For warriors, capable people, and even monsters, the Sanctuary has always been a huge hurdle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because before this level, whether it is genius or mediocrity, as long as there is dedication, willingness to work hard and perseverance, then it is only a matter of time to be promoted to the A level.

But the Sanctuary is different, if you want to step into this level, you need a very important premise, and this premise may not be reached in your lifetime, even if you are talented.

So what is this premise? Different sages have different opinions on this issue, and as far as Su Mu is concerned, he thinks it's 'courage'.

It's a pretty rustic description, and if you tell someone like that, nine out of ten people will probably not get anything out of it, and the rest of you will probably think he's insane.

This is a matter of course, because what Sumu is referring to is not the 'courage' in the face of the enemy, as most people generally believe, but the 'courage' in the face of oneself.

No matter how brilliant a person's life is, or how humble his life is, he will have some things he doesn't want to face, he can't face himself, he can't know himself, he can't dissect himself, and he is afraid that the beauty he constructs with hypocrisy will be ruthlessly destroyed.

As a result, the mind will be confused, the spiritual will will not be thorough, and the communication with the world will become weak.

Su Mu's insight comes from his own experience.

His first life was to live in avoidance, refusing the kindness of others because he was afraid of being hurt, refusing to make friends because of fear of malice, and he could only use work to numb himself and fill the emptiness with busyness, until the day of his death, he did not think about why he became like this.

Even after experiencing a second life after death, he still hasn't changed, whether it's learning magic or martial arts, although he says that he is longing and yearning, but the biggest motive is actually to protect himself.

Vulnerable,Suspicious,The reason why he really lost his heart was that he gradually noticed it in the year he wandered after graduating from the martial arts academy.。 Because at that time he already had power and was no longer humble, and he had no excuse for self-deception.

What kind of taste is that, Su Mu still wants to find a hole to get into even now when he thinks about it.

However, it cannot be avoided.

Only by facing oneself can there be no confusion, and the spirit will be clear.

"Hum—"

The dark silver light spread out around Su Mu, instantly enveloping the entire 'Dream Pool' space, and then the light became dazzling, then contracted, and finally merged back into his body, and the strange energy began to feed back into his body.

The field is complete, and it goes straight to the third stage.

But at this time, Su Mu's eyes slowly opened, and the silver light slowly flowed from the pupils, and then another bright silver light spread, and the light gradually brightened, and then slowly faded away.

The second area is completed and the second phase has begun.

So far, what Su Mu has taken back is the accumulation of the previous life, two lives, and a dual realm.

However, this is not the end of it, because this is his third life.

The power of the realm began to circulate in the body, and the most essential things in the depths of the body gradually shed their confusion and began to sublimate.

That's his soul.

A misty light appeared from the void and slowly fell on his body, and an invisible thing gradually turned from illusory to solid.

Stepping into the sanctuary, the body is sublimated, and the soul is strengthened, which is a standard process.

Under the light, the soul began to expand and then solidify, and then it expanded and solidified again, and the strength of the soul doubled with each cycle, ordinary saints would generally cycle six times, and Su Mu had cycled twelve times in his previous life, and he believed that it was caused by the accumulation of two lives.

So when the cycle reached the eighteenth time, just when he subconsciously thought it was coming to an end, a soft light emanated from the core of his soul, and unfamiliar information was like a spring, constantly gushing out from the depths of his soul.

The sudden accident made Su Mu stunned.

Heavy, squeezing, for a moment Su Mu felt as if his soul was about to crack, but at this time, the dense light that shrouded him suddenly became extremely bright, and at the same time, the soul that had reached the limit began to rise again as if it had broken free from the shackles, twenty times, thirty-six times...... It wasn't until he couldn't feel the pressure anymore that he slowly stopped.

Sixty-four times, and it was increased on the basis of his previous life.

What kind of concept is this?

Su Mu couldn't understand it at all, although the strength of the soul was not equal to the combat power, and it was impossible to directly improve his strength, but this was the most basic thing.

Not only did his spirit rise higher than ever, but the space around him felt more alive for him, as if he could make an impact with a single thought.

But before he could try, the condensed soul seemed to break out of the cocoon, and then a misty light spread from him again.

The third area!

At the same time, Su Mu felt that a strange power suddenly gave birth to in his heart, it began to flow along the blood, and then converged with the spiritual power, they were not compatible, but they were not exclusive, as if they were completely ignoring each other, and no one wanted to deal with anyone.

What is this?

Confused, Su Mu suddenly saw a white mist emerge out of thin air, gradually enveloping his field of vision, and a white light gradually lit up in the white mist, making him subconsciously close his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes again, the scene around him was completely different.

The gray background brown striped sofa, the pure white marble coffee table, the off-white ceiling, the familiar scene could not be more familiar.

Because this is his home.

He turned his gaze and saw a middle-aged man sitting quietly at the coffee table reading the newspaper, and a little girl who was only five or six years old who was wiping the coffee table with a rag.

Father and Xiaoyi.

Was it when he couldn't move and his father hadn't returned to the branch?

Su Mu stood up and looked around suspiciously, but when his gaze fell in the direction of the kitchen, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the body of the powerful saint froze there as if it was petrified.

I saw a woman in her early twenties, walking out of the kitchen with a casserole with heat-insulated gloves.

Her jet-black hair was casually pulled back, her delicate face was unadorned, and a slightly faded apron was attached to her thin civilian dress.

And such a woman dressed as a housewife is the most beautiful one Su Mu has ever seen.

Because this is his mother.