The villain is right beside me

"The natives here regard the Heavenly Book as a sacred object. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance protects the Heavenly Book Forest, but also allows all cultivators in the world to come and comprehend it."

Mu Qing touched the stone wall, and for some reason, he thought of the Lingwen Tower and the Sword Monument in the sect.

"These things all have a function similar to inheritance. But where did this thing come from? It feels like it grew underground." Mu Qing suddenly had an idea. Things like stone walls and sword monuments are not magic weapons, but they are not naturally generated either. They must be man-made. Then who made them?

"If this stone wall was left by a great man, then that great man is also a person, perhaps a powerful cultivator. They comprehend the ways of other cultivators, and perhaps they can avoid detours, but everyone's perception is different. A hundred schools of thought contend, and everyone expresses their own opinions. This will lead to deviations and a misunderstanding of the original meaning of the stone wall."

"Sometimes, some seemingly complex problems are actually very simple to explain. Reading comprehension is like this. When the book describes the moonlight shining on the blue curtains, what kind of emotion does the author express? The answers are all the same, but in fact, the author simply saw the moonlight shining on the curtains, and there is no emotion at all. Just like this picture of a rooster crowing, maybe people just saw the sun shining in and a rooster pattern appeared, and there is no understanding at all."

Mu Qing was very sober and he was not interested in these stone walls.

"Pastor brother!" Si Minghai greeted him after coming down.

"Did you find out anything?" Mu Qing asked.

Si Minghai told him what Gongyang Shuyi said. For Senior Gongyang, these Heavenly Book Forests were not the purpose of cultivation, but the means of cultivation.

Mu Qing sent him a message, "People have their own understanding of Taoism, and we cannot judge. I have asked around, and most of the people here are indigenous people. In their eyes, the Heavenly Book Forest is a belief, a sacred thing, but in my opinion, it is just a few broken stones."

Si Minghai felt that Mu Qing should be able to chat with Senior Gong Yang.

"I read his notes. In fact, every interpretation method is correct, but it does not mean that they are suitable for you. It just helps you avoid detours." Mu Qing took out his notes and pointed to some feasible solutions on them: "This is our only way out, but these stone walls are indeed an opportunity. It's just that I haven't figured out some questions yet."

"what is the problem?"

"What on earth are these stone walls, and why are they here? Senior Brother Si, don't you think that these things are somewhat similar to the sword monuments in our sect?"

Si Minghai suddenly realized: "You mean, the marks on the stone wall might also be left by some ancestors?"

"It's just a guess." Mu Qing said, "I'll go back first. If you guys come, we can try to comprehend it together."

There was a bright moon over the sea. Even at night, there were still many people holding lanterns and sitting in front of the stone wall to meditate.

Ouyang Chuer and others were also discussing and exchanging ideas. Ouyang Chuer believed that this was very similar to the operating route of spiritual consciousness. In fact, spiritual consciousness was her major.

The big yellow bird felt that the pictures on the stone walls looked like vivid monsters, just like the picture of a reclining Buddha. If one looked closely, the traces on the picture looked like a peacock.

Everyone observes differently and has different opinions. Where there are differences, there are debates, and where there are debates, there are disputes.

While everyone was expressing their opinions, Mu Qing was not meditating, but went to the Ten Thousand Immortals League to apply for a cave to live in permanently.

By chance, he met some acquaintances at the foot of the mountain.

"You are here too!" Mu Qing met Yan Ruyan and others. It seemed that after the illusion was broken, everyone entered the real secret realm and came here.

At this time, the young man next to Yan Ruyan stepped forward. It was Yan Rufeng, her brother.

"You are Mu Qing." This man was tall and handsome, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He was at the eighth level of the Platform Building Realm, and he slowly released a powerful pressure, saying coldly, “Hand over my sister’s original soul!”

Mu Qing smiled and said, "Since you also know this, then you shouldn't be so stupid as to ask me directly."

Yan Ruyan was about to step forward and say something when he stopped her and said, "Tell me, what conditions do you want?"

Mu Qing: "I don't need anything. Otherwise, let's make a bet. If I lose, I'll give you my original soul, but if I win, you have to hand over your original soul!"

Yan Rufeng's expression became even uglier, and he said sarcastically, "You are very arrogant."

Mu Qing said: "Let's bet on the outcome in one round."

Yan Rufeng secretly clenched his fists. If he didn't have any special tricks, the result of the round was obvious. Yan Rufeng was absolutely confident that he could beat him to a pulp in one round.

"Okay, one round!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qing moved and retreated at a very fast speed! A token appeared from nowhere in the palm of his hand.

Yan Rufeng shouted, his figure turned into a gust of wind, closing the distance in an instant with one step, and punched forward! Suddenly, a low roar of wind spread from his fist, and waves of wind and waves visible to the naked eye swept over.

Both were extremely fast, but in just one breath, the two figures were about to collide fiercely like meteorites!

Moreover, in this collision, it was obvious that Mu Qing was at a complete disadvantage. Yan Rufeng's punch was enough to cripple him!

However, facing this absolute disadvantage, there was no trace of panic on Mu Qing's face, and his black pupils were still as quiet as a deep pool without any ripples.

The fist as big as a hurricane rapidly enlarged in Mu Qing's pupils, and at the moment when everyone's heart was suddenly lifted up, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a strange seal was quietly formed with his hands, and then the wave spread.

The fist that was about to hit Mu Qing's chest suddenly froze in an odd way at this moment!

The solidification only lasted for a moment, but when strong men fought, this moment was enough to decide the outcome.

Swish!

And at the moment when the wind fist was condensed, Mu Qing's figure, like a ghost, passed by Yan Rufeng's body.

boom!

Two figures passed each other, and an unusually low and muffled sound was heard quietly. Then, the pupils of countless people in the field shrank instantly, and a sense of horror could not help but climb out from the depths of their eyes.

Because they saw that after the two figures passed each other, Yan Rufeng's face suddenly turned red, and then it was as if an invisible force exploded from his chest, and his body flew backwards, and finally hit a huge bluestone heavily. The terrible force shattered the bluestone on the spot.

There was dead silence.

The monks who were watching the show were stunned. They looked at the strange scene in a daze. They really didn't understand what happened when the two figures crossed each other...

"This one……"

Yan Ruyan, Chen Kan and the others were also looking at this scene in astonishment. They didn’t even know what had happened in the flash of lightning before…

This ending is wrong!

At this moment, Mu Qing did not have any injuries on his body, as if Yan Rufeng's violent punch had not touched his body at all...

On the other side, the rubble in the distance exploded, and Yan Rufeng climbed up in a somewhat embarrassed manner. A dark red fist mark could be seen on his chest, and his face was now replaced by rage and ferocity.

Normally, shouldn't these two be opposites?

What should have been a very intense fight turned out to be a fiasco under such strange circumstances...

"You... have guts!" Yan Rufeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the figure with red eyes.

Seeing that he was not convinced, Mu Qing smiled and said, "Do you still want to come? If I had intended to kill you just now, you would have been dead."

"What methods did you use!" Yan Rufeng roared, unable to bear such a great humiliation.

"You lose, hand over your original soul."

"I will chop you alive!"

As soon as he roared, his figure was like an angry beast, rushing towards Mu Qing with a rumble.

However, his charge only froze after he took a dozen steps, because he saw Mu Qing, who was not far away, stretched out his hand towards him, and in his hand, a storage bag was lying quietly.

Everyone around couldn't help but open their mouths slightly, even Yan Ruyan, her eyes wide open, like a drowning person, with a look of fear on her face.

At that moment just now, Mu Qing not only fought back, but also stole Yan Rufeng's storage bag!

Even Yan Rufeng was incredulous at this ghostly method. As Mu Qing said, if he had any murderous intention, Yan Rufeng would never stand here.

I heard from my sister that although Mu Qing took her original soul, he did not threaten her excessively and even saved her life. Yan Rufeng was not unreasonable, he just wanted to vent his anger on Ruyan.

Unexpectedly, the one who came to slap someone in the face got slapped in the face instead.

"I... surrender!" Yan Rufeng nodded his forehead and handed over his original soul.

Mu Qing swallowed the original soul and returned the storage bag to him, which surprised him a little.

"Go and help me do something." After accepting the new younger brother, Mu Qing gave him instructions without any hesitation.