The death of the old martial saint is a big deal, if he hadn't left his last words before his death, and he didn't want to be extravagant, then the entire Dongzhou, I'm afraid it would be vegetarian.

But Wusheng Mountain and Peach Blossom Town at the foot of the mountain must be dressed in linen and filial piety.

The cry shook the sky, and everyone in Wusheng Mountain was busy with their feet not touching the ground.

Lao Wusheng's life is not long in coming, in fact, many people have guesses, but it is still unexpected to leave so quickly.

Some people couldn't stand the blow and simply passed out.

For them, the old martial saint is the pillar of the heavens in Dongzhou, and his fall is tantamount to the collapse of the sky.

The news of the attack of the Hehuan Sect, the old martial saint did not tell outsiders before, because in the face of the young sect master, no matter how many martial artists come, it is useless, so everyone doesn't know about this stubble, if not, maybe something will happen again.

When everyone was holding a funeral, Zhang Heng came to the back mountain alone.

The road behind the mountain is even more rugged, and ordinary martial arts sects have to spend some effort if they want to climb the mountain, but for Zhang Heng, it is a piece of cake, and it didn't take long for him to reach the forbidden land of Wusheng Mountain.

"Same as I thought. ”

Zhang Heng looked at the scenery of the back mountain and said lightly.

Wusheng Mountain has a strong aura, and the peach blossoms in the mountain bloom all year round, if there is no formation blessing, it is impossible.

He raised his eyes and saw that on the side of the mountain behind him, there were thirty-six mountains.

These hills are shrouded in clouds and mist, and it takes a long time to see a little outline, but in the middle of the thirty-six mountains, there is a deep pool.

The wisps of aura escaped from the pool water.

Thirty-six, the number of Zhou Tian, plus the Spirit Gathering Array in the deep pool of this eye, just formed the Zhou Tian Spirit Gathering Array!

This array lies in the long stream of water, which can be used for thousands of years, but it has no lethality.

Generally speaking, such a formation will only be arranged in the land of inheritance.

Zhang Heng walked towards the main hall in front of him with his hands behind his back.

Sure enough, there was a stone tablet standing at the entrance of the main hall, on which was written the word "Chuan Gong"!

Transmission of Meritorious Palace!

"Dongzhou Wusheng Mountain is really not ordinary, and I don't know if it is the same in other states. Zhang Heng stared at the stele, although there were only two words on it, but the pen was a dragon and snake, and the bearing was extraordinary, giving people a sense of grandeur.

Only those who have cultivated to a certain level can write down such words that have not dissipated the slightest bit of momentum for hundreds of years.

Based on this Zhou Tian Gathering Spirit Array alone, Zhang Heng knew that Wusheng Mountain was definitely not a place of spiritual belief, and this big secret must be hidden here, but it was not discovered.

Before entering the back mountain, he asked the steward.

The steward naturally spoke endlessly, and said something that shocked Zhang Heng a little.

Since ancient times, China has been known as the eastern soil, in the land of China, there are too many incredible stories, and Dongzhou, is the birthplace of Chinese civilization, in ancient times, ranked first in Kyushu.

Many great supernatural powers gathered in Dongzhou, but later for some reason, they declined...... The great powers recorded in those classics are also missing, and Dongzhou has slowly become the bottom of Kyushu.

This is also related to the martial arts of the inheritance of Dongzhou, it is said that in other states, there are many martial arts in the Gong Palace, from the beginning to the advanced, hundreds of martial arts are for people to choose from, and Dongzhou, there is only one "Five Emperors Demon God Fist"!

This boxing technique is very difficult to learn, and ordinary people can't learn it at all, which has led to the martial saints of all dynasties, either creating their own martial arts, or spending a lot of money to buy them, so that the Dongzhou inheritance can barely continue.

But around the same way, the gap between it and other states is still getting wider and wider.

When the steward said this, he had a lot of resentment in his heart, thinking that the predecessors of Dongzhou were unfair, and only left a chicken rib boxing technique, but in Zhang Heng's opinion, it was a completely different feeling.

It is enough to have the Five Emperors Demon God Fist, but what is the use of other martial arts?

After stopping at the door of the Chuangong Hall for a stick of incense, Zhang Heng sorted out his thoughts, pushed open the door, and walked in with his hands behind his back.

The main hall was originally pitch black, but when someone entered, the candles lit themselves and illuminated the empty hall.

"This is the ...... of boxing"

Zhang Heng walked to the edge of the wall and saw murals.

Men dressed in animal skins, fighting fierce beasts, fighting people, fighting natural disasters......

There are no punches, just footage that resembles a record.

However, Zhang Heng's face was unprecedentedly solemn, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and touched the mural.

In an instant, he spun around, as if he had been pulled into a strange world in an instant.

He was like a passer-by, unable to speak, unable to do anything, only to watch the ancient Terrans move forward in difficulty......

Vicious beasts came and invaded the tribes, killing children and old men, men with rudimentary weapons, fighting and slewing to the death......

The picture is changing suddenly, the Terran war, the righteous ancestors hold high the banner, and the tribes that are going to the evil path are fighting, and in their eyes, there is no retreat.

Someone wore a simple crown and held a precious fire, step by step on the high platform.

Someone stood majestically in the turbulent torrent, like a mountain, and he used his body to block the rushing torrent.

Someone ran above the nine heavens, his hair was scattered, his eyes were full of rebellion, thunder was dense, and he smashed down, he carried it with his strength, vomiting blood and laughing......

Pile by pile, scene by scene, like a movie, deduced in Zhang Heng's mind.

If someone approached him at this moment, they would definitely find that his back was already soaked with sweat.

This is not a simple fist technique at all, nor is it a magical power in the conventional sense, but a history of struggle for the human race to become the protagonist of heaven and earth step by step.

What is that?

Just two words.

Against the sky!

Fight with people, fight with the sky.

Call!

After a long time, Zhang Heng opened his eyes.

"It turns out that this is the true meaning of the Five Emperors Demon God Fist!"

Whether it is supernatural powers or boxing techniques, they can be restrained and can have flaws.

But people's will is never flawed, the so-called sincerity, gold and stone for the open, said that's it, since ancient times, China firmly believes that people will win the day!

This is what the Hall of Transmission really wants to inherit, it belongs to the original and most precious will of the human race!

If you can use this will for your own use, it doesn't matter if you use your fists, whether it is martial arts, supernatural powers, or spells, you can become infinitely powerful.

To put it simply, Zhang Heng's own supernatural power turned the heavens upside down, and under the premise of the blessing of this will, its power could even skyrocket tenfold!

And the more desperate the situation, the easier it is to create miracles!

This harvest is really too big.

He sat down cross-legged and began to feel what he had to remember.

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night have passed.

The funeral of Wusheng Mountain has almost been done, and outside the Gong Gong Palace, Yang Lele, who finally came here, has a worried look in his eyes and mutters.

"He hasn't come out yet, he shouldn't have an accident, right?"

"What can happen to him?" Cai Yanzhi obviously didn't rest, his face was slightly pale, and there was a look of exhaustion in his eyes: "You don't know his strength." ”

"I'm just a little worried, do you think there will be danger in this hall?" Yang Lele asked.

"Silly sister, this is the first forbidden place of Wusheng Mountain, outsiders can't come at all, how can he be in danger?" Cai Yanzhi said, suddenly showing a strange look: "You shouldn't like him, right?"

"Why!"

Yang Lele blushed and lowered his head and said.

"I'm just worried about him, he's saved me before. ”

Cai Yanzhi looked at Yang Lele, who looked like he wanted to cover up, and shook his head helplessly.

She is relatively older and knows more things, and in her opinion, Zhang Heng is a very unusual man.

What he was thinking in his heart could not be guessed by common sense at all.

When the Hehuan bell was launched before, how many beautiful women surrounded him, but he didn't move at all...... Such a man, I really don't know how to impress him.

So she looked at Yang Lele with a little pity in her eyes.

At this time, the door of the Hall of Transmission suddenly sounded, and a slightly thin figure slowly walked out.

"Zhang Heng?"

"Immortal Master Zhang?"

The second daughter was first surprised, and then she showed a puzzled look, and she was a little afraid to recognize each other.

The person is still the same person, and his appearance and demeanor have not changed at all, but when they looked at Zhang Heng, they suddenly had a very strange feeling.

There was an inexplicable aura in him, ancient and sacred.

When I looked at him, I actually had a sense of closeness in my bones, not between men and women, but like the touching of the children of China when they finally returned to their hometown after decades of absence......

Zhang Heng looked at the demeanor of the two and said in his heart.

"It seems that I succeeded!"