Medieval wordless monuments?

Zhou Heng's eyes froze when he heard this, could it be that this is the reason why the Red Flower Palace and the Plague Emperor Sect wanted to invite the disciples of the Thunder Villa to participate in the martial arts competition?

- The so-called Middle Ages refers to 10,000 years ago.

It is said that it was an era of unprecedented prosperity, and there were nine gods in the world, known as the nine saints.

But later, that brilliant era came to an abrupt end for no reason, many strong people disappeared, and many inheritances were cut off.

Only a few sects have been passed down to this day.

The Pure Yang Sect is one of them.

"This wordless tablet is really so magical, no matter who can understand martial arts from it. Zhou Heng asked.

"Not really. The white shopkeeper shook his head with a smile and said, "Actually, on the contrary, there are only a few people who can perceive martial arts from the wordless tablet.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the Wang family will take the initiative to take out the wordless tablet as a reward for the martial arts competition, so that outsiders can understand it, and then leave the realized martial arts.

"By the way, I would like to explain to you that although the Wang family uses the opportunity to perceive the wordless monument as a reward, there are restrictions on the martial arts that are perceived.

"First of all, this martial art that is perceived from the wordless tablet must be left in the Wang family, and the original person who perceives it must not teach it to others on his own, if he wants to teach it to others, he must notify the Wang family in writing and get permission. ”

"Then isn't this equivalent to the martial arts of the Wang family?" Zhou Heng was stunned and said, although this martial arts was derived from the wordless monument of the Wang family, the martial artist himself did not even have the qualifications to teach it on his own and was too domineering.

"There's no way around it. The white shopkeeper sighed softly: "For many martial artists, if they can't worship the sect, if they want to learn a higher level of martial arts, they are nothing more than working for the martial arts hall or taking the path of officialdom.

"But these two roads will have all kinds of rules and restrictions, and the latter will have a lot of requirements?, if you want to be free and casual, then you can only put your hope on the adventures of the rivers and lakes, compared to the martial arts obtained by feeling the wordless monument is much more real.

"Even if the Wang family will impose all kinds of restrictions on this martial art, on the whole, people are still free, and there are no rules. In this comparison, there will naturally be many martial artists in this martial arts competition of the Wang family. ”

That's understandable. Zhou Heng bowed slightly, after all, the most people in this world are ordinary people and ordinary martial artists, and those who are born in big families and can worship the sect are a minority after all.

"Are you also interested in this tournament?" asked the white shopkeeper.

"I'm a little interested in that wordless monument. Zhou Heng smiled and said, if what he thought before was right, as long as he approached the wordless tablet, there was a high probability of encountering someone from the Plague Emperor Sect.

"That wordless tablet is indeed mysterious, and it's normal for you to be interested. The white shopkeeper smiled: "The top five in the final martial arts competition, there will be a chance to understand the wordless monument, if you are interested, you only need to get the top five, with your strength should not be a problem." ”

Since Zhou Heng used his own identity when he was shining the waist card of Chunyang Palace, the white shopkeeper already knew that he was the "broken bone injury" who ranked ninety-nine on the list.

With such a level of strength, let alone the top five in the past, there is no problem in sweeping the Wang family's martial arts competition.

However, this time the competition is said to be that someone will appear in the top 50 masters, so the white shopkeeper did not talk about it, but only said the top five.

"When is it?" Zhou Heng asked.

"Half a month later, on the third day of the seventh month, a martial arts competition will be held. The white shopkeeper said: "The past few times were martial arts competitions for two days, and awards were awarded on the fifth day of the seventh month, and that day was also the birthday of the old lady of the Wang family. ”

"Then there is still some time, and this will be bothering the white shopkeeper. Zhou Heng said.

"What are you talking about, we are all out of the Pure Yang Palace to have a good life now, and it is right to help you. The white shopkeeper smiled.

......

After settling down in the white shopkeeper's pharmacy.

Zhou Heng began a calm and peaceful cultivation life, in addition to meditating and refining qi every day, improving the proficiency of innate skills, that is, cultivating the Six Paths Folding Plum Hand and the Dugu Nine Swords.

The movement of the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes in cultivation was too great, so he just practiced the moves with the palm instead of the sword, and his proficiency increased relatively slowly.

As for the technique of fighting left and right, this martial art is actually closer to a skill in nature, as long as you find the trick, the proficiency will increase quite quickly.

Martial arts:

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【Eight Pins】Left and Right Fighting: Advanced (1568/3000)

【Seven Grades】Innate Skill: Intermediate (265/2000)

【Seven Grades】Six-Way Folding Plum Hands: Intermediate (157/2000)

【Seven Grades】Dugu Nine Swords: Intermediate (1885/2000)

【Absolute Four Grades】Purple Thunder Seven Strikes: Fifth Layer (412/5000)

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In the cultivation realm of the eighth grade, he has several seventh-grade martial arts, and even the low-level use of the four-rank martial arts, such a "lineup" is rare even in the world's top martial arts sects.

Compared with the disciples of ordinary sects, Zhou Heng's martial arts are really much stronger.

It's not a notch at all.

With his current strength, it is unlikely that ordinary Qipin will be his opponent, and only some Qipin from a big sect and family will have the strength to make a few moves with him, but the chance of winning is still not great.

Only a strong seven-rank who has several peerless studies, or a master who has stepped on the peak of the seven-grade and has a few points of the mysteries of the middle and third grades, can really threaten Zhou Heng now.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Heng had already lived in the white shopkeeper for ten days.

These days, the white shopkeeper can be said to take care of him meticulously, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation are extremely well prepared, and there is almost no omission.

It can be seen how attentive this white shopkeeper is.

After all these days, Zhou Heng also got acquainted with some people in the white shopkeeper's family.

The white shopkeeper has a wife, an only daughter who is only eight years old, named Bai Yuejian, and an apprentice in a pharmacy, who is also the appearance of the white shopkeeper, is a sixteen-year-old boy named Bai Jingtian.

Every morning, Bai Yue would bring a pot of boiled tea to Zhou Heng when she saw this little girl, and Bai Jingtian would come over to clean Zhou Heng's room, so as to clean it up and make Zhou Heng live comfortably.

On this day, after Zhou Heng had breakfast, he stood in the backyard of the pharmacy.

Innate Gong also has pile gong, and cultivating in the state of standing on a pile can not only enhance the internal qi, but also warm the qi and blood of the whole body, so that the body can be nourished by the internal qi.

Moreover, when standing on the pile, look into the distance, empty your mind, and feel the charm of heaven and earth, and warm your soul.

When Zhou Heng was standing on the pile, there was a little girl in a white dress sitting on a stone bench not far away, dragging her chin and looking at him intently.

This little girl is only seven or eight years old, she looks like a pink carving, delicate and lovely, like a porcelain doll, very cute, it is Bai Yuejian, the daughter of the white shopkeeper.

After she came to bring tea to Zhou Heng every day, she would watch Zhou Heng stand on the pile, and at the beginning she would learn to stand, but later she found that the posture of the stand was too tired and gave up, so she just sat there and watched.

——The most important thing in innate power is the internal power operation method, standing on the pile is only an external assistance to the operation of internal qi, and it is at most equivalent to the pile gong of the ninth grade, even if it is learned, it doesn't matter, Zhou Heng doesn't care, not to mention that Bai Yue doesn't seem to be able to learn this little girl when she sees it.

When Zhou Heng finished his work, the little girl cheered and said, "Big brother, your eyes were so bright just now, they were like two lights, so amazing!"

"This is the divine light that bursts out of the spirit and nature. Zhou Heng touched her head with a smile and said, "If you learn martial arts, you will be able to have such a skill sooner or later." ”

"Woo, it's too hard to learn martial arts. Bai Yuejian shook his little head, messed up his hair again, and said, "Daddy said that my girl's family is not good at learning martial arts, but I like to watch my big brother practice martial arts, and you look very good when you practice!"

At a young age, he is Yan Kong.

"In the future, you can't just look at people's faces. Zhou Heng reminded with a smile, then looked left and right, and said suspiciously: "Hey, where is your brother?"

He said that Bai Jingtian, the adopted son of the white shopkeeper.

Although this young man is an apprentice in a pharmacy, he is also an apprentice in a martial arts hall, and he cultivates martial arts very hard, but his qualifications are not good, many tricks are not clear, and his martial arts progress is very slow.

And this young man is still relatively shy and not very good at communicating with people.

In fact, as early as when Zhou Heng came over, Bai Jingtian had the mind to ask Zhou Heng for advice.

After all, the seventeen-year-old master of the list, the eighth grade of martial arts, in his opinion, this kind of name is already a master among masters.

However, due to his personality, it wasn't until five days ago that Bai Jingtian mustered up the courage to ask Zhou Heng some questions about martial arts.

Zhou Heng has a good impression of this kind of person who is from an ordinary background and is hardworking, and he is also willing to explain.

Moreover, Bai Jingtian only asked for some basic unqualified martial arts, at most, he asked for advice on the nine-grade swordsmanship taught by the martial arts hall, and for Zhou Heng now, it is almost the same as pointing out the addition and subtraction within ten.

Every word of Zhou Heng can make Bai Jingtian suddenly open up, and he will benefit greatly, and the rapid progress of martial arts is even more visible to the naked eye, very fast.

Therefore, almost every morning, Bai Jingtian would come over to ask him for advice, and he still felt a little strange when he didn't see Bai Jingtian today.

"Well, brother, he's fine, maybe there are more things today, so he didn't come. Bai Yuejian covered his eyes with a pair of small white hands and whispered.

Seeing this, Zhou Heng smiled and said, "And why are you covering your eyes?"

"Daddy said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and when people lie, their eyes will change. Bai Yuejian covered her eyes and lowered her head, and said, "If I am blindfolded, you won't be able to find out that I am lying, big brother." ”

"Haha, did you deliberately let me find out that you were lying?" Zhou Heng smiled, and then said, "Say, what happened to Bai Jingtian?"

"Sir, I'll tell you for myself. At this time, Bai Jingtian walked over, the corners of his eyes were a little bruised, and he looked like he had been injured.

"Ah, brother, I didn't tell anyone about your injury!" Bai Yue immediately ran away, and said as she ran: "Big brother, my brother will be handed over to you!"

After a while, it was gone.

Bai Jingtian is a sixteen-year-old boy, his appearance is ordinary and ordinary, his physique is also quite strong because of his perennial martial arts practice, and his height is also good, he is a very spiritual young man.

"What's going on?" Zhou Heng asked, his impression of Bai Jingtian was still quite good.

"Mr. Lao is worried, in fact, there is nothing ......" Bai Jingtian hesitated slightly, and then said: "It's just that I lost a few moves when I was competing with others and was a little injured." ”

"You don't let Yuejian tell me, do you want to practice hard by yourself and then win back?" Zhou Heng chuckled.

"Hmm. Bai Jingtian nodded and said: "The one who beat me is the senior brother who entered the martial arts hall two months earlier than me, I am indeed inferior to him, I admit this, but I will beat him sooner or later." ”

"Since you're just learning from the same sect, why did you hurt you like this?" Zhou Heng saw that he was hiding something, and said, "You have other contradictions." ”

“...... No, no. Bai Jingtian shook his head.

"Let's be honest. Zhou Heng said lightly, his tone full of majesty.

"Uh...... Yes, it was my senior brother who heard that there was a master living in my family and was interested in participating in the Wang family's martial arts competition, and his parents were also going to participate in the martial arts competition, so there was some verbal dispute.

"This master is naturally Mr. You, and when my senior brother was talking about you, he had some disrespectful words, I couldn't listen to it, so I reasoned with him, and then I fought, but I was not good at learning, and I was ashamed of your teachings, and finally lost. Bai Jingtian lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry sir, I've caused you trouble." ”

"What did he say about me?" Zhou Heng said with a smile.

"This, this...... He said that you just came from the countryside to go to a poor relative, and you can do the kung fu of a three-legged cat, so you will point out that an apprentice like me is not worthy of participating in a martial arts tournament or anything like that. Bai Jingtian said in a low voice.

"It's kind of interesting, your senior brother's brain may be a little difficult to use. Zhou Heng smiled, and then said, "Tell me, how did you lose at that time, and what moves did you lose?"