After all, Zhao Rui was present when Master Shi Lin died. At that time, there were only three people who heard Master Shi Lin recite the "Celestial Silkworm Jue" scripture.
One is Wang Junyuan, the other is Murong Chunyu, and the third is Zhao Rui.
Although Zhao Rui originally didn't know much about martial arts secrets and was a layman at all, he did hear them clearly at the time.
In Zhao Rui's impression, the third sentence of "The Art of Heavenly Silkworm" will definitely not be like what Murong Chunyu wrote.
You must know that Master Kong Jing and others are all heroes with peerless martial arts. If they want to play tricks in front of them, they can see clearly with just a look.
Zhao Rui stood behind Murong Chunyu, staring blankly at the white paper in front of Murong Chunyu.
Seeing more and more writing on the white paper in front of Murong Chunyu, her heart became higher and higher.
I don’t know what kind of plan Murong Chunyu is making.
Murong Chunyu writes quickly and her handwriting is beautiful. She looks just like her, as pretty and gorgeous as the bright moon.
Soon, Murong Chunyu wrote a thousand words eloquently.
Everyone present looked at it in amazement, and even many people standing behind stood on tiptoes.
Faced with such a martial arts secret book handed down from ancient times, everyone is surprised from the bottom of their hearts.
And everyone knows very clearly in their hearts that if they can obtain the "Celestial Silkworm Art", their martial arts skills will definitely be different overnight.
If a strong person can possess the "Celestial Silkworm Art", even if it is not said to be completely reborn, it must at least be more powerful than a tiger.
If a weak person can possess the "Celestial Silkworm Art", it will be a real transformation.
People from these eight sects have high or low martial arts skills. Who is strong or weak depends entirely on their own martial arts.
Murong Chunyu kept his head down while sketching. After a moment, he suddenly stopped the pen in his hand and quickly raised his head.
"What...how! Keep writing!"
Master Kongjing and several eminent monks from Shaolin Temple said loudly.
Murong Chunyu put down the brush in his hand, turned around slowly, and said softly: "I forgot about the next thing, let me think about it."
Master Kongjing and Fu Fang looked at each other. Master Kongjing nodded and said, "Yes, the boss can give you time to think!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Master Kongjing turned around and said sternly to the people of the eight major sects: "The Secret of Heavenly Silkworms should be at most more than ten thousand words, not more. I think Master Murong can write so fast, even if
It took me a whole night, so I should finish it."
"We people are not in a hurry to go down the mountain. We will just wait in the cave of their Tianquan sect until Master Murong finishes writing the "Celestial Silkworm Jue" scripture!"
The Seven Sages of Chongzhen immediately responded: "I sincerely obey the edict of Master Kongjing!"
After finishing speaking, people from the eight sects stood still one after another, and countless eyes were cast on Murong Chunyu.
Murong Chunyu frowned, feeling deeply embarrassed for a moment.
I thought: What should I do? These guys are watching behind me! If I am not careful, they will definitely see the flaw.
If I really wrote this according to the original text of the scripture, it would seem that I would be really sorry for Master Shi Lin!
Alas, what should I do?
Murong Chunyu thought so, and slowly turned his head to look at Zhao Rui, who was standing aside.
Zhao Rui probably knew very well at this time that Murong Chunyu's heart was filled with anger.
Zhao Rui smiled softly and said, "You have such a good memory. You were present before Master Shi Lin died that day. Is it possible that you could still write it wrong?"