Understanding martial arts from the inscriptions in the pagoda is a completely inexplicable feeling.

Zhang Yang still knew some Burmese characters because of the memory of countless elite thoughts in his head. However, Xiao Lizi didn't know a single word. However, both of them felt a surge of energy and blood at the same time. Those words seemed to have turned into countless words.

meridians...

Unfortunately, A Ze and Liu Biao did not respond at all. In their eyes, these inscriptions were nothing but stones.

Compared with Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi, Aze and Liu Biao are much less talented.

Zhang Yang's talent is already extraordinary, and he has a strong thinking and memory, but Xiao Lizi is able to comprehend the realm of the strong without anyone's guidance, which is even worse than Zhang Yang.

Aze's martial arts skills stemmed more from his diligence and General Stammer's guidance.

And Liu Biao benefited from the secrets provided by the little monk. Without the super intelligent program of the little monk, it would be really difficult for a dead wood like Liu Biao to become a talent. However, what makes Liu Biao depressed is that he has not contacted the little monk for a long time.

The little monk seemed to be missing.

Of course, no one knows what the young monk is doing. For the big man in golden armor and the long-haired middle-aged man, the young monk is planning an earth-shattering event. Therefore, he is very busy, very busy, and has no time to chat.

Too busy to play backgammon...

In fact, this is also the main reason why Liu Biao has been constantly challenging and seeking progress recently. Without the timely guidance and guidance from the little monks and the training methods at each stage, Liu Biao's martial arts has come to a standstill, and he has constantly challenged his own martial arts.

For powerful people, or people whose martial arts skills are not much worse than his own, to make progress has become Liu Biao's only way now.

The little monk is just a program, but he is a super program. He can tailor martial arts for Liu Biao through Liu Biao's feedback. It must be said that the little monk has the power to turn decay into magic.

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Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi's sharp eyes kept patrolling the inscription.

In fact, the two of them were not reading the scriptures at all. The content in the scriptures was indeed the Tripitaka, but it was carved very cleverly, with an invisible curve pattern. Their bodies moved in the pagoda.

Getting faster and faster...

Zhang Yang thought of the spar human figure in the underground cave in "The Immortal Path". The spar human figure also needed speed and coherence, and the rules in this scripture were similar to that of the stone statue.

Half an hour later, the two of them stopped almost at the same time. However, the sharp-eyed Aze could still see that Zhang Yang was a hair faster than Xiao Lizi. Although it was just a hair, when he reached the realm of a strong man, there was a hair difference.

The distance is simply unimaginable...

"How about it?"

"Remember!"

"Study carefully when you have time."

Xiao Lizi and Zhang Yang looked at each other and smiled. This time they had gained quite a lot. The inscriptions in the tower forest concealed many secrets.

The two of them did not indulge in this book. After all, there were more important things to deal with. Moreover, both of them had extremely strong memories. It was very easy to remember the rules. Although the number was huge, most of them were

Much the same, just like the spar portraits. Although there are so many portraits, they are actually just one action. As long as you figure out the rules, you don't need to remember every inscription.

After the few people wandered all the way in Tallinn, they hit the road again. There was still a lot of scenery along the way. Seeing that it was going to be dark in two hours, the four of them naturally didn't want to miss it.

Of course, Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi also subconsciously wanted to see another magical inscription like Talin.

Mandalay Hill is not high, but it is located beside the bustling urban area, so the mountain has become a bit prosperous.

The four of them climbed up the stairs. Under the golden glow of the setting sun, the famous Irrawaddy River, the mother river of Myanmar, emerged from the horizon. The river meandered around the Mandalay Mountains and flowed towards the vast fertile plains, full of poetry and painting.

There are 1,700 steps going up the hillside from the foot of the mountain, and there are eight temples along the way.

The red sunshine slowly sets in front of Mandalay Mountain. The spire on the top of the mountain and the tower corridor that stretches down look like a unique paper-cut shape under the slanting sunset.

Unfortunately, I didn't see anything valuable in the temples along the way.

Along the way to the top of the mountain is a Hindu temple, surrounded by square pillars. The pillars are inlaid with glass to form a prism pattern. The pillars are connected by brackets and connected by corridors. They are dazzling and crystal clear in the golden sunlight.

, many local Burmese people worship devoutly in front of the golden-ringed cobra, a Hindu sacred object. From time to time, they put folded Burmese coins on the snake's head. I wonder if they are praying for wealth or peace?

The four of them walked around the Hindu temple and then descended from the back mountain, because intelligence showed that Zhang Jixiang should have built a place for practice in the back mountain.

At this time, the light has dimmed, the sky has become hazy, and the golden sunlight has turned into a blood-red color in a very short period of time. It is really like the setting sun like blood...

"***, this guy knows how to choose a place to annihilate the Han." Liu Biao cursed all the way. There are no stone steps on the back mountain, so walking is much more strenuous. Moreover, the woods are illuminated by the blood-like sunset, making them look extremely dark.

Quiet and eerie.

"It is indeed a good place, a place of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle. It seems that Zhang Jixiang has some ability to settle down in this place. Among the temples just now, there were several masters who were infinitely close to the powerful living in seclusion in them.

The mountain can also be regarded as a place where dragons and tigers are hidden..." Zhang Yang said.

"Infinitely close to the strong?" Liu Biao's leopard eyes suddenly lit up, and the battle in his body suddenly started to burn. Now Liu Biao wished that someone would fight with him every day.

"Don't make up your mind. They are all hundreds of years old and can't stand your troubles."

"Ah...oh..."

Liu Biao looked disappointed. It had not taken him a year to enter the realm of being infinitely close to the strong. Naturally, he did not know that even if he was infinitely close to the realm of the strong, it would take a lifetime for some ordinary masters.

, if a master who is infinitely close to the strong is so easy to produce, masters who have entered the realm of the strong will not be so rare.

When martial arts reaches the realm of the strong, age loses its shackles on martial arts, and when it comes to being infinitely close to the strong, age becomes a problem. There is simply no comparison between an old man who is infinitely close to the strong and a prime man who is infinitely close to the strong.

The physical strength of young adults is definitely an advantage.

Suddenly, the four of them stopped at the same time.

Under the last trace of the bloody setting sun, the four of them saw a wooden house at the same time. Under the sunset, the wooden house looked extremely peaceful. A curl of green smoke floated from the roof, like a paradise.

The four of them looked at each other, and it was hard to imagine that a notorious Han fighter would live in such a place.

This wooden house is in the woods. There is a flat land of about 200 square meters in front, interspersed with some exotic flowers and plants. On the edge of the lawn, there is an ancient bronze bell, which is hung on a giant tree.

under.

The birds that are about to return to the forest fly above the lawn, making clear and sweet chirping sounds.

Everything is filled with incredible tranquility.

"Why does a Han Jian live in this place?" Looking at the beautiful scenery like a picture scroll, Zhang Yang sighed deeply. It can be imagined that this place will be razed to the ground immediately.

"Han Jian is also a human being."

Aze said something philosophical and indifferent, which made Liu Biao stunned for a moment.

The four of them sighed and walked slowly towards the wooden house that was smoking...

Coming down from the hillside, it was obvious that this place had been in business for some years. The ground was paved with bluestone slabs, some of the flowers were old, and the color of the wooden house was also blue-black.

This is an old-fashioned building built according to Chinese customs. There is a main room in the middle, with bedrooms on both sides. The kitchen seems to be set behind the main room, connected to the entire building, but separate.

The main room was open and no one was there.

The four people walked in. There was an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the hall. On the Eight Immortals table was a sculpture of Guan Erye. The sculpture of Guan Erye was very exquisite, with a red face, a long beard, and a sharp green dragon sword.

Lifelike.

There is an incense burner in front of Guan Erye. There are several burning incense sticks in the incense burner. The room is filled with a refreshing sandalwood fragrance.

In the center of the main room, there is a small bamboo table with four pairs of empty bowls and chopsticks, a plate of leeks, a plate of peanuts, a plate of tofu, and a small plate of pickled vegetables.

There is also a casserole on the ground. It is a very primitive casserole. The casserole is covered, and it should be cooked rice.

Apparently, dinner is being prepared here.

"Hey, there's food to eat."

Liu Biao was overjoyed. He strode to the chair, picked up a pair of bowls and chopsticks, opened the casserole, filled a bowl of rice with chopsticks, and started eating. Zhang Yang, Aze, and Xiao Lizi were stunned for a moment.

"Boss, we are here to kill, not to eat!" Xiao Lizi was a little annoyed. He was planning to pretend to be a peerless master and appear in front of the big man, but he knew that Liu Biao would immediately kill him.

Destroyed, is there a master like Liu Biao? Obviously, no!

"Eating is a big deal, you have to eat even if you kill people, right?" Liu Biao felt very good about the plate of tofu and poured the whole plate into his own bowl.

Watching Liu Biao devouring his food, Xiao Lizi and Aze couldn't help but feel their stomachs growling. Only Zhang Yang did not move. He always stood by the door and looked at the closed door on the right side of the main room.

There was someone inside the door.

Coming down the hillside, Zhang Yang felt that his aura was locked, as if a ferocious beast was watching his every move.

Obviously, this is a master!

A super master.

This master's martial arts has far surpassed that of Xiao Lizi, because Xiao Lizi has not noticed the other party until now...

"What are you doing?"

While Liu Biao was feasting, a young man in his twenties, wearing a green robe and a crew cut, strode out with a plate of dishes. When he saw Liu Biao actually entrenched himself,

He ate like crazy on the table and suddenly said angrily.

"Are you blind?" Liu Biao stood up and went to fill the bowl with rice. This bowl was too small, and it was impossible to be full without eating ten or eight bowls.

"Be bold!"

The young man's angry face suddenly changed color, his eyebrows raised, and he actually looked quite majestic. His whole person looked majestic. Obviously, although this young man was just a cook, his social status was not low, otherwise, he would not

He will have this kind of majesty that ordinary people don't have.

"Boom!"
To be continued...