Chapter 449: Enlightenment at the Martial Saint Temple

The news that Han Zheng was allowed to practice in the Martial Saint Temple had been passed on to the guards of the Martial Saint Temple by the eunuchs in the palace, so Han Zheng showed his badge of the Demon-Slaying Division and the guards let him in.

The Martial Saint Temple looked like a solemn temple from the outside, but there was no portrait of Yu Jiucang in the center of the temple, only a stone tablet with the three characters of Yu Jiucang engraved on it.

For some reason, the Martial Saint Yu Jiucang never left any portrait in his life.

Han Zheng bowed to the stone tablet with the three characters of Yu Jiucang and offered three incense sticks to the Martial Saint.

Publicly, if Yu Jiucang had not pacified the world and expelled the demons from the Demon-Suppressing Pass, the human race would still have to hide like mice, and even be raised by demons as blood food.

Privately, Han Zheng now wants to feel the power left by Yu Jiucang, so of course he has to pay more respect to this lord.

Behind the Wusheng Temple is a very simple training room. The only peculiarity is that the whole training room is made of metal, and the outer periphery is reinforced with formations, which gives a cold feeling.

When Han Zheng stepped into it, his eyes suddenly buzzed, and he fell into an extremely mysterious state.

There was nothing in the training room except a bed and a table, but there were all kinds of strange traces on the walls, and the whole room was filled with an indescribable feeling.

Han Zheng was in it, as if he felt that there were countless martial arts masters around him constantly muttering to themselves, expressing their understanding of martial arts and their doubts about martial arts.

In the end, countless martial arts masters finally turned into a figure floating in the void, staring at Han Zheng, and asked a puzzled question.

"Where is the ultimate of martial arts?"

Han Zheng's eyes showed a trace of confusion, the ultimate of martial arts? What is the ultimate of martial arts?

Is it strength or the control of the power of heaven and earth?

"Boy! Wake up! Don't indulge in it!"

Yan Xuankong's voice suddenly resounded in his mind, waking Han Zheng up suddenly.

Han Zheng let out a long breath and looked around: "What happened just now?"

"That was the mark left by the former martial saint Yu Jiucang. The entire training room was sealed by the formation, and the time here was equivalent to stagnating, so this mark will stay forever.

The power of Yu Jiucang was too strong. Even if he said something casually at the time, it could be turned into a mark in a special place and preserved, not to mention that this is where his training room is.

Boy, your comprehension is pretty good, so you can clearly perceive the information left by these marks.

But the information in these marks is not all useful. For example, the question just now is not for you. Level is qualified to think about the problem.

So what you have to do is to eliminate those useless imprints for you now, and to perceive the imprint information suitable for your current realm. "

Han Zheng nodded and asked: "Old Yan, have you been to this place too?"

Yan Xuankong said sourly: "I didn't have a backer in the capital back then, and I wasn't as popular as you. The previous emperor was a short-lived ghost. It seems that he didn't like me very much. Of course, he wouldn't let me enter the Wusheng Temple to practice. This is what I heard from others. "

When Yan Xuankong was the pacification envoy, the Grand Commander of the Demon-Slaying Division was not Qi Zhangwu. It is obvious that the relationship between the Grand Commander of that generation and Yan Xuankong was not very good.

Han Zheng sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating his mind, and various imprint information kept emerging in his mind.

In an instant, Han Zheng was immersed in it, as if he was practicing beside Yu Jiucang three thousand years ago.

Yu Jiucang's realm was too high, resulting in Han Zheng unable to perceive most of the information.

But there is a piece of information in the imprint that makes Han Zheng have a great understanding, that is, the fusion of martial arts.

Taoism, Buddhism, magic, swords, spears, no matter martial arts or weapons, there are various different categories.

But it is said that the martial saint Yu Jiucang has the strengths of Taoism, Buddhism, and magic, and even has nine magic weapons.

Yu Jiucang can do this not only because he is amazing and can master any martial arts power.

It is also because Yu Jiucang sees through the essence of martial arts power and can merge different martial arts powers at will.

This fusion is a manifestation of mastering the origin of martial arts. Any martial arts power in the world is the same as the other way around. As long as you master its origin, you can merge and transform it at will.

Han Zheng is now on the same path as Yu Jiucang did at the beginning.

Strictly speaking, Han Zheng is now also practicing Taoism, Buddhism, and magic.

The Mandala Heavenly Demon Great Barrier is a magic technique, and it also integrates the power of Tantra.

The Great Brahma God King Seal is a Buddhist technique, while the Dragon Tiger Xuanzhen Dao Body belongs to the Taoist sect.

Relying on the Taotie Furnace, Han Zheng can push them all to the extreme.

But in fact, these techniques have no connection with each other.

At this time, Han Zheng directly immersed himself in it, constantly comprehending the information in the imprint.

A month later, Han Zheng still sat cross-legged on the ground, comprehending the imprint left by Yu Jiucang, and the whole person seemed to be petrified.

Yu Jiucang's realm is too high. Let alone one month, maybe even if Han Zheng is given a year, he can't really comprehend the origin of martial arts and can integrate these powers at will.

But this month's perception was not in vain. Han Zheng could clearly feel that he had already integrated the use of martial arts and was not as stiff as before.

And this kind of perception is like a seed. If Han Zheng comprehends a little bit, he will have the opportunity to truly tear open the fog and walk out of his own martial arts path.

At this time, a bell sounded outside. This was the guard reminding Han Zheng that the time was up.

Han Zheng stood up and strode out of the Martial Saint Temple.

Although it was only a month, Han Zheng actually felt as if he was in another world.

"How is it? Have you gained anything?"

Yan Xuankong asked curiously.

Han Zheng took a deep breath and said, "I have gained a lot. Although I can't feel it for the time being, this month of practice is enough to make my future practice smoother ten times or even a hundred times.

Lord Yu Jiucang is worthy of the name of the Martial Saint. His understanding of martial arts has surpassed the current martial arts, and if he goes one step further, it is almost the same as gods and Buddhas.

No, for martial artists, Yu Jiucang is a god! A god above martial arts!"

Without practicing martial arts, Yu Jiucang is a martial saint who rescued the human race side by side with the Great Zhou Taizu for most people. He is just a powerful symbol.

But only by practicing martial arts and truly understanding the brand information left by Jiu Cang, can you know how terrifying he is.

It can even be said that if someone can thoroughly comprehend any brand in the Wusheng Temple, they are qualified to establish a sect and build a top sect in the world!

Moreover, there are thousands of brand marks about various martial arts in the Wusheng Temple, which are unimaginable.

The law cannot be passed on lightly, no wonder the Great Zhou Dynasty sealed the Wusheng Temple tightly and only used it to reward meritorious officials.

Han Zheng had just returned to the Demon-Slaying Division. Chu Xinghe saw Han Zheng coming back and hurriedly said: "My lord, the Grand Commander has ordered that if you come out of the Wusheng Temple, you should go to him immediately and let him give you a task."

Han Zheng nodded and immediately went to find Qi Zhangwu.

"Did you gain anything in the Martial Saint Temple?"

Qi Zhangwu looked at Han Zheng, and before Han Zheng could answer, he smiled and said, "You must have gained a lot from your appearance."

Han Zheng nodded and said, "Master Yu Jiucang's understanding of martial arts is like the water in the vast ocean, which is endless. Even if there is only a little bit of understanding, it is enough for me to benefit for a lifetime."

"It's good to have gains, but as a warrior, you still have to walk your own path. Master Yu Jiucang's path is too unique. It can be said that there is no one before and no one after. It is not suitable for anyone."

Qi Zhangwu reminded Han Zheng and said in a deep voice, "There is a clue about the Blood Demon Sect.

The remnants of the Blood Demon Sect are not just Pan Qiaoniang. According to the investigation, someone seems to want to revive the Blood Demon Sect.

No matter who is behind the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect, my Demon-Slaying Division can destroy them the first time, and can destroy them the second time!"

Qi Zhangwu handed Han Zheng a booklet, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Find these rats and get rid of them completely!"