Chapter 587

After the Martial Dao True Domain is forged, a martial artist must continuously nourish it with true force.

Only then can a Sword Dao Law be born in the future!

The Momentum of Martial Dao.

The True Intent of Martial Dao.

The True Domain of Martial Dao.

The Law of Martial Dao.

These are the four profound realms of Martial Dao.

And the Law of Martial Dao is basically something a Marquis realm cannot touch.

"Rest for a while first, and condense the Fist Dao True Domain later."

Meng Zhangqing slowly rose.

After stepping into the Marquis realm, he could now easily bear the existence of a True Domain.

It would no longer be like before, where just a single True Domain was extremely strenuous.

"Martial artists on the Heavenly Ranking have all condensed True Domains."

"But basically only one."

"I must condense two to defeat them; if three, or four..."

The corner of Meng Zhangqing's mouth lifted slightly, "That would be crushing them."

Very few martial artists could possess four True Intents like him!

And all of them were at the Perfection level!

Meaning he could condense four kinds of True Domains!

True Intents can be fused to increase their power.

Naturally, True Domains can as well.

Hum~

Suddenly, the token at his waist vibrated.

It was a message from the Grand Elder.

He picked up the token.

The Grand Elder's voice sounded.

"Zhangqing, have you broken through successfully?"

"Yes."

Meng Zhangqing replied.

"Good, good, good!"

The Grand Elder said excitedly, "Now you have two choices: one is to return to the Southern Border with me, the second is to stay here. Recently, the challenge days for many Heavenly Ranking martial artists have arrived; you can go and try challenging them. If you can secure a position, the benefits will be plentiful!"

"Return to the Southern Border, huh."

Meng Zhangqing's gaze shifted slightly.

Going back seemed like there wasn't much to do either.

Better to stay in Central Province.

As for the possible dangers.

The Zhang Sect would protect the Dao.

No need to worry too much.

Besides, he still had some things to do in Central Province, such as finding spiritual items to rebuild the root bones and fleshly bodies for his little aunt and Senior Brother Yun.

Only through cultivation can anyone live long.

Especially his little aunt.

Her cultivation base of merely the Aperture Opening Realm simply couldn't sustain many years of life.

Additionally, he wanted to learn more about the events of that year.

At that time in the Zong Sect, his little aunt's words were not specific; there should still be many hidden secrets.

Was it merely because she saved a Demonic Dao martial artist?

Were they acquainted with each other?

Or had she long held a grudge against the Zhengyi Holy Land, using this as an excuse to suppress her?

And why couldn't the Linglong Holy Land protect its most outstanding disciple of that generation, and so on.

There were many suspicious points.

"I'll stay in Central Province."

Meng Zhangqing answered.

"Good, then come over here for a moment, I have some things to give you."

The Grand Elder said.

"Mm."

――

He arrived at the great hall.

The Grand Elder was already waiting there.

Upon seeing Meng Zhangqing, a look of delight immediately appeared on the Grand Elder's face.

This pressure.

No doubt about it, it was the Marquis realm!

A marquis barely past twenty!

Throughout the ages, one could count them on one hand!

Rarer than the morning stars!

No matter how you look at it, he's far more suited to be Zhang Sect than that fellow Xi Yingqing!

Once the time is right in the future,

hurry and have Xi Yingqing step down—out of sight, out of mind.

"Second Senior Brother."

Meng Zhangqing smiled faintly.

"Please, sit, sit."

The Grand Elder immediately stood up, letting Meng Zhangqing take the seat beside him, his eyes brimming with undisguised satisfaction.

"What about Mo Xiaoyu and the others?"

Meng Zhangqing asked.

"Sent them off."

The Grand Elder replied.

"Sent off?"

Meng Zhangqing was taken aback.

"Much like your girl Kong, they've all been sent to the appropriate factions to cultivate."

The Grand Elder gently stroked his white beard.

"I see."

Meng Zhangqing nodded.

At the same time, his heart stirred slightly.

Though his own Zong Sect lay far in the Southern Border, its roots in the Central Province seemed to run deep as well—he knew so many factions. For instance, Kong Linxue being sent to the Alchemy Pagoda, which was a top-tier great sect!

"Back in the day, the Eighteen Disciples of Mentaixuan Sect, though they caused plenty of trouble, also made connections with many people. Today, most of these people have already risen to the upper echelons of the various great factions, even becoming their masters."

"They owe our Mentaixuan Sect favors."

The Grand Elder seemed to have guessed what Meng Zhangqing was thinking and immediately said with a smile.

"Mm."

Meng Zhangqing did not press further.

The Eighteen Disciples of Mentaixuan Sect.

He truly did not know what had actually happened back then.

To end up in such a state today.