Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 586 Decomposition Cracking
"Oh, don't hold on, don't you dare to say that you are not worried at all?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled, sucked another wine jug into his hand, pushed aside the mud, and took a swig.

Gu Qiancheng pondered for a moment, and said: "Indeed, I am really worried in my heart, but since I brought him here, he has also passed your test, entered it, and happened to discover the secret of your painting, then I can only believe that he can crack it."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scholar withdrew his smile, bowed his head in silence, and after a while, raised his head and said: "You are right, if you don't believe him, it is tantamount to denying your own decision. Of course, what is the result? In three more hours, we will see the outcome."

……

In the black and white world, Ling Yuchen was meditating with his eyes closed.

He stood quietly on the spot, motionless, and it has lasted for nearly half an hour. If it were someone else, he had been "invited" out of the Zhen Pavilion by the middle-aged scribe, but he could still stay in the Zhen Pavilion for nearly two days. An hour and a half.

Although he hasn't thought it through for half an hour, he still firmly believes that he can definitely crack the secret of that blank place.

Suddenly, he started walking with his eyes closed, but stopped after taking five or six steps. At the same time, he opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and felt the trajectory of the vitality of this piece of heaven and earth.

"Sure enough."

Soon, the corners of Ling Yuchen's mouth lifted slightly, and a clear look appeared on his face.

When he entered this black and white world, he had felt a strange aura. At that time, he vaguely guessed that this strange aura was one of the reasons why everything around him became black and white.

When he first felt that strange breath, he thought that this breath was something he had never felt before.

However, just now when he closed his eyes and thought about how to solve the secret of the blank space, he felt that strange breath again, and his heart suddenly moved.

He suddenly felt that this aura seemed to be very similar to the aura emitted by the middle-aged scribe when he used the black light to test him at the last moment of playing the piano.

At that time, he kept his mind on his mind and listened to the piano with his eyes closed. He did not expect that the middle-aged scribe would have a violent test at that last moment. breath.

He didn't realize it until just now.So, he immediately opened his eyes to feel the flow of vitality in this piece of heaven and earth, and soon discovered that the flow of vitality in this piece of heaven and earth was in perfect harmony with the melody of the Baili Qinyueyin he had heard.

This also shows that the black-and-white world and the profound scene he saw were all created by the middle-aged scribe.

He couldn't help guessing that this might be the middle-aged scribe's natural comprehension of martial arts, drawing this scene.It's just that some of the principles comprehended by middle-aged scribes are not as good as "Chen Xing Breaks the Heaven Record".

As for the blank space, it may be the part that the middle-aged scribe has not yet comprehended.

This scene should have existed for many years, causing the scene in this space to undergo an astonishing change, becoming only black and white.

Because this scene has always existed, middle-aged scribes can continue to realize the Tao, and using this scene as a reference, they can not only make up for the shortcomings, but also make some corrections to their own mistakes, and at the same time realize more truths.

This is an effective, but very lengthy method of comprehension.

It is also the only way to continue to make progress when one has reached a certain limit.

After realizing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look in the direction of the pavilion where the middle-aged scholar was sitting.

Although it is impossible to see that pavilion, the figure of the middle-aged scribe.However, he could feel the powerful aura emanating from the middle-aged scribe.

The powerful Qi has always been faintly connected with this place, so Ling Yuchen knew that his every move was under the control of the middle-aged scribe.

"If you decipher this scene, I don't know how you will feel."

Thinking in this way, Ling Yuchen stared deeply at the direction of the pavilion, then turned around slowly, and began to walk back to the place where the scene appeared.

……

"Ok?"

Ling Yuchen's expression and demeanor just now did not escape the perception of the middle-aged scribe, he couldn't help but let out a little surprise, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"What? Was it cracked?" Gu Qiancheng joked.

"Probably not yet." The middle-aged scribe said lightly. Although his voice was still upright and peaceful, there was a trace of doubt, and he was not as confident as before.

Sensing the change in the tone of the middle-aged scribe, Gu Qiancheng smiled slightly and said, "Let me remind you again, you must be mentally prepared."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe smiled and didn't say anything else. He just held the wine jar, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Little guy, have you really enlightened?"

……

Just when the middle-aged scribe had some guesses in his heart, Ling Yuchen had already returned to that scene.

What he has to do now is to further confirm his thoughts.

He took a deep breath, and immediately looked at the scene intently again.

After he had a clear goal, he saw some changes when he saw these scenes.

This is a scene drawn by a strong man whose strength is far superior to him, which is a combination of his life's realization.

With his current strength, it is absolutely wishful thinking to take over the overall situation and start from the whole to crack the secret of this scene.

Therefore, he decomposed all these original black lines.

After it was completely disassembled, his eyes turned, and his eyes quickly fell on a few black lines, which were very eye-catching. Most importantly, he felt that the meaning of these lines was relatively is the simplest.

After carefully looking at these few black lines, he realized something in his heart, and then looked again at the few dismantled lines, which outlined the dark cloud layer.

Surrounded by lightning around the dark clouds, Ling Yuchen also noticed that under the white clouds outlined by the lines, there was a hidden collection of thunder, which meant that there would be lightning falling.

As a result of his intention, within a short time, a thunderbolt crashed down amidst the surging clouds.

Seeing that his judgment was correct, Ling Yuchen was very happy.

The thunder light fell, allowing him to see many lines that he hadn't seen before.Then, he felt the true meaning contained in these lines.

With such a realization, the Qi mechanism in this scene was also affected.

At this time, the sky above the entire Xiwu Mountain was brightly shining, however, the sky above the Zhen Pavilion suddenly became darker, and several groups of white clouds suddenly appeared, covering the sunlight.

In front of the pavilion, Gu Qiancheng and the middle-aged scribe all sensed the change, and couldn't help but look up.

The two were drinking alcohol.

The wine is made of precious thousand-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus. All four wine jars have been opened, two of which have bottomed out, and more than half of the other two jars have been drunk.

The rich aroma of wine filled the world.

Sensing the change in the air, the middle-aged scholar's complexion changed slightly, and his hands holding the wine jar trembled slightly.

Gu Qiancheng's eyes flickered, and he said with a faint smile, "What? Are you scared?"

The middle-aged scribe raised his eyebrows, "I haven't drank for a long time, so I drink less."

"Hehe." Gu Qiancheng smiled, but did not speak.

The eyes of the middle-aged scribe flashed, he looked up at Gu Qiancheng, and said indifferently: "It's just a matter of motivating the air mechanism, and it's still a long way from cracking it."

While the two were talking, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. In an instant, thunder rumbled, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Although this bolt of lightning was extremely powerful, it was nothing to Gu Qiancheng and the middle-aged scholar.

When the lightning was about to strike the middle-aged scribe's head, the middle-aged scribe just waved his hand like chasing flies, and smashed the bolt of lightning.

Seeing the unrestrained movements of the middle-aged scribe, Gu Qiancheng's eyes flashed with strangeness, "Your cultivation has improved again."

"of course."

The middle-aged scribe said indifferently: "For me, every day is not only cultivation but also cultivation, so it is not unusual for my cultivation to increase rapidly."

While the two were talking, Ling Yuchen turned his attention to the lines that formed the big river.

This scene contains a lot of truths about the origin of the five elements' vitality. Although Ling Yuchen has already understood a lot before, he will naturally not miss this opportunity to further understand.

Generally speaking, even if someone has seen this scene, it is difficult to gain more from it than Ling Yuchen.

Everyone has different eyesight, different preferences, and different things they practice, so what they see will naturally be different.

However, Ling Yuchen has cultivated the vitality of the five elements, and all five kinds of vitality have successfully evolved, and he has a considerable understanding of the vitality of the five elements, so he has seen and obtained more than ordinary people.

Soon, his attention was focused from the entire river to a cluster of waves in the river.

The waves were surging, full of vitality.

Ling Yuchen could feel that ordinary waves would not be formed like that, nor would they rise and fall like that.

After thinking about it for a while, he had an answer.

His experience in the West Sea told him that such waves are likely to be the splashes caused by fishes swimming upstream in the river and their tails waving.

As a result of his thoughts, Ling Yuchen looked again, and faintly saw a little fish tail in the waves.

Soon, Ling Yuchen had already seen all the lines in this scene.

He closed his eyes again, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

He knew that the middle-aged scribe could see the expression on his face, and because of this, he didn't hide it.

The middle-aged scribe had taken the test violently earlier, which had startled him, and he had been brooding over it all the time. Now, the opportunity made the middle-aged scribe feel uncomfortable, how could he blame the opportunity?
After filtering all the harvest just now, Ling Yuchen opened his eyes, looked back at the direction of the pavilion, and thought to himself:
"Senior, do you know that this is just the beginning. Don't be too surprised when I crack the secret of your scene."

(End of this chapter)