Sending Yang Wenchang away, Wang Can also got what he wanted, first of all, some information about the Martial Spirit Sect, including the strength of the elders, Mo Yuanji's growth history, and some hidden opportunities of the Martial Spirit Sect.

The largest of these is the Martial Tomb that opened five years later.

The Martial Tomb is the Martial Spirit Sect's Digital Heavenly Realm Sect Master's death, which was formed by fusing his own small world, and later became the burial place of the Martial Spirit Sect's major powerhouses, including many True Knowledge Realm martial artists.

After the death of these strong people, the rules of their own comprehension will be preserved by the formation in this martial tomb, and then left to the descendants of the Martial Spirit Sect to comprehend, and almost every sect master has entered the realm of true knowledge in it, thus laying the foundation of the heavens.

"This should be for Mo Yuanji. Wang Can thought about it slightly in his heart, and suddenly understood, Mo Yuanji accumulated a lot of money, and after stepping into the Fountain of Life, after five years of calmness, he must have stabilized the realm, so the next step is to let Mo Yuanji set foot in the realm of true knowledge through the martial tomb of the Martial Spirit Sect, and completely become the backbone of the Martial Spirit Sect.

But since Wang Can knows, how can he miss such a good thing?

Of course, judging from his current situation, the location of this martial tomb must not have his share, and it is impossible for him to see it even when it is opened.

But what is the chance?

That's something to rob.

Wang Can pursed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then his body sank into the dark room, burrowing into the warm and comfortable bed.

......

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye, which could be regarded as a short moment for the long-lived Lifespring Realm, but Wang Can was only in his forties now, and this half a year was not a short time.

When it comes to progress, it is almost none, even with Xiao Yuan's luck, but Wang Can can still make a little progress on the comprehension of the true meaning of martial arts.

It's just that I have comprehended three percent of the hot true meaning, and it is better to talk than nothing.

However, what is surprising is that in the past six months, Wang Can has been constantly polishing the Great Sun Holy Body, and by chance, he has condensed the fourth layer.

At this moment, his body is extremely strong, coupled with the blessing of the Burning Sun Yuan Force and the true intent of the martial arts, Wang Can is sure to fight against the Destiny Spring martial artist who has comprehended the true meaning of the Sixty Percent, if you count the Burning Destiny Spring, he can even compare with the martial artist at the peak of the Destiny Spring Realm.

"Master, there's news over there, asking you to go to the West Wilderness City to report on your work after a while. "Bottled at this moment is already in the spirit realm, her talent is not bad, plus some of Wang Can's resources, in just half a year, she is already a spirit triple layer, at this moment, after half a year of testing, she can be regarded as a complete confidant of Wang Can.

"Report on the work of the West Wilderness City?" frowned slightly, the West Wilderness City was a little far away from the Martial Spirit Sect, and it was tiring to travel all the way, and it was inevitable that there would be accidents, but this report was an obligation that he had to fulfill as a disciple of the Sun God Sect, and he wanted to honestly report the changes of the Martial Spirit Sect during this period to the stronghold of the Sun God Sect in the West Wilderness City, and hand it over to the foreign affairs elders and some people in power there to deal with.

These involve some secrets, which are naturally not easy to convey in the field of communication, so you can only go there in person.

"Got it, you don't care about these things, let's go make something to eat first, I'm a little hungry. ”

Wang Can sent away the bottle in front of him and fell into deep thought.

In the past half a year, there has been no movement in the Martial Spirit Sect at all, and no one has even come to provoke him, even Mo Yuanchen's kind of waste seems to have completely disappeared.

It stands to reason that Wang Can should be happy to spend such a peaceful time, but now, he always feels that something is wrong, because this calm is a little abnormal.

He vaguely felt that Wu Lingzong would definitely not let him go to the West Wilderness City to report on his work smoothly, because with the relationship between Wang Can and Wu Lingzong, he would definitely not say good things, and sowing discord would likely lead to the Sun God Sect's disgust here.

Of course, this is Wang Can's idea of guessing the Martial Spirit Sect, although he doesn't know if it's right or not, but it shouldn't be wrong.

"The calmer it is, the more dangerous it is. In Wang Can's view, this calm is the calm before the storm, to paralyze him, to make him relax, and then to give him a thunderous blow at a critical moment.

"It is impossible for the elders of the Martial Spirit Sect to make a move, Yang Wenchang was defeated by me, let them see my strength clearly, and it is impossible for the other true legends to rashly do it to me, then the Martial Spirit Sect is sure, or they are confident that they can defeat me, and even the only one who killed me should be Mo Yuanji. ”

The corners of Wang Can's eyebrows furrowed, and at the same time he sneered and thought:

"It's really a good calculation, after Yang Wenchang's failure, part of my strength was exposed, Wu Lingzong will not easily let Mo Yuanji do it if he can't stabilize my strength, he must have doubted the authenticity of the news they got, and used the strength of the past half a year to inquire everywhere, especially the group of people who came out of the Endless Sea, and found out my hole cards from their mouths.

Then the integration was handed over to Mo Yuanji, so that Mo Yuanji could find an excuse to compete with me again, and then I was severely humiliated by him, and finally achieved Mo Yuanji's supreme position, laying the foundation for him to set foot in the Martial Spirit Sect Master in the future.

One ring after another, it's really good, could it be that they think that this Mo Yuanji has eaten me?"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Can felt that he had grasped the death path of the Martial Spirit Sect, and at the same time, he also thought that the time for Mo Yuanji to find a reason was approaching, and it must be before he Wang Can went to the Western Wilderness City to report on his work.

They will ask Mo Yuanji to beat Wang Can to at least half of the crippled and go to the Western Wilderness City, and then seal it in this small courtyard and become the mascot of the Martial Spirit Sect.

But...... If you want me to be unlucky, are you ready to pay the price?

After a moment of silence, Wang Can smiled lightly, others don't know, but he has Yang Wenchang's internal response, as long as he gets Mo Yuanji's plan in advance, then he can be sure to play with this opponent.

Of course, the final result will definitely be the two of them walking to the ring, which is impossible to change, but it is quite interesting to create a little fun for each other in the early stage.

"Master, the dish is ready. With the sound of a crisp porcelain bowl on the table, the bottle stood outside the door very obediently, looking at Wang Can crisply, wearing the clean kitchen clothes that had just been changed, standing at the door pretty, with a touch of shyness on her face.

Half a year is enough for a specially cultivated stunner like Bottler to know Wang Can's fetish.

"Well, yes, good food. Wang Can smiled lightly, pulled the bottle with his slender hand and didn't know where to put it, and then enjoyed the warm touch, and then said: "I will inform the West Wilderness City later, and say that I will go there in half a month to report on my work, let them keep a good place, prepare a banquet, and I will go over to eat." ”

Half a month is the time that Wang Can deliberately left for Mo Yuanji to react, he wants to see if he hasn't seen him for half a year, how far has this son of luck who has cultivated has come, has he begun to pout his ass and be arrogant everywhere!?

Hum!

Mok Yuanji...... This is a good opportunity, a good opportunity for Yang Wenchang to die hard.

Wang Can chewed the final meal, picked up the sake in his hand, handed it to his lips and sipped it slightly, his eyes narrowed, and a fine light swept through.