Ye Feng knew very little about the ancient secret realm, and the jade slips Dong Jichen gave him did not contain too many specific descriptions of the secret realm.
The humanoid shadows that appeared on the cliff slowly dissipated and turned into words again, floating on the smooth cliff.
Ye Feng raised his eyes and saw that what these words described seemed to be a skill.
It's just that the form of these characters is relatively old, making it a little difficult for Ye Feng to recognize them.
When his eyes fell on the cliff and he began to figure out the mysteries recorded in the words, a mysterious and unpredictable message was suddenly transmitted into his thoughts through the words on the cliff.
The general meaning of this piece of information is that any warrior who enters the ancient secret realm can understand any kind of martial arts, martial arts and magical powers he sees, but if he wants to truly master these techniques, he needs to stay.
Get the seal of approval from those who are powerful in these martial arts.
As a result, Ye Feng suddenly understood that the man in green shirt must have not been recognized by the strong man's mark.
In Ye Feng's view, the master who pioneered martial arts in ancient times, and the various martial arts recorded in the secret realm he left behind must not be ordinary things.
The man in green shirt who was knocked out and injured just now also noticed Ye Feng's movements. When he saw Ye Feng walking to the cliff to observe the skills recorded on it, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
This man in green shirt is named He Nan. He is a disciple of a large sect in Middle-earth. He entered Luangu Pagoda ten years ago and chose to stay.
The reason why he stayed was because when the Chaos Ancient Secret Realm was opened ten years ago, he came in once and discovered a martial arts in front of this cliff, which was more advanced than the techniques he had learned from the sect.
But it cannot be recognized and has never been passed down.
For ten years, he has been practicing hard in the space of Luangu Pagoda. He thought that this time he would definitely be able to inherit this martial arts, but he did not expect that the final result would not be recognized.
In He Nan's heart, he seemed to regard the martial arts branded on the stone wall as his own. Now that he saw someone actually wanting to pursue this martial arts, he couldn't help but reveal murderous intent.
"He's just a young boy in the late stage of King Wu. If he dares to rob me, he's desperate!" He Nan's eyes became colder and colder.
Just now, he understood the martial arts recorded on the cliff and activated the martial arts marks left by the ancient strong men. Although he was knocked away, the injury was not serious.
Just when he was about to kill this young man who was in the late stage of King Wu, his heart suddenly moved, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Perhaps this kid is really lucky enough to inherit this martial arts. When the time comes, I can force him to hand over this martial arts..." Such an idea emerged in He Nan's mind.
Compared to the newly arrived warrior this time, this is the second time he has entered the Luan Gu Secret Realm, and he has lived in the Luan Gu Pagoda for ten years. His understanding of this place is far beyond what a newcomer can compare to.
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He knew that these martial arts in the ancient secret realm did not require advanced cultivation or strong strength to be inherited. To be recognized by the inheritance, high qualifications and understanding were required.
Those texts contain the imprint of the martial arts that the powerful ancient masters put into them. Naturally, they will not let their martial arts be obtained by others casually. Instead, they will choose those geniuses with good qualifications and understanding to continue their inheritance.
With such an idea in his mind, He Nan calmed down and planned to let this boy in the late stage of King Wu live a little longer.
Regardless of whether the opponent can obtain the inheritance of martial arts on the cliff, in He Nan's view, the opponent is already a dying person.
There were not many words on the cliff, so Ye Feng quickly read through them. It was a magical cultivation method.
However, magical powers also have different levels. The Black Dragon Sword Seal on the cliff is just the most common yellow-level magical power.
Ever since he practiced the Art of Seizing Heaven and Awakening the Dragon Fighting Talent, Ye Feng's qualifications and understanding in martial arts training have been constantly improving every moment. Otherwise, he would not have been able to practice so fast, and also mastered it from the Immortal Alchemy Chart.
He has mastered the Nine Yang Seal and mastered the use of the power of breaking magic.
He memorized the practice method of Black Dragon Sword Seal in his heart, and then began to understand its mystery.
At this moment, the words on the stone wall trembled slightly, blooming with green light, as if they came to life, floating one by one, and condensed into a human-shaped shadow.
"This should be the mark left by the strong man who left this skill, right?" Ye Feng thought to himself.
As long as someone understands the Black Dragon Sword Seal on the stone wall, the martial arts mark in it will be stimulated. Only recognized warriors can have the qualifications to practice this magical power.
After the humanoid shadow appeared, he took action without any explanation, and the azure sword condensed out. The moment the sword was struck, a ferocious azure dragon rushed over with a roar, holding the sword in its mouth, majestic.
Although it is a martial arts imprint left by an ancient warrior, its aura is the same as that of Ye Feng, who is in the late stage of the Martial King. If he is a master in the Martial King realm, the humanoid shadow transformed by the imprint will also display the Martial King level cultivation.
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In a battle with the same realm, only those warriors who can defeat this humanoid shadow are qualified to inherit the martial arts.
Ye Feng's expression did not move or change at all. When the green dragon with the sword in its mouth rushed forward, he suddenly raised his hand and punched out.
"boom!"
The speed of the fist exceeded the speed of sound, and the air was shaken with ripples visible to the naked eye. Under the bombardment of his punch, the roaring green dragon stopped. First, the long sword held in the dragon's mouth,
Then Qinglong's body suddenly disintegrated inch by inch, shattered, and turned into words again, floating in the air.
At this moment, the words suspended in the air condensed again and turned into a cyan finger, pointing towards Ye Feng's eyebrows.
Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's first reaction was to avoid it, but he found that his body was restrained by a powerful force, and the air around him seemed to solidify, like steel.
Even the true energy in his body could not circulate, as if it had been sealed.
"The ancient strong men should not be underestimated." Ye Feng was shocked. From the cyan finger pointing towards his eyebrows, he felt a vast and unpredictable wave, which seemed to contain all the mysteries of martial arts.
"Buzz!"
The moment the green fingers came into contact with his eyebrows, they suddenly turned into a piece of brilliance and merged into his body, and various methods related to the cultivation of the Black Dragon Sword Seal appeared in his mind.
"I see."
Ye Feng's eyes revealed a look of understanding. The Black Dragon Sword Seal recorded on the stone wall was only the most superficial part, but the real Black Dragon Sword Seal was even more powerful.
The vision disappeared, and Ye Feng felt that the power that bound his body had also disappeared. Looking up, the stone wall in front of him was smooth, as if those words had never appeared.
"He received the inheritance of the Black Dragon Sword Seal!"
He Nan, who had seen everything not far away from beginning to end, couldn't help laughing and said: "The sky has eyes! I, He Nan, have been waiting for ten years, although I cannot obtain the inheritance of the ancient powerful by myself.
, but it will eventually fall into my hands!"
"Has this guy lost his mind and gone crazy?"
Ye Feng turned around and looked around, only to see He Nan's body full of energy, striding towards him, and said with a cold face: "Boy, hand over the inheritance you have received!"
"What if I don't hand over?" Ye Feng said lightly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"If you don't hand it over, you will die!" He Nan snorted coldly and said with a ferocious smile: "The inheritance of the Black Dragon Sword Seal should have been mine ten years ago!"
While speaking, He Nan took action boldly, his true energy spurted out, turned into a big hand, and used it as a hood towards Ye Feng.
"roll!"
Ye Feng's eyes suddenly shot out two blazing white lights, as sharp as swords, which directly cut the opponent's infuriating hands into pieces.
"Huh? I'm just a late-stage Martial King, so my strength is not weak, but I am a Martial King. What kind of tricks can you do?"
He Nan sneered, and his true energy took shape again, turning into sword energy that filled the sky and enveloped Ye Feng.
"Little tricks."
There was a disdainful smile on Ye Feng's lips, completely ignoring the overwhelming sword energy that hit his body and made a clanging sound.
"What a strong body..."
Seeing this, He Nan's expression changed drastically. He knew that he had been kicked onto an iron plate, so he immediately used the power of wind to strengthen his body, turned around and ran away.
"roar!"
A dragon roar came from behind, which scared He Nan to the point of death. Ye Feng used the Black Dragon Sword Seal. He did not turn into a green dragon, but a chaotic war dragon. With his feet on the ground, wind, water and fire, he caught up with the opponent in an instant.
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"This Black Dragon Sword Seal is quite good. If I use my Chaos War Dragon talent to cast it, it will be even more powerful."
The Chaos War Dragon disappeared, revealing Ye Feng's figure, while He Nan was reduced to ashes by the blow of the Black Dragon Sword Seal, with no bones left.
Although he does not have the talent for swordsmanship, in Ye Feng's opinion, even if a warrior with proficiency in swordsmanship uses the Black Dragon Sword Seal, the power may not be as powerful as what he has displayed.
"Who is it? Come out!"
Ye Feng frowned and sensed the scent of other warriors in the bushes not far away.
"bass!"
A bright sword energy flew out from the bushes, swelled in the wind, turned into a giant sword several feet long, and slashed towards his position.
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the Purple Thunder Sword appeared in his hand. In an instant, the sword energy surged and thunder arced across the sky.
"Qiang!"
The Purple Thunder Sword in his hand was vibrating endlessly. Ye Feng felt a powerful force coming from the giant sword. His palms were numb from the vibration, and his body slid back involuntarily, and his feet plowed two paths on the ground.
Gully, rolling earth and rocks.
"Being able to kill that loser He Nan with one blow means he is quite powerful."
A voice slowly came from the bushes, but the other party did not show up. A big flaming hand appeared out of thin air and slapped Ye Feng fiercely.
Ye Feng's expression became solemn. From the fact that the opponent was able to repel him, it could be seen that the person hiding in the dark was a real master whose strength far exceeded that of Tuoba Amano, Qing Yizi and others.