Longevity starts with learning.

Chapter 1119 Weapon Cemetery
When his true self was completely lost, Chu Mu only felt as if he was trapped in a dream, a long and clear journey of life.

Intense sadness, unwillingness, and even resentment surround my heart and are engraved in my mind!

When he woke up, traces of tears were still on his face. Chu Mu stood in the void in a daze, seeming that he still found it difficult to let go.

A touch of spiritual blessing has descended, but at this moment, the unforgettable and originally clear memory has suddenly become blurred, and even a trace of it is difficult to recall.

Before he could come to his senses, a sharp sword intent appeared silently beside him. The sword tip was sharp, pointing directly at his neck, with a cold murderous intent.

Chu Mu's expression changed slightly, his slightly absent-minded attention was instantly focused, and a regular stream of light rippled, like a barrier, blocking the oncoming cold sword.

The sword's tip is like entering a quagmire; once it has penetrated an inch, it will be difficult to advance an inch.

At this moment, Chu Mu could see the attacker clearly.

Contrary to his expectation, the visitor was not a real living being.

It was just a broken sword.

The sword blade was only two feet long, and it was incomplete with a smooth break, as if it had been cut directly by some sharp weapon.

At this moment, the sword blade pierced into the barrier and was trapped after entering about an inch.

But even though it was imprisoned, the broken sword was still sharp, and the coldness was still constantly cutting through the power of rules that imprisoned it.

However, due to the absolute quality gap, no matter how fierce and cold the attack was, the outcome was already determined.

Chu Mu raised his head and saw the broken sword originating from his palm. The power of the rules gathered together and bound it even more firmly.

"The fragments of the Heavenly Spirit Treasure..."

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Why would the fragment of the spiritual treasure have such murderous intentions towards him?
With this thought in mind, Chu Mu's fingertips moved slightly, and the power of the furnace rules that was imprisoned in the broken sword and blade suddenly surged out like a tide, directly invading the interior of the fragments of the heavenly spiritual treasure.

When the power of rules broke through the defense of the broken sword and the remaining spirituality, a familiar breath of resentment and unwillingness emerged from the broken sword like a volcanic eruption.

At the same time, an indescribable feeling of empathy also emerged in Chu Mu's heart.

Unforgettable, I can relate!
But when Chu Mu tried to recall this feeling of empathy, he could not feel it at all, and it disappeared without a trace again!

"That dream..."

Chu Mu frowned and subconsciously recalled that special dream, but in the end, he got nothing!
He pondered for a moment, then looked at the broken sword in front of him.

The broken sword has a spirit, but its spirit is full of obsession, as unforgettable as human emotions.

This is obviously not normal.

The spirituality of a spiritual treasure, even if it is a treasure from evil spirits, an extremely evil treasure like the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, is at most an extreme treasure, and its spirituality must have normal logic.

It is absolutely impossible to be so paranoid, and it is even more impossible to have murderous intentions towards people for no reason.

Moreover, why did his forgotten dream cause him to feel such empathy with the spirit of the broken sword?

All kinds of doubts ran through his mind. Chu Mu turned around and looked around. At this moment, he was in a void.

The void was dark, but there seemed to be faint twinkling stars, like the night sky under heavy clouds and fog.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and the broken sword shattered, and its remaining spirituality was instantly destroyed.

The strong paranoid murderous intent and resentment seemed to disappear without a trace at this moment.

But when Chu Mu took a step forward, the shattered spirit of the broken sword reappeared.

This time, before he could even react, it sank into his sea of ​​consciousness at lightning speed. The strange feeling of empathy reappeared, but when Chu Mu sensed it again, there was once again no trace left.

However, at this moment, somewhere in the darkness, deep in this dark void, there seemed to be some kind of pulling force, calling him to come forward.

Chu Mu frowned, and at this moment he did not do any more useless work.

Not only is there the power of rules, but there is also the blessing of spiritual brilliance.

If you can't detect any clues, it means that no matter how much you worry about it, it will be in vain.

The only thing we can do is to follow the guidance that suddenly appears, until eventually, the weirdness or mystery hidden in the depths will always be revealed.

Compared with the bizarre and magnificent experience he had previously experienced in the illusory world of Taixu, the strange void before him was completely different.

There is nothing bizarre, nor is there anything irregular or strange.

The vast and boundless void is like a cemetery for spiritual treasures!
The faint twinkling starlight, each point of starlight is actually a broken spiritual treasure.

The quality of the spiritual treasures is extremely good, and the lowest grade is at the level of heavenly spiritual treasures.

However, they are all in broken form.

The only difference is the degree of damage.

However, one thing was beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that after he destroyed the spirituality of each broken spiritual treasure, a strange spiritual fusion would occur, and he would feel the same way.

But the strange thing is that it seems that only a part of the broken spiritual treasure will have this strange connection with him.

A large part of the broken spiritual treasures, even if they are extremely dangerous, are just weapons that can attack people. To him, there is no special connection between them.

The most noteworthy thing is that as he encountered more and more related broken spiritual treasures, the spirituality of the spiritual treasures that sank into his sea of ​​consciousness became stronger and stronger, and vaguely, the guidance from the unknown became clearer and clearer.

Although the specific reason is unknown, it is obvious that continuing to search for the broken spiritual treasure that matches him and suppressing and destroying the spiritual treasure seems to have become the only way to break the deadlock.

However, searching in this vast void feels like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Of course, it’s not just about finding a needle in a haystack.

It is even more dangerous.

In this Void Spirit Treasure Cemetery, every remaining weapon is like an evil demon full of paranoid killing desire, and is filled with cold murderous intent towards all outsiders.

There is not even any fixed logic in their actions. Just the slightest movement may lead to a siege by a group of soldiers.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that these remaining Lingbao soldiers are also in a dilapidated state.

The spirituality is broken, the rules are fragmented, and as long as it does not cause a big commotion, being besieged by numerous broken spiritual treasures and weapons will not be a big threat to him.

This went on day after day, and Chu Mu didn't know how much time had passed.

He only knew to keep searching, then suppress it, destroy the remaining spirits, and integrate their remaining spirituality.

In the dark, that unknown sense of guidance became clearer and stronger.

In the end, it even directly affected his own rules, as well as his spirit, energy and spirit. He even had a wonderful feeling of merging with the void.

At the same time, broken pieces of information appeared in his mind from time to time, but these broken pieces of information, without exception, did not leave any trace except for the strange empathy and unforgettable feeling...

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(End of this chapter)