The bronze gate suddenly opened.
A dazzling light and a hurricane vortex came one after another, but Shen Zhenyi just shook his sleeves lightly, not moving in the slightest.
Zi Ningjun's eyes became brighter and brighter. She could feel that this bronze pagoda contained the power and door that she needed the most.
The wind whistled.
The light was dazzling.
Thirty-three thousand types of secret martial arts were hidden in this empty space.
"I thought it was a treasure trove, but I didn't expect it to be like this."
Zi Ningjun was a little surprised and whispered softly.
When Shen Zhenyi said that this was the place where the 33,000 martial arts were passed down, Zi Ningjun imagined a huge bookshelf with all kinds of secret manuals neatly arranged on it.
In the world of eight cultivators, martial arts were mostly passed down in this way.
For example, the Purple Flame Emperor of the Purple Flame Sect, which contained the inheritance of the sect, was rare and relied on treasures to pass down the martial arts.
But this place was completely different.
Zi Ningjun couldn't see anything, but she could feel the martial arts aura in the air, as if she could casually pick it up and obtain the true essence of martial arts.
"Martial arts have a spirit, which turns into Qi and hides in True Qi."
Shen Zhenyi lightly explained to her.
The higher level of martial arts, just like the beginning of the ninth stage of the Perfected Person Realm, was when the martial arts began to have a spirit. After it had a spirit, it could exist independently and display all kinds of magical effects.
It was precisely because the martial arts had a spirit that it could be passed down in a spiritual way.
The inheritors of the Canglan Secret Vault didn't know when they would be able to return to their own world after being swept into the Chaotic Separation Secret Realm. These 33,000 martial arts couldn't be stored for eternity, so they simply destroyed them, leaving only the spirit of martial arts that contained everything.
As long as the Holy Temple was not broken, the martial artists who entered could comprehend any of the 33,000 martial arts.
"It's actually so magical."
Zi Ningjun nodded silently. Following Shen Zhenyi's instructions, she closed her eyes to sense the martial arts that were most suitable for her.
Shen Zhenyi stood with his arms crossed. He had no interest in the martial arts and just closed his eyes to rest.
Seeing the two of them so calm and collected, Young Master Yu, who had finally stepped into the copper pagoda after enduring the impact with great difficulty, was dumbfounded.
Surrounded by thousands of martial arts, he only felt that as long as he casually blocked them, he would have the ability to move mountains and fill seas. His martial arts had improved greatly — how could he resist?
However, he was quite knowledgeable and remembered Shen Zhenyi's warning. He resisted the urge to immediately comprehend martial arts and squeezed in front of Shen Zhenyi with difficulty. "The Third Prince, the martial arts in the Holy Temple are vast. How should we choose?"
He instinctively felt that the martial arts in here were extremely impressive, and any one of them could allow him to advance to a higher level, but they also contained an extremely strong murderous aura.
The slightest carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.
It was precisely because of this understanding that Young Master Yu didn't act rashly.
Shen Zhenyi opened his eyes and glanced at him with a smile.
"You are a lucky man."
Young Master Yu was ordinary. Although he was the successor of the Saber Sect of the Central Plains, in Shen Zhenyi's eyes, he was worthless — he might not even remember this identity of Young Master Yu.
However, he was indeed a lucky man.
Living in Dadu, he happened to be the neighbor of the Third Young Master Shen. Although they didn't form a good relationship, at least they knew each other.
After entering the Chaos Separation Secret Land, he was massacred by Fu Yue. His martial arts weren't the best, but he was the last survivor and even met Shen Zhenyi.
This kind of luck was really amazing.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at his slightly chubby body and smiled. "You practice the Saber Sect of the Central Plains and broke through to the eighth level of Perfected Person with no wild saber. It's quite good for your age."
"In the Canglan Secret Vault, there is a Crazy Saber Technique. It attributes the faults of heaven and earth to oneself. It's wrong to use the saber, and it's wrong to withdraw the saber, but it can kill people by mistake. It's a first-class killing saber technique, and it's even better than a Perfected Person."
Shen Zhenyi frowned and thought for a while. He then found a suitable saber technique for Young Master Yu.
Although the name of the saber technique was not eye-catching, it was indeed a martial art that surpassed the Perfected Person Realm. The saber technique was mysterious and unique, and it was unique to the world.
Young Master Yu was overjoyed when he thought about it. He immediately took down the spirit of the saber aura and closed himself to meditate.
These two people's martial arts were profound and difficult to learn. With their current cultivation, the most they could do was to comprehend the foundation of cultivation, and it would take a lot of time. Shen Zhenyi was not in a hurry, so he casually closed the door of the temple and found a corner to nurture his sword will.
Among the 33,000 types of martial arts, there were countless exquisite sword moves, but he just glanced through them and put them away.
These sword techniques were only for reference purposes to him.
Time flew by.
In the Chaos Separation Secret Realm, every day was chaotic and dark, and he couldn't feel the change of day and night. However, Shen Zhenyi calculated the time. From the time they returned to the Canglan Secret Vault and Fu Yue left, more than half a month had passed.
As for the time they had been in the Chaos Separation Secret Realm, it had been more than forty days.
The airflow in the secret realm was more turbulent, and the night was darker. Sometimes, there would be different colored stars in the sky, which was very different from the normal world.
Shen Zhenyi observed the sky and saw that the stars were connected like a string of beads. He already had a feeling in his heart.
As Fu Yue told him at the beginning, there was a passage in the Chaos Separation Secret Realm. As long as the nine stars were connected, the connection between the two worlds would become the tightest. As long as he found the most suitable place, he could cut through the space barrier and return to the World of Eight Cultivators.
Originally, Fu Yue also wanted to use this method to leave. However, after he made up for his Heart Demon, his saber technique had improved greatly. Therefore, he was able to cut through space and return.
In the past half a month, he must have caused a lot of bloodshed in the World of Eight Cultivators. Even if he was merciful to the Abandoned Sword Villa for Shen Zhenyi's sake, Shen Zhenyi couldn't delay any longer.
At this time, Lord Zi Ningjun had turned into an ice sculpture. He was crystal clear and no longer looked like a living person. This was the result of comprehending the true essence of his martial arts and starting to transform his true qi. If everything was normal, this process would take at least a few months and at most ten years.
Being able to enter this realm meant that his martial arts had the opportunity to reach a higher level. It was really rare for Lord Zi Ningjun to have such an opportunity.
Young Master Yu's progress was a bit slower than Lord Zi Ningjun's. His saber qi was scattered, and if he didn't control it well, his body would be covered in bloody scars. Then, he would miraculously recover. Although he was still a bit slower than Lord Zi Ningjun, he could still achieve something in the future.
However, time couldn't wait any longer.
Although Shen Zhenyi still had a way to leave after missing the opportunity to connect the nine stars, it was inevitable that he would have to face more trouble.
Shen Zhenyi was slightly surprised and sighed. "Although the foundation is a bit unstable, it's still a good thing for you."
He took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and gently patted Lord Zi Ningjun and Young Master Yu's shoulders.
A miracle happened!
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