Chapter 412

Withdrawing his gaze, Mu Yong continued to stuff the leaves in his hand into his mouth.

After eating until he was half full, he walked to a small stream flowing on the side and drank the water with both hands.

Bush leaves, a small stream.

Before saving enough spiritual power, this was his only resource to survive.

The "Heavenly Spirit Qi Refining Technique" can ensure that he can survive by eating grass and drinking water, but if he wants his body not to be too empty, he has to use a wisp of spiritual power to nourish his flesh every day.

In other words, he must practice at least three wisps of spiritual power every day to ensure that he does not suffer from deficiency under the conditions of the Heavenly Track Spirit-Absorbing, while saving a wisp of spiritual power.

'Damn Heavenly Spirit Sect!'

He cursed in his heart again, until the bitterness in his mouth dissipated a lot, and Mu Yong stood up.

"Whoosh~"

Breathing out lightly, he looked at the Seedling-level disciples who were also sitting and breathing not far away.

A part of them had already formed small groups, looking at him from time to time, with ill intentions.

Mu Yong didn't care.

Among these people, at least one-third will be taken away by the Law Enforcement Hall because they cannot afford the offering of one wisp of spiritual power every day.

As for whether they will come to find his trouble...

Hehe!

As the saying goes, body, hair, and skin are all the sect's property.

In the Heavenly Spirit Sect, no one dares to 'damage' the Heavenly Spirit Sect's property.

Although he has just entered the Dao, it is too simple to use the rules of the Heavenly Spirit Sect to play these people to death.

Sigh~

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even if he came back for another life, he still had no confidence to change this damn world.

His mind fluctuated, and Mu Yong returned to his original position and sat down.

No matter what he wants to do, the first thing he must do now is to get rid of the current situation.

'Pasturing spirits and nourishing oneself, the body becomes Cang. The Dao begins with Tai Xuan Tai Xuan, the ancestor of transcendence...'

Reciting the "True Scripture of Pasturing Spirits and Nourishing Oneself to Become Cang" obtained when he saw the Heavenly Track in his previous life, his flying thoughts were immediately suppressed, and his spiritual platform was suddenly clear.

Spiritual energy surged in the void, and wisps of thin mist visible to the naked eye lingered around his nose, rolling like a swimming dragon as he ran the cultivation method.

The night passed without words.

Early the next morning, Mao hour.

A big sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the morning light penetrated the thin mist and fell.

Dang~

A vast and distant bell sound spread, and visible sound wave wrinkles wandered from the highest point of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

Dragging out a rainbow-like trajectory in the mist, golden characters like fireflies swam in it, as if the truth of the world was manifested.

Wherever the bell sound passed, wisps of pure and transparent spiritual power, true essence, and even magic power were drawn away, merging into the golden characters like fireflies.

On the open space, wisps of spiritual power were extracted, and everyone's energy declined at this moment.

Mu Yong naturally could not be an exception.

Coming back again, his cultivation speed far exceeded others.

The eight wisps of spiritual power hovering in the spiritual sea were also drawn, one of which was forcibly extracted, went all the way up along the spine, and finally sprayed out through the Baihui acupoint, merging into the bell-sound characters.

After all the shares were collected, the colorful rainbow light transformed by the bell sound gradually disappeared.

'Offering the surplus of all living beings, nourishing oneself...'

Mu Yong lowered his eyes, but an epiphany rose in his heart.

The Heavenly Track strips the living beings of the world, 30% of which belongs to the various Return to Emptiness Immortal Venerables in the world, and 70% belongs to the 'Xuanxiang Heavenly Track' transformed by Ancestor Tai Xuan Qi in the past.

Accumulated over the years, how vast is the cultivation contained in the Xuanxiang Heavenly Track.

Every Return to Emptiness Immortal Venerable covets it, wanting to break through the Heavenly Track and seize the accumulation within to plan for a further step.

But...

Whether it is a Return to Emptiness Immortal Venerable or a Spirit Transformation Immortal Monarch.

Who would have thought that the so-called Xuanxiang Heavenly Track is actually a 'ritual', a ritual with a glimmer of hope to cross the limit and achieve ultimate transformation!

Closing his eyes, a wisp of spiritual power dissipated, nourishing his own 'hunger' and weakness.

Running the "Heavenly Spirit Qi Refining Method", Mu Yong practiced again.

This time coming back, he must never use external cultivation again!

The highest point of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

The clouds and mist rolled like a fairyland, and every bit of spiritual energy surpassed the so-called 'first-class spiritual energy', carrying the meaning of 'creation'.

A figure wearing purple-gold Dharma robes, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and a face so exquisite and perfect that no flaws could be picked out, sat on the cloud platform.

A purple mark like a vertical scar was between his eyebrows, but the most eye-catching thing was the pair of eyes that looked like glaze, flashing with colorful light from time to time.

Tai Xuan Xing, the second-generation Ancestor of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

Return to Emptiness Perfection.

He was once a swordsman in the mortal world, and met Ancestor Tai Xuan Qi while fishing, and was accepted as a disciple by him.

After Ancestor Tai Xuan Qi became the Heavenly Track, he became the undisputed number one person in the entire Xuanxiang Realm!

Floating beside him were dense golden characters, each containing extremely vast magic power, and any one of them, combined with the ritual of the Heavenly Track, could make a person achieve Nascent Soul on the spot.

'Master, why did you become the Heavenly Track back then?'

Tai Xuan Xing murmured in his heart, looking up at the higher place.

His gaze crossed a long distance and fell on the nine bronze armillary spheres floating in the void, constantly rotating.

Each armillary sphere has six layers of tracks, corresponding to every realm of the world's cultivators from Qi Refining to Return to Emptiness.

When the world's cultivators break through to the corresponding realm, the corresponding track will light up, and according to the different levels of the realm, a certain proportion of cultivation will be extracted.

Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment extracts 10%, Foundation Establishment to Golden Core extracts 30%, Golden Core to Nascent Soul, and Nascent Soul to Spirit Transformation both extract 50%, Spirit Transformation to Return to Emptiness will extract as much as 70%! Many Spirit Transformation cultivators have exhausted magic power after promotion, so they carry loans.

It took many years of hard work to barely pay it off.

As for Return to Emptiness, although more is extracted, cultivators at this level are supported by all living beings and are themselves at the top of the Xuanxiang Realm, so Dao Shi doesn't worry about this.

'Sigh~'

A sigh in his heart, but he was more and more puzzled.

Pasturing the living beings of the world all these years, his cultivation has reached Return to Emptiness Perfection, which logically should be the limit of the world.

The other Return to Emptiness in the world are no longer his match, but every time he recalls the demeanor of Master back then, he feels that he is far inferior...

And no matter how he absorbs the cultivation of all living beings, his realm has not improved at all.

Just as he was thinking, a talisman order overflowing with colorful light floated over, fell in front of him and turned into a jade talisman, from which came a respectful voice.

"Report to the Ancestor, Immortal Venerable Tianfeng is visiting."

Hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed in Tai Xuan Xing's eyes.

!

To this day, he still clearly remembers what happened.

A mere Return to Emptiness calls himself 'Immortal Venerable'...

He never uses this self-proclamation!

"Got it." After replying, Tai Xuan Xing took the jade talisman and stood up.

However, before he had taken a few steps, a distant sigh sounded in his ears.

As if rising from the beginning of the world, passing to the end of the world...

"Pasturing Spirits and Becoming Cang ritual..."

Who is it?

Just as such a thought emerged in his mind, Tai Xuan Xing's thinking was completely stagnant at this moment.

Or rather, the whole world was frozen at this moment.

Mist, mysterious light, rainbow bridge, cranes...

Everything!

Up to the Return to Emptiness standing at the top of the Xuanxiang Realm, the nine armillary spheres monitoring the world.

Down to Mu Yong and other new disciples, ordinary people in the mortal world, ants in the cracks of bricks and stones, and dust in the air.

Sound, light, the basic particles that make up everything in the world, and even the world itself stopped at this moment!

Unimaginable great power, this is the supreme ability that transcends the world!

"Fine, let's go with this one."

This voice seemed to come from outside the world, resounding in this quiet, completely frozen world.

Outside the world, in the Chaos Sea surging with boundless chaotic aura.

A world that had completely stopped running and had a Return to Emptiness energy level seemed to be pulled by a force, slowly leaving its original position and rising toward a higher 'potential'.

A terrifyingly distorted force formed between the 'potential' and the world, wanting to prevent it from being taken away.

But compared to the supreme great power that could shake the Chaos Sea, the weight of the world itself and that distorted force were too insignificant.

Soon, that world had left the boundary where it was originally located.

A long, jade-white palm stretched out flat from the infinite height.

Buzz buzz~!

The sword Dao of the heavens and ten thousand worlds responded to each other, and in the clear sword sound, countless praises seemed to rise.

It does not belong to any language, but all living beings and the heavens and ten thousand worlds can understand its meaning.

"Praise the supreme Sword Ancestor, ten thousand worlds bathe in grace!"

"Praise the sect of sword Dao, all living beings receive holy grace!"

"Praise..."

Until the Dao rhyme was completely restrained, the visions on the Chaos Sea subsided.

The five fingers, like immortal pillars, closed, directly grasping the Xuanxiang Realm, which was as small as dust and slowly rising.

It was as easy as grabbing a glass bead that had fallen on the ground.

After grasping it, the big hand retracted and returned to the infinite height, leaving only a wisp of spiritual essence falling, falling into the Fuliu Realm again.

Tai Tai Xuan Realm, Qingxu.

In the thick gray-black fog, Xu Xing slowly opened his hands.

In his palm was a 'world' the size of a pellet, with thousands of scenes manifested within—the Xuanxiang Realm!

This world is most suitable for the Immortal Sect Grand Competition.

Immediately, he closed his hands and put it away, and Xu Xing's gaze fell again into the vast Chaos Sea.

The immeasurable worlds of the Ganges sand, the purple light reflected in his eyes.

"Worlds affected by Tai Xuan..."

Some are light or heavy, the cruel ones are not inferior to the Xuanxiang Realm he just caught, while the worlds with lighter influence are only about the same as the Three Heavens Realm.

With so many worlds, it is not something that can be done overnight to handle them completely.

Unless it is erased directly...

But the human race in it will be wiped out together.

Xu Xing naturally would not do this.

"Then let's stop first."

A finger pointed down slowly; although it was clearly just pointing in front of him, the terrifying ripples directly swept the Chaos Sea.

Boundless raging waves surged!

Wherever the ripples passed, the worlds affected by Tai Xuan and buried with 'anchor points' solidified, just like the Xuanxiang Realm, completely stopped!

One finger, ten thousand worlds stop! (End of chapter)