The monk had a strange attraction, Bu Fan couldn't resist it, the surrounding scene suddenly darkened, and the monk actually entered his interior.

A familiar feeling that he had experienced once before.

"True Legend of Martial Arts!"

It's really a mountain and a river, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village, I thought it was hopeless, but I didn't expect it...... Bu Fan immediately concentrated on digesting the true transmission, which gave him a completely different feeling from the Blood Basin Sutra, not so domineering, giving Bu Fan a sense of comfort in moisturizing things silently, he could feel the diligence of his cultivation, the dry Zen Heart Seal and the Demon Heart Seal moved closer to the direction of the true transmission of the golden light, and the blood light of the blood basin heart seal of the three corpses converged slightly, and actually leaned over.

A new heart seal is gradually formed, a Zen heart print.

"One Zen for a thousand years!"

This martial arts inheritance is a martial arts called "a thousand years of Zen", the grade is unknown, this martial arts can allow people to practice other martial arts in a state of meditation, the effect is similar to the so-called dream cultivation, the practitioner can practice other martial arts in the inner scene, the time in the inner scene is determined by the practitioner's Zen heart, the firmer the Zen heart, the faster the time in the inner scene, maybe a year has passed in the inner scene, and only one day has passed outside.

It's not a practice, it's more like a secret art.

Secret art is different from martial arts, it is not based on true qi, it is not divided into classes by heaven and earth, as long as it is learned, even ordinary people who do not practice martial arts can use it, and the secret art is graded by the middle and upper pole of the fourth class. The secret technique is even rarer than the spirit level or even the Xuan-level martial arts, as far as Bu Fan knows, among the four major families in Yunzhou, only the Xue family has a secret technique called "Burning Blood", and that secret technique is only inferior. And this "must be a thousand years", in Bu Fan's opinion, is at least a medium-grade secret art, and may even be a top-grade secret technique.

"Huh!"

The "Three Corpse Heart Seals" and the "One Zen Heart Seal" resonated, and suddenly countless memories poured towards Bufan, these are......

"Memories of the Mad King. ”

No wonder he felt that something was wrong, the corpse in front of him was not the old servant of the Mad King at all, it was the Mad Jun himself.

After all, he still failed to break the barrier of the Four Realms, and although he scavenged all the martial arts he could, he failed to cause a qualitative change and still lost.

Stubborn, he would rather die than compromise with those clans, so he came to the end alone, in order not to let future generations completely lose hope, he lied in the letter, and at the moment of death, he condensed his Zen heart and passed on the "one Zen millennium".

"Let's not tell the truth. Bu Fan said secretly.

He admired the madman's persistence, and the madman's life frightened him, he wouldn't be like this in the future, right?

Before Bu Fan could start to think about it, he was drowned by the long river of Mad Monarch's memories.

These are the memories of the mad monarch who practiced martial arts with "one Zen thousand years", because the impression was too deep, all of them were retained, and these martial arts memories even exceeded the sum of Bufan's own memories, Bu Fan couldn't accept it for a while, and fell into the Zen realm composed of memories.

In the Zen realm, he became a madman, practicing the martial arts in the secret room over and over again, at first he was still a little resistant, but then he completely fell into it, the original feeling of free swing of martial arts is so refreshing, it turns out that it will be so pleasant to see his own diligence, I don't know how long it took, the Zen realm gradually dissipated, but Bu Fan was still intoxicated with that feeling, these martial arts were written down by him, but eighty percent could only be used in the interior scene, he couldn't practice.

He really wants to cultivate, he knows so much martial arts but can't practice it, it's like a person with a full stomach but no hand that can hold a pen.

He suddenly envied the Mad King, envied that he could freely wield so many martial arts, but he couldn't.

"Why can't I, I want to do that too!" Bu Fan hadn't shown his desire so urgently for a long time, and when what he wanted reached a certain apex, a sense of breakthrough appeared in his heart, and a new heart seal was formed.

This heart seal is called "Baiwu" and can fulfill his wish.

"Heart seal, I finally waited, I didn't expect it to take so many years, and it didn't really come true until today!" Bu Fan sighed, his mood was a little complicated.

In fact, he thought of using the heart seal a long time ago to solve his own defects, but the generation of the heart seal is completely random and irregular, and he has not fully understood the principle of the heart print, he can only work hard according to his own speculation, and he has not succeeded in trying for several years, but today because of the opportunity, he has ......

"Chance is not as good as my own efforts, so what's the point of me practicing hard for many years, what kind of mind can I succeed?" Bu Fan muttered.

It's a question that no one can answer, maybe only God knows.

Bu Fan didn't feel melancholy for too long, he got two heart seals at once, he was about to try, suddenly a sense of crisis surged into his heart, he immediately raised his hand and caught the chair that was thrown at him.

"What are you doing?" Bu Fan glared at Ning Qingjun coldly, obviously telling her that she couldn't come out casually.

Ning Qingjun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "You finally woke up!"

She looked a little embarrassed, and many parts of her clothes were scratched.

Bu Fan's anger subsided a little, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Without waiting for Ning Qingjun to answer, there was a sudden loud bang at the gate.

"Well, here they are, so soon?"

"It's not fast at all, you've been asleep for almost a day, and it's the next afternoon!" Ning Qingjun said.

Bu Fan was slightly stunned, it turned out that so much time had passed.

"There's another mechanism in the secret room, I'm so hungry that I can't help but come out, and then I saw you sitting here, I just went out to look for food, and I saw that they were coming here, and they couldn't wake you up, so I had to try to wake you up. Ning Qingjun explained with a sigh of relief.

As soon as the words fell, there was another loud bang.

The door shook violently, and even the ceiling was affected.

"This door should be enough to block it, right?" Ning Qingjun muttered.

"Don't worry, this gate and this cave are all made of solid basalt, and it is difficult to break them in the four realms. Bu Fan said, in the memory of the mad king, there happens to be a part about this door, and he often uses this door to practice boxing, so it should be no problem.

Compared with this door, Bu Fan is more concerned about who comes.

Ning Qingjun immediately informed Bu Fan of what she had seen.

"Is that guy really here too!" Bu Fan said, his guess correct.

Two Four Realms, Step Kick Cloud itself can be regarded as the combat power of the Four Realms, and his sword qi gives him a much more terrifying feeling than the Second Elder.

With such a lineup, if you are the front, you will definitely die!

"Your father won't reveal how to open the door, will he?"

"No, it won't. Ning Qingjun was very sure: "I took a breath, my father should have already discovered me, if they knew how to open the door, they wouldn't have slammed the door like this." ”

That's right, but it doesn't have any impact on the status quo, I wanted to burn the cheats that couldn't be taken away before they came, and I didn't expect to fall asleep for so long because of "a thousand years of Zen".

"Let's run away!" Ning Qingjun said.

I'm sorry to tell her.

"There is no escape, there is no other exit here. Bu Fan knew about this from the memory of the mad king.

"No, there should be a secret way to escape in such a delicate cave!?" Ning Qingjun couldn't believe it.

"It's a pity that he didn't, to put it bluntly, all he wants is a place to rest, not a fortress for fighting, even if there is really an enemy looking for him, he doesn't need to flee with his skills!"

The vibration of the door was much stronger than before.

Ning Qingjun's face turned pale and asked anxiously, "Then what should we do!?"

"Yes, what should I do?" Bu Fan looked at the shaking gate with a solemn expression.