650 A cultivation map

Birds were chirping in the mountains, and the scenery changed along the way. After leaving Hua Tuo, Xia Pingan walked in the forest for less than an hour before he heard the sound of an axe chopping wood on the mountain road ahead. In the midst of the sound of the axe, along with the rhythm of the axe, someone was singing loudly in a rough voice, ” no one knows what I’m doing. I’m bound by all things. It was difficult to beat and push, but it was also difficult to move and pick. Everyone knew about the hook, but who knew about the quick-witted trick? Feign defeat to lure Yun Bai away, and lure him back to victory. Rolling the rope to sweep the spirit was subtle, and slashing horizontally was even more strange. Cutting into the heart-piercing elbow, following the wind with red packets pounding against the chest.”

The song reverberated in the tranquil mountain woods. Mixing with the sound of the ax striking wood, the sound of the ax seemed to beat to a rhythm, which was special.

As soon as Xia Pingan heard this song, his heart skipped a beat. This was because this song was singing a part of the general song technique of the ” fist Sutra ” that was spread throughout China.

Amidst the singing, Xia Pingan got closer and closer. After turning around a dense pine forest, he finally saw a woodcutter dressed in a coarse cloth and short coat on the road ahead. He was cutting down a huge tree by the side of the mountain path and singing as he cut the wood.

The woodcutter was extremely robust, almost two meters tall. His chest was as wide as a door, and his bare arms were as thick as a small tree. He had a full beard on his face, and one could tell that he was a bold man at first glance. The axe in his hand was almost as wide as half of his body, and it was obviously very heavy. However, the woodcutter was holding the huge axe as if he was holding a straw.

The woodcutter had already chopped a bundle of firewood. That bundle of firewood was placed horizontally on the mountain path. Together with the carrying pole, it blocked off the mountain path.

Seeing Xia ping ‘an walking over, the woodcutter slightly exerted his strength, causing the big tree he had chopped to collapse to the side. After that, the woodcutter lightly knocked his huge axe against the huge rock beside him. As a result, half of the blade of the huge axe was inserted into the huge rock, causing a 2-m long crack.

The woodcutter put his hands on his hips and stood on the mountain path. you’re finally here. I’ll cut the crap. If you want to pass by me, you’ll have to defeat me with your fists!

Xia Pingan raised his eyebrows and smiled. with my fists? ”

The woodcutter grinned at Xia ping ‘an. well, there’s no way to use spells in true martial mountain. Of course, I can only use my fists. I’ll call the shots with my fists! The woodcutter was very confident. As he spoke, he pointed at the axe he had stuck in the Boulder beside him. if you can defeat me, I’ll give you this axe!

“Now?”

“Of course it’s now, Yingluo.”

As soon as the woodcutter’s voice fell, he was sent flying like a meteorite, crashing down more than ten trees. The forest next to him was in chaos, and countless birds were startled.

Xia ping ‘an stood beside the firewood on the mountain path and slowly retracted her fist.

At this moment, even if Xia ping ‘an didn’t use any spells, his strength had already reached an astonishing level due to the transformation brought about by the surging soul power in his body after becoming a spirit herder. He was many times stronger than an ordinary Summoner in the seven Suns realm. What was even rarer was that Xia ping’ an’s ten fingers had been refined into twenty-eight fingerbone of the bodies of gods. Even if he didn’t use any spells, he could still use the power of the five elements in his punch.

With the wild strength of a Dragon and the body of a God, Xia Pingan’s punch was not something that the woodcutter could withstand.

After a while, the woodcutter came out of the nearby thicket with a pile of leaves and weeds on his head. He was cursing and mumbling, ” he doesn’t care about martial virtue. The young people these days don’t care about martial virtue at all. They only bully honest people like me. as the woodcutter spoke, he picked up the firewood that was blocking the road and turned to go down the mountain.

“Cough, cough, where is big brother woodcutter going? we can still spar again, ” Xia Pingan said with a sincere smile.

The woodcutter who was carrying the firewood turned around and glared at Xia Pingan. He said in a gruff voice, ” out of the nine of you, you’re the fastest to arrive at this stage. You’re impressive if you can beat me. Naturally, I’ll go and block the way. I don’t believe that the others can be as cowardly as you.

“Ah, big brother woodcutter is going to intercept nine people?”

I’ll block three, and the rest will be blocked by others. Damn it, Huahua! as he spoke, the woodcutter picked up the firewood and disappeared into the thick fog below, his figure disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Xia Pingan touched his chin and burst out into laughter. He wondered who would meet this woodcutter in the future. This woodcutter’s strength was actually very terrifying. When he punched the woodcutter just now, he felt that this woodcutter’s body was as solid as alloy. His bones and bones were unimaginably strong; however, his body was especially flexible and elastic. If a real person could cultivate his body to such a level, he would definitely be invulnerable. It was just like the legendary indestructible body of Vajra.

The woodcutter’s big axe was still on the stone beside him. Xia Pingan walked over and picked up the big axe.

The huge axe was quite heavy, weighing almost a thousand Jin. The entire huge axe had a mysterious aura similar to the statue of aunt Gongsun. The moment Xia Pingan put the huge axe into the secret mandala, the huge axe turned into a ray of light and appeared in the temple of the mandala, turning into a statue of the Axe’s summoning position. It then lit up another axe from the mountain of golden characters. The upper limit of the secret mandala’s divine power also increased by 36 points, becoming 9372 points.

Oh right, I forgot to ask for this woodcutter’s name. He had just met Hua Tuo, so this woodcutter should not be a nobody. Who was the famous ax user in history? This person was the one who had been pestering Xu Huang and Hu Dahai? Or was it someone else he didn’t know?

Xia Pingan shook his head and threw the question out of his mind. Then, he continued walking forward.

The further they walked, the closer they got to the peak.

A few hours later, Xia ping ‘an finally reached the peak of true martial mountain.

There was a huge stone platform at the top of the true martial mountain. In the middle of the mountain, there were nine stone tables. There were nine stone steps leading to this place from all directions. Xia Pingan’s arrival was only one of them.

The mountain peak was surrounded by clouds and mist, and it was impossible to see anything outside the peak.

When Xia ping ‘an arrived, there was no one on the peak of true martial mountain. Just as he reached the peak, the stone steps behind him slowly disappeared.

we’ve already reached the top of the mountain. This should be the last chance mentioned by aunt Gongsun. Additionally, this chance should be open to everyone. In the front, everyone will encounter two chances and a test, ” Xia Pingan looked around and muttered to himself. Then, he walked towards the stone platform in the middle.

They had a total of nine divine sons, nine stone steps, and nine stone tables. It was obvious that this final opportunity was prepared for them. Anyone who reached the top of the mountain should be able to see it.

On the nine stone tables were things like brush, ink, paper, inkstone, the Four Treasures of the Study, and a blank scroll.

The blank picture scroll was not completely blank. At the top of the picture scroll, there were three words written in the language of the yuan Qiu world, ” cultivation Map “.

Xia Pingan was shocked when he saw the three words on the scroll. The ‘cultivation painting’ was a treasure of the Huaxia civilization. It was the highest exploration and conclusion of the human body and the existence of life by the ancient Huaxia people. It was also one of the symbols of the Daoist and celestial Daoism inheritance of Huaxia. Legend had it that the ‘cultivation painting’ could be traced back to the top mighty figures of Huaxia in ancient times such as Laozi, Lu Chunyang, Chen Xiao, Zhang Sanfeng, and so on. In the entire history of Huaxia, those who could understand the ‘cultivation painting’ were all top figures.

Looking at the Four Treasures of the Study and the blank painting on the table, Xia Pingan blinked. Could it be that the last stage of true martial mountain was to let the divine sons draw the ” cultivation Painting “?

The others had never seen the ‘cultivation picture’ before, so how could they draw it?

Xia Pingan had seen cultivation diagrams before. They were such important and famous things. As a person who studied Chinese history and had a high degree of confidence and pride in Chinese civilization and culture, it was impossible for him not to know. However, he had studied cultivation diagrams for three months back then, and because he really couldn’t find anyone around him to guide him, he didn’t know what exactly was going on.

After thinking for a while, Xia Pingan still picked up the brush and ink on the table. According to his memory, he began to draw the ” cultivation picture ” on the blank scroll.

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