I don't know how long it took for Marven to wake up, open his eyes, and find a kind white-bearded old man smiling at him, and when he looked closely, it was the Grand Magister Morris, so he struggled to get up and asked, "Master Morris, why am I here with you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as he got up, his head suddenly dizzy, "What happened last night? Shouldn't I be practicing martial arts in the suburbs?"

"Huh, where is the martial spirit? Why isn't he there?" Marven looked around and found that the martial soul was nowhere to be seen, and at the same time found that his body seemed to be empty, and there seemed to be something missing.

"Oops! The fighting spirit in my body is gone!" After a while, Marven reacted and exclaimed------- the fighting spirit in his body was completely gone, and now his body was almost no different from ordinary people.

"Don't worry, Marven. You need to recuperate now. Morris helped him, took out the Taiji stone from the storage ring, put it on the tabletop at the head of the bed, and said with a slight smile: "In order to improve your martial arts skills quickly, the martial soul impatient transplanted his memory, that is, the martial imprint, into your mind, but that guy didn't expect that the soul power contained in the ancient martial arts inheritance was extremely huge, and it not only instantly destroyed your consciousness, but also absorbed your fighting spirit." ”

After hearing this, Marven couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, "Then master, is it possible for my fighting spirit to come back?" Marven couldn't be said to be anxious at the moment, his own fighting spirit comparable to that of a paladin was quite difficult to obtain, and if he lost it rashly, his strength would undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

"Hehe, it's not that you can't come back, although your fighting qi is not in your body for the time being, but they have been integrated into your mind along with the ancient martial arts inheritance, if you can gradually think about the ancient martial arts contained in the martial arts brand, this fighting qi should also return to your body little by little. Not only that, but it will also become more refined. Morris stroked his long beard and kept comforting Marven.

"But Master, I can't think of anything!" Marven closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and his brain began to ache sharply again.

"Don't worry, this is not in a hurry. Morris silently recited an unknown incantation, and Marven only felt that his manic mood had gradually calmed down.

"In the past few months, you have been obsessed with the cultivation of martial arts, and your body has reached the limit of what it can bear. Morris looked at Marven, who was haggard and shook his head slightly, "Although I don't know martial arts, I know that I can't blindly seek quick results in any aspect of cultivation." If you dive in and think slowly, you may have a deeper understanding. ”

"I see, Master. Marven bowed his head and said: "It's me who is too anxious." ”

"You can't be blamed entirely for that. Morris shook his head and smiled bitterly, and sighed: "That martial soul has lived for more than ten thousand years, but it is still so impetuous, if it hadn't been discovered early, a good seedling would have almost been destroyed......"

"Thank you Master for coming to the rescue!" Realizing that Morris had done him a great favor, Marven thanked him repeatedly.

"It's nothing, it's just a gesture. Morris smiled and waved his hand, "You can stay with me for a while, you can study more of the various wisdom crystallization of different civilization eras, you know, martial arts spans several civilization eras, and the civilization achievements of different civilization eras will more or less have the shadow of martial arts, maybe, studying them can also bring some inspiration to your martial arts breakthrough." ”

"Okay, then bother the master. Marven thought about it for a while, and quickly agreed, anyway, he couldn't use the brand of martial arts to recover his martial arts in a short period of time, and he was idle, so it would be good to follow Master Morris to learn more about some ancient civilizations.

For the rest of the day, Marven spent every morning wandering with Master Morris in his spatial enchantment. In the afternoon, when Morris went to the Brut City Square, he would often take Zhang Feng to listen together, and in the middle of the night, when no one was around, he insisted on meditating. After more than a month, his mind was much calmer, and although he still couldn't open the martial imprint in his mind, his magic cultivation had increased significantly.

"Martial arts are only one of the manifestations of the power of civilization, civilization is all-encompassing, and any civilization achievement is worthy of attention and research. ”

"But Master Morris, how vast the civilization is, just a few martial arts, it can already be called broad and profound, mortal life is limited, and it is difficult to comprehend the essence of civilization in his life, how can he inherit and develop such a vast and great ancient civilization?" After seeing the crystallization of wisdom formed by countless science and technology, magic, martial arts, and even music and art, and literary masterpieces, Marven couldn't help but sigh, just the ancient martial arts made him deeply feel profound and mysterious, and it was probably difficult to grasp its essence in his lifetime. And how difficult the revival of civilization will be, Marven only feels that there is little hope.

"Civilization is indeed vast, but it is also created step by step by all living beings, so no matter how great a civilization is, it is not impossible to inherit, and you should not blindly indulge in martial arts. Morris smiled slightly, and led him into a huge room in the spatial enchantment, "Although the manifestations of civilization are different, they can trigger each other's inspiration, in ancient times, there was a master of science and technology who said that scientists should also have literary and artistic cultivation, if the two cannot be combined, they will not be able to become a great ......."

"In the same way, a great magician must also have a good linguistic and literary cultivation, if you can integrate the ancient dragon language, the ancient elven language, and the language of the gods, then you will also be able to better understand and memorize those obscure spells, and you will get twice the result with half the effort!"

"A man of letters can create great works from a piece of music, and the complex and rigorous study of the game is the source of wisdom for strategists and strategists......"

"Hmm...... I see. Marven bowed slightly, deeply convinced, and then asked, "Then master, how can the cultivation of martial arts trigger inspiration?"

"Marven, first of all, you have to ask your heart. Morris turned to look at him, a mysterious smile on his face.

"My heart?" Marven looked puzzled.

"Yes, in your heart, ask it, what is your original intention in practicing martial arts, and what are you fighting for?"

"Freedom! I fight for freedom and peace!" Marven suddenly appeared in his heart, as well as the countless Xia brothers, "I promised my brother, I want to let the Xia people get rid of the name of heresy, so that people of different races and beliefs can live freely under this blue sky!" Marven's voice was not loud, but his tone was firm and powerful, and after witnessing countless discrimination and prejudice, persecution and killing, this idea in his heart had become unprecedentedly strong.

"Very well!" Maurice nodded appreciatively, stroking his beard and said, "Achieving freedom and peace is the ultimate way to end this dark age, when people are free from prejudice and hostility, and can respect and tolerate each other, then the world will no longer be torn apart by religious wars, and the dawn of civilization revival will return......

"Marven, as a true martial artist, you must always understand what you are fighting for, only in this way can you obtain a steady stream of spiritual sources and perseverance!"

Morris waved his wand lightly, only to hear a soft "bang", and countless hieroglyphs of different shapes suddenly appeared on the walls around him.

"These are ......" Marven stared at these unfamiliar words with simple or elegant shapes, but a long-lost sense of familiarity emerged in his heart.

Morris stood in front of these words and was in awe, "These products of the ancient Xia civilization are an art called 'calligraphy'. ”

"Calligraphy?" Marven looked at these familiar hieroglyphs and said curiously: "It's just the handwriting of some ancient characters, and this can also become art?"

"Hehe, young man, don't underestimate your nation, it has passed through several civilizations, and has left countless artistic treasures, and this ancient Xia script has been inherited for thousands of years, broad and profound, and every stroke is very profound, if you think carefully, maybe you can have a deeper understanding of martial arts. With that, Master Maurice began to introduce the words and fonts on the walls.

"Okay, I'll try. Marven stepped forward, stroked the font on the wall, stared for a moment, only to feel a sense of intimacy that blood was thicker than water, the boxy, decent regular script, he couldn't help but think of the majestic, offensive and defensive dragon slash, and the wild grass like flowing water in one go, but let him recall little by little the smart and elegant but fierce whirlwind slash.

"You see, this is a 'martial' word. Morris pointed to the largest text in the center of the wall, and said to Marven unhurriedly: "The true meaning of martial arts lies in 'stopping Ge', Marven, you should never forget your original intention of practicing martial arts, and fight for freedom and peace, this is the highest spiritual realm of martial artists!"

"I see, Master Maurice. Marven took a long breath and nodded heavily, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

Marven stared at the word "Wu" on the wall intently, and for a long time, he couldn't help but pull out the Qingwan sword, and use the sword skills he had learned a few days ago one by one. Not far away, Morris smiled and watched in silence before turning and disappearing into the darkness.