chapter 4 mysterious sarcophagus

Maybe it was because many people came outside to watch the excitement, so Gene Mormont didn't meet anyone on the way inside Du's house, and he went straight back to the courtyard where he lived. In fact, even if Gene Mormont met people from the Mormont family, even servants and guards, they would not pay attention to the existence of Gene Mormont , the young master of the Mormont family the Mormont family. Over the years, Gene Mormont has been a transparent existence in the entire Du family. Although it is a transparent existence, the place where Gene Mormont lives is quite good. It is an extremely spacious courtyard. There are not many such spacious courtyards in the entire the Mormont family. Only a few respected elders of the Mormont family are qualified to live there. Gene Mormont is able to live in such a courtyard because of his father's credit. If his father had not been the third brother of the current head of the Mormont family family, I am afraid he would not have had this kind of treatment in recent years. In other words, this courtyard is not his place to live at all. Gene Mormont arrived in the courtyard, and on a wicker chair, a familiar drunk man was sleeping drunkenly, holding a gourd wine pot in his arms and reluctant to let go. "Dad, why are you drunk here again?" Gene Mormont walked over and looked at the drunken man whose face was covered by his messy hair, with a look of distress emerging from his clear eyes. In the past sixteen years, Gene Mormont most vivid memory of his father, Sean Mormont, was that his father often held a wine pot in the yard, looked at the sky, smelled of alcohol, and then fell asleep drunkenly. "Gene, are you back? Are you hungry? Go to the kitchen to find something to eat." Sean Mormont woke up vaguely, raised his hand to rub his hazy eyes, and sat up from the wicker chair. There was a smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth as he spoke. He was taller than Gene Mormont, but he was the same. He was very thin, and could be faintly seen from under his disheveled hair. If he wasn't so drunk, his face would have been extremely heroic. "Dad, I'm not hungry. Let me help you go to your room to rest." Gene Mormont stepped forward to help his father, but Sean Mormont stood up and blocked his hand. He shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "No, there is no wine again. I will go out and buy some wine." After the words fell, Sean Mormont dragged his drunken body staggering out of the courtyard, leaving Gene Mormont standing quietly in the courtyard. From the time he could remember, Gene Mormont remembered that the hip flask was something his father never left his hand, and his mother was completely unfamiliar to Gene Mormont and had no memory. After standing quietly for a while, Gene Mormont found a sip of water in the hall and then returned directly to his room. In the room, Gene Mormont sat cross-legged, his handprints condensed, and a burst of mysterious energy suddenly surged out all over his body. In the palm of his hand, it was as if there were secret patterns of talismans about to burst out, and he murmured softly: "This mysterious move is really... It’s not weak, but fortunately it was only slightly used.” There was a slight smile on his clear brows. What Gene Mormont had just used on the ring was exactly the move he had learned from the ancient stone tablet in the past ten years. However, he only used a little bit of force, so for that mysterious move Yi Shi was also more and more shocked by it. Only Gene Mormont himself knows best that the mysterious move in the stone tablet can not only restore his martial arts, but also cultivate Xuanqi. More importantly, although this is only one move, it is all-encompassing, endlessly changing, incomparably wonderful, and very powerful. overbearing. It's just that now Gene Mormont has also encountered a rather embarrassing situation. There is no profound energy in his body, but he does not have any cultivation realm. Although that move can repair martial arts and cultivate profound energy in the body, it is not a skill after all and cannot allow him to achieve a state of cultivation. In other words, Gene Mormont now has profound energy in his body, but strictly speaking, he is not even a first-level acquired warrior. The realm of martial arts practitioners in this world is divided into acquired warriors and innate warriors. Only those who have reached the innate level can be considered a true warrior. However, the vast majority of people may stay at the acquired level throughout their lives and cannot set foot on the innate level. This shows that even those who can cultivate , the innate level is not accessible to just anyone. Although he has been unable to practice, he was born in a martial arts family, and he has not wasted time in these years. Gene Mormont is also relatively clear about his current situation. The level of acquired warriors is divided into nine levels, but the profound energy he has in his body, coupled with the mysterious The mysteriousness of this style will probably not be a problem even for people at the eighth or ninth level of the acquired level. "The martial arts have recovered a bit. Now that I can practice, I should go to the Cangwu Pavilion tomorrow to find a set of techniques to practice." Gene Mormont pondered in his heart that the location of the moves after the mysterious move could not be known, and he had no idea how to practice it. Therefore, for now, he could only practice a set of techniques to improve his realm. Without the realm, that mysterious move can have such power. Once the realm is improved, the mysterious move will definitely become more powerful, which makes Gene Mormont look forward to it in his heart. "Continue to understand that mysterious move." After making a decision in his heart, there was nothing to do every day anyway. Gene Mormont handprints condensed, his eyes were slightly closed, and he began to enter a state of understanding. Although he had made some small progress in understanding the first movement hidden in the ancient stone tablet in ten years, Gene Mormont also knew that he had only made some small progress in understanding the mysterious movement and had not yet reached the perfect level. Ten years ago, Gene Mormont couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart because he was diagnosed with a broken pulse and could no longer achieve anything on the road of martial arts. He rushed out of the Mormont family in a violent storm and went to the stone monument to vent his anger. Who would have thought that a thunderbolt struck the stone tablet, but the stone tablet was unimpeded, but the thunderbolt that landed on the stone tablet struck Gene Mormont's body as if transferred through the stone tablet. Three days later, Gene Mormont woke up. During the three days of coma, he actually entered a wonderful state of understanding. When a thunder struck down, a mysterious talisman pattern appeared in the ancient stone tablet along with the thunder. in his mind. Gene Mormont didn't know what those mysterious talisman patterns were at first, but as he was in that wonderful state, Gene Mormont felt like he had an enlightenment, and finally learned from it that it turned out to be a powerful move. This mysterious move turned out to be specially prepared for people with broken veins. Martial arteries are divided into grades one to nine. The first grade is the lowest and the ninth grade is the highest. The higher the martial art grade, the greater the achievements in martial arts cultivation. This is an unchanging law and an unchanging fact in this world for countless years. . The martial arteries that Gene Mormont detected were useless martial arts veins. A useless martial arts vein without any grade could not achieve success in martial arts at all. Practicing some three-legged cat-handle postures to strengthen one's body was just about the same. That mysterious move made Gene Mormont see hope from the trough, and he realized that that move could actually repair the martial arts and allow those who had lost the martial arts to practice. Gene Mormont arrived under the stone tablet again. In Gene Mormont's eyes, the cracks on the stone tablet were no longer simple cracks, but secret lines related to the human body. Those full of cracks are like the dense meridians in the human body. They are extremely profound and wonderful. In the end, you can understand and practice into that mysterious style. Gene Mormont was immersed in that kind of understanding, like a fish entering the sea, boundless and unable to find an exit. It took a full ten years for Gene Mormont to finally comprehend the mysterious move. He also learned from his understanding that this mysterious move should be more than just this. There should be a second move and a third move behind it. It was just the Mormont family previous move. In that ancient stone tablet, there was only the first style. In the room, as he understood, Gene Mormont also gradually entered a state of selflessness... In the early morning, everything is silent. A trace of light rises from the eastern horizon, carefully infiltrating the light blue sky. The first ray of sunlight pierces the darkness before dawn, crosses the mountains, crosses the ocean, and finally shrouds the stone city. . Gene Mormont also woke up and opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with darkness, but his whole body felt extremely light, as if he had been washed and had his menstruation washed, and he felt indescribably comfortable. "Kaka!" As if he was already used to it, Gene Mormont stretched out his hand and pushed it upwards. A sound of rubbing stone slabs came out, and then a stone cover slid open. Gene Mormont stood up and appeared in a stone coffin.