Chapter 1677 The Right Path Goes Astray

The news that Qingniu told him made him feel horrified.

This mysterious art of splitting the soul is too terrifying!

In this case, the strongest person can really be swallowed by anyone!

If Zhang Ruoxu is willing, he can really destroy the Three Thousand Worlds!

Everyone will cease to exist!

Lin Mu now truly guessed Zhang Ruoxu's intention.

After he practices the mysterious art of splitting the soul, Zhang Ruoxu can swallow him.

Now it seems that Zhang Ruoxu's ability is not enough.

But Zhang Ruoxu can quickly swallow his clone and quickly ascend to the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

This step is really too natural.

Lin Mu secretly rejoiced that he did not practice such a secret method on impulse.

However, he soon changed his mind and said to Qingniu with a smile, "Not entirely true. If I practice this technique, I can also devour my clone and improve my strength. In the future, he may not be able to devour me. Maybe I will devour him?"

"You wish!"

Qingniu shook his head with disdain on his face and said, "When will your clone be able to cultivate successfully? Do you know what realm his clone is in now? Can the gap between them be easily made up?"

"Then I can directly devour other people, can't I also quickly advance to a higher realm?"

Lin Mu did not give up and continued.

"I told you that devouring the clone is the best way. Devouring other people is also very difficult. Devouring a master like you who has not practiced the mystical arts will cost a lot, and the success rate is very low."

"Even if you devour a cultivator who has practiced the mystical arts of the clone, the gap between the two needs to be large enough for the success rate to be high."

Qingniu glanced at Lin Mu and continued, "Besides, doing so will also have hidden dangers. It is easier to confuse the mind than devouring the clone, and the memory will be more fragmented, and it is more likely to go astray."

"That also has a chance of success."

Lin Mu said, "I can try it too."

"Short-sighted."

Qingniu's face was full of contempt, "Can't you be a little more promising?"

"What's the matter?"

Lin Mu was furious, "Are you laughing at me?"

He has practiced to this point, and Qingniu actually said that he is useless.

"What realm are you at? How can you say that about me?"

Lin Mu disagreed with Qingniu's words.

"The cultivation career is extremely long and never-ending. Of course, we want to pursue a faster promotion speed, but we must try to be as stable as possible, at least not bring hidden dangers to future promotions."

Qingniu said seriously, "Although this mysterious art can be learned quickly, it will bring hidden dangers. In fact, it can't go too far, and the more you go, the greater the harm will be. In the end, you will destroy yourself and die in your own hands."

"How do you know?"

Lin Mu asked curiously, "Do you know something?"

Qingniu shook his head quickly, "How can I know? I just guessed it."

"Then what you said is the same as the truth."

Lin Mu looked Qingniu up and down, very suspicious.

He felt that Qingniu must know something and deliberately didn't tell him.

"Do you have any memories of the mysterious art of dividing the soul in your mind?"

Lin Mu asked directly.

"Yes, there are some."

Qingniu could not hide it, so he nodded and said, "But it's all very vague. It's the scene of one of my ancestors fighting with a cultivator who practiced the secret art of splitting the gods."

Lin Mu was curious when he heard it, and asked hurriedly, "What was the final result?"

Qingniu's ancestor had an extremely mysterious origin. So far, he had never seen an existence with a deeper background than Qingniu.

Whether it was a human or a monster, there was no one with a greater background than Qingniu.

Tianma was considered the most pinnacle existence among the spirit beasts.

Tianma was free and unrestrained, and his speed was faster than that of cultivators' teleportation.

But compared with Qingniu, Tianma was simply a poor child.

And Qingniu was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Qingniu's ancestor was at least a powerful existence in the earthly fairyland, or even more powerful.

"Obviously, my ancestor won. What's there to ask."

Qingniu said as a matter of course.

Seeing Qingniu's smug look, Lin Mu wanted to hit him and couldn't help saying, "You didn't win, what are you so proud of? You haven't even reached the Mahayana stage yet. You are really embarrassing your ancestors, no, embarrassing the cows."

"I'm not in a hurry, why are you worrying about it?"

Qingniu remained calm, "I will definitely catch up in the future. You are only in the Mahayana stage, what qualifications do you have to show off to me."

Lin Mu was too lazy to argue with him and asked directly, "What realm was your ancestor at that time?"

"It seems to be the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, I'm not too sure."

Qingniu said seriously.

Lin Mu was shocked.

Qingniu's background is really unique.

His ancestor is a master of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

However, he suddenly thought of his ancestor Lin Qian.

Lin Qian was the one who sealed the True Demon Ancestor himself, so I'm afraid his cultivation had reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Even if he didn't reach it at that time, hundreds of thousands of years later, Du Diao Ke had cultivated to the late stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and Lin Qian must have reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Of course, the premise is that his ancestor is still alive.

Maybe his ancestor has already fallen.

"How did your ancestor win?"

Lin Mu asked.

"It's very simple. The cultivator who practiced the art of soul-searching could hold his own against my ancestor at first, but then suddenly he was distracted. When masters fight, a distraction is fatal."

Qingniu said, "Distracting during a battle is not something most people would do. Only those who practiced the art of soul-searching would experience this. The higher the realm, the more complicated the memory, and the more likely they are to be distracted at any time."

Lin Mu was surprised, "Not to mention fighting with cultivators of the same realm, even if they fight with cultivators weaker than themselves, a sudden distraction is extremely fatal."

"That's it!"

Qingniu nodded heavily.

"So, now you should know very well that cultivators who practice the art of soul-searching can only reach the heavenly realm at best. After that, I'm afraid that they will go crazy for no reason, not to mention fighting."

Qingniu warned Lin Mu, as if he was a person who had experienced it.

Lin Mu suddenly realized.

"It's just like climbing a mountain. The main road is rugged and bumpy, but you can reach the top of the mountain. The small road is flat and fast, but halfway through, there is no road, and there is a deep abyss in front."

Lin Mu has a deeper understanding of cultivation.

Sure enough, he still needs to be stable!

Fast is not necessarily a good thing.

However, he can tell Qingniu about this, and Qingniu understands him.

Can he persuade others not to practice the secret art of splitting the gods?

Others will think he is crazy, right?

Others want to practice to the earthly fairyland, which is extremely slim. You tell them that practicing this secret art can only reach the heavenly fairyland at most.

Will they care about this?

The heavenly fairyland is much stronger than their current realm!

It is simply the first person in the three thousand worlds!

Now, they have no chance.

"That's true, but not everyone has the right to choose."

Qingniu's eyes were deep, "Some people have someone to help them choose the most correct path from the beginning, while others have to explore on their own, swinging back and forth on various wrong paths. By the time they find the most correct path, there is not much time left."

"Or, before they find it, they have already perished."

"Compared to them, you are really too lucky!"

Looking at Lin Mu, Qingniu pretended to be mature and said, "I have always led you and didn't let you go astray."