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  In the secret chamber of books, under the rendering of soft light, Wei Ziming can be seen holding a mysterious book, his eyes falling into a state of confusion, his pupils losing focus. Gradually, his confused eyes begin to show an unusual color, a color that cannot be described or defined, as if it is appearing in the world for the first time, deep and mysterious, a color that no one has ever seen before.

  Of course, if Weizi Ming is still in a fresh state at this moment, and there is a mirror in front of him, then this color will give Weizi Ming a familiar feeling, because this color is the strange color that appears on the surface of the mysterious statue. When the mysterious statue appeared in Weizi Ming's dantian, his body was also immersed in this pale color, and his body was also restored due to this color, and the broken meridians were repaired.

  A deep and mysterious color, in Wei Ziming's dazed eyes, gradually became more intense. The dazed eyes, under the cover of this profound and mysterious light, revealed a hint of eerie color. Through these eerie colors, vaguely visible in Wei Ziming's eyes, was a world of fiery red. Suddenly, a crimson sword flashed across this world of fiery red, and instantly the entire world collapsed.

  At the same time, the strange color in Wei Ziming's eyes converged into the depths of his pupils, and he also came to his senses. Unbeknownst to him, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Just now, Wei Ziming had suddenly become distracted, and then fell into a world of fiery red, seeing a crimson sword slash across the sky, and the world of fiery red collapsed along with it. This was an illusion, but it felt unusually real. Wei Ziming didn't know why such a thing would happen either.

  To be honest, although this "Angry Surge Sword Tip" secret book is the first time Wei Ziming has seen it, Wei Ziming is absolutely not the first person to see this secret book. If the elders of the Wei family had read this book and encountered the same situation as before, the elders of the Wei family would have left a message warning future generations, but there are no words of warning on this secret book. From this point of view, Wei Ziming is the first person to encounter such a situation.

  At this point, Wei Ziming suddenly thought of his own mysterious recovery and the mysterious statue in his dantian. He secretly wondered if the strange encounter he had just experienced was due to the mysterious statue.

  Wei Ziming thought for a moment and felt that the only special thing on his body was the mysterious statue in his dantian. It was also the mysterious statue that led him to encounter the situation earlier, but so far, the mysterious statue had only brought benefits to himself, without any harm.

  Wei Ziming thought that the incident he had just encountered was a good opportunity to learn more about the mysterious statue, as he knew nothing about it despite its benefits to him. He didn't want to miss any chance to gather information about the statue.

  To encounter the scene again, there is only the "Nu Tao Jian Mang" secret book in hand. Wei Ziming calmed down and decided to continue with the secret book in his hand. However, the expected Wei Ziming was disappointed, and the illusion did not reappear. Nevertheless, Wei Ziming, who was filled with disappointment, also had gains.

  After experiencing the illusion world just now, the contents of the secret book actually appeared in Wei Ziming's mind, like a branding iron, deeply imprinted on Wei Ziming's mind. And this "Furious Sword Tip" secret book, in Wei Ziming's eyes, didn't have any mystery to speak of, as if this martial skill was created by himself, and he had been practicing it for ten years, suddenly having an epiphany.

  Wei Ziming put down the secret book in his hand, stretched out his right hand, and a finger-sized red sword tip extended from his index finger. His index finger lightly slid across the stone desk.

  A faint "whoosh" sound arose, like a sharp knife cutting through rotten wood, without feeling any resistance. A small, deep gash appeared on the surface.

  Wei Ziming stared at his index finger, a look of incredulity on his face, and muttered in a daze, "This is indeed the Sword Apex, it's actually true that one can achieve enlightenment overnight, unbelievable."

  When this situation appeared on his body, Wei Ziming was naturally very excited, and a kind of irrepressible impulse arose in his heart, irresistibly guessing the origin of the mysterious statue, falling into deep but destined to have no result speculation.

  Just as Wei Ziming fell into a state of deep contemplation, the sound of footsteps echoed from the stairway leading to the ground.

  If one listened carefully, they could judge from the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor that there were two people walking towards this hidden library at this moment. However, Wei Ziming was deep in thought and did not notice that someone was approaching.

  After a moment, two figures emerged from the stairway. The two people were seventeen or eighteen years old, and their facial features were somewhat similar, making it easy to judge that they shared the same bloodline.

  It can be seen from the faint panda eyes of the two that these two people are brothers of Wei Ziming, because the panda eyes were put on by Wei Zi Wu two days ago.

  The two young men looked around and finally set their eyes on Wei Ziming, who was sitting at the desk at the end of the corridor.

  Two people walked down from the passageway, apparently knowing that Wei Ziming was also in this hidden book room. However, when they saw Wei Ziming, their eyes still showed a look of disdain.

  These two were the fifth generation of the Wei family, Wei Zifeng and Wei Ziyang, both of whose cultivation had reached the fifth level.

  The reason why the two of them showed disdain was that Wei Ziming was reading the martial skills manual, although the two of them knew in advance that Wei Ziming was reading the martial skills manual here, but they did not know that Wei Ziming's cultivation had already recovered.

  In their eyes, a waste person practicing martial arts was an unthinkable thing, so when they saw Wei Ziming really selecting martial arts secret books here, the two of them simultaneously showed disdainful expressions.

  "Hmph! You're already in such a state, useless as you are, and yet you still won't give up!" Lao Si Wei Zi Yang gazed at Wei Zi Ming with a low, cold hum, his contemptuous expression subtly revealing a hint of disgust.

  "Let's go! We'll go up and greet Old Eight, and take a look at what kind of secret recipe he's chosen." Although Lao San Wei Zi Feng's face didn't show any signs of disgust, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a smile, indicating that he was in a good mood. His attitude towards Lao Si Wei Zi Yang's words was one of implicit approval.

  "Good! I also want to see what kind of martial arts manual Lao Ba chooses. Without internal energy, martial arts are just fancy moves." Wei Ziyang nodded slightly.

  Wei Ziming was lost in thought and didn't notice anyone entering the secret library at first, but as Wei Zifeng and Wei Ziyang approached, he finally sensed someone coming towards him.

  Looking up at Lao San and Lao Si who were walking towards him, Wei Ziming's eyebrows furrowed unintentionally.

  Due to various reasons, Wei Ziming's relationship with his brothers of the same surname was not good. Although they didn't fight or argue in daily life, their faces were always cold and expressionless, never showing a good expression.

  Formerly as a weak Wei Ziming, he was also unwilling to have too much contact with his cold and dead-faced brothers, so he focused on cultivating himself. As a result, Wei Ziming had poor relationships with those brothers and basically had nothing to talk about.

  The old three, Wei Zifeng, cast a faint glance at Wei Ziming, who had raised his head, and then shifted his gaze away with an air of disregard, his eyes lingering on the secret manual in Wei Ziming's hand.

  Without saying a word, he raised his hand and pulled out the secret book from Weizi Ming's hand, closed the book, and looked at the four characters "Nu Tao Jian Mang" on the cover.

  Lao San's eyebrows furrowed, and he shook his head slightly. "You don't know the height of heaven or the thickness of earth! A normal martial artist would need to cultivate for at least ten years to even hope to grasp this top-level martial technique."

  "Born with innate deficiency, the qualifications for cultivation are even more mediocre to death. Moreover, now that the meridians are all shattered and the whole person is completely useless, how dare you look at this secret book? Is it because of ignorance that you're fearless? However, I admire your courage."

  "'Furious Sword Edge', this top-level secret recipe, we don't even have the confidence to cultivate it successfully now. If we force ourselves to cultivate it, we'll end up neglecting our orthodox internal energy cultivation because of practicing martial skills, and it won't be worth it." At this time, Lao Si Wei Zi Yang walked up from behind, glanced at the cover of the book page with a calm expression, and looked down at Wei Zi Ming as he spoke.

  "Our cultivation is also from shallow to deep, starting with simple martial skills and cultivating internal energy without neglecting it. At the same time, we can deepen our understanding of martial skills and accumulate them. When our cultivation has achieved some success, then we can cultivate this profound martial skill, which is the most reasonable way to cultivate." Fourth Guard Wei Zi Yang continued, using a tone that was serious and sincere, like an elder advising a younger generation, lest they take a detour due to lack of experience.

  "Fourth brother, I recall this is the first time you've spoken to me in such a tone. To me, you're just someone with a broken meridian and ruined cultivation. Does it feel good to speak like that?" Wei Ziming sat beside the bookshelf, lifted his head, and gazed directly into Wei Zi Yang's eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips as he spoke in a neutral tone.

  Wei Ziming was able to tell from Wei Zifeng's words just now that the two of them still didn't know that their cultivation had been restored, but Wei Sisi spoke to him in this tone, wasn't she mocking and gloating?

  Lao Si saw a faint smile at the corner of Wei Ziming's mouth and felt that he was being ridiculed. At this thought, Wei Ziming's heart suddenly filled with anger, his blood rushed up, and his face flushed red as if his head was congested.

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