Chapter 400: Challenging the Martial Saint
The Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall is the corpse of a god.
It was hard for Lin Ye to imagine what the body of this god looked like when he was alive.
"Don't use your normal thinking to think about the corpse of a god." Lao Shi explained: "Besides, you should have heard some myths and legends."
"You mean Pangu?"
The first person Lin Ye thought of was Pangu. Legend has it that after Pangu died, his eyes turned into the sun and the moon, his hair turned into stars in the sky, his limbs turned into mountains, and his blood turned into rivers...
If this myth is taken as a reference, then it is acceptable that the body of this god became the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall.
"This should be a martial arts deity. To be honest, I have never heard of the existence of martial arts deities in the real world. This should only exist in the martial arts of this world."
Lin Ye pondered for a moment after hearing Lao Shi's words, and then asked, "How did you determine that this Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall is the corpse of a god?"
"The terrain of this place is not special. The only special thing is the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall. My judgment is correct. However, if you want to see the corpse of this god, you have to pass through the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall."
"Pass the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall?"
The corner of Lin Ye's mouth twitched. Last time, he hadn't even challenged all the people on the list shown on the fourth pattern. There were still five paintings to go. It would be very difficult to pass them all.
"Then there is no other way. If you want to see the body of the god, you have to clear the level. Otherwise, do you think it is so easy to see the body of the god?"
"You have already paused the time in the real world. The worst that can happen is that you can just slowly grind at the foot of this cliff . If one year doesn't work, then three years. If three years doesn't work, then ten years..."
Lin Ye chose to ignore Lao Shi's voice. The last time he observed the fourth pattern, there were a total of thirteen people's names on it, and he challenged the fourth one.
There are nine more on the list of the martial saint who uses a knife.
To be honest, Lin Ye was looking forward to fighting against the nine Martial Saints .
Thinking of this, he said no more and controlled the City God Seal to float in front of the fourth pattern.
The fifth person’s name: Wenren Jushi.
Lin Ye stared at the name for three breaths. A light burst out from the stone wall, and the next moment the surrounding scene changed.
A bamboo forest.
The sound of stringed instruments is rippling in this bamboo forest.
A bamboo forest, a bamboo house, a guqin, and a middle-aged man in white sitting in front of the guqin.
This scene really fits the name.
Lin Ye stood ten meters away from the other party.
The man in white plucked the strings of the zither casually, calmly and elegantly, and the cold sound of the zither leaked out from his fingertips. Lin Ye smiled, and the next moment he sat cross-legged on a bamboo stool at the side.
Listen to the sound of the piano with your ears clean.
The sound of the piano was clear, cold and melodious, and then gentle and lingering, like crying and complaining. Then the tone rose and it became as cold as a wind. The whole bamboo forest became silent at this moment.
The expression on Lin Ye's face also changed with the sound of the piano, but he was in a defenseless state from beginning to end.
bite!
The man in white plucked the strings of the zither suddenly, and the sound suddenly changed, like iron horses and golden swords, full of murderous intent. At this moment, the bamboo forest within a radius of ten miles rustled, and pieces of bamboo leaves fell down.
The fallen bamboo leaves were blown by a strong wind and rolled into a huge ball in the air. The next moment, the ball turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Lin Ye's forehead.
Bang!
When the sword was still ten feet away from him, Lin Ye opened his eyes and punched out.
This punch directly shattered the sharp sword, and many bamboo leaves fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man who was plucking the strings of the zither stopped, raised his head and looked at Lin Ye for the first time, saying, "If you really understand music, you will understand that this sword will dissipate at the last moment, and you will have passed this level of mine."
Hearing what the other party said, Lin Ye laughed. He really didn't understand music very well, or he could only read simple musical notations.
Those expressions just now were just the reflection of his changing emotions as reflected by the piano music.
Ordinary people will become happy when they hear cheerful music, and will feel sad when they hear sad music. That's all.
At classical music concerts, those who understand music are mesmerized by the music, but he can't hear it.
"I really don't understand music, but I do know one thing: as long as my fist is big enough, I don't have to take any risks."
It is true that if he is not prepared, the sharp sword formed by bamboo leaves will stop at the last moment, but Lin Ye does not like to rely on others for his safety.
As long as his fists are strong enough, what does it matter if he doesn't understand the music?
The man in white was stunned for a moment after listening to Lin Ye's words, and then smiled.
“That’s the truth.”
In the end, you still have to take an exam to speak.
bite!
The man in white plucked the strings of his zither. This time the sound was completely different from before. It was not only filled with murderous intent, but the entire surrounding space was also filled with space cracks due to the sonic boom.
The crack is as sharp as a knife.
Cutting everything apart.
The huge bamboo forest became a mess in an instant, and these spatial blades swept towards Lin Ye.
“Good job!”
Lin Ye waved his fists and moved in the air, and every punch he threw hit a space blade.
The spatial blade that could cut through space could not even leave a scratch on Lin Ye's watch.
Lin Ye strolled leisurely in the garden, approaching the man in white step by step.
call out!
When he was still ten feet away from the man, he raised his right hand, and this time a string of the zither broke with a loud bang, and a bright silver light shot towards Lin Ye.
However, almost at the moment when the man plucked the strings, Lin Ye took a step to the left and avoided the silver light.
The Martial Saint's magical power of "coming later" was fully displayed by Lin Ye at this moment.
Lin Ye easily dodged five strings of the zither thrown by the man in white, until he was three feet away from the man in white, and only one string was left.
Lin Ye looked at the man in white and was about to punch him, but at the moment when he punched out, the man in white smiled at him and disappeared on the spot.
Looking at the empty front, Lin Ye frowned and immediately spread out his spiritual sense, but found nothing.
Just when Lin Ye was puzzled, the scene in front of him changed and he appeared in a painting studio.
In front of him stood a middle-aged man .
The man held a paintbrush in his hand and looked at Lin Ye with a smile.
Lin Ye understood that this was the next man.
But to Lin Ye's surprise, he met a martial saint who was good at playing the piano, and then a martial saint who was good at painting.
Could it be that there is a chess saint and a calligraphy saint behind him?
Logically speaking, the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting have nothing to do with warriors.
After all, he is just a rude warrior.
"please!"
The man in green made an inviting gesture. Lin Ye smiled and picked up the paintbrush beside him. He then directly painted a horizontal stroke across the landscape painting that the man had almost finished.
