"Oh... I see!" The cloaked man slapped his forehead: "Cangshuge!"
"Yes." Xiang Nan nodded: "Pillions cannot be passed on. If you eat it, others can't eat it, and if others eat it, you can't eat it. But kung fu and martial arts are different."
"Ancient warriors regarded martial arts and martial arts as the most precious treasures, and would rather die than disclose them to other sects for cultivation."
"So, this must be somewhere like the Library Pavilion."
"Since it is such a solemn place, in my opinion, it must be difficult to enter. It may take dozens, or even hundreds of councils of elders to pass before the mountain gate can be opened."
"And the remains of the elders outside the door also confirmed my thoughts, so I put the waist cards of one hundred and eleven elders on the formation, and the mountain gate will naturally open."
The man in the cloak's eyes lit up: "Good analysis! It seems quite simple from what you said, but if you don't have a clue, you won't be able to figure it out at all. You are probably the smartest young man in the entire southern region."
"Me?" Xiang Nan shook his head: "I'm still far behind."
Xiang Nan thought of Feng Xuan, that is the real smart person, his reasoning ability has reached the level of a monster.
"Okay." The man in the cloak clasped his fists at Xiang Nan and said, "Since you have a broad mind and are willing to give me advice, I also accept your loyalty."
"If you are in trouble, I will definitely help, but if other people are in trouble, hehe, I still won't take care of it."
Xiang Nan was quite speechless.
The cloaked man said again: "Xiao Hai, detoxify Mr. Xiang Bei, he is my brother."
"Poison?" Xiang Nan was taken aback.
Immediately afterwards, under Xiang Nan's feet, a dwarf suddenly emerged. The dwarf jumped up and pinched Xiang Nan's wrist.
Xiang Nan hurriedly looked at his arm, only to find a stream of black air flowing down his shoulder to his wrist, and then condensed into black water along his middle finger, dripping to the ground.
"You poisoned me?" Xiang Nan said angrily.
The man in the cloak said: "Yes, Xiao Hai poisoned you when you absorbed the dragon energy and swallowed the elixir. Please forgive me this time."
The little dwarf also smiled: "Brother Xiang Bei is very benevolent and righteous. He is very different from the disciples of the sect we have seen. We appreciate a man like Brother Xiang Bei very much."
"Just because I told you how to open the door?" Xiang Nanqi asked.
The man in the cloak said: "Because you went to save the people on Tianzi Peak repeatedly, Xiao Hai and I think you are very righteous."
"We don't save it, because we don't belong to Tianzi Peak, but if you save it, it's just stabbing your brother."
The little man laughed and poked Xiang Nan's arm: "Brother Xiang, what do you think these pillars have, you might as well tell them."
Next to him, Long Xingyun pulled Xiang Nan over, and said angrily, "Why did you get so close to them! Did you forget which side you are from!"
"It was this man who took the credit from me just now! Have you forgotten!"
The man in the cloak sneered, hugged his shoulders and said, "Brother Xiang has helped you over and over again, and our brothers seem to be jealous, but you don't know what to do, and you think it's only natural for others to help you."
The little man also grinned grinningly and said, "Some people are just shameless, Brother Chuang taught him a lesson."
"You!" Long Xingyun was furious.
"Shut up." Xiang Nan frowned, pointing forward: "Look!"
Everyone turned their heads to look.
Most of the warriors were still on the ground, looking for the mystery on the pillar, but not far away, there were four or five warriors sitting cross-legged on the top of the pillar, and they didn't know what they were doing.
The warriors who were meditating on the top of the pillars remained motionless, as if they were exercising.
"Come here to practice?" The cloaked man sneered.
"No." Xiang Nan shook his head: "It's not that simple, go up and have a look!"
Xiang Nan found a pillar, flew up, and sat on the top of the pillar. When he imitated those warriors and meditated cross-legged, he suddenly felt a strange thought, which was transmitted from the pillar to his whole body.
Immediately afterwards, a lot of information appeared in his mind!
This information is actually a formula for exercises!
"Damn!" Not far away, Xiao Hai exclaimed.
As soon as the movement came out, other warriors also realized it. For a while, many warriors turned into afterimages and flew up to the pillars one after another.
Immediately afterwards, everyone was shocked!
Every pillar, as long as you sit on it, you can get the inheritance of the pillar's skills and martial arts!
This kind of inheritance is not in the form of words, but directly entered into the warrior's mind with ideas, so the warrior can directly understand how to practice, but they don't know what the formula is, so they can't write it out.
Xiang Nan knew that ancient warriors cherished themselves with their brooms, but he didn't expect it to be so extreme!
Modern warriors also know that writing martial arts and skills in books can be widely spread, but ancient warriors, in order to protect their own martial arts and skills, did not use written form to show others.
This time, the warriors went crazy! Crazy practice one by one.
That is a martial art from 50,000 years ago! Each one is extremely precious.
But then, the fight also happened.
There are only one hundred pillars, but there are more than six hundred warriors at the scene.
A total of 500 people had no pillars to sit on, so they fought and fought frantically.
Xiang Nan felt that the pillar he was on had taught him a technique called "Innate Skill".
This kind of exercise is very elementary, and it is a kind of martial artist in the innate realm, which is used to gather the innate qi.
Xiang Nan has also practiced "Innate Skill", which is a passive skill. After practicing Xiantian, it will no longer help.
But the difference is that the "Innate Kungfu" practiced by Xiang Nan is much simpler than the "Innate Kungfu" on this pillar.
The innate skills here are more perfect and more profound.
The warriors on the other pillars also discovered this situation. For a while, everyone was inexplicably shocked, and at the same time, they were overjoyed.
Xiang Nan frowned. In ancient times, masters would not teach Kung Fu to their apprentices. They would usually "keep a hand".
For example, a powerful first-level Tianpin sword art is divided into five moves in total, and each move is more powerful than the last, but when the master passes it on to the apprentice, he only passes on four moves.
In order not to let the apprentice surpass himself, the master will save the last powerful move, and will tell the apprentice just before he dies.
But many times, the master would die suddenly, or be killed by his enemies, or go into a mad practice and die suddenly, so he would take his secrets and go to Huangquan road together.
Therefore, many martial arts and martial arts that have been handed down in modern times, although the grades are still there, are almost not comprehensive. Some are missing the most powerful moves, and some are missing the most important formulas.
Some martial arts are even worse. Originally there were ten moves, but the more they spread, the fewer the moves. You also "keep one hand", and he "keeps one hand". In the end, there are only two or three moves left, and some of them are even lost.
For example, Xiang Nan's Lei Zhendang, which he practiced at the beginning, was incomplete, so he still doesn't know what the complete exercise is like until today.
Things like this are not uncommon in ancient times!