A few days later, a piece of shocking news came out of Changhe County.
The Black Widow Hua Miao, the guardian of the Five Poison Sect and a Grandmaster ranked 70th on the Terrestrial Roll, was captured by the Condor Sect and executed on the spot!
At the same time, the Imperial Court and the Condor Sect became famous. The Underworld Martial Artists were terrified. Even a Grandmaster had been killed, let alone them.
The Marvelous Mathematician Zhuge Wuliang and the Female Condor Yan Wushuang were also famous in the Jianghu.
The Marvelous Mathematician was a senior in the Jianghu, but it wasn't until now that people in the Jianghu realized that the Female Condor Yan Wushuang had become a Grandmaster without anyone noticing!
At her age, it was only natural that she would be ranked on the Terrestrial Roll in the future.
According to some rumors, the Iron Arhat Jing Fan had also made a breakthrough.
Many elders in the Jianghu said that in the next few years, there would be a fierce battle for the Mortal Roll and the Terrestrial Roll.
In the midst of the commotion, Chung Shen-soo left Changhe County on his donkey.
"Does killing Hua Miao solve a part of the problem?"
"As for the Five Poison Sect? It was the Imperial Court who did it. Even though I did a good job as a bait, the Imperial Court should be the one to blame … "
Making it look like the Imperial Court was plotting and he was just a pawn in the background was what Chung Shen-soo wanted to see the most.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with the Five Poison Sect's revenge.
"But no matter what, I have enemies all over the world. If I don't become a Grandmaster soon, I might be killed …"
Thinking of this, Chung Shen-soo couldn't help but touch his chest.
The secret book of the Wang family that Gu Qingying had given him was lying in his arms.
On the same day.
After Hua Miao was beheaded on the street and her soul shattered on the stone bridge, Gu Qingying burst into tears when he saw the scene.
He said that he owed the Imperial Court a hundred million and offered to sell himself to join the Condor Sect and give them the secret book of the Wang family.
Yan Wushuang quickly agreed to the first request. As for the second secret manual, he happily handed it over to Zhong Shenxiu for safekeeping. According to the previous agreement, he could meditate on it for three years before returning it to the Divine Arrester Sect.
But that secret manual, how should he put it?
Chung Shen-soo expressionlessly took out the secret manual from his bosom. It looked like a gray rag with some blurry black rubbing marks on it.
Apart from that … there was nothing else.
When Gu Qingying took out the secret manual, he was very embarrassed and swore that it was the original.
It was said that the ancestor of the Wang Family had personally copied it from the Wordless Heaven Stele.
It was definitely not a fake!
Yan Wushuang comforted him. In any case, she didn't believe that anyone could comprehend martial arts from this book.
He even promised on the spot that if Chung Shen-soo couldn't comprehend it in three years, it wouldn't matter if he lent it to him for another three years.
"This kind of thing can only be understood and cannot be explained. It's a little too much … No wonder they've given up."
"But I'm different."
Chung Shen-soo's expression kept changing.
This gray rag looked like a piece of cloth, but when he touched it with his fingers, he had an indescribable feeling, as if he was touching a piece of fresh skin.
Anything that could be carved down from the wordless Heavenly Stele would not be ordinary in the first place.
He was sure that Gu Qingying wasn't fooling him just from the material alone.
As for comprehending martial arts?
Changhe Prefecture was already the center of the martial arts world. There were many people, so Chung Shen-soo decided to take action after he came out.
He rode on the donkey and occasionally took a few sips of wine. He adjusted his direction and prepared to return to Small Mountain City.
It had been almost a year since they last met.
Now that the New Year was approaching, it was time for him to return home.
It was nightfall.
There was no way to sleep in the wilderness. Chung Shen-soo found a dilapidated temple and looked at the gloomy sky outside. He mumbled to himself, "It's going to snow soon …"
He lit a fire and ate some food. Then, he took out the gray rag and prepared to start his first formal comprehension.
This treasure was the Wang Family's inherited treasure.
Some said it was a secret manual left behind by the Wang Family when they comprehended the Wordless Heaven Stele. Some said it was a direct copy of the Wordless Heaven Stele.
Chung Shen-soo believed the latter.
Otherwise, as an ancestor, the Wang Family ancestor didn't even write down a cultivation method, causing the martial arts of his descendants to deteriorate and the family to be exterminated. That would be too incompetent.
At this moment, he unfolded the secret manual without a care in the world. Immediately after, he pulled out the cork of the gourd and gulped down a gourd of strong liquor while holding the braised meat and baked buns wrapped in oiled paper.
"Phew … this feels good …"
Zhong Shenxiu looked at the secret manual, a playful smile on his lips. "The martial artists of this world believe that one needs to be calm and tranquil in order to comprehend a cultivation method. There are even higher levels, such as fasting and bathing. But they don't know … the more it is like this, the more difficult it is to comprehend."
Because these martial arts were inextricably linked to those evil gods.
Therefore, if one was too rational, one would not be able to comprehend anything.
The better one was at calming one's heart and mind, the more they would be at the opposite end of the spectrum.
"Apart from that, people with high affinity, which means they have high inspiration and spirituality, do indeed have an advantage …"
With the help of his drunkenness, Chung Shen-soo looked at the gray rag and gradually became fascinated.
Many people had encountered a situation.
After looking at a certain word for a long time, they suddenly felt very unfamiliar, as if they didn't recognize it.
This phenomenon was called "semantic saturation". It meant that the brain would go on strike after looking at a thing for a long time.
But at this time, with just a glance, Chung Shen-soo felt that something was wrong.
On the gray rag, those familiar black rubbing marks seemed to have become completely unfamiliar.
Not only that, looking at them made it easy to make associations.
In fact, making associations was nothing. For example, many people in the pugilistic world would think of a young hero when they saw a sword, a horse saddle when they saw a horse, and strong wine and roasted horse meat.
This kind of connection wasn't much.
But the associations Chung Shen-soo made were different.
It was like seeing a horse and thinking of pearls. The two things were completely unrelated, but through this gray rag, they were forcibly combined together.
He looked at the black mark and suddenly thought of the fine gu!
Gu was something commonly used by the Five Poisons Sect of Miaojiang.
But the concept of fine gu was even smaller than that of a worm. Strictly speaking, it was more similar to the concepts of bacteria and fungi in his previous life, but it was broader.
Simply put, it could be the smallest concept that made up the world, but it had a unique life.
In other words, it was like a living atom or something.
Chung Shen-soo's thoughts kept diverging, and he was even more curious about why he thought of such a strange thing as a living atom.
"Fine gu, fine gu … hands!"
Next, he thought of his own hands from the fine gu.
Just as this thought appeared, a sudden change occurred!
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