Chapter 965 Endless Mark

"So, the most precious thing is not the heart of heaven itself, but the endless knowledge and information accumulated over the endless years..."

Chu Mu's eyes flickered slightly, and a touch of heat could not help but surge in his heart.

Although Changsheng Sect also has Changshengtian, how many years has Changsheng Sect been passed down?

Not to mention, Changshengtian is only based on the fifth-level ancient treasure of Xianling Mansion.

And this heavenly domain, or rather, this is the extension of the power of Tianxin, which leads directly to the ancient heavenly palace, and is the core foundation of that ancient overlord!

"This place contains the ancient heavenly palace, as well as my Daheng, countless years of inheritance, and countless creatures' immortal path marks of practicing for a lifetime."

"Daoyou, remember not to be too obsessed, stick to your original heart, and you can gain something. Otherwise, it may erode your mind..."

"Daoyou can comprehend here for ten years. After ten years, I'll leave it to you..."

At this time, a voice came from the void.

The voice could not hide the fatigue, but the faint breath of pressure also clearly proved the identity of the person who spoke.

"Chu understands."

Chu Mu clasped his hands and clasped his fists. Although he was a little puzzled by this strange fatigue, he did not say much. He forced his doubts down and sat cross-legged in this empty star sea.

With a touch of spiritual light, his consciousness spread to the surroundings like a tide. A large amount of picture information also flowed into his mind like a tide with the perception of his consciousness.

At this moment, Chu Mu seemed to be deeply trapped in an endless reincarnation.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed that a reincarnation had passed.

Although it seemed short, each reincarnation was extremely clear.

Just as the voice said, in this vast starry sky, every mark means the traces of a creature's life practice.

The so-called Qixian Seal is obviously the mark he saw in the ancient Tiangong treasure house.

When the mark enters the body, it will inevitably restrict and limit some things, but it also allows the creature to connect to the Heavenly Realm and the Heavenly Heart, and at the same time it will be monitored by the Heavenly Heart.

All the words, deeds and practices of the creature will be subtly transformed into the Heavenly Heart and the foundation of the Heavenly Realm.

When the creature dies, the Immortal Enlightenment Mark will return to the Heavenly Heart, completely integrated into the Heavenly Heart, and become the foundation for the Heavenly Realm to refine the false into the true.

The ancient Heavenly Palace ruled the world for countless years. Daheng inherited the authority of the Heavenly Heart, planted the Immortal Enlightenment Mark, and passed it on for unknown years.

For such a long time, the marks accumulated in this illusory starry sky are undoubtedly as vast and boundless as the real starry sky.

He sensed a mark at random, which was the life of a creature.

This feeling is like the endless reincarnation of the illusory world in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace back then.

Even more terrifying than that endless reincarnation.

After all, that kind of illusory reincarnation, although it is endless, in fact, for him, it only stopped at the first reincarnation and broke free.

The second reincarnation is only because of the specialness of his soul in another world, because of the obsession of the original body.

And now, each mark is a reincarnation. Although his mind remains clear, it is obvious that the clear mind is the greatest horror.

The vast number of marks is the life of countless people. His magnificent perception is equivalent to going through the life of countless people in an instant.

A huge amount of memory information poured into his mind in an instant. Even with the blessing of spiritual light, he only felt as if he was in a stormy sea, like a small boat, which would capsize at any time.

And in such a state, once he capsized.

There is no doubt that his mind is annihilated and he has become a madman who does not exist.

Moreover...

Perhaps it was because each of these marks contained the cause of a cultivator's life. Every time he felt a mark, he clearly felt that a strange soul aura was attached to the originally extremely pure soul.

The aura originated from the mark, just like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Even the sword intent was difficult to refine and remove for a while.

However, for his heaven and earth furnace, this strange aura like a maggot on the tarsal bone was devoured the moment it appeared, and was refined into a pure soul energy that poured into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Mu was thoughtful. With his strength, it was so difficult to support in this illusory star sea.

Ordinary Yuanying, I am afraid, can't set foot in this illusory starry sky.

At most, he can communicate with one or two marks in the outside world and feel the memory information contained in the mark.

Even if there is no special treasure, or a special secret method to remove the soul pollution brought by this mark, it is not a perception, but a deadly poison!

The thought flashed through his mind, and under the blessing of Linghui, Chu Mu slowly restrained his spiritual perception until the external soul erosion and impact reached a balance with his own tolerance, and then he once again devoted himself to this virtual star sea.

Ten years, although it seems not short.

But compared to this virtual star sea that has accumulated for countless years, ten years is undoubtedly just a drop in the ocean.

Even if he has the help of Linghui, it is impossible to perceive all of this star sea.

The only thing he can do is to perceive more mysterious marks as much as possible and gain more perception.

With this vast background that is almost a world of immortal cultivation and countless years of inheritance, he completes and perfects the way of heaven and earth furnace that has now completely integrated his immortal cultivation.

At this moment, in the unknown space outside the starry sky, an illusory, dark golden palace stood here as if it had existed forever.

The door of the palace was still closed at this moment.

But in front of the palace, several men and women in different clothes stood, their expressions respectful, and their spiritual consciousnesses intertwined and communicated with each other.

I don’t know when the tightly closed palace door slowly opened, and a dark golden dragon robe hung down and appeared in front of the palace.

"The son pays homage to the emperor."

Everyone paid homage, and their expressions became more respectful.

Emperor Heng glanced at the few people standing respectfully at the bottom of the steps, and a hint of deep disappointment appeared between his tired expressions.

"The catastrophe is falling, and you don’t sit in various places, herdsmen guard the border, and gather here. What do you want?"

Although the voice was calm, the suppressed anger was like the power of heaven, covering everyone present.

Everyone was silent for a long time, and no one dared to speak.

"Hmph!"

Emperor Heng snorted coldly:

"The inheritance of our ancestors is not for you to fight for power and profit!"

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."

"Do you have the qualifications now?"

A man couldn't help but speak out: "Father, he is an outsider after all. Father, you gave him the authority. If he has evil intentions, I am afraid that my Great Heng Kingdom will be..."

Emperor Heng looked coldly at the man who spoke, and the fatigue hidden in his eyes seemed to be a little stronger.

He slowly looked at the other people standing in front of the hall: "Do you think so too?"

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