There are thousands of avenues, and different paths lead to the same end!

One law is one and one hundred is possible.

Murong Bo was thoughtful.

"There are also a few stone chambers here, if you are interested, go and see for yourself, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!" Wang Dong took back the silk scroll from Murong Bo's hand, sat down on the ground, spread the silk scroll on his lap, and read it with a deep heart.

Murong Bo is waiting for this sentence, this place is a retreat of the Freedom Sect, although it seems to have been deserted for many years, but under the general search of scraping the ground, it may not be impossible to find something.

If you can find one or two free school martial arts from it, maybe you don't have to be afraid of the person in front of you!

Murong Bo's heart was hot, and he immediately turned around and walked into another stone room.

The king sat for seven days and seven nights, motionless, like a stone statue.

In these seven days, Murong Bo was certainly not idle, he almost turned the entire Lang Huan blessed land upside down, but he never found the classics of the Freedom School that he dreamed of.

Naturally, this was extremely disappointing to him.

What he didn't know was that this matter had been done by Li Yunluo, a loser, more than ten or twenty years ago, and he directly emptied the classics of the various sects in Langhuan's blessed land.

Although Murong Bo didn't disturb Wang Dong, his attention was secretly peeking all the time, and he could see that Wang Dong seemed to have gained some comprehension from the 'Xiaoyaoyou' silk scroll of Xiaoyaozi's handwriting, and entered a kind of mysterious and mysterious, indescribable and wonderful realm.

This kind of mystical realm is unattainable for every person in the martial arts, but it is also extremely dangerous accordingly - maybe now it can kill him with just a light palm, Murong Bo thought in his heart. There was murder in his eyes. Countless times almost suppressed the surging killing intent. In the end, I hesitated!

Along the way, Wang Dong gave him the feeling that it was too unfathomable! Pushing himself and others, he doesn't believe that the other party will be unguarded.

And in these seven days, the change of Wang Dong's breath made Murong Bo more and more jealous, the former's breath suddenly ethereal like a fairy, as if he was about to ride the wind back in the next second, fly to the sky, and suddenly be as dangerous as a mountain. It is dignified and solemn, giving people a feeling of rising from the dangerous peaks of Juyue in the flat ground, suddenly like a clear breeze and a bright moon, coming and going without a trace, suddenly like a thunderbolt, and lightning tears the sky...... A qiē all kinds of light, violent, ethereal and bizarre changes!

Seven days later.

Buzz Buzz!!

Murong Bo suddenly heard a trembling note in his ears, and the sound was faint and inaudible. But the shock made the qi and blood in his body tremble faintly.

A ray of surprise shot out of his eyes, and he immediately swept towards the stone chamber where Wang Dong was. I saw that in the stone room, Wang Dong, who had been silent for many days, exhaled a long breath, which shot like a sword on the stone wall, and immediately shook the entire stone room and trembled uncontrollably.

The next moment, Wang Dong opened his eyes!

Click! This stone chamber is built at the bottom of the Sword Lake, although the stone wall is installed with crystals, so that there is no light to penetrate, but in general, the whole stone chamber still looks very dark, but the moment Wang Dong opened his eyes, the gloom in the stone chamber seemed to be fixed on the cardboard, and then someone quickly erased it with an eraser, and every inch of light flashed. It gives people the feeling of blasting an electric arc out of thin air, shining all over the room.

Murong Bolton felt that the gloomy stone room suddenly turned white, and a dazzling white light flashed, and his gaze touched Wang's eyes, and there was an electric shock-like feeling all over his body.

This phenomenon is unfathomable, of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed shocking, in Taoist terms, it is those four words - virtual room electricity!

If it is said that "flying flowers and picking leaves, you can kill people" is a legend in the martial arts, then the virtual room is definitely a myth, whether it is in folklore, or in many classic records of Taoism, it is related to these four words are some land fairy-like characters.

Zuo Ci, Zhang Daoling, Ge Hong...... Even Lu Zu, that is, Lu Dongbin, the head of the Eight Immortals in folklore!

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

The sound of flowing water stirring sounded, resounding in Murong Bo's ears, and the wisps of notes penetrated through his heart, but this was at the bottom of the Sword Lake, where did the sound of flowing water come from?

He was soon horrified to find that the sound actually came from Wang Dong's body, Wang Dong's meridians, blood vessels and even his entire body seemed to have turned into the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the vast ocean.

"Hahaha, I see, I see!"

Wang Dong suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was full of great joy, great relief, and great enlightenment, and his body stood up and strode towards the outside of the cave.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Like a dragon like an elephant, trampling on the earth, every step out, the power in his body is unconsciously pouring out, pouring on the bluestone ground, leaving deep footprints with every step, shaking the stone room trembling.

Between breaths, the other person had stepped out of the cave.

The light of the day suddenly brightened, and the huge rock wall that sealed the entire Lang Huan blessed land appeared in front of him again, Wang Dong raised his eyes, and an invisible force spat out from that part of his body, and slammed into the rock wall, and the stone powder flew down.

There is a hole ten zhang above the rock wall, and a sword is hidden in the hole.

This sword is a trick set up by Wu Yazi, with the change of light and shadow in this valley, the sword body will reveal a shadow to point out the entrance of the Lang Huan blessed land.

As this invisible true qi was imprinted on the rock wall, wisps of true qi stretched upward, and the treasure sword hidden in the hole trembled, and the sword roared like a dragon and a phoenix.

The cold light pulled out a match in mid-air, and a long sword with silver light burst out of its sheath, broke through the air, and fell into Wang Dong's palm.

He continued to walk forward, each step seemed to be small, but the speed was chasing the wind and lightning, and in a snap of his fingers, he had reached the huge lake on that side.

But he still did not stop, as if walking on the ground, treading water and waves, the huge lake fifty or sixty zhang wide was left behind him, and what appeared in front of him was the wall that had been washed by a waterfall for thousands of years, as smooth as jade. Huge stone walls hundreds of feet high.

Swords embellished with precious gems and gold beads shimmered. Scorching light. The king moved like a green cloud, rising up, his face was cold, his eyes were as bright as jade, his bearing was like an abyss like a cloud, and his clothes were flying, he was really like an earthly flying immortal, not stained with a wisp of dust.

Murong Bo, who followed out, was almost stunned.

Of course, no one in the world can fly up this immeasurable canyon. It is by no means a human being who is hundreds of feet high, nor can it be done by any martial arts in the world, unless it is a first-class Divine Immortal Buddha.

Not to mention hundreds of zhang high, even if Murong Bo tried his best, he would just jump eight or nine zhang.

Wang Dong is like a cloud, and in the process of swaying up, he must still borrow strength on the rock wall, although the stone wall looks as smooth as glass and mellow as jade, but Wang Dong is so high that Murong Bo himself can't guess, why is it difficult to borrow strength? It's just that his light skills are too smart. The body is also too elegant, which makes people look like immortals.

Rao is so. This is also a means that Murong Bo could not imagine.

"This kid has been sitting quietly for seven days and seven nights, looking at this situation, he must have had an extraordinary understanding ......." Murong Bo secretly wondered in his heart, wondering what Wang Dong was going to do?

He soon found out.

In a few breaths, Wang Dong finally climbed to the top.

In the splashing of clouds and mist, Tsing Yi is like a flying cloud, fluttering, the sword in his hand blooms with a brilliant light, although this sword is also made of thousands of hammers, but in the hands of Wuyazi is just for decoration, Wuyazi is not a swordsman, so the sword is dusty, but now it is in the bursts of dragon chanting and wind, brilliant and brilliant with the sky.

Murong Bo had never seen such a brilliant and stunning light.

It was a light that was extremely alien to him.

This is a peerless, peerless edge, and only the top swordsmanship masters can urge the brilliance to come out.

The force of the Tianlong world is not weak, but it is an era without swordsmen, even if there are more people in the world who use swords, but none of them can be called real swordsmen, not to mention such as Ximen blowing snow, Ye Gucheng's first-class and sincere swordsman, even if it is a first-class swordsman such as Dugu Yihe.

The sword is just a means for many martial arts people in this world, a most ordinary weapon, but it is by no means a 'Tao' that has been pursued all their lives.

Only a few decades after the end of this era of rivers and lakes will a real swordsman who is truly dedicated to the sword and committed to the way of the sword will be born - invincible opponents all over the world, lonely and lonely, although he lives in seclusion in the deep valley, but indirectly affects the Dugu defeat in the later martial arts eras!

The king moved like a cyan cloud, and with a twist of his palm, he swung the long sword in his palm.

"Shocking dragon, floating like floating clouds!"

For a moment, Murong Bo seemed to see Wang Xizhi splashing ink, writing the preface of the famous Lanting with a large pen.

In fact, whether it is calligraphy or swordsmanship, they have figured it out to a high and profound realm, and Wang Dong is indeed using the sword as a pen, the sword momentum is like lightning in the sky, cracking the clouds and mist, and the sword light is flying and changing, which is more like the mystery of the dragon hidden dragon.

Arcs burst out, but between the sword light and the flying touch of the rock wall, there was no sound that erupted, only to see layers of snow powder flying down on the rock wall as smooth as jade.

Between the iron painting and silver hooks, words appeared on the rock wall more than 400 zhang high above the ground, just a dozen breaths, Wang Dong suddenly let out a long roar, and flew towards the cliff.

There are two more lines of words on the rock wall abruptly.

"The avenue is vast, encompassing everything, it is said to be too much!"

"The avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished, I don't know its name, and it is called the mystery, the mystery, and the mystery, the door of all wonders. It is one, so it is called too mysterious! ”

Murong Bo looked at it intently, and at first glance, he only felt that the meaning of these two lines of words was not profound, but when he thought about it deeply, he felt that these short forty-seven words seemed to contain extremely subtle truths, infinite philosophy and Zen flavor, and even more profound martial arts, but if he wanted to tell what mysteries and subtleties there were, he couldn't say anything at all, but from the strokes that contained the sword momentum, he faintly saw a lot of subtle and profound swordsmanship.

"The great Qianyuan, the heaven and the earth, the supreme and the greatest, contain the changes of all things, so it is called 'Tai'!" Tai' also has the meaning of too beginning, too beginning! And the avenue to Xuan, unpredictable, take a 'Xuan' word ....... ”

Wang Dong stood on the cliff, the sword in his hand suddenly shattered and disintegrated, turning into thousands of pieces of iron, but he didn't realize that he was indeed blessed to the soul and realized the unprecedented truth in martial arts.

At least, for him, this is unprecedented, it is like suddenly entering the river and sea from a small fish pond, opening up his spiritual wisdom, and gaining a huge sublimation in martial arts, even more profound than the previous time he participated in the 'Great Ri Rulai Sutra'.

These short forty-seven words are the summary of this comprehension, and it is also the general outline, if martial arts can be derived from it in the future, it will also be a wonderful martial arts.

"This mental method is the true method of Taoism, the foundation of cultivating the truth, it is called 'Taixuan Asking Dao'!" Wang Dong looked at the rock wall and muttered to himself, but he didn't know that he felt something at this time, and his wisdom burst out, and he carved these forty-seven characters on this immeasurable wall with a sword, and inadvertently created a martial arts holy place for future generations, so that hundreds of years later, there are still countless martial artists who come to pilgrimage one after another, and many people have benefited from it. (To be continued......)