The figure of the old-timer is very rickety, the face is withered, and the wrinkles on the face are as deep as a knife.

He raised his head, staring at Lu Qingshan with cloudy eyes, he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy, like a calm lake, without a trace of waves.

After a long time, the old-timer shook his head and said slowly: "One step of four hundred feet is the realm of entry, you ...... That's a lot short!"

These days, Lu Qingshan has always felt his progress, thinking that he is almost cultivating to the realm of entry, but now, hearing the old-timers say this, he suddenly feels that it is too shocking.

"It's too ...... to practice to one step and four hundred feet to get started Alas!" Lu Qingshan shook his head, speechless.

"I never thought that cultivating the holy art was far more difficult than cultivating the martial arts!" Lu Qingshan sighed lightly, and at the same time, his gaze became very firm, no matter how difficult it was, he would have to cultivate this holy art.

Then, Lu Qingshan looked at the old man with a hopeful gaze and said, "Senior, what realm have you cultivated this holy art?"

The old-timer's rickety body suddenly shook, and he raised his eyes to look at the void, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes showed melancholy.

After a while, the old man sighed lightly and said, "Why don't you experience it for yourself!"

The words fell.

Lu Qingshan suddenly felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the figure of the old man had disappeared.

But then, the old-timer appeared in front of Lu Qingshan, and his dry right hand reached out and picked Lu Qingshan up.

The next moment, Lu Qingshan's eyes were full of flowers, and he had already arrived outside the library pavilion.

Before Lu Qingshan could react, the scene in front of him changed at an incredible speed, and when it was clear in front of him, it had already appeared a hundred feet away.

"This ......" Lu Qingshan gasped.

followed, the old-timer took Lu Qingshan and continued to walk out.

This time, Lu Qingshan's eyes saw very clearly, and he met many disciples on the way, but those disciples became very slow one by one, and they didn't notice Lu Qingshan's existence at all.

Only when passing through some Supreme Elders, the other party seemed to be aware.

However, Lu Qingshan could still see very clearly, and Elder Taishang's movements were also very slow.

Wow!

The old-timers took Lu Qingshan and returned to the library pavilion.

He leaned over, his gray hair was scattered, he lowered his head and continued to wipe the bookshelf, and then said without raising his head: "But the entrance is not as good as Xiaocheng......"

"Hiss......" Lu Qingshan gasped.

With the speed shown by the old-timers, it is already shocking, but it has not yet reached Xiaocheng?

Lu Qingshan was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't express it.

But then, Lu Qingshan's blood surged, if he could practice this footwork successfully, then wouldn't it be possible for the whole world to go?

Immediately, Lu Qingshan's heart became hot and bowed to the old-timer.

"It's a pity ......"

At this moment, the old-timer suddenly sighed lightly, his tone was full of regret that could not be concealed, and then after waiting for a while, he said leisurely: "It's a pity, this footwork holy art is incomplete after all, and it doesn't even have a mental method, so it can't reproduce the legendary glory." ”

After Lu Qingshan listened to it, he realized that the footwork holy technique mastered by the old-timers was still incomplete?

The mutilated ones are so powerful, isn't it going against the sky to be so complete?

The old-timer thought for a moment and spoke again, "However, the technique stops at the technique. Therefore, although it is crippled, it is capable of overpowering all martial arts!"

Skill stops?

Lu Qingshan was very puzzled, technique refers to martial arts, and technique refers to holy arts.

Then, the meaning of these four words can be called out.

Sure enough, the old man raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Qingshan, and said slowly: "No matter how powerful the martial arts are, in the face of the holy arts, it is impossible to cover their edge! As soon as the holy art comes out, all martial arts can be suppressed!"

Lu Qingshan's heart was immediately shocked.

After a long time, when the old-timers didn't want to say it anymore, Lu Qingshan took a new book, walked out of the library pavilion, and began the practice of "reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles" again.

Half a month has passed.

Lu Qingshan is still imitating the footwork of the old-timers, and now, Lu Qingshan has stepped out and has reached the point of twenty-three feet.

It can be said that with every extra day, Lu Qingshan's steps will increase the distance he crosses by one foot.

Meantime.

In the Jedi, there are also many inheritances left by the Yuan Spirit Sword Saint.

At first, there were only sword tablets, six seven-pin pills, and a copy of Mount Tai.

But now, there's something more than that.

For example, a scabbard.

On it, the holy light flowed, shining in all directions, and the sword intent within it seemed to pierce the sky.

Lu Qingshan recognized it at a glance at that time, the scabbard was definitely the scabbard of the holy sword at the end of the Blood Valley.

There are also many ancient books, which record some cultivation techniques in the sect, as well as martial arts.

As soon as these ancient books came out, even the Supreme Elder Akaba almost stepped into them, but fortunately, he endured it in the end.

Finally, there is a three-zhang high bluestone, the bluestone looks very ordinary, but there is a holy air rotation on it.

From time to time, you can see a figure sitting on the bluestone.

Lu Qingshan only learned after inquiring about the old-timers that the patriarch Yuanling Sword Saint had sat cross-legged on the bluestone to practice, and over time, he left a trace of holy rhyme on the bluestone.

All things, for Yuanlingmen, are priceless treasures and heritage.

But now, these priceless treasures, these heritages, are all in the Jedi.

Elder Taishang didn't dare to break in, and the sequence disciples didn't dare to break in, so everyone could only watch like this.

Lu Qingshan stood outside the Jedi for a long time, and finally left helplessly.

In the face of these, Lu Qingshan was powerless.

Another three days passed.

Lu Qingshan had already cultivated to the point of one step and twenty-five feet.

On this day, Lu Qingshan walked around and read at the same time.

But suddenly, there was a shock in the distance, and a whirlpool appeared in mid-air.

Lu Qingshan hurriedly unfolded his footwork and rushed over, and before he could get closer, Lu Qingshan saw a figure falling from the whirlpool.

Wow!

Lu Qingshan finally rushed over.

"Poof!"

As soon as the man fell, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

At this time, Lu Qingshan finally saw the other party's face clearly, hurriedly walked over, and exclaimed, "Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?"

The person in front of him was none other than Elder Zhen Han.

Zhen Han's figure is very tall, on weekdays, he is dressed in white, spotless, like a humble gentleman.

But now, his whole body was stained with blood, and many bones in his body were shattered.

The whole person can be said to be extremely embarrassed.

Lu Qingshan hurriedly took out some healing pills in his arms and stuffed them into Zhen Han's mouth, and Zhen Han's complexion improved slightly.

However, the whole person is still very weak.

Rumble!

The ground suddenly trembled, and in a valley in the distance, the ground shook, and an ancient coffin broke through the ground and shot out.

(End of chapter)