The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Bai Ling waved his demon power.

Suddenly, the turbid water flow around him settled down and became clear.

Looking at the deep pit left by Tianmen, there was a rare aura of anxiety between his eyebrows.

"Tianmen actually..." Hua Yue also showed a solemn expression on the side.

"It seems that there is no hope at all here." Wei He said softly.

For Xu Hai, he actually never had much hope.

His goal has always been to master spiritual power and make himself go further. Then find the whereabouts of the master sister.

Now both goals have been achieved.

As for the suffocation layer where the Tianmen is located, there is no substantial evidence to prove that the master sister must have entered there.

In addition, there is one most critical point.

That is, his flesh and blood martial arts can already see hope, one day in the future, he can break through the realm and approach that level step by step. Enter the suffocation layer on your own.

So, now the door has exploded, but he still has hope.

"If that's the case, then I won't be with you." Wei He shook his head slightly and turned around to leave.

"Please wait a moment." Hua Yue suddenly said.

"What's the matter?" Wei He turned around and asked.

"Nowadays, the general situation is changing, and the virtual fog is gradually retreating. As far as I know, Mr. Wei He, a large part of your strength is relying on transforming the virtual fog to maintain your own powerful strength, right?" Huayue obviously does not Like a mindless white antelope.

Before coming, she obviously had done a careful investigation of Wei He long ago.

"Yes. Then? What do you want to say?" Wei He frowned.

"In other words, the change of the virtual fog is also related to your own strength, Mr. Wei. This is not just a major event for my monster race." Hua Yue continued.

She looked at Wei He, her eyes clear and sincere. "Since Mr. Wei can work out a method to transform the rest of the energy and turn it into his own qi, I must wait for me in the future, and there may also be opportunities for mutual cooperation."

She obviously fell in love with Wei He's powerful research ability.

Void mist seems to be gradually weakening is a general trend. If there is no other way in the future, maybe you can only try to transform other energy as a source of supplementary demon power.

"Then, leave a contact information." Wei He nodded.

He also took a fancy to the powerful network of demon kings and the huge experience accumulated over so many years.

Hua Yue took off a golden ring hanging from the scepter and threw it to Wei He.

Then he looked at Bai Ling.

Bai Ling said coldly: "My token can be used repeatedly."

Wei He took out the token from his sleeve, and the crack on it had been automatically repaired.

He thought for a while, in the Zhenwu system, there really isn't any way to communicate remotely.

In the Age of True Qi, there are also star formations that can communicate from a distance. But now it's the era of vain fog, and he doesn't know how to build star arrays, so he really doesn't know what to do.

"If you want to find me, just go to Yuanyue, go to the Yin and Yang map of the Great Moon Emperor's Mausoleum, and leave a message. I will check it there every now and then."

"I live near Luling City," Bai Ling replied.

"My golden ring can be positioned in both directions. As long as you don't shield it." Huayue looked at Wei He. It was obvious that at this time her golden ring had been completely sealed by Wei He with Zhenjin.

She couldn't sense it either.

"So, what are the next two people going to do?"

"Go up first, then speak." Bai Ling said.

The Tianmen disappeared, and the other two doors were not where they wanted to go. So the value is not great.

Now I can only find another way.

"I will return to Luling for scuba repair," Bai Ling replied.

"I also intend to return to January." Wei He came to Linzhou and his party this time, and did everything that should be done.

The next step is to strengthen the spiritual power and complete the flesh and blood of the whole body. He has a premonition that when his body is completely fleshed and blooded, it is the day he stepped into the realm of the master.

"Jan Yue?" Hua Yue glanced at Wei He. "If this is the case, then... in the future, maybe I will go to January to visit Mr. Wei. Until then, I will stay in Shouyue."

Wei He nodded slightly, stopped talking nonsense, turned and headed upstream quickly.

Next comes the trouble of the monster race, the virtual fog degenerates, and everything faced by the monsters is the same as that of Zhenwu back then.

Recall now that Modo and Yuanduzi, perhaps like the two demon kings of Bailing Huayue, discovered the signs of the deterioration of true energy very early.

So start various layouts.

Everything in the past, as if repetitive, began to repeat itself on the side of the demon.

Wei He suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He speeds up, like a sharp arrow, flying towards the water.

This time I went back and I wholeheartedly practiced in seclusion...

The best thing is to let the flesh and blood martial arts completely replace their own true blood before the virtual fog degenerates.

Only in this way can we obtain super-strong adaptability and evolution ability without relying on the special energy of the outside world.

After the mist degraded, he had to look for a new way of replenishing energy.

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May, 1848 in the Gregorian calendar.

In the first month of the month, the land was swayed and turbulent.

The flood disaster has just passed. The warlord Haizhou Zhang Hong, because of the signing of the Haiming Treaty with Xilin, used various types of mineral resources in Haizhou as collateral in exchange for military support.

But it was condemned by various places in January.

Many newspapers and magazines reported this important event.

For a time, students from various schools all marched to protest against Zhang Hong's traitorous behavior.

Although the first month is split, in everyone's minds, here is still a whole country, but it is temporarily divided into many warlords in power.

The National Government, which was temporarily formed many years ago, had a short period of time, but it still allowed all the people of Yuanyue to recognize their national identity from the bottom of their hearts.

It is this sense of belonging that makes everyone extremely disgusted with Zhang Hong's arbitrary behavior of selling the resources of the first month.

In this context.

Wei He quietly returned from Linzhou.

The demons are overwhelmed and are already frantically looking for various ways to delay the degradation of the virtual fog.

On the contrary, it was the first month that had already experienced this scene, as if it was broken and then stood up.

Without demons, without warriors, only ordinary people are in charge of everything.

The students gradually had more awakenings under the constantly impacting foreign thoughts.

Various associations, societies, and underground organizations emerge in endlessly.

People have learned to use various methods to fight for more for their power and the safety of their lives and property.

And without the secret influence of the demon forces, the foreign forces also began to quietly lurch everywhere in the first month.

They each supported the warlord they fancy, and tried to invest in advance to reap the greatest return on the land of the coming January.

In such a situation where the Minzhi was first opened, Wei He did not return to the Wei Mansion, but found another place to live.

He didn't reveal his identity, just after observing the situation of future generations, Liu Chengxi and others, he found a place to hide alone.

Now that the road of flesh and blood martial arts has not been completed, he needs to improve this road as soon as possible before the virtual fog degenerates.

Otherwise, the fog will degenerate, and he will have to face the dilemma of insufficient energy supplement.

Therefore, he does not plan to show up in public to avoid being disturbed by chores.

Although Xuanmiaozong was rebuilt, the main purpose was to live in seclusion, and most of the members in it were ordinary people who wanted to live and work in peace after the revenge.

Their only remaining role is to monitor the monsters in the whitelist, just in case.

The road to martial arts cannot be taught at will because it has not been completed.

Therefore, Wei He didn't plan to show up before completely perfecting his own path.

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers!"

"A large-scale demonstration broke out in Qingxi, Haizhou. Students from thirteen universities in the southwest jointly submitted a petition requesting the Haizhou government to re-enact the Haiming Treaty!"

Inside a small city in Dongzhou.

On a peaceful street early in the morning, a dozen newsboys waved the newspaper and yelled loudly.

"Give me a copy."

A tall and burly black-clothed man stretched out his hand to give out two coins, and took a newspaper from the hands of a small gray newspaper boy.

The light yellow newspaper is divided into many tofu pieces, large and small.

The largest column above is about the content of student demonstrations.

Then the following is about the various measures of the Dongzhou government, benefiting the people, and foreign policy.

At the bottom is the entertainment news. The actress is suspected of having an affair with the actor.

Tickets for the new night song and dance troupe are on sale. There was a murder case in a certain place, and so on.

In just a few years, Wei He seemed to feel that without the suppression of the demons, the entire January Moon seemed to be gradually recovering, full of new vitality.

Look at the black and white photos in the newspaper.

Wei He rolled it up, threw it into the trash cart on the side, and turned away.

Now, it is no longer his era...

It is better to go back to practice spiritual power and complete the physical transformation of flesh and blood martial arts as soon as possible.

He can already imagine the spiritual practice. This will be an extremely long process.

Time flies quickly.

Wei He completely entered a state of retreat and practice. Don't ask about world affairs.

Because of the existence of the transformation organization, as long as the virtual fog is still there, he can continuously supply his own needs and supply the energy needed by the flesh and blood martial arts.

Then a little bit of food is enough to support the state of spiritual practice.

In this situation, Wei He completely ignored the changes in the outside world.

And Yuanyue Dadi did not have any other influence because of his retreat.

The student demonstrations were fruitless, and a larger demonstration was formed.

But it was finally suppressed by the warlord Zhang Hong.

The warlords, after enduring for a long time and determined that Wei Hezhen no longer appeared, finally gradually forgot the original fear. With the support of foreign forces again, the struggle for the supreme authority of this land began.

The war broke out again.

The melee, civil war, fifteen years, the land of the first month of the month was smashed with blood, and the gunpowder was everywhere.

After confirming that the Xuanmiao Sect was truly hidden from the world, he didn't care about anything.

The warlords finally let go of their hands completely.

Foreign forces have also begun to enter unscrupulously, trying to obtain more benefits.

Janyue, who lags far behind on guns, gradually fell into a dilemma of being invaded and oppressed by external forces.

Year after year, struggle and aggression, resistance and massacre, without the suppression of extraordinary power, ordinary people burst out with unimaginable will and power.

With the development of increasingly developed guns and thermal weapons, the role of warriors has become smaller and smaller, and they have gradually begun to withdraw from the stage of history.

The martial arts who have been training hard for many years can only reach the second level at the highest level. It is not as good as a new recruit who has been training for several months with a gun and sweeping.

Such a gap in contrast makes people willing to learn martial arts more and more rare.

Wei Heyixin practiced in Dongzhou retreat.

Except for occasional visits to nearby towns in exchange for supplies and spices. Everything else is hidden in the mountains.

He clearly felt that his spiritual power continued to grow day by day under the painstaking practice.

Peaceful, stable, no lag, no bottleneck.

The growth of spiritual power has also led to a higher and higher percentage of flesh and blood.

From one ten thousandth, to one thousandth, to one hundredth.

Then ten percent, twenty percent.

Thirty percent, forty, fifty...

Wei He thought that he could cultivate spiritual power in one breath, until his body was completely fleshed and blooded.

Until one day suddenly, heaven and earth, world, and space shook slightly.

It seems that something special has disappeared.

In the deep mountains of Dongzhou, inside an unnamed Taoist temple.

In the hall, Wei He was wearing a black robe, slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh.

The virtual fog finally disappeared...