"Remember, you are only here to participate in the Xuanyang Guard trial."
"You are still far from the official Xuanyang Guards."
"There are some things that you don't need to worry about," the old man glanced at everyone and said calmly, "and there is no need for you to make your own decisions."
After saying that, he moved and floated towards the forest ahead.
The female cultivator in black turned to look at the other people, nodded to each other, and walked forward.
…
At this time, Han Muye and Zhao Pu had reached the foot of the cliff.
The jade plate in front of Zhao Pu stayed in front of him and slowly rotated.
"When Senior Brother Chongxiao and others left, they set up a covering formation here."
"It seems that after all these years, the formation has not been broken, and no outsiders have entered the secret place."
Zhao Pu showed a smile on his face and spoke softly.
This is good news.
He raised his hand and slapped it on the jade plate in front of him. The jade plate spun around, and then lines of aura spread out in all directions.
In front of the originally messy stone wall, a stone platform paved with bluestone appeared.
Behind the stone platform is a rather wide and deep cave.
Zhao Pu reached out to fetch the jade plate and came back. Seeing that the jade plate was already covered with cracks, he shook his head, took the jade plate away, and led the way into the cave.
That jade plate is a soul-seeking plate received by the sect, and it means that traces left by the sect's inheritance can be found.
Now that we have found the formation that was originally set up by the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect and broken it, we have completed our mission.
Han Muye and Lin Shen followed Zhao Pu into the cave.
This cave is three feet high and two feet wide. The further you go, the wider it gets.
"Senior Brother Lin said at the beginning that this place looked like a place for military training. Looking at it now, it is indeed true."
There was a jade-colored light ball floating in front of Zhao Pu, illuminating the surrounding area.
He looked at the stone walls around him and said.
This stone wall shows traces of artificial mining.
Walking forward, various stone tables, chairs, and hammer locks are scattered.
Most of these are physical exercises.
Han Muye knelt down and reached out to pick up a piece of rusty armor.
There are a lot of armor pieces like this scattered everywhere.
"armor."
Lin Shen frowned and said, "I don't think I've heard of any sect having such a team, complete with iron armor."
The Western Territory is vast, and each sect has ordinary towns under its rule.
But there is no country in Western Xinjiang.
Every town in Western Xinjiang is guarded by various sects.
There are scattered practitioners wearing iron armor in Western Xinjiang, but there are no iron armored troops refining their bodies in Western Xinjiang.
"Elder Jiange and the others said that this Iron Bull Strength is related to Zhongzhou. I guess this army is from Zhongzhou."
Standing up, Han Muye looked at the empty space ahead.
"We are just here to find Tieniu Jin's follow-up exercises, don't worry about the rest."
I don’t know how old the ruins here are, and they also involve Zhongzhou, so it’s useless to bother taking care of them.
Zhao Pu and Lin Shen nodded, and the three of them walked forward in the stone chamber.
After searching around, except for a lot of scattered iron armor, there was not a single other weapon.
This disappointed Han Muye, who wanted to go back to the scene with the sword and obtain the practice skills.
After searching through several collapsed earth and stone buildings, nothing useful was found.
"Brother Han, I'm afraid there is no useful information here."
"Either the people here eventually died, or they left and took away everything with clues."
Zhao Pu looked around, stretched out his hand and patted a stone pillar as thick as an arm's length, and spoke in a deep voice.
Lin Chongxiao and others had already explored this place.
They didn't expect much when they came this time, they just wanted to find clues to the practice method.
Unfortunately, there are really no clues.
Lin Shen shook his head in shame.
Lin Chongxiao once told him that he would exchange information about a secret place for Han Muye's help.
This secret place has no value, and Lin Shen feels regretful.
Han Muye turned his head and looked at Zhao Pu.
To be precise, he looked at the stone pillar that Zhao Pu slapped with his palm.
There are seven or eight such stone pillars scattered everywhere in the cave.
"Brother Han..."
Seeing Han Muye looking at him intently, Zhao Pu was a little confused.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, walked to the stone pillar, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed the stone pillar.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Pu also pressed his hand on the stone pillar, and then a strange look appeared on his face.
"This stone pillar is used to refine the body and practice boxing skills..."
From what he could sense with the palm of his hand, the surface of the stone pillar was densely packed with depressions.
These depressions are caused by the impact of the phalanges.
Where is the stone pillar? It is clearly an extremely rare spiritual material refined.
Even the Jiuxuan Sword Sect does not have stone pillars made from these spiritual materials.
"call--"
Han Muye, who was standing in front of the stone pillar, punched out and hit the stone pillar.
His fist bone coincided with a depression.
As soon as he punched out, his body seemed to be activated, his steps moved, his fist struck, and his whole person turned into a shadow, wandering around the stone pillar.
"Physical training techniques..."
Looking at Han Muye's figure, Zhao Pu whispered blankly: "Do you understand now?"
"Really, you can't compare people with each other..."
Lin Shen, who was standing behind, nodded.
really.
He had seen Han Muye's abnormal power of understanding.
At this time, Han Muye was walking in front of the stone pillar. Every time he punched, he was comprehending the boxing skills and deducing the body-training techniques.
In his mind, figures appeared with their upper bodies bare and fists constantly pumping.
These figures who clearly looked like soldiers surrounded the stone pillars, beating their bodies with all their strength.
Tie Niu Jin.
Most of the boxing techniques are iron-niu-jin.
"After Iron Niu condenses, if you want to go further, what the Red Flame Army spreads is the strength of the bull."
In the picture, a figure with a similarly bare upper body and a shadow of a dark golden bull floating on his body appeared.
"drink--"
The big man punched the stone pillar, and cracks appeared on the stone pillar.
Pretty awesome.
Red Flame Army.
It is indeed a Zhongzhou inheritance.
Just as Han Muye was about to stop, the voice in the picture started again.
"Your Majesty, the commander led us to rebel from Zhongzhou because there is a better way out in Western Xinjiang."
Rebellion from Zhongzhou!
What kind of temptation caused Zhongzhou's orthodox military to betray the dynasty?
Han Muye punched in the wind, staring at the stone pillar in front of him, sensing the changes in texture on it, and pictures continued to flash in his mind.
"Everyone in the world feels that Zhongzhou is the holy land of cultivation in the Tianxuan world."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "In fact, in ancient times, Western Xinjiang was not inferior to Zhongzhou."
"Because the inheritance of Xijiang comes from outside the Tianxuan world!"
The big man shouted while a gray-black halo flashed around his body.
The golden cow shadow behind him turned into bronze, as if it were cast bronze, completely solid.
"This is a technique that the Commander found from the Western Border inheritance. After merging it with Tie Niu Jin, he called it the Demon Ox Kung Fu."
"The demonic cow steps on the sky——"
The big man shouted, and the bronze cow shadow behind him turned into fist wind and hit the stone pillar in front of him.
"boom!"
The stone pillar exploded and created a large depression.
It was the depression in front of Han Mu.
The spiritual materials used to refine this stone pillar are special and are extremely powerful at absorbing physical power.
There was only a faint mark on the stone pillar after the impact of tens of thousands of kilograms of force.
The power of the big man's punch is ten times higher than before!
The Demonic Ox Kung Fu is indeed powerful.
"We all practice this technique, and when it is completed, we will destroy the sect guarding the passage outside the boundary, and then leave the Tianxuan world."
"The commander said that only those outside the Tianxuan world have the chance to live forever!"
Immortality.
When this word appeared, Han Mu was stunned.
Isn’t cultivation just for immortality?
In all the records of the Tianxuan world, there are powerful people in the heavenly realm and extremely powerful monks.
But it didn’t say who can live forever.
Beyond Tianxuan, is there eternal life?
"The commander is here——"
The picture in Han Muye's mind trembled. He wanted to see the commander's face clearly, but before he could see it clearly, the picture was already broken.
He could only slowly withdraw his fist.
"how?"
Seeing Han Muye withdraw his fist, Zhao Pu spoke in a low voice.
"If you have gained something, you can practice it after you return to the sect and do some extrapolation." Han Muye spoke softly, with a smile on his face.
Whether it's Man Niu Jin or Demon Niu Gong, they all gave him a guide.
He may not necessarily practice these two body-training techniques, but he knows how to choose the direction of derivation.
"Okay, then let's go back to the sect -" Zhao Pu said, suddenly frowning.
He raised his head and looked in the direction leading out of the cave.
Several figures arrived quietly.
"Chiyanzhu, it seems we have come to the right place."
A voice sounded.
Zhao Pu did not look at the speaker, but stared at the old man in black robe who came in the lead.
All the energy, blood and spiritual energy in his body were suppressed and churning, as if his energy and spirit were being adjusted to their optimal state.
Get ready for a fight!
Lin Shen moved his steps in front of Han Muye without leaving a trace, protecting his body behind him.
Han Muye's eyes also fell on the old man.
The black robe is lined with black armor.
That sword, black with scabbard.
Xuanyang Guard!
This old man is the Xuanyang Guard, one of the two great armies of the Zhongzhou Dynasty.
This is not the first time Han Muye has seen Xuanyang Wei.
In the memory of the sheathed black sword on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye had seen the Xuanyang Guard countless times.
In darkness, hold on to the light.
Xuan is Tianxuan, and Yang is Shouzheng.
"Do you have anything to do with this place?" The old man looked at Zhao Pu, his eyes wandered to Han Muye and Lin Shen, and then he spoke calmly.
Zhao Pu shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, but we discovered this place first."
Hearing Zhao Pu's words, the old man narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment and said: "Since it has nothing to do with this place, you can leave."
Walk?
Zhao Pu turned his head and looked at the thick stone pillar beside him.
These things are treasures.
If you bring it back to the sect, you can at least get a lot of merit in exchange.
Zhao Pu was unwilling to leave like this.
What's more, as a disciple of Xijiang Sect, he has his pride.
Even if the opponent's strength seems to be unpredictable, you can't just turn around and leave with just one word, right?
Jiuxuan Sword Sect, so no cards?
"Let's go first. It's you who should go." Zhao Pu pressed his hand on the stone pillar beside him.
His thumb pressed down gently.
Lin Shen, who was standing behind him, slowly lowered his figure.
Get ready to take action.
"It seems that he is indeed from a major sect in Western Xinjiang." The old man on the opposite side spoke softly, then raised his hand and said: "Aren't you interested in Xijiang cultivators? Let's give it a try."
Three figures, already impatient, flew out and rushed towards Zhao Pu, Lin Shen, and Han Muye.
"Get back!"
Zhao Pu, who was tall and strong with a shiny bald head, shouted loudly and punched out, and a majestic white tiger appeared behind him.
The shadow of a punch directly covered all three people rushing in front of them.
Lin Shen pressed his hand on the hilt of the big sword and stared straight ahead.
Han Muye looked at the shadow of the white tiger behind Zhao Pu.
This guy is really rough and subtle. He knew it was better not to use Iron Bull Strength here and deliberately showed off the earth vein technique passed down from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
As soon as the phantom of the white tiger appeared, any experienced Western Xinjiang cultivator would know that he had met someone from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, right?
However, the other party is not from Xijiang.
The other party is from Zhongzhou.
Or Xuanyang Guard.
Han Muye turned his gaze to the old man opposite with the black sword hanging on his waist.
Today's situation and how to break it all depend on this person.
