Chen Yang knew that senior Qin Yi knew the fortune-telling method and was very powerful, but being able to calculate his own name still surprised Chen Yang.
"By the time you see this letter, I may have failed to break through, and you should have come to Wanwu Palace."
"I gave him the name Wanwu Palace. Wu Ling always told me that this place was not called this name before, but he couldn't remember the name before he came here."
"The reason why I gave this place the name Wanwu Hall is because this is the inheritance place of Wanwu. All the techniques here are techniques passed down thousands of years ago."
"As for the martial spirit, according to my speculation, it is not the spiritual power of a certain person, but the spiritual power of the Ten Thousand Martial Palace."
When Chen Yang saw this, he immediately thought of Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu's body is a bronze tree, an object without any vitality.
But in the end, the existence of spiritual power was still given birth to.
Looking at the surrounding walls and the palace outside, Chen Yang could already imagine Wu Ling's origin.
These palace groups are the Ten Thousand Martial Palaces, and the martial spirits are also the Ten Thousand Martial Palaces!
Wu Ling, like Chen Shu, is a spiritual force bred from a lifeless object.
After digesting this, Chen Yang continued to read.
"As someone who has experienced this, I can give you the best two options. You can continue to stay and learn all the exercises in Wanwu Palace. Although the inheritance has said that you will only get one set of exercises, even if you continue to stay and learn,
Wu Ling won’t say anything, and will even teach you personally.”
"And the second option is to pick out a set of exercises of your own and then go down the mountain to fight for a real chance of survival."
"I originally stayed to learn Wanwudian's techniques to prepare for the next breakthrough. However, after so many years, the techniques I have learned are not even one thousandth."
"During this process, I also tried to challenge others, but I found that there is no stronger warrior than me in this world. The peak master is already invincible."
"So after thinking about it again and again, I tried to make a breakthrough. As for the outcome, I thought it would be a failure, but even so, I don't regret it."
Chen Yang seemed to see a resolute face in this letter.
There wasn't much in the envelope, but what it contained was an eye-opener for Chen Yang.
The library pavilion of Wanwu Palace is not only on one floor, but also has several floors, but special methods are required to enter.
Martial spirit is the key!
Senior Qin Yi died not just because of his failed breakthrough, but because of something else.
As for the contents of the other boxes, although Chen Yang didn't open them, he already knew what they were from the envelopes.
One of the boxes contains Qin Yi's martial arts insights over the years, as well as some techniques he carefully selected.
The other two boxes are full of spiritual stones and elixirs.
Although Senior Qin Yi is not interested in alchemy formations and the like, after years of boring practice, he still dabbled in some alchemy and formations.
Chen Yang looked at the full boxes and couldn't help but sigh.
Such a powerful warrior finally fell on that last road.
After standing up and putting the futon into the necklace, Chen Yang left the room.
The moment Chen Yang closed the door, the shadow in the yard appeared again.
But this time, the shadow didn't turn around and disappear. Instead, it looked at Chen Yang, showed a smile, and said loudly: "The fairy road is ethereal, so walk slowly, fellow Taoist."
