Longevity starts with learning

"Follow...what you want?"

Chu Mu frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled.

"Yes, follow your heart."

"Don't suppress any desires in your heart, any dark side, don't suppress it, take the initiative to detect and arouse it."

"Only in this way can you provoke the filth that has been eroded by the heart of the sand-tailed scorpion."

Yun Qianshan was very calm.

"The seven emotions and six desires are all like this."

"Of course, you must stick to your original intention. Otherwise, if you sink into desires, then don't talk about purifying your soul and heart."

Chu Mu was thoughtful. As far as the "cheap senior brother" in front of him said, everything was undoubtedly very clear.

A "scorpion egg" can be said to be a demon seed, or a split spirit...

But if it is according to what Yun Qianshan said, it might be more appropriate to describe it as...the inner demon.

The soul carries and reflects in the heart.

However, due to the suppression of the cage, it is not obvious. Therefore, it can only look for it in its heart and reflect the flaws of its own soul, thereby triggering that trace of filth and actively... "becoming a demon"!

In the end, it fell into darkness with that trace of filth, and fell into a thousand-year dream formed by the filth of the soul.

In a moment in the outside world, a thousand years may have passed in the dream.

In the dark, the heart is towards the light.

Waiting for the clouds to clear and see the moon, clearing the filth of the soul, naturally, also clearing the root of this scorpion egg.

Purifying the soul is purifying the heart...

Chu Mu pursed his lips. At this moment, he was already helpless in his heart.

After waiting for a decade, he got such a result...

This kind of moth flying into the fire, I am afraid that everyone in the ancient heavenly palace would avoid it.

In this hall, there are hundreds of thousands of monks offering sacrifices, and it is probably difficult to find a few volunteers.

Most of them are probably coerced and induced.

This seems to explain why the Heavenly Palace, which had ruled the world of immortal cultivation for countless years, collapsed extremely quickly after the catastrophe caused by the Sand Tailed Scorpion Mother, or the Heavenly Evolution Holy Beast.

Eight hundred years of spring and autumn means the eternal sleep of hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

Given the terror of the Heavenly Evolution Holy Beast and the scale of the catastrophe that completely destroyed the world of immortal cultivation, how many more than 370,000 cultivators could there be in the world of immortal cultivation after the catastrophe?

"Brother, you don't need to worry too much. Purifying the soul is also purifying the heart. Anyone who can survive this catastrophe, without exception, has a mind as sharp as a torch and a will as strong as steel. The immortal path is also transformed from a natural chasm to a smooth path, and from then on they embark on the road to heaven."

"This palace also has unimaginable rewards for the disciples of the Pure Soul..."

Yun Qianshan said slowly, as if he was comforting Chu Mu, but it seemed that he was comforting himself.

"May I ask, brother, how many disciples are there in the Soul-Clearing Mountain now?"

At this time, Chu Mu suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"At this moment, there are still 3,892 disciples in the mountain."

"Some are like you, who have just entered the Soul-Clearing Mountain not long ago, and some have stayed here for many years and are still looking for the impurities in their hearts..."

"In addition, there are more than 100,000 attendants in the mountain. When you settle down, we will arrange attendants to your residence to serve you in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and to facilitate you to find the impurities in your heart..."

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded slightly. He looked around, the candlelight flickered, and through the doors and windows, he could clearly see the rolling mountains and the towering pavilions.

At this time, Yun Qianshan said again:

"If you have too many concerns, you can also leave your descendants here. Every attendant in the mountain is carefully selected by this palace..."

"According to the palace's rules and regulations, no matter whether you succeed in purifying your soul or not, and no matter what the qualifications of your descendants are, you can enjoy the treatment of this palace's inner palace disciples from birth."

When Chu Mu heard this, he was stunned and seemed a little surprised.

Then, he seemed to think of something and said slowly: "May I ask, senior brother, I have a spirit beast. I entered the Soul Purification Mountain with you. Does this spirit beast also need... soul purification?"

As he said this, Chu Mu patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and Wangcai appeared. His pale golden demon body was still full of mottled blood.

Seeing Wangcai appear, Yun Qianshan seemed to be stunned, and his originally smiling expression became almost visibly solemn.

"Junior brother, why did you bring a spirit beast here?"

"Didn't the palace tell you that people with incomplete intelligence are not allowed to enter this place?"

Chu Mu's heart sank, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"This is troublesome!"

Yun Qianshan looked ugly: "With incomplete intelligence, how can you find the mental pollution!"

"Without a sound intelligence, you can only rely on the guidance of the master. In other words, if you want to save this spirit beast, you have to find the mental pollution and then pull this spirit beast into your spiritual world."

"But if so, what you have to face is not only the pollution of your own mind, but also the mental pollution of this spirit beast."

"And the spirit beast has incomplete intelligence, its mental pollution , often more bizarre and more unpredictable..."

"When the Soul Purifying Mountain was first established, several fellow apprentices led spirit beasts here, and some tried to save spirit beasts, but without exception, none of them succeeded..."

At this point, Yun Qianshan was silent for a while, and then he tactfully advised:

"Brother, you are a true cultivator of artistic conception, and your mind is firm. According to past experience, the chances of success in the Soul Purifying Mountain is very high..."

Chu Mu forced a smile, he gently stroked Wangcai's head, and looked down. At this time, Wangcai seemed to understand what the two said.

It raised its head and looked at Chu Mu. In its eyes, there was no trace of the beast's brutality, only the gentleness as before.

Without any means of restraint, he is still so... docile!

"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone."

Chu Mu rubbed Wangcai's head and seemed to be laughing and cursing, but the firmness in his words was extremely clear.

So far, this is the only one on my journey to immortality.

If he leaves even this last point behind, then he will really be alone.

"Why……"

Seeing this, Yun Qianshan opened his mouth. When the words came to his lips, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Junior brother, please think about it carefully. Senior brother, I am in Yunfeng Pavilion at the foot of the mountain. If anything happens, just send a message directly."

Yun Qianshan patted Chu Mu on the shoulder, said nothing more, turned around and walked out of the palace.

Chu Mu's eyes flashed slightly, and as he nodded, he watched Yun Qianshan slowly disappear from sight.

"The soul is immortal...or is the obsession still there?"

Chu Mu looked around, and a voice of self-murmur that only he could hear slowly sounded.

The era of Heavenly Palace has been so long ago.

It is obviously impossible to say that this Pure Soul Mountain has existed since ancient times and has been inherited forever.

Judging from what Yun Qianshan said, his consciousness was obviously still in the ancient heavenly palace.

In other words, I stayed at Jinghun Mountain for more than eight hundred years.

But the reality is that the Heavenly Palace has long become a legend, and is not even known to the vast majority of immortal cultivators.

"Perhaps it is the spiritual world formed by relying on the Heavenly Evolution Saint Beast?"

Chu Mu was pacing in the hall, and while his consciousness was flowing, candles were reflected in his perception, and wooden tablets, along with personal names, were also reflected in his perception.

Everything is clear.

Some tablets are withered like rotten wood, as if they have gone through countless years of spring and autumn and have become dead. Some tablets are full of life, and you can even see the faint fluctuations of the soul.

There is also a trace of life left in the withering of the rotten wood, like a candle in the wind, which seems to be completely extinguished at any time.

Some candles suddenly went out, and the tablets withered completely...

Hundreds of thousands of tablets are stacked in layers, surrounding the hall, showing solemnity.

Chu Mu walked around and didn't notice anything unusual.

While he paused, his eyes moved and he was once again fixed on the dazzling scarlet color on his wrist.

The Sand-Tailed Scorpion Mother, or...the Tianyan Holy Beast...

His guess seems to be correct.

The truth is even... scarier.

For more than eight hundred years, hundreds of thousands of monks came and went.

But so far, that side of Mohai is obviously almost out of control.

I just don’t know what is the reason for this place that has been hidden from ancient times to reappear in the world?

"There should be some kind of back-up plan?"

Chu Mu was thoughtful, he patted Wangcai's head, took a step forward, and walked out of the hall as if he was shrinking to an inch.

The mountain peaks are towering, and the main hall is even more majestic.

Even when you climb high and look far away, you can't see the end of Jinghun Mountain.

Wherever you look, there are rolling mountain peaks and countless pavilions and pavilions.

In front of the temple, there were even many disciples wearing... Tiangong robes walking past.

Some people with low cultivation level, seeing him standing in front of the temple, even stopped to greet him and paid homage.

He could even hear some of the conversations among the monks, and the topics were all about purifying souls. The dazzling scarlet color on their wrists was also extremely clear.

Everything is extremely real.

It was as if he had really crossed the long river of time, arrived at the ancient Tiangong era, and arrived at Jinghun Mountain in this ancient era. He transformed into a Tiangong disciple and fulfilled the mission of flying a moth into the flame.

"Heavenly Palace..."

He took a long breath, shook his head, and dispelled countless distracting thoughts in his mind. He took steps towards the direction of Pure Soul Pavilion mentioned by Yun Qianshan.

Behind the main hall, the ancient tower stands tall.

The plaque of Jinghun Pavilion hangs high on this nine-story ancient pagoda.

The door of the first floor of the ancient pagoda is wide open, and there is an endless stream of Tiangong monks coming in and out.

"All the testers are here..."

Chu Mu glanced at the two monks who just passed by without leaving any trace. Although they were also wearing Tiangong robes, it was not difficult for him to see that these two people were the testers outside Jinghun Mountain.

As his thoughts flowed, Chu Mu raised his hand and his light green robe suddenly rippled. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a flawless white robe from the Heavenly Palace.

When the wealth is put into the Qiankun bag, standing alone, there is no difference at all from the surrounding Tiangong monks.

And with the flash of the phantom god's face, his face also changed, and his aura converged. Even people he knew well might not be able to recognize his existence...

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