The deeper the understanding of formation, the more Su Han could feel that there were no less than hundreds of restrictions inside and outside Yuanming Lake!

And each one is very amazing, and he may not be able to see it thoroughly even if he wants to.

The old instructor did not answer, but just smiled.

Looking at the mountains in the distance and the water in the distance, he spoke for a while: "What do you think people pursue martial arts for?"

Su Han was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.

"We have had many martial arts since ancient times. There are more people who are constantly pursuing martial arts. Where is the end of this road, or where is the direction? Have you ever considered this issue?"

The old instructor turned to look at Su Han and asked seriously.

"I haven't thought about it before, but now I occasionally think about it, but I can't figure it out." Su Han answered honestly.

He didn't know why the old instructor asked such a question.

"In ancient times, there were knights. The original intention of practicing martial arts was to strengthen the body, to be chivalrous and righteous, to help the weak, so all martial artists had a strong and righteous spirit. But now, civilization has been highly developed and no knights are needed. After evolving into national martial arts, even the most basic fighting style was almost gone, and all the rest were some practice methods and scheming."

The old instructor shook his head, not knowing what kind of mood he was saying.

It seems that I feel a little regretful and a little regretful about the decline of martial arts.

"Su Han, have you ever thought about what it would be like when martial arts is at its peak?"

"Kunlun?" Su Han reacted quickly, "or Kunlun and hell."

A light flashed in the old instructor's eyes: "Perhaps, it's a higher level than Kunlun and Hell!"

Su Han's heart was so shaking, even higher than Kunlun and Hell?

In his opinion, being able to reach the strength of his master and the old Taoist can be considered as standing at the top of martial arts. Even if there are powerful people of the supreme level like Ye Tiancheng, the entire martial arts circle, even over the years, has only been only nine.

Now the old instructor said that there are higher levels above Kunlun and hell?

"I understand when you get to that point."

The old instructor sighed. He knew that it was enough to say this. He opened up a corner of the world for Su Han, and he needed to explore the others by himself.

Kunlun, hell and the world have always been closely linked. No one can give up on anyone, but no one can influence anyone.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and Kunlun is the same as hell.

"If you want to take away the lake, just take it. Such a big lake, as long as you don't want to drain the lake, I have no objection," the old instructor smiled and stroked his long beard. Seeing that Su Han was still thinking about what he had just said, he whispered, "By the way, I still have something to do, you can take it away together."

"Um?"

Su Han was stunned for a moment, and there was something else he wanted to take away.

When Su Han saw the two pages of scriptures on the table, he moved his Adam's apple and couldn't believe it. He stared at the old instructor blankly, and suddenly remembered what the old Taoist had said to him.

In this world, the strongest supreme!

But compared with the old man who loves fishing in front of him, he can't imagine it at all? Although he has never seen an old instructor take action.

How could a person who took out two pages of scriptures in one breath be an ordinary person?

"Don't look at it stupidly. This thing is useless to me. It takes up space for me," the old instructor said directly, "I gave you two pages before, just the Douzi and the Zhezi on you, and one page for Yuman, that one is suitable for her."

Su Han felt that his head was almost blown up!

The entire Kunlun and hell were all crazy looking for the Nine Character Classics. How many old instructors do there be so many?

And it was like throwing garbage, and it was pulled out of the corner casually. Do you really think this scripture is waste paper?

No matter how stupid Su Han is at this moment, he has already guessed the true identity of the old instructor.

No wonder no one has dared to act here for so many years or in the secular world!

With him here, there is no need to worry about the world. This old guy is hiding too deeply.

"Don't look at me like this," the old instructor felt helpless. "I can't help myself. In the past, your master was there, but I can still move around. Now I can't go anywhere. Do you understand? I can only fish for fishing, all kinds of things."

Su Han nodded, thinking in his heart that he would not believe such words.

At least, the old instructor penetrated his bottom and Su Han felt much more at ease.

There should be no problem with this worldly security.

"These two pages of scriptures..." Su Han turned around and looked over. One page was the word "Soldier" and the other page was the word "Structure". I really didn't expect that the word "Structure" could actually be effective in the old instructor's formation.

"This array of characters is useless to you."

But the old instructor's words surprised Su Han, "Even his creator has given up the genre of the formation. Although this thing is indeed good, the abandoned things are meaningless and useless to you. You can try this genre of the genre of the war. If it is useful, learn it, and if it is useless, it is fine."

The old instructor said it lightly, can this Nine Character Classic be thrown away at will!

The Formation Character Art must have been created by Ye Tiancheng, and Su Han can now be 100% sure.

When he was still in the Yin Tomb, Ye Tiancheng said that the formation lineage has different paths and the same destination is not to deliberately take one path or even not guide himself, but to fear that it will affect his path.

Now it seems that the old instructor knows everything.

He opened his mouth and suddenly wanted to ask, what had been born back then, why more than half of the nine supreme masters died, and even Ye Tian, ​​who had to stay in the Yin Tomb in Chengdu for so many years to cultivate and recuperate.

After thinking about it, Su Han still didn't say that his level was not up to date, and it was useless to tell him.

"Okay, then I'll take it away, Yuman will ask the old instructor."

The look of looking at the old instructor at this moment has changed a little.

How could Su Han have thought that such a terrifying guy would be standing in front of him.

"Don't worry, she is my disciple. Her future achievements will not be worse than you. You have to work harder." The old instructor nodded.

Su Han didn't say anything else, and turned around and returned with two pages of scriptures and the water from Yuanming Lake.

For him, the most important thing now is to find a way to wake up his mother so that the family can be reunited.

With this lake, everything is fine.

There were also two ghosts imprisoned in the copper coin ring on the finger. They were masters from hell, strong people with strength reaching the level of elders. Their ghosts were strong enough to be fully used.

"To replenish souls, you need a powerful ghost, and the elder-level strength is enough."

Su Han glanced at the copper coin ring on his finger, and his pupils contracted, "Mom, we will meet soon!"

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Chapter completed!