But this time, he didn't dare to be as unscrupulous as before, and everything seemed very cautious and careful. Because he knows that this kind of truth is not yet something that he can fully understand and grasp, and if he deliberately imitates and imposes, it will not only be difficult to gain, but may even hurt himself.

That's what it means to be too much.

Chu Mo stood there, carefully observing the direction of those notches on the wall, while slowly and gently sketching in his mind.

He only copied it roughly and slightly, and didn't dare to push too hard. Although the deeper he carved, the deeper his understanding of it became, it would also be beyond his ability to bear. It's better to leave some traces in your mind first, as you do now, and leave it for later to slowly deepen and comprehend.

And he did this for the sake of the future, although these Dao marks are unfathomable, but after all, they are the Dao of Yun Miao Fairy, which does not belong to him, and it is okay to use it to assist in cultivation and guide himself, if the traces left are too profound, it will limit and imprison himself, making it difficult for him to transcend and comprehend his own Dao realm.

Just a rough copy like him will not only help his cultivation and comprehension, but also make adjustments to his own path in the future, after all, it is only some vague traces, as long as he paints it a little, he can easily complete the transformation.

Chu Mo immediately immersed himself in a deep level of comprehension, and through the simulation of outlining the Dao of Fairy Yun Miao, although he did not improve his cultivation, his own height suddenly increased a lot, and he looked at the problem more thoroughly.

It's like standing on the shoulders of giants to see things, with different heights and angles, the nature that can be seen is more, farther, and more comprehensive.

At this moment, there seemed to be a fog in Chu Mo's heart that had been dispelled, and the originally vague outline of his future path gradually became clear.

"Although I didn't get any substantial benefits from the seventh and eighth layers, it was finally worth the trip to be able to copy the Dao of Fairy Yun Miao here."

Compared with the profound Yuan Jue and combat skills, the impact that these Dao Marks could bring to Chu Mo was obviously greater. Although the former is also what he yearns for and needs, relatively speaking, his thirst is not very strong, after all, he has a Yuan Gang body that even the supreme powerhouses such as Yunyi Fairy and the Old Man can't see through, and it will not be worse than the Nine Heavens Cloud Qingjue and other Yuan Jue. And his sword technique is even more self-created, for other people's Fa is more just need to learn from, with these traces of simplifying all the Fa and Dao, pointing to the essence, the future path has gradually become clear, which is enough for him.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have wasted time on the lower two floors" Thinking of this, Chu Mo couldn't help but secretly regret that he had wasted two days on the lower two floors, and he didn't know how much he could copy on this last day.

Although the time is urgent, although he is anxious in his heart, Chu Mo's movements are still not in a hurry, his eyes are always staring closely at the notch on the wall, not even a trace of the slightest point is missed, and in his mind is a careful and careful outline, although each stroke is very slight, but with the deepening over and over again, there is already a trace of rough outline.

Time flowed, and half a day passed quickly, but Chu Mo didn't notice it, and still stood there constantly observing and outlining the way of Fairy Yun Miao.

Fairy Yun Miao's Dao is really amazing, although it is only some Dao marks carved casually, but it contains an incomprehensible truth, which makes people feel deeply trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

Although Chu Mo had deliberately slowed down and thinned the traces, as he sketched and copied more and more, the heavy feeling from before reappeared in his mind again. Although because of his deliberate control, the situation was not as sudden and violent as the last time, but it still brought him a heavy feeling.

"Persist in persevering" Chu Mo's face became more and more pale, and his clear eyes were bloodshot because of this, but he continued without the slightest pause. His eyes shone with perseverance and perseverance in the depths of his eyes, staring closely at the marks on the wall, and although his mind gradually felt heavy, he still sketched in them one by one, without the slightest pause.

Although there was a feeling of exhaustion in his heart, as if a voice was constantly urging him to stop and rest, he still stood there all the time.

Because he's already wasted two days down there. I really can't afford to delay any longer.

This opportunity is very rare, he used the secret of the Mixed Spirit Secret Realm and the shameless soft grinding hard bubble in exchange, if you don't hurry up and copy some more, the next time you want to come up, I don't know when I will wait.

"Let's rest with two more strokes" Chu Mo's face was like gold paper, his eyes were gradually covered with heavy bloodshots, fine beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and his delicate face was full of tiredness and haggardness. I don't know how many times this sentence echoed in his heart, but two strokes after two strokes, his mind was still constantly sketching without the slightest pause.

By the end, his mind was basically a mush, and there seemed to be nothing left except for the vague and infinite traces of reason.

"There's still time, I can't give up" The voice kept echoing in his heart, and a sudden light flashed in his hand, and an old and mottled bronze statue of an old man appeared.

A trace of wonderful true meaning penetrated from his fingertips into the bronze statue of the old man, and a ripple rippled above the mottled body of the bronze statue.

The inexplicable fluctuations melted into Chu Mo's body, and a thorough coolness suddenly exploded, quickly wandering among the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally all of them merged into his mind.

The sudden coolness was like a rain after a long drought, and the refreshing spring poured into it, which suddenly made his spirit tremble. The sticky paste in his mind seemed to have been washed away a little, as if the huge mountain that had been pressing on his body had been lifted up a little, although the pressure was still there, it made him feel a lot more relaxed.

"Fortunately, this bronze statue of the old man did not disappoint me" Chu Mo regained a trace of consciousness and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The operation of the true meaning of the nine sections has been increased, and the traces of the esoteric trace are still sketched and described in my mind stroke by stroke, meticulously.

He just had a sudden whim. The bronze statue of the old man helped him comprehend, but in fact, he didn't know if the bronze statue could help him depict this complicated Dao mark, after all, this was the trace left by the earth-level powerhouse, which was unfathomable, and it was not something that ordinary treasures could help. He just had the mentality of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but he didn't expect it to work after a try.

The true effect of the bronze statue of the old man was beyond his expectations, which couldn't help but make him secretly wonder the true origin of this treasure.

But now is obviously not the time to think about this, he has not much time left, he must take advantage of the fact that his mind has recovered some clarity now, and hurry up to copy as many Dao marks as possible.

"Buzz"

At this time, there was a sudden change.

As Chu Mo continued to increase the true intent of the nine knots into the bronze statue of the old man, the fluctuations emitted by the bronze statue of the old man became more and more obvious, far better than in the past.

After all, Chu Mo's comprehension of the true meaning of the Nine Sections is now more profound, and the power and true meaning that can be generated are naturally strengthened, which also leads to the further stimulation of the old man's own function of the bronze statue, resulting in special changes.

I saw strong and wonderful fluctuations constantly steaming from the bronze statue of the old man, and a faint light appeared on the surface of the bronze statue, which was originally a little old and dilapidated. The light was not obvious, it was misty, like a ray of dawn blooming in the endless darkness, flashing with a spiritual brilliance.

The light swam softly like a stream of water, and finally through Chu Mo's palm, it overflowed into his body, swam among the limbs and bones, and finally penetrated into his spiritual platform.

Spiritual light flickered in his altar, raining down on every inch of his mind.

The light and rain were like a little starlight, with a spiritual brilliance, and finally all fell on the traces of the avenue that were finally outlined in Chu Mo's mind, and there were still some vague and unclear traces.

A strange aura suddenly surged, and the vague traces of the avenue spread and swam like a swimming dragon, as if there were endless changes derived from it, and countless mystical runes suddenly steamed up in it like a curtain of light, with a kind of heavenly sound like a twilight drum and morning bell, which resounded in Chu Mo's mind.

The voice was like a heavenly sound, with an inexplicable charm, as if there was a man preaching there, using the most unpretentious language, like people expounding a kind of mystical truth.

"That's" The sudden change couldn't help but make Chu Mo dazed and stunned, but he quickly reacted and understood that it was the wonderful fluctuation of the bronze statue of the old man that inspired the evolution of the Dao marks, and through the most essential truth, the fragment of the corner when Fairy Yun Miao left a trace here that day, this Tianyin that came from nowhere should be Fairy Yun Miao himself preaching his Tao to people.

The opportunity was rare, Chu Mo immediately gathered his mind and listened carefully, and in an instant, he felt that the sky was falling, and the ground was surging with golden lotus, and there was a feeling that the subtle and ten thousand laws were all under control.

At this moment, the infinite sword intent that he comprehended was stimulated autonomously, and the will to fight the heavens and the earth was sprayed, fused with the Dao marks in his mind, and the original vague and ethereal traces swirled, and in a trance, new traces were derived from it, and a sharp breath overflowed, making a sonorous sound of gold and iron.

"Boom"

The surrounding walls seemed to be stimulated in some way, and suddenly let out a violent tremor.

The marks carved on the mottled walls seemed to suddenly come to life in an instant, emitting streams of light that rolled like waves.

The light is like a cloud like mist, tumbling endlessly, and the road marks on the wall are engraved in it, exuding an inexplicable qi, and dense lines like silk threads breed from it, and in a trance, there seems to be a graceful figure floating out of it

"What's going on"

Some of the Yun Miao disciples who were walking near Yun Xiu Lou suddenly felt a tremor in their hearts, and their eyes all focused on the direction of Yun Xiu Lou together, and there was a flash of doubt in their eyes.

"Didn't Yun Xiulou suddenly shake just now?"

"You also felt it, I thought it was my delusion, but what the hell is going on, how could Yun Xiulou suddenly shake, could it be that something happened?"

People were talking, and their eyes flashed with disbelief.

"Something happened, someone got a great opportunity in it," said some disciples who had been in Yun Miao Gate for a long time, and there seemed to be a scorching flame burning in their eyes, and their figures suddenly showed up, and they all went in the direction of Yun Xiu Building.

"Let's go and see" The new disciples were puzzled by these people, and they couldn't help scratching their heads and ears one by one, but looking at the excited faces of those guys, they understood that something big must have happened.

Although I don't know what it is, it seems that I was infected by everyone, and in the amazement, I couldn't help but become excited, and everyone quickly chased after them, wanting to see what was wrong with them.

At the same time, some of the peak powerhouses sitting in the Yun Miao Gate also felt a trace of change in the Yun Xiu Building for the first time.

At the door of Yunxiu Building, the sloppy man lay on the ground casually, his eyes slightly closed, and he made a heavy "whirring" sound from time to time between his snorts, and the cry was like thunder, echoing in the space, and it spread far away, looking like he was sleeping soundly. He guarded the Yunxiu Tower, but it seemed that he could never wake up, and he slept more than eighty percent of the time every day. But at this time, his slightly closed eyelids twitched slightly, and then they opened suddenly, and the body lying on his side suddenly sat up, and a flash of light suddenly erupted in his originally confused eyes, and he looked at the highest floor, "Could it be that kid, he actually triggered"

An incredible light flashed away, but there was no superfluous action, and he lay back again, but no matter how he pretended at this time, others could see the unrest on his face.

In the Yundan Pavilion, Yun Yaozi, whose beard was white, leaned leisurely on the recliner behind him, his ears moved slightly, but his sleepy eyes suddenly burst out with a flash of light, and his body flickered, bursting out like an arrow from the string, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, looking in the direction of Yun Xiu Building, he couldn't help muttering, "Who is it, is it Han Yi, is it really amazing?"

Under Yun Miao Peak, the two powerhouses of the Immortal Saint in the wine were also stunned, and their eyes invariably turned to the direction of Yun Xiulou, their mouths were mixed up, and they muttered vigorously, not knowing what they were saying.

In the majestic hall on Yun Miao Peak, the graceful and slender figure of Yun Yi Fairy sat in the smoke and gently fiddled with the tea art, quiet and serene, and the beautiful face as warm as jade was shining with a sacred and solemn light, and there seemed to be a magical and natural charm emanating between its gestures.

"En" Yun Haojing, who was not far in front of her, suddenly trembled violently, emitting an endless light, which made her calm hands pause, "He did it so quickly, it's incredible, originally I thought he was in too much of a hurry to enter there now, but I didn't expect it, I originally thought that this generation should be the first to do it, it seems that his qualifications are even beyond my estimates."

There was a hint of surprise on Fairy Yunyi's gentle and jade-like face, even with her calmness, when she sensed the fluctuations coming from that direction, she couldn't help but shake, "What a lucky guy, I almost don't know what to think of him, he has obtained the inheritance of the Nine Sections of Real People and the Old Man, and now he is really looking forward to it, I don't know what kind of benefits he can get from there."

Chu Mo, who was the party concerned, was also in a daze when he was standing in the attic at this time, looking into the depths of the cloud-like light, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva secretly, "How can there be a person there, who is she, is it the manifestation of Fairy Yun Miao?"

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Mo couldn't help but tremble. ，。

Although I have seen the real people and the old people in the Nine Festivals, they are characters who have long passed away after all, and compared with the hazy fairy-like characters in front of them, they lack an immersive sense of reality.

This is a living legendary epic character, with a stunning style and talent.

Yun Miao Fairy is the founder of Yun Miao Gate, but her life is little known, and Chu Mo has recently read a lot of books, and only then did he get a glimpse of one of the deeds.

That's a legendary story. It is rumored that the Yun Miao Fairy rose in the middle of the micro-end, from the ordinary red dust step by step to the height that now shocks the heavens and the earth, all by his own strength, not to mention the bitter blood and tears.

She has reversed the tide in her life, wants to compete with the sky, and has the power of seizing heaven and earth, which is unfathomable. Although she is rarely manifested in the world, her prestige shocks the world, and when the world talks about her, they are all admired and amazed.

Chu Mo's eyes were scorching, and there seemed to be a strange light beating in the depths of his pupils, staring at the depths of the cloud-like light, only to see that the graceful figure in it was ethereal and unfathomable, with an inexplicable aura, walking out step by step.

Gradually, the hazy figure gradually became clear, as if the immortal was in the world, stepping into the mortal dust from the nine heavens, with a vast and inexplicable artistic conception, giving people a sense of peace.

Chu Mo looked secretly, and saw that the ethereal figure was slender and graceful, the age looked similar to himself, young and beautiful, smiling, gentle and kind, at first glance, it seemed to be the girl next door, approachable, but when he looked closely, he felt that he had a dusty temperament that was beyond the world, elegant as a fairy, as if he did not eat the fireworks of the world.

She just stood in mid-air, as if her entire delicate body was fused into the void, obviously close at hand, but it gave people a sense of remoteness near the end of the world, which made people yearn for it but could not reach it.

"Disciple Chu Mo greets the patriarch" Chu Mo bowed slightly and saluted respectfully. If it was just a guess before, when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, he could already be 100% sure.

In addition to Fairy Yun Miao, who else in the world can have such an otherworldly temperament.

Yun Miao Fairy has a peerless appearance, the light around her body is like a cloud-like mist, she looks like a fairy, dusty and ethereal, she smiled and looked at Chu Mo, the crystal clear, like a beautiful jade-like slender hand pointed at the bronze statue of the old man in Chu Mo's hand.

"Hmm"

Chu Mo was slightly puzzled, only to feel that as soon as his hand was loosened, the bronze statue of the old man had already flown up and gently fell into the hands of Fairy Yun Miao.

Yun Miao's eyes were like clouds, and there seemed to be an endless and deep light flickering in them, staring at the bronze statue of the old man slightly and looking at it quietly for a while, but she couldn't help but let out an ethereal sigh.

She didn't say anything, only to see that there seemed to be inexplicable lines rising up on the jade-like slender hand, and the bronze statue of the old man in her hand burst out with an inexplicable qi machine, impacting the entire Yunxiu Building as if it trembled slightly.

The slight rhythm of Fairy Yunmiao's five fingers, as if she was playing the most beautiful piece of music in time, her fingertips flew like elves, and mysterious fluctuations overflowed from it, and finally all of them disappeared into the bronze statue of the old man.

In the bronze statue, there seems to be an invisible light constantly intertwined, and the inexplicable aura gradually fades, and finally returns to dullness, turning into a dilapidated and simple appearance again.

"Is this the path of the future" Fairy Yun Miao's lips squirmed slightly, and there seemed to be a contemplative light on her face, and then, with a flick of her jade finger, the bronze statue of the old man had fallen back into Chu Mo's hands again.

Chu Mo's expression was slightly stunned, he looked at Fairy Yun Miao, and then looked at the bronze statue of the old man in his hand, and a trace of inexplicable look flashed in his eyes. His lips opened slightly, and he was about to ask.

Fairy Yun Miao's jade finger suddenly pointed out again.

A little bit of spiritual light fell like a rain of light, falling on Chu Mo's spiritual platform, exuding an inexplicable aura, and the nicks outlined in his mind were shining again, intertwined with that little bit of light, and there seemed to be a secret text derived from it.

Before Chu Mo had time to see what kind of secret text it was, the Yun Miao Fairy in front of him suddenly exploded, and endless light flashed, stabbing Chu Mo's eyes for a while, and he couldn't help but subconsciously close them, and when he opened his eyes again, the vision in front of him had all disappeared.

The attic was small and dim, empty, and there was nothing around. On the somewhat dull-looking walls, some of them were falling off, looking old and quaint, and there was nothing surprising about them except for some incomprehensible nicks engraved on them.

Everything looks the same as when Chu Mo first stepped here, there is no change, as if he just had a dream, the dream woke up, and everything returned to the original point.

However, Chu Mo knew that this was not a dream, the manifestation of Fairy Yun Miao just now was so wonderful and real, and the secret text in his mind that he didn't know what was recorded was so clearly imprinted in it, and there was a special fluctuation brewing in it.

Chu Mo stretched out his hand and patted his cheek, looked at the wall carved with strange patterns, and then looked at the bronze statue of the old man in his hand, and couldn't help muttering secretly, "Did it inspire some kind of prohibition here?"

Now that he came to his senses, he remembered the appearance of Fairy Yun Miao when he saw it before, and understood that it was just an imprint left by the latter here, not the real Fairy Linchen, not even an incarnation.

Although he still can't understand the subtlety of that level, he has also seen the incarnation of the Battle Spirit King, and he can sense some of it. The contrast between the two is completely different for him.