Could martial arts talent be inherited?
This had always been a topic of debate in the martial arts world.
On the whole, everyone felt that it was hereditary.
After all, for so many years, the vast majority of martial arts geniuses came from large sects or martial arts aristocratic families.
This was already proven.
However, Su Mo's White Jade Pavilion quickly slapped the face of the person who had said this.
Under Su Mo's reform, the martial arts world began to burst with unimaginable vitality!
New martial arts geniuses were born every day!
There were new and wonderful ideas bursting forth at every moment!
The peerless cultivation technique that was originally only allowed to be cultivated by a very small number of people could now be read by anyone at will.
The fire of wisdom of the people was completely ignited!
Countless martial arts geniuses began to show their talents!
In just ten years, a new batch of martial arts grandmasters had emerged in the martial arts world!
This group of martial arts grandmasters was not inferior to the martial arts prodigies of the large sects.
And the number far exceeded that!
They came from all over the world.
Some were the sons of carpenters, some were the sons of farmers, and some were the sons of merchants.
The only similarity was that they all came from White Jade Pavilion!
At the same time, they were all Su Mo's fanatical supporters!
In their eyes, Su Mo had given them a new life!
Without Su Mo's White Jade Pavilion, they might never have had the chance to come into contact with martial arts.
He would not have the chance to change his fate!
In the White Jade Pavilion in the sky, there were five cities on the twelfth floor.
The immortal caressed my head and tied my hair to accept immortality.
It was a poem that they had passed down.
In their eyes, Su Mo was that celestial!
Give them new immortals!
Anyone who dared to speak ill of Su Mo would face their relentless pursuit!
With the support of this group of martial artists, Su Mo's prestige reached an unprecedented peak!
Martial Saint!
This was how they addressed Su Mo!
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In a small shop in the capital, Zhou Yi drank his wine gloomily.
Compared to ten years ago, the current Book of Changes was clearly much more haggard and aged.
For the past ten years, he had been cultivating in an extremely dangerous mystic realm.
He experienced life and death every day, walking on the edge of death.
However, hard work paid off. At this moment, the Book of Changes had already entered the realm of Ghost Immortals!
In martial arts, it was equivalent to the Martial Saint Realm!
Moreover, according to Elder Hun, although Ghost Immortals and Martial Saints were of the same realm, they were still at the same level.
However, Ghost Immortals had far more tricks than Martial Saints.
A Ghost Immortal could even fight three Martial Saints without losing!
Therefore, Zhou Yi was full of confidence this time.
In his heart, he did not even consider Su Mo as an opponent.
After all, from what he could see, Su Mo was at most at the Grandmaster Realm, or even at the Grandmaster Realm.
They were not on the same level as him.
His real target this time was the only Martial Saint of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Wuji!
Once he finished off Zhou Wuji, no one in the Great Zhou Dynasty would be his match.
When the time came, he would take revenge.
She had bullied him and his mother before.
None of them can escape!
However, when Zhou Yi came back full of confidence, he was completely dumbfounded.
What did you say?
Su Mo was already the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
A great change of blood in the martial world?
And what was White Jade Pavilion?
Sixteen Martial Saints working together were all killed by Su Mo alone?!
And Su Mo was only a martial grandmaster at that time?!
After hearing this series of news.
Zhou Yi's face was full of doubt. The little bit of excitement and pride in his heart was instantly washed away.
Although he had only been away for ten years, he felt as if he had been away for a hundred years.
He was so unfamiliar that he did not recognize this world at all.
White Jade Pavilion, land reform.
The Book of Changes could not understand a single thing Su Mo did.
However, Zhou Yi understood one thing.
Challenging Su Mo was simply courting death.
He fought sixteen Martial Saints alone!
This was not even human!
The courage that had just risen in Zhou Yi's heart instantly disappeared completely.
The terrifying shadow that Su Mo had left in his heart during his childhood once again appeared.
"Elder Hun!"
Zhou Yi said gloomily,
"Am I really a banished immortal? Why do I feel that Zhou Mo is more like it?"
"There's no need to doubt it. You must be a banished immortal!”
Seeing Zhou Yi cower again, Elder Hun hurriedly said,
"I can guarantee this with my life!”
"You're not only a banished immortal who has descended to the mortal world, but you're also a true chosen one!”
"Bear the responsibility of leading the world forward! The responsibility to change the world!"
"Lead the world forward? Change the world?"
The more Zhou Yi listened, the more he felt something was wrong.
"Isn't this what Zhou Mo is doing now?”
"Are you sure you didn't find the wrong person?"
"Absolutely not!"
Elder Hun said firmly,
"You have to believe in me, and you have to believe in yourself!”
Elder Hun looked at the lost Zhouyi and knew that the other party had suffered a serious blow.
If he did not correct it in time, it was very likely that it would cause a crack in his mind.
Hence, Elder Hun couldn't care less and gritted his teeth.
"I'll tell you the truth!
What Su Mo was doing was not what the world wanted!”
"Not what this world wants?"
"That's right! What martial arts development? It was all bullsh * t!”
"The true trend of this world should be the rise of soul cultivators!!!”
Elder Hun's expression turned solemn when he spoke up to this point. He said in an extremely solemn manner,
"I shouldn't have said it, but now I have to.”
"Soul cultivation is the future! That was the future that this world wanted!”
"And you are the one who shoulders this future!”
"I'm the one who shoulders the future."
Zhou Yi's eyes revealed a shocked expression when he heard Elder Hun's words.
"Then Zhou Mo…"
"I don't know what's wrong with Zhou Mo.”
Elder Hun laughed coldly and said,
"But everything he's doing now is against the world!”
"Don't think that he looks very glorious now. In fact, it's all just a mirage.”
"Time comes and the world works together, but heroes are not free!”
"In front of absolute luck, no matter how powerful Zhou Mo is, it's useless!”
"You are the one chosen by the world, the true chosen one!”
Elder Hun looked at Zhou Yi seriously and said,"
"You have to believe that the final victory will definitely belong to you!”
"I'm the person chosen by the world, the true chosen one.”
"The final victory will definitely belong to me."
Hearing Elder Hun's words, Zhou Yi's expression became more and more excited, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Elder Hun, tell me! What should I do now?"
"Very good! That's the spirit!"
Elder Hun laughed as he looked at the Zhou Yi that had regained its vigor.
"Actually, you don't have to be afraid of that Su Mo. Do you know why?”
"Because the other party cultivates martial arts! And you cultivate soul path!"
"From the very beginning, the other party was destined to be no match for you!”
"The highest level of martial arts is the Martial Saint. The path above is cut off and there is no future.”
"As for soul cultivators, there are still nine levels of lightning tribulation above ghost immortals!”
"As long as you can pass the three lightning tribulations, a Martial Saint will be nothing more than a toy in your hands!”
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