Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1747 Surveillance Hall
After successfully forging the eighth-rank martial pattern, Mo Xian's exhaustion caused by the huge consumption was swept away by this excitement.

This Wuwen Bibi obviously won't want it anymore, but he doesn't refuse anyone who comes.

As for the effect of being hit, he doesn't care.

Anyway, people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, and he will always be hit by someone.

After swallowing a few pills for recovery like swallowing a jujube, Mo Xian immediately took out the eighth-grade reversing martial pattern.

The martial pattern seems extremely hard, but when Mo Xian poured Yuanli into it, the shape of the martial pattern slowly changed, and soon it became a special pattern that seemed to be composed of energy.

After observing for a while and making sure there was no problem, Mo Xian stretched out his arm.

Wu Wen automatically attached to Mo Xian's arm, and then penetrated like ink.

At this moment, Mo Xian had a very strange feeling, as if he had merged with the martial pattern into one.

After a while, the fusion of Wuwen was completed, and there was a mysterious pattern on Mo Xian's arm, similar to a totem.

The lines are not as ugly as Bibi said, but very beautiful, giving Mo Xian an air of mystery.

Although there is nothing wrong with tattoos, Mo Xian doesn't like to expose them casually, and the martial tattoos disappear with a thought.

Then he thought again, and lines appeared on both arms.

One is the five-rank martial pattern that he obtained back then that can enhance his strength, and the other is the reverse martial pattern that he just obtained.

When the two are compared, the difference comes out.

No matter in terms of structure or fluctuation, the fifth grade martial pattern cannot be compared with the reverse martial pattern at all.

"Hey……"

Mo Xian sighed, looking at the fifth-rank martial pattern, he was speechless for a while.

He obviously forgot that the fifth-rank martial arts had done a lot of merit back then.

It's not that he likes the new and dislikes the old, it's just that the effects of the fifth-rank martial patterns are not so obvious now, and they urgently need to be replaced.

But martial patterns that enhance strength are also very precious among martial patterns. Not to mention ready-made ones, even a design drawing would probably take a lot of thought, and it might not be possible to get it.

After clearing up his mood, Mo Xian took a look at Bibi, seeing that the latter was fine, so he felt relieved.

Ignoring Xiao En and Dragon Frog Seed who were still fishing, Mo Xian walked alone to the main hall that seemed to have been integrated with the boulder.

Although Bibi didn't say anything, he was sure that Li Qing should have come here, and it was very likely that something in the hall helped him find them.

The style of the main hall is very unique, and it looks a little bit like claws.

After walking in, Mo Xian looked around.

The main hall is very empty, and there are some fragments of martial corpses scattered on the ground, which looks extremely strange.

Some coffins leaned crookedly against the wall on one side of the main hall, some of which have been opened, and some of them are still closed.

Mo Xian walked to a tightly closed coffin and opened it without much effort.

Among them is an unusually burly warrior, which can also be said to be a corpse.

From this warrior, Mo Xian could feel an unusually sturdy aura.

This should be a puppet-like fighting machine made of living people, but it should have been completely broken by now.

There should be the same thing in the other coffins, so Mo Xian has no interest in opening it.

He began to notice the murals on the walls. These murals were abstract and blurred, but if he looked carefully, he could see some clues.

Mo Xian looked carefully at the pictures one by one, and was surprised to find that these strokes actually recorded the origin, development and growth of Xuanming Sect.

There is a rather crucial thing among them, which is an area drawn with black dots, which seems to represent something.

This thing is very crucial, it has appeared many times in the murals, and there are many abstract paintings representing human beings worshiping it, which seems extremely devout.

"What are these people worshiping? They don't seem to be any gods." Mo Xian scratched his head. He had seen some gods believed by Xuanming Sect before, but none of them could be replaced by this kind of black spots.

After reading the mural in its entirety, Mo Xian was still confused about the black spot, but he had a certain understanding of Xuanming Sect.

The Xuanming Sect should have obtained a mysterious power from the thing represented by the black dot, and used this to establish a sect and finally reach its peak.

Suddenly, Mo Xian seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked towards the void outside the hall.

Although it is not very vivid, the things that those black dots point to are most likely to be the endless void outside.

There is obviously some kind of mysterious power in the void, which has become the foundation of Xuanming Sect.

"I don't know if this power still exists!" Mo Xian muttered to himself, if he could find the source of this power, maybe he could use it to break through.

But he is also very clear that this probability is basically equal to zero.

With such a glimmer of expectation, Mo Xian searched carefully in the hall.

Li Qing should have searched in the hall before, so the places he could see were just some useless things.

And in the center of the main hall, there is a huge formation, and in the center of the formation is a platform that has been raised.

The platform and the formation on the ground are integrated into one, and there are some strange runes on it, still flickering slightly.

This huge formation should have been activated, and there is a faint energy flow on it.

After Mo Xian walked into the platform, he found that there were several depressions on the platform. There should have been something there, but now it has disappeared.

These things should be similar to keys, perhaps only by putting them on can the corresponding functions of the formation be activated.

There wasn't much dust on the platform, but some places had obviously been touched a lot.

Mo Xian tried to touch these places, and when he tried for the third time, a huge picture suddenly appeared above the platform.

The picture was pitch black. After looking at it for a long time, Mo Xian finally realized that the picture looked like the vast world of nothingness outside.

The picture is not static, there are some light spots in it, I don't know what it represents.

With a thought, the screen turned, and then Mo Xian saw a huge rock appearing in the screen.

There is a platform embedded in the rock, next to which is a large hall.

Moreover, he could still see a sweet-looking girl sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly practicing.

On the other side, a small sapling and a strange-looking frog are playing with something mysteriously.

Obviously, what Mo Xian saw was exactly where they were now.

In other words, this hall has the function of monitoring the entire void.

"Huh..." Mo Xian let out a sigh, and then the scene zoomed in quite a bit.

I saw Xiao En stealthily took something handed over by the Dragon Frog Seed, and then twisted his torso quite humanely, as if observing around.

Seeing that no one noticed him, Xiao En immediately put the thing away.

(End of this chapter)