Zhao Ming walked over suspiciously, wanting to see what this thing was different from other martial arts scrolls.

"Isn't this a place to put martial arts? Since it's a martial art, it must be protected by a light shield! Why is this thing covered with dust?" He looked at Tianbo suspiciously, and said, "Tianbo, what is the thing on this stone pillar?"

Tianbo glanced at the stone pillar, and then said, "What is on this stone pillar is not a martial arts scroll. ”

"What's that??Why is it here?"

"Actually, Tianbo doesn't know what this is, he only knows that he was the ancestor of the family who inadvertently got it in a battle, and there were many powerful people who fought to get it, but in the end it accidentally fell into the hands of the ancestors!"

"The ancestors thought it would be a treasure, but after studying it for many years, they didn't understand what it was, but they were reluctant to throw it away, so they put it in the family arsenal, expecting future generations to find out what it was, but over the years, the family has experienced countless ups and downs, and some people want to crack it, but in the end it is in vain, and it is slowly abandoned here, no one cares. ”

Zhao Ming nodded after hearing this, stepped forward, and let out a breath from his mouth, blowing away the dust on the surface of this thing.

"Ahem!" This thing, which has not been touched for a long time, has been covered with a thick layer of dust on the surface, and with Zhao Ming's blowing, the dust on its surface is rising, and Zhao Ming hurriedly waved his hand to fan the dust away.

Blowing off the dust on it, revealing a pitch-black thing like ink, similar to paper, Zhao Ming picked it up, and started to be heavy, heavier than ordinary iron, and there were no words and no paintings on the paper, and it was pitch black.

Zhao Ming wanted to see what was going on, concentrated, and tried his best to run his body's vitality, and wanted to explore what this ink-colored paper was.

Tianbo looked at Zhao Ming's demeanor, did not speak, did not stop, and stood calmly in place without moving.

"Alas!" until Zhao Ming's eyes were sour, and he didn't see any clues, so he looked away, the ancestors had studied for so long and had not studied it, how could he come to his senses!

I wanted to give up the paper and stop researching, but the moment Zhao Ming's fingers left the paper, he felt a little strange.

The seemingly smooth and flat, pitch-black paper, when you touch it inadvertently, you will feel its uneven surface, so you touch the paper with your fingers again, and feel it with your heart, and a touch of gold on his fingers will be fleeting.

The next moment, Zhao Ming's face changed suddenly, and he felt as if he had left the attic and was in a chaotic void.

At this time, several fierce birds and beasts of prey and humans were fighting in the void.

The wide-mouthed fanged humanoid creature with half-meter-long animal hair looked hideous and terrifying, tearing several humans in front of it in half, blood splattering everywhere, and the broken corpses fell, which was terrible to see.

The human race also did not show weakness, sacrificed a sharp treasure weapon, and split a fierce bird in half, the cold light flickered, and the blood was drenched, which was very tragic.

Zhao Ming looked at it in a cold sweat, dumbfounded, he couldn't accept it, even after half a month of training in the Jiuqi Mountain Range, such a cruel picture was full of blood and killing, which shocked him.

"Is this the life of a monk?" Zhao Ming thought to himself, very unpeaceful, this is completely different from the kind of monk life he imagined, shouldn't the life of a monk be a sword, free in the world?

However, Zhao Ming's eyes were still clear, revealing a look of perseverance, "No matter what the life of a monk is, I have to face it, because I have people to protect, Tianbo is right, and those monks on the periphery of the Jiuqi Mountain Range are also right, if you want to live a stable life in this world where resources cannot be regenerated, your own cultivation must be above others, not to seek immortality, but to protect the most important person in your heart from harm in this life, it is enough!"

At this moment, the picture suddenly shifted to the bottom of the battle between humans and ferocious birds, and under the battle, several different camps gathered, but these different camps were now gathered together.

In front of them stood a man wearing a black suit and a black mask, and the crimson cloak behind the black suit fluttered in the wind, looking particularly dazzling.

The man in black did not have any fear in the face of everyone, but forced them step by step, and said, "Since you have moved my people, you will have to bear the price of doing so." ”

The man in black walked five steps in a row, and the momentum of each step was rising, forcing the people in front of him to keep retreating, and suppressing everyone with the power of one person, you can imagine what kind of spirit he had.

The man in black stopped after taking five steps, and the people who kept retreating also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of him, a Confucian man in white with a folding fan in his hand, his temperament was very dusty, and he said to the man in black: "Don't be arrogant, see how you can escape in front of the world's heroes today?"

"Escape, I'm here to make you pay, when did I say I wanted to escape, it's a joke. In front of the world, the man in black is very calm.

"You are a righteous path, but you have learned the Demon Dao exercises, and you have abandoned your teacher to destroy your ancestors, which is a great crime!"

"Haha" Hearing the words of the Confucian man in white, the man in black laughed loudly, "I deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, I have a righteous heart, I am not afraid of other people's irresponsible remarks, but your face is sanctimonious, I am afraid that my heart has already rotted, and you should all die!"

Saying that he pinched his hands, he kept changing strange trajectories in the air, and a desolate aura suddenly filled the entire space, and with the appearance of this breath, everyone's faces changed.

The gestures of the man in black changed more quickly, and the aura of this space became more and more violent, and suddenly a vague mark appeared on the forehead of the man in black, and the power emanating from it made this space feel extremely depressed.

The man in black gestured, and words came out of his mouth without any emotion. "Seven steps to kill, five steps to fall into the sky!"

A devastating energy swept in, scaring Zhao Ming's soul to be lost, but the picture came to an abrupt end at this point, and Zhao Ming, who returned to reality, had a dry mouth and gasped for breath.

Tianbo, who was standing in the distance, saw Zhao Ming suddenly become like this, and hurriedly walked over, "Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly gasp for breath?"

"Was it just a moment? But it seems like I've been through a long time. "Zhao Ming's back is already wet!

"I" Zhao Ming just wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, he had obviously experienced a terrible scene just now, why couldn't he think of anything now, his brain was blank.

When I thought about it, I suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in my mind.

"Ahh

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you?" Tianbo looked at the uncomfortable Zhao Ming and asked with concern.

Zhao Ming shook his head, "Tianbo, what did I seem to have experienced just now?" but I can't think of anything now. ”

"Well, Xiaoming, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Ming also became more and more confused, what was wrong with him, saw the ink-colored paper in front of him, and said: "Tianbo, can I take this thing out and enlighten for a while?"

"Of course you can, high-level martial arts can't be taken out, but except for this thing, it's been stored here, no one cares about it for a long time, no one minds, I'm in charge, you can take it away." ”

"Thank you!"

"Go back and practice the Tiger Fist well, if you succeed in cultivating this martial art, it will be of great benefit to you in the future!"

"Yes, Tianbo I know!"

Zhao Ming, who returned to the room, frowned at this time, thinking for a long time, he had clearly seen something at that time, but why couldn't he remember anything?

I was very puzzled in my heart, and when I thought about it carefully, my brain was still blank, so I stopped thinking about it, and looked at the ink-colored paper in my hand, which was so ordinary that I couldn't look down on any strangeness.

Zhao Ming burned it with fire and invaded it with water, but it was not okay, did he want to drop blood to recognize the master? Generally, high-level treasures were to be dripping blood to recognize the master, gritting his teeth, biting his fingers, blood flowed out of the wound, Zhao Ming carefully dripped the blood on the paper placed on the table, but after waiting for a long time, the paper did not react at all.

"Alas!"

This is self-inflicted, the ancestors have not understood things for so many years, how can they be so easily cracked by their own opportunistic tricks, and the ancestors should have tried any method.

Putting away the ink-colored paper, the moment the broken finger wound touched the paper, an extremely tiny golden light suddenly flashed again.

After the golden light, the ink-colored paper in Zhao Ming's hand shook violently, and a thick black gas gushed out from the paper.

The paper that was thrown on the ground shook more and more violently, and the black gas continued to surge, and in the thick black gas, a small golden light rampaged in it, and where it passed, the black gas fled in a hurry, as if it was very afraid of the golden light, and avoided it.

The golden rays did not let them go because of the avoidance of the black gas, and kept catching up, where they passed, the black gas continued to decrease, and the golden rays were devouring the black gas, and with the continuous reduction of the black gas, the golden rays actually had a trace of growth.

Zhao Ming saw that the black gas of your paper was getting less and less, so he calmed down, walked over and bent over to pick up the ink-colored paper, and the moment he picked up the paper, the black gas disappeared completely, and the golden light also disappeared from Zhao Ming's finger wound.

Zhao Ming looked at the paper that was not shaking, his face was confused, he didn't know why it suddenly happened, and he couldn't come to any conclusion after repeated observations.

Just as Zhao Ming was concentrating on research, several rainbow rays seeped out from the ink-colored paper, intertwined in mid-air, forming a light curtain, like the essence of light condensed, shining brightly, shaking people can't open their eyes.

In the middle of the air in front of him, on the brilliant light curtain, there are countless ancient characters densely engraved, and the tiny ones are almost invisible, but each ancient character is shining brightly, and the brilliance is brilliant.