"Return to the realm?"

Mo Yun found a comfortable position, straightened his legs, sat on the soft cushion, and leaned against the wall of the car behind him.

He relaxed the muscles in his body, after all, he hadn't had a good rest after coming to this world.

Return to the realm...

He really had no experience in this realm, so Mo Yun looked at Huang Yingwei with a little curiousness, wanting to hear what he would say.

"If I was right, you should have reached the next level long ago. It was just because you didn't polish your body to the limit in all aspects, so you deliberately suppress yourself, right?" Huang Yingwei asked.

"That's right. Speaking of which, this is what a senior brother from Fengxue County told me, and he is also an investigator." Mo Yun said casually, "You should be the same, right?"

"That's right, but you should also know that to become a strong person, the important thing is not only to cultivate all aspects to the limit, but more importantly, to find your own path." Huang Yingwei's expression became slightly serious, "So, I have some questions to share with you."

"Find your own way?" Mo Yun sat upright, "What do you say?"

He was completely unfamiliar with this.

In the real world where he is, the second base world, the promotion system of the ancient blood man is to gain powerful power by controlling the bloodline in his body and stimulating the explosion of bloodline power.

But his own bloodline power seemed to have been sealed by his parents, and he only retained a strong physique.

Therefore, the cultivation system he adopted was actually the one adopted in the base world where Huang Yingwei was located.

As for this system, although he has introduced the skills he has majored in and the true skills of Yanyang, he still has many things he is not sure about.

"You should also know that the word "all things return to one" is the name "return to one's realm" is taken from this word."

Huang Yingwei said, "My understanding is that we must systematically summarize our own martial arts and combat skills, as well as combat philosophy, and form a unique style. On this style, to go further, we are to find our own path."

"I roughly understand what you mean." Mo Yun thought for a while, "What you said focuses on the conceptual aspect. What I have studied before is the specific technical level."

"Oh?" Huang Yingwei looked at Mo Yun curiously, "Tell me what?"

"The most critical difference between the realm of return and the realm of true qi is the release of true qi. Our true qi is the initial energy in the cell, from food, and from the essence we draw from the world. When we use true qi to continuously transform the body, the structure of the body is changing unknowingly."

Mo Yun said, "For example, when I first practiced hard qigong, I exercised my skin and bones, but recently, I began to let the true qi polish the internal organs, make the organs stronger, and open the acupoints in the body... When a channel for connecting the body and outside the body forms, the true qi can naturally be released. This is what I understand as the state of return."

At this time, the carriage vibrated slightly and the wheels began to roll.

Both of them stopped talking at the same time.

Mo Yun looked out the window and saw the dilapidated buildings on both sides starting to move backwards, and trucks made of steel began to move slowly.

The caravan set out again.

After departure, the carriage became stable, and only occasionally, it vibrated slightly due to the bumps in the road.

"Yes, tempering the internal organs, using true qi to gradually transform the body, and opening the acupoints, this is the most orthodox way of cultivation."

Huang Yingwei nodded, "However, I heard from the elders in the Tantric Buddhism that all the strong people who can stand on their own have basically found their own way before they are promoted to the realm of reincarnation. Then from the realm of reincarnation to the realm of freedom, it was smooth sailing and natural."

"What do you want to do when you say this?" Mo Yun asked, "You just say it."

He also realized that Huang Yingwei said this as if he had something to ask for him, but he was embarrassed to speak directly, so he looked for him in a circle.

This doesn't seem to be very similar to the Huang Yingwei he knew.

"I want to hear what the way you found." Huang Yingwei smiled a little embarrassedly and said.

"My way?" Mo Yun was stunned for a moment.

"Yes." Huang Yingwei nodded, "Listen to your thoughts, it will be very helpful for me. We can communicate with each other."

Obviously, this is a relatively private topic. Even with his relationship with Mo Yun, it is a bit too much to make this request.

“My way…”

Mo Yun pondered for a moment. This question was both simple but complicated for him.

Speaking of which, he almost never thought about this topic systematically.

Therefore, he was also a little tranced for a moment.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Huang Yingwei shrugged when he saw that he didn't speak.

"No, I need to think about it myself." Mo Yun shook his head.

He slowly closed his eyes, and scenes of scenes since joining the survival game appeared in his mind.

When Huang Yingwei saw Mo Yun's eyes closed and thought, he did not continue talking. He sat in the corner on the other side, looking at the flying scenery outside the window with a little bored, and was stunned.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but the carriage shook slightly. Mo Yun opened his eyes and found that it was pitch black outside the window.

Is it dark? He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was impossible.

He looked out and found that the convoy was parked in an empty underground hole. Then torches lit up, and the orange-red firelight illuminated a surrounding area.

This is an underground passage with dark holes on all sides, and I don’t know where to lead.

A gust of cold wind blew from both sides of the cave, and the cold wind blew in through the gaps in the car window, making him feel a little cold.

"It's probably another refuge." Huang Yingwei seemed to see what he was thinking, shrugged, "Go down and have a walk?"

"good."

Mo Yun nodded, then stood up, opened the car door, and walked out of the car.

A group of guards, as well as passengers from the caravan, walked out of the carriage, held torches, and traded with strangers in animal skins or coarse cloth clothes that came out of the nearby hole.

Some people simply set up street stalls next to the carriage, put out all the remaining ragged things, lit torches, and formed a considerable temporary market.

The orange-red flames burned near the carriage, and in this dark underground, it meandered like a river formed by flames.

Shang Yongyi came over and explained a few words: "This is a small refuge. Originally, the caravan did not need to stop here, but because the materials were damaged too seriously before, I thought it would be better to stop, exchange and replenish some materials. The time would not be too long."

"I understand." Mo Yun responded casually.

Seeing that he seemed to be unintentional to speak, Shang Yongyi left on his own.

Stopped at this shelter, Shang Yongyi also needs to talk to the leaders of this shelter to see if he can ask the other party to exchange some food and drinking water.

After all, when I was attacked by the thief before, there were too many damaged materials.

Watching Shang Yongyi's back leave, Mo Yun leaned against the outer wall of the car, staring at the ignition lights that lit up in the dark underground space, and for a moment he was also a little moved.
Chapter completed!