Uncle Li glanced at Ling Zhao sympathetically: "The Qingshui Secret Realm is opened once every three years, and it can be regarded as a kind of competition between the major main cities. ”

There are ten main cities in the Nine Heavens Continent, and the main city where the Huayang Sect where the original owner was located before was Songqing City.

Ling Zhao nodded and motioned for Uncle Li to continue.

Uncle Li: "But every time our Mocheng is at the bottom, do you know why?" ”

Ling Zhao shook his head cooperatively: "I don't know." ”

"That's because except for the city lord, none of us in Mocheng have the talent of spiritual cultivation, and most of them are ordinary people who can't cultivate spiritually."

"Mocheng can squeeze into the top ten main cities, or it depends on our city lord to support it."

Uncle Li said that Mocheng was established by Mo Yun single-handedly, and it was not one of the top ten main cities at first, but when Mo Yun participated in the Qingshui Secret Realm for the first time, others did not know Mo Yun's strength.

It was this contempt that made them crushed by the inability to resist.

There have also been people who don't look down on Mo Yun, and they have come to provoke again and again, but there is no doubt that they are all defeated. Later, Mo Yun's strength was rumored to be more and more evil, and Mo Cheng also successfully became one of the top ten main cities.

But later, since the first time in the Qingshui Secret Realm, Mo Yun was not allowed to participate.

"Then why doesn't Mocheng accept some strong people?" Ling Zhao was puzzled.

Like the Huayang Sect, in addition to some of their own family members, they will accept some named elders, so that when the Huayang Sect encounters something, someone will help.

Most of the sect academies should accept it.

There are also nine other main cities, all of which have some permanent forces.

Uncle Li's Mocheng is nothing.

Uncle Li "harmed": "It's enough for us to have a city lord in Mocheng." ”

Ling Zhao blinked his eyes: "Then I have another question, that is, every time you go to the Qingshui Secret Realm, do you catch a random person to participate?" So why not pay a lot of money to hire someone who is a little more powerful? ”

When Uncle Li heard this, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Our city lord doesn't care about that, he hates trouble, if it weren't for the stipulation that every main city should send people to participate in the Qingshui Secret Realm, our city lord wouldn't be engaged in these things." ”

"Don't be afraid even if you let you go, they will give you a jade plaque when the time comes, after you go in, find a person to hide, wait for a tea or two teas, just crush the jade plaque and pass it back."

Ling Zhao: "...... this?" ”

"Okay, you have a good rest these days, I still have to go to work first, don't worry about your face and throat, I'll treat you when your body is well."

Uncle Li said, waved his hand and went out.

Ling Zhao sighed, lay down again, and couldn't sleep, so he simply studied the aura.

After a few more days, Ling Zhao was finally allowed to go out, and his injuries were almost healed.

Mo Yun hasn't been seen since that day.

However, Ling Zhao happened to hear the person who took care of her say that Uncle Li was mainly cultivating spiritual power, so he remembered what the old man had said, and the old man said that his spiritual power was very strong.

Ling Zhao went to find Uncle Li.

At that time, Uncle Li had just failed to practice a furnace of elixir.

When he saw Ling Zhao, he wiped a handful of ashes from his face: "What's the matter, girl, is there something wrong with me?" ”

Ling Zhao didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Uncle Li knows that I can't cultivate my spirit, someone said that my mental strength is quite good, and I heard that Uncle Li's mental strength is not bad, so I want to come and study." ”