Time passes.
Half a year passed in a flash.
During this period, the story of Lin Yuanyi's roar to suppress the imperial palace spread like a hurricane to all parts of the world.
After all, this matter caused quite a stir, and even the imperial guards and palace maids did not dare to spread the news.
But the martial arts masters outside the palace could not pretend that nothing had happened.
Their eyes are not blind, and their ears are not deaf.
Even a middle-aged monk could sense the changing atmosphere in the palace.
Other martial arts masters can naturally do so as well.
In addition, many people saw the scene where Emperor Dali took the initiative to walk out of the palace and bowed to Lin Yuan.
By thinking about the past and the present, it is easy for people to infer the general truth:
The imperial palace of the Dali Dynasty was pierced through by a mysterious Buddhist master.
Even the emperor of the time had to stand up and admit his mistake.
The Dali Dynasty wanted to suppress it, but it was unable to do so.
And this statement is true, and even exalts the Dali Dynasty.
After all, the word "penetrate" was used to describe it, which at least shows that Lin Yuan used several moves.
The Dali Dynasty still had the power to resist, but it was defeated in the end.
But the reality is that just a sound power was enough to make many strong men in the palace fall to the ground.
For a time, the world was in an uproar.
Common people and martial arts masters from all sides.
Everyone is talking about this.
The Dali Dynasty ruled the world for nearly two hundred years, but because of the founding emperor, all the martial arts masters were suppressed to the point of suffocation.
Now seeing that the Li Dynasty has suffered a setback and has been completely defeated, everyone is naturally happy to see it happen.
After discussing the Dali Dynasty, everyone's attention immediately focused on the mysterious Buddhist monk.
Is the Liberation Dynasty weak?
Definitely not weak.
Not only not weak.
Still so terrifying.
Even if the great master Taizu passed away.
The power of the Dali Dynasty is still enough to suppress the world.
But even so, the imperial palace is where the most elite forces and the most powerful people of the Dali Dynasty gather.
But it was pierced by a mysterious monk.
When everyone thought about what this meant, they felt horrified.
There is no doubt that the mysterious monk's strength has reached the level of a grandmaster.
Dali Palace, Wudian.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged with a calm expression.
Since entering here half a year ago, Lin Yuan has never gone out.
The Emperor of Dali was very perceptive. He directly designated the Martial Palace as a forbidden area and forbade anyone to disturb Lin Yuan.
In addition, every day's meals are carefully considered.
Not only can it replenish your energy, but it is also carefully cooked by Chef Yu.
There is nothing wrong with its taste.
"No, these martial arts are far from enough."
Lin Yuan sighed in his heart.
It only took Lin Yuan half a year to master all the martial arts in the Martial Hall of the Dali Palace.
This is not to say that the martial arts in the Martial Hall are inferior to those in the Sutra Library of the Great Zen Temple.
To be honest, the martial arts collected in the Martial Hall far surpass those in the Sutra Repository.
It's just a matter of time.
Lin Yuan is now at an unprecedented mythical level.
In the Great Zen Temple, Lin Yuan is the innate master and grand master.
With a bird's-eye view, one's efficiency in enlightenment will naturally far surpass that of others.
However, even if he had mastered all the martial arts in the martial arts hall.
Even with the help of his extraordinary enlightenment, Lin Yuan still failed to break through the mythical realm.
"Of all the martial arts in the world, only a few can be recorded in books and passed down. The majority of martial arts are scattered among every martial artist in the world."
Lin Yuan thought silently in his heart.
These martial arts may not be of a high level and are far from reaching the level of superior martial arts, but they are unique in their angles.
It is even completely different from the current martial arts training system.
If Lin Yuan could comprehend martial arts from other perspectives, it would be helpful for him to break through the mythical realm.
"Come in."
With a general idea in mind, Lin Yuan raised his head slightly and looked outside the martial arts hall.
"yes."
The thin old man immediately came over respectfully.
As the ancestor with the highest status and the most powerful power in the Dali royal family.
The thin old man shouldn't have done this. He personally stood guard outside the martial arts hall, waiting for Lin Yuan's orders.
But soon after Lin Yuangang entered the Martial Hall, he gave some casual pointers to the thin old man, which suddenly opened his eyes.
The thin old man stayed outside the martial arts hall and refused to leave.
That instruction made the thin old man realize that even if he practiced hard for ten, twenty, or fifty years,
It's not as good as Lin Yuan's casual words.
"I plan to hold a world martial arts conference in this capital city. Any martial artist in the acquired realm or the innate realm can participate."
"The top ten can choose any three superior martial arts."
Lin Yuan spoke.
Thanks to his extraordinary comprehension, Lin Yuan does not need to learn martial arts at all. He can gain insights from watching others demonstrate their skills.
An example is that more than ten years ago, Lin Yuan watched the monks of Dachan Temple practice Arhat Fist, and from that he realized the superior martial art, the Great Arhat Buddha Fist.
It is unrealistic to ask martial artists all over the world to write down their unique skills.
Many idle warriors, without the burden of a sect, would hide in the mountains and forests when forced into a corner. Even Lin Yuan could do nothing about it.
But if they were to be lured here by means of a martial arts conference, with Lin Yuan's extraordinary comprehension, he could completely find out their background quietly.
As for whether or not those idle warriors can be allowed to come over, what the world is pursuing is nothing more than two different things.
Fame or profit.
Warriors add one more.
That is one's own martial arts realm.
Lin Yuan used superior martial arts as bait and was not worried that those idle warriors would not take the bait.
Superior martial arts are not easy to come by; a superior martial art is enough to serve as the basis for inheritance.
The Dachan Temple is a holy place of Buddhism and a major martial arts sect in the world, and it has only 72 superior martial arts.
Furthermore, since these martial arts conferences were organized by the Dali Dynasty, one could become famous if one could make a name for themselves.
"And the Grandmaster."
Lin Yuan touched his chin.
There is no point in having the Grandmaster participate in the martial arts tournament.
After all, there are too few masters. The number of masters in the world can be counted on two hands.
Even if we include those who have secluded themselves from the world and hidden in the dark, the number cannot exceed twenty.
"If the Grandmaster comes here, he can challenge me. Regardless of whether you win or lose, you will get a spiritual martial art."
Lin Yuan said slowly.
Simply put, as long as the masters arrive, they can obtain a spiritual martial art.
What is the concept of spiritual martial arts? It is a secret technique that only grandmasters can practice.
Although a Grandmaster cannot cultivate spiritual martial arts, years of contemplation will definitely be of great help in entering the realm of Grandmaster.
"yes."
The thin old man swallowed.
Although Dali Taizu left behind several spiritual martial arts.
But who would complain about giving up too many spiritual martial arts? Comprehending different spiritual martial arts at the same time and verifying the realm of the Grandmaster from various angles makes it easier to take that step.
As the news of the martial arts conference spread.
The whole world was in an uproar, and countless warriors were stunned.
As long as you can get into the top ten in the martial arts competition, you can choose any three superior martial arts?
If it weren't for the promise made by the Emperor of Dali himself, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
That's a superior martial art, right? You can get it just by being in the top ten? And you can choose any one of them.
At the beginning, there were still warriors who had doubts, but after the first martial arts conference was held, the top ten warriors got the three superior martial arts they wanted.
Warriors all over the world suddenly went crazy.
They rushed to the capital of Dali without stopping, waiting for the next martial arts conference to begin.
Compared to the excitement of the warriors in the acquired realm and the innate realm.
The minds of the various masters in various places gradually changed.
They all saw the news that Emperor Dali spread to the outside world about the martial arts conference.
Grandmasters can also participate and challenge the mysterious monk who broke through the palace alone.
Regardless of success or failure, you can gain a spiritual martial art.
For a while, many masters could not wait any longer and headed towards the capital of Dali.
Half a year later.
dali palace.
Outside the Martial Hall.
A burly man with a heavy sword on his back appeared silently.
Next to the burly man followed a boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
"South Sea Sword Saint, I didn't expect you to be here too."
The thin old man standing guard outside the martial arts hall had a solemn expression on his face.
Before meeting Lin Yuan, the thin old man claimed that he was invincible under the grandmaster.
There are only a few masters in the world who can make him jealous.
The Sword Master of the South China Sea is one of them.
In terms of strength, the Sword Saint of the South China Sea is no stronger than the skinny old man.
At best, the two can be considered evenly matched.
But the Sword Saint of the South Sea is not from a martial arts sect.
He has reached his current height step by step.
The thin old man came from the royal family of Dali and had been taught by many masters since childhood.
I often ponder the insights and experiences left by Taizu.
Only then have we come to this point.
The Sword Master of the South Sea, relying only on himself, drove side by side with the thin old man.
His comprehension and qualifications should not be underestimated.
"You, have you already started cultivating spiritual power?"
The thin old man took a close look at the Sword Saint of the South China Sea and was immediately startled.
He could feel a slight mental pressure from the other party.
This is the beginning of gathering spiritual power. All you need to do is successfully cultivate the first strand of spiritual power.
Then you can break into the realm of Grand Master.
The Sword Master of the South China Sea said nothing.
From the time he appeared until now, his eyes have never fallen on the thin old man.
Instead, he stared at the martial arts hall.
"Grandmaster"
A smile appeared on the corner of the South Sea Sword Saint's mouth.
Different from other gurus who came here.
He, the Sword Saint of the South China Sea, came here not for spiritual martial arts.
Spiritual martial arts can help to concentrate spiritual power, but he, the Sword Saint of the South China Sea, no longer needs it.
His real purpose was to challenge the mysterious monk.
The great master who single-handedly broke through the Dali Palace.
The Sword Master of the South Sea has great ambitions. He wants to use a Grand Master as a stepping stone.
Come and forge yourself on the path to becoming a Grand Master.
"Master, do you really want to go in?"
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy next to the Sword Saint of the South Sea was a little nervous.
After all, the fact that the mysterious monk was at the level of a grandmaster was recognized by many warriors in the outside world.
Apart from the Grandmaster, who else could break through the Dali Palace by himself?
His master, the Sword Saint of the South Sea, was extremely powerful and had even begun to condense his spiritual power and embark on the path of becoming a Grandmaster.
But he is not a grandmaster after all.
Facing a true grandmaster, life and death are unpredictable.
"Don't worry, disciple."
"With my current strength, I can break through to the Grandmaster level at any time as long as I face the mental pressure of the Grandmaster."
The Sword Master of the South China Sea had nothing to worry about.
Now he has already stepped half a foot into the realm of Grand Master.
All it takes is a little stimulation from a true grandmaster, and becoming a grandmaster will only take a moment.
By then, being at the same level of Grandmaster, even if the Sword Master of the South Seas could not defeat the mysterious monk, he believed that he could escape unscathed.
"The master has gone in."
"My dear disciple, wait outside for a while."
The Sword Master of the South China Sea spoke with eagerness and expectation.
The door of the martial arts hall opened quickly.
The Sword Master of the South China Sea walked in with a fighting spirit on his face.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was surprised at the first glance.
Deep inside the martial arts hall, there sat a young monk in a grey robe.
"Master will never lose."
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy clenched his fists and cheered himself up in his heart.
Only half an incense stick of time had passed.
The door of the Martial Hall opened again.
The burly man carrying a heavy sword on his back walked out with a blank expression.
"Master, Master."
"Is it over so soon?"
The young man came over and spoke with concern.
"Let's go."
The Sword Master of the South Sea shook his head slightly and left the palace with the young man.
Until we arrived outside the capital.
The Sword Saint of the South China Sea finally stopped.
He turned around, looked towards the direction of the palace, and sat down on a stone.
He was even mumbling things like 'how can he be so strong' and 'how can there be such a person in the world'.
Seeing this, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy immediately realized that his master must have lost.
And it was a complete loss.
Otherwise it wouldn't be like this.
"Master, I don't think he's that strong. When you become a Grandmaster in the future, can't you challenge him and win?"
The boy said beside him.
This is true. Just now, the Sword Saint of the South China Sea entered the Martial Hall.
The young man had once glanced at the mysterious monk in amazement. The monk's aura was indeed unfathomable, but at most he was slightly better than his own master, and he might not be able to catch up with him in the future.
"Not that strong?"
The Sword Master of the South Sea was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.
After a long while, the Sword Saint of the South Sea calmed down and said slowly:
"You are only at the Xiantian realm now, and your vision is still narrow. Seeing him is like a frog in a well looking up at the moon."
"Wait until the day you are lucky enough to enter the Master realm, or become a half-step Grandmaster like me."
The Sword Master of the South Sea said this, and continued with some extremely complicated emotions:
"You will see him looking up at the sky like a mayfly."