Zhao Yu looked at the scene unfolding in front of him and was slightly stunned.

The interior of this wooden alley is actually just an ordinary stone chamber that can no longer be ordinary.

It's more of a humble cave than a stone chamber.

There was nothing in the cave except for a futon under the front wall.

Zhao Yu stepped forward and looked down.

It was a futon woven from the most ordinary reeds, and there was nothing special about it.

The ghost sent the gods, Zhao Yu sat cross-legged on the futon, and the surging killing intent in his heart actually dissipated completely after sitting on the futon.

Faintly, a sense of guilt suddenly emerged in Zhao Yu's heart.

It seems that every time he swung the knife before, in Zhao Yu's heart at this moment, a trace of repentance would brew.

The inscriptions around his body appeared again, and Zhao Yu gradually closed his eyes slightly, and his hands were slowly raised, showing signs of closing.

But at this time, Zhao Yu's mind flashed the figures of Jiang Yuyan and Erha, as well as those victims who died of cold and starvation.

The tyrannical aura in his heart instantly swelled, and he forcibly stretched Zhao Yu's already closed hands apart.

"You're right, but that's your ......"

Zhao Yu opened his eyes suddenly, staring at a figure emerging from the wall in front of him.

At this moment, he finally understood that this was the retreat place of Patriarch Bodhidharma.

It is rumored that Patriarch Bodhidharma faced the wall somewhere in Shaolin Temple, sat for 12 years, and finally left his shadow on the stone wall.

In fact, what is left is not only the shadow of Patriarch Bodhidharma, but also his compassion......

After Zhao Yu got up, the futon turned into ashes in an instant, and on the stone wall that was originally empty around him, twelve shadows appeared.

Sitting, standing, or lying down......

Zhao Yu looked at the past one by one, but his mind showed every move of the original Bodhidharma Patriarch here.

In the last picture, the figure left by Patriarch Bodhidharma on the stone wall gradually dissipates.

And Zhao Yu stared at this gradually dissipating figure, and the time he watched was also the longest.

Slowly, Zhao Yu found that this figure did not dissipate, but transformed into an ethereal thing.

Formless and phaseless!!

Zhao Yu, who was looking at the figure on the stone wall, didn't seem to notice that the energy around him was gathering and dissipating as the figure dissipated.

This is a practice, if Zhao Yu can survive, he will be like a sweeping monk, and he will understand the artistic conception left by the Patriarch Bodhidharma.

If he can't stand it, Zhao Yu's cultivation will be like the last figure, and it will dissipate into nothingness!

But Zhao Yuwuxiu's talent is really ...... Unsightly!

The more he looked at it, the faster Zhao Yu's internal breath flowed, and the faster his own cultivation dissipated.

If it continues like this, in less than a few breaths, Zhao Yu will retreat into the little hundred households who can only rely on the skills of copying the family to eat!

And what's even worse is that after so many things, no one is willing to give him a chance anymore, let him be a small hundred households who can only raid their homes in peace!!

This seems to be a dead end for Zhao Yu, who is usually gifted with Sheila.

However......

Zhao Yu's palm suddenly moved, and a sharp short sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

The guy smiled strangely, and then stepped forward, stabbing his sword into the stone wall above, and directly pulling out the entire wall along the spread of the shadow.

"How simple!"

Looking at the stone wall that was taken out of the whole piece, Zhao Yu raised his hand slightly, and the stone wall in front of him disappeared into the stone cave in an instant.

Zhao Yu's mind sank into the system backpack and looked at the stone wall.

Unlike the streamers of other martial arts cheats, there are mists around this stone wall, obscuring the original appearance.

And all this is not a matter for Zhao Yu at all.

Because the system backpack has its own identification function, everything will be clear at a glance when Zhao Yu is staring and watching.

"it?!"

When Zhao Yu saw the system backpack's explanation of this stone wall, he was immediately shocked.

Surprise, not surprise, but shock!

"What the hell is this world?"

Looking at the explanation given by the system backpack, Zhao Yu felt a chill all over.

In this stone slab, there is a skill that Zhao Yu is familiar with, a divine skill that has almost departed from the secular martial arts.

Yuanji ...... Moco Immeasurable!!

No wonder, the sweeping monk who has comprehended one of the artistic conceptions will even be afraid of Zhang Sanfeng.

At this time, Zhao Yu realized that if it weren't for the old monk's mercy, if it weren't for his own golden bell jar that had reached perfection.

He is not an opponent of the sweeping monk at all.

Unless......

Desperately in danger of depleting up again, forcibly cast the lion's roar that has reached its peak!

But this is a life-fighting trick, so it's best not to use it if you can!

……

It's been almost a year since I came to Daqian, and all along, Zhao Yu just thinks that Daqian is a martial arts world.

But he didn't want to, after seeing the explanation of the system backpack to Shibi, Zhao Yu was completely sober.

This world is not as simple as he seems.

And those so-called martial arts masters are actually just some small shrimps that have surfaced!

The masters who can really stir up the storm have not yet appeared!

And the ...... that prevents these real masters from competing for world domination

Zhao Yu immediately thought of the Baolong clan and the emperor, and then thought of the number of luck that Zhang Sanfeng had told him.

Daqian enjoys his own luck, and as long as the fortune of the dynasty does not dissipate, those real masters will not appear.

What is the reason for this fear and taboo, Zhao Yu himself can't figure it out.

However, now that he has got this opportunity, Zhao Yu is finally one step ahead!

Looking at the stone wall in the system's backpack, Zhao Yu's heart was a little fixed.

If Zhao Yu is not mistaken, this divine skill in front of him, even in the high martial arts world, is a first-class existence.

There are three kinds of Moke Wuliang, which are the earth pole, the heavenly pole and the Yuan pole in Zhao Yu's backpack.

The Demon Lord's earth pole Moke is immeasurable, born from the heavenly pole of God, and the heavenly pole created by God is comprehension and primordial pole......

Thinking about it, Zhao Yu gradually remembered.

At the beginning, it seems to have been mentioned that God came to the Shaolin Woodman Alley and comprehended the immeasurable Moko.

After clearing the thoughts in his mind, Zhao Yu immediately thought of a place.

"Leshan Giant Buddha, Lingyun Cave ......"

If it is really as he thinks, then the beginning of all opportunities should be Lingyun Cave.

There are not only rare blood Bodhi, but also the divine beast Fire Qilin, and even the dragon vein......

Of course, the inheritance of Wu Invincible cannot be let go!

"How does this feel like it's a joke......"

Zhao Yu, who had cleared his thoughts, muttered to himself as he walked towards the gate that gradually appeared behind him.

Fortunately, although Daqian is not a prosperous era now, he is still prosperous, and those demons and monsters will not appear in a short time.

But Zhao Yu couldn't even think of killing him, because Ah Fa was a calf, Daqian's luck had begun to collapse!