Martial Ancestor. The Tao of Martial Arts is the most difficult Tao in the world to understand and master.
Monks absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and use this to contact nature. They use nature as a supplement and a boost. Therefore, it is easier to practice.
But martial arts is different. This is achieved purely by using the body to break through one's own limits, without relying on any external objects. It can only be achieved by reaching the sky step by step with its own strength, and finally the body is sanctified.
Sainthood is just the human way, and above it, there is a realm of knowledge. This is unknown, unknown to previous generations, and undiscoverable to future generations.
Because this is an extremely difficult road, and very few people can reach the last few steps, let alone the last step of this and that exploration?
No one knows whether there is a final step in martial arts. Wuchang Tianzun of the Cangwu Dao League could not guarantee whether he had taken the final step.
Martial arts is too difficult, and you must be a perseverant among perseverants to have any chance of success. Even if the former opens up a way forward, the latter may not be suitable.
There are many people who follow the path of their predecessors and blindly practice according to this path, and eventually get stuck at the final step that their predecessors took.
Just because this was not his own path to develop, he simply couldn't understand why he had to take the step he took, and why he took it as the cornerstone. He didn't understand the pattern at all, but just copied the cat and the tiger. How can we become that fierce tiger? How can we surpass the tiger on the mountain and become a real dragon?
To explore the path of the predecessors, unless there is a peerless master of martial arts who has a deep understanding of martial arts, he can observe the bones of others, tailor martial arts secrets for them, and even be able to reach the ultimate level of martial arts.
Martial Ancestor, Martial Ancestor. Dare to call himself the ancestor of martial arts, the ancestor of martial arts. Either he is arrogant, or he has truly reached the extreme of martial arts.
Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to be called the Martial Ancestor?
But, is there really the ultimate in martial arts in this world?
Taoist Master Lingbao did not know and had never heard of it. Some people have embarked on this ultimate path of martial arts.
"It's the Martial Ancestor. His strength is recognized by all the strong men. Because all those who disobey have been suppressed by the Martial Ancestor." The young man said this, with stars shining in his clear pupils.
This is his pursuit and yearning, his lifelong desire.
"Can I ask his name?" Taoist Master Lingbao asked.
Anyone who is extremely powerful will never remain unknown, let alone someone who can defeat the strongest people in the world and no one dares to disobey him.
"You don't know the name of the Martial Ancestor?" The young man was stunned and looked at the old man suspiciously, then thought of something. He shook his head and smiled: "I forgot, you are a mortal, how can you know the name of Martial Ancestor?"
The young man walked to the door of the broken house, faced the strong wind, and looked at the high and vast sky.
What he saw was a white cloud covering the dawn. Another strong gust of wind made the sky clear again. The light of the rising sun is even brighter.
Feeling relaxed and happy. In a trance, the young man felt that he was standing in the sky, looking down at the vast earth. Everything was in sight, as if he didn't take it seriously.
"The name of Wu Ancestor is Taoping Wu!" The young man spoke word by word with deep respect.
"Wu Daoping...what a domineering name." Taoist Master Lingbao nodded. This name alone is indeed domineering and mighty. But does he live up to his name? Is he really a strong man who can overpower everyone in the world? But it remains to be verified.
After all, this is just from the mouth of a young man. But Dao Zun Lingbao knew that this person would not be too weak. Compared with himself, this strong man named Wu Daoping was only strong but not weak.
After all, this is heaven. To be called a strong man, he must be a monk who fought against the odds. Moreover, this city is very mysterious and has the power to dissipate this unknown power.
The power of light and sun was something Taoist Master Lingbao had never seen before. It is even more powerful than the great powers of destruction that Lingbao Taoist knows in Cangyuntian.
Perhaps, there is an extremely powerful Supreme Being here who can ignore the unknown.
So, could this supreme being be the ancestor of martial arts, Wu Daoping?
Taoist Master Lingbao didn't know that if his senior brother had not been frozen, he would be standing here with him and listen to what this young man said. Then you will definitely be surprised.
Because, ever since Youmingtian first encountered a city inhabited by life, the founder was named Wu Daoping. Then he abandoned the destiny monument and headed to heaven alone.
It's just a monument of destiny, not the actual presence of the deity. This brought Chu Cheng a strong crisis and suffocation.
This name also appeared in the scenes he saw before he fell into coma.
Some people taught martial arts to the extreme. After that, everyone became equal through martial arts. From then on, everyone knew that Wu Daoping was the best.
"Then this powerful martial artist is in this city now?" Taoist Master Lingbao took a deep breath, eager to know where this person was.
If this ancestor of martial arts is the strong man who spreads the unknown power, then he must be able to break the curse on his senior brother. And he only needed to find his senior brother and bring him to the strong man.
Lingbao Taoist Master also has a supreme treasure on his body. As long as it appears, there will be no strong person in the world who will not be moved.
He believed that as long as he could take out this object and use this as a condition, then this martial arts master would definitely take action.
The young man suddenly lowered his head from his head, and his eyes that were originally filled with starlight dimmed.
"Martial Ancestor is not in Mo Chen, nor in the sky, but has gone to a legendary road, and together with the group of strong men who went there, they will never return."
"Everyone thinks that Wu Zu is dead, but I believe that Wu Zu is still alive!"
Taoist Master Lingbao glanced at the young man and said: "Where is the legendary road? And why, everyone thinks that Martial Ancestor is dead, then why do you know for sure that Martial Ancestor is still alive. Is it just that? Based on your admiration for him, do you think he is so powerful that he will not perish?"
In this world, no one can truly call it a fall. No matter how powerful it is. Otherwise, how could the thirty-six ancient gods have died one by one? Now, only his master has reappeared in the human world.
"I know, I just know, no reason is needed." The young man waved his hand and did not answer Taoist Lingbao's first question. Instead, he walked straight out of this shabby house.
"You're also awake. Remember to put away the bedding that was exposed in the sun outside. I only have this bedding, and it's been ruined by your blood. It hasn't been washed away after a long time, so I can only make do with it." After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said.
"Where are you going?" Taoist Master Lingbao stepped forward and asked. I'm not familiar with the place here, and I've lost all my cultivation. I have to figure out what places are around here, where I can go and where I can't go.
"Where am I going? Of course I have to work. Otherwise, who will support me?" The young man did not look back and walked towards the path ahead step by step.
"I will support you." Taoist Master Lingbao spoke without any hesitation.
If it were him before, he would never have imagined that he would say such words in his dreams.
However, in the years of getting along with my senior brother, although I didn’t speak much, my words were heart-warming, and over time, they became subtle.
Take the famous saying of senior brother, if you are warmed by others, you will also warm others.
The young man stopped, shook his head, smiled, and turned around and said, "Come on, old man, you better wait here for me. When I get my wages, I will bring you delicious food."
The young man quickened his pace and soon disappeared from the sight of Taoist Master Lingbao.
"If I recover my cultivation, what about raising you?" Taoist Master Lingbao sighed. Although he said so, he didn't know when he would be able to recover his cultivation.
When he came outside the house, he saw the quilt hanging on three bamboo frames. The bedding, like the clothes on the young man's body, was in tatters. Except for a few spots of light red, the rest was very clean.
Taoist Master Lingbao then remembered that although the young man's clothes were tattered, they were equally clean, just like his handsome face.
He walked to the bamboo shelf, picked up the quilt, walked back to the room, and put the quilt back on the wooden bed at the head of the bed that was not stained by blood.
"Martial Ancestor Martial Ancestor...then what is the legendary road? And since this Martial Ancestor is no longer in the sky. Then, who does the power of light and sunshine that I saw that day belong to? And to whom? How can I meet that strong man?"
Taoist Master Lingbao turned around, faced the door, and looked at the sky where all the white clouds were covered, but it felt like it was covered with dark clouds.
It seems like this dark cloud will never clear. He will never be able to disperse this black cloud with one palm.
It seemed to be getting dark.
Taoist Master Lingbao walked outside the house again, following the path where the young man disappeared.
He was so badly injured that he was hobbled.
On both sides of the path, there were scattered fallen leaves, fluttering in the sky as the wind gathered.
The scenery was nice, but it was incompatible with the dilapidated wooden house. It’s just that Taoist Wuya has no intention of watching.
There are footprints on the trail. Taoist Master Lingbao followed these footprints and walked more than fifty miles. It wasn't until the sun went down that I climbed over a hill and saw hundreds of people lined up.
These hundreds of people had dark faces and were carrying bamboo baskets on their backs. Black stones are piled on these bamboo baskets.
Taoist Master Lingbao spotted the young man among the hundreds of people with just one glance.
Except for the young man, everyone here is an adult male. Compared with these people, this young man is still a lot shorter, so he can be seen at a glance.
Taoist Master Lingbao saw the young man take off the bamboo basket on his back and hand it to a middle-aged man. Then the middle-aged man gave the young man two very turbid crystal stones.
"Lingshi?" Taoist Master Lingbao frowned when he saw this scene.
He knew that this young man was a practitioner. But the two spiritual stones in his hands were of really inferior quality, probably not even as good as low-grade spiritual stones.
This kind of spiritual stone contains too many impurities. Where is it suitable for monks to practice?
If a monk absorbs this kind of energy and uses it as his own spiritual power, he may become obsessed with it.
As soon as the young man turned around, he saw the old man on the top of the mountain, and his expression suddenly changed.
"You don't want your life?"
