Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 552: Demonstrating Magical Powers Again

Xuanzeng Mountains.

"The young master is back."

"Young Master, how was the banquet at Silver Moon Mountain?"

"Young Master, next time you attend a banquet, can you take me with you..."

Hua Meimei laughed and nodded frequently, occasionally saying a few words to respond to the tribesmen she met, while leading Chen Mu into the depths of the mountains.

Not long after, the two arrived in front of a waterfall. The rolling spiritual energy rushed towards them along with the water falling to the ground. Above the turbulent pool, under the reflection of the sunlight, it was flashing with five-colored light. It was obvious at a glance that the grade was not low.

Hua Meimei smiled and introduced, "Brother Chen, look, the water vein here is called the Five-Colored Pond, and the spiritual energy is extremely rich.

It's just that my demon race doesn't know the rituals for refining it, unlike you human cultivators who can refine it into magical treasures like the River Map. I just treat this Five-Colored Pond as a place to go. I often played here when I was a child. Is it to your liking?"

Chen Mu looked up, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and he chuckled, "Xuanzheng Mountain is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. This Five-Colored Pond is a top-notch water vein among the third-level water veins!"

"it is good!"

Hua Meimei clapped her hands and cheered, looking quite proud.

Chen Mu smiled slightly when he saw this. Just as he was about to express his gratitude, he remembered the true owner of Xuanzeng Mountain, so he asked in a low voice: "Brother Hua, why don't you ask Senior Wuyun for instructions?"

"No need!" Hua Meimei waved her hand, looking like she was in charge, and said, "Brother Chen, don't worry. I can't guarantee anything else, but in Xuanzheng Mountain, you don't have to worry about anything. Just do as I say."

Seeing how confident he was, and seeing that treasures like the Xuyang Locking Cicada Talisman would come as soon as they were promised, Chen Mu believed it about 70% to 80%.

"In that case, I will be disrespectful to refuse."

After saying that, he did not forget to explain: "But Brother Hua, don't worry. I took the Five-Colored Pond to cultivate my magical powers. Afterwards, this water vein will still belong to Xuanzheng Mountain."

This was true. He truly had no intention of interfering with other people's lands. Even after refining it, the Five-Colored Pond would be like a part of his "vein"...

Hua Meimei chuckled and said, "Well, Brother Chen, you can practice here first. If you need me for anything else, you can send someone to call me."

Chen Mu nodded.

Seeing this, Hua Meimei did not stay any longer and immediately took away all the dozens of tribesmen who followed her, leaving this quiet space for Chen Mu.

After everyone left, Chen Mu took a deep breath, his eyes moving, and walked towards the pool.

"Wow..."

His steps were steady, and ripples appeared on the water surface, but he did not sink. Instead, he sat down in the middle of the pool, as if he had merged with the water.

He did not rush to circulate the Lingshu Qingyuan True Water. Instead, he sat down and breathed in and out several times before deducing the formula of the Lingshu Qingyuan True Water bit by bit.

After a few days, his mind withdrew from the mysterious water lotus, and he felt that his understanding of the magical power of Lingshu Qingyuan Zhenshui was becoming more and more profound.

"The sea embraces all rivers, and water contains all oceans..."

Chen Mu murmured, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed. A drop of water shot out and finally hung in the air, flashing with spiritual light and fluctuating continuously.

If you concentrate and look carefully, you will find that this tiny drop of water seems to contain an endless river, and you can hear the sound of waves and water.

The next moment, the Five-Colored Pond seemed to be drawn in, and wisps of five-colored water vapor, like swallows returning to their nests, continuously merged into the water droplets...

...There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During the past six months, in addition to spending three hours every day absorbing spiritual energy and practicing martial arts, Chen Mu also spent his time practicing the magical power of Lingshu Qingyuan Zhenshui.

Moreover, this time, in order to absorb the water veins to strengthen his magical powers, he no longer practiced in a hurry like last time, but deliberately slowed down so that he could be more in line with the characteristics of the water-walking method.

As his mastery of this magical power deepened, he could increasingly feel the changes in himself.

Compared to his Buddhist magical powers and mediocre swordsmanship, his talent for water magic and thunder magic is truly amazing!
Even if we put aside the mysterious water lotus, his talent in water magic and thunder magic can at least be ranked among the top in Fushan Changhe.

According to his own guess, it was because he had refined the scales of the Ancestral Dragon.

The dragon clan is the absolute master of the two great arts of rain and thunder, and this knowledge was passed on to him, naturally improving his aptitude in water and thunder magic.

If the mysterious water lotus is added, it should take at least five years to complete the magical power, not to mention three years.

"In that case, perhaps I can find more water and thunder-attributed magical powers in the future..."

Chen Mu nodded secretly, and then stopped thinking about it. The Five Color Pond still lacked a little bit before it could be fully absorbed, but now that he had realized it in his heart, there was no need to deliberately slow down...

One day, he had a thought and shook the golden elixir, releasing a ball of elixir light. The elixir light swayed gently in the air and then turned into a flowing water-colored light curtain.

In an instant, the sound of the tide surged, and there was a loud noise. With the last wisp of the original water of the Five-Colored Pond flowing into it, the water curtain expanded by more than 60% compared to half a year ago.

Looking at the suddenly changing water-colored light curtain, Chen Mu wanted to try out its ultimate point.

So he kept running the Dan Guang, and the water curtain also flew up, rising higher and higher like a rising tide, almost covering half of the nearby mountain.

Chen Mu stared intently, concentrating on experiencing the changes. When the water curtain could no longer rise, he observed silently and found that he had used up almost 30% of the Dan light.

This is the limit of what he can achieve at the moment. If he continues to practice, as his Taoism realm gradually deepens, or if he absorbs more water veins from all over the world, he will be able to increase his power a bit more.

But he knew that this couldn't be achieved overnight; it required continuous effort...

In a flash, several months passed.

As the battle for the Demon Court is about to begin, the various demon tribes have become increasingly silent, giving a strange feeling of calm before the storm.

On this day, Chen Mu, who was reading the scriptures, suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked outside and saw Hua Meimei flying towards him with an excited look on her face. She could hardly suppress her smile and said:

"Brother Chen, after discussion among the nine major demon tribes, the battle for the Demon Court has been set for a month from now!"

"Oh?" Chen Mu smiled slightly and put down the book in his hand.

After waiting for so long, the final date finally arrived...

At the same time, in the Qiankun Cave on Juding Mountain, a burly man with a strong back and nearly a meter tall woke up from his meditation.

As he stretched out his hand, a huge force quietly emerged, crushing the chains in front of him. He sighed repeatedly, "After more than ten years of hard training, I have finally achieved success..."

He laughed loudly, stood up, pushed open the stone door of the cave that weighed more than ten thousand pounds, and walked out.

Outside, there was an ugly, naive boy dozing off. When he saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then ran out in ecstasy, shouting, "The young master has come out of seclusion, the young master has come out of seclusion!"

(End of this chapter)