"This, this...... What's going on?" Zhang Yang was stunned on the spot, his lips and teeth trembled, and he couldn't speak a little uncomfortably.

He looked at it, and saw that in front of him, there was a deep pit about ten zhang long and wide.

In that deep pit, there were dense "figures".

Those "figures" are in a variety of shapes, arranged in a staggered manner.

Zhang Yang looked carefully, and it turned out that those "figures" were not real people, but carved from huge stalagmites emerging from the ground. It's just that the carving is really ingenious, breathtaking! Although it is not meticulous, it is full of charm, and often one or two strokes can outline a vivid image.

The "figures" carved from stalagmites, although their movements and demeanors are different, have one thing in common.

That is, these "figures" all show the posture of a warrior.

Or the eagle strikes the sky, elegant, or King Kong is angry, pulling out a thousand catties......

Thousands of postures, although chaotic, but extremely weird in one go, connected into a paragraph.

Zhang Yang looked at it, took a deep breath of cold air, and couldn't help sighing: "There is such a mysterious martial art in the world. ”

Before he knew it, his spirit had merged into the pile of statues. The body involuntarily moves according to the posture of those "figures". The whole person has entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

He stood still, legs straddling, shoulders sinking. Secretly gathering momentum, his hands and feet slowly moved.

Wow!

He pushed it out with his palm, and was surprised to find that there was a strange and visible air flow in the air.

That palm is like a stroke of genius, and it is faintly like a divine help.

Zhang Yang was surprised and delighted, and looked at the second statue in the deep pit, concocted in the same way.

Suddenly, there was a strange air flow running in his body. The moves on the statue were displayed, giving him an inexplicable sense of comfort, and his body was full of strength.

WhewW......

This was followed by the third, fourth...... , Block 7......

Although those moves are extremely strange and extremely high, Zhang Yang has a good foundation in the end, and those difficult movements are not a big problem for him.

He practiced the martial arts in the deep pit smoothly, and before he knew it, he had practiced the tenth move!

Zhang Yang was in high spirits, and he wanted to continue the connection, but he found that after those martial arts moves, after reaching the seventh move, each move was extremely difficult to practice.

It's obviously a very simple action, but every time it is displayed, it seems to be missing a bit of charm, compared with the smooth movements of the statue in the deep pit, it is far from it.

It wasn't until he practiced the tenth move that he was frustrated to find that the latter moves were getting worse and worse the more he practiced, and the whole person was more struggling.

At this time, Zhang Yang stopped, silently thinking about the key to this.

"What's the difference?" Zhang Yang rubbed his chin, his brow furrowed into a pimple.

But at that moment, Tuk Tuk suddenly whispered twice, jumped twice on his shoulder, and then the slender beak nodded twice to the top of his head.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction pointed by Tu Tuk, only to see that at the top of the deep pit, there were colorful words, which came from nowhere and were projected on the top.

Zhang Yang looked around, only to see dense words, like tadpoles swimming in water, constantly changing shapes.

However, no matter how the form of those words changes, it does not hinder its recognition in the slightest, and every word is legible.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but read: "Heaven creates all things, negative yin and embraces yang, and impulsively thinks it is ......"

On the top of the deep pit, there were hundreds of dense words, difficult to understand, extremely awkward, Zhang Yang read it silently, confused, and didn't know what those words meant.

However, he thought about it for a while, and said in his heart: "These statues and words appear here together, there must be a connection between them, isn't it ......?"

Suddenly, he had a bold idea, could it be that these words are the mental methods of those martial arts in the deep pit?

"Yes! It must be!" Zhang Yang suddenly opened his mouth, his face full of excitement.

Thinking about this verse, Zhang Yang said: "These mental methods are projected on the top of the deep pit, after all, it is a little illusory and unstable, if it suddenly disappears at some point, then the wonderful martial arts in the deep pit cannot be practiced at all." ”

Thinking of this, he immediately looked up at those words and secretly recited them in his heart.

Although the words are difficult to mouth, they are only a few hundred words, and it is not so difficult to memorize.

Zhang Yang can be regarded as well-read and strong, and in less than half an hour, he has already memorized those words.

However, all advanced martial arts pay attention to the slightest mistake. Although Zhang Yang was confident, he was also very cautious, checking every word over and over again, for fear of any pause.

In this way, another half an hour has passed, and at this time, those words have been like imprints, deeply engraved in Zhang Yang's heart.

By the time he had done all this, Zhang Yang was already feeling dizzy and tired.

At that moment, he leaned against the stone wall around the pit and gradually fell asleep.

In this cave, there is no time, no day or night.

It wasn't until Tutuk's feathers rubbed against Zhang Yang's face that Zhang Yang woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt empty and hungry.

With his previous experience, he did the same, still drawing water from the stone cone, and before long, the feeling of fullness came.

Zhang reorganized his spirit, and looked into the deep pit, where the statues were still standing unchanged. He looked up again and looked to the top of the pit.

This look suddenly surprised him, and he saw that the top of the deep pit was empty, and there was not even a trace of words.

Surprised, Zhang Yang couldn't help but secretly rejoice, secretly saying that he was really wise, taking precautions, and memorized the mental text on it early. Otherwise, even if he has the ability to defy the sky, the mysterious martial arts in the deep pit will have nothing to do with him.

Without thinking about it anymore, Zhang Yang went to practice the martial arts on the statue again, this time, the mysterious feeling was even stronger, and he felt that there was a more powerful force swimming in his body.

He worked step by step, and when he reached the seventh move, the feeling of stagnation returned.

It was as if there was an invisible restraint that restrained him and prevented him from going any further.

He forcibly broke through, and until the tenth move, the power of that restraint was even stronger. The more he tried to break through, the more he was counterattacked by that kind of power, and the power contained in his body before kept collapsing, and in the end it was completely wiped out.

"Isn't it true that if you don't understand those mental techniques, you can't practice these martial arts?" Zhang Yang thought in frustration.

When I recalled the content of those mental methods, the mysteries were profound and ethereal, and it was difficult to understand.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh, and thought in his heart: "Could it be that I Zhang Yang is destined to be lonely here in this life?"

Scenes of the past come to mind.

At a young age, he made his debut, pursued fame, constantly challenged, and had the ambition of defeating all the masters in the world. Along the way, I don't know how many heroes and heroes he has offended, but he doesn't care at all, he only cares about his own martial arts and the highest peak of martial arts.

But in the end, he realized how ridiculous he was. In this world, there are endless masters, and how many masters outside the world live in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness, refusing to show up.

Take the blind old monk he came into contact with, and the mysterious old man who just left, the martial arts of these two people are many times higher than their own.

Even if he was at his peak, he might not be able to go through thirty moves under them.

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, this sentence is really true.

What's the use of fighting for a mere name?

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Yang's mind, and a sentence in that mental method was like seeing the sun through the clouds, and it was instantly clear.

"The husband is the only one who can't fight, so the world can't fight with it!" This sentence in the mental method is like a slap in the head, and Daigo is empowered, so that he will wake up immediately!

Yes, if a person can concentrate on practicing martial arts and do not focus on competing with others for fame and fortune, then his martial arts are not known to be many times higher than those who compete all day long and focus on "fighting" instead of "practicing martial arts".

After figuring out this truth, Zhang Yang thought back to the other contents of those mental methods.

For example, "the five colors make people blind, the five tones make people deaf, the five flavors make people feel refreshed, the galloping and hunting makes people crazy, and the rare goods make people get in trouble." It's a saint who is the belly and not the goal, so go to the other and take this!" Zhang Yang thought about this sentence, and thought of the fame and power in the past, but now that he thinks about it, it is just a passing cloud.

All of this, in this less than 1,000-word mental method, there are extremely subtle judgments. In this mental method, there are countless ways of self-cultivation and self-cultivation and living in the world.

Each of them is in reality, and examples can be found.

In this way, the content of those mental methods became easy to understand, and after a short time, Zhang Yang had almost understood most of the meanings and figured them out.

At this time, he went to look at the "figures" in the deep pit, and in their every move and style, they showed all kinds of life and the ups and downs of the world.

This wonderful martial arts is a person, from coming to this world to returning to the loess, the epitome and portrayal of this whole process is shocking.

"I see, it's really a peerless genius!" Zhang Yang's face showed amazement, he deeply sighed at the proficient world of the person who created this kind of martial arts, and his talent was so magical, he could integrate his understanding of life into martial arts.

He couldn't help but think of the name of this set of martial arts mental methods - "Xiaoyao Gong".

It's really too appropriate, Xiaoyaogong!

Can break the world, game rivers and lakes, everything is like floating clouds with me, what a free and happy life!

Zhang Yang thought of the scene when that senior created this set of martial arts, and he couldn't help but be fascinated and excited!

Suddenly, his gaze at the statues in the pit changed, and in his eyes, those "figures" were no longer cold stones, but vivid figures, either singing with their necks, or carrying wine pots, or fighting with swords...... , in a variety of postures, all of them are free and easy!

He seemed to be in the happy rivers and lakes, drinking and singing, and straddled the horse......