Longevity starts with learning

Stepping into the immortal path.

For an immortal cultivator, the so-called flesh wounds are basically equivalent to no damage.

Even if the broken limbs are regenerated, even if the internal organs are broken, they are just some tricky flesh wounds.

For an immortal cultivator, as long as it does not involve the essence of spirit, energy, or the injuries of the Dantian meridians and soul, it is basically not a problem.

And now, under this ubiquitous oppression, he is involved in everything.

Moreover, moving forward will only make it worse.

"What is the test?"

Chu Mu's face was ferocious, and the ubiquitous pressure made his thinking a little slow.

"Spiritual brilliance!"

He gritted his teeth, and the "Spiritual brilliance blessing" descended.

The wisdom of the leaping thinking is not very meaningful in such an environment.

The biggest role may be to force him to keep a little spiritual light in his almost blurred consciousness.

He only knew that there was no way back.

In his current state, there is no point in retreating. Even if he retreats to the end, there is no way for him to return to the bottom of the lake.

Only forward, step by step...

The unknown means danger, but also life.

Step by step...

The bloody footprints and bloody spots formed a bloody road, spreading into the depths of the white fog, spreading bit by bit.

At some point, his consciousness had completely blurred. He only felt that the white fog in front of him was no longer white fog, but an obstacle, a wall...

It didn't matter what it was.

He couldn't see clearly.

Neither his spiritual consciousness nor his eyes could support him to see the external objects clearly.

He only knew that what was in front of him was no longer an endless illusion, but a substance that appeared at the end...

He used up his last strength to punch, and the obstacle in front of him seemed to be directly broken.

Then, the omnipresent terrifying pressure instantly... disappeared without a trace!

"Huh... Huh..."

Chu Mu collapsed to the ground powerlessly, his spiritual consciousness had been released, feeling the mess of his body's spirit, and his already somewhat blurred consciousness gradually returned.

Just as he began to look at the surrounding environment, the originally rich white color turned green with the naked eye, and almost in the blink of an eye, it enveloped him.

He subconsciously mobilized his magic power, and as the green mist enveloped him, a faint coolness suddenly emerged around him.

"Healing?"

The mana he mobilized stagnated, and Chu Mu was a little confused, but his whole body, from his soul to the inside and outside of his body, the wounds that healed rapidly, clearly explained the effect of the green mist.

Feeling this terrifying healing effect, it was almost out of the instinct of an alchemist. The consciousness that was originally a little vague, at this moment, was completely awake in an instant.

Chu Mu struggled to get up, letting the green mist heal his wounds, while several jade bottles in the storage talisman were also placed around.

Enduring the pain, he mobilized his consciousness and contacted the wisps of green mist that gathered.

When the feeling of being touched and covered by his spiritual consciousness surged into his heart, he could not hide his joy. He ignored the injury of his soul and mobilized his spiritual consciousness to compress the wisps of green mist into the jade bottle and seal it.

Even though the spirit, energy and spirit were so injured, this green mist could easily heal them. Such a terrifying healing effect...

At least, he had not seen it before. First-level and second-level elixirs were all like this.

Even the soul-cleansing pill made from several rare spiritual herbs could only heal the pollution of the soul.

The healing pills in the world of immortal cultivation can basically only target a certain item, or even be directly subdivided into a certain small item, such as treating meridian injuries, treating dantian injuries, etc.

Like the green mist...

Until the green mist gradually dissipated, and he had accumulated three jade bottles of green mist in his hand, he shifted his energy and began to sense the magical effect of the green mist.

The white mist targets the spirit, energy and spirit, and it is almost an oppression everywhere.

And the green mist also targets the spirit, energy and spirit...

No injury, no cure!

At this moment, in the perception of the divine sense, the body and spirit were originally in a mess. Now, under the effect of the green mist, in just a few dozen breaths, they have all been healed.

And...

Chu Mu closed his eyes slightly, feeling the sense of perfection in the dark. Extending from this sense of perfection, the opportunity to build the foundation is clearer than ever before.

It seems that this time, his experience, just like the two-headed giant snake, is a blessing in disguise, broken and then rebuilt...

Chu Mu is not sure whether this premonition is true or not, but the sense of perfection from the spirit is very clear.

And this feeling has never been there before.

Then, he seemed to think of something and subconsciously looked at the light screen panel in his field of vision.

[Name: Chu Mu. ]

[Skills: Basic Sword Skills (Reaching the Peak) 10000/10000

Fireball (Back to Basics) 8653/10000...]

[Fire Art 13th level (4000/4000)]

[Barbarian Bull Art 4th level (4000/4000)]

[Alchemy: Body Tempering Pill: Reaching the Peak (1235/10000)...]

[Weapon Refining: Giant God Arm: Perfection: (1236/5000) Bamboo Dragonfly: Perfection (4532/5000)...]

[Spiritual Brilliance: 6532.6%]

As expected, the basic swordsmanship representing the spirit, energy and spirit, the Fire Art, and the Barbarian Bull Art.

The proficiency of the three has surpassed the original boundary and entered the true meaning of... perfection.

After a moment of gesticulation, he looked around.

The green mist that could be regarded as a healing elixir dissipated, and what came into view was an empty space.

A magnificent and unobstructed hall.

And he was now at the edge of the steps of the hall.

After that, it was the distance of several hundred meters that he had just walked with difficulty.

In front of it, it was a towering staircase.

The steps seemed to be made of some kind of spiritual jade, crystal clear, with an inclined jade ramp in the middle, carved with dragons and phoenixes, as if a jade scroll extending upward.

On both sides, there were steps paved with jade, and jade handrails about half a person's height, on which there were also various exquisite patterns carved.

Faintly, it seemed that the pattern array was flashing on the towering steps in front of him.

Looking up again, there was a stone beam in the hall, on which a light green plaque was hung.

"Xiandao Pavilion!"

The moment he looked at the plaque, three ancient and simple characters written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like manner, like active life, came into his eyes and into his soul.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to see countless historical scenes emerging, passing through his soul like a scroll.

But when he looked closely, he seemed to see nothing, only the heavy history and the vicissitudes of time, very clear...

So clear...as if it was directly engraved on the soul.

"Xian Dao Sect..."

Chu Mu subconsciously murmured, everything seemed to be illusory, but the three words "Xian Dao Sect" appeared inexplicably.

In other words, this secret realm in front of him was ruled by this sect called... "Xian Dao Sect" in the distant past...

Xian Dao Sect...

Seeking immortality...

Chu Mu looked at the towering steps in front of him, took a deep breath, took a step, and stepped onto the steps...