"Senior Sister Lin Tong also knows about me?"

Li Hengsheng stepped forward and bowed to Lin Tong and the man beside him who was also looking at him.

"I don't want to know, now the entire Daoshan Ancient Land knows your name Li Hengsheng." Lin Tong smiled.

Even if he saw that Li Hengsheng's qualifications were very poor, he was not surprised, after all, it had already been rumored outside.

"Who is this senior?"

Li Hengsheng looked at the man next to him.

The man looks like he is forty or fifty years old, has a Confucian temperament, and is dressed in a blue and white robe, just like a scholar.

"This is the Master of the Futu Pavilion." Lin Tong introduced.

"Pavilion Master." Li Hengsheng respectfully greeted.

"You're welcome." The master of the Futu Pavilion said calmly: "You are here for the first time, then I will tell you about the rules of the Futu Pavilion." ”

"Yes." Li Hengsheng listened carefully.

"Futu Pavilion is the place where I treasure paintings in the ancient land of Daoshan."

"There are two kinds of paintings, one is the original and the other is the copy, and the spirit contained in a painting is limited, and it is impossible to pass down all of them from ancient times to the present."

"Therefore, there are painters who copy their works, and the role of the copied works is the same as the original work, but the artistic conception of the original work must not be so clear."

"That is, the martial arts that are perceived in the copying work are not so complete, this depends on personal understanding."

"The outer disciples and the inner disciples can only comprehend the copied works, but the personal disciples can comprehend the original works, and they can't stay for a long time for three hours at a time."

The Futu Pavilion Lord said a lot in one breath, and Li Hengsheng understood everything.

If you can feel the painting, it must be better than the original.

It is not easy to inherit the ancient land of Daoshan for so many years, and it is not easy to leave a lot of original works.

"Then Senior Brother Li, I'll go to cultivate first, and when I have the opportunity to come here as a guest in the future." After Lin Tong finished speaking, he stomped on the ground, and his figure rose into the air.

With a few steps under your feet, you will reach the height of the fifth floor, and then enter a room.

The door was closed.

"This girl is still so frizzy." The Futu Pavilion Lord shook his head.

If you don't go up the stairs with a good staircase, you have to fly up lightly.

"You've only only transformed into the fifth level of the mortal realm, are you here to comprehend the first martial arts?" The Futu Pavilion Master said: "Body refining is a crucial step for martial artists, this is a list of body refining exercises, you see which one you are interested in, you can try it." ”

After speaking, the master of the Futu Pavilion handed Li Hengsheng a book.

Li Hengsheng opened the book and looked at the dense martial arts inside, and even his breathing stopped involuntarily for a while.

Too much.

I am afraid that there are thousands of kinds at a glance.

"At present, there are a total of 1,304 body refining martial arts that have been comprehended in all the picture scrolls of the Daoshan Ancient Land."

"But there are also high and low martial arts, and the martial arts that can be perceived in different paintings are also different, there are more than 1,000 kinds of martial arts here from ordinary painters, and more than 200 kinds are painted by senior painters."

"And the rest of them, some of them are unknown, and the rest are painted by masters of the Holy Level."

The master of the Futu Pavilion said.

Li Hengsheng was dazzled, and some of the more powerful martial arts were also marked.

Li Hengsheng's first choice is, of course, to choose the paintings painted by a strong person at the level of a painting saint.

The Tao contained in these paintings is very strong, and although it is quite difficult to perceive, it is always necessary to try.

Or to be able to see the style of the painting saint's paintings, if you let your father know, I'm afraid you will be envious to drool.

As for the martial arts above, Li Hengsheng is also ready to try his luck first and try the strongest ones in the Daoshan Ancient Land.

"I want to choose this "Zhaoshan Wangxian Picture". Li Hengsheng said firmly.

Regarding Li Hengsheng's choice, the master of the Futu Pavilion was not surprised at all, because basically the disciples who came to the Futu Pavilion would choose to try this picture.

This picture also belongs to a painting by an unknown author in the ancient land of Daoshan.

It's been around for more years.

However, a thousand years ago, one day in the ancient land of Daoshan came up with a set of martial arts from this "Zhaoshan Wangxian Map", called "Wuwang Shaking Immortal Handprint".

Cultivating this martial art, he was invincible at the same level that day.

It was a leader among the younger generation of that era.

But it was also because it was too high-profile, and in the end it was stifled before it really grew up.

Since that time, almost no one has understood any martial arts from this "Zhaoshan Wangxian Map" for thousands of years.

The "Five Hopes-shaking Immortal Handprint" was completely lost.

It is also a pity for the ancient land of Daoshan.

Countless disciples have also come to comprehend it, but no one has ever been able to perceive anything from that painting.

"On the ninth floor, it is the "Zhaoshan Wangxian Map". The Lord of the Futu Pavilion said, "You have three hours, go and try it." ”

"Thank you, Pavilion Master." Li Hengsheng turned around and walked to the stairs, and then slowly went up to the seventh floor.

Each floor has a different room with the names of the paintings written on them.

After coming up, Li Hengsheng knew that this side was the exclusive pavilion for his own disciples, and those outer disciples and inner disciples were not from this side, but from the other side.

The treatment of personal disciples really limits the imagination of the weak.

There are not a few rooms on the entire seventh floor.

Because these rooms are the top paintings in the ancient land of Daoshan.

In some paintings, people are aware of the three martial arts.

Some are enlightened into four kinds.

It's all top level.

Ordinary disciples are not qualified to contact these paintings, only by personal transmission, ordinary disciples are only in contact with the paintings, and if they want to understand the top martial arts from them, there is even more little hope.

Coming to the door of "Zhaoshan Wangxian Tu", Li Hengsheng took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked in.

The room was quiet and elegant.

There was still aroma in the incense burner, and the elegant room made people feel very comfortable, and Li Hengsheng's eyes were fixed on a picture scroll in the distance.

The scroll is not opened, it is closed.

But just looking at it from a distance, Li Hengsheng actually had a feeling of kindness.

Even Li Hengsheng himself didn't know why he felt this way about this painting.

Walking over, Li Hengsheng opened the silk thread, and the painting fell directly.

Swish!

The Zhaoshan Wangxian Diagram appeared in front of Li Hengsheng!

Li Hengsheng looked at the painting in front of him, and his pupils shook!

It was a mountain range, and the sky was filled with purple clouds, covering half of the sky.

In the purple clouds, a huge figure could be vaguely seen walking through the air.

The figure was incomparably huge, like the sky above it!

It was countless times larger than the giant clan in the Ancient Kingdom of the Long Night that I had seen before.

"Could this really be an immortal?"

Li Hengsheng was extremely shocked in his heart, that huge figure actually brought a kind of dignified coercion.

And underneath the painting is written a phrase like this.

Walking in Zhaoshan, it is suspected of looking at immortals.