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Zhuo Quan sat on the Sword Spirit and flew for two days before passing through the grass and arriving at the foot of a large mountain.

Zhuo Quan kept his Sword Spirit s and climbed up the mountain.

There was no path on this mountain, Zhuo Quan climbed upwards using the stones.

He had no choice but to climb. If he didn't climb this mountain, he wouldn't be able to get there.

After a day of climbing, he finally reached the top of the mountain.

He saw that on the other side of the mountain there was no steep slope, no light stone like on this side, but a dense forest.

Zhuo Quan quickly entered the forest. As there were a lot of firewood, he climbed up the trees and climbed up the branches, walking towards the depths of the forest.

"Du, du, du …" Suddenly, the sound of a wooden fish being knocked came from the depths of the forest.

"Isn't there no one in this space? How could there be a monk or a nun? " Zhuo Quan was surprised, and immediately rushed towards the origin of the voice.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuo Quan came out of the forest and saw an empty area. There were no trees, it looked like artificial grass, like a green blanket.

There was an ancient temple of three houses, all alone among the green blankets.

That was where the sound of the wooden fish being knocked came from. Moreover, he was still knocking on the door.

Zhuo Quan slowly stepped onto the grass and headed towards the ancient temple.

The turf was very soft, and the ground felt very comfortable under his feet. A natural fragrance wafted out from the grass, and after inhaling it, it made one feel relaxed and happy.

Zhuo Quan stood, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, his entire body feeling extremely comfortable. At this moment, he really had the urge to fall asleep on the grass.

However, he knew that this was the beasts training space of the Zhuo Family.

Thus, after taking another deep breath, Zhuo Quan increased his vigilance, and resolutely walked towards the ancient temple.

Not long later, Zhuo Quan arrived at the main entrance of the temple.

"Since you're here, come on in." Suddenly, an old man's voice could be heard from within the temple, followed by the sound of the wooden fish being knocked.

"Senior, junior did not wish to pass by and did not wish to disturb you. Senior, please forgive me." Zhuo Quan stood at the door and bowed towards the temple.

However, there was no reply even after a long time.

"Senior, then junior will come in and disturb you." Zhuo Quan said again.

However, after a while, there was still no response.

"After the first upheaval, and after the sandstorm, and then the desert heat wave, there should have been nothing. However, after that, forests, grasslands, and wild beasts appeared out of nowhere, reverting the characteristics of the Myriad Beasts Mountain of the outside world. Now, the temple appeared again, and there was someone knocking on the wooden fish. What sort of space was this? What big secret is there? "

Zhuo Quan was not afraid, he pushed open the door and walked into the temple.

After pushing open the door, the first thing Zhuo Quan saw was a wooden board in the middle of the house, on top of it were two big words carved on it.

"Promise!"

There were no statues in the temple, and the first house had nothing but the wooden board in the middle of the room.

Zhuo Quan entered the second house. In the middle of the second house was a large water jar that was filled to the brim. But there was nothing else in the room.

He went straight into the third room.

In the middle of the room, there was a low platform with a wax table to the left and right. On the wax table, there was a candle, but there was a layer of dust on the candle, as if it had been there for a long time.

There was a red wooden fish in the center of the stage. Next to the wooden fish was a small stick. The wooden fish and sticks were spotless, as if they were being used at all times.

Zhuo Quan walked to the front of the stage and saw a meditation cushion behind the stage. It was also spotlessly clean, as if it was used by someone every day. A yellowed white cloth fell to the ground.

Zhuo Quan picked it up and looked at it. There were some words written on the cloth, it was a scripture. However, Zhuo Quan realized that every few words, there was a red circle drawn on one of them.

Zhuo Quan placed the cloth on the stage, looked around the room, and saw nothing else.

"It seems like the person who knocked on the wooden fish was sitting here. Where did he go?" Could it be that there is a secret room here? " Zhuo Quan thought.

So he lowered his head and looked at the ground carefully, using his feet to stomp hard, using the Spiritual Sense to sense, wanting to find out if there was a basement.

However, he had carefully inspected all three rooms. The ground was muddy and had not been specially treated.

"Could it be that there is a secret door on the wall?" Zhuo Quan started to pay attention to the wall again.

But Zhuo Quan discovered that the walls of the three rooms were all filled with frescoes. Every single mural was a drawing of a person, they were all pictures of the old man and the Old Woman together. The most common one was a picture of ten people, with at least two people.

Zhuo Quan counted several times and discovered that there were a total of four hundred and twenty paintings on the walls of each of the three houses.

"Come into this temple, let me see a big wooden board with the word 'Promise' carved on it. Does this mean that the promises made by the ancient legacies outside were signed by these people? Could the people in these portraits be the people involved in the inheritance? Then who were the people with Zhuo Family? Are they the old Zhuo I saw? Which painting is it? "

Zhuo Quan carefully examined each drawing, but he did not find the information he wanted.

"What's with that sound of the wooden fish being knocked? The person who knocked the wooden fish and spoke to me should be the same person. Where did he go?

It seems that this person bore no ill will towards me, and wanted to lure me to this point to see what more could be done. Was it just to show me the portrait on the wall?

No, in addition to the portrait, there was a large board carved with the word 'Promise', a water jar filled with water, the wax table and candles on the low table, plus the wooden fish, a cloth full of words, and a prayer mat.

Could it be that this wooden fish is strange? " Zhuo Quan couldn't help but think of the scene of him obtaining the Five Lightning Order, and shifted his attention back to the wooden fish.

Zhuo Quan picked up the wooden fish, tapped it with his finger, and shook it a little. He picked up the stick again and struck the wood fish a few times.

"Du, du …" Other than the clear sound, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.

"Oh, right. There are words on that piece of cloth. Could it be that there is some kind of Secret Method martial skill hidden in the dictionary?"

Zhuo Quan placed the wooden fish back on the low platform and went to take another look at the cloth.

He picked up the piece of cloth with the scripture written on it. He did not put down the small wooden stick in his left hand.

"Ah Mi Duo …" He read the words on the cloth. When he read the third word, he saw a red circle on the word. As a result, his left hand inadvertently knocked the small wooden stick onto the wooden fish.

"Du!"

Ah!

The sound of the wooden fish was drowned out by Zhuo Quan's screams.

The piece of cloth fell onto the stage, and the small wooden stick fell onto the stage before rolling to the ground.

Zhuo Quan had both hands on his abdomen as he squatted on the ground with a painful look on his face.

Just now, when the small wooden stick in his left hand had struck the wooden fish, something had struck a part of his meridians, causing all the meridians in his body to contract. This sort of pain, how could it be expressed with words?

How could his meridians be attacked in an ordinary battle? If one's meridians were attacked, it was basically all a failure.

"Huh?" Zhuo Quan suddenly stood up again.

He noticed that after the pain from his meridians contracting, he felt incomparably comfortable.

That's right, the place where his meridians were hit just now was the place where he broke through from the first grade to the second grade.

Was that strike just now to help him stabilize this hurdle?

Zhuo Quan immediately picked up the cloth and wooden stick, then stood in front of the stage again.

He wanted to try again, to see if that was what he thought.

This time, he was prepared. On the third word, he struck the stick against the wood fish.

"It's true!" Zhuo Quan was very excited, this time, it was still the same spot as last time.

But Zhuo Quan endured it, because he felt that he was hit twice as hard as last time! And after a while, he felt an incomparable sense of comfort from all the meridians in his body!

"Again!" Zhuo Quan repeated the two words again, and once again struck the wooden fish. This time, he felt the impact on his meridians lessened by a lot. At the same time, the feeling of comfort he felt after the attack was not as intense as before.

Zhuo Quan was overjoyed, and continued to try again.

After a dozen or so times, he recited and knocked again, but he did not feel it at all.

However, at this time, he discovered that his meridians had expanded and become much stronger than before. He could still feel that if he suppressed his strength to the first level of the Body Fusion, then his attack power would be much stronger than before.

"Could it be that this will help me consolidate my Tao Foundation?"

Zhuo Quan stared at the scroll and continued reading the scripture. A second red circle appeared after a few more words. When he reached the second red circle, he did not hesitate to strike the wooden fish with the stick in his left hand.

"Du!"

"Ai!"

Although he was prepared this time, he still let out a "Ai" from his mouth due to the pain. Moreover, he couldn't help but loosen his grip on the cloth and the small wooden stick at the same time.

However, the feeling of comfort later on was incomparable to before.

At this moment, a gust of wind came from the outside and blew the cloth up.

Zhuo Quan noticed that there were only a few words behind the cloth, he picked up the cloth and looked, only to see that at the center of the cloth there was the word "Thousand Words of Truth".

"Thousand Words of Truth, this piece of cloth and wooden stick, the combination of the three, it's another heaven-defying good item!" At this time, Zhuo Quan was indescribably happy in his heart.

Zhuo Quan turned the cloth over and counted the words on it.

Every few words, a red circle would appear. He counted a total of 81 red circles.

"Ninety-nine eighty-one. In other words, each circle represents a small level. Looking at the situation today, this first circle was the first level of the body. The second circle was the second level of the body. Is this thing able to help people reach Immortal Ascension? "

As Zhuo Quan thought of this, his heart was filled with extreme excitement.

With a cloth in one hand and a small wooden stick in the other, he walked to the praying mat behind the table and sat cross-legged on it.

Since these three things combined could help him solidify his Dao foundation and enhance his combat strength, he was prepared to wait for the scripture to continue. This space was filled with dangers. He needed to improve his combat ability so that he could deal with the dangers that he would encounter later on.