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There are four realms below the realm of empty martial arts, from the lowest to the bottom, in order, there is the realm of martial arts, the realm of extreme martial arts, the realm of virtual martial arts, and the realm of absolute martial arts.

The realm of martial arts is the level of martial power, which should be the level of the transcendent realm.

The realm of extreme martial arts is the power of extreme martial arts, and it should be the level of entering the holy realm.

The realm of void martial arts is the abandonment of power of void martial arts, which should be the level of the realm of heaven and man.

The realm of absolute martial arts is the absolute abandonment of strength, and it should be the level of the realm of unity.

Feiyu Boy also said that the cultivation of that predecessor has reached the realm of absolute martial arts, and the cultivation is so high that it should be a realm of unity.

As for whether it was the early stage of the Unity Realm or the peak of the Unity Realm, the Flying Feather Boy didn't say.

Although the four realms correspond to the four major levels, for the vast majority of monks, even geniuses, they have not been able to achieve the corresponding realms.

For example, the monks of the Heavenly and Human Realms have done it, but what about the abandonment of strength? I'm afraid that few people can do it completely.

And even many monks in the One Realm think that strength has everything, and they wish to use as much force as possible, so how can they be willing to give up their strength?

Isn't that giving up your own strengths?

In the past, Fang Xiaowu didn't understand whether the Empty Martial Realm was the ultimate state of the peak of the martial arts or the Great Perfection of the peak of the martial arts, but now, he finally understood.

Only when you have stepped into the Great Perfection realm at the peak of the martial arts can you be qualified to say that you have entered the realm of empty martial arts.

And this is also why for thousands of years, many monks have relied on various means, even wisdom and magic weapons, to allow themselves to cultivate to the pinnacle of martial arts, but as a result, they almost all became cannon fodder when they crossed the tribulation.

If you really want to be in the realm of empty weapons, how can you become cannon fodder casually?

It wasn't until this moment that Fang Xiaowu really realized that that senior was the real grandmaster.

The realm of this person's division is not so much the way of martial arts, but the way of cultivating immortals, as long as you cultivate according to this person's division, no matter what kind of cultivation you do, if you really want to cultivate to the realm of empty martial arts, you will naturally succeed in crossing the tribulation, shattering the void and becoming an immortal.

Fang Xiaowu's cultivation is the late stage of the Heavenly and Human Realm, which corresponds to the Void Martial Force, but it is definitely unrealistic to let him completely abandon his strength, because if he wants to completely abandon his strength, his cultivation must be the consummation of the peak of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

However, he can try to "give up his strength", and he can give up a little bit and count a little, without worrying that he will die if he has less strength.

After figuring out the purpose of "Void Martial Abandonment", Fang Xiaowu was no longer obsessed with how to increase the power of the Chalcedony Sword, the power of the Sicheng Chalcedony Sword was enough for him to use to a certain extent, the key was how he grasped the subtlety in it.

Gradually, Fang Xiaowu found that his state of mind had undergone some subtle changes, and from this change, everything in front of him became extremely clear, and there were still some trends of decomposition, even people.

All things in heaven and earth are vitality, and people are also vitality, so people can also be decomposed!

In an instant, Fang Xiaowu couldn't feel the existence of any power, everything was virtual, even himself.

In a flash of thought, Fang Xiaowu casually pulled out the chalcedony sword from the suppression of the Taikang sword.

Then, he took a few steps back, and casually made a posture of holding a sword, with no strength around him, and a kind of mystical realm was revealed in his simplicity.

Originally, there was an end to the trick of the Cangshu Daoist, that is, when the opponent got rid of his sword, because the opponent consumed a lot of physical strength, and he did not consume much, he only needed to stab forward with the sword, and the enemy could be injured under the sword in an instant.

However, when the Cangshu Daoist was about to do this, he suddenly found that he couldn't sense Fang Xiaowu's existence, although Fang Xiaowu was right in front of him, he just couldn't feel it, as if he was blind.

Suddenly, the arm of the Cangshu Daoist drooped, and the Taikang Sword was put down.

And after he glanced down at the Taikang Sword, he found that there was an extra gap on the Taikang Sword at some point, but it was destroyed by the Chalcedony Sword.

After a while, the Cangshu Daoist sighed, raised a hand, and said, "Take Fang Gongzi to the Tibetan Scripture Hall." ”

Hearing this, the martial saint hurriedly stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the other party's Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu didn't expect that he had really cracked the swordsmanship of the Cangshu Daoist, and he felt like he was in a dream.

In the blink of an eye, he came to his senses, put away the chalcedony sword, arched his hand towards the Cangshu Daoist, entered the hall, picked up Shirley, and left with the martial saint.

After the two of them left, Cangshu Dao Cai's face twitched, and with a "poof", he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was about to enter the hall and sit down to heal his wounds, when suddenly a figure flashed out, it was a tall old man.

The old man stretched out his hand to perform a magic skill on the back of the Atractylodes Daoist, gently pushed it thirteen times, and then took out a pill for the Atractylodes Daoist to swallow.

In just a few moments, the Atractylodes Daoist had been cured.

"Thank you. ”

"They are all disciples of the Demon Sect, why bother to say thank you? What, how is that kid's swordsmanship?"

"Blame. ”

"Weird?"

The old man didn't expect that the Cangshu Daoist would comment on Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship like this.

In terms of strength, he is stronger than the Cangshu Daoist, but when it comes to swordsmanship, he is not as good as the Cangshu Taoist, if the Cangshu Taoist says that Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship is "weird", then Fang Xiaowu's swordsmanship is too strange, and even the swordsmanship masters of their Demon Sect can't see through it.

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How big is the Mai Temple, Fang Xiaowu didn't have much understanding before going to the Tibetan Scripture Hall.

When he walked with Shirley and the martial saint for a long time, he really realized that this Mai Guan was simply a cultivation force, but it couldn't be seen from the outside, and it was so quiet that it was impossible to feel that there were countless monks lurking in it.

After arriving at the Tibetan Scripture Hall, the martial saint did not dare to step in, but asked Fang Xiaowu to enter.

Fang Xiaowu entered with Shirley in his arms and walked to the center, but he couldn't see half of the scriptures, and there was nothing in the huge scripture pavilion.

When Fang Xiaowu looked back, that Martial Saint had already left, and he couldn't even see a hairy shadow outside.

Fang Xiaowu was puzzled, and suddenly saw a magic light rushing up from the ground more than ten zhang in front of him, and then he saw that the ground fluctuated for a while, like water ripples.

However, in seven breaths, a platform slowly rose from the bottom, not so much a mechanism as a magic trick.

There is a chair on the platform, and a person sits on the chair.

But because the chair was facing away from the door, Fang Xiaowu only saw the person's back, not her appearance.

However, from the several ornaments worth millions on the other party's head, Fang Xiaowu could see at a glance that this person was a woman.

"Demon Queen!"

Fang Xiaowu's heart shook slightly.

He finally met Yuan Xiaoxiao's master, and the Demon Sect Leader Demon Huayuan can be said to be the female leader of the Demon Sect on an equal footing.

Almost silently, the chair on the platform turned, but it was a luxurious and high-end swivel chair.

Fang Xiaowu looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is that you?"

Fang Xiaowu asked with a little itch in his throat after staying for nearly six snaps of his fingers.