Chapter 229: The Imperial Capital
The space immortal source is a medium that can touch the space, and it is a supreme divine object that can make oneself realize the Tao rules in it, and its value is incalculable.
Such a huge piece, I'm afraid it takes a super-large ore vein to condense it, and it happens to belong to the space, and in the entire Beidou Emperor Realm, I'm afraid there are no five pieces.
He planned to keep it for now, and when he met his own disciples later, he would give them this piece of xenomorph immortal source.
He can have a 10,000-fold return system, and at that time, through the system, even if he is extremely unlucky, he will only return ten times back, which is enough to help him master this anti-heaven avenue.
It must be known that even the Great Emperor who specializes in space does not dare to guarantee that he can completely comprehend the laws of space and master seventy or eighty percent, I am afraid that he is only a little worse than him.
If you directly return 10,000 times, your own disciples and senior brothers, I'm afraid they can all achieve this way!
It can also leave a large part as the heritage of Wanjian Mountain!
Thinking happily in his heart, Su Mu took out the ice jade blue pot that had just been carved, which looked good, which made him quite satisfied.
This ice jade pot is intended to be used to hold wine and drink, some fruit wine is very suitable for ice drinking, this jade pot has such an effect, you can ice it.
Let's just say that plum wine, in the summer, take some chilled, the taste is also wonderful!
Pity...... He didn't know how to fit too much, so he could only wait until he practiced the spatial path rules in the future to increase his internal space.
After chilling some fruit wine a little, Su Mu went to try the taste, some of which were slightly bitter, and some of which were more and more sweet.
Meimei enjoyed it, and with a good mood, he fell asleep deeply, and got the space immortal source, as if he was going to be happier than the emperor's inheritance, but he fell asleep, and there was still a smile on his face.
There aren't many moments like this, and most of the time, I can't even sleep soundly at the thought of those weird things coming back to life.
Early morning.
Su Mu took the old white tiger and others to the holy lake for a whole day, although he also noticed something wrong, but he did not delve into it.
What we have to do now is to relax ourselves, and then cultivate more desperately, consolidate and accumulate the foundation, and only with strong strength can we change something.
After a day of playing, I fell asleep when I returned to the inn bed.
When I woke up the next day, I had a different way of playing, wandering around the city, walking the streets and alleys, buying some local food from time to time, and looking quite happy.
It's a lot of fun.
But...... Such happy days are always short-lived, Su Mu saw that it was not too early, so he cleaned up, woke up early tomorrow morning, and prepared to go to Zhongzhou.
I haven't seen Yan Qingming in the past two days, and I don't know how to communicate with my family, but it didn't go well.
After all, he is the only seedling in the family, shouldering the responsibility of the entire family, and it is obviously impossible to be as happy and chic as Su Mu.
Su Mu didn't care about this, if he didn't see him early tomorrow morning, he wouldn't wait a little longer, if he talked about his family, it would be easy to catch up with him.
After all, he was not in a hurry, and only planned to pass through the cities of Western Xinjiang by the way, and then go directly to the Zhongzhou region.
In order not to get bored on the road, he also planned to do something interesting, if it was a sect force that was closer to him on the road, he would come to the door to ask for advice.
and is not afraid to offend people.
With his current strength, as long as he is not a half-saint like Qi Tianming, he can still beat most of them.
Other words...... In the face of the existence of the Holy Lord level, he was not afraid now.
With such strength, it is not in line with your character not to go to waste, it just so happens that the Holy Land Dabi is coming soon, and you can create momentum with your own forces!
In the last big competition, he participated in it, but it's a pity...... Although he was the leader, his ranking was very average, that is, the normal level of Wanjian Mountain, and he only entered the top thirty-two.
As for the individual battle, he only scored in the top 20, and the results were not very eye-catching, so he could only say that he could do it.
It's also a big regret of myself.
However, without the blessing of the system at that time, it was arrogant to be able to have such achievements.
The morning sun is shining and the sky is getting brighter.
"Let's go."
didn't see Yan Qingming's figure, so Su Mu didn't stop, patted the head of the golden nine-headed lion, and let him act.
In the hurry, he did not waste time, but sat up cross-legged and comprehended the mystery of the supernatural treasure.
Now that there are two more imperial arts, the task can be described as arduous and long-term.
Half a year is fleeting.
Middle-earth.
Imperial capital.
This is the most prosperous area, the supreme temple of the human race, the center.
The luck of the human race is suppressed here, and the emperor's dragon spirit lingers.
Because of this grand occasion in the Holy Land, countless monks rushed here in anticipation of the wonderful competition.
Although it was half a year early, for the monks, it passed in a blink of an eye, and the realm was high, and a little retreat would be a year and a half.
Teahouse Inn.
A young man leaned against the window and watched the endless traffic outside.
The white-haired old man stood respectfully behind him, squinting, his breath was terrifying, as if he could distort space and crush mountains and rivers!
The storyteller has a lotus tongue and tells some anecdotes that have happened recently, mobilizing everyone's emotions.
If you look closely, you can clearly find out...... There are also cultivation fluctuations on his body, and they are extraordinary!
It's not a simple character.
"It is rumored that Tianji Pavilion is happy to act as a storyteller......"
The young man muttered to himself.
I saw that the storyteller's ears moved slightly, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the young man.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Guest officer, do you know what has happened in Western Xinjiang recently?"
"Are there people from the Western Frontier?"
The storyteller meant something.
"What Mr. wants to say is that Su Mu from Wanjian Mountain?"
A monk from the western frontier thought for a moment and hurriedly replied.
Now he is the most famous, attracting all the major forces in Western Xinjiang, everyone is afraid of him like a tiger, and he hates it by gritting his teeth!
"Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Su Mu? Isn't he from the North? How did you go to the western frontier? ”
"What did Su Mu, who is the seventeenth on the Tianjiao List, do when he went to Western Xinjiang? Looking at the appearance of the brother's platform, it seems that he is a little afraid? ”
"What the hell is going on? Sir, tell me about it! ”
"Yes, yes!"
“……”
The guest officials in the teahouse said one after another, quite interested in this matter.
Some of the monks from the western frontier were indignant, they didn't want to say more about it, but they couldn't do anything about it.
For the monks in Western Xinjiang, it was a great shame.
Mr. Storyteller first chuckled for a moment, then casually glanced at Su Mu again, and then took a sip of tea, ready to speak.