Mu Liufeng's death and Ming Qianhe's serious injury caused him to feel deep self-blame and introspection. Back in the underground palace, if he hadn't been dazzled by the secret knowledge of the temple that he was about to acquire, he would have been too confident and gullible.
How did he end up with today's results if he surrendered his Red Dragon Sword to Suo Wenming's conspiracy?
Before he knew it, Qing Kuang had arrived behind him.
Ao Junxie stared into the distance and murmured:
"Madam, how is the deciphering of the content on the fantasy stone tablet going?"
Qing Kuang breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes still fixed on the vast distance.[
"There is no difficulty in writing words on the ancient objects of the Temple of Light. After all, they are warriors of the human race just like us. They are just some ancient words. With the previous experience of splicing the Tianji Diagram, coupled with the guidance of Senior Ming, now
, it’s basically completed.”
Qing Kuang said calmly, thought for a moment, and then said:
"It's just that... this temple's secret skill seems a bit unusual. It doesn't seem to be a purely spiritual martial art. From the experience of Senior Ming and I, it seems that it has surpassed the boundaries of spiritual power, ancient martial arts, and even any attribute.
, and become the supreme technique that unifies the Dao!"
Ao Junxie listened and nodded gently.
Qing Kuang frowned slightly, turned to look at Ao Junxie, and couldn't help but ask:
"Your Majesty is eager to practice the unique skills in this illusionary stone tablet. Does he want to attack the southern Miao territory and the Guangming Temple as soon as possible?"
Ao Junxie hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head gently and said slowly:
"No! Madam, I have been alone to calm down and think for a long time!
In the past, Fengyun War God Ao Junxie was indeed too arrogant and confident, fearing nothing but heaven and earth. Although he defeated many opponents, he also lost too many things at the same time!
The Temple of Light is able to lurk Suo Wenming in Fengyun Continent for so many years, which shows that they are not easily defeated. This time, I must not fight an unprepared battle.
There is no need to rush the matter of unifying southern Xinjiang. Once we are fully capable, we will win it in one fell swoop!"
Qing Kuang was a little stunned when he heard this. In his impression, Ao Junxie had always been that resolute and fierce man. Now that he said these words, he was indeed a lot more mature. He couldn't help but nodded appreciatively and murmured:
"The prince can have such foresight and foresight, and Qing Kuang is also pleased for the people of Fengyun Kingdom."
Ao Junxie turned around and asked Qing Kuang:
"With your level of cultivation, how long will it take to fully master the secret skills in the spiritual illusion?"
Qing Kuang thought for a moment and said:
"The most basic level of cultivation required to get started with this temple's secret art is the Spirit Emperor level. If it is practiced by a single human master, I am afraid that even those with extremely high talents will need twenty years of dedicated study..."
"Twenty years..."
After Ao Junxie heard this, he couldn't help but frowned with worry and murmured: [
"That means that even if you and I start practicing at the same time, and each learns half of it, it will take ten years at the earliest?"
Qing Kuang saw the confusion in his heart, paused, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, please listen to what Qing Kuang has to say. Although it takes twenty years for a single warrior to become a single warrior, it just so happens that one of the Prince and I is proficient in spiritual power and the other is proficient in ancient martial arts. This is a God-given opportunity. We can study the corresponding parts clearly and supplement them with peerless skills."
The power of the sacred weapons Red Dragon Sword and Xianmo Qin can greatly shorten the training time."