The discussion in the tea house continued, but the words were too scattered. Although some information could be sorted out, it was still difficult to establish a clear impression of the practitioners of this era.

"We still have to find someone to ask." Lin Tuo thought, and then heard someone in the teahouse saying goodbye and getting up.

Not long after, a tea-goer, mostly a scholar, came out with his hands folded, and walked towards a nearby alley, as if he was going back.

Lin Tuo's heart moved and he jumped up.

A moment later, in the long alley.

The scholar who was humming an inexplicable tune suddenly felt his shoulder being grasped by a strong hand. He turned around blankly and looked at the cloaked stranger behind him in horror:

"You...what are you going to do?"

"Is it convenient to ask something?"

"inconvenient?"

"kindness?"

"Convenient...what do you want to ask?"

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…

Twenty minutes later, in Lishan's study.

Lin Tuo, who was sitting in the chair with his eyes closed as if sleeping, opened his eyes and saw an extra porcelain bowl on the desk. The lid was still closed, and a pair of bamboo chopsticks were placed neatly next to it.

When you open it, you will find a bowl of hot plain noodles with coriander sprinkled on top, a few pieces of oil floating on it, and two eggs lying on it.

It was obviously sent by Huaxi. He probably saw him "sleeping" and didn't disturb him.

Lin Tuo was indeed a little hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, feeling in his heart:

In addition to reading, Hua Xi seems to be quite talented in other fields... Well, I feel like she has the potential to become a dedicated cook...

While eating the noodles, Lin Tuo put away the messy thoughts in his mind and thought about business while eating.

Through questioning, he already had a basic understanding of Shengguo's situation.

Similar to the description in the running log.

The so-called "Qin Tian Jian" is an official monastic organization established by the imperial court of the Great Sheng Kingdom. Through regular examinations, "supervisor students" are recruited from all over the country, trained internally, and then filled into the local or military departments of the Sheng Kingdom.

Martial arts levels are established internally.

The lower ninth level is the lowest and the upper level is the highest.

Generally speaking, those who can be admitted to Qintian Prison have basically reached the eighth grade.

However, the division of the entire system is somewhat unclear. It seems to be calculated based on comprehensive data such as strength and speed...

"It feels a bit similar to what Yangcheng Slimming Hall is doing..."

Lin Tuo smacked his lips and swallowed half of the egg.

The highest official position in the Qin Tian Prison is "Jian Zheng". Generally speaking, the lowest level is the third level, which is enough to guard the capital and prevent the demon clan from invading.

At the same time, he also learned that compared to demons, humans' coping methods are quite monotonous.

What is passed down within the Qintian Prison is a body-training method compiled by Wang Tiefu, the leader of the demon-slaying army, over six hundred years ago when the Sheng Kingdom was still a vassal state.

Over the past six hundred years, although it has changed several times, the basic idea has not changed.

Most of the human monks practice cultivation methods, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and strengthen martial arts to fight against enemies. High-level martial arts are extremely powerful, but they are not as "rich and colorful" as the demon clan's transformation methods.

"Could it be that over the past hundreds of years, humans have not developed skills similar to spells?"

Thinking about the information collected, Lin Tuo couldn't help but mutter.

Well, it should be like this. If there is a magic method, the scholar will not fail to mention it...

However, Lin Tuo was not too disappointed. Referring to Sandbox No. 2, humans mastering magic itself is a long and accidental process. It is impossible to say that the "nuclear explosion" in the wasteland is also the "contribution"...

Although there are similar "spells" in this world, they seem to belong only to demons. Thinking about it this way, demons are obviously more similar to evolvers like Huaxi and wizards like Hathaway.

Moreover, the spell itself is not what he needs now. In comparison, the martial arts training in this world is very similar to his current situation.

The same is to absorb ether, and the same is to bless martial arts.

This gave Lin Tuo a lot more expectations for the warriors in this world.

"Well, after dinner, I'm going to try the strength of the peak warrior of Sheng Kingdom. I hope you won't disappoint me." Lin Tuo swallowed the remaining half of the egg and secretly made up his mind.

As for the goal... he has already determined it.

That is the previous generation of Qin Tian Jian, the "Jian Zheng" who has resigned, and the protagonist in the storyteller's story.

He is also the strongest practitioner on the mainland in the current era, a first-grade martial arts sect—Wang Xundao.

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…

Different from the real time point, in Sandbox No. 3, it is summer at the moment.

On the continent, everything is in full bloom. It is the time when the vitality is the strongest and the weather is the hottest.

The Dasheng Dynasty was located in the center of the mainland, and the capital was located in the north-central part of the Kingdom of Sheng.

It is the largest city in mainland China.

To the east of the capital, more than ten miles away, stands a beautiful peak.

This is the so-called Dongshan.

The scenery of Dongshan is beautiful, close to the royal gardens, and there are few people at your feet.

The mountain is lined with classical buildings, pavilions, bluestone pavements, and clear springs. If the season is right, there will be clouds and mist covering the top of the mountain.

It’s a nice scenery near the capital, but unfortunately few people in Surrey dare to get close to it.

Because the entire capital, and even the entire world, knew that the strongest martial arts master on the continent lived in this Dongshan Mountain.

At this moment, under the bright sun, two people were sitting opposite each other playing chess in a pavilion next to a pool. In the distance, a large group of palace guards stood silently.

There is a person in the pavilion who is wearing a bright yellow robe and looks very noble. He is about forty years old and he is actually the emperor of Dasheng Kingdom.

The other person was clearly an old man, simply wearing a blue and white short robe, with white beard and hair, but his eyes were clearer and colder than the pool next to him.

"Pa da. His majesty's chess skills have become more and more advanced, and he is no match for the old man." Suddenly, the old man smiled and surrendered.

Opposite me, Emperor Sheng Guo smiled bitterly and said, "Master Wang is making fun of me again. This is too obvious."

"Haha," Wang Xundao smiled, "Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, so there is no reason to waste your mind on this. You must know that chess is like martial arts. Only by concentrating on one thing can you improve."

After saying this, the mainland's number one martial arts master suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Concentrate on one thing... This is indeed the creed that he has been famous for most of his life, but at this moment, it seems somewhat ironic to say it to the emperor opposite.

Thinking about it carefully, a few years ago, he left Qintian Prison, faded out of the capital's sight, and came to Dongshan to live in seclusion, so that he could meditate, concentrate, and seek breakthroughs in practice.

But in the past few years, how have I managed to "concentrate on one thing"?

However, this seems to be an unsolvable problem.

Hundreds of years ago, the legendary original "demon slayer" passed down the Taoist teachings and monks rose to prominence. People finally mastered the method of absorbing vitality, gained the ability to fight against demons, and gain a foothold in this world.

For six hundred years, generations of "demon slayers" have been constantly trying to find breakthroughs and open up a "road to heaven" for monks all over the world.

However, from the time of great unification and the founding of the country to the present, the way of martial arts seems to have stalled.

Countless talented and beautiful people are stuck in the so-called "level" of First Grade. They can only make up for it through quantity.

However, quantity is not the right path after all.

Wang Xundao came from the founding of the Great Sheng Dynasty. He was the fastest promoted and the most talented monk.

There were high hopes placed on him, and it was hoped that he could break the bottleneck of "body refining" and find a path to reach the first level.

He also thought he could do it.

But it wasn't until he finally set foot on the first-level upper realm and cleared the clouds that he finally realized how majestic the wall blocking his head was.

No matter how hard he tries, he can't be shaken.

This moment made him wonder if there was still a "road" ahead. Perhaps the first rank was the end that humans could reach.

In order to seek opportunities for breakthrough, he even traveled all over the country, competed with monks from all walks of life, and even stepped into the wilderness to fight against the strong monsters in the form of monsters, but he still couldn't.

In the end, he even announced it to the world, offered a sky-high reward, and publicly sought challengers. However, who would dare to challenge a first-class martial arts master?

As a result, no one has responded to this so-called "fight" for more than ten years.

Later, when I left Qintian Prison, on the one hand, I was getting old, and more importantly, I wanted to find a quiet place to think carefully.

But ask yourself, is the so-called "quiet cultivation" another kind of escape?

Thinking of this, the smile on Wang Xundao's face disappeared and he sighed deeply.

On the opposite side, Emperor Dasheng knew the crux of the problem in his heart, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to change the subject:

"By the way, I came to Dongshan today. In addition to relaxing, I also have one thing to do. This summer's martial arts exam is about to begin..."
To be continued...