Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 194 Cherish
The three-dimensional images of the ancient river stone tablets in the sacred text ruins are slightly incomplete, and a few of the sacred texts are blurred and incomplete.

This ancient river stone tablet is as clean as new, without even a trace of moss or dust.

The divine text above is clear to the eye.

Zhou Leng read it carefully.

Now Zhou Leng’s attainments in divine literature are extraordinary. After all, he is a kid who has taken formal divine literature classes.

What is written above is similar to what was cracked before.

The Ancient River Sect spans the galaxy and the deep realms, recruits countless disciples, and creates countless trial sites.

Behind the stone tablet is a trial site of the Guhe Sect.

It is mainly used to train and select disciples who are superior to the world.

However, the trial ground only opens once every hundred years.

According to the signs shown on the stele, the Ancient River Trial Land was opened to the world ahead of time.

When it is officially opened, those who meet the requirements will be able to participate in the trial.

Zhou Leng looked around. The Guhe Trial Ground was about to open, but not now.

Zhou Leng walked slowly forward on the shining cobblestone road.

When I walked to the stone tablet, I was blocked by an invisible film of light.

A strange bell sounded, and Zhou Leng instinctively wanted to use the word "old" to describe the melodious bell sound.

My whole body shook, and the sound of the bell seemed to contain a strange power that swept through my body.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng's body actually passed through the light film.

After walking along the cobblestone road for a while, at the end of the road, there was a light white wooden house surrounded by white birch trees and green grass.

The wooden house may look plain, but the roof has flying eaves and brackets, and the details are intricately carved.

Zhou Leng walked to the door and saluted, using the divine language to pronounce the words.

"I came here by chance, I hope you can forgive me."

Nothing had changed. Zhou Leng plucked up his courage and knocked on the door three times, but no one responded.

He knocked three times, but no one answered, so he pushed the door open and walked in.

This is an ordinary room with a row of twelve straw mats placed on the floor.

There is a painting hanging on the middle wall.

The horizontal “一” is slightly different from Chinese and is the way of writing divine texts.

When Zhou Leng was in the Divine Text Class, he learned that this "one" has multiple meanings, including "origin", "Tao", "supreme" and "ultimate".

Zhou Leng recalled the contents of the inscription and believed that this should be a "meditation room".

For students preparing for exams.

Zhou Leng looked around and saw only straw mats and scrolls in the house.

Choose the straw mat closest to the "一" scroll and sit cross-legged.

Look up at the word "one" and ponder it quietly.

Soon, footsteps were heard behind him.

Zhou Leng looked back and saw a tall red-haired man pushing the door open.

He was like a giant, with a surging momentum like the sea and the sky, seeming to break through the roof.

The man crossed his arms across his chest, and his arms were thicker than Zhou Leng's legs.

Blade-like bony fins sprouted from his elbows, behind his head, and behind his knees.

There are three cracks on both sides of the mouth, like fish gills.

The skin is rough, with traces of light blue fish scales appearing on the surface.

Half-blood siren.

He has a broad face, a short nose and a big mouth. At first glance, he does not look good according to the general human aesthetic, but upon closer inspection, he seems to be very heroic and extraordinary.

Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Greetings, Senior Tyrannical Blood."

The blood of tyranny was rampant on the battlefield between the two races. He had just fought against four masters alone and seriously injured one of them. His reputation for brutality spread far and wide throughout the ten realms.

He glanced at Zhou Leng and said in a very gentle voice: "You can seize the initiative, good, cherish this opportunity."

After saying that, he sat down beside Zhou Leng, looking at the scroll with one word, and comprehended it quietly.

Zhou Leng suddenly remembered that someone had called the Blood of Tyranny a psychopath.

The reason is that Tyrannical Blood is a madman when it comes to "fighting". He will fight anyone and kill anyone. Killing his subordinates is a common occurrence. He has killed at least eighty concubines, if not a hundred.

He never goes back on his word when it comes to killing people.

He just said he would let the person go, then turned around and said "it just happened", and then he killed someone.

Everyone unanimously believes that he is not trustworthy.

However, in "martial arts", Tyrannical Blood is extremely rational, restrained and calm.

That year, he discussed the Dao with a human master and agreed not to fight.

The master knew that Tyrannical Blood had always been untrustworthy, so he launched a sneak attack.

Unexpectedly, even though Tyrannical Blood was injured and vomiting blood, he did not fight back, but just smiled and left.

Later, when he met this master on the battlefield, he only injured him but did not kill him.

It's like a completely different person.

It is said that he even kidnapped Song Juesi and discussed Taoism with him for three days, until Song Juesi fainted from exhaustion, before letting him go.

He paid a huge amount of Siren treasure.

Worth one billion.

Plus a treasure that prolongs life.

It was also because of this incident that Song Juesi became famous in the Dragon Kingdom, and many masters came to him for exchanges as students.

After the discussion, the evaluation was consistent.

Well-deserved name.

Although Zhou Leng was a little wary, he thought that this person would not do anything, so he looked at the scroll quietly.

Slowly, more people came in. Zhou Leng no longer paid attention to other people, but just watched quietly.

Not long after, Li Yuanhe walked in, glanced at the backs of Zhou Leng and Tyrannical Blood, and found a straw mat to sit on.

After the meditation room was filled with twelve people, the wooden door never opened again.

Everyone was looking at that "one" quietly.

Zhou Leng followed the way of Tianjie and Zhao Sheng, constantly looking and comprehending, but he felt nothing.

Fortunately, with Tianjie as an example, he was not discouraged and just watched quietly.

Unconsciously, Zhou Leng began to think about what is "one", what is "origin", what is "Tao", and what is "supreme"...

Soon, Zhou Leng connected "one" with his martial arts.

"How can I make my martial arts conform to 'One'?"

Zhou Leng first started with his most familiar killing move of the Layered Wave Palm, "Thousand Tides Flooding the Sea", while looking at "One" and thinking.

Unconsciously, a training field built with square stone slabs emerged in Zhou Leng's consciousness.

A person who looks exactly like him stands on the training ground.

Zhou Leng's mind moved, and the people in the training field began to slowly perform "Thousand Tides Flooding the Sea".

One move, two moves, three moves...

He kept repeating this move as if he never got tired.

At the beginning, there was no gain, it was very boring, and it was a bit exhausting. But after Zhou Leng's injury that year, his will gradually became stronger, and now it is even stronger, without any wavering.

Just practice one.

One thousand moves, two thousand moves...

Ten thousand moves, twenty thousand moves...

One hundred thousand moves...

After practicing to 100,000 moves, Zhou Leng's eyes shook slightly, and he had a clear understanding.

The tactic of Thousand Tides Flooding the Sea can be taken a step further.

However, with my current strength, I have reached my limit.

You need to have a more thorough understanding of the entire "Stacking Waves Palm" to find a way to break through.

Zhou Leng recalled the words of old man Song Juesi.

Old Master Song has reminded us that after practicing "Thousand Tides Flooding the Sea" to perfection, one would then have to practice other moves of the Layered Waves Palm.

By incorporating the artistic conception of another move into a killing move, the killing move can be taken to a higher level.

When all eighteen moves of the Dielang Palm are integrated into one, it will become an extremely deadly move.

This move will completely become your own, and will improve as your realm rises.

Even martial arts at the Qi and Blood level are more than enough to be used at the Grandmaster level.

It will also enhance one's power over martial arts, advance the path of martial arts, and even lead one to the status of a martial saint.

Zhou Leng suddenly remembered what Mr. Song said: learning one move is equivalent to learning ten thousand moves.

Forgetting one move is equivalent to forgetting ten thousand moves.

An indescribable enlightenment, like a tidal wave, hits the brain.

Isn’t what Mr. Song said an annotation of this “one”?
My previous decision to choose one over ten thousand was largely influenced by Mr. Song.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng analyzed the seventeen moves except the "River Flows into the Sea" move one by one.

Finally, choose “All Rivers Return to the Sea” which is more difficult but has a similar artistic conception.

So, Zhou Leng in the consciousness training field began to use "Hundred Rivers Return to the Sea" repeatedly.

One thousand moves, two thousand moves...

No insights.

Ten thousand moves, twenty thousand moves...

I have some insights.

One hundred thousand moves, two hundred thousand moves...

Deep insights.

When he reached 300,000 moves, Zhou Leng stopped.

Mentally exhausted to the limit.

My understanding of the tactic “all rivers flow into the sea” has also reached its limit.

What makes people happy is that not only the understanding of the three palm techniques of "Great Rivers Flow into the Sea", "Hundreds of Rivers Return to the Sea" and "Thousands of Tides Flood the Sea" has been deepened.

In the process of continuously striking the palms, because the Qi moves with the body, the understanding of true Qi and Zhenhai Jue is gradually improving.

Although his body has not experienced 300,000 moves, his use of palm techniques and true Qi is real.

Originally, All Rivers Return to the Sea requires charging for two seconds to exert its maximum power.

But now, the charging time is very short, maybe only twice as long as the charging time of ordinary moves.

When encountering a strong enemy, the power of two consecutive attacks is far less than that of one move of "all rivers return to the sea".

After all, "Hundred Rivers Return to the Sea" is the most powerful palm technique of the "Dielang Palm".

Apart from the slow charging speed, there are no disadvantages.

Zhou Leng blinked and felt as if he had been walking in the desert for seven days and seven nights, with a dry mouth and tongue.

Mental dryness of mouth.

Zhou Leng knew he had reached his limit and did not push forward.

He withdrew his gaze from the one-character scroll and glanced at the others.

Except for Tyrannical Blood, everyone had long given up looking at the scroll and either closed their eyes to rest or sat there in a daze, too tired to think.

Li Yuanhe also looked over, and they both nodded slightly.

Except for the Blood of Tyranny, the other eleven people were all below the innate level.

These are all people who have been sleeping next to the car in the past few days.

Zhou Leng looked at the Blood of Tyranny. He was still staring at the one-character scroll, and there was a faint movement of light and shadow in his eyes.

Everyone waited quietly without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, the Blood of Tyranny blinked and sighed softly. His eyes were dim but still deep.

Tyrannical Blood suddenly spoke.

"This time of practice, I have gained a lot of insights."

"It doesn't matter what the word 'one' is or what the meaning is."

"What's important is how I see it..."

Everyone stared. The Grand Master was preaching in public?

The eleven people hurriedly listened attentively.

Blood of Tyranny slowly spoke of his insights, and everyone listened attentively.

Zhou Leng repeatedly remembered the four points he thought were most important. As for the others, they were either not important or he did not understand them.

Don't be greedy.

Tyrannical Blood finished his sermon and said, "Now, each of you will tell us about your own feelings..."

He smiled and glanced at everyone, his face gentle, and said earnestly as if he was talking to a younger generation: "Remember to cherish every opportunity to practice martial arts."

For some reason, everyone felt a chill down their spine.

Tyrannical Blood turned to look at Zhou Leng and said, "You go first."

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng in confusion, because Zhou Leng was the youngest among everyone and had the lowest realm.

For the rest, the lowest level is the initial stage of vitality.

Li Yuanhe smiled slightly, thinking that the grandmaster's vision was really powerful.

Zhou Leng pondered for a moment and decided to speak frankly.

"First of all, thank you for your sermon, Senior Tyrannical Blood. I will first repeat your four points in my own words, and then talk about my understanding."

“This can also be considered a kind of learning of the one-character painting scroll.”

Tyrannical Blood nodded slightly.

Zhou Leng first talked about his four understandings of the blood of tyranny. After finishing, he straightened his body and his eyes cleared.

Tyrannical Blood was puzzled as to how this ordinary little guy could be so powerful and at this moment was no less powerful than himself.

"This word 'one' has multiple meanings in the sacred text."

"It means 'origin', it means 'Tao', and it also means 'supreme'."

"I will translate some of the sacred texts and use examples to illustrate them."

"I think we must at least understand what this 'one' is before we can practice better..."

Zhou Leng's words were like thunder breaking out in everyone's ears.

(End of this chapter)