Longevity starts with learning

Chu Mu looked up at the gray sky outside this world, and his thoughts began to swirl.

The so-called self-contained world is undoubtedly a level that is difficult to define.

His simple space can be regarded as a world of its own.

That vast secret realm can be regarded as a world of its own.

But without exception, both are just empty shells, and their inner cores are reflections of this great world of cultivating immortals.

If the theory of truth constitutes heaven and earth by itself, then it should be that the laws of heaven and earth constitute themselves as a whole, and then it can be regarded as a world in the true sense.

"Cultivation, cultivation of immortality..."

"Can immortals do it...create the world..."

Chu Mu's eyes flickered. After a long time, he suppressed the countless unrealistic fantasies in his heart. Then he looked at the narrow space in front of him, and his eyes became calm.

Immediately, his figure flickered, and in the next moment, he disappeared into this space.

"The name of the Spirit Beast Bag...maybe called the Universe Bag is more appropriate."

In the cabin, Chu Mu picked up the bag and couldn't help but smile.

Qiankun bag, there is Qiankun in the bag, and it is indeed worthy of its name!

If he has the opportunity to continue condensing the space in the future, if he can go further on the path of immortality, even the legend is unknown.

The heaven and earth are included in it, and the name of the universe is not impossible to become a reality.

The Universe Bag and the Nine Dragons Prison Tower, the futures of these two treasures are both space and universe!

After looking at it for a moment, Chu Mu raised his hand and turned it over. The cloth bag named Qiankun was hanging on his waist. When he slowly raised his head, the smile on his face was gone, only as cold as ice for thousands of years.

The corpse puppet... wants to devour the master!

He stared indifferently at Wangcai who was bitten by Wangcai. As his consciousness circulated, the slave mark planted deep in the corpse puppet's soul was like a millstone, crushing the corpse puppet's soul over and over again. The severe pain in the soul, like the cruelest punishment in the world, fell on this corpse puppet over and over again.

Even though the corpse puppet is mentally retarded, he can still feel the pain.

Even if he can't feel it, he, the corpse puppet master, will make him feel it clearly.

He had already expected that the corpse puppet would devour its owner.

But what I didn't expect was that he was still safe and sound. Even though it was not considered a chance just now, this corpse puppet immediately started to backfire!

and……

From this, it seems that the intelligence of this corpse puppet is not stupid and low as he thought. Its intelligence is not low, but it has been hiding instinctively, waiting for the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

Otherwise, after he entered the Qiankun Bag, he would not suddenly attack and want to destroy the Qiankun Bag, thus directly annihilating him.

"Okay!"

After a while, he spoke out to stop Wangcai, and his gaze towards the corpse slowly became calmer.

After all, it is just a human shield for his slave.

Whether it is a corpse puppet or a spiritual beast, as long as it is a slave, the instinct of the creature will inevitably resist.

Such as Wangcai, who has no real constraints and is just the emotional pull of getting along day and night, can reach a tacit understanding that is difficult to achieve even in a contract. After all, it is only a very small minority.

"Woooo..."

Wangcai turned around, glanced at Chu Mu, bent slightly, and roared twice at the corpse puppet, as if he was scolding the corpse puppet for this rebellious guy.

Chu Mu glanced at the corpse puppet that was still wailing in pain. He raised his hand and wiped it. As the slave mark dissipated, the Qiankun bag around his waist suddenly glowed. Under the pull of the slave mark, the corpse puppet that was still collapsed on the deck was directly moved. Submerged into the Qiankun Bag.

Chu Mu looked calm and took one step back to the cabin.

He moved his fingertips lightly, and a sea chart projection floated in front of him. In the vast sea, a point representing the flying boat flickered in it, moving slowly.

Chu Mu tapped one after another, and the projected sea map changed accordingly, ocean, land, Chu River outlet, Bazhou...

In the blink of an eye, a clear route was clearly marked on the chart in front of you.

"It will probably take about two months..."

Chu Mu probably judged that normally, the journey from Chixia to Bazhou is naturally more than two months. Even if the Yuan Ying Great Monk fled with all his strength, it would be impossible to cross such a distance in just two months. distance.

But according to his arrangement, the flying boat can reach an island on the way and pass through some teleportation arrays on the way, which can greatly reduce the distance.

The so-called two-month journey only refers to the distance that he really needs to travel.

This is only due to the current chaotic situation in the vast sea. Otherwise, through Chixia's teleportation hall, one can directly teleport to Bazhou, which is extremely convenient.

After thinking for a while, the projected sea map in front of him disappeared. Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and the light screen panel appeared in his field of vision.

Over the years, the light curtain panel has not changed much.

The higher your cultivation level, every slightest improvement is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The Dharma is like this, and the technique is also like this.

On the light screen panel, the dual skills of elixir and weapon have been trained for many years, and have already reached the limit of the third-level high-grade. Limited to the initial cultivation level of the golden elixir, it is already difficult to make any progress.

The biggest change is in the art of formation. It has not been long since Demon Realm World officially began to study the art of formation. Now, it has not been long, and it has been promoted to the third level of low-grade. Looking at the vast sea of ​​immortality, it is worthy of it. He is known as the Master of Formation.

As for the sword's intention, although it is derived from belief and has little to do with one's own cultivation, it is rooted in the soul and is closely related to the strength of the soul.

Since he realized the sword intention, the growth of the sword intention has always been limited by the soul, which is equivalent to being limited by the cultivation level.

Even though he has reached the Golden Core Realm, his sword intention is still the best, and his skills are close to the realm of Tao, and he has already surpassed half of it. However, he was restricted by his soul and did not make any progress for many years.

His own cultivation, a volume of the Great Sun Sutra, and the cultivation of the early stage of the Golden Core, reflected in the specific values ​​of the light curtain panel, is about one tenth of the value change.

In other words, since he formed the elixir, many years have passed, and the realm of the early stage of the Golden Core has crossed one tenth.

Although it seems insignificant, for him, it is undoubtedly an improvement at a great cost.

After many years in the Demon-Suppressing Islands, he has already had a lot of elixirs to assist in cultivation.

Day after day, the accumulation of elixirs, many years of spring and autumn, in exchange for this step of cultivation progress.

If he were to practice alone, without the assistance of elixirs, it would be difficult for him to succeed in just a few years with his spiritual roots.

And the "spiritual brilliance value", when he was in the secular world, compared with the secular life span, every point of spiritual brilliance value is a rare existence.

Compared to the long life span now, over the years, the "spiritual brilliance value" has already accumulated to an extremely large number.

"After this matter is over, maybe I should retreat and practice for a while."

The light curtain panel dissipated, Chu Mu's mind flowed, a pill entered his stomach, his eyes closed slightly, and his magic power surged. The cabin slowly fell into silence...

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