Chapter 573

With the command of song Qingshu's urgent need to learn, the system in Song Qingshu's mind suddenly sounded an unbroken series of prompt sounds.

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning xiaotuntianjue. The learning progress is 10%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning xiaotuntianjue. The learning progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning xiaotuntianjue. The learning progress is 30%. Please wait patiently."

……

The system in Song Qingshu's mind has become extremely powerful because of his profound cultivation strength.

As usual, it is impossible to learn the profound and incomparable skill like xiaotuntianjue without more than half a day.

But now, even before the time of three interest, song Qingshu has learned more than half of xiaotuntianjue.

"Is my system so fast now? In this way, just try to turn one Qi into three Qing and learn it! "

Song Qingshu listened to the continuous prompts in his mind and sneered, which directly made the system learn another skill.

Originally, according to song Qingshu's idea, learning more skills should slow down the learning speed of the system, but the situation exceeded his own idea.

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning one Qi and three clearing. The learning progress is 10%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning one Qi and three clearing. The learning progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning xiaotuntianjue. Your learning progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that xiaotuntianjue's learning progress has been completed. The current level is perfect. Now xiaotuntianjue is transmitted to the host's brain."

"Ding, the system prompts that the learning progress of one Qi Sanqing has been completed. The current level is perfect. Now the one Qi Sanqing is transmitted to the host brain."

Although the two methods learn together, the learning time of the system is still fast and never slow for a moment.

When song Qingshu wanted to sigh.

In Song Qingshu's mind, it was like pouring iron slurry, and it was like being stuffed with several big stones.

There are two distinct smells of the great road flowing in Song Qingshu's mind, and the pain can be described nonverbally.

The vast number of monastic words and sentences poured into song Qingshu's mind, making his mind suddenly burst.

These two martial arts are rare in the world.

But song Qingshu learned two at one go, and both learned to the level of entering the house.

If you put such a terrible learning speed on any other friar, I'm afraid it's not too much even if his knowledge of the sea is broken and the yuan God is gone.

"It's just two skills. Do you want to embarrass me!"

"Settle down!"

Song Qingshu clenched his teeth, and his consciousness lingered between wakefulness and syncope countless times.

At the seventh syncope.

Song Qingshu roared up to the sky, the Tongtian Taoist eyes between the eyebrows opened angrily, and a broken and empty nine color divine Xia shot out in the eyes of Tongtian Taoist.

Then a golden Yuanshen villain came out from the eyes of heaven, sat on the top of song Qingshu's head, recited meditation and calmed the chaotic two breath in Song Qingshu's brain.

With song Qingshu, the divine consciousness in his mind is no longer chaotic.

The scene before him slipped away.

Just now he was standing in the deepest palace Que in the Nine Yang Temple. But now, song Qingshu found himself standing on a land of Ze.

The rain of Zeguo is like an ox's awn from the sky.

The bright sunshine is gone, and the rain is falling.

This is a typical yellow plum rain. The rain all over the sky made song Qingshu's hair wet in an instant, which made him very embarrassed.

Boom.

In the vast Zeguo dome, there was an extremely dull loud noise, and then the cloudy dome became a rippling ocean.

"What kind of skill is it derived from?"

Song qingshuxi looked at the blue sea above his head and said in plain words to his system.

In the world of monks, the number of martial arts available for cultivation is immeasurable. Most martial arts are learned in a calm and peaceful manner without any strange.

However, a few martial arts are almost miracles, and there will be all kinds of strange scenes when learning.

It's like the military word decision mastered by song Qingshu now. Before that, he took song Qingshu to a huge stone engraved with countless magic tools.

With his previous experience, song Qingshu is not surprised to be in Zeguo now.

He just didn't know which skill brought him here.

"Ding, the system prompts that this is xiaotuntianjue's monastic fantasy."

Hearing the prompt sound of the system, song Qingshu was not surprised, but he was also curious.

He didn't know what kind of experience this little monastic fantasy would bring to himself.

Just when song Qingshu was slightly stunned.

On the sky of song Qingshu, the boundless sea water began to pour.

With a bang, the sea water in the whole sky fell like an avalanche.

The falling of the sea is not particularly fast, but it gives people an irresistible sense of horror.

Even song Qingshu could only watch the sea waves engulf him.

"Move the sea!"

Song Qing's sword eyebrow was picked, and she moved slightly in the tidal sea. With a loud bang, the tidal sea dissipated directly beside her.

Before Song Qingshu breathed, a sound like the roar of thunder on the ground sounded in Song Qingshu's ear.

Immediately.

One is bigger than the sky, and the spread of its wings seems to cover the Peng shadow of the stars and roll and roar in the waves.

"There is a fish in Beiming. Its name is Kun."

"Kun has wings and is called Peng!"

"Peng's back is thousands of miles, and his wings cover the boundary."

"Receive heaven and earth, swallow the sun and spit the moon!"

At the moment of the appearance of Peng shadow, there was a loud and solemn sound in the world.

With the loud noise, an eye bigger than the bright moon in the sky glanced at Song Qingshu.

"Roar!"

Song Qingshu had no time to respond.

Facing him was a bird's beak bigger than the sky, which song Qingshu avoided.

So in the twinkling of an eye, song Qingshu was directly swallowed into the bird's beak. There was darkness in front of him, as if he were in an abyss.

"I was eaten?"

Song Qingshu fell down in pengniao's throat, as if he had fallen into an abyss. He had fallen for a long time and had not landed yet.

In the deep throat of pengniao, song Qingshu smiled jokingly and whispered:

"Want to eat me like this? Dream! "

"The word is determined! Sword! "

Song Qing recited the word "soldier" at the mouth of the book, and an iron sword shining with cold light appeared in the right palm.

Song Qingshu exerted his strength at the mouth of the tiger and cut in front of him with a sword.

With a roar, the body of the swallowing pengniao was full of sword potential, and the pengniao was moaning more than once.