The expected courtyard, how should I say it, should also have a courtyard and a house.

Inside the house, there is also a practice room, an alchemy room, a treasure house, etc.

These things are all available in the palace belonging to Chu Yan in Broken Star Tower.

But when Chu Yan walked into this courtyard, what he saw was nothingness.

Yes, it literally means nothingness.

An almost blank world.

It was extremely empty, and the sky and the earth were all the same color.

If you stand here for a long time, you can't help but feel a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Apart from the richer spiritual energy, there is no way to compare this place with the palace in Broken Star Tower.

"It shouldn't be." Chu Yan tilted his head, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled the scenes he saw along the way.

Those courtyards that already have owners, from the outside, have winding paths inside, each with its own style.

As a monk, if you have twelve hours a day, you would like to spend all of it practicing. How can you have time to build a house bit by bit, or even build so many exquisite buildings.

"There must be something in this that I didn't expect."

Chu Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and punched out.

The billowing spiritual energy blasted out like a giant cannon.

When ripples rippled around him, Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.

He saw outlines emerging among the ripples.

"What is this?" Chu Yan took a few steps forward and reached out to touch it.

Started empty-handed, with nothing.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Yan gathered spiritual energy in his palm and grabbed it forward.

This time, he clearly felt like he had caught something in his hand.

It feels soft and a little elastic, like dough.

It was just that he couldn't see it with his eyes. For a moment, Chu Yan didn't know what he was holding in his hand.

"Tianya Sect is located in the upper country. What I have seen and said is not comparable to that of the border country. It seems that I know too little about the world of monks. If I can ask Miaoran for advice now, she will definitely be able to answer it."

When he thought of Lin Miaoran, Chu Yan couldn't help but take out the Lingxi Jade from his storage bag.

As expected, there is still no message on the Lingxi Jade.

Since entering the territory of Shangguo, Lingxiyu has no longer received messages from Lin Miaoran.

Naturally, Chu Yan would not think that Lin Miaoran did not summon him. The problem must still be on the side of Bao Xiang Shangguo.

"After cleaning up, the first thing to do is to solve this problem." Chu Yan thought to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yan suddenly stared at his palm and made a sound.

He did not throw away the invisible dough he was holding in his hands, but when he took out the Lingxi Jade, he subconsciously brought his two hands together.

And at this moment, the emerald green on the Lingxi Jade seemed to be dizzy, slowly seeping towards the invisible dough in his hand.

The "dough", which was originally like air and colorless, soon turned into the same green color as Lingxi Jade.

A piece of green dough that was so kneaded that he didn't know how to describe it appeared in Chu Yan's hands at this moment.

"This is-" Chu Yan's breath stopped.

A possibility came to his mind.

But without confirmation at the moment, he didn't dare to make a conclusion easily.

So Chu Yan quickly moved the Lingxi Jade away.

The dough was still green and did not become transparent again because the Lingxi Jade was moved away.

An answer was ready to come out in Chu Yan's mind.

He took a deep breath, held the dough tightly, and imagined the appearance of a bird in his mind.

The next moment, he saw the green dough in his hand begin to squirm, gradually turning into the prototype of a bird, and then the mouth, eyes, feathers, etc. all appeared clearly.

It's exactly the same as the image he imagined in his mind!

Even one foot has three toes and the other has two toes, they are exactly the same!

"Xishamu soil!"

Chu Yan's eyes shone with a brilliant light.

At this moment, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"There is soil in Xisha. It moves according to the heart and takes shape at will. It is the mother of all soils..." Chu Yan murmured as he looked at the bird in his hand that looked like an emerald carving.

Xisha Mother Soil, this is a treasure that has been recorded in Broken Star Tower's ancient books.

When Chu Yan finished reading it, he felt that this kind of thing was too unbelievable.

A kind of soil, as long as you hold it in your hand and think about it in your heart, it will automatically change into the image you imagine.

And what’s even more amazing is that if you imagine a piece of wood in your mind, then when the western soil transforms into wood, the appearance, shape, and even texture will be exactly the same as wood.

At that time, Chu Yan only thought, how could such a thing be possible?

But now, the facts are really before my eyes.

In his hand, he held a piece of Western sand soil.

Another amazing thing about Xisha mother soil is that it can only become a physical entity when it is inspired by spiritual energy.

When Chu Yan first entered the courtyard, he saw nothing. Later, when the spiritual energy leaked out, he saw the outline of the soil. When he held the ball of soil in his hand, he thought of Lingxi Jade, but did not imagine Lingxi Jade.

shape, so it suddenly turned into the exact same shape as Lingxi Jade for the first time.

All signs indicate that this is Xisha mother soil!

The mother of soil in the world!

"Yes, according to legend, this western sand mother soil is only produced in deep trenches where sunlight cannot reach it.

Tianya Sect was built on an island, surrounded by the vast sea.

With the ability of the monks here, it is not surprising that they can find the Xisha mother soil."

After Chu Yan recovered from the previous shock, he contacted each other, and all his doubts suddenly made sense.

"Yes, it's no wonder that the courtyards of those previous disciples were all built in unique styles.

In fact, it’s not that they spent a lot of time, but that they used the Western sand mother soil.”

After Chu Yan put the little bird away, he grabbed a few more pieces of western sand soil.

After a thought, a chair slowly took shape in his hands.

Because the mother soil of Xisha was colorless at first, when the chair was formed, an uninformed person might think that Chu Yan was creating something out of thin air, which was very miraculous.

After finishing the chair, Chu Yan made a large table with ease.

When making these things, the monk's mental power needs to be highly concentrated, otherwise, the things made will become all kinds of weird shapes due to distraction.

For Chu Yan, this was also a test and training of his mental strength, so he enjoyed it and didn't find it too troublesome.

"The Tianya Sect is really interesting. Everything from the mountains and lakes to the tables, chairs and benches here needs to be made by the disciples.

Although it feels like a waste of time, after all, this is the same process as refining alchemy and refining weapons.

I don’t know if this is a way for the Tianya Sect to give new disciples a sense of belonging as soon as possible.”

Having said that, after Chu Yan finished making a chair and a table, he stopped and did not continue to build a cultivation palace or cave like others.

Because he has something very important that he hasn't done yet.

That’s what I gained from sorting out this journey of killing souls.
Chapter completed!