Tang Yu has long been suspicious of the four arts.

The four arts are all-encompassing, which in itself is a very simple worldview, and the real world is much more complex and concrete.

This volume of "Lu Gong's Secret Record" undoubtedly completely opened the floodgates of Tang Yu's suspicions, making him have to have more cranky thoughts.

What is practice, and what is magic?

Do these two very different abilities have something in common?

"Lu Gong's Secret Record" is undoubtedly trying to find the commonality of these two extraordinary abilities, although the attack method in the secret record still uses the magic weapon of the four arts, but its essence is to leave aside the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The magic pen casts spells and no longer follows the mysteries of calligraphy. The use of magic ink no longer respects the technique of painting.

The chess and piano are also separated from the chess and piano themselves.

The four arts are detached, but what is introduced is the principles of physical science, mechanism science, and mechanics, and these principles have no argument, and if you are an oriental practitioner, it will be very difficult to understand them.

However, for Tang Yu, a student from the earth who has received a modern materialist scientific education, he can quickly grasp the various designs in the secret record.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!" Tang Yu felt more and more powerful the more he looked at it.

He thought that there had never been a germination of technology in the East, but now it seems that he was wrong.

"Lu Gong's Secret Record" should be an alien classic in the world of cultivation.

""Warring States Classic, what else is there besides "Lu Gong's Secret Record"?"

As soon as the floodgates of this imagination opened, Tang Yu's curiosity about the cultivation world could be said to be completely opened.

Like a child, he began to imagine boundlessly, imagining that above the realm of unconfusion is a god, and above the realm of a god is a legend.

So what would it be to transcend the legend?

Are there more continents in the universe besides the Firmament Continent?

In the vast universe, is there really a saint, and what is the highest state of cultivation?

"The path of cultivation is to climb step by step, and you will have your own lifetime. I don't know how high I can climb!"

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"Young Master, you haven't slept all night! Although your cultivation is wonderful, you can't be too addicted!" Su Yong quietly walked behind Tang Yu and said softly. A look of concern.

"Got it, Subo!" Tang Yu opened the curtains, only to suddenly realize that he had been enlightened for a day and a night.

After a short rest, Tang Yu put on his sergeant uniform. Said: "Su Bo, I have to go to the Nine Sons Academy. I still have an appointment with the Hidden Killing Training Center!"

Coming out of the house, Tang Yu did not take a sedan chair, but cast spells all the way and ran away.

The cultivation atmosphere near the Great Qin Nine Sons Academy is very good, and people can be seen casting spells everywhere on the streets.

Therefore, Tang Yu does not have to worry about shocking the world, it is the same as the four arts spells, Tang Yu uses the imperial pen technique, the imperial qin technique, and he can experience the operation of the mana in his body.

"The last time I tested my mana was twenty-eight horses, I don't know if my mana can reach thirty horses now!"

Thirty horsepower of mana. That is, three hundred paragraphs, which is the mana baseline that the official mage must reach as stipulated by the Hidden Killing Building.

"Four art techniques, my advantage is obvious, don't worry about this! The mana is not enough, it should be possible to break through, and the most headache left is the true intention!"

True intention is the most important criterion for the assessment of a formal mage, and when assessing, it must reach the level of wishful thinking.

Stimulate the true intention and let the power of mana increase in geometric progression, this is the foundation of the Immortal Realm to distinguish the Cave Realm.

Tang Yu generally doesn't have that kind of artistic conception of turning around. Therefore, the power of true intention is his hard wound.

Tang Yu repeatedly thought about the shortcomings of his cultivation, and his speed was faster, and he arrived at the training hall after a while.

"The little madman is coming?"

There are already a lot of people in the training center. They all greeted Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was recommended by the Hidden Killing Building to enter the Nine Sons Academy, so he naturally liked to come to the Hidden Killing Cultivation Training Hall.

The cultivators in the training hall are not confined to the Nine Sons Academy, and some cultivators who have graduated from the Nine Sons Academy but have not yet become official mages will also practice here, in an attempt to pass the mage assessment of the Nine Sons Academy. This allows you to join one of the three major organizations.

"Brother Wang, Brother Sun, how many of you are here?"

Tang Yu greeted a few acquaintances with a smile.

Brother Wang's name is Wang Liang, a frequent visitor to the training hall, and his cultivation is also at the level of a senior apprentice, and his mana is very strong, just like Tang Yu, his true meaning is weaker.

Brother Sun's name is Sun Chun, and like Wang Liang, he is also a cultivator who has impacted the official mage, and he usually has more contact with Tang Yu, and the relationship is also relatively familiar.

"Hey, hey!" Wang Liang used his mana and suddenly cast it on the crystal wall in front of him, and the attacks of the pen, ink, qin, chess, and four art magic weapons took turns to hit the crystal wall.

The magic patterns on the crystal wall flowed, and the numbers on the top rows showed: "325, 328, 334......"

These numbers are all Arabic numerals, if in the state of Chu, I am afraid that the scholars will not be able to understand it, but in the state of Qin, everyone understands the meaning of these numbers.

Wang Liang's four arts are pure mana attacks, all of which exceed three hundred mana segments, and the mana is really thick.

After taking turns to attack, Wang Liang put away the magic weapon, turned his head to look at Tang Yu, and grinned:

"Little madman, what's wrong? Did you provoke Xu Gongzi?"

"Huh?" Tang Yu raised his eyebrows, and Sun Chun pointed to the competition hall.

In the competition hall, Xu Jie was standing on top of the competition arena, surrounded by four cultivators, and the four of them attacked him at the same time.

But seeing that one of his pens was shuttling in all directions like a dragon, the pen was sharp, and his true meaning was floating, and the power of the saints around him was stirred by him, and the magic weapons of the four people were staggered under the traction of the powerful saints.

Soon, a thin soldier couldn't resist it, and was pierced by Xu Jie's defense, and when he was marked on his shoulder, blood came out.

Seeing that their companions were injured, the remaining three people instantly collapsed in their hearts, and they retreated one after another, saying, "Young Master Xu, we are not opponents, admit defeat and admit defeat!"

"Haha! I haven't been here for a long time in this training hall, I didn't expect you guys to be so weak, boring, and boring!" Xu Jie said arrogantly.

Sun Chun snorted coldly and said, "What kind of ability is it to bully a group of intermediate apprentices? He is so powerful, why don't you compare with Brother Wang?"

Wang Liang shook his head and said: "Sun Chun, don't say it, they are still students of Jiuzi Academy, and they are very powerful with this strength, we old guys, we really can't compare with them?"

At that time, around the arena, Xu Jie's group of supporters came to the stage one after another, flattering one by one, as long as Xu Jie was lifted to the sky.

Xu Jie looked at a black-robed magical female apprentice outside the competition platform and said, "Miss Ding Zi, I said that this Hidden Killing Cultivation Research Hall is not as good as your North Campus Holy See Magic Training Hall, you just don't believe it." It depends on the strength of your gang, isn't it?"

Ding Zi smiled faintly and said, "It's not that the strength is not good, but the son's combat power is too strong!"

"Haha!" Xu Jie laughed, so embarrassed, he was praised by the girl, he couldn't help but get a little carried away.

He looked around and said, "Why hasn't that kid Tang Yu come yet? Isn't he afraid to come? How did he hurt you that day, I'll make him embarrassed today, hehe, I'm afraid he won't dare to come!"

"Little madman, go up and go back to this kid to see that he is still arrogant?" Sun Chun patted Tang Yu on the shoulder and said.

Tang Yu squinted at Xu Jie and said, "It's going to be a while, I'm afraid that others will have too many hands, and I can't help but beat them later!"

Tang Yu pinched the strings in his hand, and the strings were plucked slightly, "Ding!" sounded, and the sound of the piano pierced the void, and everyone was silent.

"Tang Yu?"

When someone exclaimed, Tang Yu had already stood on the platform.

"There are really a lot of people here today, Xu Gongzi is here, and Ma and Liu are also here, it's really lively!"

The two people next to Xu Jie, one is called Ma Hui and the other is called Liu Xia, these two are also senior apprentices, among which Ma Hui is still in Jiuzi Academy, Liu Xia graduated last year and failed to be admitted to the official mage, and has been practicing with Xu Jie.

The training hall is actually a very popular platform, and the really rich and powerful families have their own cultivation platforms.

Just like Tang Yu and Wang Liang, scholars from ordinary backgrounds, or scholars from other countries, only went to the training hall to cultivate and improve their strength.

It's not often that so many people come to the training hall today.

"Tang Yu!" Xu Jie stared at Tang Yu coldly, and said word by word: "If you can apologize to Ding Zi today, I can consider letting you go, otherwise, hum, hum!"

Tang Yu glanced at the black-robed woman on the edge of the fighting platform, and said lightly: "Jiuzi Academy, strength is supreme, what kind of thing is she?

"Okay! You're looking for your own death! Today I'll let you know who the real big brother is in Jiuzi Academy!" Xu Jie roared.

His magic pen is very long, the tip of the pen is straight and the center is stabbed, and the speed is extremely fast.

True intent exploded in the air, and the power of the surrounding saints was stirred and exploded together, and the void of the Doufa Platform was distorted.

Tang Yu gently stroked the strings, did not retreat but advanced, and the person approached Xu Jie like a ghost.

Facing the spell in the air, Tang Yu shot out a chess piece and threw stones to ask for directions.

Strangely enough, a white chess piece was thrown into a whirlpool of oceans, splitting the spell in an instant.

Cut it apart, one part, two parts, a total of nineteen vertical and horizontal roads, and the chess pieces locked Xu Jie's pen tightly.

"True meaning"! Still true meaning!

The true intentions of the two collided in the air, and there was no violent reaction, but Tang Yu controlled the power of the tyrannical saint in his own hands.

The power of saints can be used by monks, Xu Jie can be used, and Tang Yu can also be used, the key depends on whose true intention is high, and who can control the power of more saints.

Tang Yu is getting closer and closer to Xu Jie, and Xu Jie's constant changes have built up layers of interceptions.

But these intercepted calligraphy and painting roads couldn't stop Tang Yu's advance.

The magic pen in Tang Yu's hand came easily, and the strings were plucked at will, so he lightly broke Xu Jie's attack cleanly. (To be continued.) )