoother than before, suppressed his excitement, and said calmly: "Young Master Yue is indeed a natural talent, and the height he stands is beyond our mortals."

Huang Qihai suddenly remembered himself, but he only got a revised version of the Fire Power from Yue Lin. If there were other tailor-made techniques, could he really take another big step forward?
Chapter completed!