Supernatural Insight Eyes Chapter 437 - 437 0438's realization of the conspiracy

437: 0438’s realization of the conspiracy 437: 0438’s realization of the conspiracy Ye Qiu’s gaze did not linger too long on ng Pengxiao because, following the actions of Huangfu Jun and the others, he saw the human-shaped figures on the stone walls around them.

This was the Martial Wall!

“I give you three days,” the elderly Wall Guardian laid down these words and then walked over to a stone stump, where he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and rested.

Huangfu Jun, Luo Tie, and others already knew their way around and quickly found a circular stone disc to sit on, their eyes fixed intently on the various human figures on the Martial Wall.

Seeing this, the others followed suit, imitating them, their eyes gleaming as they stared at the Martial Wall.

ng Pengxiao imdiately sat on a round stone, and at that mont, he had no mind to pay attention to Ye Qiu, striving to perceive as much as possible.

All around, the stone walls were carved with various human figures at different monts, showing different poses.

The more one looked, the more engrossing it beca for Martial Artists, almost as if they were transforming into the figures on the wall and enacting them.

Ye Qiu was slightly stunned; he had only glanced at it once, but this feeling astounded him—the Martial Wall was indeed extraordinary.

Ye Qiu did not rush to sit down; he first started from the very first figure, a simple human figure that was ditating.

Then, Ye Qiu felt as if this figure was cultivating so ntal thod, and as its chest rose and fell, breaths of murky air were continuously expelled.

Following that, the human figure leaped up as though its arms beca wings, floating in mid-air.

However, when Ye Qiu’s gaze moved down from the ditating figure, he saw a completely different scene.

The figure had undergone a huge transformation; it was practicing boxing, with an extrely strange posture, now punching upwards as if to shatter the heavens, now punching downwards as if to strike the earth, giving one the impression that it was a Fist that dominates mountains and rivers.

And when his gaze moved upward, it suddenly changed into a depiction of movent technique changes, with the stone-carved figure transforming into various animal shapes, sowhat resembling the deer, tiger, bear, bird, and crane from the Five-Animal Frolics.

However, the transformations here far exceeded those five animals; looking at each in turn, there were no fewer than a hundred, all entirely different which was sowhat terrifying.

Perhaps it even included the specific forms of various birds and beasts.

Ye Qiu thought that this might indeed be a possibility.

Then, Ye Qiu quickly scanned the human figure scenes inscribed in other directions, dense and nurous as the stars in the sky.

What shocked him the most was, which sage had left behind these human-figure stone carvings here?

Along with these stone carvings, no matter from which direction one looked, they would reveal a set of martial arts.

It was truly magical, almost like a miracle.

The patterns on this wall encompassed a wide range of martial arts research, and it was unimaginable to what divine realm this person’s martial realm had reached.

It gave the impression of being even more vast than the cosmos.

The ten top eagles, almost all except Ye Qiu, were imrsed in the human figures on the Martial Wall, intoxicated and entranced, with their eyes tightly closed, their arms occasionally moving.

“No wonder the old lecher looks forward to this place with such longing.

It turns out it’s a set of stone carvings that condenses all martial arts techniques.

Here, one can find shadows of moves from any sect in the current martial world.

It’s no wonder that so moves are said to have evolved from the human figures carved on the stones here, no wonder it has created so many masters.”

Ye Qiu realized, this Martial Wall truly deserved to be called a treasure in the martial world, where anyone imrsed in its ocean of martial arts would not want to leave.

If one could stay here for a few years, what level of strength might they reach?

While Ye Qiu was contemplating, he had already spent an hour perceiving.

“Young man, you have only three days in total, and now you’ve wasted an hour.

If you don’t seriously imrse yourself in perception, you will regret it,” suddenly such a voice echoed in Ye Qiu’s heart.

Ye Qiu looked towards the front left in shock.

The voice of the Wall Guardian had resounded directly in the depths of his heart—what kind of cultivation level was this person at!

Even Ye Qiu was sowhat shocked; he felt that such a technique was akin to the myths where, through a connected heart, one could not only know the thoughts of others but also communicate directly with the soul.

“Thank you for your concern, senior.

I understand,” Ye Qiu didn’t say much.

The martial arts depicted on this wall, if one were to comprehend them one by one, were countless.

With just three days’ ti, achieving any true gains would be difficult.

To the naked eye, these were rely human-shaped engravings carved haphazardly on the stone wall, forming various martial arts.

However, Ye Qiu speculated that if one were to simply try to comprehend them, even a lifeti might not be enough.

It was like the stars in the sky—who could truly count them and say exactly how many there were?

Ye Qiu touched the wall, basking it in the glow emitted by the magma, turning the entire wall fiery red, with every human-shaped pattern distinctly visible.

The carving of the human figures was done in a single stroke without any flaws.

Upon closer touch, one could feel a breath of history; the lines were very deep.

Ye Qiu stared at a section of the engraving until the figure within his eyes seed to co alive.

As Ye Qiu began to imrse himself, the Wall Guardian, an elder, showed a trace of a smile.

At this mont, a new set of martial arts ford in Ye Qiu’s mind, which he went over again and again, familiarizing himself with them.

It was a marvelous feeling, as if enlightened, drifting in the void, surrounded by martial techniques.

Ye Qiu liked this sensation and continued to explore the subsequent moves eagerly.

At the sa ti, Huangfu Jun, Feng Jian, Luo Tie, Li Futu, ng Pengxiao, Fang Yizhou, Chen Taiji, Wang Shuisheng, Tang Yao, and all nine others were imrsed in their own understanding.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

For Qian Zhen, the Daoist, and many other martial arts predecessors waiting outside, it wasn’t much.

But in the middle of the night after the first day had passed, Ye Qiu interrupted his comprehension and woke from his stupor.

The sensation was uncomfortable, like being struck by a sudden blunt force.

He glanced at the other nine individuals who were all motionless, with expressions of deep imrsion, smiles on their faces as if enjoying the sensation of wandering in a martial arts ocean.

Yet Ye Qiu frowned; although the carvings on the wall had brought him benefits, enabling him to comprehend a set of movent techniques of unknown rank, he increasingly realized there seed to be no end to them.

The techniques he extrapolated always lacked a conclusion.

If it weren’t for the aberration in the black gas at the critical mont that startled him awake, he might have continued like the others, endlessly extrapolating over a set of cultivation techniques and practicing them in his mind.

This might seem harmless, but it heavily drained the spirit.

One wrong move, and the least one might suffer from would be listlessness.

In severe cases, it could lead to madness.

For the carvings on the wall seed to possess an irresistible pull, making one unable to stop.

Even if it reached the third day and ti was up, that stubbornness in one’s heart would beco a hidden concern.

Even if it seed to have no imdiate effect, it would definitely beco an obstacle in one’s future martial advancent and potentially beco akin to an inner demon.

The wall might not be an opportunity for martial artists but might bestow upon them an invisible threat and shackles.

A question mark erged in Ye Qiu’s mind as he involuntarily looked towards the Wall Guardian.

Was there sothing he didn’t know?

Ye Qiu slled a scent of conspiracy.

If this were true, it would be a monuntal conspiracy that had the entire martial world fooled.