Xuanhuan: I can check the script of life!

As if all the stars in the sky were packed into it.

Chu Mo smiled and walked into the quiet room without saying anything.

……

The moon is like water.

The night wind blows and the treetops rustle.

Chu Mo sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his heart tumbling.

Today, I first forged a congenital pure yang bone, and then I saw a unparalleled genius, and I also succeeded in gaining a wave of favors, which can be said to be a lot of gains.

"but……"

"But I also encountered some troubles!"

Chu Mo muttered to himself.

Today, he seriously injured Zhao Hu in order to gain favor.

This person's strength is mediocre, which is nothing to worry about.

But the inner disciple behind him had to care.

Being able to advance to the inner sect means that at least he is a warrior of the True Spirit Realm, and he may even have entered the Tongxuan Realm. If the opponent comes to retaliate, it will be difficult for Chu Mo to compete with him.

"The top priority is to improve your strength as soon as possible!"

"I can't rush into the realm of cultivation, but now I have stepped into the real spirit realm and opened up my dantian, but I can find a superior martial art!"

"There are regulations in the Holy Land. If you can step into the true spirit level, you can go to Wendao Pavilion to choose a martial art. If you study it carefully, it will also improve my fighting ability a lot!"

Because of his mediocre aptitude these years, he has been concentrating on improving his realm, but he hasn't practiced much in martial arts.

Before defeating Zhao Hu, he only relied on his own strong strength.

If you encounter a real strong person, it is estimated that it will be difficult to deal with it!

Think about it here.

Chu Mo made up his mind.

Without stopping too much, he set off directly towards Wendao Pavilion.

Half an hour later, he came to a building with a divine light.

The first thing you can see is the red copper pillars surrounded by several people rising from the ground, supporting the top, and the momentum is extremely magnificent.

White jade is laid out on the ground, and the water is polished brightly. Walking on it, it takes a shadow of it.

At the entrance of the palace, there are red wooden pillars on both sides, and a couplet is written on it in thick and solemn fonts: Those who have achieved it have their own priority, and there is no ancient or modern way of asking.

In the middle part, there is a plaque with three golden characters on it: Wendao Pavilion!

The handwriting is printed with an iron hook, which contains infinite Taoist rhyme.

It is heard that this couplet was inscribed by the founder of the Holy Land in the early days. Because of the divine power of the ancestor, the plaque has already been born with spiritual wisdom and belongs to the sacred weapon.

But this is just a rumor.

No one has really seen the magic of the plaque.

Chu Mo came to the door, took a look at it, and immediately stepped into it.

Chapter 8 Seven Laws and Twelve Classics, Pure Yang Sword Jue!

There is an elder guarding the pavilion at the door.

As usual, Chu Mo looked at the other party's information first, and after finding no opportunity, he went forward to report, and immediately showed his identity token, and was able to enter.

Standing outside, I still feel that Wendao Pavilion is not big.

But after walking in, I realized that Wendao Pavilion is actually a space of its own.

For example, the place where mustard seeds are held in Sumeru is extremely wide, even if it accommodates tens of thousands of disciples to go in and select exercises at the same time, it will not be crowded at all.

And the martial arts stored inside are also extremely vast.

Looking around, I saw jade boxes of different colors flying in the air.

It's okay when it's not moving, it just floats there.

If they moved, a pair of wings of light would appear on the jade box, fluttering and flying.

Occasionally, there are chasing each other, bumping up and down, like a group of urchins playing around.

Fortunately, these jade boxes are obviously quite strong, but sometimes a jade box is knocked down from the air and hits the ground, and the next moment it flaps its wings as if nothing happened, and joins the ranks of play again.

These jade boxes are like people, some are lively and lively, while others hide in a corner far away and hide quietly.

Moreover, the levels in these jade boxes are also very dense.

The white jade box will never offend the cyan jade box, and the cyan jade box will also give way to higher-level jade boxes.

The difference is clear.

On each jade box, there is a flow of Dao rhyme, blooming with infinite glory!

These jade boxes are all transformed by martial arts secret techniques!

According to the different colors, it is divided into different levels of grades.

The white jade box is the most basic mortal-level and yellow-level martial arts.

The cyan color is Xuan-level martial arts, the purple color is Earth-level martial arts, and the golden color is Heaven-level martial arts.

Besides.

There are also some very special jade boxes, they don't show a single color, and even the styles they show are different.

Some are like auspicious clouds, some are like the scorching sun, and some are formed into jade talismans. They all live on the top floor of the pavilion, exuding endless terrifying aura and bright luster, like gods high above, overlooking all living beings.

These ones.

It is the root of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning standing in Dongwang Daoyu for countless years!

Seven Laws and Twelve Classics!

Seven Supreme Laws, Twelve Ancient Heavenly Scriptures!

The unique art of Zhenzong in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning!

Either one, if cultivated to the extreme, can prove the Tao through it, possessing the supreme power of catching stars, catching the moon, and beheading gods!

To truly look up to heaven and earth, to swallow mountains and rivers with anger, to break time and space with the light of eyes, to be the only one in all ages!

but.

Don't look at these martial arts right in front of you, but Chu Mo can't touch them at all. Only the core true disciples are eligible to bestow them.

And what he can practice at present is only the martial arts transformed by the white jade box.

Withdrawing his gaze, Chu Mo began to look at the white jade boxes.

Soon, he picked out a favorite martial art.

Huang-level top-grade martial arts, Chunyang Sword Art!

Walking is the road from the most rigid to the yang, if you practice to the extreme, your gestures will be unparalleled in sharpness, mighty and mighty, you can slay all evil spirits!

Although it is not a top-notch swordsmanship, it is quite in line with Chu Mo's innate pure yang bone, so he was chosen without hesitation.

The jade box could not be taken out of Wendao Pavilion.

After the disciple is selected, he only needs to put his mind into it, and then he can accept the inheritance.

Chu Mo sat cross-legged according to the procedure, and touched his mind.

In an instant, he felt that everything around him turned into nothingness, and a chaotic space appeared in front of him, and a figure in black stood there, holding a long sword.

suddenly.

There are countless powerful enemies attacking around, all of which are wrapped in mighty power.

But the figure in black didn't panic, and immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, and the extremely fierce sword energy roared out. Every move, every move, was swept by a majestic and mighty aura, and countless powerful enemies were beheaded wherever they passed.

I don't know how long has passed.

The picture gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared.

And Chu Mo also woke up in time.

With a thought in his mind, the memory and related insights of "Chunyang Sword Art" emerged in his mind.

"The Holy Land is worthy of being a Holy Land!"

"Even the teaching method can pour the essence of it into the mind of the martial artist. This is equivalent to allowing the martial artist to directly see the use of the related martial arts seniors. I already have a preliminary understanding!"

"It's no wonder that countless warriors want to worship in the holy land. It is really the heritage of the holy land, which is beyond the reach of ordinary sects!"

Feeling the feeling of teaching the Fa just now, Chu Mo couldn't help taking a deep breath, and whispered.

……

Leave Wendao Pavilion.

Chu Mo returned to his residence soon, and immediately began to comprehend the Chunyang Sword Art.

As a top-grade Huang-level martial art, this Pure Yang Sword Art has three levels.

If one layer can be perfected, one will be unparalleled in sharpness, cutting stones and jades is as easy as turning one's hand.

Cultivate to the perfection of the second floor, the sword light will be awe-inspiring and mighty!

As for the completion of the last three levels, one can comprehend the power of the sword. Within ten steps, the mighty momentum will crush, and the warriors of the same realm will have almost no power to resist, and they will kill like mowing grass!

but.

It is quite difficult to comprehend the perfection of the three levels, and it requires extraordinary comprehension to have the opportunity to do so.

After recalling the essence of the sword formula in his mind, Chu Mo began to comprehend it seriously.

at the same time.

In a courtyard of Outer Gate Peak.

Zhao Hu lay on the bed, howling in pain.

And in front of him, stood a young warrior wearing brocade clothes, and said with a stern face at the moment: "Zhao Hu, what's going on? Who beat you like this?"

His name is Zhao Feng, and he is the young master of a small family. When he entered the Holy Land, he brought his entourage, Zhao Hu, with him. He originally asked him to handle some chores for him, but who knew that the two of them actually entered together.

His talent is better, so he quickly entered the inner door, while Zhao Hu is still in the outer door.

This time he was cultivating in his own cave, but suddenly received the news that Zhao Hu was seriously injured, so he rushed to the Outer Gate Peak immediately.

"It's Chu Mo, it's him who beat me up like this!"

Zhao Hu said.

"Chu Mo? Isn't he only at the eighth level of physical training? How could he beat you!"

The young warrior also knew Chu Mo, so he subconsciously couldn't believe it.

"Master, you don't know, that Chu Mo is not at the eighth level of physical training, but has entered the realm of true spirit, otherwise, how could I be defeated by one move?!"

Zhao Hu told the whole story.

Finally, he wailed again: "Young master, you must avenge me. Then Chu Mo hates me so much. If I don't avenge this revenge, I will not be reconciled!"

"rest assured!"

"You are my man, Chu Mo beat you seriously, this matter must not be left alone, this young master will avenge you!"

The young warrior said.

Hearing this, Zhao Hu's expression brightened immediately: "Then when do you plan to do it, young master?"

"Three days later!"

The young Jinyi warrior said: "I have recently touched the barrier of the realm, and I am preparing to break through the seventh level of the true spirit realm. It is not suitable to do it, but the promotion can be completed within three days at the latest. When I go out to challenge this person, I will definitely avenge you!"

"Congratulations, young master, for your great strength!"

Zhao Hu first showed joy, and then said: "In that case, let Chu Mo be safe for another three days. After three days, I will go there with you, young master, and witness Chu Mo be beaten on his knees begging for mercy!"