Lu Mingjun turned around and felt relieved when he felt that several people from the Tianxiahui were walking away.

Seeing the mess in the yard, Su Mingyu's head was spinning. When he turned around and asked, the eldest lady scolded him.

Zhou Qi took three steps and two steps at a time, ran to Lu Mingjun's side, and poked Lu Mingjun with his elbow.

"Young Master Lu, Niubi."

There is no need to say too much between brothers, one sentence can sum up a thousand words.

Just as Lu Mingjun was about to answer, his expression suddenly changed, and his whole face suddenly darkened.

"You go back first, stay inside the villa and don't come out."

Zhou Qi felt the sparkle in Lu Mingjun's eyes, and without saying a word, she pulled Chen Liming and ran into the villa. It was certainly no small matter for Lu Mingjun to take him so seriously.

"Hey, Master..." Chen Liming was at a loss and shouted. Before he could finish his words, Zhou Qi picked him up and jumped up to the second floor of the villa.

"Now that you're here, why do you have to be so secretive and act like a rat looking at a dog's hole?"

Lu Mingjun said loudly.

A figure slowly walked out from another corner of the villa. He was dressed in a Tang suit, with a three-foot Qingfeng hanging from his waist. His face looked like he was about thirty or forty years old, and he had a beard under the corner of his mouth, like a charmer from a costume TV series.

Middle-aged handsome guy.

"What you said is as sharp as ever." King Xiaoyao said calmly.

Lu Mingjun snorted coldly: "You want to say, my dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, right? Don't pretend to be serious. There should be thirty-two hours before the duel time we agreed on. If you have something to say, just say it, don't hide it.

Tuck it in."

King Xiaoyao has spiritual energy within him and walks silently. This is the highest state above the God of War. He sees through illusions, everything is true, and he has no self or form.

The eternal sky, the wind and the moon, this is the accumulation of life.

King Xiaoyao stood beside Lu Mingjun, his eyes moved as he looked Lu Mingjun up and down.

Feeling the heat in King Xiaoyao's eyes, Lu Mingjun felt uncomfortable all over. One by one, they came over and looked at him with dog-licking eyes, thinking they were looking at monkeys.

"We are all human beings. Don't act like you are a twenty thousand person. You are walking silently. The security guard at the door didn't know and thought you came to the community to steal."

King Xiaoyao shook his head: "Walking silently is the artistic conception. If you can survive, you will naturally understand it in the future."

Lu Mingjun looked at King Xiaoyao and clicked his tongue disdainfully: "I don't know. I haven't understood it. I haven't read many books since I was a child. As a fish that slipped through the net in the nine-year obligation, it makes you laugh."

Xiaoyao Wang's charm is restrained at the moment. I don't know if he is deliberately like this, or because his head was pinched by the door yesterday. His voice is high, as if he has fallen into the world of gods and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"The realm above the God of War is not a secret. The meaning of this realm has been recorded in books thousands of years ago."

"Below the Martial God Realm, including the Martial God Realm, no matter what level they reach, they are all reckless people competing for strength. They only know how to strengthen their internal strength. The greater the internal strength, the stronger they are. One strength can reduce ten levels."

"Beyond the God of War, cultivate your mind. Yi is the meaning of artistic conception. Every move and every move is subtle. Use the simplest method to create the greatest power. Using modern theory and simple understanding, you can find a fulcrum to move the entire earth.

, roughly like that."

"Two thousand years ago, a Zen master named this place. When you look at mountains, you are mountains. When you look at water, you are water. There is no self or form. The sky is eternal. Climbing there is mountain climbing. It is a mountain climbing state."

"There are no fancy realm titles. When you reach this realm, everything is true. It is just a simple mountain climbing. Only after you have climbed this mountain can you enter the Tao. You are a person on the mountain. If you have not climbed this mountain, you are just a person under the mountain.

A powerful and crude warrior."

"A true god of war can fill mountains and conquer seas, but a warrior cannot."

Lu Mingjun's eyes became deep. At this moment, he thought a lot. People in the mountaineering realm are restrained. It's not that King Xiaoyao walks silently, but that King Xiaoyao uses the minimum strength to walk. His steps are very light, even light.

I can't even hear it.

King Xiaoyao was very generous in preaching to Lu Mingjun and solving his doubts.

See the happy king

Lu Mingjun still had doubts in his eyes, and then he struck the air with his hand.

A ball of blazing fire followed the arc drawn by King Xiaoyao's fingertips, burning fiercely and blooming with a dazzling shimmer, which was fleeting.

Then he drew his sword again and slashed at a crooked tree five feet away.

"Zhila!"

Thunder exploded, and fierce purple lightning followed a sword energy that cut the crooked-necked tree in half.

This method is really eye-catching, like a land fairy.

"What you see is not that I possess some elemental power from the Western movie world, but that I understand the true meaning of internal power."

"The world we live in has its own rules. If you see through the nature of the rules, and leverage these rules to release internal force, you can achieve all this. Simply understand that it is friction that generates heat."

Lu Mingjun's expression paused. This explanation opened the door to a new world for him. This is the artistic conception.

Martial God's climb to the mountain is a process of cultivating one's strength before cultivating one's mind, so this level is like a divine punishment that has trapped countless people at this level and cannot pass it.

The peak of the Martial God seems to be the limit of internal power that humans can achieve. When the external power is gathered and then undergoes a restrained process, the internal power is divided into billions of pieces and then arranged and combined. If the combination is successful, you will successfully step onto the mountaineering level.

At that time, the sky was high and birds could fly, and there was no longer any restraint from the worldly environment. Sometimes the environment would become a favorable factor for people who were in the realm of mountaineering.

King Xiaoyao continued: "Many people who have not entered the mountaineering realm like to call the mountaineering realm the fairyland. The so-called immortality is nothing better than this."

When climbing a mountain, there are 100,000 enemies. These 100,000 people are not compared to the well-trained soldiers of ancient times, but to the modern fully armed armed brigades of 100,000 people.

Lu Mingjun didn't know whether he was arrogant or truly fearless. He curiously asked King Xiaoyao: "Can you fly?"

King Xiaoyao was stunned. Apparently this question made him a little confused. He thought to himself, I am so awesome. Aren't you afraid? It seems that Lu Mingjun has never had the word "coward" in his dictionary.

"It can fly through the air for a short period of time." King Xiaoyao explained.

Lu Mingjun touched his chin and looked at him interestingly, observing every part of his body: "I'm thinking about how to kill you. I should be able to fly in a few months."

After all, who would say no to someone with the superpower of flying?

King Xiaoyao is stunned, no matter how big his heart is, he will still be speechless. I really want to say, why are you so brave? No matter how talented you are, you are only in the middle stage of the Martial God Realm, and you are still a big step away from it.
Chapter completed!