Daoist Chongxu cautiously reminded that what he said sounded exaggerated at first glance, but it was true.

The handwriting left by Zhang Sanfeng contains a unique true meaning, which is not easy to understand at all, and these of them have even tried the authentic internal strength of the Xuanmen of the Wudang School many times.

But very few people are able to look directly at the handwriting for more than a quarter of an hour, and they will soon feel exhausted, dizzy, and then unable to concentrate, and will experience more and more discomfort.

Therefore, Chongxu Dao Chang reminded Yan Ming very cautiously.

And in addition to the handwriting left by Zhang Sanfeng's real person, there are also a lot of true meanings left on the practice field, but it generally takes people with enough realm to be able to understand it.

As for how much you can get out of it, it depends on the fate and understanding of each person.

"Thank you for the reminder."

Yan Ming thanked him, and then he was not polite, and walked up directly.

Daoist Chongxu stood below and looked at Yan Ming's back.

Soon, Qingxu and the others also came over and stopped behind the head of Chongxu Dao.

"How long do you think he can hold on?" Qingxu asked.

"Yan Xiaoyou's strength is unfathomable, and the concept of martial arts is also in line with my faction, in my opinion, he will definitely understand a lot of things from the true meaning left by the ancestor Zhenren, I judge that Yan Xiaoyou should hold out for more than a quarter of an hour!"

Several other people couldn't help but nod their heads again and again when they heard this, and their faces not only showed expectation and a little envy.

To be honest, the judgment of the head of the Chongxu Dao is already extremely high on Yan Ming, because since the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, among the Wudang factions in the past dynasties, only the real person in charge and a few masters can hold on to about a quarter of an hour.

In their generation, only Chongxu Dao Chang can gain insights from it.

It is no wonder that Chongxu Daochang's reputation in the rivers and lakes is that his own strength is not weak, but he is not very good at teaching disciples, so that there is a small gap in the talents of the Wudang faction, and there is a gap between Shaolin, which is full of talents.

If Yan Ming could really persist for more than a quarter of an hour as the Daoist Chong Xuan judged, it would also be very powerful.

Soon, Yan Ming followed the steps and slowly bought the practice ground.

Stepping into it with one foot, Yan Ming's heart immediately had a very peculiar feeling for a moment.

True meaning, this is the true meaning left by Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng!

It's just that unlike other true intentions, Yan Ming didn't feel a trace of aggression, but was very soft, and it was very comfortable to wrap herself warmly.

This is the opposite of his previous feeling of sharpening his true meaning with a whetstone.

In an instant, whether it was the Pure Yang Wuji Gong or the Wudang Taiji Gong in Yan Ming's body, it seemed that they had been awakened by something, and began to run automatically, and had a strange resonance with the true meaning left here.

Yan Ming stabilized his mind and continued to walk forward, and then stood at the front of the practice ground, looking up at the stone wall in front of him.

On it, there is the wild grass left by Zhang Sanfeng, fluttering, round, seemingly uninhibited but secretly in line with the complementary way of yin and yang, which seems to constitute an organic whole.

Yan Ming had only read the content of the Taijiquan Sutra before, and he had already memorized it.

But now looking at the handwriting on the stone wall, I suddenly had a different understanding, and stood in place for a while, no longer moving.

Staring at the handwriting on the stone wall, it was obviously completely fixed handwriting, but at this time, in Yan Ming's eyes, it seemed to be alive, constantly changing, as if it contained martial arts boxing, and it seemed to have evolved into a move-by-move martial art, constantly practicing in front of his eyes.

"Huh? The real person in charge, is he already ......?"

Seeing this, Qingxu next to him was not sure, and asked with a hint of suspicion.

But looking at the side again, Chongxu Dao Chang's face also became uncertain, slightly suspicious.

"I guess it'......"

The two of them looked at each other in amazement.

Others may not know, but both of them have experienced the stone wall to varying degrees, and of course they understand the doorway.

When they first came to the stone wall, they all faced the stone wall, concentrated regularly, meditated for a long time, let their bodies and minds calm down, and then slowly entered the state.

This process often lasts for half to an hour, before you can see the doorway from the stone wall and gradually enter a state of concentration.

It's already very good, and many people have been watching it here for a long time, but they don't have a clue.

And this Yan Ming doesn't seem to have these programs at all, right? Straight into the state?

And he didn't meditate, he just walked forward so lightly, looked up twice, and realized the wonders?

Both of them were a little reluctant to believe it.

But looking at Yan Ming's expression, he didn't seem to be standing still, and he didn't seem to be pretending.

"Don't worry, see how long he can last." Chong Xudao said in a deep voice.

Up and down, it became quiet for a while.

Yan Ming looked upward, completely immersed in his feelings, and did not pay attention to the surrounding situation.

And the few people who were in charge of the Chongxu Dao below stared at Yan Ming with their eyes.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, two quarter of an hour, three quarter of an hour......

An hour had passed, and even a person like Chongxu Dao Chang, who was a cultivator, was already standing a little impatient, wanting to find a place to sit and rest.

But Yan Ming still maintained his previous posture and hadn't moved at all for so long.

The only thing that has changed is that the expression on his face changes from time to time.

Sometimes exploring, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning and thinking, it seems that there are different perceptions from it.

Chongxu Dao Chief, they are already a little numb.

In a quarter of an hour, Daoist Chongxu wondered if Yan Ming was deliberately pretending.

But now it's been an hour, and he hasn't moved, not like he's pretending, how can he have been enlightened for so long?

If someone had told Chongxu Daoist like this before, he would definitely not believe it, but now it is happening right in front of him.

From time to time, gusts of mountain wind blew on the platform, and time slipped away imperceptibly.

Another hour passed, and when Chong Xudao was pondering whether to step forward and ask one or two, Yan Ming finally moved slightly.

I saw him take a long breath, then spit it out, his eyes closed for a moment, and then opened suddenly.

A stream of essence appeared, but it was soon restrained in Yan Ming's eyes.

In his eyes, he could faintly see the words on the stone wall reflected in it.

But it's not dead, it's not stereotyped, it's like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, constantly changing, starting from nothing, and beating in a unique rhythm after writing.

Then it gradually melted into Yan Ming's pupils and merged with him.

Along with this process, Yan Ming himself has also changed, and the pure Yang Wuji Gong in his body has further merged with Wudang Taiji Gong, and it has been rapidly improving in a short period of time.

Some of the stagnation that may have existed before, or the lack of a sense of naturalness, is no longer a problem, and the application is more familiar and understood.

Soon, Yan Ming completed the first stage of internalization and gradually opened his eyes.

At this moment, his figure fell into the eyes of the Chongxu Dao Elder and the others below, and it became a little unusual.

It seems that the overall temperament of the body has changed dramatically from before he came to power, but for a while, I can't say what has changed.

The only thing that is certain is that Yan Ming must have greatly improved now, and in the past two hours, he has gained a lot!

To be honest, now Daoist Chongxu is even a little jealous, and he silently thought in his heart: "This kid is so strong with my Wudang Sect's kung fu compatibility!" If he has been a disciple of the Wudang faction since he was a child, he can't say that his position as the head of the real family will be given to him! ”

However, now Yan Ming did not mean to end there, but continued to sit cross-legged and sat on the practice platform.

His gaze was withdrawn from the stone wall and instead focused on the practice platform.

On the empty high platform, there seemed to be various undercurrents surging.

In Yan Ming's sight, he vaguely saw one fluttering figure after another, constantly practicing various martial arts.

This seems to be the style left by Zhang Sanfeng, the real person who founded the school, as if the scene of the past years has reappeared.

Yan Ming knew that it was his own martial arts and true intentions that resonated with the true intentions left by Zhang Sanfeng, so that he could see so many illusions.

Yan Ming became more and more serious.

"You guys go back first, don't disturb Yan Xiaoyou for the time being, it seems that he will need a while."

Chongxu Daoist said the truth to Qingxu and the others, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although Yan Ming stayed in the Wudang Sect's forbidden land for far longer than expected, Daoist Chongxu still didn't intend to disturb him, but silently guarded him.

Qingxu and a few others gave a salute and slowly retreated.

The rest of the Daoist looked at Yan Ming, his eyes flickering.

Yan Ming's meditation went straight to the early morning of the next day.

At the beginning of the sun, Yan Ming, whose clothes had been wet with dew, suddenly let out a long whistle and bounced up from the ground.

Wrapped in many cyclones, he gradually descended and landed on the ground.

Scenes flashed in his mind about the true meaning of martial arts he had obtained, and Yan Ming couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

This trip is really worth it, and I have entered the country quite a lot.

Originally, Yan Ming had risen all the way up to the realm, and most of them relied on cultivation as a point, but this time, it was the first time that he relied on external opportunities to obtain such a large entry.

In just one night's effort, Yan Ming's cultivation has taken a big step forward again, and his own strength has also increased a lot, and he is already far away from breaking through the last step of the Grandmaster Realm, and reaching the Great Grandmaster Realm!

This time, without consuming a large amount of cultivation points, such progress was achieved, and even Yan Ming himself was very surprised.

What's more, along with it, other exercises, martial arts, secret arts, and the like have also improved a lot. Among them, the most prominent is his own internal strength, Pure Yang Wuji Gong and Wudang Taiji Gong, which have completely reached a different realm.

Yan Ming was very satisfied with his improvement this time, and the huge amount of cultivation points left could be used for other places.

Seeing that Yan Ming finally woke up from the state of understanding, after a moment of relief, he began to descend the steps, and the head of the Chongxu Dao greeted him.

"Congratulations to Yan Xiaoyou, I think I have gained something."

Chongxu Dao Chang walked over and said, but he was closer to Yan Ming, and that feeling was even stronger, and Yan Ming had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

"Thank you, Chief."

Yan Ming said, turned around again, looked at the empty practice ground, and seemed to be a little reluctant.

To be honest, just through the remnants of true intentions, Yan Ming has developed a very strong admiration and admiration for Zhang Sanfeng.

After looking around, he retracted his gaze and left with Chongxu Daoist.

In the next few days, Yan Ming lived in the Wudang faction.

The head of Chongxu Dao specially arranged a place for him to live, which was very secretive, and ordered him to go down, and it was forbidden for idle people to disturb Yan Ming.

This allowed Yan Ming to seize the time and internalize his gains with peace of mind.

Tong Baixiong did not die, but was taken to Wudang Mountain by Yan Ming, and is now imprisoned with the companion before him.

Tong Baixiong has been an elder all the year round, and he has betrayed the Sun and Moon God Sect, but it is still valuable, it depends on whether the Chongxu Dao Master can develop it.

In addition, Ren Yingying Yanming took it with her, arranged a place to live next door, and did not reveal her true identity to the head of the hedging void path, but planned to use it for other purposes in the future.

Now that Ren Yingying has been sealed in the meridians, she can't mobilize her true qi at all, and with Yan Ming's deafness and eyesight, she can immediately notice the slightest abnormality, and it is impossible for her to run.

Ren Yingying is also knowledgeable and has always been obedient.

After staying like this for a few days, even Yan Ming began to wonder if there was a problem with the information of the six doors, and on this day, Yan Ming, who was still recuperating his internal breath, suddenly opened his eyes and felt the breath of a master.

And soon, the head of Chongxu Dao also sent the agreed code.

Yan Ming immediately jumped up, took Ren Yingying with him, and headed towards the front mountain gate.

Soon, we arrived in the previous reception hall.

It's just that there are no people here now, and all the Taoist children in the Wudang faction have been dispersed, and there are only two figures sitting in the hall.

One of them is Chongxu Daochang, and the other is an old man who is old, his hair is half gray, and he looks unremarkable.

"Gongsun Oolong!"

Ren Yingying had just arrived here, and when she saw the old man, she immediately recognized the identity of the other party.

Gongsun Oolong, although he has not walked the rivers and lakes for several years, there are still legends of him on the rivers and lakes.

It is said that the finger power of this Gongsun oolong is unparalleled in the world, and the one-handed volley point is even more unguardable, and it is estimated that only the turtle shell god function suppresses this point point in the world.

Of course, Gongsun Oolong is more famous for its thirst for killing, I don't know how many people he has killed in this life, and his reputation is far and wide.

But at this moment, Gongsun Oolong didn't look a little murderous, but really looked like an old man, sitting opposite Chongxu Dao Chang, leaning forward slightly, asking for something.

"Please teach me, when I close my eyes, I see the people I killed before dangling in front of my eyes, and I can't sleep well, this killing is too heavy, only a world-famous wise man like the Taoist can solve it!"

Gongsun Oolong's very polite voice came.

(End of chapter)