It takes ordinary disciples several months to reach this step. It took the four of Pang Tong a few months, but Zhou Tong a hundred years ago successfully condensed Desolate Seed by sitting quietly for three days.
Luo Heng didn't think much and walked straight onto the stone platform.
He quickly passed over the disciples who were sitting cross-legged a hundred feet away, and walked in without stopping.
"Brother Luo Heng, don't get close to Desolate Stone, you will be eroded by Desolate Force to the point of death!" A disciple couldn't help shouting.
Luo Heng turned around, smiled at the disciple, and said, "Thank you, junior brother, for reminding me."
Then he turned around and continued forward.
The disciples looked at each other, and someone whispered, "What is he going to do?"
"If you get too close to Desolate Stone, it will be eroded by Desolate Force!"
"That's Senior Brother Luo Heng. Yesterday, he changed into Azure Dragon in the Pill River. Should he be fine?"
There were low voices of discussion, but Luo Heng had already walked up to Desolate Stone.
He raised his hand and placed it directly on Desolate Stone.
<Great Devouring Art>, run at full speed!
A majestic Desolate Power poured into his body along the palm of his hand, flowing through his limbs and bones, silently strengthening his body.
Desolate Art's cultivation method emerged automatically, guiding the Desolate Power to strike at the hidden meridian pulses.
Desolate Stone suddenly shook, as if it was angered, and a more majestic and fierce Desolate Force surged out, several times more violent than before, with obvious attack intentions.
Luo Heng smiled and said to Desolate Stone, "You Spirit Treasure Spirit, won't you be sucked by me? Still want to resist? There is a way to die!"
<Great Devouring Art> Run faster!
Those violent Desolate Force were helpless in front of Devouring Power, and poured into Luo Heng's body like a flood.
The meridians were opened, the Dantian began to condense, and the Desolate Seed took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Around the platform, the disciples had already stopped practicing and stared at this scene in stunned silence.
"He... what is he doing?"
"Touch Desolate Stone directly with your hands? Are you crazy?!"
"No, look at his breath!"
The gray mist began to spread around Luo Heng and became thicker and thicker. This was a sign that Desolate Force was released.
Desolate Art The third level, done!
The fog didn't dissipate, but became thicker and thicker.
The fourth level!
The fifth level!
The sixth level!
When Luo Heng took back his hand, the Desolate Seed in his body was the size of a fist, emitting an extremely rich gray light.
Desolate Art The sixth level!
The whole process only takes a quarter of an hour.
There was silence around the platform.
The disciples had their mouths open, unable to speak a single word, and some of their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Among them practicing Desolate Art, which one does not accumulate Desolate Force bit by bit over time and carefully condense Desolate Seed in the body?
This senior brother was actually good. He just touched it and reached the sixth level in a quarter of an hour?
What kind of monster is this?
Outside Stone Tower, Wu Dao and Gu Mo stood side by side, and their spiritual consciousness enveloped Martial Arts Hall.
Wu Dao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "A quarter of an hour, Desolate Art sixth level."
His voice was calm, but the hand holding the whisk was trembling slightly.
Gu Mo's gray eyes fluctuated slightly, and after a moment, he slowly spoke, "Better than Zhou Tong... a lot."
Only six words were said.
But Wu Dao knows what it means to have this senior brother say these words.
A hundred years ago, Zhou Tong sat in meditation in front of Desolate Stone for three days, and condensed into Desolate Seed. After reaching the third level of cultivation, Desolate Hall was already a genius that could only be seen in a hundred years.
And Luo Heng, quarter of an hour, sixth level.
This comparison is too shocking.
"This kid..." Wu Dao murmured, feeling very happy in his heart. Fortunately, if this little guy joins Yuan Sect, Sect Tournament one year later...
However, fortunately, this time it is Yuan Sect and the others who are unlucky!
Inside the Martial Arts Hall, Luo Heng felt the new power in his body, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Desolate Force is the sixth level, and with the addition of his <Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Technique> and <<Di Wu Demon Slaying Technique>>, his combat power has reached another level.
Gu Mo stared at Luo Heng with his gray-white eyes. With a slight glance, the latter felt a vague wave passing through his body, and his heart immediately shivered.
This blind master's Spiritual Power is truly unfathomable.
"If that guy Zhou Tong knew that the records he set back then were surpassed one after another by a junior, I'm afraid his face would be very exciting..." The old man's voice was extremely hoarse, but it also carried a strange power that touched people's hearts.
Hearing this, Luo Heng smiled without being modest and said, "Uncle Master, more and more records will be broken by me in the future."
Gu Mo seemed stunned for a moment, with a rare smile on his wrinkled face, and said, "You little guy is not humble, but I look forward to that day coming."
Wu Dao stood aside, his mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word.
Is this still his cold senior brother?
On weekdays, he doesn't speak politely to anyone. Even when Sect Master Ying Xuanzi comes, Gu Mo always looks lukewarm.
Now facing Luo Heng, not only did he take the initiative to speak, but he also smiled?
Wu Dao Suddenly Desolate Hall feels like the sky is about to change.
"You haven't found martial arts yet, have you?" Gu Mo stared at Luo Heng with gray eyes without pupils and asked.
Luo Heng nodded.
There are indeed many martial arts here, but none of them suits him. His main target is still the four Hall Suppressing Martial Arts.
"The taste is not low." Gu Mo said with a hint of appreciation in his tone, "If you have confidence in yourself, then come with me. Zhou Tong also went to that place back then..."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, looking like he didn't care whether Luo Heng would follow.
Luo Heng didn't hesitate and stepped forward to keep up.
Wu Dao stood there, watching the old man and the young man disappear into the depths of the Martial Arts Hall. The corner of his mouth twitched. Was he left behind?
But he didn't follow him. He had been to that place before, but he only succeeded in practicing Great Star Gang Fist, and the others... don't mention it.
Gu Mo's steps are neither urgent nor slow, and the steps are like a dying old man, weak and slow.
Luo Heng followed him, his eyes fell on the rickety back, and thoughts surged in his heart.
Barren Demonic Eye, this Desolate Hall Suppressing Martial Arts has too many flaws.
If a practitioner does not have the protection of heaven and earth divine objects like Ancestral Stone, Yin Fiend Qi will corrode his eyes and make him blind.
In Original Work, Lin Dong used "Earth Core Life Essence" to repair the binoculars of Gu Mo. I don't know if my own Myriad Law Seal can Deduction produce a defect-free version.
But let's wait until we understand everything before talking about it.
At this slow speed, Luo Heng shuttled through the Martial Arts Hall for nearly an hour before the old man in front of him stopped.
He raised his head and saw a light film in front of him that turned upside down in the shape of a bowl. Within the light film, four stone tablets stood silently.
Gu Mo raised his skinny palm and swiped it down through the air. A ray of light passed by his fingertips, and the light film and the space were torn open.
The old man stepped in, followed closely by Luo Heng.
Entering the light film, the light suddenly dimmed. Four black stone monuments stood quietly, several times larger than those seen before, and the fluctuations emitted from them were also not seen in those previous stone monuments.
"These four stone tablets each record an extremely powerful martial arts. To a certain extent, they are Desolate Hall's strongest martial arts besides Great Desolation Scripture." Gu Mo put his hands behind his back and looked at the direction of the stone tablet with his gray eyes, and said calmly.
"None of these four martial arts can be practiced by ordinary disciples. Today, Desolate Hall, and only the other four Personal Disciple have practiced the martial arts on the first stone tablet. No one has yet been able to successfully practice the other three."
Luo Heng nodded, it doesn't matter if you don't succeed in cultivation, you will soon, and he is not the only one, Dongzi will come too.
"If we really want to distinguish between high and low, the martial arts of the first stone tablet is indeed slightly easier to practice, the second stone tablet is slightly more difficult, and the third and fourth stone tablets are considered the strongest. They are equally comparable."
"Zhou Tong practiced the martial arts on the third stone tablet back then, and the fourth one... he did not succeed in practicing it when he first entered here." Gu Mo said slowly, his voice paused, and he seemed to look at Luo Heng more. glanced at it and then continued, "This is not because of his lack of talent, but because the martial arts of the fourth stone tablet has slightly strange requirements for practitioners. It requires both Primal Energy and Spiritual Power to have strong attainments."
Luo Heng smiled and said, "That's why I'm here."
Then, he walked towards the first stone tablet.
The surface of the monument is as black as iron, and the ancient characters "Great Star Gang Fist" drawn by four stylus pens appear dazzlingly.
There is a majestic and violent meaning in the font, which must be the most powerful and violent way.
A dark long sword is carved on the second stone tablet. The black mist is lingering, and the cold air seeps out, enough to make ordinary people feel chills on their skin.
Great Dark Corrosion Sword, full of cold air, completely different from the former.
The third stele is dark gray in color and much more plain. There is a figure sitting cross-legged on the stele, with a body that looks like dry earth, but it exudes an astonishing sense of power.
Great Desolate Body, the name is simple and unpretentious, and has an air of its own.
This is a kind of physical training martial arts. Although the level is not as good as Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Technique, the two actually do not conflict with each other. They even have the effect of 1+1>2 for fellow practitioners.
Luo Heng didn't stop and walked straight to the last stone monument.
There are no words on the tablet, only a huge black eye.