"Uh, butterfly?" Wang Le was stunned and almost couldn't stand firm.

"The artifact is a butterfly? Grandpa, are you always sure this is not a joke?"

After a lawsuit, Wang Dashao asked with a wry smile.

Ji Yang shook his head solemnly and said, "No kidding, it's just a butterfly!"

Wang Le: “…………”

Ji Yang turned his head and looked at Wang Le standing next to him, and asked back, "Ancestor Nanhua is a famous figure in the secular world. Don't you know?"

"Uh!" The young master Wang, who continued to be confused, simply stopped talking and shook his head blankly.

At this time, Ji Yang suddenly recited a poem and said, "Zhuang Sheng was confused by the butterflies in the morning, and the emperor's spring heart was entrusted with the cuckoo."

"Ah!" Wang Le suddenly exclaimed, with a sudden enlightenment on his face. He patted his head hard and said, "Zhuangzi!"

As long as a person who has received nine years of compulsory education, unless he is so stupid that he is helpless, no one will know Zhuangzi.

Because he is the second Taoist figure after Laozi Li Dan.

Of course, this is just a saying in the world of secular world, and it is another matter in the martial arts world.

In Wang Le's memory, there are two things that impress Zhuangzi the most. One is the article "Xiaoyaoyou", which describes the ancient divine beast Kunpeng.

Before, when Wang Le and Qingyangzi were on the banks of the Tianlan River, he mentioned this famous work "Xiaoyaoyou" in his conversation.

The second is the so-called "Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng is missed by butterflies".

It tells the story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly floating and relaxing. He completely forgot that he was Zhuangzi.

After a while, he woke up and was surprised and puzzled by whether he was Zhuang Zhou.

He thought seriously and thought about it again and again, not knowing whether it was Zhuangzi who dreamed of becoming a butterfly or the butterfly who dreamed of becoming a Zhuangzi.

There must be a difference between Zhuangzi and butterflies...

Wang Le was of course not interested in this mysterious issue involving philosophy. He could only roughly understand that Zhuangzi was expounding the so-called unity of things and self, and the unity of man and nature.

"I really didn't expect that the ancestor Nanhua was the great god Zhuangzi." Wang Le thought with surprise, but he was not surprised or unbelievable.

Along the way, since they came into contact with people in the martial arts world, such as Li Mubai at the earliest, Qingyangzi and Han Ruoshui at the later stage.

Through their narrative, Wang Le has long been completely numb to the fact that those famous figures in the long river of secular history have become masters of martial arts, no longer as unbelievable as before, and is so shocked that his mouth is so open that he can stuff his fists into his arms.

After thinking about it, Wang Le asked curiously: "Grandpa, the artifact butterfly, what's going on?"

At this time, Ji Yang avoided and said lightly: "The road to martial arts is ultimately about opening up two treasures of people."

"Two treasures?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows, and was confused by the way he made him feel a little confused by the way he was like a blow to the west and a blow to the east. He didn't know what the other party wanted to express.

Ji Yang first said no, and then explained to Wang Le: "These two treasures are the ** treasure and the spiritual treasure respectively. The process of martial artists' cultivation is to explore the infinite potential of these two treasures."

After a pause, Ji Yang further said: "The so-called treasure of the ** is to produce innate power through ancient methods, improve the realm of martial arts, or to embark on the most primitive path of cultivation like you, constantly tempering the body, and generate innate power from the outside and inside. In the final analysis, everything changes are inseparable from the sect. They are constantly tapping the human potential and strengthening themselves."

"As for spiritual treasures, it is to practice the method of spiritual consciousness after achieving the local level, so that it can continue to grow, and eventually the soul can escape from the shell and travel between heaven and earth."

"Uh! The soul is out of its shell and travels between heaven and earth?" Wang Le looked at Ji Yang, whose eyes were full of yearning and fanatical expressions, and confirmed suspiciously.

Ji Yang smiled and replied, "Of course it's not so exaggerated, it's just a metaphor. However, the more powerful the spiritual consciousness is, the more benefits it will be."

"Simply put, if you want to achieve the realm of the martial arts heavenly level, your spiritual consciousness must be strong, otherwise, the road of martial arts will only come to an abrupt end and you cannot go any further."

When Wang Le heard his grandfather say this, he couldn't help but think of the peak war between Qingyangzi and Mr. Liuzhi on the banks of the Tianlan River.

At that time, Qing Yangzi was able to use the killer weapon of Wan Jian Guixu. In addition to his extremely profound martial arts cultivation, what was more important was his extremely powerful invisible spiritual consciousness.

Although Mr. Liufing escaped the disaster of death with the ancient sword pill, he was also severely injured.

This made Wang Le vaguely feel that one of the important factors of Mr. Liu Finger's defeat was that he lost because of his own spiritual consciousness, which was not as powerful as Qing Yangzi's spiritual consciousness.

When masters fight, they often make a slight difference and make it a thousand miles away, and eventually make Mr. Liuzhi lose to Maicheng.

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking, Ji Yang changed his tone and returned to the previous topic, and said in a deep voice: "The ancestor Nanhua's excavation of his own spiritual treasure can be said to be the pinnacle."

"The achievements made in his spiritual cultivation can be said to shock the world and weep ghosts and gods, thus refining the magical artifact butterfly."

After a pause, Ji Yang continued: "The spiritual fighting between warriors is often extremely dangerous and no one is willing to do this unless it is absolutely necessary."

"What the ancestor Nanhua is best at fighting spirit, and often kills enemies thousands of miles away invisibly. The artifact butterflies he refined make them even more like a tiger."

"Legendary Nanhua's spiritual consciousness is attached to the artifact butterfly. With a flapping of his left wing, the opponent will fall into a psychedelic state and cannot extricate himself. With a flapping of his right wing, the opponent who is trapped in the illusion will instantly disappear and disappear between heaven and earth."

At the end, Ji Yang said with a trembling voice: "Even if the peak warrior of the Heavenly Level is asked to use the artifact butterfly with all his strength, the other party will definitely end up in ashes."

When Wang Le heard his grandfather talk about this, he couldn't help feeling dry and swallowed. He couldn't help but say astonished: "I'll just snatch it, so awesome!"

"If this legend is true, no wonder my grandfather would say that it shocked the world and made ghosts cry." Wang Le thought in his heart.

Immediately, Wang Le couldn't help looking at the dark abyss under the bridge. When he thought that the artifact butterfly was most likely to be inside, his heart couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Of course, it was just hot. Wang Le didn't dare to think about entering the dark abyss under the bridge even if he was beaten to death.

Because he was still young, he didn't want to stop and go on the underworld so early to report to the King of Hell.
Chapter completed!