In the dimly lit depleted mine, Jiang Mu did not wave the ancient well in his heart, silently reciting the magic formula, and at the same time slowly mobilizing the mana, operating in the meridians in the body, after every week, there would be a faint wisp of mana that was transformed into sword power.

And every time a wisp of sword yuan power was formed, Jiang Mu's mana that he had previously obtained through penance cultivation would be weakened a little.

The two are simply incompatible.

Either/or.

In a sense, this is a taboo in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, if Jiang Mu's master comes to life at this time, seeing him practicing so wantonly, he will definitely be so angry that he will raise his beard and clean the door wall himself.

But after so many ups and downs in his previous life, Jiang Mu is now determined to be iron, and he knows that this is his hope for the future.

It's just that the transformation of the sword element force is too slow and too difficult.

Originally, he thought that this method had been perfected by seventy or eighty percent, and at the worst it was fifty percent, but when he tried it today, he found that it was not even thirty percent perfect, and he pointed out a direction.

"It's that I'm thinking too self-righteous."

Jiang Mu shook his head, in his previous life, although the master of the Divine Sword Sect was an immortal cultivator of the Divine Realm, but in that situation at that time, the spirit stone resources they could use were only very few, and they had to use a little bit of spiritual energy to transform the sword yuan power.

Now, although Jiang Mu was an early stage immortal cultivator in the Jindan Realm, the aura that he could use every second was probably hundreds or thousands of times that of the other party.

"If you don't talk about quantity and effect, you're playing hooligan."

Understanding the problem, Jiang Mu did not feel frustrated at all, he immediately started from scratch, verified every detail, and revised it as appropriate.

A few days later—

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spit out, Jiang Mu's face was pale, and he was obviously not lightly injured, Jian Yuanli actually launched a fatal counterattack against his original mana, and for a moment, he almost thought that his golden pill was going to be broken.

"Weird? How is that! ”

Jiang Mu was puzzled.

Because in his opinion, the sword yuan power transformed with mana, although the name has been changed, is actually still a variant of mana, why is there such a big gap?

While healing, Jiang Mu recalled the situation described by the Divine Sword Sect Master in his previous life, but quickly shook his head and gave up, because in his previous life, they had only succeeded in transforming a wisp of sword power.

And now, it only took him three days to transform the nine wisps of sword yuan power, but this kind of power is too powerful, too rebellious, too pure, and too exclusive, and the nine wisps of sword yuan power is already the limit of what he can withstand now.

If it continues, the meridians will collapse, the golden pill will be blasted, the foundation will be destroyed, and a life will be possible.

So after struggling for a moment, Jiang Mu had to disperse the nine wisps of sword yuan power.

"Woohoo!"

The terrifying sword qi shot out, cutting the surrounding mine holes into thousands of holes in an instant, this is just a wisp of sword energy transformed into sword qi, it has such power.

When Jiang Mu successively dispersed all the sword yuan power, the originally solid mine cave was actually cut out of a space several zhang deep, such power, not to mention the golden pill, it was said that it was caused by the Yuanying Realm monk, and some people believed it.

If you can control this power, how powerful it will be!

"What will happen if I break the Golden Pill and scatter all my cultivation, and then transform this sword yuan power?"

An extremely bold idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Mu's heart, but this thought made him startle, it was really fatal.

"Stop!"

Jiang Mu didn't dare to think about it anymore, he needed to be quiet when he left the underground ore vein first.

At this stage, it is still necessary to stabilize the mentality of the senior brother.

Next, Jiang Mu, as usual, took his disciples to continue his daily cultivation experience, and occasionally went out to go around the Fang City to buy some elixirs, elixirs, or some strange things for Senior Brother Yao Cheng.

But he will also take the time to refine the best dark iron, which can be used to exchange for a large number of spirit stones, which can be regarded as an important means for him to make a fortune.

It's just that this thing can't be sold in the market on the bright side of the serious, and it has to go to the black market.

And at the same time, Senior Brother Yao Cheng's decision to impact Yuanying became more and more intense, so the tossing became more and more 'extremely vicious', not only tossing Jiang Mu's small treasury clean, but also smashing the sect's Xuantie income into it in the past six months, counting the hundreds of year-old elixirs that were picked from the Elixir Garden, the total value was close to 20,000 spirit stones.

But Jiang Mu had nothing to do about it, because it was like this in his previous life, without such a toss, Senior Brother Yao Cheng didn't dare to impact Yuanying at all, after all, if he chose to give up, he still had more than one hundred and thirty years of life left.

What can Jiang Mu do?

Fortunately, the foundation of the Floating Cloud Sect is really quite thick.

In this way, just like in the previous life, at dusk that day, the senior brother Yao Cheng called Jiang Mu, and the two of them first went to the place where the ancestor of the mountain ascended to pay respects, and then came to the Yunqi Hall to incense the old man and the ancestors of the past dynasties.

Then, the two brothers each had a jar of spiritual wine, and then threw an altar to the master, and the sunset like fire, the gentle mountain wind, drank in a big gulp, and they had known each other for one hundred and fifty years, just like yesterday.

From beginning to end, the senior brother didn't say anything, drank all the spirit wine and left, never going back.

Jiang Mu watched his back disappear into the darkness, even though there were a thousand words, there was only endless loneliness.

Following

In the Yunshen Hall, all the disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect in the mountain gate gathered here.

After a salute, Jiang Mu sat on the top, his majestic gaze swept over everyone, and then nodded with satisfaction, since he asked Cheng Banjin to send a message to all the scattered Floating Cloud Sect people three months ago, in the past three months, thirty-five Floating Cloud Sect disciples have returned.

And basically, the people who came back were all disciples of the sect who had a good relationship with him and had a good heart.

Among them are his personal disciple Zhang He, as well as twelve other registered disciples who went down the mountain to experience and break through after building the foundation.

In addition, there are twenty-three disciples of the senior brother Yao Cheng, who do not have a good relationship with Yao Cheng, but they respect Jiang Mu very much.

After all, comparing the heart to the heart, the senior brother Yao Cheng was obsessed with cultivation, and after he accepted the disciples, he casually taught the exercises and threw them aside, all of which were brought out by Jiang Mu, who was not the head of the sect at the beginning.

There are even two teachers and nephews who are older than Jiang Mu, Jiang Mu has already practiced qi when he started, but now they are still stuck in the late stage of foundation building, with vicissitudes of life on their faces, half a head of white hair, and if they don't break through, Shouyuan will be exhausted.

"Liu Tiezhu, Zhang He, Li Ying."

Jiang Mu spoke slowly.

"The disciple is here." Liu Tiezhu and the three of them came out of the ranks.

These three people, in addition to winning Jiang Mu's trust in their relationship, are also the leading figures in this generation of Fuyun Sect disciples.

In his previous life, Liu Tiezhu successfully advanced to Jindan after eight years, Zhang He advanced to Jindan after three years, and Li Ying broke through Jindan after four years.

It's just that Li Ying is also very prosperous outside, and the atmosphere inside the mountain gate of the Fuyun Sect has always been inactive, so even if he occasionally goes back to the mountain to visit, he doesn't want to stay.

Now Jiang Mu summoned him, but he came back without saying a word.

Thinking back to the past, Jiang Mu also said slowly: "From now on, the Floating Cloud Sect will close the mountain gate for one year, and you will be responsible for the affairs inside and outside the mountain gate. ”

"Whoa!"

"In addition, my Floating Cloud Sect was originally one of the five families of Qin Ge County, but in the past hundred years, the strength and reputation of this sect have become more and more declining, and in the long run, when I wait for the day of sitting, Qin Ge County is only afraid that there will be no place for the Floating Cloud Sect to gain a foothold."

"I am so worried about this, I can't sleep all night, and you should know my heart."

Jiang Mu said very heavy and serious, but the following disciples, except for the simple-minded and young ones who couldn't understand, the rest of the people were all dancing with their eyebrows, especially Zhang He, Li Ying, Cheng Banjin, Xu Lin, etc., how keen-minded they were, their own master didn't say this at other times, but mentioned it when the master hit the bottleneck in retreat, which meant one thing - unbearable, no need to endure anymore.

If the Floating Cloud Sect continues like this, it will really be finished!

So something has to change.

And this change, first of all, their master, their head uncle, got the greatest authority.

In the past few years, nearly eighty percent of the resources of the Floating Cloud Sect have been tilted towards Master Li, Uncle Yao Cheng, and Second Master Uncle Xu Yi, not to mention ordinary disciples, what about personal disciples?

Do more, take less, waste time in vain, such a hard life, think about it, panic, in order to accumulate spirit stones to buy a spirit pill that can break through the bottleneck, how many lives and deaths do they have to experience, how many years of hard work?

If the cultivation is delayed, injured and the foundation is damaged, then basically there is no connection with the Great Dao.

Now it's okay, the master uncle's retreat impacts the Yuanying, and there is no one who can't come out in three years and five years, so the resources of the sect can be divided, and they are waiting to be fed in the later stage of foundation building.

Jiang Mu looked at these eyebrows with a calm expression, yes, this is the effect he wants.

"This seat has decided to sell a number of important treasures of the sect and buy a nine-trick psychic pill for all the disciples in the late stage of foundation building in the sect to break through the bottleneck, and in the future, it should be an eternal example!"