Wonderland

Chapter 1557: The Nameless Old Man Sweeping the Floor

Chapter 1557: The Nameless Old Man Sweeping the Floor

During the nearly three months on the fourth floor, Xiao Lin's courage gradually grew. The three third-grade immortal warriors stationed on the upper three floors did not seem to notice the movement below.

Therefore, Xiao Lin was not in a hurry. After reaching the fifth floor, he began to browse and study attentively.

The immortal martial arts techniques in the Wujing Building are all-encompassing. Not only do they contain many mental formulas, but also the immortal martial arts experiences of many senior cultivators of the Holy Martial Sect over tens of thousands of years. Many of the powerful ones left behind their own understanding of the immortal martial arts techniques, which often made Xiao Lin's eyes light up.

Xiao Lin was also immersed in it and seemed to have found the fun. The speed of browsing also began to slow down. Because at the beginning, he wanted to remember more fairy martial arts formulas as quickly as possible. But in the process of browsing, he found that just memorizing more formulas would only make his learning mixed and impure. Only by further comprehending and improving the advantages and disadvantages of these formulas could he get what suits him. Besides, Xiao Lin did not intend to stop practicing the Holy Scale Burning Sky Technique, but wanted to further improve the Holy Scale Burning Sky Technique and make it a truly superior fairy martial arts method, so that its power would also undergo earth-shaking changes.

Time passed day by day, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

During these ten years, the number of immortal warriors guarding the upper three floors had been reduced from two to one. Apparently, the guard against the Wujing Building had been gradually relaxed. Apart from the immortal warriors who were on guard at all times, the disciples of the Shengwu Sect who were allowed to enter the Wujing Building to look for martial arts techniques posed no threat. Not to mention that it was not easy to run into them in this vast sea of ​​books. Even if they did run into them, they would just think that Xiao Lin was also here to look for martial arts techniques and would not care.

There were even a few disciples of the Holy Martial Sect who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Xiao Lin. After ten years of experience, Xiao Lin could often give the other party an epiphany with just one or two words. After leaving, they immediately went into seclusion to practice, and their martial arts skills were greatly improved.

One of them even took charge of the Shengwu Sect many years later and became a hegemonic figure.

Xiao Lin naturally didn't know about this, nor did he care. In ten years, he had already entered the sixth level. He had read all the sixth level immortal martial arts techniques, including some abstruse ones, which he had even read several times.

Right now, there were only the upper three levels of immortal martial arts that Xiao Lin had not seen yet. Xiao Lin knew that he would only have three months at most to enter the upper three levels, and he could not continue to watch like the ones below.

On this day, after a forty-year-old 3rd-rank immortal warrior replaced the previous person, he sat cross-legged in mid-air, his whole body emitting a faint red light that wrapped around his entire body. The huge blood and energy power spread out in a circular shape in waves towards the surroundings.

However, the spreading energy and blood was very gentle and did not cause any strong destructive power.

Just as the sturdy man was about to restrain his energy and blood and enter into the tortoise-like breathing mode, he suddenly felt that the void around him seemed to be filled with a large area of ​​black light, which almost instantly enveloped his entire body.

This made his face change, and the energy and blood in his body instantly erupted, but then he felt a huge momentum gathering from all directions, and the energy and blood that had just surged out of his body was instantly compressed by this huge momentum and returned to his body.

This made him slightly stunned, as he had never seen such a situation in his life. But soon he found that he was unable to move, as if his body was embedded in the void. Even his thoughts began to slow down.

This was a great shock. He tried his best to mobilize the blood and qi in his sea of ​​blood, but found that he was unable to mobilize the blood and qi at all. A feeling of powerlessness began to fill his body.

"Don't panic, sir. I have no ill intentions. I just want to discuss things on the third floor of the Wujing Building. I will leave naturally after the three-month deadline." Xiao Lin's calm voice rang in the ears of the sturdy man, gradually calming his originally panicked expression.

"Who are you exactly? You should know that sneaking into the Wujing Building of another sect and stealing immortal martial arts techniques is a taboo in the immortal martial arts world. By doing so, you are putting yourself on the enemy side of the Shengwu Divine Sect, which is not a wise move. As long as you stop and leave, I will not pursue the matter." The sturdy man said after calming down.

"Haha, you don't need to know who I am. You'd better practice in seclusion for three months. I have no ill intentions here, and I don't want to do anything bad to you." After Xiao Lin finished speaking, the sturdy man felt his whole body tighten. The next moment, it seemed as if something was blocking his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

Xiao Lin then began to study the immortal martial arts techniques on these three levels.

Now there are only three months left, and Xiao Lin has no time to ponder and comprehend. Instead, he selects some profound immortal martial arts techniques and forces them to memorize them in his mind, so that he can slowly comprehend them in his spare time in the future.

It took Xiao Lin two months to browse through at least a hundred immortal martial arts techniques on the seventh floor. Each of these techniques was created by the senior masters of the Holy Martial Sect. Some of the concepts were so profound that even Xiao Lin, a cultivator, was amazed after reading them.

Then Xiao Lin spent another twenty days browsing more than a dozen immortal martial arts techniques on the eighth floor, and then he walked to the last floor. When he saw the stone shelf on the ninth floor, Xiao Lin was also stunned.

It turned out that there was only one stone shelf on the ninth floor, but it was empty.

"Could it be that even in the Holy Martial Sect, there is no first-grade immortal martial arts?" Xiao Lin had been in the Wujing Building for more than ten years, and he roughly understood that the reason why the Wujing Building had a total of nine floors, from the first floor to the ninth floor, corresponded to the ninth-grade immortal warriors to the first-grade immortal warriors.

The immortal martial arts techniques here were mostly left behind by countless disciples and elders in the Holy Martial Sect's tens of thousands of years of history. They were all the strongest techniques they practiced during their lifetime, and they also contained many insights gained during the practice process.

The Holy Martial Sect was one of the three supreme sects in the Immortal Martial Realm. There were first-grade immortal warriors in the sect. Xiao Lin did not believe that in tens of thousands of years, apart from the Sect Master of the Holy Martial Sect in front of him, there had been no other immortal warriors.

But the ninth floor of the Wujing Building really does not contain any martial arts techniques.

Just as Xiao Lin was wondering, a slight sound suddenly alerted him. Xiao Lin turned his head abruptly and saw an old man with white hair walking up from the eighth floor to the ninth floor, holding a broom in his hand and sweeping slowly.

While cleaning, he muttered to himself: "The way of immortal martial arts is to build a bridge between heaven and earth, connecting the two qi of heaven and earth, and use it to penetrate the divine palace. Use the spirit to control blood and qi, integrate strength and qi, and do whatever you want. Only then can you be a first-class martial artist."

When Xiao Lin heard this, his whole body trembled. He turned to look at the white-haired old man with a look of horror on his face.

This person actually had an aura that made him feel frightened. It was a feeling that the white-haired old man looked harmless and decrepit, but he gave Xiao Lin a strange feeling. This feeling was like looking into an unfathomable abyss, which was daunting.

The key point was when did the white-haired old man appear? Xiao Lin had no idea how long he had been in the Wujing Building. If it weren't for the noise made by the old man sweeping the floor, he would have never found his whereabouts.

"Junior Xiao Lin, nice to meet you, senior. Thank you for your advice." Xiao Lin looked at the white-haired old man with wrinkles all over his face, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest. Although he did not know whether this old man was the leader of the Shengwu Divine Sect, after all, as far as he knew, there was only one first-grade immortal warrior in the entire Shengwu Divine Sect, and the old man in front of him was definitely above the second grade.

The white-haired old man smiled warmly when he saw Xiao Lin saluting, and said, "From my observation, your bone age is no more than ten thousand years old. It is not easy for you to reach such a realm. What is even more valuable is that you are both immortal and martial artists, and both have cultivated to a very high realm. In time, I am afraid that your name will be known throughout the spirit world."

Xiao Lin's heart trembled. Every word the white-haired old man spoke was like pearls of wisdom, and it seemed that he could see through everything about him. This also showed that the old man's realm was far above his own.

Before Xiao Lin could answer, the white-haired old man continued, "Brother, you are kind-hearted. You borrowed the scriptures but did not harm the guards' lives. This is enough to show that you are kind-hearted and not a bad person. It is fate that we meet. First-grade immortal martial arts is already the path of physical cultivation. It requires the combination of spirit, blood and qi. You must condense qi with strength, break the void with qi, break the void, and ascend in broad daylight."

When Xiao Lin heard this, he was enlightened, as if by some miracle. He had always thought that the path of physical cultivation was to practice the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Art to the extreme and to hone his body to be as tough as a magic weapon. But now he understood that this was not the case. The path of physical cultivation was also a path to immortality, and it was also a path of immortality left by the Heaven for ordinary mortals. Only by advancing to the first level could one combine the spirit, blood and qi into one, reach the ultimate strength, shatter the void and ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

In other words, the ultimate goal of physical cultivation is to ascend to the fairyland, but the old man did not seem to mention the power of rules. Does this mean that physical cultivation does not need to comprehend the rules and reach perfection in the power of rules?

As if seeing Xiao Lin's doubts, the white-haired old man continued, "The power of rules is the original power when the world was first created. It's like when we build a thatched cottage, we need to lay the foundation first, then select good wood, and splice it one by one to finally form a beautiful house. The power of rules is like the foundation, which is the skeleton of the power of the world. But in fact, everything in the world can be transformed into the original power, whether it is this stone frame, or wood, soil, etc."

Just as Xiao Lin was puzzled, the old man said again: "So the power of all things is actually the evolution of the original power. It is said that Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. But at the same time, why can't all things give birth to three, three condenses into two, two gathers into one, and one returns to Tao?"

Xiao Lin's mind was greatly shocked, and there was a look of horror in his eyes. The white-haired old man actually revealed the essence of cultivation and the root of strength in just a few words. This was a very deep comprehension and understanding of the Tao.

The white-haired old man might be an immortal warrior, but his understanding of the essence of cultivation seemed to have gone beyond the scope of immortal warriors and reached an extremely deep level.

Xiao Lin came up to the old man and bowed deeply.

"Thank you very much for your guidance, which has enlightened me and made me understand everything."

The white-haired old man was still sweeping the floor tremblingly: "Everything is due to fate. The wise will understand it at once, while the foolish will not understand it no matter how much you explain it. Chance and fate are not available to everyone."

After saying this, the white-haired old man swept the floor. As he swept, his figure began to slowly fade away. When Xiao Lin realized this, his figure had already disappeared without a trace.

"Relying on nothingness?" Xiao Lin's heart shuddered, this was a magical power he could only use when his magic power was not lost. Through the power of space rules, he could integrate himself into the barrier of the spiritual world. Normally, only cultivators who had comprehended the power of rules could use this power. Xiao Hei also possessed this magical power.

But Xiao Lin was really surprised that the immortal warrior could do it. Even Xiao Hei, who was lying next to him, looked surprised. After the white-haired old man appeared, it acted like a good boy and didn't move at all.

Xiao Lin knew that this white-haired old man was unfathomable, and his strength was definitely not inferior to that of the first-grade immortal warrior master of the Shengwu Sect. In fact, Xiao Lin felt that a first-grade immortal warrior might not possess the terrifying strength of the white-haired old man.

Seeing that there were no immortal martial arts techniques in the Nine-story Martial Arts Building, Xiao Lin did not stay there any longer. Instead, he called out to Xiao Hei, who used the rules of space to take him and disappear into nothingness.

As soon as Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei left, the sturdy man who was trapped in the void suddenly felt that the restraints on his body disappeared.

He looked around, a puzzled expression on his face. How could he have just fallen asleep for no apparent reason? He was imprisoned, and at the level of a third-grade immortal warrior, he actually fell asleep. If he told others about it, no one would believe it.

After smelling the man's mind, the sturdy man immediately began to search in the Wujing Building, but after searching from the ninth floor to the first floor, and from the first floor to the ninth floor, there was no trace of the man.

The outside of this Wujing Building is guarded by immortal warriors, and except for the entrance, the rest are stone walls that are harder than fine iron, making it impossible to come and go quietly.

"Could it be that the man broke through the void and walked away?" The sturdy man suddenly thought of the only possibility.

“The one who can shatter the void must be either the legendary super-first-grade immortal warrior, or someone among the human race who has comprehended the rules of space, or a Mahayana cultivator who can do it silently. Could that person really be a Mahayana cultivator?” The sturdy man pondered for a while. Super-first-grade warriors are only legendary existences, even the leader of the Holy Martial Sect cannot do it. As for comprehending the rules of space, it is even more difficult. The rules of space are known as the three supreme rules in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are no more people who can comprehend them than super-first-grade immortal warriors. The only possibility left is the last one.

But if the other party is really a Mahayana cultivator from the Dongling Immortal Realm, shouldn't he be interested in immortal martial arts techniques?

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out the reason. Then the strong man thought about whether to report the matter to the sect leader. He was in a dilemma for a moment. To be honest, this was a serious crime of dereliction of duty.

"No one knows about this anyway. As long as I don't say anything, no one else will know." After thinking for a moment, the strong man finally made a decision. Then he sat cross-legged in the air and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)