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In the middle of the platform on the right side stand four splendid sculptures, the four sculptures are lifelike, like real people, they have their own charm, or ethereal, or profound, or vast, or domineering, and a momentum of looking at the world emerges from the sculptures.

Feel it with your heart, the four sculptures seem to come to life again, they come from the long river of time, with supreme glory and light, illuminating history and the future.

They are legends, they are legends, they are hopes......

The four sculpture pedestals are each five meters high and wide, and their names are engraved in the middle of the front of the pedestal, they are Kong Ming, Xingxing, Xia Xia, and Tao Tao, and below the names is the introduction of their legendary lives. Every word is sparkling, shining with one legend after another.

The four of them are students recognized by the Holy Courtyard since its establishment, and they have successfully graduated from the Holy Courtyard and set foot in that legendary place.

Their qualifications are incomparable, their deeds are earth-shattering, and their legends are constantly being interpreted......

They are gods, worshipped by the warriors of the mainland, they are idols, they are the objects of imitation by all talents, they are benchmarks, and there are many immortal talents who intend to surpass them......

There are many warriors on the platform, who remember the great achievements of the sages, trace the footprints of the sages, and understand the supreme way of the sages......

Feng Ming came in a hurry and hurried away. The four are not the objects of his emulsion, nor are they the benchmarks he wants to surpass. The benchmark he wants to surpass is the "torture ancestor". Feng Ming also thought about whether the "Torture Ancestor" was one of the four of them, but then denied it. Strictly speaking, the four sculptures are not sculptures, but a life-size model with a trace of spirit of the four people refined by an extremely clever refining technique. The aura displayed by the four sculptures is very different from that of the "torture ancestor".

"Torture Ancestor" is violent and arrogant, bloody and cruel, irritable and unpredictable, reckless and arrogant, deep and far-reaching, giving Feng Ming the feeling that it is a complex, giving people an indescribable feeling.

The "Torture Ancestor" gave a 50,000-year period for Feng Ming to surpass. Fifty thousand years was an unimaginably long time for Feng Ming, he had never heard of a martial artist on the mainland who had lived for more than 50,000 years. In such a long time as 50,000 years, he was so small that he didn't even count as dust. However, in the words of "torture ancestor", 50,000 years seems to be a flick of a finger.

The different understandings of time are enough to show the huge gap between them. The "Torture Ancestor" is an insurmountable peak. And the "Torture Ancestor" did use a sarcastic tone to determine that even if Feng Ming was given 50,000 years, Feng Ming would not be able to surpass it.

The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and the words of "torture ancestor" aroused Feng Ming's arrogance. Feng Ming's pride is in his bones, and his pride is strong. The "torture ancestor" looked at the person through the crack in the door and flattened him, and he was still not convinced. And he has an account to settle with the "torture ancestor", he wants to surpass the "torture ancestor", and then break it with the "torture ancestor" little by little. Moreover, if Fengming wants to achieve his new goals, he must also surpass one peak after another.

Feng Ming walked to the platform on the left, there were many warriors on the platform, sitting cross-legged one by one, staring intently at the two slightly dark stone walls on the east and north sides.

Directly above the stone wall on the north side, there are two large characters - Divine Wall. The tone was so loud that it was crowned with the word "Shenbi", but there was neither text nor pattern under those two words. If you look closely, the stone walls are as deep as the night sky, giving people an endless sense of mystery. Other than that, there is nothing out of the ordinary.

From time to time, some of the warriors sitting cross-legged sighed, shook their heads, and left lonely.

Feng Ming had just come to the Holy Courtyard, and he didn't know much about the Holy Courtyard, and when he saw so many martial artists sitting in a cross-section, and the people who had left all showed endless regret, he realized that there should be something strange here.

"May I ask Brother Tai, why are so many people sitting here, and what is the secret here?" Feng Ming asked as he stopped an early Martial Emperor who seemed to be loyal and honest.

The early stage martial emperor, who was still immersed in regret, did not raise his head, and said: "One hundred high stage Yuan Shi, know everything, say everything!"

Then he raised his head and glanced at Feng Ming: "Hey, the uncrowned king! ”

"You're poor and crazy! A few big roads ask for 200 high-grade yuan stones. You might as well rob it. ”

"If I could, I would have ransacked you. You're the other student's coveted raider. If you agree to have a competition with me, I can also waive your consultation fee. ”

Feng Ming smiled dumbly, this seemingly loyal and honest guy is not loyal and honest at all, and he is a megalomaniac, and the relationship between the students of the Holy Academy is a naked Yuanshi relationship.

"Of course it's profitable, as long as I hit you, I can win the bet of ninety million high-grade yuan stones. ”

"Why do you win a bet of 90 million high-grade yuan stones if you defeat me? I didn't promise to bet with you. ”

"It seems that you don't know the rules of the fighting ring either. The minimum bet to open the competition table is 100 million high-grade yuan stones, and the Holy Courtyard draws 10 million, and the winner can get 90 million. Higher stakes, negotiable by both parties. This is the rule of the fighting table. How's that, are you interested?"

Hearing this, Feng Ming was frightened in his heart, the people of the Holy Academy were definitely reincarnated as skinners, one out of ten, and the heart was too dark, the students called back and forth, and in the end, the little yuan stone on the students had to be carried into the pockets of the people of the Holy Academy.

"You are so confident, you are definitely a genius, the difference between you and me is so big, with small arms and legs, you can't withstand a few hits of a peerless talent like you, I don't want to be the wronged leader, it's better to be honest!" Feng Ming teased.

Now is not the time to set foot in the competition platform, Feng Ming is rational, once he sets a precedent, he will be disturbed by people, when he steps on the three thousand steps, the snowflake-like challenge Jade Jian is enough to explain everything.

"To be honest, I think it's a man with his tail between his legs, and he is blind to the name of 'Uncrowned King'!"

Feng Ming didn't take this person's ridicule to heart at all, after life and death, his heart has already reached the realm of "not being happy with things, not being sad with himself". He wants to follow his own path, and as for what others say about him, he doesn't care at all.

"Say it!"

Feng Ming handed out two hundred high-grade yuan stones. Two hundred high-grade yuan stones, for him, are a drop in the bucket and insignificant. The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, the people in the Holy Courtyard are all so virtuous, and the students of the Holy Courtyard are similar, and they take Yuanshi for everything. This should be a common imagination in the Holy House.

"A rich man is a rich man, if you want to put others aside, just a hundred yuan stones, who told you that there are so many yuan stones that there is nowhere to spend them? You must know that you are so generous, I would like to ask for more." ”

"Can you get to the point!"

Feng Ming is full of black lines, this guy is not only arrogant, but also a chatter, which makes Feng Ming annoyed, if he wants to put it elsewhere, he will slap this guy away.

"Yo! I'm angry! I don't have a lot of ability, but my temper is not small, this is not good, it is easy to cause trouble, and I have to change it!"

The look of the goods was earnest, which made Feng Ming roll his eyes, this thing turned out to be a broken thought, similar to the old woman.

"Bring the Yuanshi. You're going to find the object of your chatter and find a stone to chat!" Feng Ming stretched out his hand, he really couldn't stand it.

"Don't! I said. ”

The goods hurriedly put the yuan stone into the storage ring, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are also meat, and it is just a matter of a few words, and it is not profitable.

As soon as the floodgates opened, they couldn't contain it, and the spit flew everywhere. That conversation began in ancient times.

Feng Ming saw the appearance of the frown's eyebrows, and wanted to kick him to the ground, and then use the sole of his shoe to pump a hundred times on his big mouth. He couldn't speak for the rest of his life.

Feng Ming roughly figured out the situation, turned around and left, he really couldn't help but want to do it.

That thing has said so much, in essence, it can be made clear in two sentences: this stone wall hides the supreme martial arts, and the inheritance of the dominant-level forces on the continent comes from here.

"I haven't finished talking yet, don't go! My surname is Bai, my name is Bai Lao, welcome to come to me again!" the thing said loudly to Feng Ming's back.

Feng Ming listened, he slipped faster than a rabbit, and he accepted the goods. This forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and I inadvertently ran into a strange one!

Feng Ming found a place to sit cross-legged. This sacred wall is probably a supreme treasure place. First, its name, the Divine Wall, is definitely not simple to have such a name in the Holy Courtyard, and secondly, the inheritance of those dominant-level forces comes from here, which also shows that the value of this place is immeasurable. This also confirms the saying that "the world's martial arts come out of the Holy Academy".

However, in a place like this, if you want to make a profit, it often depends on chance. When the opportunity comes, it can't be stopped; if the opportunity is not enough, no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to gain a single star. Many warriors shook their heads and left in frustration before, which also shows that it is not easy to gain something here.

Feng Ming has great expectations here. According to his speculation, such a place is the essence of the Holy Courtyard, and the word "Shenbi" is enough to show that it is extraordinary, and the sages have made some achievements here, and by virtue of the establishment of the sect, it can be seen that there is indeed a hidden martial arts here.

Feng Ming hugged Yuan Shouyi and closed his eyes tightly, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and allowed himself to reach a state of emptiness.

After a while, Feng Ming opened his eyes, and two essences shot out like lightning, and as soon as the old Taoist essence touched the stone wall, he was swallowed by the stone wall, only to see a black and dark one, and his eyes could not see through. Feng Ming stared at it for a long time, but he didn't gain anything. Feng Ming had to withdraw his gaze.

After a little pranayama, Feng Ming's divine consciousness poured into the stone wall like a tide, and the stone wall swallowed Feng Ming's divine consciousness inside, but it was still dark except for darkness, and there was nothing abnormal in it. Feng Ming urged his divine sense, and his divine consciousness poured out like a rushing river, rushing into the darkness.

"Scatter! scatter!"

Feng Ming roared loudly, and regardless of consumption, he urged his divine consciousness to be injected into the darkness, intending to disperse the darkness and obtain the supreme martial arts under the cover of the darkness. But the darkness was thick and condensed, and Feng Ming's divine sense couldn't shake it at all.

After a while, Feng Ming's divine sense quickly dried up, his face turned pale, and the sweat of the bean was rolling down, and his face showed a look of pain, but Feng Ming's eyes were beating with crazy flames, the sages could do it, why couldn't he do it.

"Fight!"

Feng Ming was injured with his divine sense, and with a resolute look, he injected all the remaining divine consciousness into the darkness.

There was a soft "buzz", and Feng Ming immediately fainted, his body was still sitting cross-legged, but his head was drooping. Feng Ming's divine consciousness was all exhausted, so that he couldn't bear it anymore and passed out, but the darkness in the stone wall was still there, and there was chaos. He exhausted all his divine sense, but he couldn't tear through the darkness.

In order to obtain the supreme martial arts here, Feng Ming took enough risks this time. All the divine consciousness is depleted, and it is not easy to replenish it, even if there are many good things in him. If other people were to do it, they wouldn't dare to do it like him.

Feng Ming's body sat quietly on the platform in front of the Divine Wall, motionless......

During Feng Ming's coma, the saying that Feng Ming was a cowardly and a soft egg spread all over the sky. Under Bai Lao's oil and vinegar, Feng Ming's image was ruined to nothing. And the rumors about Fengming, people have always been concerned, so one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and it made ups and downs.

This kind of news made the other students full of confidence, and they all desperately hoped to force Feng Ming to the competition platform, and they all believed that they could trample Feng Ming under their feet and get enough oil and water on him.

It is rumored that Qiu Hai was strong in battle, and from the beginning of stepping into the "Golden Ancient Road" until entering the Holy Courtyard, he repeatedly created miracles, but they did not see with their own eyes how those miracles were created. Seeing is believing, hearing is false, as the pride of the sky, they are full of self-confidence, and they do not believe in evil. What's more, there are rumors that those people were killed by Qiu Hai's conspiracy, and some people say that Qiu Hai used anti-heaven resources. This also casts a veil of mystery over the legend of Qiu Hai.

And Qiu Hai's performance of the three thousand steps and the low-voiced appearance after that are really difficult to match the founder of the legend. And this just proves the "conspiracy theory" or "anti-natural resource theory".

Because of this, there are many students who want to be ruthless and revenge the sea, and they are full of confidence. In the arena, how to play conspiracy, and more importantly, on the arena, it is not allowed to use resources, only rely on combat power to fight, this is the rule of the Holy Academy. Qiu Hai's two most important reliance have been contained, and the other students are naturally full of confidence, especially if they can end the legend, it is cool enough!

Qiu Hai can fight beyond the ranks, they all believe it, but only relatively speaking, it is only for those martial artists outside the Holy Courtyard, and in the face of those martial artists outside, they also have the ability to fight beyond the ranks. They are the elite of the elite.

If you want to fight in the Holy Courtyard here, it will be difficult! They are not those cats and dogs outside.

Therefore, they racked their brains one by one and thought about how to force Qiu Hai to make a move.

In the meantime, it is natural that the promoter is behind the scenes.

The Blood Killing Alliance and the Four Alliances want to get rid of Qiu Hai as soon as possible, but due to the rules of the Eastern Courtyard, they can't come up with many ways, and kidnapping Qiu Hai on the competition platform and letting him break it is the most ideal strategy. Once the goal is achieved, it is essentially equivalent to strangling Feng Ming, and when he arrives in the West Courtyard, it is just a matter of a snap of his fingers to clean up Qiu Hai.

The Blood Killing Alliance and the Four Alliances are afraid of the growth of Qiu Hai, and they want to disrupt its progress.

In one of the most top-level caves of the Martial Dao General Peak, at this time, there were no less than forty people in the middle stage of the martial arts alone. These people were the young men of the Four Alliances, the Blood Killing Alliance, and the Shenwu Sect in the West Courtyard, and most of them followed Feng Ming into the East Courtyard of the Holy Courtyard at this time.

Their task is to hold back Feng Ming's footsteps in the East Courtyard, disrupt Feng Ming's rhythm, slow down Feng Ming's growth, and preferably make Feng Ming penniless, or kill Feng Ming.

It is difficult to move an inch without Yuanshi in the East Courtyard, and without Yuanshi, even an immortal talent will become a mediocre talent.

The "Mill of Heaven and Earth" failed to strangle Feng Ming, making the high-level leaders of the Four Alliances, the Blood Killing Alliance, and the Shenwu Sect uneasy. The six young heroes of the dominant-level forces poured out, and this time there were as many as 5,000 people who entered the Eastern Courtyard, and the lowest realm was the early stage Martial Emperor, and the highest realm was close to the high stage Martial Emperor. They plan to join forces with the masters of the Western Courtyard to form a net of heaven and earth, and complete their efforts in one battle, completely strangling Feng Ming.

Feng Ming let the six dominant-level forces stick in their throats, and they were not unhappy. Feng Ming is enjoying the top "treatment" of the six dominant-level forces, and the camp sent by the six dominant-level forces is also unprecedentedly luxurious.

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