Just as Mo Heng expected, he learned it in two days and reached the level of success in ten days! There is no bottleneck at all, it seems that the results have been achieved long ago...
Mofu.
Mo Yunzhi stood in the huge martial arts arena.
At his feet, seventy young disciples from Mo Mansion were talking and joking with each other.
Among them are warriors in the Pulse Condensation Realm;
There are also a small number of people whose cultivation has reached the realm of transcendence;
There are even three people with auras that are obviously far beyond ordinary people and seem unfathomable.
But no matter how powerful those three people are, the reason why they are here is the same as everyone else, for the martial arts conference!
"quiet!"
Looking at the noisy Mo disciples at his feet on the martial arts field, Mo Yunzhi suddenly raised his voice and scolded.
Suddenly a powerful sound resounded above the entire martial arts arena.
The crowd suddenly became quiet.
"Everyone should know that the Mo clan was established in Beilu for thousands of years!"
"But in the same way...the Land of Rise and Beilu, as famous as our Mo clan, are the Lin family and the Yuyang family!"
"As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Our three major families have been fighting secretly for countless years. But unfortunately... no one can do anything to anyone and become the first family in Beilu Realm!"
"The three-legged alliance seems to have become a destiny!"
Speaking of this, Mo Yunzhi's tone was obviously a little lonely. But then, his voice became louder again, and his face was filled with endless fighting spirit!
"The Martial Arts Conference is the pinnacle event for the younger generation of Beilu Realm. It will determine the true geniuses of Beilu Realm in this era!"
"I don't want the name of genius to fall on the Lin family or the Yuyang family! So I want you to win the title of martial arts conference!"
"Do you... have confidence!?"
"have!"
Mo Yunzhi just finished speaking.
Suddenly, shouts like a tsunami rang out from the martial arts field. Every disciple of the Mo clan looked confident!
"very good!"
Looking at the crowd at his feet, Mo Yunzhi nodded with satisfaction and said: "Let's set off and go to...Kuya Ridge!"
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Kuya Ridge.
Beilu is a mountainous hinterland with four seasons.
At this moment, Shanmu was sitting in a pavilion. In his arms, two charming women with revealing clothes, most of their clothes had been removed from their chests, were looking at him coyly.
There was a blush on his face, which seemed to be the feeling of happiness brought about by the ups and downs.
"Master Shanmu...Lin, the people from the Lin family have arrived!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man whose cultivation was not weak and had reached the spirit transformation realm ran into the pavilion from a distance. Seeing such a gorgeous scene in front of him, he paused and then said.
"Go away! Didn't you see that I was busy? Just find someone to receive you!" As he said that, Shanmu carelessly touched the plump part of the woman next to him, with a very satisfied look on his face.
"But... but the leader of the Lin family is Patriarch Lin." The middle-aged man said tremblingly.
"Well? That old guy Lin Yansi came in person?" Shanmu paused slightly, thought for a while, and finally sighed helplessly, "Lead the way, I still have to give Lin Yansi face!"
"yes!"
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"Haha, Old Ghost Lin, what brought you here?"
Outside Kuya Ridge, Shanmu saw a middle-aged man with a few pockmarks on his face and sharp eyebrows, half sitting in the air. The company commander smiled and stepped forward to say hello.
"Hey, Shanmu, you old guy, your arrogance has become more and more serious recently? You have to ask me to find someone to invite you personally before you will come out." Lin Yansi looked at Shanmu and said angrily.
These old antiques who have lived in Beilu for hundreds of years must have known each other for a long time.
"Where, where..."
Shanmu shook his head helplessly, his eyes subconsciously fell on the dozens of young warriors behind Lin Yansi, and said with a smile: "These little guys are sent by your Lin family to participate in the martial arts conference, right?"
He was glanced at by Shan Mu.
Suddenly, the dozens of Lin family warriors shuddered, as if what they saw in front of them was not an ordinary creature, but an ancient ferocious beast hidden deep in the ancient wilderness!
"Yes... these little guys are the outstanding disciples of my Lin family." Looking at the sea of people behind him, Lin Yansi smiled softly.
"Haha, Lin Yansi, you old guy, you are still as shameless as ever, and you are still an outstanding disciple? Damn! Why didn't I see how outstanding they are!"
Just as Lin Yansi finished speaking, a hearty laughter suddenly came from the void in the distance.
I saw a burly man, who seemed to be two meters tall, walking from the void to Shanmu's side with a mocking look on his face.
"Yu Yangfeng?"
When he saw the person coming, Lin Yansi's tone was particularly cold, as if he was going to fight, "What did you say, do you have the ability to say it again?"
"Huh? Threaten me!? Let's talk again! Who's afraid of whom?" Yu Yangfeng said nonchalantly, but he didn't really speak to ridicule those young warriors of the Lin family!
"Okay, just stop saying a few words." Shanmu finally became a good guy for once.
Seeing Shanmu's persuasion, the two simply kept silent.
Time passes little by little.
Following the young warriors from the Lin family and the Yuyang family, they rushed to Kuya Ridge one after another.
In the next few days, more and more young warriors from the Beilu realm arrived from all over.
They are all disciples of major monastic sects. Although their strength is not as good as the three major families, they are better than others! There are dozens of monastic sects, and there are eight young warriors who come to Kuya Ridge to participate in the martial arts conference.
More than a hundred people!
Of course, there is no one who has reached the spirit transformation realm!
After all, the power of the three major families and sects with strong men at the Enlightenment Realm can be said to be weaker by more than one level!
"Huh...is that Kuya Ridge?"
Two days later, Mo Heng followed the Mo tribe's team and came to a warm and mellow mountain hinterland. It was the cold season, but in this mountain range, there was no cold at all!
"Brother Mo Heng, from the look of you, it seems like this is your first time coming to Kuya Ridge, right?" Beside you, a young boy who also belonged to a side branch of the Mo clan couldn't help laughing when he saw his shocked look.
"Yes, it is indeed the first time."
Mo Heng nodded, "The four seasons here are as warm and warm as usual. It's really magical."
"It is indeed magical. When I came here for the first time, I was shocked. Later, when I inquired about it, I found out that there is a magical stone buried under Kuya Ridge, so it is different from other places!"
"Magic stone?"
Mo Heng liked to hear anecdotes, and he immediately became interested.
"It seems that in ancient times, a powerful person discarded a piece of jade after refining the treasure. Of course, it is true or false. It is difficult to say. After all, no one has seen it with his own eyes."
"That's true."
Mo Heng agreed very much with what the other party said. There are countless anecdotes and strange things circulating in Beilu, but how many of them are true? I can count them on my fingers.
Under discussion.
Mo Heng soon saw several men in purple clothes walking out of Kuya Ridge and started talking to Mo Yunzhi and other spiritual transformation monks.
"Then there's Brother Lao Huang."
After a while, Mo Yunzhi smiled at the middle-aged man in front of him, and then told the seventy Mo family disciples behind him, "Someone will arrange for you to stay later. Before the martial arts conference begins, remember not to run around, let alone cause trouble.
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"As you command!"
The disciples of the Mo clan nodded.
After waiting for less than half an hour, Mo Heng was finally led by a man in purple to a place surrounded by thatched cottages.
"This is your residence." The man looked at Mo Heng and said, "When the martial arts conference starts, someone will notify you."
"It's time to work."
Mo Heng nodded and immediately entered the thatched house.
In the simple house, there was only a dusty wooden bed. The conditions were very similar to those of Tianlan Sect, but it was enough. At least Mo Heng would not dislike these.
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Night comes quietly.
Mo Heng was taking a nap in the thatched hut. Suddenly, there was a violent noise outside.
"Well? What happened?"
Walking out of the thatched hut, Mo Heng saw more than ten young warriors gathering together in an open space not far away, divided into two waves, which should be different camps!
"Fuck, what did you just say about our Shuishan Sect?"
In the crowd, a young man yelled at a charming girl opposite him. Beside him, more than a dozen young warriors also looked unkind. Apparently, what the other party said earlier had angered them!
"Huh? Didn't you just hear that? Shuishan Sect is just a mediocre sect, how can it produce good people?" The woman raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully.
"Uncle **, I will fight you, dare to say that my Shuishan Sect is not good! Even if it is not good, it is the sect that trained us. Only I can say, who the hell do you think you are?"
In anger, the young man slapped the girl. The girl was caught off guard, and suddenly there were multiple red handprints on her face, which looked particularly eye-catching!
"You...you dare to hit me?"
The girl seemed to be stunned, with a look of panic on her face, as if she had encountered something incredible, but then, the boy slapped her again, "Damn it, why did I hit you?"
While beating and scolding, several young men beside the woman seemed to want to intervene, but they froze in place when they saw that the other party was outnumbered.
I fought for a long time.
The young man seemed to feel his hands were a little tired and sore. He looked at the girl in front of him who started to cry and sighed, "I admit, Shuishan Sect is not good...it is not as good as your Haoxin Sect, let alone the three major families!"
"But so what?"
"Everything I have now was given by the Shuishan Sect. In the sect, I was bullied by others and scolded by the elders. I would also get angry, but that is where I live. I can speak, but I am not allowed
You insult it!"
far away.
Mo Heng listened to the young man's words and put on a thoughtful expression.
yes…
No matter how bad the former sect was, it was still the place where I lived.
Just like Tianlan Sect, although it has been destroyed long ago, Mo Heng has no idea of joining other sects. Because only the old Jiu Tu... is his destination!