As far as the eye could see, it was a palm-sized glass treasure box, and at this moment, even if there was no need to open the ban on it, Chu Weiyang could clearly see the pile of seeds sealed in the treasure box.

Maybe it was because the forbidden technique was very wonderful, or maybe there was still a strange thing that Chu Weiyang had not seen in this dark realm, but when he looked at it now, that handful of seeds were still full of vitality, and the surface was shining with dark green color.

Chu Weiyang has some of the Danshi inheritance, and his inheritance itself may not be as high and supreme as possible, but with the foundation of "Snapping the Finger Dan Chapter", what Chu Weiyang has mastered is all extremely close to the Dan Dao inheritance.

It was precisely because of this that at this moment, Chu Weiyang could easily distinguish the heel of this dark green seed.

It's not a supreme treasure medicine, but if it is planted, it is also a very rare wood line of the best spiritual material, and according to the records in the Dan Dao inheritance, this general wood line of the best spirit material, in the past, it was already rare, and then it may be inherited and preserved improperly, always in the Dan River Valley, has been extinct for many years.

Gently squeezing the glass treasure box in his hand, Chu Weiyang could understand that what he was holding in his hand now was actually the harvest that the monk should have after going through the orthodox fighting victory.

He could already imagine what kind of mentality the sages of the Panwang Sect had in the past to create this realm of void and reality, and used all the ways and methods in this realm to sharpen the future generations.

Chu Weiyang had already experienced a battle in the meantime, and he was able to have a practical understanding of this matter, this was not a battle between life and death, but just a slightly gentle struggle between ordinary methods and techniques.

He thought to himself, even if he hadn't shown excellence in so many fields, it would not take much effort to fight with others on the level of pure Dao and Fa.

In the final analysis, this is a pile of Tao and Fa, not a real living being.

And for such an opponent, even if he wins the battle, the reward given by the sages of the Panwang Sect will only be a relatively equivalent of the best spiritual material, which is in line with the principles of the fighting method, and will not be a meaningless gift without a superior number.

These may have been ordinary in the old days.

But after such a long period of time, the time between them is already the extraordinary place of the relics of those ancient holy sects.

This kind of supreme spiritual material, which has been extinct in the world, whether it is the part of the effect that it cannot replace, or the significance of being passed on to the Dan Master, is far superior to the ordinary supreme treasure material.

Moreover, Chu Weiyang can understand that not all the Tao and the Fa are as "gentle" as this way, and the interpretation of the Tao and the Fa itself is really different from the inferior.

And after going through this experience, considering the unique significance of sharpening the juniors in this world, Chu Weiyang is willing to believe that the condensation and manifestation of this opponent's body should also follow a certain law from weak to strong.

Then Chu Weiyang has almost logically deduced and guessed, if he is facing those opponents who really have mastered the means of the superior number, and win the battle, perhaps it is the legacy gift of the sages, and it will also be the same equivalent of the Dao Method.

In this dark and lonely realm, there are only words and words, but even if he has just experienced such a battle, Chu Weiyang has already gained too much insight from this silence.

Moreover, Chu Weiyang had also thought deeply about the darkness and silence of this world, which was too unreasonable.

When I think of everything that is presented in front of me at this moment, the root is just a little dim yellow aura that I have just revealed when I have just penetrated into this place.

Chu Weiyang has very reason to suspect that all these battles are just the "appetizers" of this realm of the virtual and the real, and they are the prelude to the sages' legacies and considerations.

Perhaps only after passing the test of this dim aura can Chu Weiyang be able to gain insight into the true face behind the darkness and silence of this virtual and real world.

Chu Weiyang didn't know what kind of words Qingzhu Ancestor had found from the pile of old papers in the past, and finally decided to go to the open sea alone, and finally planned to condense the Five Aggregates Heavenly Luo Law Umbrella.

But now, the relics of the Ancient Holy Sect in this realm do indeed have the heritage to carry the hopes of the Qingzhu Ancestors!

Whether it is to teach Qingzhu Ancestor to have the possibility of going further, or to teach Qingzhu Ancestor to have enough background to go to Zhongxing Panwangzong!

And it was also when he was thinking about this, when Chu Weiyang looked at the colorful galaxy hanging in front of him, his heart couldn't help but surge.

What is it?

This is a true picture of the vast number of stars! This is a vast inheritance of the Dao Method! This is a gift of the vast number of stars!

So, almost at the thought of this, Chu Weiyang could barely suppress the surging emotions in his heart, and when he raised his hand, the Five Aggregates Tianluo Law Umbrella that had just been sacrificed in the air had already fallen back into Chu Weiyang's hands, and when he got to the time, the Daoist's extremely thick mana surged towards the magic umbrella.

He wants to dig up this ancient treasure with his own hands, little by little!

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The west of the West Pole, in the wind of the Sumeru realm.

In the midst of this dark storm and the endless blades of Sumeru's power, all strange things have a hotbed of birth and evolution.

I don't know how many times, Shang Bo guarded the open Sumeru crack, but behind this disorderly fight also seems to contain its own unique rhythm, those treacherous existence that shines on the other end of the Sumeru crack, with the evolution of time, with the intensification of the dark storm, its shape and quality are more and more strange and hideous.

Even, this weirdness and hideousness also taught the air blow that was born in time more and more, and it was more difficult to resist.

At least, every time he attacked, the aura and mana that evolved towards the dim color in the process of collapse were "polluting" the power of Shang Bo's Jindan Dao Fruit in a very subtle process.

And even the cautious Shang Bo, in the face of this pollution itself, never even considered the possibility of getting rid of it with the cultivation and cultivation of the Dharma Technique in the future, and cut off all the crises in the bud, and even did not wait for the source of the pollution to be traced back to his own Dao Fruit, Shang Bo would cut off all the power of the filthy part of the Dao Fruit from himself.

If it is accumulated into a lot, it is not easy to cultivate the power of the Dao Fruit one by one, and the teacher is extremely sorry for him.

The existence revealed in the cracks of Sumeru became more and more strange and thorny, and with each resistance and mutual attack, the power of the Dao Fruit that Shang Bo needed to cut off became a little thicker.

As it intensifies, it almost becomes a vicious circle.

In the early days, Shang Bo had already shown a tired look on his face, and now when he looked at it again, Shang Bo was even more rarely really out of breath.

That kind of exhaustion seems to be no longer limited to Shang Bo's emotions, but radiates from his heart, and then diffuses to the physical body, penetrating through Shang Bo's essence and spirit.

Xu Shi also felt that Shang Bo's breath was becoming more and more unbearable in this increasingly vicious circle, and in the carriage nearby, the young man had not made the noise of turning the pages of a book for a long time, let alone opened his mouth to disturb Shang Bo's mood with questioning.

Just now, another vicious battle like this has passed.

Yes, it's no longer the usual compartmental blows.

Perhaps for the existence of the other end of the Sumeru rift, it is still an understatement blow.

But now, after receiving this blow, Shang Bo already needed to show his cultivation qi, and took the initiative to use the secret method, overlapping several attack techniques in an instant, and struck away.

Even after this blow, Uncle Shang was quite in a hurry to deal with it.

Until the end of the fierce battle, what Shang Bo was quite painful to cut off was not only the power of the Dao Fruit that was getting thicker and thicker, but also a banner in the gilded Shenhua.

At this moment, the treasure was truly swaying in the storm, and the broken material could be seen in the dim yellow light.

The broken flag disappeared in a flash, and you can clearly see the mysterious shape of the "Tailed Fire Tiger" depicted on it.

It stands to reason that the destruction of one of the magic weapons like this is actually a nerve-wracking thing.

But when he looked at it, Shang Bo was not so unbearable.

On the contrary, around his body, the gilded divine flower was circling, and at first glance, there were still twenty-eight spiritual lights floating in it, but one of them seemed to become a little darker.

At the same time, there was a bright yellow magic flame in the palm of Shang Bo's palm, and among the fireworks, there were several supreme treasure materials calcined in it, but when it looked like it was not like using a tool method.

Sure enough, almost instantly, the treasure was melted, and then, under the wrapping of mana, the crimson aura was directly submerged into the gilded divine brilliance in an instant, and went straight to the dark spiritual light.

It seems that the outer image of the magic weapon and the inner true spiritual origin have long been separated from each other.

Now, it is Shang Bo who is reshaping the appearance of his magic weapon, the true spirit.

At the same time, Shang Bo had more divine thoughts, but he had never been in the process of smelting the treasure materials, on the contrary, when he was doing this from beginning to end, Shang Bo was looking up at the empty array.

After paying such a big price, naturally, Shang Bo also intercepted the power of the air with a blow, and with the closure of the Sumeru crack, this lost the power of control, and under the control of Shang Bo's mana, he revealed the root of his own Dao method.

This is the true path of the Mixed Element Dharmakaya.

And since the opening of the wind in the Sumeru realm, Shang Bo has not felt that his cultivation is becoming weaker after experiencing this, on the contrary, Shang Bo feels that after observing all kinds of things, he has gone further at the level of Tao and Fa.

The cultivation of the power of the Tao fruit is nothing more than years of effort, but the progress of the Tao and the Dharma is something that can be encountered but not sought.

So, under Shang Bo's expectant gaze, finally, at a certain moment, the magic circle seemed to collapse on its own, but it was clear that while collapsing, it was intertwined and resonated with each other in another form.

Immediately after, the existence of some kind of vague catalogue and rune array appeared in Shang Bo's field of vision.

It's just that the moment he saw this catalog, Shang Bo was stunned.

What caught Shang Bo's eyes was no longer a thousand-eyed catalogue or a thousand-handprint catalogue...... It is no longer a cascading manifestation and confirmation of a certain part of the human body.

For the first time, what was presented in front of Shang Bo was a strange existence that was extremely complex and mysterious, similar to the pattern of a talisman and a seal.

But as if he had thought of something, Shang Bo was startled, and then turned his head to look in the direction of the carriage.

"Young master?"

As the words fell, the rare sound of turning the pages sounded again, followed by the young man's voice.

"It is the Tao and law of the Liu clan of Dieshan, which has been included in the classics of the family, and the heir of this clan was seven hundred years ago, and then earlier, the last Jin Dan of this clan was stationed outside the boundary nine hundred years ago......

As for whether the person is dead or alive, as Shang Bo said, things outside the realm are not known to people in the world. ”

Listening to the young man's voice, in the same place, the merchant uncle's expression suddenly changed, and when he looked at it, he was really like an old farmer, with a sad look on his face.

(End of chapter)