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Chapter 306 Wutuba's Legacy

The body of the old man is Wutuba, and the bamboo silk records Wutuba's deeds of fighting against various masters in the rivers and lakes, as well as his own deep guilt, and finally how he realized from the sinner to the world's inspiration , so that the experience of cultivating the true fruit was recorded in detail, and at the same time, it also advised the descendants who saw this book to be kind-hearted and devote themselves to cultivating the Tao.

There are not many words on the bamboo silk, but the crazy monk felt as if he had been reborn after seeing it. Although he did not agree with Wutuba's saying that only cultivating the Tao is the way to achieve great success, he was also convinced by the various persuasive words left by Wutuba. Kind words and some exercises to break the demonic barriers in my heart.

It is precisely because of listening to Wutuba's insights that the mad monk has a better understanding of Taoism, so as soon as Wen Tao ascended to Tianjue Peak, he felt the pure Taoist true energy in the question's body, which is why the mad monk The monk was willing to treat Wen Tao kindly, pointing out the reason for Wen Tao, and the letter from Tian Xuanji was purely a help.

Wen Tao naturally didn't know this, if he knew, he would be very grateful to the sanctified old man in the cave.

But even so, Wen Tao couldn't help being curious, and wanted to see what happened. Just as Wen Tao raised his head, thinking about how to let the crazy monk see Wutuba's body, the crazy monk spoke first, Said: "I think you must be very curious, anyway, since the senior has a lot of connection with your Taoism, then I will take you in to meet."

Wen Tao was taken aback for a moment, then he was overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

Entering the cave is not as eerie and weird as Wen Tao thought, but clean and tidy. A kerosene lamp illuminates the dark cave like daytime.

The cave was two feet deep, and there were two beds inside. The outer bed lay in the middle, almost blocking the entrance of the cave.

And on the bed inside, there is a person sitting cross-legged on it, with his hands flat on his knees, very relaxed and natural, just seeing a silhouette, Wen Tao can't help but feel admiration.

Going around the first bed, Wen Tao followed behind the mad monk. For the first time, he saw the old man who had been dead for at least 50 years. People feel the majesty and straight back of the deceased, which makes this old man more regrettable.

"The soul is sanctified." The mad monk thought of something, sighed, and remained silent for a long while.

Wen Tao was a little dazed for a moment when he heard the mad monk's distasteful words. He knew very well what the concept of sanctification of the soul is. The Wudang patriarch Master Sanfeng Zhenren in the previous life was the representative of the sanctification of the soul.

Unlike the direct ascension of the body, the sanctification of the soul is more difficult, but once the soul is sanctified, it is infinitely useful.

Like Mitutoyo, he left a ray of consciousness in the real martial arts sword. Even if the real martial arts sword was taken to another world by this unknown system, Mitutoyo could still retain his spiritual consciousness. This is the soul The power of sanctification is because the soul of a person with a sanctified soul is their most powerful body. As long as you can't blow his soul away with one blow, he will be able to condense and regenerate unlimitedly, and will never be completely destroyed by others. wipe out.

The flying fairy of the body does not have the powerful strength of the sanctification of the soul at all, but there is one thing that the sanctification of the soul cannot match, that is, the flying fairy of the body does not need a person to be fully enlightened, or to prove the way through disasters. As long as one's own strength is strong, there is no other requirement, just practice to become stronger.

Therefore, breaking the void is not the ultimate dream of martial arts practitioners, but the first step for those who practice Taoism.

After shattering the void, martial arts practitioners will become cultivators. In the long and long years, they can practice endlessly, work harder and harder, and move forward step by step towards the steps of Feixian.

So after Wen Tao broke the void, he didn't dare to waste any time. Apart from wanting to get rid of Lu Qianzhong's crisis as soon as possible, Wen Tao wanted to fight towards the goal of sanctification of the soul. His goal is also the object he wants to surpass.

The two stared blankly at Wutuba's body, and it took a long time for the mad monk to break the silence and said, "Wen Tao, you should look at the bamboo and silk left by the senior."

As the crazy monk said, he pulled out a large box from under the bed. The color of the box was extremely old, and the vermilion red paint was peeling off in large pieces. Even so, the box was clean and tidy, not even a speck of dust could be found. The box attaches.

There was a flame of hope in Wen Tao's eyes. To him, this broken box was more insane than the most addictive poison in the world.

This box contains not only Wutuba's comprehension, but also the exercises he left behind and his experience of fighting against many masters in this world. If these things are disclosed, the martial arts people who come to Tianjue Peak may be able to use their bodies in the sky. It is no exaggeration to build a ladder under Juefeng.

The crazy monk saw Wen Tao's entanglement, a little puzzled, but also a little admired.

Not everyone can restrain themselves when faced with this kind of temptation, let alone someone like Wen Tao, who is able to restrain himself with the secrets of peerless martial arts and the experience of fighting against masters in front of him.

"Take it, these things are of great benefit to you." The crazy monk smiled and pushed the box in front of Wen Tao.

The crazy monk is not pretending, nor is he trying to test Wen Tao deliberately. He is the first person to see Wutuba's book, and he has read all kinds of records in it no less than a hundred times. Every time he reads it, he is different. Without Wutuba's insights, Madhe might not be able to have the current strength.

Wen Tao pondered for a while, the mad monk had already made a strong request, and it would not be a problem for him to refuse, not to mention that what was stored here was a treasure that no one in the world could ask for.

Showing a bright smile, Wen Tao cupped his hands and said: "Since this is the case, I will not be disrespectful, thank you senior."

Wen Tao bowed to the mad monk, then respectfully knelt down in front of Wutuba, kowtowed three times, and said softly: "Senior, since I have inherited your mantle, I should call you master , but I have a heavy responsibility, and I dare not insult your reputation until the master's wishes are fulfilled."

The crazy monk looked at Wen Tao, with uncontrollable admiration in his eyes. Wen Tao had this kind of heart, so he would not regret giving Wutuba's bamboo to him.

After receiving the box, Wen Tao gently opened the box, and there were dozens of rolls of bamboo and silk in it. Apart from the bamboo and silk, there was also a piece of yellowed white paper, which recorded the many martial arts left by Wutuba.

The crazy monk walked out of the cave wisely, leaving space for Wen Tao, who smiled gratefully at the crazy monk, and continued to study hard.

Wen Tao didn't read any of the martial arts left by Wutuba. It's not that Wen Tao didn't like it, but Wutuba practiced martial arts.

(End of this chapter)