"But my father said that this is the same as the painting in Zhenwu Hall. Even the painting in Zhenwu Hall was copied from this painting. This is definitely not wrong. Is there something else hidden? I don't know
secret?"
Yang Ji looked at the fist in the center of the painting. This fist was very large, occupying almost two-fifths of the space in the painting.
When Yang Ji saw it for the first time, he thought it was rough and unassuming, but now when he looked at it again, he found that hidden in the roughness was a simplicity and sophistication that seemed to be accomplished in one fell swoop without any unnecessary strokes.
"What kind of secret does this painting hold?"
Yang Ji murmured to himself and fell into deep thought. Only by understanding the secrets in the painting can he understand the secrets of martial arts, and finally enter the room and step into the real "martial arts realm".
The light outside the window kept changing, from weak to strong, then from strong to weak, and finally dimmed completely. When his eyes became blurry, Yang Ji was startled, and then he realized that he had been sitting there for a whole day.
Lighting the oil lamp, Yang Ji sat back in front of the painting and continued to meditate.
For several days, day and night, night and day, Yang Ji remained locked in his room, comprehending the secrets in the painting.
Three days later, Yang Ji looked haggard but had gained nothing in his heart.
"Is it true that my talent is not enough to understand the secrets in the paintings and reach the martial arts realm?"
Yang Ji raised his head, suddenly feeling hopeless.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who entered the "True Martial Hall" but could not get out or comprehend the secrets of the scrolls. Countless hard-working geniuses have stagnated here ever since.
If he cannot understand the secret of martial arts, he will not be able to deal with the eldest lady, and he will not be able to go out independently to find out the truth about his father's death that year!
For the first time since practicing martial arts, Yang Ji felt a sense of panic.
"No. No... whoever reads the scriptures, I will never be worse than others in terms of understanding. There must be some secrets in it that I have not uncovered."
Yang Ji's confusion only lasted for a short period of time, and soon his eyes became firm again.
Chapter completed!