The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 274 Yuanji Moke Immeasurable
Zhao Yu looked at the scene in front of him and was slightly taken aback.

The inside of the Wooden Man Alley was actually just an ordinary stone room that couldn't be more ordinary.

Rather than saying it is a stone chamber, it is better to say it is a simple cave.

In this cave, there is nothing but a futon under the front wall.

Zhao Yu stepped forward and looked down.

It was a futon woven from the most common reed grass, nothing special about it.

By coincidence, Zhao Yu sat cross-legged on the futon, and the killing intent in his heart dissipated completely after sitting on the futon.

Indistinctly, a sense of guilt suddenly emerged in Zhao Yu's heart.

It seemed that every time he swung the knife before, in Zhao Yu's heart at this moment, there would be a hint of repentance brewing.

The inscriptions around his body appeared again, Zhao Yu gradually closed his eyes slightly, and slowly raised his hands, showing signs of joining hands.

But at this moment, the figures of Jiang Yuyan and Erha flashed in Zhao Yu's mind, as well as those victims who died of freezing and starvation.

The tyranny in his heart instantly surged, and he forcibly stretched Zhao Yu's clasped hands apart.

"You're right, but it's yours..."

Zhao Yu suddenly opened his eyes, staring at a figure that emerged from the front wall.

At this moment, he finally understood that this was originally the retreat place of Patriarch Bodhidharma.

It is rumored that Patriarch Bodhidharma sat facing a wall somewhere in Shaolin Temple for 12 years, and finally left his own shadow on the stone wall.

But in fact, what is left behind is not only the shadow of Patriarch Bodhidharma, but also his compassion...

After Zhao Yu got up, the futon he sat on turned into fly ash in an instant, and twelve shadows appeared on the originally empty stone walls around him.

Or sit, or stand, or lie down...

Zhao Yu looked over one by one, but in his mind, every move of Patriarch Bodhidharma was here.

In the last picture, the figure of Patriarch Bodhidharma on the stone wall gradually dissipated.

And Zhao Yu stared at this gradually dissipating figure, waiting and watching for the longest time.

Slowly, Zhao Yu discovered that this figure did not dissipate, but turned into something illusory.

Formless! !
Zhao Yu, who was looking at the figure on the stone wall, didn't seem to notice that the energy in his body was gathering and dispersing as the figure dissipated.

This is a practice, if Zhao Yu can survive it, he will be like a sweeping monk, comprehending the artistic conception left by Bodhidharma.

If he can't make it through, Zhao Yu's internal strength will disappear into nothing like the last figure!
But Zhao Yuwuxiu's talent is really... unsightly!
The more you look at it, the faster Zhao Yu's internal energy circulates, and the faster his own cultivation dissipates.

If this continues, in less than a few breaths, Zhao Yu will degenerate into the small hundred household who can only rely on copying the house to earn a living!
What's even worse is that after so many things, no one is willing to give him a chance to be a small hundred household who only knows how to steal his home! !

This seems to be a dead end for Zhao Yu, who is talented in Xila.

however……

Zhao Yu suddenly moved his palm, and a sharp dagger appeared in his palm.

The guy gave a weird smile, then leaned forward, pierced the upper stone wall with a sword, and along the range of the shadow spread, directly pulled out the entire wall.

"What a simple thing!"

Looking at the stone wall that had been pulled out in one piece, Zhao Yu raised his hand slightly, and the stone wall in front of him disappeared into the cave in an instant.

Zhao Yu Xinnian sank into the system backpack and looked towards the stone wall.

Different from other martial arts secret books that overflowed with light, there were streaks of mist around the stone wall, obscuring the original appearance.

And all of this was nothing to Zhao Yu at all.

Because the system backpack has its own identification function, everything will be clear at a glance when Zhao Yu is watching intently.

"Fuck?!"

When Zhao Yu saw clearly the system backpack's explanation for this stone wall, he was shocked.

Surprise, not surprise, but fright!

"What the hell is this world?"

Looking at the explanation given by the system backpack, Zhao Yu felt cold all over his body.

This stone slab contains a skill that Zhao Yu is familiar with, a magical skill that has almost broken away from the worldly martial arts.

Yuanji... Boundless Moco! !

No wonder, even Zhang Sanfeng would be afraid of the sweeping monk who had comprehended a trace of the artistic conception.

Only then did Zhao Yu realize that if the old monk hadn't been merciful, or if his golden bell hadn't been perfected.

I am not an opponent of the sweeping monk at all.

unless……

Facing the danger of depleting his inner breath again, he forcibly cast the lion's roar that has reached its peak!

But this is a desperate move, it's best not to use it if you can!

……

It has been almost a year since he came to Daqian, Zhao Yu has always thought that Dagan is a world of martial arts.

But he didn't want to, after seeing the explanation of Shibi from the system backpack, Zhao Yu was completely awake.

This world is not as simple as he sees it.

And those so-called martial arts masters are actually just small shrimps that surfaced!

The masters who can really stir up the situation have not yet appeared!

And to prevent these real masters from competing for world hegemony...

Zhao Yu immediately thought of the Baolong clan and the emperor, and then thought of the luck Zhang Sanfeng had told him.

Dagan enjoys his luck alone, as long as the dynasty's luck does not dissipate, those real masters will not appear.

What is the reason for this fear and taboo, Zhao Yu himself can't figure it out.

However, since he got this opportunity, Zhao Yu is finally one step ahead!

Looking at the stone wall in the system backpack, Zhao Yu calmed down a little.

If Zhao Yu remembers correctly, this magical skill in front of him is a first-class existence even in the world of high martial arts.

There are three kinds of Mo Ke Wuliang, namely the Earth Ji, Tian Ji and Yuan Ji in Zhao Yu's backpack.

The demon master's earth pole, Moke Wuliang, was born out of the god's heaven pole, and the heaven pole created by the god is the comprehension and Yuanji...

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu gradually remembered.

When I first read the novel, it seemed to be mentioned that God came to Shaolin Wooden Man Alley and comprehended Mo Ke Wuliang.

After clearing the thoughts in his mind, Zhao Yu immediately thought of a place.

"Leshan Giant Buddha, Lingyun Grotto..."

If it was really as I thought, then the beginning of all opportunities should be the Lingyun Grotto.

There are not only rare and precious blood bodhisattvas in it, but also the mythical beast fire unicorn, and even dragon veins...

Of course, the inheritance of Wu Wudi cannot be let go!

"Why does this feel like a joke..."

Zhao Yu, who had cleared his mind, muttered to himself while walking towards the door that gradually appeared behind him.

Fortunately, although Dagan is not considered a prosperous age, his luck is still prosperous, and those monsters and ghosts will not appear in a short time.

But Zhao Yu couldn't even think of killing Zhao Yu, because Ah Fa's luck has already begun to collapse!

(End of this chapter)