Bai Ling waved his hand and waved away a wave of demonic power.
Suddenly, the turbid water around them settled down and became clear.
Looking at the deep pit left by Tianmen, there was a rare trace of anxiety in his brows.
"Tianmen actually..." Hua Yue looked solemn on the side.
"It seems that there is absolutely no hope here." Wei He said softly.
He actually never had high hopes for Xu Hai.
His purpose has always been to master spiritual power, take himself one step further, and then find the whereabouts of his senior sister.
Now both goals have been achieved.
As for the suffocating layer where Tianmen is located, there is no substantial evidence to prove that the senior sister must have entered there.
In addition, there is another most critical point.
That is, he can already see hope in his flesh and blood martial arts. Sooner or later in the future, he will be able to break through the realm and approach that level step by step. Enter the suffocation level by himself.
So, now the door is blown, but he still has hope.
"If that's the case, then I won't accompany you." Wei He shook his head slightly and turned to leave.
"Please wait a moment." Hua Yue suddenly said.
"What's the matter?" Wei He turned around and asked.
"Now that the general situation has changed, the virtual mist is gradually retreating. As far as I know, Mr. Wei He, a large part of your strength relies on transforming the virtual mist to maintain your strong strength, right?" Hua Yue was obviously dissatisfied.
Like a mindless white antelope.
Before coming here, she had obviously conducted a careful investigation on Wei He.
"Not bad. What next? What do you want to say?" Wei He frowned.
"In other words, the changes in the virtual mist are also related to your own strength, Mr. Wei. This is not just a major event for our demon clan." Hua Yue continued.
She looked at Wei He with clear and sincere eyes. "Since Mr. Wei can figure out a way to transform the rest of the energy into his own true energy, I think there may be opportunities for us to cooperate with each other in the future."
She obviously took a fancy to Wei He's strong research ability.
It seems that Xu Wu's gradual weakening is the general trend. If he can't find other ways in the future, he may have to try to convert other energies as a source of supplementary demonic power.
"Then, leave your contact information." Wei He nodded.
He also took a fancy to the demon kings' powerful power network and the vast experience accumulated over so many years.
Hua Yue took off a golden ring hanging on the scepter and threw it to Wei He.
Then he looked at the white gazelle.
Bai Ling said coldly: "My token can be used repeatedly."
Wei He took out the token from his sleeve, and the cracks on it had been repaired automatically.
He thought for a while, and there really was no way to communicate remotely in the Zhenwu system.
In the Age of True Qi, there were star arrays that could communicate over long distances. But now in the Age of Void Fog, he didn't know how to build a star array, so he was really at a loss.
"If you want to find me, just go to Yuanyue, go to the Yin-Yang Diagram of Dayue Emperor Mausoleum, and just leave a message. I will go there to check it every once in a while."
"I am always stationed near the outside of Luling City." Bai Ling replied.
"My golden ring can be positioned in both directions. As long as you don't block it." Hua Yue looked at Wei He. It was obvious that her golden ring had been completely sealed by Wei He using his true strength.
She couldn't feel it either.
"So, what are you two planning to do next?"
"Go up first and then talk." Bai Ling said.
The Tianmen disappeared, and the other two gates were not where they wanted to go. So they were of little value.
Now I can only find another way.
"I will return to Luling to practice cultivation." Bai Ling replied.
"I also plan to return to Yuanyue." Wei He came to the continent this time and did everything he needed to do.
The next step was to strengthen his spiritual power and complete the transformation of his whole body into flesh and blood. He had a hunch that when the whole body was completely transformed into flesh and blood, that would be the day he entered the realm of a master.
"Yuanyue?" Hua Yue glanced at Wei He. "In that case, then... maybe I will go to Yuanyue in the future to visit Mr. Wei. Before that, I will stay in Shouyue."
Wei He nodded slightly, stopped talking nonsense, turned around and headed upstream quickly.
Next comes the trouble for the demon clan. The virtual mist has degraded, and everything the demons face is the same as that of Zhenwu back then.
Looking back now, Modo and Yuanduzi back then may have discovered the signs of Qi degradation very early, just like the two demon kings Bai Ling Huayue.
So various layouts began.
Everything in the past seemed to be repeated, and it began to happen again on the side of the demon.
Wei He suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
He increased his speed and shot towards the water like a sharp arrow.
This time when I went back, I devoted myself wholeheartedly to practicing in seclusion...
It is best to let the flesh and blood martial arts completely replace your own true blood before the virtual mist degrades.
In this way, we can gain super adaptability and evolution ability without relying on special energy from the outside world.
After the virtual mist faded, he had to find new ways to replenish energy.
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May, 1848 in the Gregorian calendar.
In January, the earth was shaken and turbulent.
The flood disaster had just passed. The warlord Haizhou Zhang Hong signed the Haiming Treaty with Xilin and used Haizhou's various mineral resources as collateral in exchange for military support.
And it was condemned by people from all over the country in January.
Many newspapers and magazines reported on this event.
For a time, students in schools across the country held demonstrations to protest against Zhang Hong's traitorous behavior.
Although Yuanyue was divided, in everyone's hearts, this country was still one whole country, it was just temporarily divided into many warlords taking power.
Although the National Government was temporarily formed many years ago, it was short-lived, but it still allowed all Yuanyue people to recognize their identity as citizens from the bottom of their hearts.
It is this sense of belonging that makes everyone extremely disgusted with Zhang Hong's behavior of selling Yuanyue resources at will.
In this context.
Wei He quietly returned from Linzhou.
The demons have no time to take care of themselves and are already frantically looking for various ways to delay the degradation of the virtual mist.
On the contrary, Yuanyue, who had already experienced this scene before, seemed to stand up again after being broken.
There are no more monsters, no more warriors, only ordinary people are in charge of everything.
Under the constant impact of foreign ideological trends, students gradually became more awakened.
Various associations, societies, and underground organizations emerge in endlessly.
People have learned to use various methods to strive for more for their own rights and the safety of their lives and property.
Without the covert influence of demonic forces, foreign forces also began to quietly lurk throughout Yuanyue.
They each support their favorite warlords and try to gain the maximum return on their investment in advance on the land of January in the future.
In this situation where the people's wisdom was beginning to develop, Wei He did not return to the Wei Mansion, but found another place to live.
He did not reveal his identity, but after observing the situation of future generations, Liu Chengxi and others, he found a place to hide alone.
Now the path of flesh and blood martial arts has not yet been completed, and he needs to complete this path as soon as possible before the virtual mist degrades.
Otherwise, the virtual mist will degrade and he will have to face the dilemma of insufficient energy replenishment.
Therefore, he does not plan to appear in public to avoid being disturbed by chores.
Although the Xuanmiao Sect was rebuilt, its main purpose was to live in seclusion and escape from the world. Most of its members were ordinary people who wanted to live and work in peace and contentment after their great revenge was avenged.
Their only remaining role is to monitor the demons on the whitelist, just in case.
Because the path of martial arts has not been completed, it cannot be taught at will.
Therefore, Wei He does not intend to show up until he has completely perfected his own path.
"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers!"
"Large-scale demonstrations broke out in Qingxi, Haizhou, and students from thirteen universities in the southwest jointly submitted a petition asking the Haizhou government to re-establish the Haiming Treaty!"
In a small town in Dongzhou.
On the quiet street in the early morning, a dozen newsboys were waving newspapers and shouting loudly.
"Give me one."
A tall and burly man in black stretched out his hand, gave out two coins, and took a newspaper from the hand of a dusty little newsboy.
The light yellow newspaper was divided into many large and small tofu cubes.
The largest column above is about the student demonstrations.
Then the following is about the various measures of the Dongzhou government to benefit the people and foreign policies.
At the bottom is entertainment news. A certain actress is suspected of having an affair with a certain male star.
Tickets for a new night dance group are on sale. There is a murder case in a certain place, etc.
In just a few years, Wei He seemed to feel that without the suppression of the demon, the entire Yuan Yue seemed to be gradually recovering and filled with new vitality.
Look at the black and white photo in the newspaper.
Wei He rolled it up, threw it into a garbage cart nearby, and turned around to leave.
Today, it is no longer the era he was in...
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 could already imagine that the cultivation of spiritual power would be an extremely long process.
Time flies by.
Wei He completely entered a state of seclusion and practice, and did not care about worldly affairs.
Due to the existence of the transformation tissue, as long as the virtual mist is still there, he can continue to supply his own needs and the energy required for flesh and blood martial arts.
Then a little extra food is enough to support the state of practice.
Under such circumstances, Wei He completely ignored the changes in the outside world.
And the Yuanyue Earth did not have any other impact because of his seclusion.
The student demonstrations were fruitless, and a larger demonstration followed.
However, they were eventually suppressed by the warlord Zhang Hong.
After enduring for a long time and confirming that Wei He would never appear again, the warlords finally gradually forgot their original fears. Once again, with the support of foreign forces, they began to fight for the supreme authority of this land.
The war broke out again.
Melee and civil war lasted for fifteen years, and the whole land was covered with blood and smoke.
After confirming that the Xuanmiao Sect is really completely hidden from the world, he will no longer interfere with anything.
The warlords finally let go.
Foreign forces have also begun to enter unscrupulously, trying to obtain more benefits.
Yuanyue, who was far behind in terms of guns and artillery, gradually fell into the dilemma of being invaded and oppressed by external forces.
Year after year, there have been struggles and invasions, resistance and massacres. Without the suppression of extraordinary powers, ordinary people have exploded with unimaginable will and strength.
With the development of more and more advanced guns and hot weapons, the role of warriors has become smaller and smaller, and they have gradually begun to withdraw from the stage of history.
After years of hard training in martial arts, the highest level can only be practiced to the second level. It is not as good as a recruit who has been training for several months and shoots randomly with a gun.
This comparative gap makes people willing to learn martial arts increasingly rare.
Wei He devoted himself to practicing in seclusion in Dongzhou.
Except for occasionally going to nearby small towns to exchange for supplies of spices, etc., everything else is secluded in the mountains.
He clearly sensed that his spiritual power was growing day by day due to hard training.
Peaceful, stable, no lag, no bottlenecks.
The increase in spiritual power has also led to a higher and higher percentage of flesh transformation.
From one ten thousandth, to one thousandth, to one hundredth.
Then ten percent, twenty percent.
Thirty percent, forty percent, fifty percent...
Wei He thought that he could practice spiritual power in one breath until his whole body was completely transformed into flesh and blood.
Until suddenly one day, the heaven, earth, world, and space shook slightly.
It seems that something special has disappeared.
Deep in the mountains of Dongzhou, inside an unknown Taoist temple.
In the main hall, Wei He, wearing a black Taoist robe, slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh.