The fifth point is that there is no trace to follow in the cultivation of the Martial Heavenly Dao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

According to Zhou Hong's book, the opening sign of Wutiandao is to open up the 108 "blood positions" in the body.

The theory of blood position, whether it is in the insect and beast path of the samurai world, or in modern anatomy, is an extremely mysterious and niche legend, and the blood position here is different from the "acupuncture point" of traditional Chinese medicine that Song Ming knows, the blood position here has no fixed position, not even a fixed number, and 108 is just a virtual finger, which is why no one believes in Wutiandao.

You don't even know where it is, whether it exists or not, how many exist, how to get through?

In this "Reverie of the Martial Heavenly Dao", a huge amount of space was spent on discussing the possible location and possible role of the one hundred and eight blood levels of the human body, and until the end, no specific conclusions were drawn that could be referred to, let alone specific cultivation methods, and no examples of any warriors who cultivated into the Martial Heavenly Dao were not even given.

That is to say, all the arguments of the book are-

"What about playing with me?"

Song Ming was furious, put the book in his arms, and drove the plane straight to the library to see if he could find more books related to Wutian Dao.

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The library pavilion is located on the fourth floor of Tianzhu Peak, and in terms of location, it is only under the main hall and the dormitory of the head elder; On momentum...... But I saw the simplicity and simplicity, without the slightest luxury, dim and isolated in the night, and was completely compared to the brightly lit Taoist Pavilion not far away.

This is a wooden three-storey attic, from the night it looks dimly lit, because of the age, the attic looks a little stormy, only the pavilion plaque "library pavilion" three big characters are strong and powerful, it seems to be extremely spiritual, as if the spine of the attic is straightened.

Song Ming parked the plane in a nearby bamboo forest and walked in with his disciple card.

The inside of the library is relatively bright, dozens of oil lamps shine, the space is much larger than it looks from the outside, and the collection of books is even more dazzling, almost the entire first floor is stuffed, leaving only a few cramped alleys for people to walk, and the disciples in the alleys are all focused on searching for the books they want at the moment.

According to the retrieval guidance on the first floor, Song Ming first came to the library area of the Merry Road, looked back and forth, and found that there were the experience books of the previous Merry Dao teachers, even Zhong Zhide was no exception, he wrote a book called "Five Years of Tribulation, Three Years of Simulation" Taoist auxiliary reading, Song Ming looked at the title of the book, and then recalled Zhong Zhide's serious expression, the two compared, and couldn't help laughing.

But instead of looking through the book, he continued to look for something in the books.

After a moment, Song Ming showed a disappointed look.

Because there is no Zhou Hongyi's work in it, considering Professor Zhou's brain-hole as big as a skylight, he was originally full of expectations, hoping to see the professor's unique insights on the peach blossom attributes of the wind channel...... By the way, learn about your potential in the Wind Channel.

"Forget it, I'm here today mainly for Wu Tiandao."

With that in mind, he went straight to the second floor.

On the second floor, there are mainly technical works on monastic assistance, such as "Raw Grass and Wood", "Guide to Civil Dao Symbols", "On the Postpartum Care of Raw Beasts", "Which One Is Strong in Raw Ore Excavation?" and so on.

Song Ming wandered around the second floor to search, suddenly thought of something, stopped, and according to the search, found a few books about simulated Dogen.

Roughly flipped, they are all ancient books hundreds of thousands of years ago, talking about how to use simulated Dao roots to operate Dao Talismans, but now it is the ninetieth century, although the Force is declining, the Dao Law is improving, and civilian Dao Talismans have long been driven by the need to simulate Dao Roots.

Song Ming suddenly felt bored, until he caught a glimpse of a book called "On the Possibility of Simulating the Origin of the Dao Root", and his heart was filled with inexplicable warmth, because the author of this book was none other than Dr. Li Yifeng of the Death Training Ground - this reminded him of the four years in the Death Training Ground, remembered the gentle Isha who was always smiling, and then looked at his current situation, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Turning the page of this book, the first ninety percent of the content is to explain the possibility of simulating the Daogen Kaiyuan from various angles, which even mentions the sleeping grass, and the content of the next page only says this sentence:

"Judging from the current stage and the foreseeable future, even if the simulation of the Daogen succeeds in Kaiyuan, the possibility of turning the Force into Dao Power and becoming a real samurai is even smaller than Kaiyuan itself."

The warmth in Songming's heart instantly dropped to freezing:

"In other words, I'm not even a samurai until now?"

Kaiyuan has been for more than a year, and even became an official disciple of the samurai academy, but he is not even a samurai, which makes Song Ming very hurt; When he promised his father and Isha that he wanted to become a real samurai, he didn't expect that he had not done it yet, which made Matsumei even more hurt.

Frustrated, he put the book back and thought:

Samurai is just a false name, when you are better than anyone else, you say you are a god is a god, you say you are a ghost is a ghost, you say you are a samurai is a samurai, even if you say you are a pig, no one will refute it.

Promised his father and Isha that if they wanted to become samurai, they would become samurai, but not now.

What is your true goal? Live to the end of the universe.

I don't want to mention whether I can live so long, anyway, I have to live as long as possible.

If you want to live a long time, you need to do two things:

The first is that it has a long life span and cannot die of old age;

The second is that it is strong in combat and cannot be killed by anyone.

In terms of longevity, although Song Ming did not have the slightest Dao power, he was gifted and possessed an immortal body - even if he couldn't be sure if he would always have this kind of physique, Kaiyuan itself could still allow him to have a lifespan of about two hundred years, and there was not much pressure for the time being.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Song Ming's cultivation of the Merry Channel, I am afraid that he can only add some unwarranted peach blossom luck, but fortunately, outside the Merry Channel, he saw a glimmer of opportunity, and saw a path that was really suitable for him, a road that he didn't know where the road was and how to take it.

In this way, mixed with a little confusion, Song Ming excitedly stepped onto the floor of the third floor.

The third floor has fewer books than the first and second floors, and most of the unpopular books on display are on display, and even some of the streets are inaccessible, so it seems that the floor is much more empty and old, and some corners are even covered with dust and cobwebs.

Song Ming was about to start searching and searching, but accidentally dropped a book that had been pulled out by someone.

The book looks thin, with a yellow, dusty cover.

He bent down to pick up the book, and was about to stuff it back into the shelf, but he was attracted by the title.

That's four big handwritten characters:

Eternal Nation.

There is no author's signature on the cover, just a handwritten cursive line in the corner:

Occasionally, the title of the book is unknown, the author is unknown, the content is mysterious, imaginative, Yu and Hongyi are all incomprehensible, and the temporary private name of the "eternal country", I hope that people who are destined to understand the meaning - Lan Ting.

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