Chapter Fifty-Six: The Sharp Fist Is Like the Wind

The more he learned about the Heavenly Mecha, the more Mo Lingquan felt his insignificance, and the more he was amazed by the wisdom and courage of the ancient powerhouses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Senior... I am ready to enter the Sword Shrine Secret Realm retreat and comprehend the mysteries of the Void Realm. ā€

After leaving the Yijian Tower, Mo Lingquan had been communicating with Yun Zhongzi Remnant.

"Secret realm, what's there to go to in that place. ā€

Yun Zhongzi said disdainfully.

"Senior, if you want to enter the Void Realm, you can only comprehend and cultivate in the secret realm. ā€

Yun Zhongzi's words made Mo Lingquan very embarrassed, and he had to explain.

"Stupid, the secret realm you are talking about is just to make it easier for people to perceive the so-called heaven and earth. But that's a trail after all. Who said that if you want to enter the Void Realm, you can only cultivate your perception in the secret realm. ā€

Yun Zhongzi yelled at Mo Lingquan angrily.

"It's still like this..."

Mo Lingquan looked dazed.

"Stupid stupid stupid, this secret realm is just a space formed by those great powers in ancient times, just their dojo. It seems that it is easier to comprehend the Heaven and Earth Dao to advance to the Void Realm, but this is just someone else's path, and it will be difficult to reach the True Realm, as for the higher-level Martial Dao Realm, it is impossible to reach it at all. ā€

Yun Zhongzi did not expect that the current martial arts civilization would be bound by the achievements of his predecessors, but standing on the shoulders of his predecessors could avoid many detours, but blindly imitating it, he could not investigate the mysteries, break it and stand up, and he would never be able to surpass the achievements of his predecessors.

"In ancient times, there were as many heavens as dogs, and the void was all over the ground, and the mountains outside the city were occupied. ā€

Yun Zhongzi looked unimpressed, but he didn't know how much shock it would bring to the rivers and lakes today if these words were spread.

Yun Zhongzi's explanation made Mo Lingquan's face suddenly, it turned out that the martial arts civilization had also been so prosperous.

"Little guy, if you want to go further in the martial arts, don't go to the so-called secret realm, blessed land. It's just a dojo of ancient power, if there is a complete inheritance, if not, ask for more blessings!"

Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but sigh and said, in the last tribulation, too many strong people fell. There is no one in the martial arts inheritance.

"Thank you seniors for solving your doubts, but I have to go to this sword mound secret realm, if it weren't for the ancestor who sacrificed his life in the sword mound to wash my muscles and marrow, I wouldn't be where I am today. ā€

Mo Lingquan's tone was firm, the last time he didn't see Qin Huaiyuan for the last time because he was in a coma, it had always been the biggest regret in his heart.

"Knowing kindness, not arrogant or impatient, good! good, good!"

Mo Lingquan's answer made Yun Zhongzi's remnants very satisfied.

"Senior Brother Mo..."

Meng Yanran's appearance interrupted the conversation between Mo Lingquan and Yun Zhongzi's remnant thoughts.

"Senior Sister Yanran..."

Seeing the person clearly, a warm smile hung on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth.

"Senior brother, I'm here to say goodbye to you, and the master asked me to enter the secret realm retreat to consolidate the realm of the heavenly realm. ā€

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with a bitter expression.

"The Secret Realm..."

Mo Lingquan frowned when he heard this, if he had communicated with Yun Zhongzi, he would definitely congratulate the other party, but right now, it was not good news for him.

"Yes, I'm afraid I won't be able to go with you, Senior Brother Lingyun originally wanted to come and say goodbye to you, but he was directly brought into the Sword Shrine Secret Realm by Elder Taishang. ā€

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with a bitter face, if it weren't for saying hello to him, she would have entered the Sword Shrine Secret Realm with Ling Yun.

"Senior sister, do you believe me?"

Mo Lingquan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell him some ancient secrets.

"Mo Lingquan, what's wrong with you? Of course I believe Senior Brother. ā€

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with a strange expression, and she didn't know why he suddenly asked like this.

"If you believe me, don't enter the secret realm of the Sword Shrine, follow the footsteps of your predecessors, no matter how high your achievements are, it will be difficult to surpass your predecessors. In ancient times, there were many heavens like dogs, and the void was all over the ground, and the mountains outside the city were occupied. ā€

Mo Lingquan looked at Meng Yanran with a serious face, and repeated Yun Zhongzi's words again.

"Senior brother, where do you see this, martial arts were really so strong in ancient times. ā€

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with an incredulous expression, you must know that now a Heaven Realm master can occupy the mountain and break out a small world, if there is a Void Realm powerhouse, if the seven major forces do not make a move, generally no one will offend.

As for the supreme powerhouse of the True Realm, the forces that created one side, even the seven forces, had to be treated carefully.

"Senior sister, come with me..."

Mo Lingquan thought about it, and then took Meng Yanran and walked towards Luoxia Valley, some things are still good in private.

Along the way, Meng Yanran wanted to speak and stopped, but she couldn't speak after all.

"The surname is Mo, why do you have to entangle Senior Sister Yanran. ā€

The enemy was very red when they met, no, the peace between the two was broken by a troublemaker.

"Who are you? ā€

Tang Ziqian's appearance had long been in Mo Lingquan's perception, and he hadn't seen him for a while, I thought he had stopped after the last lesson, but I didn't expect that he was still so ignorant.

"The surname is Mo, don't think that the ancestor will wash your muscles and cut the marrow for you, no one will be in your eyes, I, Tang Ziqian, will be the first to look down on you. ā€

Tang Ziqian looked at Mo Lingquan with a sneering expression.

"There is no one in sight, it seems that you are not hopeless, a little self-aware. ā€

Mo Lingquan looked at Tang Ziqian with a calm face.

"Senior Brother Mo, Senior Brother Tang, can't you get along well?"

Meng Yanran looked at the two of them helplessly.

"Senior sister, let's go, this kind of waste, the Heavenly Realm is probably his end. ā€

Mo Lingquan didn't look at Tang Ziqian, and staggered past him.

"The surname is Mo, you waste, you stop for me. ā€

Mo Lingquan's move made Tang Ziqian's face flush, and he turned around and shouted loudly.

Seeing Meng Yanran follow Mo Lingquan away, Tang Ziqian was like an angry leopard.

"The surname is Mo, the ancestor will wash your muscles and cut the marrow when he is blind, you are a coward. ā€

Tang Ziqian looked at the backs of Mo Lingquan and Meng Yanran, and roared loudly.

"You're looking for death..."

Mo Lingquan's body was stunned, and Huaiyuan Ancestor used his life and the sword he carried with him to wash his muscles and marrow, which was an eternal pain in his heart, but Tang Ziqian uncovered his scars again and again.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lingquan appeared in front of Tang Ziqian and punched Tang Ziqian in the chest.

"Poof..."

How is Tang Ziqian's opponent now, under one move, he made a judgment.

"How dare you do it inside the door..."

Tang Ziqian spat out a mouthful of blood foam and looked at Mo Lingquan with a shocked expression.

"What about killing you?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Tang Ziqian, who was vomiting blood, with a cold face, and pointed at the sword, and the sword was swallowed by his fingertips.

"Senior Brother Mo, no. ā€

Meng Yanran, who reacted, stood in front of Mo Lingquan.

"Senior sister, get out of the way!"

Mo Lingquan looked at Tang Ziqian behind Meng Yanran with a cold face.

The kindness of his sister gave him a headache.

"Senior Brother Mo, forget it..."

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with a pleading expression.

"Hmph..."

Mo Lingquan snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"You're doing it yourself!"

Meng Yanran sighed.