Like the Scroll of Waste, the Scroll of Peace has no moves, only a rich artistic conception.
Use intention, not force.
For the Daode Wujing (Martial Arts Classic), techniques are merely constraints.
Tang Xuan reached out and grabbed, and the void about ten feet in size froze instantly.
The flow of spiritual energy ceased.
"This is... time frozen!"
Tang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.
It turns out that after Ning Zhijuan successfully cultivated it, he could temporarily stop the flow of time and space.
This differs from the laws of time; it uses soul power to forcibly imprison time and space.
"Hiss, the Tang family ancestor who created the Moral Martial Scripture was indeed extraordinary!"
The more Tang Xuan comprehended the Dao De Wu Jing, the more he could feel the power of the Tang family ancestor who created it.
Cultivation is not difficult.
The real challenge is creation.
Creating a martial art from scratch is no less difficult than ascending to heaven.
However, the Tang family ancestors managed to do it.
Tang Xuan secretly admired him.
Ning Zhijuan successfully completed his cultivation, and his strength reached a new level.
Tang Xuan was overjoyed.
He stood up, ready to steal a few more martial arts manuals for free.
Although he didn't have time to cultivate, it didn't stop him from memorizing.
A person of extraordinary talent and an unforgettable memory are fundamental qualities.
Tang Xuan could imprint a soul mark with just one glance.
The martial arts techniques collected by the Stone Clan are of a very high level.
One cannot leave empty-handed after entering a treasure mountain.
Just as Tang Xuan was about to take the second manual, a sinister voice rang out.
"Put down the manual you're holding, and then get out!"
Tang Xuan froze and slowly turned around.
A young man, as tall as an iron tower, stood behind him.
His eyes were filled with mockery and disgust.
"The Stone Clan Martial Arts Pavilion is not a place for outsiders to set foot in. Get out!"
Shi Tianhui drank coldly.
Tang Xuan's lips curled into a smile.
look for a job?
I was just about to test the power of Ning Zhi Juan.
Instead of putting down the manual, he gripped it tightly.
"You...you're asking for it!"
Shi Tianhui had an extremely violent temper. His eyes flashed red, and then he threw a punch.
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