Jun Wuxie took out the Zhenwu Sword Art.
Master Chengyuan, Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye all surrounded him.
Looking at the ancient book in front of him, Master Chengyuan opened the pages with trembling hands.
There are lines of text recorded inside, all of which are ancient divine texts.
As a cultivator, apart from prehistoric ancient texts, I have dabbled in texts from other eras and can still recognize them.
They discovered that the cultivation methods recorded here were indeed different from the Zhenwu Sword Art they practiced, but they were very similar.
However, the Zhenwu Sword Techniques in this book are much more detailed.
They frowned, with a look of astonishment on their faces.
They knew every word of this true martial art, but when these words were connected together, they were basically incomprehensible. They couldn't understand their meaning, and they couldn't understand the principles and principles it explained. They felt like they were reading a book from heaven.
"The complete Dharma left by the Patriarch is so profound that I can't understand it for a while..." Master Chengyuan cast a doubtful look at Jun Wuxie, "Wuxie, you said that there is energy and blood in it that blends with the force. The master has a thorough understanding of the Dharma, but I can’t understand which ones are about the cultivation techniques of this Tao. How do you understand it?”
This was not only his question, but also the question in the hearts of his four disciples, who all looked at Jun Wuxie.
"Perhaps it's because I have been recognized by the ancestors. I can barely understand the more basic principles of the law."
Jun Wuxie closed the ancient book and said, "Master and senior brothers and sisters don't need to read the rest for now. This true martial art becomes more and more difficult to understand the further it goes."
"Yes, the complete method is too profound..." Master Chengyuan couldn't help but show a self-deprecating look, "Now I know that the method of cultivation is lacking, and the complete method is in front of me, but I can't understand it as a teacher, and I don't understand the principles and principles it explains. Then you will not be able to practice the complete method..."
Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling and Han Ye were all silent when they heard the words.
This is such a helpless and sad thing.
The complete Dharma is right in front of them, but they cannot practice it.
"Master, brothers and sisters, you don't have to feel lost. Give me some time, I will study the initial chapter carefully. When I understand the essence, I will share it with you, and then you can practice."
"That's all we can do. We can only place our hope on you now." Master Chengyuan nodded and said, "Have you got the Zhenwu Blood Pill?"
"I got it. It's in a jade box. Since the medicinal energy will be lost every time I open it, I won't take it out to show you."
Jun Wuxie did not tell the truth. The Zhenwu Blood Pill was too extraordinary, so it was better to keep it a secret.
Brothers and sisters have no use at all at the moment.
With their physical strength, they could not withstand the overbearing effect of blood pills.
Moreover, with their current talent growth strength, it would be too wasteful to use Zhenwu Blood Pill. They have to wait until their talent growth strength breaks through some levels before using it.
Therefore, he planned to keep it first, and then take it out when the time was right and give one to each of his master and senior brothers and sisters.
This kind of thing can only be used for the first time to obtain the full effect and maximize the benefits. If it is used in the future, the source inside it will not enable the user to break through the talent growth intensity, but can only improve the realm.
Jun Wuxie only plans to use one, and he can keep the extra ones for those who need them in the future.
The essence in Zhenwu Blood Pill can also be used to help Aunt Jing heal her injuries in the future.
"The Patriarch left behind a bronze temple." He stretched out his palm, and the inch-high bronze temple floated in his palm. "Master, please try to activate the Qi cultivated by Zhenwu method."
"Bajiu Xuan Palace?"
They all carefully observed this mini bronze temple and felt that it was filled with mysterious energy.
"The Patriarch had so many secrets back then. No one except himself knew about these things at the time. I really don't know why the Patriarch did this."
Master Chengyuan knew in his heart that the Patriarch must have his own ideas and there must be reasons for doing this, but he still couldn't let it go, because the life of the Zhenwu lineage has really not been easy in the past eons.
He held the Eight-Nine Profound Palace in his hand and poured his true energy into it.
However, the Eight-Nine Profound Hall was still in silence, seemingly unresponsive.
"Master, how do you feel?"
Jun Wuxie asked, was it not what he guessed?
"I feel as if I have some connection with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Palace, but that connection is so weak that I can't activate it."
"It seems that the power of Zhenwu is effective. Perhaps it is because the Zhenwu method that is practiced is not complete. In the future, after cultivating the complete method, we should be able to awaken the Eighty-nine Mysterious Halls."
"You're right." Master Chengyuan put the Eighty-nine Mysterious Palace back into Jun Wuxie's hands and said, "These things are left to you for safekeeping. Regarding the complete method, you must not be too hasty. Take your time and don't put too much pressure on yourself." It’s a lot of pressure, the days are still long, we can wait.”
…
They returned to the courtyard.
The courtyard is very large, with many houses in it.
Yi Ling took Jun Wuxie and Jingya to one of the empty houses and said, "Little junior brother, you and Aunt Jing will live here from now on. While you were in Zhenwu Ancient Palace, senior sister came back to tidy up this place. ”
Yi Ling opened the door and said, "Junior brother, Aunt Jing, take a look and see if there's anything missing. If you need anything, just tell me."
"Third Senior Sister, this is already very good. I'm just a rough guy and don't have that much attention to detail. Aunt Jing isn't that particular either, and Third Senior Sister has already arranged it well."
"Well, you and Aunt Jing have a rest first, and Third Senior Sister won't disturb you. If you need anything, Junior Brother must tell Third Senior Sister, just treat this place as your home."
"Okay, Third Senior Sister, walk slowly."
Jun Wuxie watched Yi Ling leave, and then walked into the house.
This house is a suite with a living room and two bedrooms.
"Aunt Jing, you don't have to call me during meals in the next few days. Now that I've finally settled down, it's time for me to spend some time practicing."
"Go ahead."
Jingya walked him to the bedroom door and closed the door for him.
Jun Wuxie set up a barrier, sat down on the bed and entered the Temple of Eternal Life.
He stepped into the military tomb, accepted the training of military spirit, and tempered his physical body.
After his physical body was tempered to the limit of his current state, he exited the tomb and came to the Zhenyu Tower.
"Qingxue, let's say goodbye before you die. Don't you want to see us again in life?"
As he finished speaking, a figure gradually appeared in the void in front of him. It was Ye Qingxue, without a mask, breathtakingly beautiful, staring at him with those beautiful eyes that seemed to reflect the endless starry sky.
Their eyes met, and her eyes gradually became a little brighter.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he stretched out his hand in front of her.
A slender and delicate plain hand was placed in his hand, the fingers passed through the gaps, and the ten fingers were clasped tightly.
"The Emperor of Heaven should not have tears."
His voice was gentle, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"I didn't cry."
Ye Qingxue said without confidence.
Jun Wuxie smiled and pulled her to walk in the vast space of the Temple of Eternal Life.
"I have a practice method here. It is difficult for me to understand its essence based on my own ability. Please help me explain its principles and principles. It is best to analyze it and deduce the state of mind of the creator when he created this method. The original true meaning of this Tao when it was created can be deduced.”
After he and Ye Qingxue walked a long way, he gave her the Zhenwu Sword Art.
"Now that you have recovered most of your previous memories, and have the cultivation insights and experience of the Supreme God Realm, you can help me analyze and interpret it for you. This imperial method is not that difficult."
Ye Qingxue flipped through the ancient book, flipping through the pages very quickly, almost scanning them. In just a few breaths, she finished reading the entire Fa.
"Look carefully, I will deduce the entire creation process of the creator. You can read it first, and then I will slowly explain and analyze it to you."
The Zhenwu Sword Art flew up from Ye Qingxue's hand and floated in front of her. The pages of the book opened automatically, and the words inside were projected into the void one by one, creating a picture.
There is a heroic and majestic figure in the picture, wielding a heavy sword. His body is translucent, and you can clearly see the route of the true energy that contains the rules of the avenue running through the body.
As Jun Wuxie watched, everything around him disappeared. It was as if he had walked into the time and space where the founder of Zhenwu Sword Technique was, and watched him create magic at close range.
Moreover, the creator's understanding of the true martial arts when creating the law seems to be connected with his mind, allowing him to clearly perceive the essence of true martial arts.
He knew this was Ye Qingxue's method.
The strong men in the realm of Emperor of Heaven are truly terrifying.
Time passed little by little.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
In a certain room in the Zhenwu Peak Courtyard, the furnishings here are very simple. Apart from a bed and a set of tables and chairs, there are only shelves next to the bed.
There were many books on the shelf and an old wooden box.
This morning, everyone in Zhenwu Peak had breakfast, and Nan Jin returned to his room.
He stood in front of the shelf and carefully took down the old wooden box on it.
Although the box is old, it is very clean and spotless.
He used his true energy to lift the box, pushed the wheelchair to the table with one hand, and placed the box on the table.
He gently stroked the wooden box and opened it. There were only two wrinkled Qiankun bags inside.
Nan Jin opened one of the Qiankun bags and poured out the contents. They were low-grade Holy Spirit Pills, which are the common currency of the upper world.
"One, two, three..."
He counted one after another and put the counted Holy Spirit Pills back into the storage bag.
"How come there are only more than ten thousand..."
He sighed helplessly, all his savings have been here for so many years.
After being promoted to a direct disciple, he had a monthly salary of a thousand low-grade Holy Spirit Pills. However, due to his health, he had to spend Holy Spirit Pills to purchase certain resources. After many years, there was not much left.
In recent years, the new manager of the Resource Hall has always deducted his salary from a thousand low-grade Holy Spirit Pills to five hundred.
His junior sister and junior brother once wanted to ask for an explanation, but he stopped them.
He knew that there was someone behind the management, and if there was a conflict, it would only be Zhenwu Peak that would suffer in the end, which would lead to a reduction in the salary and resources of everyone in Zhenwu Peak.
He tied the mouth of the Qiankun bag containing the Holy Spirit Pill tightly, then opened another wrinkled Qiankun bag and poured out the contents.
This Qiankun Bag also contains pills, but they are different from hard currency like the Holy Spirit Pill.
This is Lingyun Dan, with a faint green color. It is the main cultivation resource used by all disciples in the sect's saint realm.
True disciples get ten coins every month.
Nan Jin's Ling Yun Dan has spots on it.
This is the secondary elixir among the spiritual elixirs refined by the sect.
The secondary elixir contains impurities and has not been refined, so the effect of the elixir will be greatly reduced, and it can only achieve one-third of the effect of the qualified Lingyun elixir.
Even this time, he couldn't receive enough Lingyun Pill every month.
Over the years, he himself would use some spiritual pills to ensure that the remaining Holy Spirit Qi in his disabled body would not deteriorate.
He is severely physically disabled and suffers from hidden diseases. It is difficult for him to absorb the Holy Spirit energy from heaven and earth, so he can only supplement it with elixirs and other resources.
"I really don't have much savings. Even this time I only had a few dozen Lingyun Pills."
After he finished counting, he put the two storage bags in his arms and pushed the wheelchair out.
…
"Nan Jin, are you here to see Wu Xie?"
Jingya saw Nan Jin arriving with a wheelchair and immediately stepped forward.
"I've met Aunt Jing. Junior brother, is he here?"
Nan Jin stopped in front of Jun Wuxie's house.
"Wuxie has been practicing these days. If you are in a hurry, I will wake him up."
"Aunt Jing, no, don't disturb my junior brother's practice. It's still early, I'll just wait for him here."
"Well, it's just that Wu Xie doesn't know when he will end his practice."
"It doesn't matter, I'm free anyway. Aunt Jing, just go and get busy if you have something to do, don't worry about me."
"I'll wait here with you."
Jingya shook her head, Jun Wuxie was cultivating, and his senior brother was here. He couldn't just leave someone here. How could she go away?
