On Feng Wuxiu's side, after receiving the message from Lin Mo, he immediately put down the matter at hand.

Arrived as soon as possible.

"Mr. Lin, have you made up your mind?"

As soon as Feng Wuxiu opened the door, he said excitedly.

Only when he saw the manuscripts covered in the room, Lin Mo and Xuelian who were already busy, and the old man, he knew that he thought too much.

Lin Mo, who was busy writing and writing, looked up after hearing the movement.

"Senior Feng, you are finally here!"

As he said that, he glanced at the old man, and then buried his head.

"Elder Feng, come and write down all the information you know about ancient martial arts."

Feng Wuxiu was even more puzzled after watching Gusou hand over a thick white paper and a few pens.

"What is this for?"

The old man rubbed his temples with a bit of pain on his face.

"Young people's dream-chasing action, forget it, I can't explain it for a while!"

"You should record it in as much detail as possible first!"

"Probably I am also possessed by demons, and I went crazy with them!"

After talking to himself, the old man thought of something.

"By the way, Elder Feng, what did you just say?"

Feng smiled awkwardly and took over the pen and paper.

"Nothing, just a normal greeting,"

Originally, he thought it was Lin Mo and decided to accept his invitation.

Never thought it was for this!

Although he didn't understand their intentions, since it was rare for Lin Mo to ask for help once.

Feng Wuxiu did not refuse.

After frowning and thinking hard about the records of ancient martial arts in memory.

He also started writing.

Black writing quickly intertwined on the white paper.

time flies.

By the time Feng stopped writing, the paper in front of him had already piled up to half a person's height.

He not only recorded all his memories of ancient martial arts.

And also added his own opinions.

Knowing that at this time, Lin Mo and others have basically stopped working one after another.

"Huh, it's finally over!"

Lin Mo shook his sore arm and sighed.

Who would have thought that the four masters of the grand masters, in this small room, did the clerical work with full attention.

And these tens of thousands of pages of paper are just preparatory work.

The next job is to integrate the collection.

Feng Wuxiu asked with a puzzled expression.

"Lin Yisheng, are you planning to rewrite the ancient martial arts?"

"how is this possible!"

Lin Mo directly denied it.

Ancient martial arts is a self-contained form, and the martial arts books contained in it, not to mention this small room.

Even if the entire building is used, it cannot be installed.

"Senior Feng misunderstood, I don't have such arrogance!"

"It's just that I met an interesting subordinate!"

"I want to try a different martial art for him!"

The words were simple, but Feng Wuxiu was shocked.

"Yisheng Lin, are you really sure?"

Martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years are not meant to be broken.

Ancient martial arts is a good example.

In addition to independent spiritual qi practice, it forms its own line.

Although it has been brilliant for nearly a thousand years, it is still too small in the end.

In addition, the whole process of cultivation was too difficult, and it was finally wiped out in the long river of history.

As for those martial arts scrolls that cultivated the fleshly body, they gradually disappeared.

Until a hundred years ago, a complete book could never be found.

Against such a background, Lin Mo actually wanted to restart this ancient martial art.

From Feng Wuxiu's point of view, Lin Mo is completely eating people and talking about dreams.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxiu couldn't help but persuade.

"Lin Yisheng, you should treat this as entertainment!"

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