Chapter 1083 Secret of Heaven

"Do you know what is the gap between Tianpo Realm and Linghai Yuanzong?"

Mu Feng asked, and the three walked slowly.

"In addition to the stronger soul power, the cultivation of Yuanli is deeper. It is Tianpo. Once Tianpo comes out, Yuanzong will be crushed to death in the strong spiritual sea realm."

Yao Chuan said, Tianpo can be said to be a major attack method for the strong in the king realm, otherwise how can it be called the realm of Tianpo.

"That's right, Tianpo is the power of soul, the power of true meaning, and the power of origin. It is equal to the condensed three-in-one of essence, energy, and spirit. It can already be regarded as a supernatural power."

"To condense the soul of the sky, it needs a lot of soul power, the power of the true meaning of the level of transformation, and the huge origin force can be formed, and the soul of the king of the ordinary people's sky, there is only one kind of true meaning of the transformation of the realm, and the stronger two , the stronger three, when condensing the soul, the more the true meaning of the realm, the stronger the soul and the more supernatural powers."

Mu Feng said seriously.

"There is still such a gap"

Yao Chuan Bai Ziyue was startled.

"Generally speaking, the celestial spirit that condenses one kind of true meaning of the realm cannot beat two kinds of true spirit and three kinds of spirit. Of course, there are benefits to cultivating one kind of true spirit. The speed of practice is faster than others, and the comprehension The more true intentions, the more time will be spent on cultivation and perception than others, and there are also strong people who focus on cultivating to the extreme together, and cultivate into peerless powerhouses."

Mu Feng said, the two of them felt relieved.

"I have practiced three kinds of true meanings, the true meaning of the original power of gold, the true meaning of sharp sword, and the true meaning of devouring spirit awakened by my spiritual body. Brother Feng, do you mean to let me cultivate these three kinds of true meanings into the realm of transformation and condense the soul of the sky?"

Bai Ziyue asked.

"That's right, that's what it means. The cultivation of skill can be improved, but before condensing the Heavenly Soul, it's best to condense a sword spirit that suits you after the Sanyi Transformation Realm."

Mu Feng said that Bai Ziyue's true meaning of devouring spirits is relatively rare, it is the true power of his spiritual body's natural awakening, just like Shura's true meaning of blood, other people can't comprehend it.

"Both of you have reached the realm of true meaning. Fatty, I have to work hard. The true meaning of fire, the true meaning of wood, and the true meaning of poison that I cultivated can only be completed, and the other one is still in the process of completion."

Yao Chuan sighed, he thought he was a genius, but he was hit hard in front of these two guys.

Needless to say, Mu Feng, alchemy, formation, talisman, weapon, weapon, what the hell is an all-round talent.

Bai Ziyue is also a genius with incredible cultivation speed and amazing swordsmanship.

"Haha, fat man, don't underestimate yourself. You are good at medicine, you can poison, you can make alchemy, and you are invulnerable to all poisons. You are very powerful."

Mu Feng patted Yao Chuan on the shoulder and smiled.

"Hey, that's right, Fatty, I'm a genius in the world of poisons."

Yao Chuan said with a smile, that little bit of loss was also swept away.

Afterwards, the three of them did not separate, and went to a restaurant to drink together, and the selection of Wanxiang Sect was only a few days away, the specific date and place, the Great Shang Dynasty will definitely announce it to the world.

"Teacher, is this the big shopping mall? It's really big."

In the big shopping mall, a young man with a height of more than two meters, wearing a tight-fitting martial robe, carrying a terrifying giant sword, said in awe while looking at the vast and boundless city below.

Beside him, there was a handsome middle-aged man in light gold robes and a man in gray clothes who looked like a servant.

"Hehe, idiot, what a big thing this is. You won't know what vastness is until you arrive at the Sanctuary of Vientiane, the giant capital of the human race. I went to visit my old friend as a teacher. In a few days, the Holy Sect of Vientiane will hold a selection in this Dashang. You just have to go and participate in it.”

The handsome middle-aged man smiled at the burly young man.

The burly young man looked serious, knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, kowtowed three times, and said gratefully: "Mu Kuang thank you teacher for your kindness in the past year. I will never forget it in this life."

Mu Kuang said gratefully, in the past year, under this person's guidance and practice, how terrible his strength has been improved, only he himself knows.

"Hehe, get up, the man has gold under his knees, don't kneel softly when you see me in the future"

The handsome middle-aged man smiled, looking at Mu Kuang with admiration in his eyes.

This son's cultivation talent is not the best he has ever seen, and his understanding is not perfect, but his tenacity and perseverance have moved him, and his gratitude and empathy have won the appreciation of the handsome middle-aged man.

Mu Kuang nodded and stood up, and the handsome middle-aged man gave Mu Kuang something, and then he and the servant in gray turned into two beams of light and flew into the sky, disappearing almost in the blink of an eye.

Mu Kuang watched the two leave, and also looked at the giant city.

"Brother Feng Ziyue should have come to Shangzhou City, but how can I find them?"

Mu Kuangfei fell into the city, thinking to himself.

He was walking on the street, and suddenly, he found a crowded place where many monks gathered.

Mu Kuang went up and saw that it was a huge competition arena, on which two martial arts practitioners were fighting fiercely.

Many monks around applauded, these two people are not low in cultivation, they are both in the realm of Linghai Yuanzong.

"Yes, in that case, if they are in the city, they should be able to find me"

Mu Kuang's eyes lit up, seeing this scene, he had already thought of a way.

"Yu Jing, twenty victories in a row!"

Not long after, a monk was defeated and exited, and the host shouted loudly.

The monk named Yu Jing raised his arms and shouted, and many monks in the audience applauded.

"This Yujing is amazing. He has already lost 20 people in a row. If he can win a hundred times, or stay in the ring for three days, he will be able to embrace a beauty. Feng's family is Xiaoxiao, she is a peerless beauty who is one in a thousand. "

"Yeah, Yu Jing, the genius of the Yu family, is naturally not bad in strength, and he is not much worse than the six great merchants."

"But now there are only five masters left among the six masters. It is said that Jin Haoyang was killed by a kid named Mu Feng. The six masters are not complete."

"..."

People around were discussing that this martial arts tournament did not seem to be simple.

"Who will come up and fight with me?"

Yu Jing looked at the monks below and said proudly.

Looking around, no one stood up, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stood up.

"I come!"

At this time, a loud voice came, and a burly young man with a height of more than two meters said loudly. He stepped on his footsteps, and his body flew onto the battle platform with a bang. Looking at the rest of the scene, this person is not Mu Kuang. who.

Yu Jing looked at the young man who was a head taller than himself, showing a hint of contempt, while someone asked, "May I ask how old you are this year?"

Mu Kuang was taken aback when he heard the words, why, this fight still requires age, but then he saw a banner saying that only young monks under the age of 60 can participate in the fight.

"twenty four"

Mu Kuang said truthfully.

"What, only twenty-four!"

"Haha, where did you come from, the little kid, twenty-four, come to participate in the competition without Mao Changqi"

"Hahahaha, does a twenty-four-year-old doll also want to embrace a beauty?"

As soon as Mu Kuang said this, there was a burst of laughter from below. Brother Kuang was still confused when he heard the words, what's wrong with Twenty Four? What are you laughing at?