Ten days.

For ten whole days.

When Wang Mu woke up from a state of extreme immersion.

It's already ten days later.

He was awakened by hunger.

Although the cultivation has reached the perfection of qi refining.

But he was still a mortal body and needed to eat.

Wang Mu, who hadn't eaten for a long time, fell to his knees directly on the ground the moment he woke up, his eyes dizzy with hunger, and his eyes were black.

He hurriedly took out a Bigu Pill from his storage bag and swallowed it.

The hunger in my stomach was relieved a little.

When he looked up at the mountain wall in front of him, Wang Mu was surprised to find it.

The sword marks he left behind had reached three zhang long invisibly at some point!

Almost six times as much as at the beginning!

He glanced at the black incense stick he had inserted aside to keep time.

Only two-thirds remained.

Wang Mu was surprised: "Ten days have passed. ”

This moonincense stick can burn for a whole month.

It is also a tool often used by monks to keep time.

Because they are in regular retreat, one retreat is three to five days.

Sometimes you can't remember the time at all.

The number of days that have elapsed can only be judged by the degree of burning of the moon's incense.

Glancing around, Wang Mu found that those visions had long since disappeared.

And according to his memory, the swordsmanship of the purple-clothed young man had been preliminarily comprehended by him.

It's just that it will take a lot of time to fully understand it.

Judging from the difficulty of his comprehension, this sword technique has reached the level of at least a medium-grade spell.

Wang Mu had never been exposed to high-grade spells, so he had no concept of this difficulty, and he couldn't speculate.

But he has a very clear understanding of his own understanding.

Looking at the stone wall in front of him, Wang Mu's heart moved, and he slashed out.

With a flash of purple sword, it flashed.

On the tall stone wall in front of him, a knife mark three zhang long and one arm deep suddenly appeared.

"Since this sword technique is comprehended in the ancient ruins of Changfeng, the name of this spell is called Changfeng Slash."

Wang Mu muttered to himself.

"It's time to leave, too."

"If it's delayed for a long time, I'm afraid that the burial immortal bones will be taken away by others, and it will be a loss."

In the past ten days, Wang Mu can have such a harvest, Wang Mu is naturally satisfied.

The first time I explored the ancient ruins, I saw a medium-grade magic weapon and mastered a medium-grade spell.

This luck, even he admires himself.

But his main purpose is to build a foundation for the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, it is essential to bury immortal bones.

There are dozens of entrances to the total.

In other words, there is an equal number of ruins here.

He needed to search through each one to find the Burial Immortal Bones.

And now, more than half a month later, he has only explored three or four ruins.

Naturally, this is too inefficient.

Determined to hurry up, Wang Mu kept going straight to the entrance of the ruins.

However, as soon as he reached the entrance, a young man shrouded in a dense swarm of insects rushed out of the passage first.

The moment he saw Wang Mu, the swarm of insects all over his body let out a buzzing sound.

"So you killed my swarm."

The young man looked at Wang Mu and let out a sneer, and then without saying a word, he waved his hand.

The overwhelming black insects buzzed towards Wang Mu, like black clouds.

However, Wang Mu did not retreat this time.

He looked definite, standing still and concentrating for a moment.

When the overwhelming black clouds came to him.

Wang Mucai slowly stretched out his hand to the Evil Feather Knife behind him, gently pulled it out, and swung it down.

Laugh at!

A huge purple sword flashed.

The spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly boiled.

Before the black-robed young man could react, his whole body was swallowed by the sword.

Even the swarm of insects in the sky was also slashed by the sword.

When the dust settled, there was a puddle of minced flesh and blood left in the same place.

And that insect cultivator young man had already been killed by Wang Mu in one fell stab.

The same is true for the Swarm of Insects.

Wang Mu's face turned slightly pale.

This knife directly consumed half of the spiritual power in his body.

Even he couldn't stand the shock.

Without thinking too much, Wang Mu carried the evil feather knife on his back and quickly picked up the mustard seed bag on the young man's body.

Slipped into the entrance.

The whole battle was not even ten breaths.

The terrifying lethality brought by the combination of the Great Wind Slash and the Evil Feather Sword is truly terrifying.

The cultivation of that insect cultivator is at least in the middle stage of foundation building, and it is already very difficult.

But it is still not Wang Mu's one-knife enemy.

I really can't imagine that Wang Mu is just a Qi Refining Cultivator now!

......

Just half a day after Wang Mu left.

A gray shadow flashed and shot from another direction, instantly rushing into the entrance of the ruins.

But soon turned back again.

When the body is condensed.

It was the mysterious person who had been chasing Wang Mu from afar,

Just one glance at the battle marks on the ground, the man's brow furrowed deeply.

"The deputy sect leader asked me to hunt down this kid from the Qingquan Sect."

"Now half a month has passed, but I still haven't caught up."

"The terrain in this Changfeng Ancient Ruins is so complex, it is really beyond my expectations."

Originally, he felt that he was no more than half a day's journey away from Wang Mu at most.

But in the end, scurrying around the ruins, he actually knocked himself unconscious.

After a delay of seven or eight days, he thought that he had chased Wang Mu away.

But yesterday, it was hard to find new traces left by Wang Mu.

Only then did he hurry up and chase after him.

"If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid it will make the deputy sect leader very dissatisfied."

"And look at it like this, now there is an extremely strong man in this ruin."

He looked at the huge knife marks on the ground with a solemn face.

"Things are getting more and more tricky, I hope to find them soon, and quickly kill and hand over the task."

"This unlucky mole family looks like someone killed with a knife, tsk."

"I'm afraid that the strength of the murderer has reached the late stage of foundation building or even the consummation realm, and it is not an ordinary humane foundation."

"I don't know which person from Shattered Star City is."

"Forget it, it's not something I should worry about."

"Hurry up and find that Wang Mu is the right thing."

......

Two days later.

Somewhere in the ancient ruins of Changfeng, there is a place filled with corpse gas.

Wang Mu squatted on a dead towering ancient tree.

With an excited face, he looked at the core of the monster realm where the group of demon beast corpses turned into corpses in the distance.

There was a huge monster skeleton standing there.

However, unlike other places covered with gray-green corpse gas.

On the skull of this monster corpse.

There is a small piece of bone jade that is emitting a pure white light, which is very conspicuous.

There seemed to be some kind of pure light flickering above it, forcing all the corpse demons within a radius of ten zhang to retreat.

Under the bones of that huge demon beast, a small oasis full of vitality was strangely born.

In this area full of death, it can be described as a miracle.

"According to the description of ancient books, this white bone jade should be the burial immortal bone!"

Wang Mu was a little excited, but also a little vigilant.

Around the burial immortal bones, there were dozens of corpse demons that were constantly wandering.

These corpse demons have strange black and white hairs all over their bodies, all of which are corpses formed after the death of various spirit beasts.

And in this corpse field.

He had already seen the bodies of three or four foundation-building monks.

Obviously, none of these corpses are easy to deal with.

However, he will get the burial of immortal bones.

So after just a rough glance at the number.

Wang Mu swallowed a poison-avoiding pill that had been refined by a stone bowl, and his body moved, rushing into this corpse field.

As soon as he stepped into the edge of the corpse field.

Several corpse demons discovered Wang Mu.

With a roar, he threw himself at Wang Mu, setting off a fierce and bloody wind.

However, Wang Mu pushed the flying feather body method to the extreme.

Holding the Evil Feather Sword, the Sky Ring turned into a silver streamer that swirled wildly around him.

Both offensive and defensive.

In just a few breaths, he beheaded all the corpse demons that rushed to his side like a ghost.

Crashed to the ground.

Then, Wang Mu paused slightly, and after determining the direction of the bone jade, he swept deeper into the corpse field.

Half a day later.

A man finally arrived outside the corpse field.

This person was the mysterious person sent by the Shattered Star Gate Master to attack and kill Wang Mu.

It's just just landed.

His face changed and he quickly stepped back.

At the same time, he swallowed an elixir to prevent the corpse qi from entering his body.

"I don't know when such a large forbidden place of death was formed here? Not when I was here last time. ”

The mysterious man muttered a few words to himself, then looked into the corpse field.

The thick aura of corpse almost obscured his vision.

But the corpses of several corpses lying on the edge of the corpse field caught his attention.

After getting closer and taking a closer look.

Only then did he determine that this method was left by the strong man he had seen before who had slashed the insect cultivator of the Mole family with one sword.

"He's here too?" The mysterious man hesitated.

"Could it be that the man knows this Wang Mu?"

He frowned.

If that's the case, he'll have to think about it.

It's okay to kill a Qi Refining Cultivator.

However, if it is against the previous one, it may be a strong person who is in the later stage of the foundation building of the tunnel, or even complete......

"Well, since Wang Mu has entered here, then he must come out."

"I'll ambush on the edge, and when they come out, confirm whether Wang Mu is on the same path as the strong man, and then attack."

"If it's really a group, we can only wait for them to separate before we start."

"If not...... This Wang Mu is dead. ”

"There is only one entrance and exit to this ruin, so he can't escape!"

In this way, the mysterious man did not enter the corpse field.

Instead, he withdrew from a distance of hundreds of zhang, constantly throwing down the formation flag at an edge and corner, and finally established a set of formations here, hiding his figure in it.

In this way, time passed in a flash.

The center of the corpse field.

Wang Mu gasped, holding the Evil Feather Knife, looking at the corpse demon bones all over the ground, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Immediately afterward, he seemed to notice that he was in an abnormal state.

Quickly put the Evil Feather Sword back behind him, sat down cross-legged, took a tranquilizing pill, calmed down, and began to recover.

Half a day later, when he returned to perfection.

The crazy smile on his face was gone.

At the same time, Wang Mu's face also became a little pale:

"Fortunately, I have been tempered by the Forging God Fist, and my spiritual will is far beyond that of ordinary people, otherwise this Evil Feather Sword is not a magic weapon that I can control at all."

"The impact on people's minds is so powerful."

"It seems that it will be used less in the future."

After getting up, Wang Mu slashed the bones of the huge demon beast beside him, and then cautiously cut off the white jade bone fragments on his skull.

As a result, the corpse qi in the corpse field instantly moved away from Wang Mu.

At the same time, some mixed corpse qi was also eliminated from his body.

Wang Mu only felt that his whole body was light, and he was extremely comfortable.

"This burial immortal bone is really magical, but this quality does not reach the thousand-year-old green jade color described in ancient books."

"White represents only 100 years of quality."

"But it doesn't matter, I have a stone bowl."

The Corpse Ground Center is a good retreat.

It's protected by corpse energy, and it's safe.

So, Wang Mu sat on the oasis under his ass.

simply summoned out the stone bowl and threw the burial immortal bone directly into the bowl.

With the golden lines flashing.

The color of the burial bones gradually changed from white to a faint cyan.

In the end, it even turned into a rich dark cyan.

And the original range of dispersing corpse qi has also changed from ten zhang to a hundred zhang distance.

To tell the truth, Wang Mu touched the burial immortal bone in front of him, feeling the surging special spiritual power filled with it, and was full of joy.

"Why don't you just break through the Heavenly Dao and build a foundation here......"

I remembered the sense of crisis that loomed before entering the ruins.

Wang Mu made a bold decision.

Do what you think.

He directly put the three heavenly treasures in front of him.

Millennial Vermilion.

Millennial milk.

Thousand-year-old burial fairy bones.

There is also a high-grade Tsukidan.

This Tsukidan was originally of mid-grade quality.

It was handed over to him by Ling Daozi before he left the sect.

After being refined by a stone bowl.

It has directly become the quality of the top grade.

The original translucent color of the entire Tsukidan has become a transparent and crystalline color.

It looks very strange.

There is a faint halo of colorful light.

I heard that this is a halo that can only be found in high-grade pills.

Swallowing the pill in one gulp, the spiritual power in his body was mobilized.

Begin to circulate like crazy.

At the same time, the surrounding heaven and earth also began to be faintly attracted with spiritual power, pouring into Wang Mu's body.

And the aura mist in his dantian suddenly contracted and swirled.

The fog dragon entrenched in Wang Mu's dantian felt the changes in the spiritual power of this heaven and earth, and excitedly swam around his dantian.

Devour some of the escaped aura.

The aura in Wang Mu's dantian became thicker and thicker.

In the end, it even became flocculent.

And at this moment, Wang Mu directly picked up the wooden box in front of him and swallowed the red Zhu Guo into his mouth.

The next moment, the spiritual power in his body suddenly boiled.

The spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth surged towards him even more frantically.

Wang Mu only felt that his whole body was filled with majestic spiritual power, like a balloon that had swelled.

It's about to explode.

Even the meridians in his body began to swell and ache.

He hurriedly ran the Reverse Xuan Gong to frantically refine the power of Zhu Guo, and at the same time accelerated the compression of the spiritual qi mass in the dantian.

And under his compression, the aura mass gradually turned a faint purple.

When the entire aura mist completely turned purple, the medicinal power of the thousand-year-old vermilion fruit was finally consumed by him.

Wang Mu felt that if he wanted to at this time, he could directly step into the foundation building realm.

But it can only be an underground foundation second only to the Heavenly Dao Foundation.

Immediately after, Wang Mu uncorked a jade bottle in front of him.

Pour the milky liquid into it in one gulp.

Then another majestic spiritual power rushed to spread.

That cool and gentle power continued to repair the meridians and flesh that had been somewhat damaged just now due to the power of Zhu Guo.

Wang Mu only felt that his body was rapidly strengthening, and the spiritual power mist in the dantian was expanding again.

It is then compressed, repeated several times, and finally gradually turns into a deep purple color.

Purple blackening.