"One thought gives birth to me, and one thought gives birth to the world?"
Ye Fei stood in Wu Palace, chewing on these words over and over. He seemed to understand something, but he seemed to understand nothing.
However, Ye Fei knew that the senior Martial Emperor set such a strict test. He did not want Ye Fei to learn fighting instincts. He also hoped that Ye Fei could understand more.
"It's a pity that I'm not even a Martial Saint, and martial arts is too vast. This senior Martial Emperor left these words, and I don't understand what he meant at all!"
Ye Fei smiled bitterly. There seemed to be only a big difference between the Martial Saint and the Martial Emperor, but this gap was like the difference between heaven and earth.
"No matter what, thanks to the guidance of this senior Martial Emperor, I can transform my fighting consciousness into fighting instinct. I will definitely remember what senior said. By the way, I dare to ask senior, you said I am the second person to pass through hell.
It’s difficult, so who is the first one?”
Ye Fei cupped his hands and looked respectfully at the sky of Wu Palace, but he heard nothing. Only then did Ye Fei understand that although both Emperor Wu and Emperor Wu could leave thoughts, Emperor Wu's thoughts could not be like those of Emperor Wu.
Thoughts are so immortal.
Emperor Wu's mind could only mechanically execute the orders given during his lifetime, and of course it was impossible to answer Ye Fei's questions. At the same time, after passing the hell difficulty, three treasure boxes appeared in front of Ye Fei.
Ye Fei walked over and took a look.
"Sword Sutra!"
"Knife Sutra!"
"Array Sutra!"
The three treasure boxes placed in front of him were clearly three martial arts classics! At the same time, through the introduction on the treasure boxes, Ye Fei finally knew the origin of the Martial Palace.
"It turns out that the owner of the Wu Palace was a martial arts genius with three skills in the sword formation. Later, he broke through Empress Wu and became known as the Three Skills Martial Emperor! It's a pity that this Three Skills Martial Emperor was unlucky. During a training,
He was severely injured and eventually died young, and died here when he was in the second level of Emperor Wu."
Ye Fei read the introduction on the treasure box and couldn't help but sigh. He could practice three martial arts classics at the same time. This Three Ultimate Martial Emperor was undoubtedly a genius.
But even such a genius will eventually fall. It has to be said that the road to martial arts is really full of ups and downs and thorns.
"If you want to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, you must cut through the thorns and move forward bravely!" After seeing the experience of this Three Ultimate Martial Emperor, Ye Fei was also very touched. Then he tried to open the treasure chest of the Sword Scripture, but was shocked to find that
, it was empty inside, there was nothing.
He opened the treasure chest of the Book of Swords again, but still found that it was empty, with nothing in it.
In the end, Ye Fei didn't give up and opened the treasure box of the array again, but it was still empty, with nothing in it.
"What's going on? The Three Jue Martial Emperor has set up so many tests, and the purpose should be to select his descendants to continue his martial arts. Why is there nothing here? Could it be that the previous one took them all away..."
Suddenly, Ye Fei remembered that he was not the first person to enter the real Martial Emperor's Palace. Before him, there was another person who passed the hell-level test in advance.
Needless to say, that person must have taken away all the secret skills of the Three Ultimate Martial Emperors.
"It seems that I came a step too late. After all the hard work, I finally passed the hell-level test, but I didn't get anything."
Ye Fei stood up depressed and began to look around, looking for other treasures: "I remember Jiang Cheng said that there is a treasure in the Wu Palace. The Jiang family is determined to get it, and they even sent me in to help. What kind of treasure is that?
?”
He began to search around the Wu Palace. Not long after, Ye Fei actually discovered a strange place.
"Hey, there is an underground palace in this Martial Palace? I wonder where this underground palace will lead?" Ye Fei walked down the underground palace with some curiosity.
boom!
The scene inside shocked Ye Fei. Inside the underground palace, there was a tall figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the underground palace. His body was constantly exuding the wonderful power of heaven and earth.
"It's the corpse of the Three Jue Martial Emperors! I didn't expect that after two thousand years, the Three Jue Martial Emperors have not yet completed their transformation, and the body can still exude such terrifying power of heaven and earth!" Ye Fei was very surprised, and then he knew what a Martial Emperor was.
How powerful.
It has taken two thousand years to achieve enlightenment, but it has not yet been completed.
"No, young man, you are wrong. The Three Jue Martial Emperor has already successfully transformed into a Taoist being. This corpse is just his image!"
Suddenly, a hoarse old voice came from this underground palace, faintly as if he had heard it there. Ye Fei was immediately startled, thinking that the Sanjue Martial Emperor still had a remnant soul that was not dead.
"Who are you? Are you the Three Ultimate Martial Emperor?" Ye Fei shouted loudly, already regretting running into this underground palace without any trouble.
You must know that the powerful Martial Emperor, even if it is just a residual soul, is not something he can deal with.
"Haha, who am I? Young man, you are holding the Imperial Holy Sword that I gave you. Don't you still know who I am?" the old voice asked.
Then, bit by bit, a rickety figure emerged from the body of the Three Jue Martial Emperor Huandao, but this figure seemed to be restricted by something.
He could only walk three steps away, and then a chain formed by a black energy trapped him next to the body of the Three Jue Martial Emperor, unable to move. He could only stand there helplessly and looked at Ye Fei: "Old man
Jiang Min, junior, you should understand by now."
"Jiang Min, you are the Martial Saint Jiang Min!" Ye Fei's eyes widened when he heard this. Jiang Min, the only Martial Saint in the Feng Palace, Jiang Cheng's grandfather!
It's just that didn't Jiang Cheng say that his grandfather was dying and could no longer fight, but Jiang Min was able to fight Lin Canghai outside the Wu Palace.
The most bizarre thing is that this Martial Palace does not allow martial saints or warriors over thirty years old to enter. Then how did Jiang Min get in?
The more Ye Fei thought about it, the more confused he became. Faintly, he felt that something was not quite right.
"Young man, don't think about it. I even gave you the Holy Sword of the Emperor. How can I still harm you? You are friends with my grandson Jiang Cheng, and you can be regarded as my junior. You save me first, and the rest
, we’ll talk about it later! Jiang Min seemed very anxious and kept trying to get closer to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei is not stupid either. There is something strange about this matter, and he does not dare to release Jiang Min, the martial saint, casually.
At the same time, seeing the black chain around Jiang Min's neck, Ye Fei quickly understood what was going on.
"That's it! Wu Huang Palace does not allow Martial Saints to enter. The only way you can enter is to pass the Wu Huang Palace like me, and then you can enter. I know, you are the first to pass the hell-level test before me.
Man! It’s just that I don’t understand why you have been trapped here for so many years even though you have cleared customs. Who is Jiang Min outside? "
Ye Fei quickly backed away and looked at Jiang Min very warily. This Martial Saint was full of evil spirits, and Ye Fei did not dare to be careless. (To be continued)