Long Wu is like a palm
Chu Yi nodded and said respectfully, "The disciple knows." ”
With that, Chu Yi stepped into the Martial Saint Ridge.
Seeing that Chu Yi had already walked away, a trace of worry appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he said to the old man who was guarding the entrance of Wusheng Mountain: "Old Shi, is your body again... I see that your situation is even worse than it used to be. ”
The old man, known as Shi Lao, had an indifferent smile on his incomparably old face, and a muddy voice like a bellows came out of his throat, and said, "My body, isn't that it." If it continues to deteriorate, it is simply something that cannot be stopped. The only thing that can be done is to delay the deterioration as much as possible and support the sect for a while longer. After all, the Martial Saint Ridge is an inviolable holy place of the sect, and the old man must fulfill his duties!"
The middle-aged man's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his resolute face was full of solemnity, and he said, "Alas, that power... Is it really so fierce that you can't suppress Shi Lao's cultivation!"
Shi Lao raised his head slowly, and the small half of his face, which had been hidden in the shadows and white hair, was finally clearly revealed. The intense crimson light that filled his eye was palpitating, as if it were flowing with extremely hot lava!
The small half of the face around the eye was also extremely dry and wrinkled, like the bark of a tree burned by fire, and the skin had lost its vitality and was completely necrotic. You can even see the muscles and bones exposed under the ulcerated skin, which looks terrifying.
Shi Lao's whole face was clearly divided into two parts, like a combination of a normal person and a terrifying monster, which looked extremely weird and terrifying in comparison.
Although he already knew a lot about Shi Lao, at this time, when he saw the small half of Shi Lao's face that he had covered before, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel palpitations, creepy, and a trace of trembling fear appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Shi Lao smiled, lowered his face again, covered the small half of his terrible face, and said: "No way, for thousands of years, the war between the human race, the elf race and the Shura race has been so cruel and bloody. Peace, however, is made of blood and corpses. The suffering we are suffering now is not comparable to the protracted war 10,000 years ago that affected the survival and continuation of the indigenous peoples of the mainland. ”
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Chu Yi walked unhurriedly in the mountains, his spiritual power was released to the maximum, and he keenly sensed the martial arts aura around him.
In the Wusheng Ridge, there are steles everywhere. Although it has been a long time since the years have changed, it has been full of traces of vicissitudes, but these steles still clearly and strongly exude an extremely strong and profound atmosphere.
These steles, large and small, are arranged very unneatly, like chess pieces scattered by the gods from the dome. There are also many objects such as rocks, tree trunks, stone walls, etc., which also exude a strong martial arts atmosphere, and they are obviously the top powerhouses of the past, and they have left their own supreme martial arts and inheritance on them before they pass away.
This is simply a martial arts paradise full of precious treasures!
Feeling the vast and endless powerful aura around him, Chu Yi's eyes lit up, he was so excited that he couldn't be more excited, and in his heart, there were indescribable turbulent waves.
Chu Yi carefully felt the aura of martial arts scattered around him, and tried his best to find a powerful martial art that matched him. He has been walking in the Martial Saint Ridge like this, and two hours have passed, and he has not found it.
In this way, Rao is Chu Yi had already had a certain psychological preparation for the mystery and profundity of the martial arts in the Martial Saint Ridge before, but now that two hours have passed, he has not even found a martial art that suits him, and he can't help but start to be a little anxious.
"Huh, what's that?"
At this moment, Chu Yi suddenly had an inexplicable feeling - in the distance in a certain direction, there seemed to be something that was attracting him. For some reason, he felt so much the urge to go there and find that thing.
This feeling is extremely strange and mysterious. In this mountainous Martial Saint Ridge, there are countless martial arts, exuding a powerful and profound aura, just like the vast stars in the night sky. However, even in this countless stars, Chu Yi could clearly feel that in that place, there was a breath that was quietly attracting him to the past.
Without thinking too much, Chu Yi immediately urged his body and flew out, a powerful spiritual power, rolling and surging, bursting out with an extremely astonishing speed, as fast as a swift phantom, not paying attention to the martial arts encountered along the way, and rushing towards that direction without distraction.
Rao was at Chu Yi's speed, and he also ran for an hour before he arrived at the location where the breath in his feeling was.
What appeared in front of Chu Yi's eyes was a very huge stone stele, which was more than ten meters high, and its momentum was quite majestic. The whole body of the stone tablet exuded an extremely majestic momentum, which was extremely majestic, making Chu Yi feel as if there was a majestic mountain, towering in front of his eyes, and he was even a little out of breath.
"What a powerful momentum! Is this stone tablet what attracted me here?"
Chu Yi looked up at this huge stone stele, released his spiritual power, and carefully felt the aura emanating from the stele.
What surprised Chu Yi was that the martial arts aura contained in this stone tablet was much more majestic and profound than the other martial arts breaths he had felt before, just like a trickle of water on a rolling river!
"The martial arts aura in this stone tablet is so majestic! Presumably, its grade and power must be quite extraordinary!"
Just when Chu Yi was surprised, he suddenly felt that his blood veins seemed to suddenly burn, becoming hot. Among the hundreds of limbs, it was as if hot magma was rolling and flowing.
Not only that, Chu Yi also felt that in his heart, there was an unprecedented strong desire and intimacy for the stone tablet in front of him.
This strange feeling is as if the majestic aura emanating from this stone tablet is a rolling river, and Chu Yi himself is a drop of water, wanting to blend into it.
"What's going on, why is there such a sudden change in my body in the face of this stone tablet?"
Feeling this inexplicable and uncontrollable desire in his body, Chu Yi couldn't help but be surprised in his heart. After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of uncontrollable excitement and excitement appeared on his face.
"Such a strong, majestic trend... Could it be that the martial arts contained in this stone tablet have some connection with the Dragon Emperor Anti-Divine Technique that I cultivated?"
That's right, the power of the Dragon Emperor's anti-divine technique is also the most rigid and masculine, and it is majestic. In addition, Chu Yi's blood veins all over his body seemed to be boiling, and they were boiling hot, all of this, he couldn't help but think about it, whether the martial arts in this stone tablet were related to the Dragon Emperor's anti-divine technique, what did he not know?
If it was really what Chu Yi thought, then this martial art was undoubtedly extremely suitable for him. If he can successfully cultivate, then the change and improvement of his combat power will not be comparable to other martial arts in the Martial Saint Ridge at all!
Thinking of this, Chu Yi hurriedly calmed down, hugged Yuan Shouyi, sat down cross-legged under this stone stele, immersed himself in the martial arts aura emanating from the stone stele, and worked hard to understand and comprehend the mystery contained in it.
I don't know how long he bathed and immersed himself in this martial arts breath, Chu Yi felt that his entire body and mind had become extremely transparent, as if his whole person had completely integrated into this majestic breath and merged with it as a whole.
Suddenly, Chu Yi felt that there seemed to be a thunderbolt in his mind, flashing by. However, even in that fleeting moment, an extremely ancient and mysterious mental method has been very clearly engraved in the depths of his mind, and no matter how long it has passed, it cannot be erased. Chu Yi's body suddenly trembled.
"It's... The martial arts contained in this stone tablet?"
This sudden and astonishing change made Chu Yi stunned for a while, and then he finally reacted, and his heart was suddenly ecstatic. He forcibly suppressed the surging tide of his heart and checked the content of this martial art.
""Dragon Martial Prajna Palm, a heaven-level high-grade spiritual technique, is a powerful martial art left behind by the Dragon Martial Sage when he passed away a thousand years ago. The Dragon Martial Sage learned this spiritual technique from his master, a powerhouse of the Divine Martial Realm. ”
"The dragon is like a palm, to the just to the yang, majestic, in the palm, contains a great trend, like the suppression of the mountains, the rivers are rushing, the power sweeps the heavens, invincible. Cultivating to perfection, it is enough to open mountains and crack stones, pump rivers and break seas, like a true dragon descending into the world, and the divine power is great!"
"It's just that this spiritual art requires people with extremely strong physical bodies and extremely surging blood qi to cultivate and exert enough power, and this spiritual art seems to have imperfect shortcomings. Even the master of the Dragon Martial Saint, who had cultivated to the Gundam Divine Martial Realm, was unimaginably deep, and he was unable to exert all the power that the Dragon Martial Palm should have. It seems that it is necessary to be a strong person whose physical body has reached the supreme perfection in order to use this technique perfectly. ”
"The dragon is like a palm, to the just to the yang, majestic, in the palm, contains a great trend, like the suppression of the mountains, the rivers are rushing, the power sweeps the heavens, invincible. Cultivating to perfection, it is enough to open mountains and crack stones, pump rivers and break seas, like a true dragon descending into the world, and the divine power is great!"
"It's just that this spiritual art requires people with extremely strong physical bodies and extremely surging blood qi to cultivate and exert enough power, and this spiritual art seems to have imperfect shortcomings. Even the master of the Dragon Martial Saint, who had cultivated to the Gundam Divine Martial Realm, was unimaginably deep, and he was unable to exert all the power that the Dragon Martial Palm should have. It seems that it is necessary to be a strong person whose physical body has reached the supreme perfection in order to use this technique perfectly. ”