The Wuhun Hall is located on a cliff fifty miles west of Huayang City. From a distance, this cliff is exactly the same as others. Even if you use magic to detect, you will definitely not find any abnormality.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary cliff has its own world. Elder Wu came to the cliff, pinched the magic tricks, and runes suddenly rose from the cliff.

In Elder Wu's magic trick, it turned into a formation map. When the formation map was formed, the runes burst out with brilliant light. The light gradually disappeared into the cliff, and the entire cliff suddenly twisted and rippled like water waves.

"Okay!" Elder Wu said, and slowly walked into the cliff. Such a wonder of bright moon had never seen in his life. He hesitated to follow Qin Fan into the cliff.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear. However, when the world in front of me appeared in front of me, Mingyue couldn't help but be shocked.

The world in front of me is a little familiar, and it is so similar to my own fairy field. The sky in the distance is full of mist, but it is not dim at all.

This world is very big, and you can see houses rolling and towers scattered from afar. But in the farther world, the range that your eyes can explore is a fog.

"Don't stand there, let's go!" Qin Fan patted Mingyue's shoulder cunningly, "How is it, it's very spectacular, don't you believe your eyes? This is the secret realm of martial souls, its own space, and its own secret realm.

Because of this secret realm, the Wuhun Palace can rest for three hundred years while the whole world is enemies. Xuantian Sect and they thought we had cut off... but they would not have thought that we would grow silently under their noses."

Mingyue just smiled and did not answer. To be shocked, there was a little bit, but this martial soul secret realm was obviously different from the fairy field in her body.

Not to mention the lands that can plant genius treasures, even if the space flows by a hundred times, it is not comparable to the martial soul secret realm. Mingyue had always thought that this portable space was just a virtual plug-in.

But now, when I saw a similar martial soul secret realm, Mingyue suddenly had another guess. The portable space may not be brought by her time travel.

Perhaps, it is something that is already there in this world, and it is obtained by yourself by chance? But why do you happen to travel through time?

Shaking his head, Mingyue abandoned the random speculation in her heart. It is meaningless to think about these things now. The world is too big and there are too many secrets. Maybe in the future, there will be a chance to unveil these secrets.

"Qin Fan, why should a wall be built in the secret realm?" Mingyue followed Qin Fan into the secret realm and pointed to the wall surrounding the entire secret realm in the distance. Logically speaking, since the secret realm is isolated from the world, it should be impossible for outsiders to come in. The role of the wall is useless no matter how you look at it.

"These walls are to remind the people in the Wuhun Hall not to go beyond the wall." Qin Fan pointed to the wall and said lightly, "Did you see the fog outside the wall? Don't enter the fog, because as long as you step into the fog, you will never get out again.

No one knows what is in the fog, and no one has ever been able to enter the fog and come out from it. No matter how high the cultivation level is, as long as you go in, it will completely disappear."

"Is that right?" Mingyue was a little touched. There was such a fog in the space where she was. However, because she had never sent a living creature into the fog, Mingyue didn't know if she would disappear if she entered the fog in the space.

Chu Xiaochen brought Mingyue to a continuous house, and as Mingyue walked along, many people cast curious eyes on Mingyue. These people were old and young, tall and short.

"This is the residence of the disciples of the outer sect of the Wuhun Hall, so you can live here for the time being. The news we found this time is quite impressive. Several hall masters will need to discuss it for a while, so your entry will need to be delayed for a few days.

When the time comes, someone will naturally inform you. I will report your situation truthfully. Don’t worry, with your qualifications, it should be no problem to successfully enter the inner gate of the seventh hall. Don’t run around during this period. You are not familiar with the Wuhun Hall and do not know the rules. Don’t make any taboos.”

"I understand, Brother Chu."

While speaking, Chu Xiaochen stopped outside a room door, took out a key and a door sign from his waist to open the locked door, "This is your residence, go in and clean up your own daily necessities. Someone will deliver you later."

"OK……"

After the explanation was completed, Chu Xiaochen left. Mingyue entered the room and looked around. Although this room has not been inhabited for a long time, there is not much dust in the room. Perhaps it is because of the secret realm, it seems cleaner.

Sure enough, after a while, someone came to Mingyue's room with bedding, towels and clothes of disciples from the Martial Soul Hall. The person who came was very enthusiastic, as if Mingyue was a distinguished guest.

After a few casual chats, the man also left. When the whole world became quiet, Mingyue suddenly began to miss her father and sister in Giant Rock City.

The night passed quietly, and the next morning, the moon was awakened by a shout.

"Huh—drink—ha—”

He got up and put on his clothes, and came to the window. On the middle open space surrounded by a row of houses, hundreds of outer disciples stood in a square formation on the open space to practice.

The neat square formation is composed of some children who seem to be in their teens. They all have horse stances. Under the leadership of the leading elderly, every punch and every kick seems so serious and hardworking.

Such a scene can often be seen in TV series in previous lives, but it has never been seen in the real world. Their boxing style is very simple and looks average.

But on the periphery of the square formation, another group of outer disciples of the Martial Soul Hall were scattered. Their practices were different, and each one was different. But for some reason, they did not give Mingyue the chaotic feeling at all.

Whether it is practicing fists and feet, or practicing swords, guns and sticks, each set of movements makes a loud shout. Among the people practicing, there are several outer disciples who seem to be older, but their movements are very slow, just like the old man who is playing Tai Chi in the park.

This should be an internal martial art, but there is no slight fluctuation of spiritual power. Although it is not good to peek at others to practice martial arts, Mingyue only looks through the window in her room. This should not be considered a taboo, right?

At noon, the disciples who practiced martial arts in the open space dispersed on time, and walked towards the huge building in the distance, talking and laughing. I think that place should be the canteen of the Wuhun Hall.

Mingye was hesitating whether to follow him, but he saw the disciple who delivered the meal yesterday walking over with a food box again. It seemed that he could not leave and walk around before entering.

In the afternoon, the open space was once again filled with disciples from the Martial Soul Hall. It seemed that what they had to do every day was to practice. Mingyue was free and practiced in the room.

Now Mingyue has reached the innate realm, and with the improvement of martial arts realm, her understanding of martial arts has made great progress. At least the swords, guns, sticks and sticks I learned before in Qinshan Academy have automatically reached the state of great success.

The way of martial arts is learned from other things. When the realm reaches the level, those low-level martial arts will naturally be understood instantly. The only thing that Mingyue needs to practice again is only a set of sword techniques.

The sixteen sword techniques were deeply imprinted in my mind as if they were engraved. However, Mingyue could not remember the seventeenth style that she had not learned before.

The sixteen styles of the Sword Art have only reached the entry stage, and are still quite far from the small-scale stage. But at this moment, the roots and bones have reached eight o'clock, and the understanding has become the innate spirit, so Mingyue wants to try it. With this qualification and understanding, how can it help the advancement of the Sword Art?

With a flash of his palm, the flying sword in the space fell into Mingyue's hand. Originally, Mingyue had a magic weapon immortal sword from the Mirror Xuanzong. However, this flying sword was scrapped in the mouth of the Silver-horned Black Snake when saving Yang Qingxue. Although it was a pity, Mingyue did not feel sorry for her.

After all, if there is any mark on the flying sword of Jingxuan Sect, who knows if there is any mark that will cause any trouble to him, it is safe to use this ancestral master.

The sword light danced, and a set of sword techniques was used from Mingyue's hand. From the first to sixteenth style of the sword technique, it gradually unfolded from Mingyue's hand. This time, the practice gave Mingyue a new understanding.

Although the same moves, they have completely different ideas for artistic conception. It is like the process I have experienced before, from knowing the truth to knowing the truth now.

This is a very mysterious feeling, which makes people addicted and intoxicated. The sense of accomplishment of constantly obtaining new insights and constantly understanding the truth and exploring the truth makes the moon unable to extricate itself.

I have never stopped since the afternoon. I have used the sword technique over and over again, and even Mingyue has not looked up at the proficiency on the attribute page. Mingyue is not under the pressure of death now, and she practices martial arts purely to practice and to like it.

At some point, the noise outside stopped. Mingyue stopped and raised her head, but found that the sky outside was already dark.

When practicing martial arts during the day and resting at night, time seems to be the passing of Sha Shuo. Three days have passed. In the past three days, Mingyue not only did not feel bored, but was extremely fulfilled.

During these three days, Qin Fan came to Mingyue and told Xia Jie that he had taken everything that happened this time on himself. Although he didn't understand when Xia Jie became so brave to take responsibility, he and Yang Qingxue were spared from punishment.

However, the real situation cannot be hidden from the Lord of the General Palace and several Lords. Because of this, Xia Jie's punishment was not serious and he was ordered to be confined to half a year.

Yang Qingxue also came to Mingyue once, but Yang Qingxue came to ask Mingyue for music. She was trapped in a bottleneck and needed to improve the practice and mood of Tianyin Sword Technique by improving the rhythm to break through the bottleneck.

For Yang Qingxue, Mingyue's senses can be seen indifferently from the first amazement when she first met to the present. In Mingyue's eyes, Yang Qingxue's appearance is indeed perfect, just like those big stars who were so exquisite that they could not find any problems in their previous lives. However, as they saw it more often, the initial amaze will gradually become dull.

After all, not everyone likes this cold and cold personality that is like a giant thousands of miles away.
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