"Even the Dao marks around here have been changed."

Chen Mu converged his gaze and looked around, and saw that the entire Futian Sect's main hall was still frozen, and almost all the original rules of heaven and earth in the hall had been greatly affected, resulting in some distortions.

This distortion is almost permanent. If an ordinary monk steps into this place, it will immediately turn into ice. It can be said that this place has almost transformed into a state of chaos in the spiritual world.

but.

Chen Mu was able to calm this chaotic state.

For a True Lord, it is not difficult to erase a place eroded by the spiritual world. Of course, the premise is that the eroded part cannot go too deep. If it is like Tianyuan, even the Supreme True Lord will not be able to erase it.

Smooth it out.

The rules of the world around here were only initially distorted, so it didn't take much effort for Chen Mu. With just a thought, he raised his right hand and touched it forward, and the twisted traces in the void were forcibly restored to their original state.

There was still a chill in the hall.

The frozen black ice still seals this place, but because the twisted traces have returned to their original shape, the ice is just normal ice and snow, and will gradually melt and disappear without any care.

Chen Mu retracted his hand, took a step forward, and his body quickly disintegrated and disappeared into the palace.

The world in front of him changed rapidly, showing a dark and gloomy land. The whole world also showed a distorted scene, and the sky above was filled with inverted mountains.

It was as if an invisible hand was bending, folding, and connecting the tens of thousands of miles of earth together, so that there were inverted mountains in the sky, and black rivers flowed in the void, connecting the sky and the earth.

This is the spiritual world.

Even if a Jindan master like Feixue comes here, he must try his best to resist the completely distorted and chaotic heaven and earth traces in all directions.

But now that Chen Mu just appeared here, the twisted traces of heaven and earth nearby naturally split apart, causing a small piece of nothingness and blankness to appear in the world.

Chen Mu's expression was dull. The twisted world in front of him did not move him at all. The spiritual world was distorted everywhere. He had seen scenes a hundred times weirder than this before, and the scene in front of him was nothing.

"I don't know how far I can cut with one strike of my heart sword."

Chen Mu groaned softly, then raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together to form a sword, and waved diagonally toward the inverted mountains in the sky above.

Buzz!

But a bloody sword light suddenly appeared like a crescent moon, tearing apart countless chaotic traces of heaven and earth, flying directly upward, and then crashing down between the mountains.

A section of the top of a mountain peak was cut off abruptly and disappeared in the void. A dark crack also appeared on the entire mountain, spreading forward and backward.

Seven thousand seven hundred feet!

This is the destruction caused by Chen Mu's heart sword blow here!

In the spirit world, a strike spanning a thousand feet is the power of a true king. Now Chen Mu's blow has reached seven thousand seven hundred feet, which means that it has far surpassed those beings who have initially entered the realm of the true king.

"I don't know if those 'Great True Lords' who have cultivated to the point where they have unified the hundred paths and have entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul, can their blows in the spiritual world reach several thousand feet, or can they be said to have reached ten thousand feet."

Chen Mu looked at the damage he had caused with a thoughtful expression.

He once asked True Lord Niyun, and True Lord Niyun had indeed met the Great True Lord of One Hundred Paths, but he did not know the specific strength of the opponent. He only said that he was far stronger than the ordinary True Lord who had just entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

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Chen Mu shook his head slightly and quickly stopped thinking about it. After all, there was a system. Even if it cost a lot to upgrade to a level now, he would be able to enter a higher realm sooner or later, and it wouldn't even take long.

and.

Now that his soul power has been greatly improved, he can condense the Dao Marks much faster. Judging from his current situation, it won't take more than a few decades to gather nine Dao Marks and then turn the elixir into an infant.

Although he has broken through to the True Lord level with his soul power, there will be no qualitative change even if he turns into an elixir and becomes an infant, but his strength will still be improved.

Chen Mu called up the system interface.

[Name: Chen Mu]

【Age:58】

[Realm: Golden elixir]

[Heart and soul: Yuan Ling lv2 (+)]

[Supernatural power: thoughts transform into one element, free domain]

[Mantra of the Netherworld: Ghosts cry, rain of blood]

[Soul points: 522 points]

Looking at the changes on the system interface, Chen Mu tried to continue improving his heart and soul, but soon he saw the prompt.

To upgrade the Yuanling from lv2 to lv3, the soul points that need to be consumed have increased as expected, and it has increased significantly, directly requiring 20,000 soul points.

"If nothing else happens, it will take some time to accumulate."

Chen Mu shook his head.

Let the system interface disappear before his eyes, and then he raised his hand, and items of different shapes flew out.

Located in the center is a deep yellow thick aura. It is obviously just a wisp of aura, but at a glance, you can feel that it seems to be as heavy as a mountain, capable of crushing the mountains and the earth.

Xuanhuang Qi.

Spiritual beings that only appear in the very depths of the spiritual world.

Surrounding the black and yellow aura, there are a total of seven items, some of them glow with a little yellow luster and are fist-sized stones, while others are only the size of a finger, a mass of pitch black, like an endless and deep vortex.

"Xuanhuang Qi, Wutu Essence, Black Abyss Stone..."

Chen Mu's eyes passed over each item, and he carefully examined the collected materials again.

Finally nodded slightly.

Refining spiritual treasures with Xuanhuang Qi should be the simplest, because Xuanhuang Qi itself is turbid and thick, so refining spiritual treasures only needs to be tempered in the most primitive and simple way.

Although it may be said to be simple, only the True Lord can do it. He is the supreme True Master like Wuhui Master. Although he can shake the Xuanhuang Qi with all his strength, if he wants to refine it into a spiritual treasure, it will cost tens of millions.

I can't do it even in years.

Buzz!

Chen Mu pointed his finger, and the seven accessories in the void flashed past, and they were all submerged in the wisp of black and yellow air.

The entire Xuanhuang Qi swallowed up seven spiritual objects at once, but it only shook slightly and seemed to be just a little heavier. Other than that, no other changes could be seen.

Chen Mu looked calm. Although he had never refined a spiritual treasure, the True Lord no longer had to learn this way. With his own wisdom, he could understand all the roots and methods in just one thought.

Swish.

But he saw a wisp of sword reflected in Chen Mu's eyes, and then a magnificent bloody sword energy slashed out, landed on the wisp of black and yellow energy, and collided with it.

The wisp of black and yellow energy first solidified briefly, and then took on characteristics completely different from those of 'qi'. It erupted into a dull and distant buzzing sound, as if the sword was not cutting on a wisp of breath, but on

On an ancient, thick, and almost endless land.

Chen Mu didn't pause at all.

Wisps of sword shadows were continuously reflected in the eyes, and vast pieces of sword light spread out from the void, slashing at the wisp of black and yellow energy from all directions. Each sword light fell, and it was violently deformed by the impact.

In these collisions, several kinds of light inside the Xuanhuang Qi can be seen cracking and breaking little by little, and blending with each other under the temper, gradually pulling the shapeless Xuanhuang Qi.

Xuanhuang Qi itself is the ultimate spiritual thing in this world, but it is in the form of gas and has no power. You must condense it into a specific form and refine your own Dao marks into it to make it a spiritual treasure.

The so-called spiritual treasures are not just swords and hoes in the hands of ordinary people. They are things connected with the lives of monks. They will gradually transform and become more powerful as the monks' cultivation level improves.

It is not difficult to refine into the Dao Mark.

Although Chen Mu does not yet have the power of Yuanying, he can use the power of his heart, soul, and soul to warm and refine it, and then slowly carve Dao marks on it, just like a monk who improves his cultivation and sharpens his natal spiritual treasure.

Same.

The only difficult thing is to let the Xuanhuang Qi take shape.

The so-called auxiliary materials are not used to refine the main body of Lingbao at all. They use their different characteristics to converge to form a 'mold', so that the Xuanhuang Qi can be restrained and solidified.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

!

Along with the bombardment of sword lights, the wisp of black and yellow energy continued to deform, and gradually began to transform into the shape of a flying sword, rising and falling in the void.

This sword has just taken shape, and it already has a strong and heavy force. It seems to carry the weight of the entire world when it rises and falls. With the light of the sword, it can open up the sky and the earth and shatter the sun, moon and stars.

Chen Mu's demeanor did not change much.

After the black and yellow energy gradually condensed into the shape of a sword, he raised his right hand and pointed forward, and a little spiritual light quietly separated from his own spirit, flew towards the black and yellow energy, and disappeared into it silently.

As the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, his heart soul manifests as Yuan Ling. He can separate one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred thoughts with one mind. At this time, he separates one thought to refine the spirit treasure. From then on, the spirit treasure itself is his one thought, and

Their hearts and souls are connected, regardless of each other.

An injection of a little spiritual light.

A thought coincides.

Chen Mu suddenly gained another perspective, which was the prototype of the flying sword condensed with black and yellow energy.

The sword light is still falling continuously, continuing to hone the Xuanhuang Qi, allowing some of its details to continue to change, gradually forming a fixed sword shape, and completely finalizing it.

I don't know how long passed like this, but this black and yellow sword suddenly shook, emitting thousands of black and yellow lights, shining in all directions, covering the sky, and causing the intertwined Dao Marks between the heaven and the earth to suddenly shake, and distorted patterns appeared.

sign.
To be continued...