Longevity starts with learning.

Chapter 970 Bronze Mirror

After a conversation, Emperor Heng sighed and said, "I'll leave all matters concerning Mohai in your hands..."

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously recalled the tired voice from before. He hesitated for a while and asked tentatively: "Fellow Daoist, are you trapped here now, or?"

Heng Huang: "I broke free from its restraints. It should have noticed it. It will be difficult for me to leave this place for too long in the short term."

As soon as the words fell, the dragon robe standing in the void slowly disappeared. After a few breaths, it turned into starlight and disappeared.

Chu Mu seemed to be thinking about something, but after just a moment, he forced himself to suppress these distracting thoughts and looked at the projection of Tian Xin in front of him.

It was originally an illusory thing, but after being nurtured by Daheng for hundreds of thousands of years, it became a real existence.

To make the false become true, in a sense, this projection has obviously become a fact.

In fact, it can probably be regarded as a separate entity of Tianxin.

"Upper Bound……"

Chu Mu gently stroked the jade-like surface, sensing the aura from the upper realm. His calm mind was also stirred up a bit.

Countless years, countless attempts to obtain it.

Now, he has become one of those people who want but cannot get.

It’s a pity that this ascension passage is right in front of us, yet it’s far away.

But it only lasted for a moment, and the ripples dissipated.

After all, this is the ascension passage to heaven.

All the monks in the Heavenly Palace are marked and become puppets of the Heart of Heaven.

It is not difficult to guess that in the upper realm, there must be a higher level of Taoism than the Heavenly Palace.

The monks in the Heavenly Palace, who travel to the upper realms through the ascension channel, must also be bound by the higher level of Heavenly Heart.

Even if you ascend to the upper realm, you are still a puppet.

And according to what he understood, those who were not monks of the Heavenly Palace could not use the Heavenly Palace's ascension channel to ascend.

In other words, even if this ascension channel still exists, he cannot use this ascension channel.

Even if he forcibly occupied this ascension channel, it would be meaningless.

After all, the other end of this ascension channel is obviously controlled by the Taoist orthodoxy of the upper realm of heaven.

If you are not a cultivator from the Heavenly Palace and take forceful actions, you will end up going to the upper realm to die.

But if he were to plant that damn mark and slowly lose his original intention, would he be willing?
The answer is clear.

Even if he was restricted or even enslaved, he would always have a chance of survival with the blessing of spiritual light.

But if even one's original intention is reversed, how can one survive?

The Daheng inheritance has been around for hundreds of thousands of years. If it weren't for this demon catastrophe that caused the change in Tianxin, it would probably be difficult to break free from the shackles, let alone find its original heart.

And this is just the world of cultivating immortals.

If we were in the upper realm, what would we expect?
"call……"

Chu Mu let out a long breath, a little sad, but it quickly disappeared.

The flow of spiritual consciousness was all fixed on this projection of the heart of heaven.

The heart of heaven is mysterious and unparalleled.

Even if it's just a projection, you can definitely get a glimpse of some of the mystery.

The coordinates of this world and the transmission system of the ascension channel are even more mysterious.

To him, the latter is even more important than the former.

As time passed, a touch of spiritual light once again fell on the projection of Tianxin.

The leap of intuitive thinking was like a computer running at an unimaginable speed, rapidly analyzing every structure on the Tianxin projection.

Chu Mu did not expect to be able to fully comprehend this Heavenly Heart Projection. The treasure forged with the remains of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure must be far beyond his current cultivation realm. Although he had the blessing of Linghui and his profound knowledge, it was not impossible for him to peek into the mystery of a higher level.

But this kind of voyeurism obviously has a limit.

With the cultivation level of the fourth level, coupled with unparalleled insight and knowledge, it is not difficult to peek into the mysteries of the fifth level.

But if it is the sixth level, or even the seventh level, that would be a bit out of the ordinary.

What Chu Mu wanted was very simple. As long as he could get a glimpse of a tiny part of the truth, it would allow him to more clearly lock onto the coordinates of the upper realm.

As for more, he could neither do it nor dare to ask for it.

Several years passed in a flash while I was so focused.

When the ten-year period passed, just as Chu Mu had expected, the high-level authority that he had originally under his control was stripped away completely in the blink of an eye.

When he got back to earth, he had returned to the cloud-top mansion in Chiyan City.

Chu Mu did not stop for a moment. The moment he appeared, he took the initiative to cut off the connection with the heavenly realm and completely returned to reality.

Immediately afterwards, there was another period of retreat.

After ten years of contemplation and with the blessing of a touch of spiritual light, his gains were enormous.

A huge amount of insights accumulated in his mind, which still required him to sort out further and carefully.

The courtyard was silent, the cave door was tightly closed, and in the blink of an eye, several years had passed.

It was not until the eighth year that this heavy door, covered with a thick layer of dust, slowly opened.

The room was in a mess, with spiritual papers covered with lines and words scattered all over the floor, and waste residue from refining equipment piled up like a mountain.

Chu Mu walked out of the room, raised his palm slightly, and a palm-sized bronze mirror hung in front of him.

The bronze mirror is not in the shape of a mirror. There are intricate lines on the back. Although it looks messy, it also forms a complex Bagua pattern.

There is a suspended pointer on the front of the bronze mirror, and the corresponding mysteries of the branches of heaven and earth are engraved on the body of the mirror.

And in the center of the pointer, there is a light like starlight flickering, as if connected to some unknown existence.

Chu Mu stopped in front of the door, looking a little uneasy.

He looked up at the sky, his mind moved slightly, and a devouring force spread, swallowing up the mess in the room in the blink of an eye.

He leaped forward and appeared above Chiyan City.

In the past twenty years, Chiyan City has changed a lot, whether it is the city’s defense or the number of monks in the city, there have been great changes.

The biggest change is the desert sea.

The desert sea that was originally so close has turned into a large area of ​​lush vegetation.

The purification of the desert sea has already begun.

On the edge of the desert sea, the erosion of the power of death is not strong.

With Daheng mobilizing a large amount of manpower and material resources, the early desert sea purification plan was undoubtedly implemented extremely smoothly, and the rapid progress far exceeded original expectations.

As for the demons...

Chu Mu looked outside the city. The war had stopped for a while, but the brutal murderous atmosphere after years of fierce fighting clearly proved the situation over the years.

Looking at the horizon, one can vaguely see demons flooding in and blood boiling.

Chu Mu glanced at the people in the city who were on high alert, hesitated for a moment, and then his eyes fixed again on the bronze mirror floating in his palm.

The coordinates of the world have been analyzed by him.

In other words, as long as he planned properly and prepared carefully, he could locate the coordinates of the upper realm in reality...

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(End of this chapter)