"Five styles of Doutian, ancient characters" Wu Xiangyuan looked at the four ancient and desolate big characters in front of the first picture on the right, each character was almost as big as a few rooms, so he couldn't help but be shocked.
He didn't expect that he could see ancient characters here. These characters were somewhat similar to seal script, but they were more ancient than seal script, just like the most primitive hieroglyphics, but they were more concise than hieroglyphics. Wu Xiangyuan once had a mother with his mother
And Mr. Wang had learned this ancient text, so he recognized it at first sight.
Seeing these four big characters, it is obvious that these five huge murals should be martial arts secrets left by ancient masters, but these martial arts secrets are too big, each of which is eighty or ninety feet tall.
About one hundred and seventy feet wide, Wu Xiangyuan felt extremely small in front of them. Fortunately, he stood in a good position, otherwise he would not have finished reading these paintings.
When he saw the first painting in "Fighting Demon Style", Wu Xiangyuan first saw the three big characters at the beginning of the scroll, and then he carefully looked at the content of the first flower.
I saw a rough man in animal skin clothes holding an ancient giant sword in his hand and was surrounded by countless huge beasts. These beasts actually included the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, Nine-tailed Fox and even Foxes.
These holy beasts, as well as equally powerful spirit beasts, as well as some ferocious beasts with ferocious faces, such as Taotie, Qiongqi, etc., and some Wu Xiangyuan didn't recognize them at all.
In addition, there are thousands of beasts that cannot be counted. Compared with the smallest beasts, the rough man seemed extremely small, but he was not afraid at all. Wu Xiangyuan met him.
My heart couldn't help but feel excited.
"This is the fighting style? Can the holy beasts, spirit beasts and ferocious beasts on the picture be classified as demons?" Wu Xiangyuan said in confusion, but he could only do this if he couldn't get the answer.
Think about it.
"But, this is just a painting. I can't tell anything at all. This is not a martial arts secret." Wu Xiangyuan was really confused, but he didn't get too stubborn and focused his attention on the second place.
Painting.
"Demon-fighting Style" Wu Xiangyuan looked at the second painting and whispered,
The second painting was in a bloody sky, and the rough man in animal skin was still facing countless monsters with green faces and fangs with bare hands. These monsters were extremely ugly, with strange figures, big and small, and
There were those with wings, those with two heads, and those with long tails, and they were holding weapons to attack the rough man,
In front of these monsters, the rough man also seemed extremely small. Even compared to the smallest monster, he was several times smaller.
"Are these ugly monsters demons?" Wu Xiangyuan's eyes were greatly impacted. What he saw today was something he could never imagine, but he was not afraid, but after seeing this picture
I can't wait to see the third painting.
Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but chant "Ghost Fighting Style" softly.
I saw that the rough man was surrounded by countless ghosts in a dark place with ghosts. These ghosts include ghosts, zombies, skeletons, etc., which looked very scary.
Even Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body after seeing it. These things really subverted his cognition, so he was a little scared.
However, the rough man was not afraid at all. His eyes were full of splendor, as if he could wipe out all the ghosts in front of him at just one glance. This made Wu Xiangyuan's blood boil and the little fear in his heart was also dispersed.
"Is there really a ghost in this world?" After a long time, Wu Xiangyuan muttered to himself, but he quickly turned his attention to the next painting.
Wu Xiangyuan started to recite the "Monster Fighting Style" again.
I saw that the rough man in the painting was surrounded by a group of strange creatures. Some of these creatures drove swords, some even turned into stones, gold mountains and giant trees attacked the man fiercely, while the rough man was not afraid at all.
Waving the giant sword to fight up, just looking at the picture, Wu Xiangyuan was full of fighting spirit.
"Monster? What is this? The first four styles of the five Doutian styles are used to deal with demons and ghosts. Are there really monsters and ghosts in this world?" Wu Xiangyuan was very confused and could not get the answer. Wu Xiangyuan could only look at the last picture.
picture.
Wu Xiangyuan read "Doutian Style" gently.
I saw the rough man in the picture slammed into the dark clouds and thundering sky. Looking at his posture, he seemed to want to penetrate the sky. His power shocked the world and was extremely majestic.
Seeing this, Wu Xiangyuan felt surging in his heart. This had seriously subverted his point of view. He did not expect that someone would be so crazy that he fought with the sky. This rough man was a madman. Wu Xiangyuan thought so.
"ah"
Just as Wu Xiangyuan was still reminiscing about this painting, a strong suction force suddenly came from these five paintings. This suction force was not aimed at his body, but sucking his soul, causing
His mind was in a state of great pain, and it seemed to burst.
"How could this happen?" Wu Xiangyuan only felt a severe pain in his head, and he also found that his soul seemed to be being sucked out little by little, and no matter how he resisted, it was futile, and the Danfeng Ding could not do anything at this moment.
It can't protect his soul like before,
At this moment, Wu Xiangyuan finally felt desperate. He felt that he was about to die, but when he thought of his relatives and friends, he did not give up fighting. However, in the end his soul was still sucked out.
The severe pain seemed to be just a moment, and it seemed to be a long time. However, when the severe pain disappeared, Wu Xiangyuan found that he had come to a gray space, a long, desolate, and ancient feeling arises naturally.
Suddenly, a distant and majestic voice sounded in his ears: "I am fighting the sky, creating the five martial arts styles, and promoting the power of our human race. Only the human race can practice it. Other races can practice it, and death! Only those who understand the power of the five elements of heaven and earth
Those who can practice it, but those who fail to understand it will abolish it!”.
After hearing this voice, Wu Xiangyuan secretly felt fortunate that he had just realized the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, and his artistic conception had at least reached the small-scale realm. There should be no problem in practicing these five styles of Doutian.
When the powerful voice had just fallen, Wu Xiangyuan felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and a murderous aura filled the entire world. Suddenly, Wu Xiangyuan actually saw the rough man wearing animal skin facing the countless
Monster beast,
"Isn't this the scene in the first of the Five Five Fightings of the Sky?" Wu Xiangyuan was shocked.
Because he was sure that this scene was the painting of the monster fighting style he had just seen. The difference was that the rough man he saw and the monster beasts he saw were alive.
"Did your soul be sucked into the picture of the Five Styles of Doutian?" Wu Xiangyuan inferred from the scene in front of him to "It must be true." Finally, he finally affirmed his thoughts. Since he still has feelings, it means that
He was not dead yet, so he almost shed tears. This feeling of resurrection from the dead really touched him.