Chapter 123 Fragments of the Heavenly Book
The imperial court and the Wubu Division also gained great prestige. The Gu Du Sect that had caused cholera in half of the martial arts world was easily defeated, let alone other sects.
All the underground gangs and killer organizations that liked to cause trouble suddenly stopped their activities and dared not take the lead again.
The first bird to stick its head out gets shot, this has been the case since ancient times. Now that the first bird to stick its head out has been killed, who would dare to stick their head out again?
For a time, the entire Wu Dynasty had an atmosphere of peace and prosperity, and the government was clean and honest. Even the civil servants wrote letters saying that this was the arrival of a peaceful and prosperous era.
The little emperor laughed heartily, and many civil officials also joined in the fun, saying that the emperor was governing the country well, which made many military officials scowl.
But they couldn't say anything. After all, it was the achievement of the Wubusi, and the Wubusi was directly under the emperor, so it made sense to say so.
At the beginning, the news that Wang Yao had broken through to the realm of refinement in seclusion caused great concern in the martial arts world and there was a lot of discussion.
Even the major casinos are opening bets on how long it will take Wang Yao to break through to the realm of refining.
There are five days, half a month, and one month.
But as time went by, more than half a year had passed, and there was no news from Wang Yao, as if he had not made any breakthrough at all.
Many warriors who praised Wang Yao as a god were extremely disappointed, thinking that Wang Yao was just a flash in the pan and would sooner or later be forgotten by the crowd.
But Wang Yao didn't care about all this. Amidst the chaos, Wang Yao rode his yellow-maned horse and left the former lair of the Gu Du Sect.
"This time, destroying the Gudu Sect has solved a major hidden danger. Moreover, it was the imperial court that took action. Although I have fulfilled my mission of assisting and leading the way, the imperial court should also be held responsible..."
To portray all this as a plan by the Wubu Division, with himself being just a background board and a small chess piece, was naturally the scene that Wang Yao most wanted to see.
Otherwise, the possible revenge of the Demon Sect would be very difficult to deal with, after all, the Gu Du Sect is one of the most important pawns of the Demon Sect.
"But no matter what, I have enemies all over the world. If I don't ascend to Grandmaster level soon, my entire family might be wiped out at any time..."
Thinking of this, Wang Yao couldn't help but touch the Sword Breaking Star River secret book in his arms.
After the Gu Du Sect was destroyed, Gu Ying seemed to be stimulated by something and handed over all the treasures he had collected over the years, as well as various martial arts secrets, to the Wu Bu Division.
He followed the stone Buddha and went to the Zen Buddhism, saying that his worldly wishes had been fulfilled and he wanted to convert to Buddhism and chant sutras to pray for the souls of those who died because of him.
Yan Wu quickly agreed to this request. As for the rest of the secret manuals, she took out a large portion from the Wubu Division and readily gave them to Wang Yao for safekeeping. He could study them for a year and then return them to the Wubu Division.
To draw inferences from one instance to another means that the more the better. By observing more types of martial arts, he can create the martial arts that best suits him.
The most important thing is that Lan Yi and others wanted to win over Wang Yao, make Wang Yao more favorable to the Wubu Division, and also to have a strong ally in the future.
The man in blue represented the chief of the Wubu Division and handed Wang Yao a fragment of the Heavenly Book left by the Martial Ancestor. It was said that the Heavenly Book would evolve on its own, and after each evolution it would shed a little fragment.
This white and yellow piece of cloth looks like a piece of cloth, but when you touch it with your fingers, you will have an indescribable strange feeling, as if you are touching a piece of white and tender skin.
Just from the materials, he could be sure that Lan Yi had not lied to him. This kind of thing should only be found in the legendary fragments of the wordless heavenly book.
As for its use, it is of course of great use to Wang Yao when Wang Yao was compiling his own martial arts.
He can integrate many of his own insights into these fragments through martial arts ideas, so that the fragments will be automatically combined and generated according to Wang Yao's thoughts and insights, which will be most suitable for Wang Yao's martial arts secrets.
Along the way, he rode on the yellow-maned horse, occasionally drank a sip of wine, adjusted his direction, and prepared to return to Kuanglang City.
During this period, Wang Yao kept his insights on the martial arts he created at all times, and input his insights into the fragments of the heavenly book.
Roughly speaking, almost a year has passed since we last saw each other.
Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, many warriors who have left their homes have embarked on their journey back home. Isn't Wang Yao one of them?
One day, it was almost midnight, and it was winter again.
It was too cold to camp outdoors in the winter, so Wang Yao found a dilapidated temple. Looking out at the evening snowfall outside, he muttered to himself, "It's going to snow soon..."
He lit a fire, ate some dry food, then took out the fragments of the heavenly book and continued to integrate his own insights.
The reason why he chose this time to return home was because he had almost laid the foundation. He had basically studied all the poisonous insects in the mountains of southern Xinjiang.
Most of the poisonous insects in the Gudu Sect's lair could not even withstand the breath he deliberately exhaled because the poison was too strong.
For the past six months, Wang Yao's hands have been surrounded by poisonous insects, but this has not only not harmed his hands, but has made his hands more delicate and smooth, and filled with a unique and terrifying luster.
He had his own insights, but he would not treat himself badly when it came to eating. He had previously hunted some wild game outside and started a fire in this dilapidated temple.
Wang Yao pulled out the cork from the gourd and gulped down a whole gourd of strong liquor, while gnawing on the freshly roasted rabbit leg that was oozing with tar.
Wang Yao looked at the roasted snow chicken on the fire with a playful smile on his face. "Warriors in this world believe that comprehending martial arts requires a calm mind. Some even fast and bathe. But they don't realize that the more they do this, the harder it will be to comprehend."
With the insights gained from cultivating immortals in the Tianyuan world, Wang Yao knew that the more
The better you are at keeping calm and concentrating your mind, the further you will go in the wrong direction.
Following one's own desires, following the ways of nature, and relying on the heaven and earth is the highest realm of comprehending the martial arts.
In such a casual and natural state of mind and perception, Wang Yao did not notice that the fragment of the heavenly book in his hand began to flicker with a faint light.
The insights inside began to take shape and became sentences. If someone looked carefully, they would find that it was an extremely mysterious and profound martial arts.
After eating and drinking his fill, Wang Yao fell into a deep sleep in a drunken state, completely unaware of the glowing fragment of the heavenly book in his hand.
Outside, snowflakes began to fall, covering up all the whistling and noisy sounds. Everything between heaven and earth was silent, turning into a world of ice and snow.
In this situation, Wang Yao was able to sleep soundly thanks to his strong nerves developed through years of training.
However, Wang Yao had a very strange dream. He dreamed that the poisonous insects he had observed and touched appeared in his mind one after another.
Various colorful poisonous insects crawled onto his hands, which was a little itchy but also very comfortable.
It seemed as if these poisonous insects were Wang Yao’s most intimate things. Gradually, the large poisonous insects began to disappear, and were replaced by tiny poisonous insects that were invisible to the naked eye.
Just like, Wang Yao thought for a long time and finally found the answer in his distant past life memories. Isn’t this bacteria?
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