Chapter 685: The Decline of Ancient Martial Arts

"More than a hundred years ago, although the world of ancient martial arts declined, there were still masters at the martial king level. Some people could reach this level through their own cultivation, and there were more than one person."

"Three hundred years ago, the King of Martial Arts was not called King of Martial Arts, only the Little Star Rank. At that time, let alone the Little Star Rank, there was more than one intermediate Martial King of the Middle Star Rank, and there was even a high-level Martial King of the Big Star Rank. .”

"Five hundred years ago, there were even heavenly masters."

"A thousand years ago, there were so many heavenly masters that small heavenly masters could not rule the roost. Only mid-celestial masters could be considered the truly top."

"In the long-ago era, before Emperor Qin destroyed Wu, it was said that even the throne of Heaven was not worth mentioning."

"But now, except for Yang Wudi, I can't find anyone who has cultivated to the level of a peerless master by his own ability. Even... many people have to rely on secret methods and sacrifice their own potential to even become a top master."

"After experiencing several turmoils, the world of ancient martial arts has indeed declined."

"The number of ice burial coffins in the family has been decreasing again and again. It is said that the Nangong family had a thousand ice burial coffins at its peak, but now... haha, if they can produce thirty ice burial coffins, they are considered extraordinary, and I guarantee that most of them are just junior Martial Kings with small stars."

"The Vulture Palace has also declined. During the several turmoils in the ancient martial arts world, the Spiritual Vulture Palace in Daxue Mountain was not spared either."

"We have lost many masters, cut off a lot of the inheritance of the relics, and even lost the secrets of our town sect a hundred or two hundred years ago."

"And in order to maintain strength and stability, we have to maintain that each generation has a living Buddha who suppresses the universe. However, there is no way to preserve the living Buddha who has used relics."

"This makes our relics continue to be consumed. As of now, the number of bronze relics that the Snow Mountain Eagle Palace can produce is only more than 20."

"There are many relics that are just small star positions."

When he said this, Bayantele was full of complex feelings, and after saying this, his face was full of bitterness and sorrow. He was a little sad about the decline of the ancient martial arts world and the gradual decline of Lingjiu Palace.

In this regard, Jiang Bai remained silent. There were once many masters in a long time ago, but for some reason, these masters disappeared in the long river of history and turned into a cloud of smoke.

Today's top masters may have been just the sect's minions and bosses in a certain era.

Such a person has now become the top existence.

This makes people lament that the world has changed so rapidly.

"So, entering the treasure house actually allows me to absorb the relics inside and then use them for my own use? Is this how to improve my cultivation?"

Jiang Bai now also understands why he was let in, and what the other party promised to improve his cultivation.

At this time, Jiang Bai was hesitant. Things that were obtained too easily had various flaws. Jiang Bai did not want to ruin his future path because of his greed.

"Yes, but you can rest assured that these relics have no side effects. You just need to hold them in your mouth. They are the purest and concentrated energy of heaven and earth, and there will be absolutely no harm."

"Of course, the relic is not without flaws. Its advantages and disadvantages are equally obvious. The more powerful the master, the more powerful the relic is, and the more difficult it is to absorb it."

"Furthermore, it is impossible to absorb the energy of relics in full. It can only absorb a part. As for how much, it depends on the individual's destiny. Living Buddhas in the past generations can only use it after they have raised their cultivation to the highest level, and take the opportunity to break through. Otherwise, It will only be a waste of precious relics.”

Nodding, Bayantele said in a deep voice to Jiang Bai in front of him.

"What's the matter? Just absorb a few more!" Jiang Bai responded directly without even thinking about it.

However, what greeted him was Bayantele's wry smile. He looked at Jiang Bai and said dryly: "People who take relics cannot condense relics. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the masters of Lingjiu Palace in Daxue Mountain will not take relics easily. .”

"Because taking one is equivalent to wasting one."

"More importantly, it's not that the living Buddha owners don't want to take more to enhance their own cultivation. It's that people can only use it once in their lives, and the second time is useless."

After hearing this, Jiang Bai realized why these things were getting less and less and becoming more and more precious. Jiang Bai wanted to say just now that if it was just a simple turmoil, there should not be such a few relics left in the Snow Mountain Lingjiu Palace. .

Now after listening to these explanations, I can understand this matter.

"Then how should I get these relics? Should I just go over and take them out? Or is there any special extraction method?"

"In addition, how do I know which of these relics is better and more powerful? Is it a random selection, or is there a trick?"

Jiang Bai was now drooling because of the bronze stupas in front of him, and couldn't help asking anxiously.

"It requires the blood of the living Buddha master. This has been given by the living Buddha master. After each drop of blood, the bronze stupa can be opened."

"After you leave, drip blood into the blood tank at the gate again. Next time, only the blood of the owner of the blood can open the bronze stupa. This goes over and over again to prevent anyone from destroying or being greedy. When you leave, it is you who dripped blood. "

Bayantele explained, and Jiang Bai also understood. This is equivalent to saying that it is a novel anti-theft system that uses blood as the medium, but he does not know the principle of its creation.

Jiang Bai didn't ask, because asking would be in vain.

This can be traced back to the beginning of the establishment of the Spiritual Vulture Palace in the Snow Mountain. Those real top masters, those elites among the ancient warriors, even though Bayantele was the Dharma King, he was willing to look at them with a dark eye.

Why should Jiang Bai ask for trouble?

"As for the choice of relics, the living Buddha master once said that everything is predestined. Just close your eyes and realize it. Choose which one suits you and which one calls you."

Jiang Bai was speechless about this.

I understand your sister, and your uncle is just trying to make me blind with my eyes closed!

Jiang Bai closed his eyes and realized that there was no result for a long time, then he pointed at the oldest-looking bronze stupa in the front row.

Jiang Bai didn't know who had condensed the relics inside. Anyway, at least those above King Wu could condense them. It didn't matter who they were.

In line with the principle that the older things are, the more valuable they are, Jiang Bai chose the one that looked the most time-worn.

Bayantele nodded quietly, then took out a small white porcelain bottle, walked silently to the bronze stupa at the beginning of Jiangbai, opened the small bottle at the top of the one-meter-high tower, and put Blood poured into it.