The True Martial Arts Wall is the corpse of the gods.

It was hard for Lin Ye to imagine what the bones of this god looked like when he was alive.

"Don't think about the corpse of a god with your normal mind." Lao Shi explained: "Besides, you should have heard some myths and legends. ”

"You mean Pangu?"

Lin Ye's first thought was Pangu, legend has it that after Pangu died, his eyes turned into the sun and moon, his hair turned into stars, his limbs turned into three mountains and five mountains, and his blood turned into rivers......

If you take this myth and legend as a reference, then the corpse of this god becomes a true martial arts wall, and it is acceptable.

"This should be a martial arts god, to be honest, I have never heard of the existence of a martial arts god in the real world, this should be only in the martial arts of this world."

Lao Shi's words made Lin Ye ponder for a moment before asking, "How are you sure that this True Martial Arts Transmission Wall is the corpse of a god." ”

"The terrain of this place is not special, the only special thing is this True Martial Arts Wall, the old man will not be wrong in his judgment, but if you want to see the corpse of this god, you can only clear the True Martial Arts Wall."

"Clear the True Martial Arts Transmission Wall?"

The corners of Lin Ye's mouth twitched, he didn't even finish challenging the people on the list shown on the fourth pattern last time, and there were five paintings behind him, how difficult it was to clear the level.

"Then there is no other way, if you want to see the corpse of the gods, you can only clear the customs, otherwise you think the corpses of the gods are so good."

"Anyway, you have already suspended the time of the real world, the big deal is to grind slowly under this cliff, if it doesn't work in one year, it will be three years, and if it doesn't work in three years, it will be ten years......"

Lin Ye chose to ignore Lao Shi's voice, the last time he observed the fourth pattern, there were a total of thirteen people's names on it, and he challenged the fourth place.

The martial saint who used the sword, there were nine more on the list.

Fighting against the nine Martial Saints, to be honest, Lin Ye was also looking forward to it.

Thinking of this, he didn't say much, and controlled the Chenghuang seal to float in front of the fourth pattern.

The fifth person's name: Wenren Jushi.

Lin Ye's eyes stared at the name of the three breaths, there was a light blooming on the stone wall, and the next moment the surrounding scene changed.

A bamboo forest.

There is the sound of silk and bamboo rippling in this bamboo forest.

A bamboo forest, a bamboo house, a guqin, and a middle-aged man in white sitting in front of the guqin.

This scene is a good match for the name.

Lin Ye stood ten meters away from the other party.

The man in white plucked the strings with his hands, calmly and elegantly, the cold sound of the piano leaked from his fingertips, Lin Ye smiled, and the next moment sat cross-legged on the bamboo bench on one side.

Listen to the sound of the harp.

The sound of the piano was cold and melodious, and then it was tactful and lingering, like crying, and then the tone was raised, and it was like a cold wind, and the entire bamboo forest became silent at this moment.

The expression on Lin Ye's face also changed with the change of the sound of the piano, but the whole person was in an unguarded state from beginning to end.

Bite!

The man in white plucked the strings violently, and his voice was full of killing intent like an iron horse Jinge, and at this moment, the bamboo forest within a radius of ten miles was rattling, and pieces of bamboo leaves fell.

The falling bamboo leaves were blown by a strong wind, rolling into a huge ball in midair, and the next moment, the ball turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Lin Ye's eyebrows.

Bang!

When the sword was still a foot away from him, Lin Ye opened his eyes and punched out.

This punch directly scattered the sword, and many bamboo leaves fell to the ground one after another.

The middle-aged man who was plucking the strings stopped plucking the strings, looked up at Lin Ye for the first time, and said, "If you really understand music, you will understand that this sword will dissipate at the last moment, and you will pass my level." ”

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Ye smiled, he really didn't know much about music, or he could see the level of a simple stave.

Those expressions just now were just the feedback of the sound of the piano with his emotional changes.

Ordinary people will become cheerful when they hear cheerful music, and when they hear sad music, sadness will come to their hearts, and that's it.

At a classical concert like that, those who know music are fascinated by it, and he can't hear it.

"It's true that I don't understand music, but I know that as long as my fist is big enough, I don't have to take risks."

It is true that if he is not guarded, the sword condensed by bamboo leaves will be stopped at the last moment, but Lin Ye does not like to pin his safety on others.

As long as his fists are hard enough, what if he can't understand the music?

The man in white listened to Lin Ye's words, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Here's the truth."

In the end, it is still necessary to speak in the exam.

Bite!

The man in white plucked the strings, and this time the sound of the piano was completely different from the previous one, not only was it full of killing intent, but the entire surrounding space was filled with spatial cracks because of this sonic boom.

Cracks are like knives.

Tearing everything apart.

The huge bamboo forest instantly became a mess, and these spatial blades swept towards Lin Ye.

"It's good to come!"

Lin Ye waved his fist, and the person swam in the air, and every punch smashed into a spatial blade.

The spatial blade that could cut through space didn't even leave a scratch on Lin Ye's watch.

Lin Ye walked leisurely, approaching the man in white step by step.

Shout!

When there was still a distance of one zhang from the man, the man's right hand was raised, and this time a string broke violently, and a brilliant silver light shot towards Lin Ye.

However, almost at the moment when the man plucked the strings, Lin Ye's body took a step to the left, avoiding the silver light.

The moment of the Martial Saint's supernatural power "coming later" was vividly revealed by Lin Ye.

The man in white had five strings in a row, and Lin Ye easily dodged them until, three feet away from the man in white, until there was still one string left in the string.

Lin Ye looked at the man in white and was about to punch out, but at the moment when his fist burst out, the man in white smiled at him, but his figure disappeared in place.

Looking at the empty front, Lin Ye frowned, and immediately dispersed his senses, but he found nothing.

Just when Lin Ye was puzzled, the scene in front of him changed, and he appeared in a studio.

In front of him, there stood a middle-aged man in green clothes.

The man held a paintbrush in his hand and looked at Lin Ye with a smile.

Lin Ye understood, this was the next man.

But to Lin Ye's surprise, he met a Qin Martial Saint, and this was another Painting Martial Saint.

Isn't there a chess martial saint and a book martial saint behind him?

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, logically speaking, do not match the martial arts.

After all, rude martial arts.

"Please!"

The man in Tsing Yi made an inviting gesture, Lin Ye smiled and picked up the paintbrush on the side, and in the landscape painting that the man had almost finished, he directly crossed it horizontally.

(End of chapter)