Wood dust is the second time to become the spirit of the sea. When he subdued the broken sword of the sea, he was fortunate to become the spirit of the sea and realized it.

Compared to the last time, this time is more real, and the sea contains infinite vitality, unlike the last time, there was only endless death.

Wood dust?wanton travel, experience. Immortal Decision: The perception of the tide of the sea is constantly improving, and the understanding of it is constantly deepening.

After all, at this moment, wood dust is the sea......

The broken sword of the sea faintly crosses time and space, and is projected down, blending into the sea, adding new opportunities to the wood dust. In the end, Canghai recognized Mu Chen, and condensed a special spirit technique for him: the Spirit of Canghai.

This Dao Spiritual Empowerment Technique is definitely the top of the second level. The boundless sea, the endless life, the boundless creatures...... It is all contained in this Dao Soul Empowerment Technique.

Mu Chen's Spiritual Empowerment Technique was in the void, and within a radius of thousands of miles, dense silver points of light appeared, and one percent of them were golden points of light.

Mu Chen? was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The effect of this spiritual endowment technique far surpasses that of Hu Lao's spiritual endowment technique.

Fang Wen looked at the place where Mu Chen was and was slightly surprised, could it be that there was a second path monk here, and he had successfully comprehended the spiritual technique of the artistic conception of the sea. The half-immortal sense swept over, but did not find anything unusual.

Qingmo Ding made a soft sound and buzzed, as if to convey a message to Fang Wen.

Fang Wen was amazed, taking Qingmo Ding as his eyes and exploring the surroundings.

This time, in the void, it was no longer empty, and an illusory shadow of a blue ink ding, an illusory shadow of a monk of the Canghai Sea, appeared in front of Fang Wen.

"Time Avenue ......"

Fang Wen muttered in disbelief. Qingmo Ding doesn't seem to have this function, but why can it become a link between time and space.

Mu Chen was ecstatic, he didn't expect that there would be such a big opportunity this time. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Fang Wen looking straight in his direction. Based on experience, Mu Chen didn't pay attention to it, maybe Fang Wen Refiner just happened to be looking at this direction.

"I don't know, what do you call a fellow Daoist?"

A sudden question made Mu Chen's hairs rise suddenly, and he looked at Fang Wen incredibly, and only then pointed to himself and spoke:

"Master Fang Wen, are you talking to Mu Chen again?"

Mu Chen pointed at himself, looked at Fang Wen suspiciously, and spoke.

"Wood dust, wood dust. ”

A skeptical tone, an affirmative tone, made Mu Chen at a loss.

Fang Wen's gaze was profound, as if he had crossed time and space, looking into the distance.

"You're from the future?"

Fang Wen just asked this word? Heaven and earth have changed. Thunder and tribulation converge, the power is terrifying, and there is no life. The consciousness of the wood dust was forcibly kicked back into its body.

Before leaving, Mu Chen sensed such a terrifying thunderstorm, and his mood was difficult to reply. Under this thunderstorm, the wood dust will be crushed into slag in an instant.

Horror appeared in Mu Chen's eyes. The phantom of Qingmo Ding in the sky exploded violently, as if it had been erased by some terrifying existence in an instant.

I don't know if Senior Fang Wen will be able to survive this thunderstorm? Mu Chen is deeply worried in his heart. The center of the eyebrows condenses a mark of the sea.

In the small white jade square of 100 days above the Canghai Sea, it is only a hundred breaths.

The spirituality of the space debris did not pay any attention to the explosion of the phantom of Qingmo Ding, and his eyes were fixed on Mu Chen, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Why? Wood Dust has a touch of breath that exists in its owner, as if the two have just come into contact and the breath has not yet dispersed.

"Dryads, do you sense ......?"

The space debris spoke spiritually, stammering, and incoherent

"Well, it's a very strange feeling, in addition to the breath of Fang Wen, there is another terrifying rhyme around Mu Chen. ”

The tree spirit is the Mahayana period, and the horizon is broad.

"Time and space?"

Tree spirits, space debris spirits, the voices of the two, resounded in each other's sea of consciousness at the same time.

"Dryad, do you remember? There was a time when my lord muttered to himself, like a demon, frantically studying the avenue of time and space, but in the end it was not done. ”

"I remember, at that time, it seemed to be reciting Mu Chen's name......

It was as if countless thunderbolts exploded in an instant, causing the two of them, who had been dead for a short time, into endless panic.

"Could it be that Muchen entered and returned to 30,000 years ago?"

"There's a way to experiment. ”

"My lord once said that he had never comprehended the special art of giving spirits: the spirit of the sea? However, what he saw with his own eyes was that a phantom monk comprehended the spirit of the sea, and he made up for it a little. ”

The imprint of the sea in the heart of Mu Chen's eyebrows allowed the spirits of the tree spirit and the space debris to integrate the countless fragments of information together to arrive at a terrifying answer.

"Mu Chen, did you go back 30,000 years ago, did you condense the art of giving spirits: the spirit of the sea?"

The spiritual voice of space debris carried with excitement, asking Mu Chen.

"Yes, I also had a brief exchange with Fang Wen's senior? ”

The moment he heard Mu Chen's exact reply, the spatial spiritual fragment even emerged: the result of directly making Mu Chen the master of the space.

Mu Chen summoned the half-spirit treasure in the dantian: the wind spirit bead, and the spirit technique: the spirit of the sea appeared, and tapped it up. Countless silver points of light were condensed in the entire space, which were integrated into the Wind Spirit Bead to help it gather spirituality and achieve spiritual treasures.

Mu Chen took out the prepared fifth-order wind spirit stone, removed impurities, and integrated it into the wind spirit bead to enhance the foundation and help it advance. Baixi, Half Lingbao Wind Spirit Bead, that is, successfully promoted to Natal Spirit Treasure: Wind Spirit Bead.

A wind spirit is condensed into an entity, and it is in contact with wood dust, which is very cute and kind.

Mu Chen put it into the dantian, gathered the silver points of light around his body, and integrated it into the wind spirit bead to consolidate it.

"Brother Muchen, promoted to a fifth-order refiner. ”

Shui Meng couldn't resonate with this space for a long time, and when he was bored, he looked around and saw the scene where Mu Chen was promoted to the Wind Spirit Bead.

"Haha, Lingbao, don't worry. ”

Niu Er laughed heartlessly, and his eyebrows bloomed with the mark of a Dan furnace. For this reason, within the Ninth Path, the existence that successfully resonates with it.

"Brother Muchen? strong. ”

Yu Fan clenched his fists, thinking in his heart, Ask Brother Mu Chen to help promote the spirit treasure, how many spirit stones will it cost, and finally, sigh, I owe it, I don't have to worry if I have too much debt. Anyway, what you owe to Brother Muchen has never been paid off.

The fourteen members of the Muchen team were very excited. The rest of the monks, demon beasts, were unmoved. It's just a comprehension of a spiritualizing technique. Ice Sword, Heavenly Karma, Soul Ying and other existences are all comprehended, and there is a fuss.

Seeing Mu Chen's personal demonstration of space debris spirituality, there was no doubt in his heart.

Thirty thousand years ago, the existence that made his master's heart and mind turned out to be a monk of the Jindan realm thirty thousand years later...... Such a ridiculous thing actually happened.