When the man continued to improve the strength in his body, his six senses also became clearer, although he did not use his eyes to see, but everything in a radius of tens of thousands of feet was delicately revealed, like a hologram in front of his eyes.

He saw that the inexplicable evil qi was raging in the air, the waves of mountains and greenery were rendered and eroded by purple light, the water was gradually draining, the plants were gradually withering, and even the rocky cliffs were as if they had been weathered for thousands of years, and cracks spread from the inside out

Under the erosion of purple light, the light shield of the palace is quietly melting like ice and snow, although there are many strong people underneath who are constantly blessed with their own strength, but the trend of dissipation is gradually expanding

Although the people who were deep in the palace were protected by the palace light shield, the coercion from heaven and earth was constantly eroding everyone's hearts, and a panic was constantly spreading among the crowd

Feeling the astonishing changes between heaven and earth, an ancient prophecy passed down from generation to generation suddenly flashed in the man's heart.

"Nine thunders, resounding in the sky, purple shine soaring into the sky, the light is shining, the demon emperor is dressed in purple glow, stepping on the sky and returning, the catastrophe of heaven and earth reappears, blood killings, disasters are coming one after another, all creatures will always be in the world of black and red, and there will be no catastrophe"

The man couldn't help muttering to himself, "This momentum, this power, is really a precursor to the coming catastrophe."

"No, no, if it goes on like this, if I don't wait for the catastrophe to come, I will be destroyed by this force first, no matter what catastrophe is not a catastrophe, I want to stop all this" The man's body suddenly had a great momentum, and an unrivaled sharp momentum suddenly rose from his body, and the momentum was like a substance, like an invincible divine soldier that penetrated the heavens and the earth, approaching the purple light, and he actually resisted the spread of the purple light with his own strength.

"I don't care who you are, no matter what purpose you came here for, this is not a place for you to go wild, give me back" The blue air flow around the man, as he shouted, the powerful air flow condensed sharply along the sharp momentum emanating from his body, as if the momentum of substance turned into a blue giant sword that exuded strong fluctuations under the support of his powerful power, the giant sword lay between heaven and earth, and the surging power of angry waves surged around his body, On the body of the giant sword, there were incomparably mysterious magic circles engraved on them, and with the continuous urging of the man, they exuded an incomparably brilliant brilliance.

"Give me condensation" The man snorted, and his hands were sealed one palm after another to the sword, and every time he split a palm, the brilliance on the sword body was condensed, and after he split nine palms, the power condensed by the giant sword reached a very amazing level, and with the sword body trembling lightly, there was a strange sound of Weng Ming, which was enough to destroy the world.

At the same time, the man's figure rose out of thin air, he raised his hands above his head, grabbed the hilt of the giant sword, and slashed towards the black crack.

With the man's sword splitting out, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to boil suddenly, a blue sword light pierced through the void at an indescribable speed, and went straight to the crack, the sword light did not look very huge, but as it penetrated the heaven and earth, there was a mysterious and simple and vast fluctuation from the heaven and earth continued to condense, exuding an incomparable power, at that moment, as if even the void was about to be torn apart by it, the power was strong, and it was breathtaking.

The confrontation between the purple light and the man collapsed as the man's sword slashed, and before this earth-shattering sword, the power of destruction was divided into it like tissue paper, and the blue sword roared towards the crack in a devastating state.

Through the crack, there was a low muffled snort, although the sound was small, it was like a peerless beast trying to choose someone to devour, full of blood, making people feel trembling involuntarily. However, this state did not last long, as the sword light completely sank into the crack, the power that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness quickly receded like a tide.

"Go" The man snorted, the tip of the blue giant sword gradually condensed a blue aperture, the aperture broke away from the tip of the sword and pierced through the void and roared towards the black crack, and a brilliant brilliance bloomed in the flicker, covering the black crack at once, the black crack quietly merged, and after a while, the space returned to its original state.

The "purification" man shook his hands, and the blue giant sword in his hand instantly turned into countless lightsabers, and as he waved out the sleeves of his robe, those lightsabers suddenly flew out like a tide, and where the lightsabers passed, the remaining purple brilliance with the aura of destruction was quickly twisted into nothingness and dissipated invisibly.

The inky black clouds slowly dispersed, the warm sunlight once again descended on this piece of the world, the withered plants were rejuvenated, everything returned to peace, and the seemingly devastating disaster was like a brief episode in the world, coming and going as fast as it came.

But the man knows that this is just the beginning, and no one knows what kind of crisis and variables are hidden behind this episode.

The man stood in the air, his handsome face was like gold paper, glowing with a terrible whiteness, he gasped for breath, and his hands trembled slightly unconsciously. Just now, although he used his powerful strength to break through the purple light and repair the crack, that level of attack had reached the limit of his strength, and now that the disaster had receded, his body was definitely not easy.

"Senior brother" Just as the man was about to land back to the palace, a familiar cry with nervousness and concern sounded in his ears, and the man turned his head and happened to see the beautiful woman he called his sister looking at him with a worried face.

The man's rare face sank to him, "Didn't I tell you to go back to the house, why are you so disobedient?"

The woman ignored the man's questioning, she floated to the man's side, stretched out her slender and slender jade hand like spring onions, and gently held the man's slightly trembling hands, her clear and bright eyes like autumn water revealed deep pity, and looked at the man in front of her with great distress, her appearance showed her mood at this moment, in this situation, no one can blame her anymore, let alone a man who regards him as more important than his own life.

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm overconsumed, and I can recover with a little pranayama" In order to prevent the woman from continuing to worry, the man forced his tired body, showed a gentle smile on his face as always, and said with relief, "Let's go back first" Saying, he took the woman's hand and slowly landed towards the palace below.

At this time, they only had each other in their eyes, and no one noticed that there was a purple light hidden in the woman's slightly convex abdomen

It was a dilapidated mud house.

The facilities in the house are very simple, with square tables, benches, and hot kang heads, and there are no other superfluous things except for these most basic living utensils.

At this time, in the center of the hut stood a wooden barrel made of purple Yao Nan wood, which was wide and thick, about one meter high.

This purple Yao Nanmu is harvested from the rock wall shrouded in clouds and mist in the thousands of meters of high mountains, with the dripping water and rain and dew in the rock wall as nutrients, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, it is not only tough wood, delicate texture, moderate hardness, but also an extremely precious medicinal material, which ordinary people do not say to use, it is rare to see. The fact that this precious Ziyao Nan wooden barrel was placed in such a dilapidated earthen house was filled with an extremely incongruous feeling.

I saw a handsome young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old in the barrel, the young man's whole body was immersed in the barrel, only the head was exposed, and the barrel was steaming up a circle of mist of water, exuding a refreshing medicinal fragrance, and the young man's face was shrouded in the mist, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

"Zizi"

The young man stood in the water with his eyes closed, but saw that his legs were slightly bent, his arms were stretched out, his ten fingers converged into claws, and his palms were facing each other, as if he was forming a strange handprint, as his hands were fixed, the potion carried in the barrel seemed to produce a slight fluctuation, and with the slight ripple of the water waves, the original dark green potion gradually faded at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

It's just that this change is very slow, and even if you stare at it carefully, it is difficult to observe.

The young man's expression was solemn and solemn, as if he was performing a sacred ritual, and with the flow of the potion, the muscles on his body that did not look exaggerated also slowly squirmed, and with the slight movement of the muscles, some sweat oozed from the surface of his body, turning into a faint smoke and blending into the floating mist, and for a while, the small room was steaming white.

"Xiao Mo, forget it, get up" A tall, middle-aged man with gray temples didn't know when he appeared in the room, he came to the barrel and stared at the young man quietly for a while, and suddenly said, although it was just a few simple words, he could feel the loneliness and melancholy in his words.

Hearing this, the young man opened his eyes and slowly stood up, but he didn't immediately come out of the barrel, he seemed to catch the disappointment that flashed on his father's vicissitudes of life, and his dark and bright eyes flashed with a glint of self-reproach, "Dad, I still want to practice for a while, I feel that the strength in my body seems to be stronger than yesterday."

"It's useless" The middle-aged man sighed slightly, and said, "Your body has reached a saturated state, and the potion I prepared is no longer of much use to you, unless you cultivate the Yuan Jue, your efforts are just useless and a waste of time, but you also know that you have no sense of qi" The man walked to the kang and picked up a piece of clothing and threw it to the young man, and then said: "Maybe you are right, some things are predestined a long time ago, and I shouldn't force you too much." In fact, there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person, with your current ability, you can live well in this stable village."

Although the man said this in his mouth, but in his heart, it was as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, it was very unpleasant, he poured too much hope into the young man, could he really bear that his son was just an ordinary person

The middle-aged man's name is Chu Ze, and the young man is his son's name is Chu Mo.

Chu Ze came to this small Anding village more than ten years ago, when Chu Mo was just a baby in swaddling clothes. Chu Ze's origin is mysterious, no one knows where he came from, and he never says it himself, but all the villagers in Anding Village know that he is not an ordinary person, because he is the only person in the village who has been deep into Langya Mountain several times but has been able to get out unscathed.

There is a kind of person in this world called cultivators, that is, people with magical powers, they have penetrated into the people under the continuous reproduction efforts of countless generations, and have become the main theme of this world, they have the powerful ability to kill and kill, and have an irreplaceable position in this world.

Maybe Chu Ze belongs to the legendary cultivation powerhouse, and all the villagers in Anding Village guessed like this.

Although I don't know why a strong man like him would come to this place where birds don't, but in this world where the strong are respected, people like Chu Ze will undoubtedly be revered and respected by everyone, no one in this village has ever dared to offend him, and in the eyes of everyone, his status is far above the village chief.

"Qisense" Chu Mo smacked his lips, walked out of the barrel, and took the clothes handed over by Chu Ze, "Maybe I really didn't have the chance to embark on the road of cultivation" Chu Mo secretly slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say this sentence, although Chu Ze had already put on a posture of resignation, but filial piety he would not choose to block the latter at this time.

The so-called qi sense is the ability to perceive the aura of heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth aura is a strange energy that is free between heaven and earth, and everything in the world cannot grow and survive without it. Because the aura cannot be directly absorbed, the beginning of cultivation is to guide the aura of heaven and earth according to the Yuan Jue to continuously stimulate the body and derive the Yuan Force, and this sense of qi is the judgment criterion that determines whether a person can embark on the path of cultivation.

Speaking of which, this god can be said to have made a big joke with Chu Mo's father and son.

Chu Mo's physique was different from ordinary people since he was a child, and from the perspective of a cultivator, he was a cultivation wizard who was rare to see for thousands of years, if there were sufficient conditions to support his cultivation, then his achievements could be described as limitless. Chu Ze saw Chu Mo's innate advantages, and he had high hopes for the latter, he hoped that his son could become a dragon among people and soar above the nine heavens.

Chu Mo has never disappointed Chu Ze, at Chu Ze's request, he had already started a series of body forging and quenching bodies that Chu Ze had formulated for him when he was three years old, and he had completed nine transformations of his body in less than ten years, and he could enter the real cultivation stage to attract spirit gathering yuan. This kind of speed can be described as incredible, at least in Chu Ze's cognition, no one has ever reached such a level at such an age.

And the tragedy appeared at this time, just when Chu Ze was full of hope to teach the Yuan Jue to Chu Mo, he was surprised to find that Chu Mo, who was extremely talented, had no sense of anger.

It is precisely the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, this fact can really be said to be the most cruel blow to Chu Ze, ten years of hard teaching and training, but in the end in exchange for such a bolt from the blue, he really feels unacceptable.

In order to change Chu Mo's congenital weakness, he has worked various prescriptions in the past few years, and has ventured into Langya Mountain several times, hoping to find an elixir for him and help him derive a sense of qi, but in the end, except for making Chu Mo's already perfect body go further and increase some strength, he has not achieved any substantial effect, which makes Chu Ze a little disheartened.

"Clean up the room As for this wooden barrel" Chu Ze's eyes were fixed on the wooden barrel made of Ziyao Nanmu, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly, "Just put the wooden barrel away, you won't need it in the future" The simple sentence seemed to take all Chu Ze's strength, and after finishing speaking, he shook his head slightly and walked straight outside. For Chu Mo's cultivation, Chu Ze can be said to have taken great pains, speaking of this Ziyao Nanmu, it was still the beginning of Chu Mo's cultivation, Chu Ze worked hard and took a lot of painstaking risks, and personally ventured to pick it on the dangerous wall of Langya Mountain, but now, all the hard work was in vain.

Chu Ze walked away silently, the tall figure dragged a long shadow on the ground, looking gloomy and lonely, Chu Mo stared from afar in a daze, and couldn't help but feel an unspeakable emotion in his heart, until Chu Ze completely disappeared from sight, he slowly turned around to clean up

The gentle birdsong is crisp and pleasant; The fragrant floral fragrance, drifting with the breeze, is fragrant, refreshing and intoxicating.