Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 410: The Imaginative Picture

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone expressed regret again.

However, he knew that Chen Mu was consumed by murderous intent at the last moment.

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he did not casually mention the matter of killing.

The secret of the way to kill is not going to help even if it is revealed now, it will only add to your troubles.

According to him, this matter still needs to be solved through discussion with his master...

"Since the inheritance here has come to an end and the hundred-year agreement has been made, can we return to the mountain?" Xu Jingyang raised his eyebrows and asked the Jindan Zhenren.

As soon as he finished speaking, many disciples immediately echoed him.

They did not have the progress of Chen Mu and others, and lost the opportunity to compete for the inheritance early on. If it were not for the mission from the master, they would have returned to the mountain to practice on their own long ago.

Meeting friends to discuss philosophy, brewing tea and drinking wine, nothing can be more happy than being here.

Master Su Yao smiled softly, turned to look at his brothers, nodded, and then replied, "After we inform Xuantian Mansion, we will return to the mountain immediately!"

Not to mention the foundation-building disciples, even they didn't want to stay here for long.

After putting so much effort into breaking through the barriers, in the end, what I gained was not as good as that of a Foundation Establishment junior...

It is fate, what can we do?
After a while, the disciples walked out in groups of two or three, some went back to their rooms to rest, and some invited each other to drink. It was obvious that without the inheritance approaching, they were all relaxed.

"Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Chen, please stay a step."

Chen Mu was not surprised and stopped immediately after hearing this.

Master Su Yao didn't beat around the bush and asked softly, "What inheritance did you two receive?"

Chen Mu looked at Xiao Qiang, who nodded and replied, "Uncle Master, what I have learned is a method of spiritual cultivation... Junior Brother Chen should be the same."

"The method of cultivating the spirit and soul?" Upon hearing this, Master Su Yao frowned and felt quite disappointed along with the other three masters.

For them, the cultivation of the soul is certainly important, especially when they reach the Nascent Soul stage, the strength of the soul is of great importance.

But what they urgently need now is how to break through to the Nascent Soul stage...

Just now, I still had an illusion, hoping that the inheritance of Chen Mu and others could help me break through the Nascent Soul Realm, but most of the soul-spirit methods are not very effective.

"It's a pity that this is not a method to cultivate realms. Otherwise, my Fushan Changhe would be able to add another Taoist lineage." Master Wu sighed, and the others nodded.

True Man Su Yao didn't respond. She looked at Chen Mu and the others and continued, "After returning to the mountain, can you copy it down to add to the foundation of your sect?"

Before she finished speaking, she smiled and said, "Of course, we won't let you hand it over for nothing. The sect will reward you with different levels of mountain and river talismans based on the grade of the secret technique..."

Xiao Qiang nodded immediately and said, "It is the disciple's responsibility to be trained by the master."

Chen Mu had no objection, after all it was only the first part of the Xuan Hei Chapter, and he didn't even know what grade it was.

Just a few words and everyone was happy.

After Master Su Yao waved her hand, the two of them retreated.

"Junior Brother Chen, I'm grateful for your protection this time... If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can ask me for help." Xiao Qiang smiled slightly, and her graceful figure quietly paused.

Chen Mu politely said twice and did not refuse. Maybe he would really need her help in the future.

After all, Xiao Qiang is the Shanhe Daozi of this generation of Fushan Changhe. Her family background is also prominent. She is a direct descendant of the famous Xiao clan in Beiyuan. Otherwise, Fang He would not be obsessed with pleasing her.

For such a person, even if you have nothing to ask for at the moment, it is best not to refuse him outright.

When he returned to the quiet room, he found Xu Jingyang already waiting in the pavilion, fiddling with tea and looking at him with a smile.

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, his eyes dimming slightly without him even noticing. "Junior Brother Chen, let's wait until we return to the mountains to drink the spiritual wine. For now, try my new spiritual tea." Xu Jingyang poured a cup and gestured for Chen Mu to sit down. "I've been waiting for a long time. Tell me about the inheritance..."

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Chen Mu could only pick out what he could say and describe it vividly.

For a moment, Xu Jingyang exclaimed in surprise, sometimes sighing and holding his forehead, sometimes angrily slamming the stone table, it was really lively...

After a long time, Chen Mu, who had been sent away, sat cross-legged in the quiet room. His mind calmed down a little, and he closed his eyes to calculate the gains and losses of this trip.

Well, it must be the Xuanhei Sutra and the broken small banner inherited here.

He really couldn't see through the broken small banner.

The spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate it, and the magic power cannot move it.

After entering his dantian along with the Xuanhei Sutra, it chose to hang above the water palace motionless, without any reaction, allowing him to test it in every way.

After thinking about it, he guessed that it was because his cultivation was not enough.

"What realm is Soul Ancestor at? This broken little banner should be his soul-chasing device. It should be at least a spiritual treasure grade... The Foundation Establishment Realm is indeed a bit lacking."

"Let's wait until we reach the Golden Core stage before giving it another try!"

He nodded slightly and put it aside for the time being.

As for the Xuanhei Chapter Sutra, it was not as unresponsive as Xiaofan's.

With just a thought, the one-foot-square black scripture slowly opened, revealing hundreds of characters and an exquisite portrait.

"The Picture of Undeliberate Contemplation..."

Chen Mu frowned and went over hundreds of characters in his mind.

"This is indeed a method of cultivating the soul. Once you practice it, you can visualize the Wuwangxuhun day and night. Not only can it make the soul grow, but it also has the effect of condensing it..."

He was delighted: "This method is extremely amazing!"

As we all know, it is not difficult to grow the soul. Many spiritual materials in the world of immortal cultivation can do it. For example, the third-level spiritual fruit, the Soul Abyss Fruit, can increase the strength of the cultivator's soul. Although the effect is not strong, it can indeed do this.

However, refining the spirit and soul is not that simple, because the spirit and soul are of great importance. If there is even the slightest mistake, the cultivator may lose consciousness and be unable to be liberated.

Therefore, few people would condense their souls before the Nascent Soul stage, for fear that the gains would outweigh the losses and ruin their own path.

While refining the soul is so difficult, it naturally has great benefits.

Not to mention the advantages in fighting, just say that in cultivation, if the soul is condensed and strong, when the time comes to break through the golden elixir, it will be much easier to shatter the spiritual pool foundation and condense the golden elixir.

This is what Chen Mu values. After all, he is now close to a breakthrough and has to consider the next breakthrough.

"This means I have one more thing to do..."

He shook his head and smiled, feeling a sense of joy in enjoying his practice.

After a moment, his expression straightened and he looked at the portrait near the hundreds of characters.

In the void, a phantom soul figure was quietly floating. The soul had no form, only an outline.

But just that light stroke contains countless Taoist implications.

Chen Mu's realm was still low, and he couldn't see through it completely, but he could also feel some enlightenment.

My mind was like my eyes. After gazing at the illusory soul for a long time, I couldn't help but relax. I felt my soul slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea, being embraced and nourished by an inexplicable force...

(End of this chapter)