That vision was very bright, containing countless hopes, which was the hope of a sect elder for his disciples. That gaze, Su Hao was no stranger, reminded him of a person, a person who also had high hopes for him in the Nine Sealed Doors.

Sect Master, Lin Haotian!

It's just that I don't know if the people of the Nine Sealed Sects have succeeded in obtaining the sect resources that belong to the next round after he left.

With Lin Hao here, maybe it won't be so bleak.

He muttered in his heart, came back to his senses, and looked at Wang Shi with a puzzled face.

"Master, is it possible that in addition to the innate martial vein, there are no disciples who can comprehend it from above?" Yun Fan asked with some unwillingness, as a martial cultivator, he naturally hoped that the farther he walked on the avenue, the martial god diagram was in front of him, but he was told that he could not be comprehended.

This made him very unwilling.

This is a fact that is difficult for any martial artist to accept.

"That's right, except for the innate martial vein, it is difficult for any other martial cultivator to truly comprehend that martial god diagram. Wang Shi nodded and said solemnly. Immediately, he looked at Yun Fan, who was a little gloomy, and slowly spoke: "Although you can't understand the Martial God Diagram, the murals around this wall also contain some of the exercises in the Martial God Diagram, you can observe and understand it here." ”

"Haizong, it's time to rise!" Wang Shi's cloudy eyes burst out with a brilliant light.

After speaking, Wang Shi walked towards Su Hao and said solemnly: "The hope of Haizong is on you, we only have three years, if we can't rise in three years, then the fate that our Haizong is waiting for is dissolution!"

After saying that, he turned and left, his body was extremely depressed, and there was a heavy depression.

In the silent cave, only Su Hao and Yun Fan were left.

Staring at the back of the old man leaving, Su Hao's heart trembled slightly. In the silence, there was a decision in my heart. Although he is not a real innate martial vein, he must rise with the Sea Sect.

The old man's cultivation is not very high, and the fluctuations in his cultivation from his body. You can know that it is only the first realm of the five realms of the Yudan!

He didn't know what Haizong was facing and why the old man said that.

None of this is important, the important thing is to restore his own cultivation, once he returns to the state he was in now, he will have more ability to face all problems. Haejong, maybe it's his second home in Nanbu...

In the cave, Su Hao walked slowly along the murals.

The end of the mural. There is a stone monument.

The stele is quaint, and it is carved with dense stripes, which are intertwined and outlined into a painting. The painting is like a black hole, deep and unfathomable, and when the gaze falls on it, after a long pause, there will be a real tear in the mind.

This kind of painting. It's no longer a painting. It's the rules, it's the source.

This kind of thing. He had seen the ferryman and Sen Luo, and there seemed to be a curse in his body, and that curse was the same as the rule, the origin. He is no stranger, so there is a certain resistance to this. Able to withstand the coercion emanating from that source.

Yun Fan was different, this was the first time he had seen the Martial God Diagram.

His mind was instantly drawn in, but soon, he was shocked to find that his body was trembling. His martial veins are shaking, and if he is watching, it is very likely that his martial veins will be broken because of this.

Poof!

"This... This is the Martial God Diagram!" his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes widened, and he looked at the stone tablet incredulously.

It took a long time to calm down.

Silently turned around and left, Wang Shi didn't lie to him, and now he doesn't even have the qualifications to observe. Maybe it really didn't have anything to do with him, sighing, his eyes fell on a mural on the rock wall.

The mind quickly sank in.

"Martial God Diagram?" Su Hao muttered to himself, Wu, he is no stranger, to be precise, he is also a person who practices martial arts.

In the Nanwu Continent, he also remembered a person, a witch, in that ancient temple, who taught him the martial god classics. I don't know, which sect is she?

These thoughts were only flashed, and they were suppressed by Su Hao, and his mind fell on the martial god diagram again, and he began to observe it seriously.

The Martial God Diagram is a stone tablet.

Su Hao Panxi sat in front of the stele, staring at the stele, and could feel the coercion in it, which was the coercion of the origin.

"Strange, how can the Martial God in the Nanwu Continent be able to understand the origin?" Su Hao muttered to himself, meditating for a moment and then no longer speaking. The origin is not what he can understand now, it is not at his current level.

After a moment of silence, his mind sank and he stared at the stele.

The stele is simple, the lines are innumerable, dense, very complex, like a map of the sky, very deep and mysterious. A striped road, like a python swimming, staggered and outlined into a net, can not be seen.

The Martial God Diagram, rumored, records the martial arts inheritance of the Martial God, and it is the natal diagram!

In the Nanwu Continent, there is such a saying, once you realize the Divine Diagram, you will become a Martial God in ten years! From this, it can also be seen that the preciousness of the Martial God Diagram is that it can break through to become a Martial God.

And the Martial God is the highest symbol of the Nanwu Continent!

In the silent cave, the dim candle flame was shining, and a little light gradually emanated from the stone tablet, which shrouded Su Hao, very mysterious, and there seemed to be a breath circulating in the faint air.

Time passed bit by bit, I don't know how long it has been, Su Hao opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, because of excessive consumption, the whole person looked depressed.

"It's not the law and the origin!" Su Hao muttered to himself, he was still too far away from that realm. But he had felt it so close that he had a deep sense of the origin.

After this period of observation, he found that the runes in the stone tablet contained not the origin but a kind of force.

A divine figure composed of force.

Moreover, it is not as Wang Shi said, that the innate martial veins can be perceived, but that the divine sense and force need to be integrated into it at the same time to be able to see the clues.

The Nanwu Continent is full of martial cultivation!

Martial arts self-cultivation!

There is no divine sense, but the body and perception are practiced.

Perception is different from divine consciousness, and it is two different concepts.

This is also the reason why Haizong has not cracked it for so many years. The martial cultivator who left this stone tablet was an immortal martial practitioner, so what he left behind was also extraordinary.

On the stone stele, it is very simple, and the meaning is just that there is no fixed number of martial arts and martial arts.

There is no limit to martial arts!

Every martial artist has countless veins in his body, and these veins are either light or dark, sinking or floating, yin or yang, etc., all of which are different. And the opening of the veins that Zen said in the martial arts cultivation is just the opening of the eight martial veins.

In addition to the eight veins, there are many veins in the spirit body!

These veins also need to be opened, and the more veins are opened, the greater the possibility of becoming immortals. And the stripes carved on the stone tablet are the martial veins left by the monk at the beginning.

In his entire life, he opened nine hundred and ninety-nine veins!

Nine hundred veins are the god of martial arts!

And the veins in many places are a step further!

(To be continued.) )