In the early morning, the sun rises eastward, passing through the hazy mist and sprinkling fine sunlight.

Ten people were standing outside the temple of Refining.

Among them, nine of them are inner disciples, all of whom are the top ten in this competition, and one is the Great Deacon Gao Tuo.

Although the Ten Elders were on the surface responsible for this competition, Gao Tuo still needs to take over the specific matters.

Zhan Wuque was the last one to arrive at the Refining Temple.

Some people showed impatientness in their eyes, but didn't say anything.

Because of calculating the time, Zhan Wuque was not late.

Speaking of which, they probably came one step earlier.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's go in."

The deacon looked at the ten people and nodded slightly, then raised his hand slightly, and the door of the Refining Temple slowly opened.

This temple of Refining is halfway up the mountainside of the main peak, facing the east, facing the sky, facing the sky, and the facade is shining with inexplicable light.

"Crack!"

The gate made a series of loud noises.

The gate of the Refining Temple is dark black and made of unknown refining materials. It looks very thick and weighs thousands of pounds, and the opening speed is very slow.

Finally, the door opened wide and a figure walked out.

This is a tall and thin old man with white hair and green robe. At first glance, it looks like a bamboo pole.

His hands were extremely thick, with a long sword on his back, with long beards floating, and his eyes were extremely sharp. When he looked over, his disciples' hearts tightened, and even chills came from his body.

This person is the master of the Refining Temple, Wan Ruhai!

Behind Wan Ruhai, eight young warriors came out one after another, standing respectfully beside him.

Wan Ruhai stood in front of the door, glanced at everyone, then fell on the great deacon Gao Tuo, with a smile in his eyes, "Deacon Gao is really punctual."

"Where is there to bother Lord Wan again," Gao Tuo responded politely.

Wan Ruhai is like him, both at the level of martial spirit, and with the other party's identity as the Lord of the Refining Temple, even he should be careful.

"It's easy to say," Wan Ruhai withdrew his gaze and looked at the ten inner disciples.

"I am Wan Ruhai, the master of the Refining Temple. This is the first time you have come to the Refining Temple and the first time you have heard my name," Wan Ruhai said aloud.

"Only inner disciples have the most basic qualifications to enter the temple!"

"Because, this is the important place of my Guiyi Jian Sect, and the sleeping place of the three sect masters of all dynasties!"

"In the Temple of Refining God, you can sharpen yourself through the pressure in the temple and enhance your soul power!"

Wan Ruhai began to explain the origin of the Temple of Refining.

It turns out that there are five generations of sect leaders in the Refining Temple.

The first generation of sect leader, the founding sect leader, never came back after going out and disappeared.

The fifth generation of sect leader is the current sect leader.

The three generations of sect leaders fell for various reasons.

In this temple of refining, there are martial arts experiences left by five sect masters.

If you understand something, it will be of great help to break through to the Martial Master in the future.

Zhan Wuque naturally looked down on the martial arts experience of Wu Zun. What he wanted was to borrow the pressure of the Temple of Refining to help him condense his remaining soul.

His God of War's soul is not only incomplete, but also in a fragmented state with many cracks.

Since his rebirth, he has been trying to repair it, but he can only restore a small part of his soul power, and the results are not very good.

Borrowing the pressure of the Temple of Refining may restore a little cracks in his soul.

This is his real purpose in refining the temple.

"District Master, you just said that the strength of the soul will affect the speed of our martial arts practice?"

Hua Biao asked respectfully, with questions in his eyes.

The others also started to listen.

"Of course." Wan Ruhai nodded.

"You don't know yet. Lord Wan is a sixth-grade formation master. On weekdays, the maintenance of the sect's formation is completed by Lord Wan."

The deacon smiled.

"Sixth-grade formation master!!"

Everyone was shocked.

Another identity of Lord Wan’s Palace is actually a more noble formation master than alchemist and weapon refiner!

And he is also a sixth-grade formation master!

This can already be called the formation master!

No matter where you are, in any force, even the Holy Land Dynasty, you will receive respectful treatment.

Wan Ruhai waved his hand slightly, "Actually, it's nothing. My level among the sixth-grade formation masters can only be considered mediocre."

"That is placed among the sixth-grade formation masters. In our opinion, you are the mountain we need to look up at," Tang Ying said respectfully, his eyes full of admiration and awe.

Everyone nodded secretly, feeling that what Tang Ying said was reasonable.

The sixth-grade formation master is only Wan Ruhai in the huge Guiyi Sword Sect, which shows that it is scarce.

Wan Ruhai nodded, "If you don't talk about these, I will tell you about the relationship between soul power and martial arts."

"You have just ascended from the outer sect to the inner sect. Most of you are at the peak of King Wu, and you are half a step away from King Wu. You must have been trapped here for a while."

"The Palace Master is really wise. I have been trapped at the peak of King Wu for three months!"

Tang Ying said respectfully.

"I've been trapped in the Half Step Martial Emperor for almost three months," Hua Biao sighed.

When the rest of the people heard this, they sighed, and their implications were almost the same as those of the two, and they were trapped in the current state.

Wan Ruhai's face remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.

"This is what I want to say next," Wan Ruhai coughed, cleared his throat, and then began to say,

"A warrior practices a martial artist, starting from a martial artist, to a martial artist, a great martial artist, a martial king, a martial emperor, a martial emperor, a martial spirit, a martial master, and even higher."

"Among them, if a warrior breaks through the Martial King, he can fly in the air, transmit divine thoughts and breaks through the Martial Emperor. His divine thoughts are enough to control objects, break through the Martial Spirit, control the power of heaven and earth, break through the Martial Lord, and understand the general trend of heaven and earth. Have you discovered any rules in this?"

Everyone was silent.

Hua Biao looked up and said uncertainly, "Is it related to divine thoughts?"

He didn't understand what Wan Ruhai said just now, but he thought of the divine thoughts that Wan Ruhai had mentioned before, so he asked this question.

"No," Wan Ruhai nodded.

"The transmission of the divine thoughts of King Wu and the divine thoughts of Emperor Wu's sword control are all directly related to the divine thoughts, so there is no need to say more."

"Wu Ling, the power of heaven and earth is the power of the soul. The same is true for the Wu Zun, the power of heaven and earth also needs to be understood by the soul."

"Not only that, the Wuzong, Wu Emperor, and even the Wu Sheng and the Gods behind Wu Zun are all related to soul power."

"The stronger the soul power, the smoother the road to martial arts. On the contrary, if the soul power cannot keep up, the martial arts realm will stop here."

Everyone looked shocked, and never expected to get such amazing news.

Before this, they had never thought that soul power had such a great relationship with the martial arts realm.

Zhan Wuque's eyes were filled with a little admiration.

He had known this for a long time.

But I didn't expect that a sixth-grade formation master could see so thoroughly.

Everyone was talking and couldn't help but whisper.
Chapter completed!