After becoming a state of return, the true energy can be released.

A strong man in the Return Realm can wave his hand to kill someone a hundred steps away.

It can be said that only by entering the state of return can one become a true master, and only by initially entering the door of cultivation, with a trace of resistance.

Thinking of the senior brother I met in the camp world, Han Bing pointed to Yang Huayuan's style, Mo Yun couldn't help but be fascinated.

He has been deliberately suppressing his strength for a long time.

Now, he gradually felt that he could break that level at any time.

"Three bullets, two loaves of bread!"

"Two bullets, two loaves of bread!"

On the street stall next to him, people in the caravan were trading with someone in the shelter, and the two kept bargaining, which was very lively.

Mo Yun looked at it with interest for a while.

About ten minutes later, after moving his body a little outside the car, Mo Yun felt a little bored.

After saying hello to Huang Yingwei, he turned around and returned to the carriage, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the Yanyang true skills.

Yanyang True Kung is a martial art with strong growth potential and a reward he received after completing his mission in the base world.

Only when the previous part is completely practiced will the latter part be displayed.

Therefore, Mo Yun actually couldn't see the cultivation method of the realm of return.

However, he could probably guess something from the perspective of the leopard.

The most important thing is that this technique requires perseverance and practice every day.

Many people always try to find the fastest way to advance and gain in the shortest time when practicing.

Just like after graduating from college, when he first started writing novels, he always wanted to make money and support himself.

He began to think about making money and success. As soon as he wrote a novel, he saw a few clicks, so he couldn't help but stop writing and wanted to write another one again.

But during that period, his writing level did not improve much, but instead made his mind become impetuous.

Later, he decided to regardless of his grades, carefully think about his words, read carefully, and concentrate on writing.

As a result, the words he wrote quickly became better, and not long after, he achieved some results.

After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, the car door was pushed open, Huang Yingwei also got into the car, and a middle-aged man was following behind him, Shang Yongyi.

"That... two, can you discuss something?" Shang Yongyi asked a little embarrassedly.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yun opened his eyes.

"The leader of the shelter is an acquaintance of mine. His daughter wants to follow our caravan to the Metropolis to see her, so she asks me to help take care of her..."

"Ge Xiaolian?" Mo Yun asked.

"Yes, it's her." Shang Yongyi smiled bitterly, "She said she knew two, and... the position in the convoy was really not enough. I wonder if the two would like to let her come up?"

Is the location insufficient?

Yes, when he was attacked by the thief, many vehicles were blown up by rockets and landmines. He and Huang Yingwei were able to enjoy such a large carriage, so Shang Yongyi was particularly taking care of them.

In fact, the caravan's vehicles were already a little overloaded.

Since the other party now has this need and Ge Xiaolian is not so annoying, Mo Yun hesitated and nodded, "Yes."

"What about you?" Shang Yongyi looked at Huang Yingwei.

"Since Mo Yun has no objection, I have no objection either." Huang Yingwei said lazily.

"Okay. Thank you both." Shang Yongyi said politely. As soon as he finished speaking, a girl in white animal skin jumped into the carriage.

Shang Yongyi shrugged and walked out of the car.

"I am coming!"

"Xiaolian, slow down."

A middle-aged man wearing black animal skin followed the car with helpless expression and grabbed Ge Xiaolian's arm.

"That... I'm Ge Xiaolian, you already know each other." The girl smiled at the two of them, then broke free from the middle-aged man's arms, "This is Wei Hai, my uncle, I watched me grow up since I was a child and was my own person."

She asked with a familiarity, "I walked too fast just now and forgot to ask your names. I don't know what you two call me? And the master?" She looked at Mo Yun and said with a smile.

"I am Mo Yun, he is Huang Yingwei." Mo Yun pointed to the tall young man next to him, "Also, don't call me master."

"Okay, Brother Mo, Brother Huang." Ge Xiaolian said with a smile.

I have to say that this girl smiled very infectiously.

Two dimples were exposed on the oval's face, fair skin, fat-free belly, and burning eyes made people feel very energetic, and their whole body was filled with lively and beating energy.

However, the middle-aged man named Wei Hai who followed Ge Xiaolian into the car always stared at Mo Yun and Huang Yingwei with dissatisfaction.

Mo Yun moved to the other side of the carriage, freeing up space for the newly arrived two people, and leaning in the corner himself.

Ge Xiaolian and Wei Hai were sitting near the car door. Thanks to the large area of ​​the car, they didn't feel crowded.

After chatting with the girl for a few casual words, Mo Yun sat cross-legged, closed his eyes to rest, and secretly thought about his future path of cultivation.

Huang Yingwei lying on the mat, looking like he was asleep and had no intention of speaking.

The carriage suddenly became quiet.

About ten minutes later, the carriage slowly shook and a slight thrust appeared on the back. Mo Yun could feel the carriage driving on a slope upward.

Soon after, a bright white light shone in from outside the gap in the car window.

The caravan left the dark underground space and continued to move forward.

"My current combat system is rich, but it is also quite chaotic. Several methods are not combined. It often requires a moment of thinking when fighting. If you encounter a strong opponent, you may suffer."

Mo Yun closed his eyes and thought carefully about the shortcomings in his martial arts system.

First of all, the attack method. The melee battle is the Giant Elephant Art passed down by Du Zhicheng's family. Whether it is palm techniques or boxing techniques, they are very powerful.

This is also the most used technique he has used so far.

The second is weapons. The Flame Sword is his common sword technique, and the first two styles of the Soul-Breaking Sword are his trump card and will not be used easily.

Next is the light skills and the land magic technique at the True Qi Realm level. As light skills, he also gained a considerable advantage.

Then there was defense, the secrets of hard qigong obtained from Mount Molu, which were basically achieved by himself and Du Zhicheng, and the hard qigong that was basically successful also saved his life many times.

Attack, defense, speed, these are all his advantages.

"Return to the state of oneness, all things return to one another, find your own path...not only the goal of life, but also includes finding a combat system that belongs to you and forming your own combat style."

Mo Yun was thinking silently in his heart.

If the advantages of these three levels can be combined and combined together, then his combat effectiveness should be able to be improved by half a level before being promoted to the realm of return.

But, how should we do it?

He thought for a moment.

Perhaps, we should start with the artistic conception.

At the beginning, what allowed Mo Yun to stand out from ordinary investigators was the soul-breaking sword intent he had realized.

Relying on the intent of the sword, he can surpass most practitioners of the True Qi Realm at the same level.

And artistic conception is something at the spiritual level, which may help him integrate his combat system.

When he is promoted to the state of unity, he should start to try this idea.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun slowly entered a state of deep meditation.

On the other side of the carriage, Wei Hai couldn't help feeling a little unhappy when he looked at the two young men opposite him, one sitting and the other lying down.

Although he heard Ge Xiaolian blowing the sky, he himself looked ordinary and unenergetic, and did not look like a very strong evolutionist.

He turned to look at Ge Xiaolian next to him and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure these two are very strong evolutionists?"

"Of course, at least that Brother Mo is very strong." Ge Xiaolian whispered, "I heard from other guards of the caravan that they are both super-stage evolutionists, and their strength is one level stronger than ordinary evolutionists!"

"Super stage evolution?" Wei Hai frowned, "I have been traveling around the world for so many years, and I have never heard of this statement."
Chapter completed!