Xin Zhuo has been standing under the broken monument for an hour.
All he needed to solve this monument was a handful of moon-gazing water. Among the four things, this one was the simplest. This was also the reason why he came late.
But he felt that it still needed a sense of ritual. It might not be polite to "enlighten" it directly, so he tried to realize it himself. As a result, his eyes were sore and he couldn't see anything, but he thought that maybe he could persevere. , I can see something fishy.
He suddenly understood the thoughts of the group of old enlightenment people behind him. "Enlightenment" is actually very addictive. He always felt that he might become enlightened one day. It was similar to gambling.
Therefore, he decided not to become enlightened.
He took a step forward, took out a kettle, and poured a handful of water on it.
"this……"
Thousands of people who had been watching from all directions for an hour frowned slightly.
After watching for an hour, what is the behavior of giving Shibi a pot of water?
"Be bold!"
Before the sect's senior officials and elders could speak, a group of dazed "Old Wus" were the first to get angry. One of them, a tall man with a hairy face, whose foul breath could be smelled clearly from a distance of ten feet, yelled: "Where are you from?" Come on, I almost realized it, but it was destroyed by you!"
"That's right! I almost realized that you kid really has no rules. Kneel down and apologize!"
Another female disciple with almond-shaped eyes and round cheeks was equally furious.
Some even turned around with tears streaming down their faces, clasping their fists and complaining to their masters and elders: "Master, master uncles, and fellow masters, it's not that the disciples and others have poor understanding, it's just that they were just a little bit close, and in the end, they were destroyed by this person, and all their previous efforts were wasted! "
Yu Zhuji, the master of Seven Soul Peak, took a breath and said in a colder voice: "Xin Zhuo, you..."
Before she finished speaking, she was stunned because she discovered that the "texture" traces on the broken monument had disappeared!
"this……"
Thousands of people around were agitated.
Li Hanzhu looked at Liu Qingfeng angrily: "The good deeds you have done as a disciple are just for nothing and have ruined the charm of the monument!"
"That's right!"
A group of "old enlightenment" were distraught, "We almost realized enlightenment, what a pity!"
Liu Qingfeng sneered and replied: "You bunch of idiots, wouldn't this stone monument get wet when it rains? Have your brains been kicked by a donkey?"
The faces of Li Hanzhu and all the "old men" suddenly froze, as if this was the truth.
"So, what does this mean?"
The crowd was still noisy and chattering.
"I've realized it!"
A sound, neither too loud nor too quiet, just penetrated the tragic sound and penetrated into everyone's ears.
Thousands of people instantly looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Xin Zhuo!
He sat cross-legged on the ground in a leisurely manner, and suddenly stretched out his right hand strangely.
"call--"
Thousands of people, ranging from acting headmasters and masters of various peaks to elders, true disciples, and inner sects, were all breathing a little faster.
In fact, Xin Zhuo's methods in the past few days have established a certain prestige, and his words are very credible!
Moreover, has the problem that has plagued the whole sect for hundreds of years been solved so simply and smoothly? How is this not surprising?
"Whizzing……"
Song Tianxing, Liu Qingfeng, Yu Zhuji, Li Hanzhu, Zhu Qing and others immediately arrived at Xin Zhuo's side, their voices trembling slightly: "Is this true?"
Xin Zhuo did not speak, but still stretched out his hand.
His eyes were already set on the Moon-Watching Well.
[Sacrifice to the Spirits: In the battlefield of the battle between all races in the Middle Ages, there is a monument in a mysterious place called the Palace of Merit. On it, an unknown warrior depicts one of the nine ancient secret arts, which contains the purest true energy of the ancient times that is gradually dissipating!
Share: dry level!
Note: You can grab it directly! 】
grab!
【Yuehua:0/100】
After spending 100 points of moonlight, the surface of the well was filled with light, the waves rolled, and a line of words suddenly appeared:
[My name is Chu Qing. I am the fifth weakest warrior in the Yaochi Holy Land. I respect the Holy Emperor’s order and fight decisively on the second mountain. I fight against Sun Xingzhe of the Spirit Tribe at Qingwu. I inscribe the secret technique before I die. Anyone who comes after will kill all the Spirit Tribes, otherwise they will suffer all kinds of consequences. Curse of the year! 】
This is actually what the lines on the broken stele want to express. It was absorbed by Wangyuejing, and there was a great resentment between the lines!
Then, the handwriting slowly disappeared, and two lines of words appeared again on the well -
[Dou Zi Jue]
【Mellow Yangshi Miehai】
Xin Zhuo's heartbeat began to accelerate. He did not expect that this broken monument actually had medieval secrets, and it seemed to be quite powerful!
This thing is like opening a blind box, happiness comes too suddenly.
However, the message left by the warrior was suffocating, just like the curse in the memory of the previous life, "After reading these secrets, do something for me, or the whole family will die."
He breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his right hand, clicked on "Realm Ability", and absorbed it!
The meridians all over the body are wildly opened, spasmodic, and painful.
He immediately used the [Heaven and Earth Zhenwu Miaodao Sutra] to protect the inside and outside, and the pain disappeared.
After a while, the anode energy from all directions came crazily, and the Zhongdantian Palace quickly matured and flowed to Yuanchen Palace.
Breakthrough?
He immediately looked towards the moon-watching well.
really,
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo]
[Region: Yangshi Sanchong Sea, (one in ten enters the Lingtai realm, or special sacrifices to spirits for three thousand years...
Note: A single sacrifice to the spirit is extremely small!
Note: Entering the Lingtai requires tempering Yuan Chen with seven emotions and six desires. 】
Yang Shi San Chong Hai!
Breakthrough, so easy!
He suppressed his excitement and clicked on [Dou Zi Jue]
"boom--"
I felt an extremely complex, boring, ancient, and vicissitudes of thoughts and attack methods enter my mind, almost destroying Yuan Chen Palace.
Just at this moment, the ice source that had been "making trouble" turned again!
He had no choice but to use the wisp of innate Yang Qi in the True Yang Tower to suppress the source of ice while carefully understanding this secret technique!
Xin Zhuo had no time to worry about anything else;
However, Song Tianxing and Liu Qingfeng were watching him carefully outside, and thousands of people around him were also watching.
A group of "Old Wus" even widened their bloodshot eyes.
Xin Zhuo's words "I have realized it" shocked almost everyone. For Xin Zhuo, this kind of thing is equivalent to opening a blind box. For them, isn't it a kind of expectation and excitement?
At this time, three feet above Xin Zhuo's head, wisps of whirlpools suddenly appeared, and the energy of the extreme sun came crazily all over the sky.
Song Tianxing, Liu Qingfeng and others who were observing were stunned for a moment, then immediately stepped back a few feet.
"Yangshi Sanjukai!!!"
Song Tianxing looked at Liu Qingfeng fiercely, "Junior brother Liu, how many days has it been since Xin Zhuo entered the Yangshi Second Sea?"
Liu Qingfeng stroked his beard, his right hand trembling slightly: "Eleventh day!"
On the 11th, break through the Yangshi Triple Sea!
What kind of incredible talent is this?
Normal warriors come step by step. The second level of Yangshi Sea enters the third level of Yangshi Sea. Even a genius with a divine body or bloodline will need seven or eight years or even longer. For ordinary people, it is normal for three to fifty years. After all, there is no sun and moon in cultivation. , the accumulation is like a holiday, otherwise everyone's martial arts level will rise "biubiubiu".
Xin Zhuo, it only took eleven days!
It is no exaggeration to say that this move once again broke the Xuantian Sword Sect's six thousand year record!
The disciples and elders from all directions felt their mouths go dry for a while, and various complex emotions surged into their hearts.
Li Hanzhu of Purple Forest Peak abandoned all doubts and objections at this moment, and said anxiously: "I'm afraid this kid really understands the broken monument. Only urgent enlightenment can break it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone else could reply, a strange martial arts fluctuation suddenly appeared around Xin Zhuo, wisps of it escaping in all directions.
The ancient, vicissitudes, and mixed atmosphere are mind-blowing.
This seems to have nothing to do with realm, it is a certain aura from the Middle Ages, and it is being discovered by this boy named Xin at this moment!
"I really realized it! What a good boy, haha, the Xuantian Sword Sect is lucky!"
Song Tianxing was so surprised that he waved his sleeves and said, "Protect!"
The peak masters and elders abandoned all distracting thoughts and quickly evacuated the disciples. Nineteen people sat cross-legged around the pine forest, using the true energy of the Lingtai realm to protect Xin Zhuo.
The ordinary elders and disciples in all directions, although far away, still did not leave and looked at them intently.
"Unparalleled in the world, amazing talent and beauty!"
In the crowd, Jiang Yuwei murmured to herself, her eyes getting brighter and brighter, and she suddenly said firmly: "Senior Brother Xin is definitely not a thing in the pool, and the mere Xuantian Sword Sect is not his final destination. My vision is not wrong, I must……"
The sisters on the side were startled: "Keep your voice down!"
"This man is really outstanding in his understanding. No wonder..."
"One hour of understanding has surpassed the understanding of everyone in the entire sect. No wonder I can break into the ninth floor of the True Yang Tower!"
Shen Huansha, Bai Zong and others, who had been watching silently these past few days, sighed softly.
(End of chapter)
