"Each of the seven or forty-nine picture scrolls is a 'picture scroll' left by a senior in Tianlin Academy who has entered the Lingxuan Realm. It records his journey from an ordinary boy to the peak step by step.
The process is much more precious than the strong man who only evolved his own martial arts in the ancient secret room where I was before."
Gu Xining explained while looking at the precious paintings on the wall.
Jiang Xuan nodded. When he saw this picture, he felt as if he had become the owner of the picture. He had experienced his life and had a very profound understanding.
These scrolls record the life practice of every martial arts sage. There are times of great success, but also times of crisis and ups and downs.
If he can integrate his spiritual thoughts into the scroll and experience the ups and downs with his master, even if he doesn't understand anything, it will definitely make a huge improvement in his martial arts state of mind.
Jiang Xuan nodded and agreed with Gu Xining's point of view.
Sometimes, the life experience of a great master may be more precious than his own martial arts inheritance.
Although the journey of martial arts, the inheritance of martial arts, and opportunities are very important, the difficulties and obstacles along the way are also very precious for the tempering of the heart of martial arts.
Seeing Jiang Xuan's thoughtful queen, Gu Xining couldn't help but said: "These seven or forty-nine scrolls are all drawn by some powerful people through their spiritual power. Among them, there is also my ancestor Gu
Picture scroll of Feiyun." .??.
"Sister Xining, are you saying that there is a scroll of Senior Gu Feiyun in this?"
Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed.
Although Gu Feiyun had been killed by the Bingtian Holy Emperor in the central land, since he was almost killed by Gu Feiyun's spirit body on the ninth floor of Lin Palace that day, Jiang Xuan knew that Gu Feiyun was...
It is definitely extremely powerful, and it is very likely that it has not completely disappeared yet.
Both he and Gu Feiyun possess the inherited secrets of the Imperial Fist. Jiang Xuan knew that Gu Feiyun coveted his body extremely.
Therefore, Jiang Xuan always has a sense of crisis regarding Gu Feiyun.
He must practice the Imperial Fist to a higher level before he comes again.
Because Jiang Xuan knew very well how terrifying the Emperor Fist was, especially when used in the hands of a peerless strongman like Gu Feiyun, it would be absolutely earth-shattering.
After all, at that time, he attracted the Ice Sky Holy Emperor, who had not made a move for three thousand years, to take action for Gu Feiyun and kill him. It can be seen that the Ice Sky Holy Emperor, an existence comparable to the supreme level, felt threatened by Gu Feiyun.
Jiang Xuan suppressed his thoughts, looked at the forty-nine scrolls on the stone wall, and asked: "Sister Xining, how can we find the scroll of Senior Gu Feiyun?"
Gu Feiyun is the true inheritor of Emperor Fist, and Jiang Xuan can be said to be just a layman who has comprehended a fragment of Emperor Fist.
Therefore, Jiang Xuan hoped that if he could enter Gu Feiyun's scroll, he might be able to find the secret of the Imperial Fist inheritance.
By then, the artistic conception of the Imperial Fist will be broken through, and Jiang Xuan's combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.
"I'll take you."
Gu Xining was extremely direct. He pulled Jiang Xuan and jumped. The two figures jumped directly into the space of the 7749 scroll.
"The artistic conception of Emperor Fist."
Jiang Xuan's expression changed. He looked at the rapidly retreating space turbulence around him, and instantly sensed the aura of the Emperor's Fist, which was mixed in somewhere in this turbulent space.
> However, Jiang Xuan did not speak, because Gu Xining would naturally take him to Gu Feiyun's scroll space.
"Buzz!"
An hour later, the space fluctuated. Gu Xining pulled Jiang Xuan and stood on a vast land.
Here, it is a desert.
"got windy."
Suddenly, Gu Xining spoke, his beautiful eyes staring at the end of the earth in the distance.
Jiang Xuan also moved his eyes, seeming to sense something, and looked in the direction Gu Xining was looking.
Whoosh!
Under the gloomy sky, the brown earth began to tremble, and terrifying sandstorms swept in from the end of the earth. In the blink of an eye, they reached where Jiang Xuan and Gu Xining were standing.
"This sandstorm is the place where you can understand the martial arts inheritance of my ancestors. The deeper you go and the closer you get to the final destination of the test set by my ancestors, the more you will understand."
Gu Xining said something, without any fear, the beautiful figure in black stepped directly into the violent sand and dust area.
"For the Imperial Fist, I must take a risk."
Jiang Xuan slowly exhaled a breath and stepped into the sandstorm.
"Hoo ho!"
"Hoo ho!"
The hurricane in my ears was like a sharp knife, trying to tear the entire body into pieces.
Jiang Xuan was spinning, his body covered with golden light, and he was moving quickly through the sandstorm.
When Jiang Xuan walked for almost an hour, he found that Gu Xining was sitting on the same spot, his whole body shrouded in a layer of light, as if he was meditating.
"It seems that when she comes here, she has reached her limit."
Jiang Xuan thought to himself, and then continued walking towards the depths of the sandstorm.
Although Gu Xining is a powerful Heavenly Saint Emperor, her mental strength is far inferior to Jiang Xuan.
But everything in this picture scroll was constructed by the owner of the picture scroll with his mental power.
Therefore, among them, the stronger the spiritual power of a warrior, the more advantageous it will be to his understanding.
"Um?"
When Jiang Xuan walked again for almost an hour, he suddenly saw a majestic figure standing in the center of the sandstorm. Every punch he swung contained infinite power. This was exactly the meaning of the Imperial Fist.
"Buzz!"
Jiang Xuan was overjoyed and quickly used his deduction skills to describe all the boxing techniques and engraved them in his mind.
"boom!"
However, when Jiang Xuan was halfway through carving the seal, his eyes suddenly darkened, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the ancient secret room No. 4, facing the seventy-seven forty
Nine scrolls.
Next to him, Gu Xining also said with a look of blame in his eyes: "Brother Xuan, you almost overspent all your spiritual power and died! You are too impulsive."
"I……"
Just as Jiang Xuan was about to speak, he found that his body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.
His expression changed, and he quickly checked, and found that his mental power had indeed become extremely weak, and even the phantom of the dragon in his mind had become extremely dim.
Fortunately, Gu Xining pulled him out of Gu Feiyun's scroll in time, otherwise, he might really have perished because of tracing the seal and carving the Emperor's Fist. "Seven or forty-nine scrolls, each one is Tianlin.
The 'picture scroll' left behind by the seniors in the academy who entered the spiritual realm recorded his journey from an ordinary boy to the peak step by step. The stronger ones in the ancient secret room where I was before only evolved themselves.
Martial arts are much more precious."
Gu Xining explained while looking at the precious paintings on the wall.
Jiang Xuan nodded. When he saw this picture, he felt as if he had become the owner of the picture. He had experienced his life and had a very profound understanding.
These scrolls record the life practice of every martial arts sage. There are times of great success, but also times of crisis and ups and downs.
If he can integrate his spiritual thoughts into the scroll and experience the ups and downs with his master, even if he doesn't understand anything, it will definitely make a huge improvement in his martial arts state of mind...?
?.
Jiang Xuan nodded and agreed with Gu Xining's point of view.
Sometimes, the life experience of a great master may be more precious than his own martial arts inheritance.
Although the journey of martial arts, the inheritance of martial arts, and opportunities are very important, the difficulties and obstacles along the way are also very precious for the tempering of the heart of martial arts.
Seeing Jiang Xuan's thoughtful queen, Gu Xining couldn't help but said: "These seven or forty-nine scrolls are all drawn by some powerful people through their spiritual power. Among them, there is also my ancestor Gu
Picture scroll of Feiyun.”
"Sister Xining, are you saying that there is a scroll of Senior Gu Feiyun in this?"
Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed.
Although Gu Feiyun had been killed by the Bingtian Holy Emperor in the central land, since he was almost killed by Gu Feiyun's spirit body on the ninth floor of Lin Palace that day, Jiang Xuan knew that Gu Feiyun was...
It is definitely extremely powerful, and it is very likely that it has not completely disappeared yet.
Both he and Gu Feiyun possess the inherited secrets of the Imperial Fist. Jiang Xuan knew that Gu Feiyun coveted his body extremely.
Therefore, Jiang Xuan always has a sense of crisis regarding Gu Feiyun.
He must practice the Imperial Fist to a higher level before he comes again.
Because Jiang Xuan knew very well how terrifying the Emperor Fist was, especially when used in the hands of a peerless strongman like Gu Feiyun, it would be absolutely earth-shattering.
After all, at that time, he attracted the Ice Sky Holy Emperor, who had not made a move for three thousand years, to take action for Gu Feiyun and kill him. It can be seen that the Ice Sky Holy Emperor, an existence comparable to the supreme level, felt threatened by Gu Feiyun.
Jiang Xuan suppressed his thoughts, looked at the forty-nine scrolls on the stone wall, and asked: "Sister Xining, how can we find the scroll of Senior Gu Feiyun?"
Gu Feiyun is the true inheritor of Emperor Fist, and Jiang Xuan can be said to be just a layman who has comprehended a fragment of Emperor Fist.
Therefore, Jiang Xuan hoped that if he could enter Gu Feiyun's scroll, he might be able to find the secret of the Imperial Fist inheritance.
By then, the artistic conception of the Imperial Fist will be broken through, and Jiang Xuan's combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.
"I'll take you."
Gu Xining was extremely direct. He pulled Jiang Xuan and jumped. The two figures jumped directly into the space of the 7749 scroll.
"The artistic conception of Emperor Fist."
Jiang Xuan's expression changed. He looked at the rapidly retreating space turbulence around him, and instantly sensed the aura of the Emperor's Fist, which was mixed in somewhere in this turbulent space.
> However, Jiang Xuan did not speak, because Gu Xining would naturally take him to Gu Feiyun's scroll space.
"Buzz!"
An hour later, the space fluctuated. Gu Xining pulled Jiang Xuan and stood on a vast land.
Here, it is a desert.
"got windy."
Suddenly, Gu Xining spoke, his beautiful eyes staring at the end of the earth in the distance.
Jiang Xuan also moved his eyes, seeming to sense something, and looked in the direction Gu Xining was looking.
Whoosh!
Under the gloomy sky, the brown earth began to tremble, and terrifying sandstorms swept in from the end of the earth. In the blink of an eye, they reached where Jiang Xuan and Gu Xining were standing.
"This sandstorm is the place where you can understand the martial arts inheritance of my ancestors. The deeper you go and the closer you get to the final destination of the test set by my ancestors, the more you will understand."
Gu Xining said something, without any fear, the beautiful figure in black stepped directly into the violent sand and dust area.
"For the Imperial Fist, I must take a risk."
Jiang Xuan slowly exhaled a breath and stepped into the sandstorm.
"Hoo ho!"
"Hoo ho!"
The hurricane in my ears was like a sharp knife, trying to tear the entire body into pieces.
Jiang Xuan was spinning, his body covered with golden light, and he was moving quickly through the sandstorm.
When Jiang Xuan walked for almost an hour, he found that Gu Xining was sitting on the same spot, his whole body shrouded in a layer of light, as if he was meditating.
"It seems that when she comes here, she has reached her limit."
Jiang Xuan thought to himself, and then continued walking towards the depths of the sandstorm.
Although Gu Xining is a powerful Heavenly Saint Emperor, her mental strength is far inferior to Jiang Xuan.
But everything in this picture scroll was constructed by the owner of the picture scroll with his mental power.
Therefore, among them, the stronger the spiritual power of a warrior, the more advantageous it will be to his understanding.
"Um?"
When Jiang Xuan walked again for almost an hour, he suddenly saw a majestic figure standing in the center of the sandstorm. Every punch he swung contained infinite power. This was exactly the meaning of the Imperial Fist.
"Buzz!"
Jiang Xuan was overjoyed and quickly used his deduction skills to describe all the boxing techniques and engraved them in his mind.
"boom!"
However, when Jiang Xuan was halfway through carving the seal, his eyes suddenly darkened, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the ancient secret room No. 4, facing the seventy-seven forty
Nine scrolls.
Next to him, Gu Xining also said with a look of blame in his eyes: "Brother Xuan, you almost overspent all your spiritual power and died! You are too impulsive."
"I……"
Just as Jiang Xuan was about to speak, he found that his body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.
His expression changed, and he quickly checked, and found that his mental power had indeed become extremely weak, and even the phantom of the dragon in his mind had become extremely dim.
Fortunately, Gu Xining pulled him out of Gu Feiyun's scroll in time, otherwise, he might really have perished because of tracing the Imperial Fist.