Beihe's voice fell for a long time, but the one in the black bead was silent. I don't know if the other party can't hear it, can't understand it, or simply doesn't want to answer him.

Seeing this, Bei He continued: "Bei Mou took Daoyou out of the forbidden area of the Wuwang Palace, no matter what, it is also a blessing for Daoyou, could it be that Daoyou is going to be silent forever." ”

But the one in the bead still didn't seem to have the intention of speaking.

Beihe's expression was slightly gloomy, and he secretly said that this blue-faced and fanged monster could not be without intelligence, and the two could not communicate at all.

He also thought that this object was obtained by him from the hands of the ancient warrior monk, and if he could communicate with this person, he might be able to understand the words and language of the ancient warrior monk from this person, so that he could read the two classics.

But now it seems that my calculation is about to fail.

But then Beihe thought of something, he sat down cross-legged, agitated the true qi in his body, and tried to inject the black bead in his hand.

This thing belongs to the ancient martial arts monks, so it should have some sense of true qi.

To his surprise, when he tried to inject the True Qi into this orb, the thing did not react in the slightest, and it also blocked the True Qi stimulated by his palm without leaking.

Surprised, Bei He tried to inject the mana in his body into this orb.

But just like just now, this thing also blocked the mana he inspired without leaking, and it could not be submerged in the bead at all.

Bei He placed the black bead in front of him, and after a little thought, he bit the tip of his index finger and dropped a few drops of crimson essence blood on the bead.

In his opinion, it may be possible to sacrifice this thing with essence blood.

It's just that the result is the same as he imagined, when the essence blood drip on the orb, the thing also has no reaction. And the red blood beads also slid down the smooth surface of the object, and finally dripped to the ground, and the surface of the object was still as smooth as a mirror.

Beihe frowned and fell into a deep groan.

This bead doesn't even get oil and salt, how can this be good.

While he was trying to figure out what it was, the blue-faced fanged monster in the black orb kept looking at him coldly.

Then Beihe tried for a long time, and even released the refining corpse, allowing the refining corpse to infect this thing with the yin qi in its body, but this black bead was always like a dead thing, and there was no response.

Eventually, he had to give up.

Beihe guessed that since this thing could paralyze his soul, this bead might be a treasure related to his soul.

And the power of the divine soul, before breaking through to the Transformation Yuan Stage, he had no way to touch it. Moreover, even if he broke through to the Transformation Yuan Period, he only had a sense of the power of the divine soul, and it was still extremely difficult to use this power.

After no avail, Beihe sighed and looked at the monster in the black beads, and he took out a wooden box from the storage bag, and then embedded it in the soft mud covered with a red cloth inside the wooden box.

He didn't know what this thing was right now, but he could check it out when he returned to the sect.

Immediately, Beihe's eyes fell on the many treasures in front of him again, and finally looked at the two yellowed classics, and picked them up.

These two are the exercises of the ancient martial monks.

Beihe picked up one of them first, and opened it to read it carefully.

This book is not thick, only about a dozen pages. Interestingly, the paper of the book is not ordinary rice paper, but something similar to animal skin, which is extremely tough. It is precisely because of this that this thing can be preserved in the Wuwang Palace for so long.

It's just that there is a dense font on it, and he doesn't know any of it.

After reading this book, Beihe picked up another book and opened it again.

Facing the words of the ancient martial monks in the classics, he only felt that his head was big for a while, and he was a little crazy in his heart. It was not easy to get the exercises of the ancient martial monk, but he was unable to practice because he was illiterate, and this situation really made people vomit blood.

But when Beihe finished turning the last page, he put the back of the book in front of his eyes, and his eyes flashed with a different color.

It turns out that on the back of this book, there is a picture.

In the palace of King Wu before, the man in the robe had threatened him to hand over a classic, and it was because Beihe saw this picture that he handed over the other book to the other party.

This diagram looks a bit like a diagram of the meridian structure of the human body, on which a figure is drawn sitting cross-legged. On the body of the figure, there are also complex meridians.

Because Beihe had studied medicine with his follower Lu Hou in his early years, he naturally had some understanding of the meridian structure of the human body.

On the map in front of me, the complex meridian structure of the human body was not fully drawn, and after a careful count, only thirty-seven meridians were drawn in this map. The direction of these meridians is towards the right arm and eventually converges on the index finger and thumb.

For a moment this object aroused his strong interest, and then he took a closer look at the picture.

"Is it ......?"

A moment later, Beihe's eyes flashed.

He guessed whether these drawn meridians would be some kind of ancient martial arts monk's martial arts.

And in order to perform this kind of martial art, it is necessary to pass the true qi through these thirty-seven meridians and operate in a special way.

Not only that, he had seen this kind of martial art. In the Martial King Palace before, the resurrected ancient martial monk used his index finger and thumb to pierce his chest with a single finger.

Bei He was overjoyed, and immediately he began to try to use the true qi in his body, wandering in these meridians on his arm.

Naturally, he couldn't do it in one go, and even if it was an attempt at one meridian after another, it made his body tremble. Because he found it extremely painful to want to move his true qi along these meridians. These meridians of his are all in a state of blockage, and if the true qi wants to run from them, it needs to be opened step by step. And this process is definitely not something that can be completed in a short time, and he doesn't know how long it will take.

Bei He was very happy about this, because if what he expected was right, then maybe he would be able to cultivate the martial arts of the ancient martial monks, and it was only a matter of time before he could refine it.

But now is not the time for him to practice and try to cultivate this exercise, he has been coming out of the Ungong Mountain for a long time, and he still has to find a place where the Yin Qi gathers to warm his refining corpse, which will also take a long time, if it comes out for too long, it will not be good.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe put all these things into the storage bag.

However, when he picked up the silver hairpin, his expression moved slightly. Beihe looked at the object for a while, and then poured mana agitation into it.

But this silver hairpin is just an ordinary thing, and it is not an illegal weapon, so there is naturally no change in the injection of mana.

After checking again and again to confirm that this thing was indeed an ordinary silver hairpin, he shook his head, and then casually threw the silver hairpin into the storage bag. Before, he took this thing off the head of the woman in the white dress with the mentality that if he didn't make a profit, he would lose, but now it seems that it is an extra move.

At this point, Beihe looked around, and then left the place.

At the site of the square on the top of the Arashiyama Sect, next to the towering grave, there is a new tomb without a tombstone.

Looking at this newly erected and slightly smaller new tomb, Beihe's heart was full of emotion.

"Jiang Qing, I will bring you back to Lanshan Sect, rest in peace. Beihe looked at the new tomb in front of him and said.

He promised Jiang Qing to take this girl home, and today it was finally completed.

I don't know if Jiang Qingquan has knowledge, but at this time, there was heavy snow in the sky.

Beihe raised his head and watched the snowflakes falling, he couldn't help but sigh and sigh, winter is coming, and another year is about to pass.

In two years, he will also officially enter the year of no confusion.

Beihe Huo Ran turned around and left the Lanshan Sect.

When he removed the formation from ten miles away, he chose a direction and galloped away.

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Chapter 160: Ancient Martial Arts