On the Bright Moon Peak of the Jade Blood Sect, Lu Ye read through the collection of books left by his master about the way of spirit patterns. During this period, he spent two months coming to this sacred place of spirit pattern masters, observing the relics of the former Kyushu era, and interacting with many Friends of Taoism discussed the time of March.

After five months of painstaking practice, Lu Ye didn't know how much progress he had made in the way of spirit patterns, but it was still not enough.

He still has an area where he can continue to study and learn, and that is the bearing on the leaves of the talent tree.

It�s the same as when I read the master�s book collection. In the past, when I got these bearings, I didn�t have a high level of attainment in the way of spirit patterns. I just passed them by. , and a new harvest.

It's like eating a bowl of rice. Before Lu Ye finished eating this bowl of rice, he would only find it delicious and delicious, but now he eats the same bowl of rice again, and he will recognize what kind of ingredients are added to this bowl of rice. What method was used to cook it.

In this way, if he needs it, he can make this bowl of rice by himself.

While recalling the information carried by the leaves of the talent tree, Lu Ye was also sorting out what he had learned, and there were always some unexpected surprises.

So from this day onwards, there was one less spirit pattern master participating in the contest in the holy land. Lu Yeku sat in front of a smooth stone wall, like a withered sculpture, silent and motionless, if it wasn't for the long breath and vitality You Zai, I'm afraid others will really treat him as a dead person.

During this period, some people joined in, and some people left. In such a place, no one will restrict what others can do. Since it belongs to the holy land of spirit pattern masters, as long as they are qualified enough spirit pattern masters, they can come and go freely.

On this day, a group of spirit pattern masters ended a debate. An elderly man turned his head and looked at it, sighing: "This little fellow Taoist has been in meditation for more than two months, but I don't know what kind of feeling he has. It took so long."

It is not a novelty to gain something here and then enter the state of enlightenment. Generally, outsiders will not disturb at will in this situation, but no one has ever been in samadhi for such a long time. The longest time was less than three days.

After all, the perception of the way of spirit pattern is often a flash of inspiration, and it does not take a long time like practicing.

"Then who can know, we can only wait for him to wake up before asking."

While talking, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Wake up, wake up, he's awake!"

Everyone looked up, and they saw Lu Ye who had been sitting there motionless for two months slowly stood up, and then with the sound of the long knife being unsheathed, he pulled out the Panshan knife from his waist.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help being surprised.

Someone was stunned: "What is he going to do?"

This is the holy land of spirit pattern masters, and the legacy of ancient sages and great powers are engraved on each side of the stone wall. Such a place is not easy to trade weapons, so even if the spirit pattern masters are arguing here Why can't we fight, and no one will really fight, so as not to destroy the stone wall here, if this is the case, then he will be a sinner through the ages.

So when they saw that Lu Ye had actually sacrificed his long knife, some people were worried, for fear that this kid would fail to comprehend the magic of the spirit pattern, and would become angry and destroy it wantonly.

It's not impossible.

But soon, everyone realized something was wrong, because the stone wall facing Lu Ye was smooth and there were no ancient lines left.

And as Lu Ye jumped up and came to the stone wall, with the surge of spiritual power and the dancing of the long knife, everyone also realized what he was going to do.

"He wants to... stay in the Ming?"

As soon as the word came out, all the spirit pattern masters gasped.

Leaving an inscription is not leaving a name. No one will leave their name in such a holy place, but if they have some novel ideas, or derive a new spirit pattern that does not exist in the world, they can leave their inscription here , for latecomers to admire and study.

The remnants of the stone walls in the Holy Land are not traces left by the same era. Some are extremely ancient, some are a little more recent, and some are obviously traces left over hundreds or thousands of years. These are all traces of enlightenment and practice here The inscriptions left by the spirit pattern masters are a demonstration of what they have learned.

But without exception, those who are qualified to leave inscribed lines here, no matter whether they are formed spirit lines or not, must be able to withstand the test of the latecomers.

It's not just to draw a few unknown lines on it, or to leave an inscription on it. What you get in that way is not approval, but ridicule.

On the four stone walls, the nearest inscription can be traced back to more than three hundred years ago. At that time, a genius spirit pattern master appeared, and a new spirit pattern was derived on the basis of the ancients. Since then, No one is qualified to leave an inscription in such a holy place.

But the matter of leaving the inscription has been preserved as a legend to this day. JrNovels.com