Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

But there was still a small amount of sword energy that actually broke through the three feet in front of Wang Xianzhi. The sword energy was like a wandering dragon, strangling Wang Xianzhi's arm and crushing half a foot of his sleeve.

"This is really, eh, a serious punch!"

Chapter 331 Ling Donglai's Request

The battle between Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang in the sky was not hidden from Yang Zhao, and was seen clearly by Yang Zhao.

I have to say that Li Chungang, who was firing on all cylinders, was really powerful.

Jian Jiuhuang used all his strength and exhausted his life force to use this sword style, but in Li Chungang's hands, it was just like the aftermath of a basic attack.

If Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi had not deliberately controlled the power of that move within a certain range, even at an altitude of several thousand meters, the aftermath of such a battle would have been able to destroy the Zhenliang City below countless times.

In Yang Zhao's mind, he originally had some insights into the existence of celestial beings, martial saints, land immortals and others.

Comparing the memories of two lives.

The great masters of this world can be described as human cannons, able to destroy a village with ease and shower the ground with their artillery shells.

The powerful celestial beings are like rocket launchers, which can destroy towns.

A Martial Saint, in addition to the missile-level power, has many other mysterious methods, such as shattering the void and so on.

But right now, Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi, who are also at the Martial Saint level, are definitely above the standard.

Or maybe, the attack power level of Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi is that of missiles equipped with nuclear warheads?

Three thousand meters away.

Yang Zhao felt the aftermath of the oncoming attack, and his own protective energy was almost melted away. If his body was not strong to a certain extent, he would be no different from an ordinary Martial Saint in the hands of Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang than a cannon fodder.

No wonder Mr. Zhao Pu, as a land immortal, always treated Wang Xianzhi and Ling Donglai as equals and never showed any arrogance.

The combat effectiveness of Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi has obviously exceeded the limits of the so-called Martial Saint realm.

Especially when he saw that Wang Xianzhi actually delivered a so-called serious punch, combing the entire sky into a middle part on the spot, Yang Zhao had been complaining and didn't know how to vent.

His sleeves were shredded by Li Chungang's sword energy rolling dragon wall.

Wang Xianzhi threw a serious punch with his backhand, parting the sky in the middle while breaking Li Chungang's inch-long beard.

The surging terrifying energy boiled the entire void and continued to spread outward.

I'm afraid I'm afraid!

Faced with this almost monstrous existence, even though Yang Zhao was arrogant, he had to retreat again and again from the edge of the battlefield, moving away for about ten kilometers.

"How do you feel, Yang family boy?"

Just when Yang Zhao retreated twenty miles away, he unknowingly arrived not far from Ling Donglai, who was sitting in the void above Zhenliang City to command the battlefield.

Ling Donglai waved towards Yang Zhao and pointed his finger, and the void was condensed into the shape of a cattail.

"grass!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao cursed in his heart, another monster.

After stepping half a foot into the realm of Martial Saint, Yang Zhao has gained some understanding of the world in the eyes of Martial Saint, and can even try to mobilize the law of the void.

But Donglai's operation of weaving the void into a ball with just a wave of his finger was really like seeing a ghost.

I'm afraid that Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi can't do it to this extent.

Complaining in his heart, Yang Zhao still quickly got onto the ball of empty space.

Ling Donglai smiled faintly, as if he understood the doubts in Yang Zhao's heart, and said: "After reaching the limit of the Martial Saint Realm, one must refine one's mature and perfect martial arts true meaning into an existence like the laws of heaven and earth. Li Chungang follows the way of sword energy, Wang Xianzhi follows the way of invincibility, and I follow the way of Yiwu."

Yang Zhao suddenly understood and said, "The first of all the sutras is the non-birth and non-change."

Ling Donglai looked at Yang Zhao with admiration and said, "Not bad, really good. Your comprehension is only a little bit behind mine."

Yang Zhao: “…”

When it comes to showing off, Ling Donglai is not much worse than his great uncle.

Yang Zhao suppressed his inner complaints and said, "When Lord Ling saw the battle between the Sword God and the Martial Saint, didn't he have the slightest desire to join in and learn from them?"

Ling Donglai looked up and glanced at the battlefield between Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang, and said with disdain: "What's the point of playing with a reckless man and a fool?"

"I summoned you here to ask you about this beautiful jade rune."

Ling Donglai's words made black lines appear on Yang Zhao's forehead.

But it makes sense. Ling Donglai follows the way of Yiwu, and not only does he do it in the most fancy way, but the technical content of condensing the void with just one finger is enough to make him look down on Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang.

Anyway, it’s true that tech geeks and cannonballs always look down on each other.

However, at this time, Yang Zhao was not so calm when discussing some things related to rune technology with Ling Donglai.

Ling Donglai smiled and said, "Don't worry, my friend. The Song Dynasty is sure to win this battle."

"Although Beiliang's morale is strong and their numbers are large, the morale of the Song soldiers is not weak either. They also have the advantage of defending the city, preparation, and supply. There is absolutely no possibility of failure."

"What's more, the Zhenwu Emperor who came down to earth couldn't hold on any longer and was about to run away."

"Once the Great Emperor Zhenwu escapes, Beiliang will be leaderless and morale will plummet."

"I have already informed Her Royal Highness the Princess and asked Di Qing and his ilk to lead part of the army out of the south gate, making a detour and ambush on the road that Beiliang's troops must take to withdraw."

"As long as Beiliang is defeated, we can definitely wipe out the main force of Beiliang and pacify the country in one fell swoop."

Those who can achieve success in the Book of Changes are as smart as monkeys.

Even if he had no martial arts skills, Ling Donglai was definitely a top-notch person who could be a general or a prime minister, and was both civil and military. He had arranged everything for Yang Zhaodu long ago.

Yang Zhao was speechless, but he knew that he might not be able to hide his unique skills in the art of runes.

After a pause, Yang Zhao said, "Lord Ling has been eyeing my rune technique for a while, right?"

Ling Donglai smiled and said, "Indeed, after the battle at Taihu Lake, I picked up a few sound transmission jade talismans and have studied them for a while. Although I can reproduce them, I only know the results but not the reasons. Therefore, I am not ashamed to ask you to solve my doubts."

Yang Zhao: “…”

Don't be ashamed of asking such a lowly question.

If I could beat you, you bastard, I would have taught you how red the flowers are.

Yang Zhao was annoyed and said, "Since you want to learn the art of runes, I will teach you everything I know. However, this art is related to my future career and the people's livelihood. Therefore, before I teach you this art, I would like to ask you to agree to three conditions."

No matter how much I complain, I still feel unhappy.

Yang Zhao still admired Ling Donglai's character.

If Ling Donglai and Wang Xianzhi had not ruled the Song Dynasty for a hundred years, the originally foolish and decadent Song Dynasty would have been devoured by the surrounding jackals and tigers long ago.

It can be said that Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong are where they are today thanks to the grace of Ling Donglai and Wang Xianzhi.

Chapter 332 Ling Donglai’s inheritance

Seeing that Yang Zhao became serious, Ling Donglai quickly put away his previous nonchalant and teasing expression.

He stared at Yang Zhao for a long time.

Ling Donglai just opened his mouth and said: "To be honest, my friend, I have seen this book of runes, which secretly conforms to the way of life and change. There are eight trigrams in a row, and there is a trend of elephants in it. This technique is very compatible with my way and complements it."

"Young man, why don't you state your three conditions first so that we can discuss them."

With Ling Donglai's level of cultivation, he dare not make promises lightly.

However, he can openly express his need for the art of runes.

Yang Zhao was quite sympathetic and said, "Don't worry, my friend is definitely not a greedy person. As long as you don't spread the skills you learn and share them with me, and then become a national teacher or something, it will be fine for you."

Ling Donglai: “…”

This guy is not a greedy person?

Not only do I want my own research results, but I also want them to be your subordinates.

This kid has probably never suffered before and doesn't know what pain is.

As Ling Dong thought about it, his gaze towards Yang Zhao began to become unfriendly.

Yang Zhao felt his heart beating wildly. Glancing at Ling Donglai's unfriendly look, he immediately laughed awkwardly, "Sir, wait a minute. As the saying goes, if you ask for a high price, you should pay a low price. If you are not satisfied, we can still discuss it. If that doesn't work, we can become sworn brothers. I'll bear the loss a little and call you brother..."

Donglai calmed down a little after hearing Yang Zhao's words.

Looking at Yang Zhao's lazy and shameless appearance.

Ling Donglai thought about it and couldn't help laughing. He looked at Yang Zhao meaningfully and said, "More than a hundred years ago, when the Sui Dynasty was first established, I was just starting to learn martial arts. I traveled in the Sui Dynasty and saw that the evil sect was rampant and killing people. So I worked together with one person to clean up the evil sect and took control of it. Who do you think that person was?"

Yang Zhao had a bad feeling in his heart and said, "Could it be Grandfather?"

Ling Donglai stroked his long beard and said, "Yes, it is Yang Jian of Hongnong. Back then, that old man Yang Jian was also shameless and insisted on becoming my sworn brother. He wanted to tie me to the chariot of the Sui Dynasty."

"Young man from the Yang family, do you think I should become sworn brothers with Yang Jian of Hongnong?"

"When the time comes, you will call me brother, and I will call you brother. You will call Yang Jian your grandfather. The three of us brothers will each have our own way. Isn't that great?"

Yang Zhao: “…”

Damn it, why didn’t you tell me about this relationship earlier?

God damn, everyone has their own opinion.

Yang Zhao had no way to refute Ling Donglai's teasing. He just silently took out a jade slip from his arms and threw it to Ling Donglai, secretly complaining.

This messed up world of martial arts is just outrageous.

Looking at Yang Zhao, he felt very depressed.

Ling Donglai picked up the jade slip happily, scanned it with his soul, and quickly browsed through the information in it. He saw that Yang Zhao had collected Taoist talisman books from the beginning, and then picked out practical runes one after another, comprehended the meaning, and then deduced and transformed them bit by bit.

This is the entire process of Yang Zhao creating the rune technique, without any so-called explanation at all.

A big shot like Ling Donglai doesn't need any specific methods of practice or so-called explanations. What he really needs is Yang Zhao's ideas and process in creating the rune technique.

Yang Zhao needed the assistance of the system to select and deduce runes from the thousands of Taoist classics.

But for someone like Ling Donglai, who had accumulated a lot of knowledge, there was no need for that. The Taoist scriptures in the world were already imprinted in his mind. After grasping Yang Zhao's ideas, he was able to innovate quickly, and even go a step further and discover the mystery hidden in the source of the runes.

After a long time, Ling Donglai put down the jade slip. In an instant, strange runes began to flash and light up on his body. With the support of the Yiwu method, they kept changing and finally condensed into a book.

"It turns out to be the way of all things. Yi has Taiji, Taiji gives birth to two principles, two principles give birth to four images, and four images give birth to eight trigrams."

"The eight trigrams are arranged in a row, and the images are in them. This can solve my confusion. It is very good and joyful."

Some suitable ideas and tips.

For a being of Ling Donglai's level, the effect that can be achieved after some kind of obstacle to knowledge and perception is revealed is enormous.

Just like now.

Yang Zhao, who was sitting next to Ling Donglai, could more or less sense Ling Donglai's level of cultivation before, but in the blink of an eye, a huge gap between them was opened.

This made Donglai, who had accumulated decades of concentration in the Ten Absolute Gates, burst out. He was no match for Zhu Xi who had touched the Heavenly Heart Seal in the past, but he was much better than Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang, Zhang Fuyao and the like.

Looking at this scene, Yang Zhao was so envious.

However, one has to admit that a monster-level genius like Ling Donglai, his own comprehension and aptitude are like a cheat.

Come to think of it, people like Ling Donglai.

He learned swordplay at the age of ten, and Yi at the age of fifteen. He achieved great success at the age of thirty and began to understand the way of Yi and martial arts.

There is no one in the universe who can hold his hand.

He then traveled around the world, from the Indian countries in the south to the Persian continent in the west to the glacial plains of Mao in the north, visiting wise men all over the world, but there was no one with whom he could discuss philosophy.

Without any external plug-ins, he achieved the pinnacle of Martial Saint at the age of thirty and gained a glimpse of the path of the laws.

With all those old monsters like Xiao Sanxiao, the Immortal God, Emperor Shitian and others all hiding in seclusion, there is no one in the world with whom one can discuss the Dao.

It would be strange if this kind of person doesn't become awesome when he makes a breakthrough.

Just when Yang Zhao was thinking about all sorts of things, Ling Donglai had already come back to his senses from his trance. He opened his eyes and saw thousands of runes flashing, which eventually converged into a pictographic Chinese character "Yi".

Then, the strange scene quickly disappeared.

Ling Donglai felt refreshed, and casually handed the ancient rune book condensed from the void to Yang Zhao, saying: "Young man from the Yang family, I will not take advantage of you. This volume contains a total of 3,600 commonly used runes, as well as my lifelong understanding of the Yi Dao, and I will give it to you."

Yang Zhao’s eyes widened instantly and he looked at Ling Donglai in surprise.

Ling Donglai sighed and said, "Yi is the way of all things, and runes are the embodiment of things. My way is complete. Before I merge into the Heavenly Heart Seal, my way forward will be cut off."