Taoist Priest Chongxu reminded cautiously that what he said sounded exaggerated at first, but it was true.
The handwriting left by Zhang Sanfeng contains a unique true meaning, which is not easy to understand at all. Even those of them who have mastered the authentic internal skills of the Wudang Sect have tried many times.
However, few people can look directly at the writing for more than a quarter of an hour. They will soon feel exhausted and dizzy, and then they can no longer concentrate, and they will experience more and more discomfort.
Therefore, Taoist Master Chongxu reminded Yan Ming very carefully.
In addition to the handwriting left by the real person Zhang Sanfeng, there are also many true meanings left on the practice field, but it generally requires people with a sufficient level to understand them.
As for how much you can gain from it, it depends on everyone's opportunity and understanding.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for reminding me."
Yan Ming thanked him, and then walked up without being polite.
Taoist priest Chongxu stood below and looked at Yan Ming's back.
Soon, Qingxu and others also came over and stopped behind Taoist Chongxu.
"Master Master, how long do you think he can last?" Qingxu asked.
"Yan Xiaoyou's strength is unfathomable, and the martial arts concepts are consistent with our sect. From my point of view, he will definitely understand a lot of things from the true meaning left by the ancestor. I judge that Yan Xiaoyou should be able to persist for more than a quarter of an hour. time!"
Several other people couldn't help but nod their heads after hearing this, with expectations and a bit of envy on their faces.
To be honest, Taoist Chongxu's judgment was already extremely high on Yan Ming, because since the founder Zhang Sanfeng, among the Wudang sects in the past, only the master and a few masters could last for about a quarter of an hour.
In their generation, only Taoist Master Chongxu can gain insights from it.
It's no wonder that Taoist Master Chongxu's reputation in the world is that he is not weak in strength, but he is not very good at teaching his disciples, so that there is a small gap in the talents of Wudang Sect, and there is a gap between Shaolin and Shaolin, which is full of talents.
If Yan Ming could really persist for more than a quarter of an hour as Taoist Priest Chongxu judged, he would be very powerful.
Soon, Yan Ming slowly walked up the steps to the training ground.
Stepping one foot in, Yan Ming immediately felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
The true meaning, this is the true meaning left by Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng!
But unlike other true meanings, Yan Ming didn't feel a trace of aggression. Instead, it was very gentle, and the warmth wrapped around him was very comfortable.
This is completely opposite to his previous feeling of using a sharpening stone to sharpen his true meaning.
In an instant, both the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Wudang Tai Chi Kung Fu in Yan Ming's body seemed to be awakened by something, and began to run automatically, and had a strange resonance with the true meaning left here.
Yan Ming calmed down and continued to walk forward. Then he stood in front of the training ground and stared up at the stone wall directly in front of him.
On top of that is the wild grass left by Zhang Sanfeng, floating and round, seemingly unruly but in line with the complementarity of yin and yang, seeming to form an organic whole.
Yan Ming had just read the contents of the Tai Chi Sutra before and had already memorized it in his mind.
But now when I looked at the writings on the stone wall, I suddenly had a different feeling. I stood there for a while and stopped moving.
Staring at the handwriting on the stone wall, it was obviously a completely fixed handwriting, but at this moment, in Yan Ming's eyes, it seemed as if it was alive, constantly changing, as if it contained martial arts principles, and seemed to evolve into a Various martial arts skills were practiced continuously in front of his eyes.
"Huh? Master Zhenren, has he already..."
Qingxu next to him saw this and was not sure, so he asked with a hint of doubt.
But looking to the side, Taoist Master Chongxu's expression became uncertain and slightly suspicious.
"probably……"
The two looked at each other in surprise.
Others may not know it clearly, but both of them have experienced the stone wall to varying degrees, and of course they understand the secrets involved.
When they first meditated on the stone wall, they always faced the stone wall, concentrated regularly, were dignified and solemn, and meditated for a long time to calm down their bodies and minds, and then slowly entered the state.
This process often takes half to an hour before you can see the doorway from the stone wall and gradually enter a state of concentration.
It's already very good. There are many people who have been looking at it for a long time but have no clue.
And this Yan Ming seems to have no such procedures at all, right? Enter the state directly?
And he didn't meditate, so he walked forward so lightly, looked up twice, and realized the beauty of it?
Both of them were a little reluctant to believe it.
But looking at Yan Ming's expression, standing still and not moving, it didn't look like he was pretending.
"Don't worry, let's see how long he can hold on." Taoist Master Chongxu said in a deep voice.
Up and down, everything became quiet for a while.
Yan Ming looked up, completely immersed in his thoughts, not paying attention to the surrounding situation.
The Taoist priest Chongxu and others below were staring at Yan Ming with wide eyes.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...
An hour has passed, and even Taoist Master Chongxu, who has a high level of cultivation, has become a little impatient and wants to find a place to sit and rest.
But Yan Ming still maintained the same posture as before, not moving at all for such a long time.
The only thing that changed was that the expression on his face changed from time to time.
Sometimes he is exploring, sometimes he is smiling, sometimes he is slightly frowning and thinking, and he seems to have different insights from them.
Taoist Priest Chongxu and the others were already a little numb.
Within a quarter of an hour, Taoist Priest Chongxu wondered if Yan Ming was pretending on purpose.
But it's been an hour now, and it hasn't moved at all. It doesn't look like he's pretending. How could he have been enlightened for such a long time?
If someone had told Taoist Chongxu this before, he would definitely not believe it, but now it is happening right in front of him.
From time to time, the mountain breeze blows on the platform, and time slips away unknowingly.
Another hour passed, and when Taoist Master Chongxu was pondering whether he should go forward to ask something, Yan Ming finally moved slightly.
I saw him take a long breath, then spit it out, close his eyes for a moment, and then suddenly open them.
A stream of light suddenly appeared, but soon it was restrained in Yan Ming's eyes.
In his eyes, he could vaguely see the words on the stone wall reflected in it.
But it is not dead, nor is it finalized. Instead, it is like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, constantly changing, coming from nothing, and after writing it, it keeps beating with a unique rhythm.
Then it gradually melted into Yan Ming's pupils and became one with him.
Along with this process, Yan Ming himself also changed. The Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Wudang Tai Chi Kung Fu in his body were further integrated, and they improved rapidly in a short period of time.
Some of the stagnation that may have existed before, or the lack of naturalness, are no longer a problem now. I am more familiar with the application and have a deeper understanding.
Soon, Yan Ming completed the first stage of internalization and gradually opened his eyes.
At this moment, his figure fell into the eyes of Taoist Priest Chongxu and others below, and he became a little unusual.
It seemed that his overall temperament had changed dramatically from before he came on stage, but it was hard to tell where exactly it had changed.
The only thing that is certain is that Yan Ming must have greatly improved now, and he has gained a lot in the past two hours!
To be honest, Taoist Master Chongxu is even a little jealous now, thinking silently: "This boy has such a strong affinity with my Wudang sect's kung fu! If he has been a direct disciple of the Wudang sect since he was a child, how can he say that he is like this?" The position of the real leader will be given to him!"
However, Yan Ming did not mean to end it now, but continued to cross his legs and sit on the training table.
His eyes retracted from the stone wall and focused on the training platform instead.
On the empty high platform, there seemed to be various undercurrents surging.
In Yan Ming's sight, he could vaguely see floating figures one after another, practicing various martial arts non-stop.
This seems to be the style left by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the sect, as if the scene of the past is reappearing.
Yan Ming knew that it was his martial arts and true meaning that resonated with the true meaning left behind by Zhang Sanfeng, so he could see so many illusions.
Yan Ming became more and more serious.
"You guys should go back first and don't disturb Xiaoyou Yan for now. It looks like he will need some time."
Taoist Priest Chongxu told Qingxu and others the truth with a wry smile on his lips.
Although Yan Ming was allowed to stay in the Wudang Sect's forbidden area for far longer than expected, Taoist Priest Chongxu still had no intention of disturbing him, but silently guarded him.
Qingxu and the others bowed and slowly retreated.
Taoist Priest Chongxu was left looking at Yan Ming with twinkling eyes.
As soon as Yan Ming meditated, it was early morning the next day.
The sun was shining on the earth for the first time, and Yan Ming, whose clothes were already wet with dew, suddenly roared and bounced off the ground.
Surrounded by many cyclones, he gradually descended and landed on the ground.
Scenes of the martial arts truths he had acquired flashed through his mind, and Yan Ming couldn't help but smile.
This trip is really worth it, and I have made a lot of progress.
Originally, most of Yan Ming's advancement in realm relied on cultivation points, but this time, it was the first time that he relied on external opportunities to achieve such a great advancement.
In just one night's work, Yan Ming's cultivation has taken a big step forward again, and his own strength has also increased a lot. He is already far away from breaking through the last level of the Grandmaster Realm and reaching the Grand Master Realm!
This time, Yan Ming himself was very surprised to have made such progress without consuming a huge amount of cultivation points.
What's more, along with it, other skills, martial arts, secret techniques and the like have also improved a lot. The most prominent among them are his own pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and Wudang Tai Chi Kung Fu, which have reached a completely different realm.
Yan Ming is very satisfied with his improvement, and the huge amount of remaining cultivation points can be used for other purposes.
Seeing that Yan Ming finally woke up from the state of enlightenment, after a moment of relaxation, he began to come down the steps, and Taoist priest Chongxu came up to greet him.
"Congratulations, little friend Yan, you must have gained something."
Taoist priest Chongxu came over and said, just because he was closer to Yan Ming, the feeling became stronger. Yan Ming had undergone earth-shaking changes compared with before.
"Thank you, Taoist Master."
As Yan Ming spoke, he turned back and looked at the empty training ground, seemingly still a little reluctant to leave.
To be honest, Yan Ming has already developed a very strong admiration and admiration for Zhang Sanfeng just through the remaining true meaning of God.
After looking around, he withdrew his gaze and left with Taoist Chongxu.
In the next few days, Yan Ming lived among the Wudang Sect.
Taoist priest Chongxu specially arranged a place for him to live in, which was very private. He also ordered that no one else should disturb Yan Ming.
This allowed Yan Ming to seize the time and internalize his gains with peace of mind.
Tong Baixiong did not die, but was taken to Wudang Mountain by Yan Ming and is now imprisoned with his former companion.
Tong Baixiong has been in the position of elder all year round and rebelled against the Sun Moon God Sect. He is still valuable. It depends on whether Taoist Chongxu can develop it.
In addition, Ren Yingying Yanming took her with her and arranged a place to live next door. She did not reveal her true identity to Taoist Xu, but planned to use it for another purpose in the future.
Now that Ren Yingying's meridians have been blocked, she can't mobilize her true energy at all. With Yan Ming's sharp ears and eyesight, she can detect any abnormal movement immediately. It's impossible for her to run away.
Ren Yingying is also sensible and has always been obedient.
After staying like this for a few days, even Yan Ming began to wonder if there was something wrong with the information from the six doors. On this day, Yan Ming, who was still regulating his inner energy, suddenly opened his eyes and felt the aura of a master.
And soon, Taoist Priest Chongxu also sent the agreed-upon code.
Yan Ming immediately jumped up, took Ren Yingying with him, and headed towards the front mountain gate.
Soon, we arrived at the previous reception hall.
However, there is no one here now, and all the Taoist boys in the Wudang Sect have been dispersed, leaving only two figures sitting in the hall.
One of them is Taoist Priest Chongxu, and the other one is an elderly man with mostly white hair who looks ordinary.
"Gongsun Oolong!"
When Ren Yingying arrived here, she saw the old man and immediately recognized him.
Although Gongsun Wulong has not traveled in the world for several years, his legend is still circulated in the world.
It is said that Gongsun Wulong's finger power is unparalleled in the world, and his ability to point acupuncture points in the air with one hand is even more difficult to detect. In the world, it is estimated that only the turtle shell divine power can suppress this acupoint technique.
Of course, Gongsun Wulong is more famous for his bloodthirsty. He has killed countless people in his life, and his vicious reputation spread far and wide.
But at this moment, Gongsun Wulong didn't look at all murderous. Instead, he really looked like an elderly man, sitting opposite Taoist Chongxu, leaning forward slightly, asking for advice.
"Please teach me, Taoist Master. When I close my eyes, I see those people I killed before, dangling in front of my eyes. I can't sleep well. This killing is too serious. Only Taoist Master can do it." Only then can a world-famous wise man understand it!"
Gongsun Wulong's very polite voice came.
(End of chapter)
