Entering the Wusheng Temple, go up the stairs and cross the two gates to the front hall of the "Civil and Military Corridor". On both sides of the hall stand four lifelike bronze statues more than two meters high, which are the statues of Jiang Tianxing who once assisted Wusheng Jiang Tianxing.

Four confidants.

Walking forward for a few dozen meters, we entered the central corridor hall, which is a "pilgrimage hall" with the characteristics of a study. There are no statues here, only many poems and songs hanging on the wall. Yingtian has heard that Jiang Tianxing is both a poet and a poet.

Wu Chi is also a lover, and he likes the romantic atmosphere.

However, the poems and songs on the wall are all the works of ancient poets and scholars, pieced together by later generations, framed and hung here to serve as a facade and to comfort their spirits in heaven.

Others commented this way, but Yingtian did not think so and always remained in awe to show respect for this senior.

Finally, he walked into the "Wusheng Ancestral Hall", a large and magnificent back corridor hall with a large area. There was a long ebony plaque on the door of the ancestral hall, which read "Famous throughout the world" with four large gilt characters.

Yingtian stood in silence in front of the long plaque for a long time, feeling the lofty ambitions of this martial sage.

At the end of the ancestral hall, there are three tall and upright statues. The vivid one in the middle is the martial saint Jiang Tianxing, and the smaller statues on both sides are two young women who are lifelike.

Yingtian lit three pillars of incense, stood upright in front of the statue of Jiang Tianxing, held the incense tail in both hands, held the incense in front of his chest and raised the incense to his eyebrows, bowed three times respectfully, and inserted the incense firmly into the incense stand.

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Finally, he stood there in silence for a while, then left the Wusheng Temple and continued walking to the back.

Behind Wusheng's ancestral hall is a deep bamboo forest. In the middle of the bamboo forest is a small door that leads directly to the tomb. This tomb is Wusheng's tomb. It is built under the ground. It is said that it is just a tomb.

Because the mausoleum is dark and cold, few tourists go down from the small door to pay homage to Wu Sheng's tomb.

It was almost evening now, and there were only three or four brave people who came to this bamboo forest. Yingtian had no worries and walked straight into the small door with his head lowered.

The tomb was very deep into the ground, and there were no tourists around at this time. He walked for a long time before he came to the tomb of the emperor. There was nothing special about this tomb of the Warrior Saint except that it was dark and gloomy.

Yingtian walked around it twice and found nothing, so he simply sat cross-legged in front of the tomb, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was in meditation.

Suddenly, his Niwan Palace began to squirm rapidly, and two long-lost sounds resounded in his mind, like the ghostly and terrifying voice of the devil, and like the awe-inspiring long song that soothed the soul.

There was a soft "boom" sound, and the entire tomb was filled with a strange energy. Yingtian could not hear any sound outside. He was a little panicked and eager to stand up, but his body seemed to be controlled by something.

He couldn't move at all.

At this time, a rich martial arts artistic conception wrapped around Yingtian's body, from far to near, from loose to tight. After a while, his skin was broken in many places, and blood overflowed like a trickle.

What frightened him was that this artistic conception seemed to crush him and grind him to dust. He struggled a few times, but he couldn't move at all!

As time passed by second by second, Yingtian clearly felt that every few seconds, the magical and terrifying force surrounding him would shrink and tighten. He kept struggling to break free, but to no avail.

Will he die here? Who is torturing and killing him? He stared at the tomb with angry eyes, trying to understand the mystery and find a solution to the problem.

This damn Wusheng Tomb, he suffered this for no reason at all, and was completely unjust. Yingtian was extremely angry in his heart, thinking that once he got out of trouble, he would raze this place to the ground to vent his hatred.

At this moment, a burst of brilliant light flashed in his Niwan Palace, just like the previous "Rilan Yuexin Jue" and "Star Burning Code", which caught people off guard.

At this moment, what suddenly appeared out of thin air was a seal poem. It was not in Yingtian's mind, but appeared in front of his eyes, and it was still clearly identifiable.

He did not dare to neglect and quickly memorized this poem:

The way of heaven cannot be relied upon, and the world is treacherous and deceptive. Only by self-improvement, conspiracy turns into smoke. The sky is impermanent, and the sword pierces the nine heavens. Watch me sweep away monsters and monsters, and traverse the vicissitudes of the four seas.

There is no way to rely on humanity, and the damage is not enough to save the rest. Only the Supreme One will not take his place, and three thousand crows will be killed. Act with integrity, break through the Nine Nether Fields with your fists, and would rather fall into the A-nosed Path and endure the suffering, justice in the world will always remain.

What makes Yingtian strange is that after the poem appeared, the martial arts artistic conception that restrained him did not squeeze his body again, but a sense of coolness filled the ground.

He struggled a few times, but nothing came loose.

Yingtian calmed down and realized that there was no way to break free, so he concentrated on understanding the meaning of the poem.

Obviously, this is an inspirational and murderous poem, and its foothold is "Eternal justice in the world." The person who wrote this poem has the common people in mind and has lofty ambitions. He would rather be in jail than to let the world realize it.

Be fair and enjoy peace forever.

The lofty intention gave Yingtian a sense of spiritual purification. At this time, he slowly entered that mysterious and ethereal state.

Soon, there was nothing in his mind, his body and mind were extremely relaxed, as if he were in the clouds, and his mind gradually became ups and downs. He seemed to have completely forgotten where he was, and even forgot about himself, giving him a sense of detachment.

For a moment, his whole body was immersed in this overwhelming feeling, and he seemed to be integrated into the world of Diling.

After a while, a figure seemed to appear in front of Yingtian, standing just where the poem disappeared.

It was an octogenarian old man, with long hair and a red face, and an extraordinary look in his eagle eyes. He walked over slowly, looking so ethereal and dreamlike.

"He who can cultivate his spiritual consciousness in this square of heaven and earth, feel gratitude for all things, hold on to it, and avoid evil in his actions, is really a talented person." The old man looked at Yingtian and sighed in admiration.

Then, he added: "On the way to martial arts, everyone has misunderstandings, and I was also the same. You have the potential to unite all things with the Tao and the unity of nature and man at a young age. It's not in vain that I have waited for so many years. This poem is given to you

You, I hope you can truly understand what it means to use force to prove the Tao in the future."

After speaking, the old man smiled slightly, and slowly flicked his right hand, and a cool mood penetrated into Yingtian's mind and body.

"Senior, are you Mr. Jiang, the Martial Saint? What is the unity of all things, the unity of heaven and man? Did you know that I am coming and wait for me here?" Yingtian asked impatiently, full of doubts.

The old man smiled and said: "I didn't know you, let alone that you would come. You are just the most suitable person I am waiting for. I am afraid that you are the only one in these worlds who can understand the 'purity of martial arts'."

Then, he said: "Tao exists among all things. Based on the enlightenment of a pure warrior, the concept of 'Tao generates one, one generates two, two generates three, and three generates all things'. I'm afraid you have heard of it but can't really understand it."

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"However, you have the potential to truly understand the concept of induction of 'all things combine into three, three into two, two into one, and one into Tao'. This is where everything fits together."

The old man didn't say much, but he revealed a lot of information. Yingtian picked out a few key words and asked questions such as "several worlds", "pure martial arts" and "pure warriors".

However, the old man didn't seem to want to answer, or he had some taboos. He only said a few words: "By cultivating your mind at a young age, you can step into the threshold of martial arts and become pure and enlightened. It's really amazing! There have always been people who have been able to understand the way of artistic conception, and it's all from

You are so special, but you are so special."
Chapter completed!