There are thousands of ways, and the same path will be achieved!

One method is understood and hundreds of methods are understood.

Murong Bo was thinking.

"There are still several stone chambers here. If you are interested, go and see it yourself. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do!" Wang Dong took back the silk roll from Murong Bo's hand, fell straight to the ground, spread the silk roll on his knees, and began to read it carefully.

Murong Bo is just saying this. This place is a secluded place in the Xiaoyao Sect. Although it seems to be abandoned for many years, it may not be impossible to make any achievements after searching three feet of the ground.

If you can find one or two Xiaoyao Sect martial arts from it, maybe you don’t have to be afraid of the person in front of you!

Murong Bo was in a hot heart and turned around and walked into another stone room.

Wang Dong sat for seven days and seven nights, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

During these seven days, Murong Bo certainly was not idle either. He almost pushed the entire Lang Huan land upside down, but he never found the classics of the Xiaoyao School he had always dreamed of.

This naturally disappointed him.

What he didn't know was that this incident was done by Li Yunluo, a prodigal girl, more than ten or twenty years ago, and directly moved the classics of major sects in Langhuan's blessed land.

Although Murong Bo did not disturb Wang Dong, his attention was always peeking in secret. He could see that Wang Dong seemed to have gained some understanding from the "Xiaoyaoyou" silk scroll written by Xiaoyaozi, and entered a mysterious and unspeakable wonder state.

This mysterious realm is hard to come by for every martial arts world, but it is extremely dangerous to respond - perhaps with just a light palm, Murong Bo thought of this in his heart. His murderous intent was boiling in his eyes. He almost suppressed his surging murderous intent countless times. In the end, he hesitated!

Along the way, Wang Dong gave him the feeling that he was too profound! He pointed to others, but he didn't believe that the other party would be unpredictable.

During these seven days, the changes in Wang Dong's aura made Murong Bo even more afraid. The former's aura suddenly became as vague as an immortal, as if he was about to ride the wind and fly to the sky in the next second, and then became as dangerous as a mountain. It was solemn and pounding, giving people a feeling of rising from the dangerous peaks of the giant mountains on the plain, like a breeze and bright moon, without a trace, like a thousand thunder, and lightning tearing the sky apart... All kinds of light, violent, and illusory strange changes!

Seven days later.

Buzz!!!

Murong Bo suddenly heard a trembling notes in his ears. The sound was thin and weak, and it was almost impossible to hear. However, it made his qi and blood tremble in his body.

A trace of surprise shot out from his eyes, and then rushed towards the stone chamber where Wang Dong was. He saw Wang Dong, who had been silent for many days, exhaling a long breath, shooting on the stone wall like a sword, immediately shaking the entire stone chamber trembled unstoppably.

The next moment, Wang Dong opened his eyes!

Crack! This stone chamber is built at the bottom of Jianhu Lake. Although crystals are installed on the stone wall so that there is no light to penetrate, overall, the entire stone chamber still looks very dark. But the moment Wang Dong opened his eyes, the darkness in the stone chamber seemed to be frozen on cardboard. Then someone wiped it off quickly with an eraser, and the light flashed inch by inch, giving people the feeling of an arc bursting out of thin air, shining brightly throughout the room.

Murong Bodun felt that the dark stone chamber suddenly turned white, and a dazzling white light flashed. His eyes touched Wang Dong's eyes, and there was a feeling of electric shock all over his body.

This phenomenon is profound and unfathomable. Of course, it can indeed be called shocking in the eyes of ordinary people. To describe it in Taoist terms, it is the four words - the electricity generated in the virtual room!

If "everyone can kill people when flying flowers and leaves are flying" is a legend in the martial arts world, then the power generation in the empty room can definitely be called a myth. Whether it is folk legends or many Taoist classics, those who are related to these four words are some land gods.

Zuo Ci, Zhang Daoling, Ge Hong... and even Lu Zu, who is the head of the Eight Immortals in folk legends!

"Wow! Wow!"

The sound of the turbulent flowing water sounded, resounding in Murong Bo's ears, and the wisps of notes penetrated his mind, but this was at the bottom of the sword lake, where did the sound of the flowing water come from?

He was soon shocked to find that the sound was actually coming from Wang Dong's body. Wang Dong's meridians, blood vessels and even his entire body seemed to have turned into the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the vast ocean. The meridians of his body were surging and flowing, colliding with each other and stimulating.

"Hahaha, so that's it, so that's it!"

Wang Dong suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was filled with the meaning of great joy, great liberation, and great enlightenment. His body suddenly stood up and walked out of the cave with great strides.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Like a dragon or an elephant, stepping on the earth. Every step out, the power in his body flows out unconsciously, pouring on the bluestone ground. Every step out leaves deep footprints, which shakes the stone chamber trembles continuously.

While breathing, others have stepped out of the hole.

The sky light suddenly lit up, and the huge rock wall that closed the entire Langhuan blessed land appeared in front of him again. Wang Dong raised his eyes, and an invisible force was revealed from that part of his body. He hit the rock wall violently, and stone powder flew down.

There is a hole ten feet above the rock wall, and there is a sword hidden inside it.

This sword is a trick set by Wuyazi. As the light and shadow in the valley change, the sword body will reveal a shadow pointing out the entrance of the Langhuan Blessed Land.

As this invisible true energy was imprinted on the rock wall, strands of true energy continued to rise, and the treasure sword hidden in the hole trembled, and a "clang" sound suddenly rose, like a dragon roaring and a phoenix roaring.

The cold light pulled out a sword in the air, and a long sword with silver light bursting suddenly came out of the sheath, broke through the air and fell into Wang Dong's palm.

He kept walking forward, and every step he took seemed to be small, but his speed was chasing wind and electricity. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the huge lake.

But he still did not stop. He was like walking on the ground, stepping on the waves, and like floating lights, he threw the huge lake surface fifty or sixty feet wide behind him. What appeared in front of him was the huge stone wall as smooth as jade after being washed by the waterfall for thousands of years.

The long sword dotted with gems and gold beads flashed with light. In the burning light, the king moved forward like a green cloud, slowly rising. His appearance was cold, his eyes were as bright as jade, his temperament was as abyss and clouds, and his clothes were flying, and he was as real as a flying immortal in the world, without any trace of dust.

Murong Bo, who followed him, was almost stunned.

Of course, no one in the world can fly up from this infinite canyon. A person who jumps hundreds of feet high is definitely not a person, nor is it possible for any martial arts in the world, unless he is a first-class sacred immortal and Buddha.

Not to mention hundreds of feet high, even if Murong Bo puts all his strength into it, he will just jump to the top.

Wang Dong was as fast as a cloud. In the process of swaying up, he must still use force on the rock wall. Although the stone wall looked as smooth as glass and round as jade, Wang Dong's martial arts skills were so high that Murong Bo could not guess. What's the difficulty of using force to go up? It's just that his light skills are too agile and his body skills are too elegant, which makes people look like a banished immortal.

Even so, this is also a method that Murong Bo cannot imagine.

"This kid sits quietly for seven days and seven nights. Judging from this situation, he must have had an extraordinary understanding..." Murong Bo thought to himself, wondering what Wang Dong was going to do?

He knew it soon.

Within a few breaths, Wang Dong finally climbed to the top.

As the clouds and mist splashed, the blue clothes were like flying clouds, flying and dancing. The sword in his palm burst out with bright light. Although this sword was made of thousands of hammers, it was just for decoration in Wuyazi's hands. Wuyazi was not a swordsman, so the sword was covered with dust, but now it is in the roar of dragons and wind, and it is full of brilliance and competition for glory with the sky.

Murong Bo has never seen such a dazzling or stunning light.

This is a light that is extremely strange to him.

This is a kind of peerless and peerless sharpness, and only a top swordsman can activate the light.

The martial power of the Tianlong world is not weak, but it is an era without swordsmen. Even if there are so many people using swords in the world, none of them can be called a real swordsman. Not to mention Ximen Chuxue, Ye Gucheng's first-class swordsman who is sincere in swordsmanship, even Dugu Yihe's first-class swordsman has no one.

Swords are just a means for many martial arts people in this world. They are the most ordinary weapon, but they are by no means the "Tao" that you devote your life to pursuing.

Only after decades after this era of Jianghu ends, a true swordsman who truly devotes himself to the sword and is determined to be a swordsman - an invincible fight all over the world, and is lonely and lonely. Although he lives in seclusion in the deep valley, it indirectly affects Dugu Qiubai in the martial arts eras later!

Wang Dong was like a blue cloud, and his palm turned and waved the long sword in his palm.

"As agile as if a dragon is shocked, floating like a cloud!"

Murong Bo seemed to see Wang Xizhi splashing ink and writing the preface to Lanting that famous for all time has passed down through the ages.

In fact, both calligraphy and sword art have been understood at a profound level, and Wang Dong is indeed using the sword as his pen. The sword momentum is like lightning, breaking open the clouds and fog, and the sword light soars and changes, and it seems that there is the mystery of a dragon hidden and a dragon appearing.

Electric arcs burst out, but there was no sound between the sword light and the rock wall flying touch. Only layers of snow powder were seen flying down the jade-like rock wall.

Between the iron-painted silver hooks, words appeared on the rock wall more than 400 feet high from the ground. In just a dozen breaths, Wang Dong suddenly let out a long roar and flew towards the cliff.

There were two lines of words suddenly on the rock wall.

"The great way is vast and swaying, and it covers all things, which is called Tai!"

"The great way is nameless and nourishes all things. I don't know its name. It is called mysterious, mysterious and mysterious, and the door of all wonders. It is connected and one, so it is called Taixuan!"

Murong Bo looked at it intently. At first glance, he felt that the meaning of these two lines was not profound. But when he thought about it, he felt that these forty-seven words seemed to contain extremely profound truths, infinite philosophy and Zen flavors, and the interoperability of profound martial arts. However, if he wanted to tell him what mysterious and subtleties were, he could not say anything at all. Instead, he could see many exquisite and profound sword techniques from the strokes containing the sword.

"It's great that Qianyuan, the universe, is the highest and greatest, and contains the changes of all things, so it is called "Tai"! "Tai" also means Taichu and Taishi! The great way is extremely mysterious and mysterious, so it is taken as the word "Xuan"..."

Wang Dong stood on the cliff, and the sword in his palm suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, turning into thousands of iron pieces, but he did not realize that he was sitting quietly in the stone cave of Langhuan Blessing Land for seven days and nights. He was indeed blessed to his heart and realized unprecedented truths in martial arts.

At least, for him, this was unprecedented, just like suddenly entering the river and sea from a small fish pond, opening up spiritual wisdom, and gaining a huge sublimation in martial arts, even more profound than the previous comprehending the "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra".

These short forty-seven words are the summary of this understanding and the general outline. If martial arts can be derived from this in the future, it will definitely be an extremely exciting martial art.
Chapter completed!