Ye Junlang took a deep breath and looked at the entrance of the cave. It was about five meters deep and about three meters wide. The space in the entire cave was more than fifteen square meters.
Such a space is quite large.
"Greedy Lang, Ziyang, please pay attention to the surroundings of this cave and see if there is anything left. There is also under the stream in the inner wall of the cave. Go check it inch by inch." Ye Junlang said.
The wolf boy and Liu Ziyang nodded one after another. They now know that this cave was a place where the ancestor of the Martial Saint was resting and drinking tea in their spare time hundreds of years ago. In this small world, any place with the footprints of the Martial Saint was definitely extraordinary and worthy of careful exploration and search.
Ye Junlang and Bai Xian'er were also searching. The tactical flashlights in their hands illuminated the cave as bright as daylight. There was really something that could be found.
While searching, Liu Ziyang suddenly said, "Huh? Some marks were left on the inner wall of this cave."
After hearing this, Ye Junlang and Bai Xian'er immediately walked over and shone it with a flashlight. After illuminating it, they suddenly saw residual marks on the inner wall of the right side of the cave. These marks have been going on for too long. After forming a stream in the cave, water vapor penetrated and stained. Some of the rocks and soil on the inner walls have been peeled off, but after careful defense, they still saw that the marks were actually fist marks.
Needless to say, these boxing seals must be left by the founder of the Martial Saint.
This shocked Ye Junlang. He tested the strength of these inner walls, which was extremely hard. Hundreds of times, these rock walls were even more solid without being eroded by water vapor.
However, hundreds of years ago, the founder of the Martial Saint was able to imprint his fist shadow on these inner walls. It is conceivable how terrifying it was. With this, it can be inferred that the founder of the Martial Saint was definitely a merit and fortune, and he reached an incredible state.
These boxing seals seem a bit messy, but when you look closely, they seem to contain a mysterious boxing rhyme. However, how to understand these boxing rhymes is difficult to start.
"These fist marks were engraved, right? The inner wall inside the cave is so hard, and someone can brand the fist marks? It's incredible!"
Liu Ziyang spoke and subconsciously reached out to touch the fist marks.
When he reached out and touched it, his whole body retracted his fingers as if he was struck by lightning, and then shouted: "Who, who is? Who is talking?"
Dong!
Ye Junlang couldn't help but give him a chestnut and said, "Are you nervous or directing and acting? Who is talking?"
Liu Ziyang rubbed his head and said, "Brother Ye, someone was really talking just now, echoing in my mind..."
"Brother, it seems that someone is talking."
The wolf boy suddenly spoke, and at this time he reached out to touch the fist marks on the inner wall.
Ye Junlang was stunned and asked, "You have a voice in your mind? What are you talking about?"
"The martial arts fist emphasizes spirit but not form. If you can bear the spirit and form, you can act as the intention of killing the hero--" Wolf Child said subconsciously.
Liu Ziyang also reached out to touch the fist marks again, and he said, "No, right, that voice clearly means saying that the boxing method is all kinds of methods, including all kinds of fists, and the fist moves with the heart, pointing directly to the origin-"
Ye Junlang was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought that in the Titan ruins, the process of obtaining the inheritance of the Titan power evolution secret technique was that he reached out to touch those special symbols. The massive information contained in those symbols poured into his mind, allowing him to master the Titan power evolution secret technique.
Now, the situation of Wolf Child and Liu Ziyang may be similar to that of him at that time.
The boxing seals left by the founder of the Martial Saint clearly contain a profound and unfathomable boxing intention. If someone is destined to touch these boxing seals by chance, the boxing intentions left in the boxing seal will be stimulated and obtained by the person with destined to be manifested, and the meaning of the martial arts ancestor will be personally passed on to the boxing Taoism in person.
Ye Junlang was excited and said in a deep voice: "Listen to Tianlang Ziyang, this is a great opportunity for you. Close your eyes, calm your heart, and understand and remember these secrets of boxing seals."
After hearing this, Wolf Child and Liu Ziyang did what they did, and they all went to understand it one by one.
Ye Junlang also tried to reach out to touch these boxing marks, but it was obviously not able to trigger the boxing intention contained in these boxing marks, and he did not get any insights into the boxing marks.
Bai Xian'er also tried it, and the situation was the same as Ye Junlang, but it was not a success.
It doesn’t matter to Bai Xian’er. She is unable to practice further martial arts, so she doesn’t feel any regrets about this.
As for Ye Junlang, he could only smile bitterly. He speculated that this might be related to the fact that what he was practicing was not ancient martial arts.
He followed the path of martial arts practiced by physical body and did not practice ancient martial arts. The boxing marks left by the founder of the Martial Saint were branded with the ancient martial arts boxing marks, so he had no chance with him.
As for Wolf Child and Liu Ziyang, the inheritance of these boxing seals is not only related to their own practice of ancient martial arts, but also their bloodline, physique, and fate.
In short, no matter what, Ye Junlang was happy to see Wolf Child and Liu Ziyang get such an opportunity from the bottom of his heart. The overjoyed feeling was far more exciting than he got such an opportunity himself.
Bai Xian'er smiled at Ye Junlang and said, "We won't bother them to understand the boxing Taoism. Let's continue searching."
"good!"
Ye Junlang nodded, and he was extremely relieved when he saw Lang Hai and Liu Ziyang clearly fell into a state of selflessness.
Ye Junlang began to search other inner walls to see that no other fist marks were left behind. After a search, there were no other fist marks.
There is nothing else worth discovering, the only thing left is under the stream.
Ye Junlang thought for a while and placed his tactical backpack on the stone table that exposed his sleep. Then he bent down and began to grop inch by inch at the bottom of the stream.
When he found the innermost position near the cave, he was surprised and said, "It seems that something was given to the card owner by the stone."
Bai Xian'er came over after hearing this. He saw Ye Junlang's hands under the stream and moved a stone away, then picked up a wet thing.
I picked it up and saw that it was a piece of animal skin, which was slightly larger than a piece of A4 paper. I couldn't tell what kind of animal skin it was. There were some handwriting on the inside of the skin.
Ye Junlang put the animal skin on the stone table and spread it open. He took out some tissues from his tactical backpack and sucked some water on the side of the animal skin with handwriting.
Bai Xian'er shone with a tactical flashlight. The handwriting on the animal skin was blurred under the blisters, and some were still identifiable, but the fonts on it were all ancient fonts. Some of them could be recognized by Ye Junlang, while others could not be recognized.
After Bai Xian'er looked at it, her face looked surprised and happy, and said, "This, isn't this a note left by the founder of the Martial Saint?"
"Martial Saint's Notes?"
Ye Junlang's face was stunned. This was priceless.
If some notes and notes left by the founder of the Martial Saint are related to martial arts, if they really want to be taken out, all forces, including some holy places, will fight for them at all costs, and it is not hesitant to turn against each other and become enemies.