Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

A month later, Fang Yue successfully became an elite disciple of the Martial Arts Hall through his own efforts and talent. He was able to step into the legendary Sutra Hall and explore the secrets of martial arts.

The Sutra Library, this ancient building located in the heart of the Martial Arts Hall, seems to carry thousands of years of wisdom and secrets.

On the golden plaque hanging high above the temple gate, the three large characters "Scripture Hall" shine brightly, exuding an indescribable solemnity and sacredness.

Under the guidance of the deacon elder, Fang Yue stepped into this mysterious hall.

The light in the hall is soft and bright, and rows of towering bookshelves stand quietly around it like loyal guardians.

On the bookshelf, there are all kinds of secret books, some are simple and old, as if telling the glory of the past; some are dazzling, revealing an extraordinary atmosphere.

The deacon elder smiled and introduced to Fang Yue: "There are many kinds of secret books here, whether it is the method of cultivation, martial arts secrets, formation layout, or alchemy and medicine, everything is available.

You can choose the secret book that best suits you to practice according to your interests and needs.

But remember, each secret book contains unique restrictions. Practicing without permission may lead to serious consequences."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yue was secretly alert and his eyes shuttled through the numerous secret books.

Finally, his attention was drawn to a secret book with a cover that was glowing with a strange light.

This secret book looks ordinary, but the runes flowing on the cover reveal its extraordinary origin.

Fang Yue carefully took out the secret book, opened the cover, and saw that it contained a cultivation method called "Xuantian Poyuan Jue".

This technique is profound and mysterious, describing a unique way of running vital energy, which can greatly enhance the practitioner's vital energy concentration and explosive power.

Fang Yue's heart moved. This was exactly what he needed right now.

Faced with the threat from the mysterious man in black robe and the powerful demon clan, he knew that his strength was far from enough.

Only by constantly improving yourself can you gain a foothold in this crisis-ridden world.

So, Fang Yue took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to silently comprehend the mysteries of "Xuantian Poyuan Jue".

As time went by, he seemed to be immersed in a mysterious world, unable to extricate himself.

When he woke up from his cultivation state, he had actually broken through his original cultivation bottleneck and his strength had made a qualitative leap.

He was pleasantly surprised and looked at the secret book in his hand with gratitude. The deacon elder looked at Fang Yue's changes and nodded with satisfaction:
"It seems that you have a talent for this technique. But remember, you must not rush for quick success on the road of cultivation. You must move forward steadily step by step. Only in this way can you go further on this road."

Fang Yue replied respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings, Elder. Fang Yue will definitely keep it in mind."

During his time in the martial arts hall, Fang Yue not only devoted himself to practicing the "Xuantian Poyuan Jue", but also made many like-minded partners.

They practiced martial arts, exchanged ideas, and made progress together.

From them, Fang Yue learned a lot of valuable experience and skills, which also made him more deeply appreciate the profoundness of the martial arts of the Dajin Dynasty.

"The martial arts of the Dajin people are truly extraordinary. Even the low-level martial arts techniques have benefited me a lot. It's like opening up a whole new world." Fang Yue said with emotion.

While Fang Yue was practicing in the martial arts hall, he was also asking around for rumors about demonic disasters and monsters. However, to his surprise, there was no relevant record in the martial arts hall.

Whether in the vast amount of books in the library or in the memories of experienced elders and senior disciples, there is not even a trace of the demonic disaster or the monster race.

Fang Yue's heart was full of doubts and uneasiness. He was well aware of the horror of the demonic disaster and the cunning of the monsters. During the Wei Dynasty, he had personally experienced the fierce battle with the monsters and witnessed the tragic scene after the demonic disaster.

But in the martial arts hall of the Great Jin Dynasty, it seemed as if these dangers had never existed.

He couldn't help but think to himself: "Is it because the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty is too vast, far away from the activities of the demons and monsters? Or is there some special reason why this place deliberately concealed this information?"

All kinds of speculations kept circling in his mind.

In order to find out the truth, Fang Yue decided to hold a small exchange gathering in the martial arts hall and invite those disciples who had traveled around the world and were knowledgeable.

At the gathering, Fang Yue asked everyone sincerely: "Everyone, I have heard that there are demonic disasters raging in the distance, and the demon tribe often stirs up trouble, but there is no news in our martial arts hall. I wonder if you have heard anything about it during your travels?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. A disciple named Zhao Qi said, "Brother Fang, we have been in the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty for many years, and have never encountered what you said, nor have we heard of such rumors.

Perhaps this is just an isolated phenomenon in other regions and has nothing to do with our Great Jin."

Another disciple named Qian Feng also echoed, "Yes, I have been to many remote places, and wherever I went, it was peaceful and there was no sign of demonic disasters or monsters causing trouble."

Fang Yue frowned, and the doubts in his heart grew stronger.

He knew very well that the harm caused by demons and monsters could not be limited to the Wei Dynasty, but why did it seem to be a forgotten history in the Jin Dynasty?
At this time, Elder Li Tong, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke: "Fang Yue, what you mentioned is too bizarre.

I have been in the martial arts hall for many years and have never known of such a disaster.

However, I have heard that some ancient ruins on the border of the dynasty seem to hide many unknown secrets, and perhaps there will be the answers you want there."

Fang Yue's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Elder, where are these ancient ruins? I would like to go and explore."

Elder Li Tong shook his head slightly and said, "The location of those ruins is extremely secret and full of dangers. Many people who went to explore them never returned. I have only heard about them vaguely, but I don't know their exact location."

Although Fang Yue felt a little disappointed, he also understood that this might be his only clue at the moment.

He decided to continue training in the martial arts hall to improve his strength, while keeping an eye out for news about the ancient ruins.

In the following days, Fang Yue practiced even harder.

Not only did he practice the "Xuantian Poyuan Jue" to a higher level, he also tried to integrate it with the "Youying Huanyuan Jue" in an attempt to create his own unique martial arts.

In competitions with his partners, he constantly tried new moves, and gradually developed a fighting style that combined stealth, surprise attack, and powerful explosive power.

As for the news about the ancient ruins, Fang Yue did not miss any possible clues. He often communicated with merchants and adventurers traveling around, hoping to get useful information from them.

Finally, by chance, Fang Yue learned from an adventurer who had just returned from the border of the dynasty about the location of a suspected ancient relic - an abandoned ancient temple deep in the misty forest.

It is said that the ancient temple is shrouded in fog all year round. People who enter it will lose their way, and strange noises are often heard, which is frightening.

After Fang Yue got the news, he was both excited and nervous. He was excited because he finally had a possible direction to explore the secrets of the demonic disaster and the monsters; he was nervous because the misty forest and the abandoned ancient temple sounded full of unknown dangers.

He knew that this journey was difficult, but for the sake of his belief in protecting peace and to fight against the mysterious man in black robe and the powerful demons, he resolutely began to prepare. Fang Yue carefully packed his bag, bringing enough dry food, healing pills, and some small items that might come in handy at critical moments. The little demon beast seemed to have sensed the unusualness of this trip and followed him closely, with a hint of uneasiness and determination in his eyes.

When bidding farewell to the deacon elder and his companions, everyone looked worried. The deacon elder said earnestly: "Fang Yue, this trip to the Misty Forest will be full of dangers, you must be careful. If you encounter difficulties that you cannot handle, don't be stubborn, and return in time."

Fang Yue clasped his fists and saluted, responding sincerely: "Thank you for your concern, Elder. Fang Yue will definitely do his best and do what he can. When I return, I will tell you in detail what I encountered."

Companions came up one after another, some presented precious amulets, and some shared their unique experiences of survival in the wild. Lin Yu patted Fang Yue on the shoulder and said, "Brother Fang, you must be safe on this trip. We are all waiting for your triumphant return in the martial arts hall, and then we can drink and talk about martial arts together."

With everyone's blessings and concerns, Fang Yue embarked on a journey to the misty forest. Along the way, he slept in the open air, traveled day and night, and as he approached his destination, the surrounding environment became more and more eerie. The originally lush trees became sparse and twisted, and the branches and leaves took on a strange black color, as if they had been eroded by the power of darkness.

Finally reaching the edge of the misty forest, a chill hit me in the face. The mist was like thick ink, constantly rolling and surging, and the strange sounds coming out faintly were like ghosts howling, which was creepy.

Fang Yue took a deep breath and used the "Shadow Illusionary Yuan Jue" to conceal himself. At the same time, he circulated his internal energy to the whole body to form a layer of protection. He stepped into the misty forest carefully, and the little demon beast followed closely behind him, watching the surroundings vigilantly.

As soon as he entered, Fang Yue felt that his vision was severely obstructed and he could only see the scenery within a few steps.

He could only rely on his hearing and his keen sense of the fluctuations of his vital energy to judge the surrounding situation. Every step he took seemed to be on the edge of unknown danger.

Suddenly, a slight rustling sound came from the left. Fang Yue was instantly alert, stopped, held his sword across his body, and stared at the source of the sound with sharp eyes.

The little monster also arched its body and let out a low roar.

A moment later, a monster that was huge, shaped like a black panther but with eyes flashing strange red light, jumped out from the fog.

It exuded a strong bloody smell and was obviously a ferocious predator in this forest.

Fang Yue's heart trembled, not daring to slack off at all, and quickly displayed the unique martial arts that he had fused.

His figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost, then appeared at the side of the monster. The long sword in his hand was filled with powerful vitality and stabbed fiercely at the monster's waist.

The monster reacted extremely quickly. It turned around suddenly and pounced towards Fang Yue with its sharp claws.

Fang Yue used the "Shadow Step" to cleverly avoid the attack. At the same time, he used the force to leap up and displayed the explosive power of "Xuantian Poyuan Jue" in the air. The long sword brought up a dazzling light and slashed towards the monster's head.

The monster raised its head and roared, and a black flame spurted out of its mouth. The flame, with scorching heat and pungent smell, swept towards Fang Yue.

Fang Yue hurriedly held his breath and used the techniques in "The Art of Phantom Shadow" to quickly retreat, narrowly avoiding the invasion of flames.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the battle was extremely fierce.

Fang Yue gradually gained the upper hand with his superb martial arts and rich combat experience.

After a hard fight, he finally found the monster's weakness and stabbed it with all his strength. The sword accurately pierced the monster's vitals. The monster let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground with a bang.

Fang Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed slightly.

He knew that this was only the first test of entering the Misty Forest, and the road ahead would be long and full of dangers.

After a short rest, he continued to move deeper into the forest. As he went deeper, the fog became thicker and the strange noises became more frequent.

Fang Yue always remained highly vigilant and focused on dealing with possible dangers.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Fang Yue saw a building looming in the mist ahead. He was startled. Could it be the abandoned ancient temple in the legend?
He quickened his pace and walked towards the outline of the building.

As the distance got closer, an ancient and dilapidated temple gradually appeared clearly before our eyes.

The walls of the ancient temple were covered with moss and vines, the roof tiles were incomplete, the door was closed, and the copper rings were rusted.

Fang Yue stood outside the ancient temple and could feel the mysterious and ancient atmosphere emanating from it.

He understood that the answer he had been seeking might be hidden here, but it must also hide huge dangers.

He took a deep breath, used the art of concealment again, and walked cautiously towards the gate of the ancient temple.

The little demon beast followed closely behind, also looking at the ancient temple cautiously.

When Fang Yue walked to the gate, he reached out and gently pushed the tightly closed door.

The door opened slowly with a dull creaking sound.

A stale and decayed smell hit me in the face, and it was pitch black inside, with no sight of one's hand in front of one's face.

Fang Yue condensed the vital energy in his body, forming a ball of soft light in his hands, illuminating a small area in front of him.

He walked slowly into the ancient temple with the help of the light.

The ancient temple was very empty, the ground was covered with thick dust, and the surrounding walls were engraved with strange patterns and runes. Those patterns and runes flickered with faint light, as if telling a long history.

Fang Yue walked slowly along the wall, carefully examining the patterns and runes, trying to find some clues from them.

Suddenly, he found that a pattern on the wall seemed to have been touched by someone. The trace was very new and did not fit in with the dusty environment.

Fang Yue's heart moved. Could it be that someone had been here recently?

He continued to explore along the direction of the traces and found a loose floor tile in a corner. (End of this chapter)