The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Chang Xuezhong recalled Wei He's exaggerated combat strength, and he was speechless.

"Yes...but you shouldn't relax your vigilance when you go out." He turned around, stretched out his hand to release his strength, and grabbed it far away.

Suddenly grabbed an object on the back cabinet.

"This is what I used when I came down the mountain for the first time. It can be used to guard the surrounding area during your rest period. This time, I will give it to my younger brother to substitute."

He gave it to Wei He with a sincere expression.

"Thank you brother!" Wei He did not decline.

This trip down the mountain can actually be regarded as a mission for Xuanmiaozong disciples to travel and patrol the mountain.

In addition to clearing away the alienated creatures in the Sealed Secret Realm of the Fire Pond, he also had to check several Zongmen's stations on the border along the way.

It's not just him, all the newcomers of Xuanmiao Sect have to do this.

Including Ouyang Luo, who was promoted with him.

"I heard that Ouyang Luo, after hearing that you are about to get down the mountain, he applied to go down the mountain as well and didn't want to be behind you. It's also funny. Although Ouyang Luo is a talented person, how can he be compared with Junior Brother Wei?"

Chang Xuezhong was also funny when he talked about that person.

Wei He followed suit and smiled.

For more than a year, he and Chang Xuezhong got along well in Neishan, and the relationship became closer. Be regarded as a good friend.

This time he was about to leave the mountain and feel that Chang Xuezhong took the initiative to find him and practice for him after learning about it.

After a good meal, Wei He bid farewell to Chang Xuezhong and left the restaurant.

When he arrived at the Longwan Wharf, Zhou Muqing was standing on a small boat and waiting for a long time.

Seeing him coming, bowed his fists and saluted.

"Real man, everything is ready."

Zhou Muqing changed into a chivalrous dress, with a sword on his back, and blindfolded with blindfolds, which was obviously super-sense.

Standing on a flat-leaf boat, the sea breeze blows, making the placket close to the waist, highlighting the feminine slender curve.

She is now more stable and peaceful than she was more than a year ago.

Zhou Muqing looked at Wei He, who was approaching, with emotion in his heart.

There are limit masters like them, who are not the arrogant people. Before entering the blessed land, everyone feels that they are naturally talented and that they will definitely be able to break through and set foot in the real world before entering the blessed land.

But now...people are better than others to see the gap between each other.

After more than a year, Wei He has not only completed his talent hunting, but he has also become so impressed with his eyes. Now he is still facing a sense of calmness.

The process of concentration, that is, being blown by the ghost wind at the foot of the mountain for a month.

This month must be continuous, and Super Sensation must be turned on at all times.

Simple to say but difficult to do.

Zhou Muqing looked at herself, although she was also a blessed place to enter with Wei He, but only now is she capable of hunting to complete her talents. Now I am feeling my eyes for the second time.

Thinking of hitting a real beast with a certain feeling for the first time, it is extremely difficult, and finally relying on various props and tricks, it is hard to grind it to death.

However, Wei He only went out for a trip, and easily killed a human face bird leader who was comparable to the second contemplation.

This gap...it's almost...

Although the natural ability is not judged by the strength of the real beast.

But just looking at the record, the gap is too big...

"In the future, when you are away from home, you can call me master. The real person will not mention it." Wei He commanded on board the boat.

"Yes." Zhou Muqing calmed down. With a burst of strength, the boat immediately sailed out of Tiandao Island.

A small boat, mixed in between the many ships entering and leaving the island, was unremarkable, and quickly passed in the direction of Zhentao City.

Standing on the bow, Wei He looked out at the vast blue sea. I finally felt a little relaxed in my heart.

For more than a year, although he lived very stable and safe.

But also extremely frustrated.

Because in one year, Senior Sister Yao Wan guarded everything and didn't let up. Even when practicing qigong, he quietly guarded outside.

Wei He didn't dare to reveal his hole cards at all.

Fortunately, it is finally liberated now.

Yao Wan only agreed to Master Yuan Duzi and guarded herself for one year.

Now that one year has passed, I can finally...

There was an unconscious smile on Wei He's face.

"Master seems to be in a good mood?" Zhou Muqing whispered from the side.

"I have been cultivating hard in the inner mountains, and occasionally come out to get some air, and I feel really in a good mood." Wei He nodded.

"The Xuanmiao Sect is good, but it is too deserted. The three veins are separated, and the brothers also practice hard, or go out to complete the sect mission. There is not much communication."

"That's it. In the inner mountains of the Zongmen, most of them are small circles composed of Sister Chuan Gong and senior brothers who lead the team. The others don't have much friendship with each other, and naturally they have no friendship." Zhou Muqing nodded.

"Now that I come out, I can finally take a good look at the changes outside now." Wei He said softly.

"Master, this is homesick." Zhou Muqing said with a light smile.

"maybe."

Wei He shook his head and said no more.

In the surging waves, the boat where the two were standing, pushed the white waves continuously behind them, like a motorboat, and drove quickly towards the pier on the other side of Zhentao City.

Between Zhentao City and Tiandao Island, there are many small boats on the waterway, and there are also master warriors who cross purely on their body.

When the two men were halfway along the way, Wei He's eyes suddenly moved. Look at a fast-moving ship ahead right.

The whole body of the ship was brown, with the huge word "Xuanmiao" printed on its side. A group of people stood on the ship, all with a solemn expression and a faint smell of blood.

Among this group of people, the one standing in the forefront was impressively dressed in Taoist costumes that moved in the same vein.

The Qianliu line is solely responsible for external security, and the other two lines, except for the high-level ones, are not qualified to intervene.

Wei He is just a newcomer who is ready to feel calm, and naturally he is not qualified.

But when he saw this team, he felt awe-inspiring.

Within the Xuanmiao Sect, the personnel who can send to maintain the safety of the sect must not be mediocre.

But it was this group of mediocre hands, but when they returned, they couldn't completely dispel the **** smell on their bodies.

This is just a trivial matter of losing strength, and this group of people can't even do this.

Then the only possibility is that they have reached the point where they are unable to conceal their situation.

"Master." Zhou Muqing on the side also thought of this, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter. The place we went is only in the marginal area, which is very safe." Wei He calmly said.

The ship passed by.

Wei He didn't look back, but looked at the merchant ships and passenger ships that were constantly interspersed in front of him, lost in thought.

Zhou Muqing wanted to say something but stopped, but seeing Wei He was silent, he didn't say anything again.

The boat quickly reached the pier on the shore.

The two brought gifts, but Wei He didn't inform the family about this time, lest they worry.

Anyway, if you are purely conscientious, it must be extremely dangerous to ordinary real people.

But for him, the strength is so strong, let him not say that he only carries it for a month, it is a year, and it is not a big problem.

The most important thing is that this time without Senior Sister Yao Wan's secret guardianship, he can finally put it into practice thoroughly, what is his bottom line of strength.

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"kill!"

At the boundary of Haizhou.

A team of masters in strong outfits wearing the Xuanmiaozong mark is catching and fighting another wave of people wearing sky blue shirts and brown leather vests.

Among the dense forests, the strength of the pair of masters is overflowing.

Thick trees almost break when touched, and hurt when rubbed.

Between the crowds, there was a man on the battlefield who was tall, three meters tall, and burly like a meat mountain.

The muscles and flesh of the whole body are so white that they are dazzlingly reflective in the sun.

This person is the head of the Guangci Sect assigned to Haizhou-Xu Dingchun, the Buddha in white.

Xu Dingchun studied under King Chiba, one of the two patriarchs in the teaching.

Practicing kung fu horizontally, under the tempering increase of true blood, it is extremely terrifying.

Even in the faculty, they are among the top masters.

But this person is grumpy and has no emotional intelligence.

This time, he was assigned to Haizhou, where it was difficult for birds to shit, because he was squeezed out of his colleagues and superiors in the church, and could only be dispatched to suppress the situation.

"The strength of Xuanmiaozong's moving line has been learned many times. It's a pity... it's useless to me." Xu Dingchun grinned at the tall man who was panting.

The man has protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, and his face is a little dull, but his muscles are lumpy, and he looks more rounded and harmless than the opposite Xu Dingchun.

He is Zhao Mengheng, a veteran real man who led the team. Originally, he found some clues during the border investigation and patrol, so he wanted to report back to the mountain as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, there was no news from the junior he sent to ask for help.

And the fireworks on the body for help, I don't know why, all of them failed...

The surroundings looked like mountains and forests, but in fact they had already been surrounded by the Guangci demon in front of them.

"Junior Brother Quan! This time I am afraid it will be difficult to be comprehensive..." Zhao Mengheng moved his wrist that had just been shocked, with a trace of despair in his eyes.

"In a while, I will use my secret skills to make a way out. You must... send the news back to the sect. The Guangci demon has been laid out for a long time. The picture is big! Remember! Be sure to pass the news that the border has already been mostly lost. Back to the sect! Must...!"

Zhao Mengheng's tone was exhausted and determined. Reached out to stop the young junior with red eyes behind his back.

"Senior Brother Zhao!" The younger brother surnamed Quan had blurred vision. "Go together!"

"Fuzzy! Don't miss the sect event! Let's go!!" Zhao Mengheng roared, and at the same time threw himself towards the opposite side.

"The demon died!!"

Zhao Mengheng agitated his whole body with real energy. He is not an ordinary real person, but the Qianliu line is about to step into the new generation of masters.

The Qianliu pulse is about to step into the real world like him, with only three people. If it can pass smoothly, Xuanmiaozong will have one more true master.

But a pity.....

Zhao Mengheng's real energy gathered a little and turned into a sharp cone.

The secret method of migrating a vein, Qianshan Cracking Tiger Cone, at this time desperately exploded.

Turn all the power into fuel, and finally burst out all the power.

"No matter who you are, die together!!"

Within a few meters of Zhao Mengheng's surroundings, the air was distorted, and it was really like a white mist, layered on top of each other, condensed into a huge one-eyed white tiger, raised its head and roared, and pounced on Xu Dingchun.

Bang! ! !

Layers of strength ripples spread and spread.

Zhao Mengheng put his hands together and hit Xu Dingchun's heart with one move.

The immense strength converged and trembled, like a giant white tiger biting Xu Dingchun's heart with its sharp teeth.

"It's a pity... why every time you Xuanmiao Sect, you like to use this trick."

Xu Dingchun allowed this trick to hit him, but he was safe.

He grinned~www.ltnovel.com~ White and fat skin and flesh, looking alive like a Maitreya Buddha.

puff!

He put his hands together.

The huge palms abruptly clamped Zhao Mengheng's head in the middle and pressed it into minced meat.

The protective strength barrier formed by the powerful Huanzhen Jin was squeezed and exploded by the sheer terrifying force.

"So, you Dayuan people always like to play with some bells and whistles. No matter how much real energy, it's not as good as pressing with my hands." Xu Dingchun ignored Zhao Mengheng's body and tossed it aside.

Next, he looked at the other surrounding disciples.

He has led the team to intercept and kill the five people who escaped from the station. This time, Zhao Mengheng is the strongest. Actually, he was about to touch the realm of Quanzhen.

The strength is about to be condensed into form.

It's a pity that the fast solidification and the real solidification are still different.