Ye Fan did not expect that the God of War in the ancient battlefield who could defeat thousands of people and assassinate the king was actually Xing Tian.
Because Xing Tian rebelled against the Yellow Emperor, later generations listed him as one of the "Top Ten Demon Gods of Ancient Times", together with Chi You.
Huangdi Xuanyuan was ordered by heaven and had the aura of a king. When ordinary people saw him, they would only feel surrender and would not dare to be enemies with him.
However, Xingtian was not only unafraid, but after his head was chopped off, the remaining headless body picked up the limbs and continued to fight.
The overwhelming fighting spirit and unyielding will are truly shocking.
Throughout the entire history of China, there is only one such figure.
Worthy of the name "God of War"!
Even though Xing Tian's body has long since decayed, his unyielding will has been passed down and is hidden in this mural, forming the "Art of the God of War".
Until this moment, "The Art of the God of War" finally revealed its authenticity. The rows of small characters on the wall, the iron paintings and silver hooks, the knives and axes and chisels, were vigorous and powerful.
The momentum contained in the lines invisibly washes away the viewer's consciousness. If you are a timid person, you will be scared to the point of weakness after just a few glances.
"call……"
Ye Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, calmed down from his turbulent heart, and began to scan the scriptures sincerely.
"Fighting requires courage. One burst of strength will weaken again, and three times it will be exhausted. I will be exhausted when others are exhausted, so I can overcome it."
"War in the sky! Battle in the battlefield! Battle against ghosts and gods!"
"When a warrior is angry, blood spatters five steps away. He is so close that he has wiped out the enemy's territory. If they disagree with each other, he draws his sword at each other. He cuts off the neck and collar, cuts the liver and lungs with his sword, moves across the world, and looks in all directions..."
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A true warrior will never back down for the sake of justice in his heart.
Even if the enemy is the king of a country, he still dares to draw his sword, with the determination to make the opponent's blood splatter on the golden sword.
Ye Fan's fearless sword spirit coincides with his unyielding will. They have the same goal but the same purpose.
After carefully studying the "Art of the God of War", Ye Fan discovered that this technique is very special. It does not cultivate the physical body or spiritual consciousness, but uses the method of "visualization" to condense the unyielding will in the heart into an incarnation of the God of War, assisting
Combat.
The so-called visualization refers to concentrating on a certain object and forming a mysterious connection with it.
Among Buddhists, there were once enlightened and eminent monks who visualized Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats. Over the years, the power of the Buddha became apparent, just like the birth of a holy monk.
Those Taoist masters can also visualize various gods and even magic weapons, thereby obtaining blessings, vast magical powers, boundless magic power, and endless creation.
At this moment, Ye Fan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and entered a state of forgetfulness. He imagined the appearance of the God of War in Xingtian, and tried to connect with it based on the scriptures of "The Art of the God of War".
However, this process is very long.
A drop of water can pierce a stone, and a pestle can be ground into a needle. It is by no means a day's work.
However, Ye Fan is very patient and has a perseverance spirit.
If it doesn’t work once, then try a second time; if it doesn’t work ten times, then try the hundredth time; if it doesn’t work a thousand times, then try the ten thousandth time…
Over and over again, the cycle continues until we get a response from the God of War Xingtian.
Time passed minute by minute.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a century.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have given up long ago, but Ye Fan still persevered, as if tirelessly, imagining the image of the God of War Xingtian.
"boom!"
Suddenly, an indescribable feeling emerged, as if a membrane had been pierced.
Immediately afterwards, vast energy like a vast ocean surged into Ye Fan's consciousness, almost drowning him.
Ye Fan felt the fearless and unyielding domineering will to defy the will of nature, and his whole body was full of thoughts. It seemed that something hidden in his blood was awakening at this moment.
With Ye Fan's body as the center, an astonishing power erupted, permeating the entire Linglong Golden Pagoda, as if it had turned into a Shura battlefield.
After that, something incredible happened——
Behind Ye Fan, a burly figure appeared out of thin air, one foot tall, towering like a mountain, wearing armor, holding a shield in his left hand and an ax in his right hand.
It is exactly the image of the God of War Xingtian!
Even if he stood motionless, this figure still showed a strong, powerful and domineering power.
In addition to Xing Tian's unyielding will, Ye Fan's own fearless will was also integrated into it, as if he could split everything in front of him with a casual axe.
This is how Ye Fan condensed the clone of the God of War through "The Art of the God of War".
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"Stab it!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out, like the essence, splitting Yin and Yang, tearing apart space, containing the supreme will to fight against heaven and earth, and fight against ghosts and gods.
Looking at the God of War clone behind him, Ye Fan's face was filled with joy that was difficult to conceal.
It is like an extension of his own body. To be more precise, it is an external incarnation. Although it does not possess the magical powers that Ye Fan masters, it has a body comparable to the God of War Xingtian, and the power contained in it is astonishingly great.
Ye Fan had a vague hunch that even a strong man in the early stage of the throne might not be able to take its axe.
In addition, after mastering "The Secret of the God of War", not only did he get a clone of the God of War, but Ye Fan's own spiritual consciousness also experienced a baptism, and the soul and body were united, invisibly reaching a higher level.
The energy and spirit of the whole body are integrated into one, without any flaws.
"Huh?"
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly noticed that the words on the wall were slowly dissipating, and finally disappeared into nothing, as if they had never existed.
After pondering for a moment, he figured out the reason.
One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers!
And there is no need for two gods of war in this world. Now that Ye Fan has mastered the "God of War Technique", there is no need for this scripture to continue to exist.
"Crack!"
Ye Fan stretched his body, his muscles and bones were thundering, and the sound of blood flowing was like the Yangtze River, majestic.
Although his appearance has not changed, his eyebrows have become less immature and youthful, and have gained a more determined temperament. His facial features are sharp and angular, and he is full of masculinity.
Looking from a distance, he looks like a heroic young general who has surpassed those young people in the entertainment industry for more than ten blocks.
"call……"
He took out a breath and walked down the stairs.
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Outside the Linglong Golden Pagoda.
Zhang Lingxiao paced back and forth, looking anxious.
It has been seven days since Ye Fan entered the Linglong Golden Pagoda.
In the past seven days, Zhang Lingxiao had gone through the weakest period after the backlash and regained some of his demeanor as the head of the first ancient martial arts family.
However, there was no movement in the Linglong Golden Pagoda, and the big stone hanging in his heart never fell to the ground.
However, frightened by Ye Fan's powerful strength, he did not dare to directly enter the Linglong Golden Pagoda to find out what was going on, so he could only guard the door.
Suddenly, a beam of light descended from the gate of the Linglong Golden Pagoda, reaching the top of the mountain like a ladder to heaven.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan walked out and walked down the ladder step by step.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
Although the footsteps were silent, they were like muffled thunder exploding in Zhang Lingxiao's chest.
Zhang Lingxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth opened wide enough to swallow an egg, an incredible expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"You...why did you come out?!"
"Haha!" Ye Fan smiled slightly and said: "Zhang Lingxiao, do you know the mystery in that mural and deliberately led me there, hoping that I would die? Let me tell you, not only did I not die, I also realized the secret hidden in it.
"The Art of the God of War"!"
"No! Impossible!"
Zhang Lingxiao completely lost his mind. He didn't care about offending Ye Fan and yelled heartbreakingly:
"For thousands of years, countless senior members of my Zhang family, many of whom are amazingly talented and beautiful, have tried to understand the mysteries in the murals, but in the end they have become obsessed with it! How could you be so virtuous and capable that you could see through the secrets?
, you must be deceiving me!!!”
"snort!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Since you don't believe it, then I will let you see the true secret of "The Art of the God of War"! Come out, clone of the God of War!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a one-foot-tall avatar of the God of War appeared in front of Ye Fan. The murderous aura was boiling, filling the world, and the clear howling of the resentful soul could even be heard.
No one knows how much blood was stained on its hands before it could gather such evil energy, which was countless times more tyrannical than the slaughter of thousands of people on the battlefield.
All enemies pointed by the battle ax will surrender under its feet and turn into withered bones.