Gou until the end has everything!

Chapter 225 Yun Ling
Li Mo was taken aback for a moment, and took out the marks of ten different martial arts gyms from his hand, no wonder there is a trace of spiritual power in these things.

It turned out that this was the Tiger Talisman Lan Mu used to mobilize troops.

Bai Qiushui said with an aggrieved look on his face: "You brat, you really dared to hit me. I regret it now. Give me back Lan Mu's military power!"

Li Mo chuckled, and stuffed the logos of the ten martial arts halls into his clothes, "Master Bai, this is the punch I learned from your Earth-Splitting Fist. I can thank you for this punch."

Bai Qiushui didn't continue to ask for the tiger talisman, he waved his arms and said, "It's all gone, is it fun to see me being beaten, do you want me to disguise myself tomorrow and go to the street to fight with you?"

The people around laughed and dispersed, Bai Qiushui could really do this.

As the head of a shepherd, Bai Qiushui is notoriously narrow-minded.

There was a time when Bai Qiushui promulgated a new policy, and some good-for-nothing people talked about it on the street. On the same day, Bai Qiushui dressed up and beat up these guys one by one on the street.

Even one of them was beaten downstairs at home.

The reputation of Bai Qiushui as a grudge has been spread all over the place.

The venue that was originally surrounded by water was completely dispersed in an instant.

Everyone in the Bacheng team approached Li Mo, Ye Tianchen said softly: "Brother Mo, does this count as Lan Mu's success?"

Li Mo nodded, clasped his fists at He Dingzhong and said, "Senior's martial artist realm seems to be higher than Dingjun's, and there seems to be a trace of restraint in his strength. I don't know if senior was injured, or did he let me in on purpose?"

He Dingzhong glanced at Li Mo meaningfully, and said softly: "There is a hidden wound, the hidden wound left by the Ding army forcibly breaking through to help Qiushui stop the people in the Holy Land."

Bai Qiushui's body trembled. He had indeed made a name for himself in the Earth-Shattering War.

But Bai Qiushui has always been doubtful, his combat power that day was already close to the seventh round realm.

The existence of this kind of strength, logically speaking, should not exist in the war on the border of Jiumu Kingdom.

If all the seven rounds participated in the battle, the damage to the environment and ordinary people would be immeasurable.

Therefore, there is an agreement between the holy lands that those above the seven rounds can only seal their own attacks and hand them over to future generations for safekeeping, and they must not release them voluntarily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Cao Wenyi heard his teeth itch, since Li Mo's rise, it is not uncommon for them to be attacked by these seven rounds.

Ye Tianchen asked curiously: "Senior Crane, according to what you said, martial artists still have a realm above Dingjun? It's the same as a superpower who has reached the Nine Wheels Realm. Is there still a way to go after that?"

He Dingzhong squinted his eyes and said: "The practice of a martial artist is actually a kind of tempering of the body. As early as a thousand years ago, there were people who had achieved great martial arts, who could kill people thousands of miles away without leaving a trace."

"Comparatively speaking, it is very easy for a martial artist to have an indelible impact on his body when laying the foundation. This kind of damage is irreversible."

"The old man was born in a family of martial arts back then, and his foundation is solid, which is beyond what you can imagine."

Bai Qiushui frowned and said, "Could it be that Xingyi boxing?"

He Dingzhong smiled and said: "Warrior masters are not like superpowers. They always treasure themselves. Our martial masters have always had good things, and we will promote them."

Hu Jiaer's eyes lit up and said: "I understand, the rapid growth of Martial Master Lan Mu in the past few years is directly related to Grandpa He's boxing skills!"

He Dingzhong rubbed his back with a smile and said, "It's a little bit related. In general, I still have to thank Yuanjiang Mu for his dedication. The war there should be quite tragic."

Li Mo nodded. Since he joined the war, people around him have been passing away one by one.

Li Mo asked curiously: "Senior Crane, can you tell us about the realm after the martial artist has established an army?"

Bai Qiushui sighed and said, "Are you willing to trade your longevity for your strength?"

Li Mo and the others were stunned. The realm of setting an army actually needs to consume lifespan?
"It's not that exaggerated, it's just that the martial artist breaks the way of the Dingjun, not like a superpower who pushes the boat along." He Dingzhong's eyes showed a trace of yearning:
"The Holy Land has medicines that can heal physical injuries. It is too difficult for our outside martial artists to break through the fixed army."

Hu Jiaer said softly: "Why are these guys in Holy Land so bad? They occupy all resources, but they just don't do good things?"

He Dingzhong shook his head and said: "The battle in the Holy Land is actually more tragic than ours."

"Ordinary people have ordinary people's battles, and the enemies of the Holy Land are far more tragic than we imagined."

There was a hint of yearning in He Dingzhong's eyes and he said: "Actually, the old man went to the Holy Land for a short time, and it can be said responsibly that the battle in the Holy Land has surpassed our understanding."

"They're the ones protecting the world."

"As for those of us, they are actually waiting for the emergence of the strong."

"That's why there is a certain degree of limited fighting."

"It's always peaceful, that's what the Holy Land doesn't want to see."

"Do you raise cups?" Cao Wenyi whispered, "When I was young, in order to win other people's crickets, I would raise a hundred of them at once, and then let them fight each other. The one that survived at the end is the strongest."

"No!" He Dingzhong shook his head firmly, "They are protecting our civilization, and each country has its own way of protecting its own civilization."

"It's just that the number of these people is limited, so they are eager for our world to get out of the strong and integrate into them."

"Even if we don't have strong people born, they will still choose to protect us, this is because of the inheritance of Jiumu civilization."

Li Mo said softly: "Senior Crane, what have you gained in the Holy Land?"

"Stronger foundation!"

He Dingzhong said excitedly: "There is a medicine in the Holy Land, which can help people greatly increase the carrying capacity of the body."

"The realm after the army is settled, people in the Holy Land call this realm Yunling."

"The spirit of rhyme and five elements."

"The heart governs fire, the lungs govern metal, the spleen governs wood, the stomach governs soil, and the kidney governs water. The five internal organs correspond to the five elements. Through the internal force of the body, the elements of the five elements in the air are forced into the body."

"Only Dingjun can feel the five elements in the surrounding air, and if you can create a spirit, you can enter the stage of cultivating the spirit."

"A strong man who raises five spirits is much stronger than a strong man who raises a single spirit, and they also consume more resources. It is difficult for the outside world to have a strong man with five spirits."

Li Mo nodded and said, "What kind of injury did Senior He suffer?"

He Dingzhong showed embarrassment and said: "Forcibly forcing Yunling back then, I accidentally injured my lungs, and I suffered from a perennial cough."

Li Mo could clearly hear the lack of self-confidence in He Dingzhong's tone, so he didn't pursue it on the surface, and continued:

"Senior Crane, can you continue to participate in the battle?"

(End of this chapter)