The fire was shining, but it did not cover half of the starlight in the depths of Su Mu's eyes.

Rare in his life, Su Musha almost used the pupil technique to the limit.

The aura of the forbidden Dao law tightly wrapped around his body.

But after a while, Su Musha's brows were still tightly furrowed.

The ancient talisman was quietly condensed in the center of the false god's eyebrows.

At the same time, the body of the pseudo-god, which had been snatched through many dangerous measures, had been refined by the fire of time, and the appearance of the body had faded and turned into the true substance.

No return, no return!

Immortal Matter!

A divine substance that does not belong to the origin of the heavens!

Fragments of the Ancient Doctrine!

And these materials are all around the talisman seal, as if worshipping the monarch.

The appearance of the Qi of No Return and Silence made Su Musha very excited.

This is the substance he desperately needs!

Rao is Su Musha's courage, and now he doesn't dare to say that he can easily jump out of the world.

It is the place where the immortals have died for thousands of years.

It is a real place of no return and destruction, which can wear out the vitality of immortals.

Su Musha still has a lot of ways to go.

But now, between the heaven and earth in the Hongtao Realm, within the vast number of levels, a wisp of Qi of Returnless Silence can be obtained, which is enough for Su Mu to cover in a safe enough environment to explore the secrets of that burial place first.

As for the immortal substance, in terms of today's Su Musha, it is still precious enough, but it can no longer shake his Dao heart.

The disposal of this thing is nothing more than refining it into its own Dao weapon, making it have a more vigorous immortal aura.

As for those ancient Dao rule fragments, they are no longer hidden by Su Mu.

Without him, these fragments of the Dao have long been unable to integrate into this world, and even many of the Dao are too incomplete, even if they represent a part of the Dao, they are just chicken ribs.

......

In silence, Su Musha waved his hand.

The Qi of the years rises, enveloping all kinds of energy and substances in it.

It's like a seal, and it's like a suppression.

There is nothing to compete with the years.

As a result, in front of Su Musha's eyes, there was only a wisp of Qi of Returnless Silence and an ancient talisman seal.

His gaze only lingered on the wisp of Silence for a short time.

It's just a wisp of Qi, but it contains extremely vast traces of the Great Dao.

This is definitely not something that Su Musha can comprehend in an instant.

As for this ancient sigil......

Su Musha was even more silent.

With his current experience, Rao is also a little unsure of the heels of this ancient talisman.

From the point of view of origin, this is more like the handwriting of a group of ancient sages, who used this thing to evolve inexplicably and achieve a certain core essence of the pseudo-gods.

In terms of progression, all Qi worship, even the immortal matter and the Qi of Silence were suppressed by this talisman, and even faintly had the meaning of suppression, which was by no means an ordinary number of thousands of people could be exquisite.

Even for Su Musha, when he looked at the Qi of Silence, he only said that the Tao was high, even though it was difficult to comprehend, there were always traces to follow, and even all kinds of traces were contained in the Qi and were clearly visible.

And this ancient talisman seal is too obscure, and the traces of Mo Dao and the Fa, that is, the lines on the talisman seal, are mostly blurred.

It's not been eroded by time.

It's obscured from the truth!

Everything has become like a flower in a mirror and a moon in the water, so that Su Musha can only see the appearance, a limited appearance, not the truth.

Silent, Su Musha's palm slowly clenched.

The ancient talisman was suspended on Su Musha's palm like this, as if it was about to be clutched by him.

Immediately after, the six-colored divine light flickered alternately.

Twelve Great Dao Talisman Seals manifested in the palm of Su Musha's palm.

Daan, Liulian, Suxi, Chikou, Xiaoji, and Empty Death.

Six Divine Arts!

This technique is said to be the best thing in the world.

After a long time, it has the blessings of all the ways, and now it has become the supreme secret method of the Sumu Cloth Dao.

The breath of the forbidden Dao method lingered around Su Musha's body.

Su Musha's eyes began to have the same six-colored divine light flickering alternately.

One, two, three......

The divine light in Su Mu's palm disappeared, and he kneaded his brows a little tiredly.

"It's a little effective......"

The Six Divine Spells unleashed, and the misty mist seemed to dissipate partially.

So that Su Musha was able to spy on the lines on some of the surfaces.

Perhaps this kind of exploration is too twists and turns, but it proves that Su Musha has walked on the right path, and one day, he will be able to gain insight into the true nature of this ancient talisman.

Similarly, the details he saw earlier also shocked Su Musha.

This is the talisman of the great number of steps!

He could even begin to imagine that there was once a group of amazing talents, peerless Tianjiao, and demons who gathered to discuss the Tao, using ancient methods, to gain insight into the truth after the ascension, and to understand the land of no return and destruction!

They were unwilling! They were unwilling to accept such a sad end! Under the noses of the ancient gods and the two venerables of the heavens, the gods of heaven and earth, they stole the origin divine power of the heavens! They even boldly forged a five-colored altar and led to the immortal matter and the Qi of Silence!

What's more, they have not only brought their own Dao and Fa to the pinnacle of the Yang World! They are blending and verifying each other's paths! All the Daos are resonating in unison, and the brilliance of the Yang World Dao is unprecedentedly closely intertwined!

So, they forged such an ancient sigil!

It was condensed from the pure Yang World Dao Method, but it did something that many ascended people couldn't do!

Immortal matter surrounds the talisman, and even the Qi of Silence has been suppressed!

If you can see the authenticity of this talisman, it will be worth the price!

Thinking like this, Su Mu held his breath and concentrated, and his palm once again bloomed with six-colored divine light.

......

There is no nail in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year.

The years go by.

On the top of the high mountain, not far from the tomb of the Ge Clan's Purple Heaven God Monarch, there is a grass house standing quietly.

This will be the dojo of Su Musha for a long time to come.

In this grass house, he wants to explore the ultimate secret of the path of the false gods, and explore a part of the path of immortality in the yang world!

In the grass house, Su Mu covered his knees, his eyes reflected the six-colored divine light in the palm of his hand, and even the flames in the fire soup Jedi were affected by it.

This is a very rare fire in the Yang world, and in ancient times, the ancestors used to burn tortoise shells with sacrificial fire, which is the earliest way of divination.

It's almost become a kind of cycle.

The Six Divine Techniques affect the generation of the Sacrificial Fire, and the Mountain Sacrificial Fire inversely blesses the Six Divine Arts.

When he looked at Su Musha's palm again, the traces of Tao and Law seemed to be clearly visible on the ancient talisman.

......

At the same time, the Yang World, the Void Extreme.

This used to be the place where the vitality of the yang world was extinct, and it was also the retreat place of Su Musha.

But with the establishment of the Yang World Immortal Law, more old monsters have also been involved here.

The void turbulence was shattered, and the Qingmeng fairy walked into the void, and the long sword in his hand was waved, and he was about to tear the void away.

Behind her, the Buddha clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, the donor of Qingmeng, it's time to prove the path of immortality in the yang world. ”

The Qingmeng fairy never looked back.

The years have passed, and it seems that they have not left too many traces on her body.

A deserted voice echoed through the void.

"Back then, when he told me, he was a group of people who were chasing the Tao, living for the Tao and dying for the Tao! Not a group of people who wasted their talents and survived with the immortal materials of others! This is your way, not mine!

Now, I'm going to meet him and ask if this is his way!"