() Chu Lang read the booklet on the bookshelf for more than an hour and felt dizzy. He sat on the ground to rest. After two weeks of debugging with his eyes closed, his energy and energy finally recovered.
He looked up at the two rows of bookshelves full of ancient books. If he could fully learn the martial arts in these two rows, he didn't know how powerful he would be.
For more than ten years, Chu Lang has never seen a truly powerful master display martial arts. On the contrary, Old Man Lin's description made Chu Lang full of curiosity. If he could really reach the Recasting Realm and be able to conquer the void, wouldn't he be able to go anywhere in the world?
Of course, it is impossible to fly at infinite heights. Otherwise, Yuntian Continent would not have become a huge island for thousands of years. After all, the amount of true energy and energy stored in the body is limited. Chu Lang read a lot of essays and ancient books, and the mainland
Zhiyi, knowing that this world is composed of several vast continents, some are separated by the deep blue sea, some are broken by the void sky chasm, some are blocked by the Nine Nether Black Realm, some are cut by the blazing light, Yuntian Continent and several other
The continents are all separated from each other.
Even so, the Yuntian Continent is not small. It is more than twice as large as the flat earth in the previous life. Whenever Chu Lang thinks of this, he secretly marvels at how wonderful the world is and how such an interface exists.
Chu Lang's consciousness was wandering in the sky, he lowered his head and sighed secretly. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally glanced at a book corner in the dark corner of the bottom baffle of the second row of bookshelf. Chu Lang frowned and clasped it with his hands in confusion.
It took me a while to get this booklet out. The book was very worn, and there were varying degrees of moth rot at the four corners of the book.
Chu Lang opened it and browsed it quickly. His puzzled expression was now filled with a smile of surprise. "Snow Shadow Crossing the Sky", this is simply the best skill. Let's not talk about the full version for now. Just seeing the description of the level of the skill inside,
Chu Lang couldn't help but screamed up to the sky with excitement.
This is a Qinggong mental method, which is divided into five levels of realms, namely, flying geese skimming the silver snow, stepping on the snow without leaving a trace, flying across the void, shrinking the ground to an inch, and breaking the void.
According to the description in the booklet, if you practice to the end, you can actually travel through the void like a ray of light and shadow for a long time. Although the name Shattering the Void seems a bit exaggerated, when you reach the extreme speed, it is like a bullet piercing the void, and it is like traveling through the void.
Generally speaking, this set of exercises has not been included in the level of Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth. It can be seen that this set of exercises existed before the great ancestor Chu Yuan's period.
Chu Lang guessed that it was dropped many years ago when various martial arts were classified and placed into different levels. Otherwise, such a powerful martial skill would not have appeared in the first and second rows on the second floor, and it was also a complete version, although he had only heard of it.
The Tianming Sword Sect's earth-level skill "Sword Code" is extremely powerful, but from the description of this skill, I am afraid that Xue Ying Du Kong is not inferior to the "Sword Code", at least it will be included in the core martial arts of the sect.
How many people can cultivate?
Snow Shadow Crossing the Sky is a light kung fu skill. In this booklet, Chu Lang can only sigh that it is luck that goes against the heavens. There is a sense of destiny in the dark. Maybe it should not be submerged in the rolling world.
Chu Lang hid the Snow Shadow Crossing the Sky pamphlet in his undershirt, and holding the remaining four pamphlets in his hand, he came to a man in his twenties and said, "Brother, please register for me. I want to borrow it for a few days to practice."
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"Hey, junior brother, why are you borrowing incomplete copies of martial arts? There are quite a few complete copies on the first and second rows of bookshelves on the second floor." The man saw that Chu Lang was borrowing incomplete martial arts, and he was stunned.
He said with a puzzled face.
"Well, I don't like those. These sets of martial arts are not bad. Try them first. If they don't work, change them after a few days."
"That's up to you." The man in charge of registration registered the serial number labels on the four books.
Chu Lang didn't take out the snow shadow dukong over there for registration because there was no label on the booklet. He thought it shouldn't be recorded. He had found a treasure today. Chu Lang couldn't bear it.
Feeling excited in his heart, he picked up the four registered martial arts booklets and left the Sutra Pavilion as if nothing had happened.
Chu Lang knew that Chen Lin was practicing swordplay in the Sword Dance Square, so he walked directly through the Sword Dance Square in front of the Lingyun Hall and walked towards the outside of the Sword Dance Square.
Chu Lang didn't see Chen Ning and Chen Luyun on the third floor of Lingyun Hall, who were still discussing him just now. After Zhang Han died, the quota for the outer disciples' post naturally fell on him.
Although Zhang Huang searched for Zhang Han and the others for a long time, he still found no trace of them. In the Tianming Sword Sect, many disciples disappeared for no reason in the past year. Some of them were secretly killed by their enemies, and some left without saying goodbye.
In the Yuntian Continent, there are many people who go around to learn from their teachers. The three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are spread all over the Yuntian Continent. Maybe there is a temple in a deep mountain and old forest, where there are people with profound Buddhist teachings. There are countless worldly masters who have retired to the mountains and forests. Many people
I couldn't make it in the sect through cultivation, so I traveled around the mountains alone to look for opportunities. After all, it was impossible for most people to become closed disciples. Among inner and outer sect disciples, it was common for disciples to leave without saying goodbye.
Zhang Huang didn't have a good impression of Zhang Han and others, so he didn't go into details about it. Furthermore, he learned from Lin Rongfu that Chu Lang had broken through to the seventh level of spiritual realm, so he was even more determined to let Chu Lang go down the mountain to deliver invitations on behalf of the outer disciples.
Chu Lang saw from a distance that Chen Lin was waving the broken sword in his hand, which was quite satisfactory. Chen Lin was a little helpless in practicing. He didn't stop until he swung the last sword and his face turned red. In the cold snowy weather, for Lingxu
Chen Lin, who was in the fourth level, still felt a little cold. He wore a thick cotton-padded coat, which made his body look a little bloated.
"Brother Chu, how are you? Have you found a suitable martial arts skill?" Chen Lin also saw Chu Lang coming over and patted the snowflakes on his body.
"Choose a few books. Didn't you want to switch to sword skills before? I found a book on sword skills and martial arts. See if you are interested." Chu Lang took out the remaining copy of the Moonfire Crazy Sword from his arms.
The booklet was handed to Chen Lindao.
"Yellow level top grade, not bad, not bad. Hey, why is it a defective product? It only has the first few levels of exercises, but no more..." Chen Lin flipped through a few pages excitedly, from being excited at the beginning to feeling disappointed at the end.
Chu Lang extended his fist and punched Chen Lin in the chest, and scolded with a smile: "Don't underestimate this martial arts. If you can master the previous several levels of skills, you can easily face opponents below the spiritual realm.
Just be satisfied, this is a high-grade yellow-level sword skill, much better than the middle-grade yellow-level sword skill you are practicing now."
"What you said makes sense, so I'll give it a try first, and later I'll go to the weapons pavilion, Uncle Hu, to change to a weapon I have handy." Chen Lin glanced at the dagger stuck in the snow.
"By the way, Brother Chu, the middle-aged man we were looking for before. I saw that he left just now. He seemed to have chatted with the sect master and the great elder for a while, and I don't know what he said. The man had a solemn expression when he left.
I completely lost the relaxed and indifferent mood I had earlier." Chen Lin put the Moonfire Crazy Sword martial arts pamphlet into his arms and said slowly.
"Oh, no wonder we couldn't find him in Lingyun Hall. It turned out he was here to find the sect master." Chu Lang said with a look like this.
"What do you think that guy's name is?"
"From your tone, that guy seems to be famous?"
"The background is not small..."
"How big the background is."
"The Sword God of Eastern Xinjiang, Murong Zhen." Chen Lin said solemnly.
"Murong Zhen, it turns out to be him. I heard that he has martial arts that reach the sky, his sword skills are mysterious, and his martial arts are very powerful. Ten years ago, he fought with the old man Ming at Tianqian Peak to become a god. He fought with his cultivation level that he had just entered the first level of the spiritual realm.
Elder Ming, who has been in the Shangling Realm for many years, became an unsolvable mystery in the world. After that, the two of them disappeared out of thin air. How come they came to Yunzhou now? And they went to find the sect master and the great elder in person?" Chu Lang asked in surprise.
"This is not something we can understand. Speaking of an expert like Mr. Ming, he is a peerless Taoist master. In his early years, he relied on one punch, one palm, and a strong body of true energy to win the battle against the thirty-six and three hundred large and small sects in Eastern Xinjiang.
Sixty-two opponents, this impressive record is still a legend in Eastern Xinjiang." Chen Lin has always been paying attention to the rumors in this area. He has heard many people talk about it, and he admires and admires this old man Ming even more.
"Being able to fight against Old Man Ming, even if he loses, he won't be too weak. What's more, no one knows the outcome of the battle between the two. I heard that he has been in the Shangling Realm for many years, and his cultivation is close to the Heavenly Realm.
I don’t know if it’s true?” Chu Lang speculated.
"It's just a rumor, but from what happened on the Qinyin trail in the woods before, I think it is very likely that he has reached the realm of heaven and humanity..." Chen Lin nodded.
"Sure enough, he is really awesome. Judging from his age, he seems to be in his thirties. I guess he is no more than forty."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve this achievement in my life." Chen Lin said with a depressed expression.
"There is no need to be discouraged, and don't be envious of others. We should work hard and practice hard. We may be able to surpass him in future achievements."
"You really dare to think that if I could enter the Shangxu Realm in this life, I would be very satisfied." Chen Lin lowered his head and sighed.
The martial arts cultivation system of Yuntian Continent consists of eight major realms: Spiritual Void Realm, Spiritual Sky Realm, Innate Realm, Reforging Realm, Upper Void Realm, Upper Spiritual Realm, Heavenly Realm, and Heavenly Dao Realm, and seventy-two small realms leading to the ultimate martial arts path.
The Eastern Border mentioned by the two men is a common name for a territory located in the northeasternmost part of the Qingling Empire, connected to the northern grassland tribes, the eastern primeval forest, and Luohong Iceland, and to the southernmost part of the Qingling Empire.
The name is derived from the distant echo of Southern Xinjiang. The area covered by Eastern Xinjiang has seventeen cities of different sizes, and the area where Ming Lao operates is the northernmost part of the Qingling Empire, the northern grassland tribes and the more than ten cities covered by Luohong Iceland.
Sixteen large and small sects.
Old Man Ming became famous more than 20 years earlier than Murong Zhen, the Sword God of Eastern Xinjiang. In other words, when Murong Zhen challenged Old Man Ming more than ten years ago, Old Man Ming was already close to the age of cutting off the mortal world.
"There is actually another story about the Dongjiang Sword God. When he was young, he began to wander away from the world in his teens, seeking opportunities to pursue martial arts. However, his qualifications were generally not accepted by many large and small sects, but one day when he
He was devastated and lost his fighting spirit. When he was about to jump into the river to commit suicide, a small boat passed by. A middle-aged couple rescued him and encouraged him to stick to martial arts. The couple also taught him martial arts skills. From then on, generations of people
The rise of a strange man is truly a fateful meeting."
"Brother Chu, do you think there is really a theory of cause and effect in this world?" Chen Lin sighed after telling a secret.
"Maybe." Chu Lang murmured, his thoughts fluctuating, imagining the scene back then.
Dongjiang Sword God has long been rumored to be a master of the Upper Spirit Realm. After so many years, it is not impossible to think that he has even half-stepped into the legendary Heavenly Realm.
The two young men remained silent, lamenting that the legendary figure asked them for directions at noon, and also helped them both. They never expected to have such an opportunity to get up close and personal with such a god-like figure.
Murong's real appearance shocked Chu Lang's heart, and made him more confident in his pursuit of martial arts and must become stronger.