After getting this guess, Mo Zhaoxie was really shocked. Then, he was a little confused. The age of the Martial God is no longer possible. Although the life span of the monk has been a little longer, Yingbo at this time would definitely not be a person of the same age as the Martial God. The only reasonable explanation is that Yingbo's family!

Or is it the Yanyu Pavilion?!

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the man in green and asked in confusion: "Since that's the case, why do you allow him to enter the Temple of War God?"

The man in blue sighed weakly, "I can't stop it."

Mo Zhaoxie didn't know what the Qing-Ying people could not stop. Is Yingbo's strength too terrifying that he couldn't stop it? Or did he have any scruples and taboos that forced the Qing-Ying people to do such a thing?

Mo Zhaoxie did not ask much about this. Instead, he looked at the surrounding walls like Yingbo. The stone walls were extremely smooth. Although they were piled up with huge rocks, they were all integrated. You could see the gap but couldn't find it.

uncanny workmanship!

Looking at such a wall, Mo Zhaoxie's face became more and more smiling. Perhaps, the things Yingbo had been trying to find were always in his hand. At that time, he had not yet entered the Temple of Martial God, and the animal skin that Chen Guo gave him when he was separated from Chen Guo. The drawing was not the trend of mountains, rivers, or any route map. Instead, it was pieced together incomprehensible squares.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the animal skin for a long time but couldn't see anything. Chen Guo didn't say much. Everything seemed very mysterious. However, when he looked at the natural stone wall around him, Mo Zhaoxie finally understood the secret here.

The record of the animal skin is the key to unlocking the secret here.

And at this moment, a person on a lotus suddenly shook his body. The sudden abnormal movement immediately made everyone look at him. Even Ying Bo looked at him, seeing that his expression was obviously acquainted with the man.

Just after the man's body shook, a bang came from a moment later. The man actually exploded on the lotus, and the blood immediately dyed the stone lotus red.

A master at the four-step realm actually died in an instant.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, Ying Bo looked angry. After glanced at the man in blue, he continued to turn around and study his stone wall.

Yun Taixu, who was beside him, sighed lightly, with a look of regret.

Seeing this, Mo Zhaoxie knew that these people were actually divided into many sects. One was led by Ying Bo and he wanted to obtain the Temple of Martial God by any means. The other was led by Yun Taixu, with unknown purpose, perhaps because he wanted to obtain the Temple of Martial God, or perhaps just to stop Ying Bo and his group. Of course, some people were still very clear in their purpose. They did not belong to any sect, but were aimed at the Temple of Martial God and many treasures.

Seeing that the man died so miserably just now, Mo Zhaoxie couldn't help but worry about the fat man and Yu Xuanji coming. At this time, he heard the voice of the man in blue sounding in his mind, "Don't worry, I won't let them have something to do."

Mo Zhaoxie glanced at the man in blue without leaving any trace, and found that he was staring at all the lotus flowers without saying anything! The sound just now looked like the legendary voice transmission secret.

Although Mo Zhaoxie's spiritual consciousness is not very powerful, it seems to have an instinctive reaction to the voice transmission of the man in blue just now. So, a voice was transmitted from Mo Zhaoxie's spiritual consciousness, "Thank you, senior."

The man in blue was stunned and looked at Mo Zhaoxie in disbelief. Then he smiled and sent a voice transmission: "You really can't see through. I didn't expect you to start cultivating the spirit. You actually want fellow practitioners to cultivate qi, temper your body, and cultivate your spirit."

With the experience of the last time, Mo Zhaoxie found that he could transmit the voice as if he was instinctive. So the two of them started talking without any trace. "What's wrong with the fellow practitioners of the three sects?"

"There is nothing wrong, and there is nothing wrong with it." The man in blue said in a voice transmission, "It's just that a person's life energy is limited. The path of cultivation is profound and unfathomable. No one can see the final end. If you want to go further on this road, the best way is to devote all your energy to one. Only in this way can you go further and live longer. If you practice the three sects like this, you will only disperse your energy. I'm afraid that you will spend your whole life and end up with the consequences of not being able to do anything in three sects."

"What I teach is, my juniors." Mo Zhaoxie said sincerely.

After that, the man in green was silent for a moment. Mo Zhaoxie did not send any more messages.

A moment later, the man in blue suddenly sent a message, but asked a strange question. "Don't draw evil, why are you determined to die?"

Mo Zhaoxie was stunned, and then said, "Senior, why did you say this? How could I have such a mentality? Not to mention the Nine Swords Mountain, the Martial God Temple, and everything I did before the Nine Wei Tower was seen with my own eyes. I have been working hard all the time to live."

The man in green frowned, "This is also something I can't figure out. You don't need to make a quibble. I have lived for too long. I have seen any kind of people, and no matter how deep the mentality is, I can see it. However, I will see you for the first time. I will be determined to die, but I will try my best to live!"

Mo Zhao smiled evilly and was silent. He knew that he could not deceive the man in blue, but he didn't know how to answer his question.

Just like in the Thousand Star Gate, even Yue Shan could see Mo Zhaoxie's intention to seek death.

A moment later, the man in blue sent a message again. But what came was not a conversation. It was an obscure word, which seemed to be a method of practice. "Don't attract evil, I know you have no intention of the Temple of Martial God. I don't force you. I think you are about to enter the second step, but it seems that there is no suitable method of practice. The passage that was passed down to you is the "Yutian Jue" that the Martial God accidentally obtained. Although it was only a second step, according to the Martial God, it was an ancient method. The power is no worse than the "Ascending the Heavenly Art" you practiced. I will pass on you here, hoping that you will practice more diligently."

After the man in blue finished speaking, a long and obscure word invaded Mo Zhaoxie's mind like a storm. Mo Zhaoxie did not refuse and accepted the method of practice.

"I've watched your battle with Feng Ge." The man in green continued, "That Feng Ge is indeed a genius, but he is not as powerful as you imagined. You must not be depressed and neglect your practice."

Mo Zhaoxie listened carefully, and he knew that the man in green was preaching for him.

"The reason why Feng Ge can surpass you is because he practices supernatural powers and magic." The man in blue said in a voice transmission.

"Supernatural powers?" Mo Zhaoxie thought about Feng Ge's psychedelic steps and the extraordinary dragon-capturing hand. Could it be that it is the so-called magical power?

The man in blue nodded, "You only have the unparalleled practice of spiritual practice and powerful inner breath. But you do not have the powerful magical powers to better use it, so you are like a reckless man who has only strength but can only raise stones to smash people."

Mo Zhaoxie nodded, and the man in blue said it was right. For a long time, Mo Zhaoxie's battles can be said to be rough. Relying on the martial arts of the mortal world, although this is true. However, this is the Mirror Xuan Realm, the world of cultivators. Some magical powers are more suitable for internal breathing and more suitable for this world. The second is to rely on powerful physical power. In this way, some considerable results can be achieved in some situations, once you encounter a person like Feng Ge who possesses magical powers, Mo Zhaoxie's weakness will be obviously exposed, becoming his fatal flaw and weakness.

"I can't pass on more magical powers and magic. Now I will pass on your former martial god's magic technique - Xingyun Step. This step is of nature. Although it does not have strong attack power, it is also one of the strongest steps in dodging and escaping." The man in blue said, and then it was a practice method of Xingyun Step.

Don't be grateful and remember.

"I see that there are not many weapons on your side. Although the Demon-Eating Sword is an invincible evil soldier, it is invincible. However, I still hope that you will not use it too much. The evil soldier has its own evil nature. The Fangtian Painted Sword I gave you is not the magic weapon used by the Martial God in the past, but just a copy. As your cultivation level continues to improve, it cannot satisfy you at all. I will pass on your attack fingering method - the Jieshan Finger! It can be improved accordingly as your cultivation level continues to improve. Without using the Demon-Eating Sword, it can be used as your portable weapon. However, remember not to rely too much on it."

"I understand." Mo Zhaoxie responded sincerely, "Don't forget the kindness of my preaching until death. If you need a place where Mo Zhaoxie is needed in the future, just tell me. If I don't die, I will definitely come to help."

The man in Qing nodded, with a hint of regret in his tone. "I won't help you too much, I need to fight for everything yourself. My help is a shackle for you." The man in Qing said, sighing lightly, "Actually, don't draw evil, you are the most suitable person for this Martial God Temple."

The man in Qing was really ashamed of Mo Zhaoxie for this. However, it was difficult to truly confess everything to the man in Qing. He could only say guiltily, "Mo Zhaoxie is very grateful for the kindness of preaching for his seniors. However, I am really powerless about the Temple of Martial God. I have difficulties, but I cannot tell you."

The man in green smiled, "You are very honest. It is more useful to not tell a word than to say a bunch of refusals. As for the grace of preaching, there is no need to say anything. In fact, I should thank you." As the man in green looked at Shi Potian, his eyes were filled with relief, "Thank you for finding a good master for me."

Mo Zhaoxie also looked at the fat man and smiled softly, "I think the fat man is more suitable for this position than me, and he will definitely do better than me."

At this moment, the lotus where Shi Potian sat suddenly bloomed with thousands of rays of rays, and the rays were like smoke and rain, radiating on the stone lotus. Under the reflection of the rays of rays, the stone lotus was like a real lotus blooming, making people unable to help but marvel at its beauty.

Seeing this, the man in green smiled satisfied.
Chapter completed!