Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1449: There is a bright future in another village (please subscribe, please collect)
After being purified through layers of checkpoints, the fire-attributed spiritual power flows downstream along the roots of the simulated sand boron grass plant, and is diverted by roots of different thicknesses on the way, appearing at different locations deep in the peak of Tianmu Lingshan Mountain.

When the spiritual power appeared in Tianmu Mountain, one could also sense the obstruction of a pure force, but this force was obviously weakened compared to previous attempts.

This undoubtedly proves that although every attempt made by Sun Mingsheng ended in failure, it was not without value and meaning.

This attempt is like water dripping through a stone. Each drop of spiritual power may seem weak, but once it is dispersed and expelled, it will more or less consume the power of this place, just like water dripping through a stone, which seems an impossible task.

As drops of spiritual power seeped in, Tianmu Lingshan's seemingly weak resistance always existed, the last layer of eggshell, stubborn and firm.

However, after a large amount of fire-attribute spiritual power was input, the simulated sand borax plant itself was also under considerable pressure and consumption.

After all, these simulated plants do not truly exist in nature. They are only temporarily formed with the help of the insights of the cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and the dual blessings of magic power and the laws of heaven and earth.

The lifespan of each simulated plant is limited, and the amount of fire-attribute magic power that can be successfully purified through its body is also limited.

Once it exceeds the range that it can bear, the only consequence is disappearance into thin air, and these spiritual consciousness and magic power will not be able to return to Sun Mingsheng's body, but will truly dissipate between heaven and earth.

"You can't catch a tiger cub without risking its den, and you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing its cub"

But Sun Mingsheng is now facing a dilemma. If he continues to persist, his spiritual consciousness and magic power may all disappear. But if he chooses to withdraw at this time, it is also possible that his original efforts will be wasted. The expulsion force that is already on the verge of collapse may also be restored to a certain extent once it is given relatively sufficient time.

Once the simulated sand borax plant in front of him collapsed again, and Sun Mingsheng's consciousness and magic power were completely dissipated, it would take at least twenty years for it to grow back to its current state.

However, as a qualified cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, decisiveness is only a basic requirement. After a little thought, Sun Mingsheng's gaze became firm again.

The vortex of spiritual consciousness that was originally hovering above the simulated sand borax plant suddenly accelerated in speed, and the relatively thin spiritual power that was originally floating between heaven and earth also rushed into it like a moth to a flame.

And when the spiritual power between heaven and earth was insufficient, Sun Mingsheng rearranged some spiritual stones to provide assistance, showing a situation and performance of not caring about any cost.

With the rapid influx of a large amount of fire-attributed spiritual power, the few leaves of the pseudo-sandborax herb quickly turned yellow, losing their luster and vitality and fell onto the Tianmu Mountain, turning into dry and meaningless leaves.

Moreover, these leaves are destined not to exist for a long time. After losing the nourishment of magic power, they will soon dissipate between heaven and earth, leaving no trace from beginning to end, as if they had never appeared.

The amount of fire-attributed spiritual power that entered the Tianmu Sacred Mountain along the rhizomes increased linearly. Under the erosion of a large amount of spiritual power, the expelling force that was originally attached to the entire Tianmu Sacred Mountain and was almost everywhere naturally showed a clear state of exhaustion.

"Tick-tock" As time passed, who knows how much time had passed, the few leaves of the pseudo-sabotium disappeared completely, and the rhizomes attached to the deep of Tianmu Mountain also became dry and lost their original luster little by little. Some of the tiny rhizomes were left with only the last empty appearance.

It was at this most critical moment that a light, almost imperceptible sound of water drops turned into the most wonderful sound in the world, clearly appearing in Sun Mingsheng's ears.

Sun Mingsheng forced himself to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and the little consciousness left in his sea of ​​​​consciousness poured out and tracked in the direction where the sound came from.

It turned out that the first drop of fire-attributed spiritual power that freely merged into the Tianmu Mountain finally appeared under the rhizome of one of the pseudo-sabotage plants.

As for the expelling force that originally existed, it seemed that there was not much left after a long period of time. It was finally unable to support itself from both sides, and the first clearly visible crack appeared.

In fact, this situation is just like the critical moment for a cultivator to be promoted. With the infiltration of drops of spiritual power, the deadlock in other locations on the entire Tianmu Lingshan Mountain was also broken one after another. Everything seemed to be a natural result, and the spiritual power floating between heaven and earth began to blend into it in an orderly manner.

Of course, the more than one hundred simulated sand borax plants carefully cultivated by Sun Mingsheng have reached the last moment of their ability to support themselves.

Under the erosion of the fire attribute spiritual power that exceeded their respective tolerance ranges, they were transformed into stars and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Naturally, Sun Mingsheng felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness in his body and sea of ​​consciousness, which was caused by the fact that his spiritual power and consciousness had not returned on time.

However, this so-called emptiness is simply caused by the excessive consumption of mana and spiritual consciousness, and will not have any substantial negative impact on the foundation of the cultivator's practice and future path.

In the future, Sun Mingsheng only needs to invest a certain amount of time and energy and follow the relevant records in "The Golden Crow's Ascension Technique" to recover as before.

“After many twists and turns, you may think there is no way out, but when you turn around, you will find another village. It is true that only by risking your life can you have a chance to find some possibility of success from the impossible. After thirty years of hard searching, there are some results. The mystery of the cave where Tianmu Grandma passed away and the mystery of the disappearance of the spiritual veins of Tianmu Lingshan are finally being solved step by step, and the real truth is getting closer step by step.”

The joy in Sun Mingsheng's heart was naturally incomparable, just like a bowl of clear water that a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert encountered at the last moment was as precious.

Therefore, he did not care about the consumption of his spiritual consciousness and magic power, and forcibly mobilized the little spiritual consciousness left in his body to rush forward, following the pattern where the largest amount of spiritual power disappeared and merged into the Tianmu Lingshan Mountain, hoping to discover something from it.

Once the expelling power in Tianmu Mountain was consumed, the fifth-level mountain, which was originally famous in the entire cultivation world, naturally had an unquestionable need for spiritual power. After losing the passage of the simulated sand borax grass, it actually began to actively absorb the spiritual power floating between heaven and earth, and continuously replenished it. Although the amount was small, it was endless, just like a stream flowing into the desert, seemingly useless but persistent.

(End of this chapter)