Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 445 Sitting Statue
Zhou Leng and Liang Baiyin entered Hall 1, which was similar to a regular museum, consisting of a large hall divided into many small rooms.

A few people were walking and looking around.

In front of several other display cases, a martial artist sat cross-legged.

Liang Baiyin said in a low voice, "There really is someone cultivating."

"Ah."

"Then let's keep our voices down."

"Try not to talk."

"You must be very happy that you don't have to listen to me." Liang Baiyin muttered to herself, then moved closer to Zhou Leng and walked together toward display case number one.

Unlike ordinary exhibition halls, except for special collections, all the display cases are just tables without covers.

Everything here is essentially for cultivation purposes.

On booth number one, there stands a very famous stone.

It was about half a person tall, bluish-gray, and severely corroded in most places, with only a few blurry fist marks remaining in the middle.

Beneath this martial arts mark stands a card explaining its origin.

This is a stone discovered in the technological age; back then, nobody paid any attention to it.

After the Ten Realms War began, humanity realized it was a treasure, so it was sent to the old capital for research.

Later, the Demon City devoured the old capital and placed this mark of martial arts in the new capital, Xiongcheng.

This martial arts imprint, being the first martial arts imprint in China, has its photograph appearing in textbooks.

Zhou Leng stood in front of the exhibition stand, gazing at the fist imprint, quietly contemplating its meaning.

A few minutes later, Zhou Leng gently shook his head.

I can't understand anything.

The marks left by martial arts can only be perceived by two types of people.

One type is one's own spirit, martial arts skills, will, or certain aspects that resonate with the traces of martial arts.

Another type is experienced experts, who usually reach the level of Grandmaster or even Martial Saint and are proficient in the power of the corresponding field. They forcefully comprehend the power through their extensive experience.

"You can't figure it out either?" Liang Baiyin asked softly, tilting her head back.

Zhou Leng shook his head.

"Then let's move on to the next one."

So, the two of them took turns sensing the traces of martial arts in Hall 1.

Meanwhile, in the distant world of ferocious beasts.

The army of eight-toothed mammoths stormed into the ringed mammoth tribe and slaughtered them.

The two races have a long-standing feud, and when they make a move, it's a merciless slaughter.

Big Yellow, who usually assisted others, was now extremely ferocious, covered in imposing armor and with protruding fangs.

With a single claw strike, as if tearing through space, it would surely rip a large chunk of flesh from the ringed giant elephant.

Xiao Ba glanced at Da Huang every now and then, feeling quite surprised. He never expected that Da Huang's strength had improved so quickly.

Previously, Dahuang possessed immense power, but it was not used.

Since obtaining that broken stone, he has become even more powerful.

Their fighting techniques were so sophisticated that even the clan's grandmasters couldn't understand them.

Xiao Ba had a misconception that if Da Huang fought desperately, he would be torn to pieces.

Inside the ruins museum.

Zhou Leng and Liang Baiyin slowly comprehended the traces of martial arts at a rate of one every five minutes.

Four hours later, after appreciating the more than forty martial arts artifacts in Hall 1.

As a result, only one thing was sensed, and even that was not strong; the rest were not sensed at all.

"I can't sense a single one, can you?" Liang Baiyin whispered.

"Just one piece? Isn't your cultivation level too low? You need to be at a higher level to make it better?" Zhou Leng asked.

Liang Baiyin sighed, thinking to herself that if it weren't for you, who would be willing to waste this opportunity? She had originally planned to come the day before yesterday.

"Let's go have lunch and then come back."

“Okay. I’ll take you to eat the best roast duck,” Liang Baiyin said.

"Walk."

The two went to a roast duck restaurant, ordered five roast ducks, and then took out the dragon meat and asked the restaurant to heat it up.

The two chatted and ate their meal.

After finishing the first roast duck, Liang Baiyin stopped eating and kept giving Zhou Lengbao small pancakes and roast duck meat.

After lunch, the two took a walk together.

In the afternoon, I entered the Relics Museum again to appreciate the traces of martial arts in Exhibition Hall No. 2.

As evening approached, Zhou Leng sensed two martial arts imprints, but like the first one, the feeling was not very clear.

Liang Baiyin had no harvest.

The two had dinner and then visited Exhibition Hall 3 in the evening to reflect on their experiences.

Until late at night, Zhou Leng had no luck, but Liang Baiyin sensed a broken fragment of a bronze cauldron.

The two recorded their insights into martial arts and returned to Yunhua Martial Arts University.

The next day, we came again.

One ordinary enlightenment qualification allows you to experience all the ordinary exhibition halls, and finally choose a martial arts relic for a whole day of enlightenment.

After two days, the two of them had finished comprehending all the martial arts traces in the ordinary exhibition hall.

Late at night, the two left the exhibition hall and sat in a taxi on their way back to Yunhua Wuhan University.

"I've already chosen one, that fragment of the bronze cauldron, because it has the strongest resonance. What about you?"

“I have a connection with the seven martial arts marks, but none of them are strong.”

"Seven? That's amazing! I only have three. Have you made your choice?"

"I'm not going to make a choice."

"Huh? Should we choose later, or what?"

"I plan to go to the advanced exhibition hall to make my selections tomorrow."

"Hmm? You have advanced qualifications?"

"I got one by luck."

Liang Baiyin looked at Zhou Leng, her eyes sparkling in the night, and said, "Brother Zhou Leng, you seem to be getting more and more amazing. The advanced qualification of the Ruins Museum is extremely rare."

"Is it really that difficult? Is there a reason?" Zhou Leng asked. "Back then, there was no distinction between ordinary and advanced levels, and the management was chaotic, so some items were 'lost'. Later, to prevent further loss, particularly important martial arts traces were placed in the advanced exhibition hall, and moving them was strictly prohibited."

"Impossible, who would be so bold?"

"Think about it, who has such audacity?"

Zhou Leng immediately recalled some rumors and asked, "Did they end up with the same group of people as the artifacts that were lost from the museum?"

“Of course,” Liang Baiyin said.

Zhou Leng sighed softly and said nothing.

"But things are better lately. Martial arts resources are under extremely strict guard. Of course, ordinary cultural relics are still the same... I can't get into the advanced exhibition hall, so I probably won't be able to accompany you tomorrow. Could you keep Xiaobaiyin company?" Liang Baiyin said pitifully.

Zhou Leng said, "When I came here, Director Wang said I didn't need to see the regular exhibition halls, but I wasted two days trying to satisfy my curiosity and also hoping to find some bargains."

Liang Baiyin thought to herself, "Is he implying that he has deliberately spent two days with me?"
She immediately smiled and said, "Is that so? I've been very happy to be with you these past two days. By the way, didn't Master Wang tell you anything else?"

"What else?"

“I heard from my family that one of Wang Boxiong’s elders discovered a rather peculiar jade artifact and handed it over to a museum. Later, that jade artifact disappeared. My grandfather said it was…”

Liang Baiyin looked around, then leaned close to Zhou Leng's ear, covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered, "It was Zhao Hao, the head of the Zhao family, who took it away."

“I’ve never heard of it,” Zhou Leng said.

In the early morning, the two went to the ruins museum again.

Liang Baiyin chose to cultivate for a whole day, while Zhou Leng entered the advanced exhibition hall to sense everything.

The martial arts traces in the advanced exhibition halls are different from those in the ordinary exhibition halls.

Larger, more complete, and with a stronger presence.

A large stone wall, more than ten meters high, is covered with countless sword marks.

A fragment of a black cauldron, about half the height of a person, with fist and palm imprints branded on it.

A faceless, human-shaped seated statue, entirely black, with a pitted and worn-out surface, yet possessing an astonishing presence.

……

A strange, silvery metal with clear fingerprints on it.

The fingerprint was as big as a human head, and the complexity of the fingerprints on it far exceeded that of human fingerprints, even resembling some kind of peculiar pattern.

Even this part of the fingerprint appears to be a partial fingerprint, rather than a complete one.

Some martial arts marks also bear divine inscriptions.

The advanced exhibition hall features a total of forty-five types of traces.

Zhou Leng could clearly sense twenty-three items.

There were three items that elicited a strong response.

One of them was a silver fingerprint the size of a human head.

One item is a broken octagonal lantern.

One is a faceless, seated human figure.

The human-shaped seated statue is the most complete of all the traces of martial arts; almost all the others are incomplete.

The aura emanating from the human-shaped seated statue was the most peculiar; it felt as if I had sensed it somewhere before, but I couldn't pinpoint its source for a moment.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng repeatedly examined the three martial arts imprints in turn before making his final choice.

When he felt it for the fifth time, Zhou Leng suddenly looked at the human-shaped seated statue.

I finally remembered where the resemblance to this human-shaped seated statue came from.

The gates of purgatory, where evil gods gaze.

Zhou Leng's expression changed slightly.

just in case……

He hurriedly left the exhibition hall and dialed Wang Boxiong's video call.

"What is it?" Wang Boxiong was standing in the wilderness, covered in blood, with a calm expression.

"Will this bother you?"

"Recently, the demon cubs have been kidnapping people. We just killed some demon cubs and rescued some people. They are resting now."

Zhou Leng said in a low voice, "In the advanced exhibition hall of the Ruins Museum, I discovered what appears to be the power of an evil god, which is that faceless humanoid statue."

Wang Boxiong's eyes widened slightly.

"you sure?"

"I'm absolutely certain that I've come into contact with a similar power by accident. That humanoid seated statue is definitely suspicious."

Wang Boxiong's expression was solemn as he whispered, "You must not tell anyone else that I'm trying to find a way to return to Beijing and report this."

"it is good."

After hanging up the call, Zhou Leng felt heavy-hearted.

The fact that Wang Boxiong personally came to Xiongcheng to report this matter means it's no small thing, and it's very likely close to what I'm thinking.

If someone deliberately brought it in, that would be a huge scandal.

The martial artist who had previously comprehended the faceless humanoid seated statue...

What happened afterward was no longer of much concern to me.

With the faceless humanoid seated statue present, Zhou Leng dared not cultivate for long and continued to repeatedly sense other martial arts traces.

Another day passed, and Liang Baiyin, who clearly didn't need to go to the Ruins Museum, still came to find Zhou Leng for morning practice, and then had breakfast together, claiming that she was learning martial arts from Instructor Zhou.

After finishing their meal, Liang Baiyin returned to school, and Zhou Leng entered the Advanced Exhibition Hall again.

The faceless humanoid seated statue has been sent to the warehouse under the pretext of inspection and maintenance.

With the evil god's power gone, Zhou Leng felt relieved and looked at the two items that he sensed the strongest.

Silver fingerprints, octagonal lanterns.

The silver fingerprint is likely a remnant of a particularly powerful deity.

After so many years, the fingerprints are still clearly visible.

Its aura is similar to that of Guantian Mountain in Baifeng Valley, containing the power of the starry sky, which may be related to the Ancient River Sect.

The octagonal lantern looks familiar.

The octagonal lantern has a twisted, charred frame, with no trace of the original covering remaining.

At the center of the lantern base, the gray iron lamp is extinguished, the wick is gone, and only half of the lamp remains.

It looks remarkably like the river lanterns of the Koga clan.

(End of this chapter)